I*OSI*ER

Day today we come across different people and have different experience with them.But there are few people we actually remember....infact want to meet again.And now a days, new species have evolved, like whole new race.As i have observed,there are some people whom i always find happy.....they radiate happiness.Infact ,their aura is such that when ever i find them on my radar, smile summons like pimple on the face that doesn't go away.And its not just one person,they are multiple in my life.And all of them have one thing in common.....they are all positive thinkers and i call them POSPERS (positive{thinkers} person).So here are some qualities which are easily observable in this species;-

• They smile alot in public and people around them looks like they have just met Eutychia.



• They never say no . They have their own way of saying different opinion.And argument,,, 'argument' is not even a dictionary word.No wonder even the intense people don't mind their company.



• (this one is bit boring at times but useful in their own sense) They might be good listeners but when it comes to speak about the topic like positive approach towards life and better option among the two....they can't stop themselves.They test your patience and you are left as a poor listener without a single comment of being an enduring one.



• They have some source of ultimate positivity that even at times of problem, they maintain their virtue.Sometime only misunderstanding accompany them,specially in the case where the similar positivity is not reciprocated.Still they are the SURVIVORS!!! (i mean many a times ;)



• And at last they are true Friends, good at heart. (dil par bhi lange to style mein) they know how to forgive in friendship and let petty things go.

These qualities are the mixture of observations i have made in all the POSPER i have met. I have been lucky to encounter few and blessed with one.May god produce them in bulk.May be '1 par 1 free'.(1 free with each)

Unwritten...The Panteen commercial song

I am unwritten,
can't read my mind
I'm undefined
I'm just beginning,
the pen's in my hand,
ending unplanned......

Staring at the blank page before you,
Open up the dirty window,
Let the sun illuminate the words
that you could not find,
Reaching for something in the distance
So close you can almost taste it,
Release your inhibitions.

Feel the rain on your skin
No one else can feel it for you
Only you can let it in
No one else, no one else
Can speak the words on your lips,
Drench yourself in words unspoken,
Live your life with arms wide open,
Today is where your book begins,
The rest is still unwritten......
(tuun utun ten ten na na na)

Oh, oh, oh

I break tradition,
sometimes my tries,
are outside the lines.
We've been conditioned to not make mistakes,
but I can't live that wayyyyyyy,no
Staring at the blank page before you,
Open up the dirty window
Let the sun illuminate the words
that you could not find
Reaching for something in the distance
So close you can almost taste it
Release your inhibitions

Feel the rain on your skin
No one else can feel it for you
Only you can let it in
No one else, no one else
Can speak the words on your lips
Drench yourself in words unspoken
Live your life with arms wide open
Today is where your book begins
The rest is still unwritten

Staring at the blank page before you
Open up the dirty window
Let the sun illuminate the words
that you could not find
Reaching for something in the distance
So close you can almost taste it
Release your inhibition

Feel the rain on your skin
No one else can feel it for you
Only you can let it in
No one else, no one else
Can speak the words on your lips
Drench yourself in words unspoken
Live your life with arms wide open
Today is where your book begins.......

Feel the rain on your skin
No one else can feel it for you
Only you can let it in
No one else, no one else
Can speak the words on your lips
Drench yourself in words unspoken
Live your life with arms wide open
Today is where your book