I, me, myself - highest form of ego! Tuesday, March 17, 2009. How I met my husband. This story starts ever since I stepped foot in Bangalore. So she decided that she needed to get me married off! Talks had started even when I was in Delhi. Lavanya, you are getting old.

U and I, But Why? Every morning I wake up,. U come to my mind! Every night i hit my bed,. I want U to be mine! Why do U just kill me part by part? Why is there a line in our relationship that keeps us apart? No phone calls, No messages! No greetings, No wishes! Why at all a sudden change in U? Those who understand me are a very few! U being the only one amongst none,. Why just killing me for fun? Feel my sense,. My love is dense,. Dont corner it with a fense! Tick tock tick tock.