~`reComMenDatioN'~

This is a recommendation on behalf of 'Smoked SoulS'.....

check out the new Atif Aslam album: "Doorie"
it's amazi'n
it's rockkin'
it's fantastic'
its mind blowin'
it simply rocks....

also it's different from ''jal'' 'n ''jal pari''
he has improved from the old tones 'n music...
it's completely new....
jus check it out...

it's hot..... it's fun....
moreover.....
the whole album speaks for 'Smoked SoulS'...
it's true.... it's divine....
.........

check out know...

signing off...
mE 'n Ma LonE Soul'

feeling the bonds....

ever wondered what is it like celebrating a festival alone?
....
anyway leave that apart...
can one imagine...
a floral bloom without the stem?
a victorious army without weapons?
an elixir without brandy or rum?
a love affair without a heart?
or... having sex without sexual organs?
???
or... can one say that a Homo sapien exists without a soul.....?

the fact lies tat there are somethings that cannot be associated individually.... there are some bonds that are unbreakable...some essentials..some emotional.. its impossible to undo them..
..
coming to bonds, there exists one between we humans, these bonds are essential filled with immense emotions and true feelings..
now one might think of breaking these ties between the living souls....
be it done....but isn't it R-bit?? the everlasting memories never fade away...never...

now these bonds, feelings, emotions don't show up except on occasions... only which are big...
one might say on death anniversaries or in happier moments say festivals....
festival...

the inner emotions, the hidden truth's emerges out on these occasions... simply because these occasions come by only a year....it does not go by everyday...

Jim waits throughout the year to celebrate Christmas with his family... show his love for his little Carey... and to help his mom and dad in festivities setup.... it's fun really.....
....just cant imagine the thrill and fun with his family and back home buddyz..... all of them being together, for each other....
the heart goes 'shala la' lal' la'... heart beat reaches 72^2 per sec...... as the days near.....
the joy of meeting family and trustful friends.......
the break from the year long torturous routine life.....
.......
but....... one morning......

Ring...Ring...
Dad:.....
Jim: Hellooo Dad!!
Dad: Hi Jim.... How are you?
Jim: I'm rockkin' dad.... just waitng to see ppl.... how..(interrupted)
Dad: Jim... listen....
....!?
Jim: ...........
Dad: I'm sorry to say but we think you should celebrate Christmas at your place.....
... we think you cant afford to miss your studies for festivities.....
...........
...........
...........

destiny........ heart broken......
.........................................................................

think of state of the heart.. at this pt.

it's at this pt. that one feels that life has played harsh on him.. one wonders why do i ever exist if i had to see this day...
.. isn't it better to live alone... die alone.... a cold death.....
sorry to say but that is what i think life is all about.... why to live when i gotta see this day...??
they say life is a journey of happiness and sorrows.... but....
its not a bag of only sorrows......?????

anywayz lets hope that no one gets through these circumstances and happiness be at footsteps of every living being.....
it's time to party.... so breakout the whole night.. and just hope that life goes on....

****Merry Christmas**** 'n **Happy Eid**
with luv..
signing of...
Me 'n mA loNe SouL

note: festival greetings to all on behalf of 'smoked souls'

Dhoom Again.......

it wuz around winter in dxb..... i entered a movie hall for the first time in ma life..... plaza... nothin new when i entered here for the third time.... but there wuz something missin... sumthin....
i missed the smoke around me... the environment supplemented stuffs like 'navy cut'... but there z sumthin that's missed.... '..boro'...
its this smoke that formed the unbreakable bond between the smoked bodies to turn it into smoked souls....
well.. sorry for being out of track...
i wu z tellin...
the movie ....... it wuz cool...awsome..marvellous (recommended by 'smoked souls' to all)...
hay the best thing.... its totally techno geek.....
lets hope tht we future engineers help Dr. meE in the awsome applications of electromagnetism....
its this concept of basic physics that has helped dhoom again to really dhoom......dhoom...
Dhoom again.. it says...
lets hope that its possible.... with these fragmented souls...

Dhoom again.. i say..
i take a new motto.. i promise a new silver lining.. a new hope...
its ma personal recommendation to all readers, fellas, buddyz, fellow souls....
to go for Dhoom:2.....
'n Dhoom again...... till we meet again...

signing off....
me 'n mA SOul

Smoky Beginnings

The Beginning
It was one another day going for entrance coaching... was in a normal school bus (i think the number was 34) and i ws not planning to go for the classes... fuck, it was not worth it man...

I met him then...(now this may sound like a gay love story...but it is not... and yeah, please no offence for GP-Gay people)...he was as jobless as MeE... as lazy as MeE...maybe even bigger loafer than MeE...but the most striking common factor was the fact that he SMOKED...or rather WE smoked.He had ED tuitions but he hated them... so we began to hang out...

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ZIPPPPPPPPPPPP......Year 2006... a year after i met him.His name is Rashid and today i can proudly say He is one of my Best Friends.the past one year through him i met Me 'N Ma Lone Soul... through him i met Makdu... through Makdu i met Aunty....

The past one year i know them physically... but when it comes to mental and emotional understanding... i think i know these dudes (DUDS) since birth...

We are collectively known as <The CharsI's>...

Now I cant live without each other... atleast we cant live emotionally without each other...

Once we collect at a point we transform into ourselves...blood runs through our veins...once we are separated...we stop living, start existing.

and all this... is due to one factor... SMOKE...this is the power of smoke.

Smoke brought us close to each other...Smoke will keep us together...

Smoked Soul (SS)
MeE

Kik oFf.....

BLOG......
B - be careful to
log - log on.........

thinking about people.....i think.... .. about me....
there wuz a time 'soul' used to be holy, it wuz years ago....

i recall that...

'soul' is something that has been endowed by the almighty into every being..
the carbon skin, the calcite bones, the potash blood has no value until their is 'soul' that guides it for its function.

its Born Holy.... Born Divine.... with an ultimate aim to search for 'Nirvana'....salvation........

now give a thought to this soul.... my soul... our soul.... "meE's" soul....

nothing new about it... just a few amendments.....
the fact is that the body has been tormented to such an extent that everything now.... affects the 'soul'...

Lets see........ about the amends,
-- some 100 zillion(if the no. exists) particles of tobacco.... nicotine i.e.
-- some 999 trillion drops of liquor .... 'royal' i.e.
-- and not more than a 10^(infinity) no. of hardships... bruises and scars on this soul..... this very 'soul'...
.........
......
....
we call it 'SMOKED SOULS'...

"SMOKED"
S- sensitive
M- moulded
O- overloaded
K- (k)clouded...but....
E- enthralling
D- ditch......

welcome to the unending tour of the smoked soul......

welcome myself...
welcome 'MeE'...
welcome friends....
welcome readers...

i believe its this marvellous strength of smoke that has made the fragmented parts of this soul to live.. and now promises that the soul would exist with its power until the fragments reunite ..... again....

logging off.....

A perfect Love Story

fiction the say is an adventure that never ends..even enterin the black hole doesnt bring crichtons life to an end.. he lives on....
but isnt that limited fun...things that actually occur turn out to be more interesting evn more than any ALCHEMIST or OTHER SIDE OF MIDNIGHT....
truth is i write...truth is i say....truth(i hope) is wat i think....

BEGIN..

eternal love is what they belived on..love was the diet they live on..like is the flavour they taste on..affection is the sheet they lie on..
sex is the medicine they take on, face to face confessiopn started it all, stars cud b seen even in the daylight..people rejoiced...
..on the union of two holy souls..
An eye on eye bond is that which rarely breaks and in this case was made forever...destined forever..desperation is the factor that prevents the extinction of the the flow of love, meeting in public places, small nooks and corner..supplements the flavour, nourishes the vast never ending ocean of love with a nutrient that can turn the hearts of the worst cold blodded Auscwitz executers.
The united soul now moves a step towards the door of eternal love, a classy sheet of velvet laden with the finest of orchids and primrose tufts unfolds to push the union further ahead, a step-up towards the ultimate, eternal goal..the very sheet of affection.
Unfortunately..the united soul still doesnt accept in front of the world that there is a bond that attracts you other than that so called "friendship"..even with the heart thumping for each other there is something that is greatly missed,something physical, little it starts with..jus exchanging a few milion microbes, kisses they call it, not much or leaving a 5cm area of mark for the entitlement of the never ending novel, journal, fiction or rather actual, real, pure love...
This isnt unholy..
Peace, Solidarity and Darkness, meeting these demands the souls peels off the arbritrary cover and jumps into wat it anmes the best part in the house of eternal affection, here hymen is disliked cervix is the final destination 2b reached, deserted is what they hate, flooding opens the huge shackles to the door of eternal love..
wet..watery.. is wat makes way more friendly, more fertile, more happy, more..
Its this urge for ultimate orgasm that starts the union of the Holy souls, its this depot that guarantees the nourishment for affection, its the taste of this water which is supressed by the cervixa for these years, its enslaved in real meaning, its not philosophy, its da real thinkin..

Unlikely philosophers tend to differ in the view that sex & love are the two sides of the same coin

give it a thought...

He loves her, He cares for her, He spends every hopur in constants thoughts of her, He takes her to entertain in theaters and orchestras, In harsh words he invests in her, now he marries her only because he loves her. He has won the trust of her. He doesnt hesitate sharing his thoughts with her. Now, the very primary need of marriage is to prevent this marvellopus species "MAN" from being an endangered one, to produce ypoubg lads & lasses for a bright future of this human race.

The only way to achieve this is s**, and wat i call safe and legal s**..Barely legal..

So the sole motive behind marriage is safe, sound and unimterrupted and rather holy and socially accepted hours in bed, shuffling of hands, peeling covers and you enter the beautiful world of no - barred---hard***---
The buccal cavity closses its ends on the mammary, the hands cant resist to tear through the soft,soothing - vag**a. constant sucking and fingering cannot be resisted by her, a deep urge arises for his real hardness to be unvieled and made available for her. Her hands shiver to enteratin it, the hole down cries out in desperation of its welcome..

they call it, orgasm, desperation is wat i say...

The wait ends as the hardcore of his enters the gates, rips through the walls (no - barred wuz it). A pitched but delighted sound is amde which then end up as soft enthralling and amusing sighs that excite the atmosphere, and entices the hardness for more hardcore.
Humans they are, limits they have of their own,when in no control of its emotions the hardness cries out inside her.
..
She rejoices due to the sucessful completion of the entire aim of so called love and hopes that these moments be repeated every night to satisfy her heart, he wont hesitate know, the doors are unlocked and re - - entry does not cause any objections.
S** it is for which she loves..
Remember even she has her desires even she has some desperation even she has some feelings, some emotions. She enters the heart of an unknown, not only to know him but to fulfill her desire. Desire.. to be pushed **** on bed..the ultimate goal that she wants to achieve.

*** & more ***
Now dont u think that s** and love are the two sides of the the same coin?

Now, Jill might differ saying that these unholy desires reside in a few hearts, there are others who just believe in true love i.e. share and care of needs cum emotions. I do believe, but this is arbitrary u c, true love if it is always has an ultimate goal f marriage and isthe key to what i call the legal scuffle on bed.

Also todays trends confirm with me...
Jill might not accept the harsh reality. There are somethings one need nit experience but learn through observation, seeing is believeing, i believe. It all starts as by sight seeing or a conversation online, meetings points are confirmed. Jack meets Jill, just a formal handshake and few formal vocabulary kicks it off, one or two, the third meetin is different, this time the hands are in constant contact throughout. Jacks arms advances onto Jills shoulders and then the waist..
It doesnt take much time to reach the softest part on the body now i think this is a soft truth no one would like 2 differ.

Ps: note that these views are completely personal and not meant to hurt any living or dead.

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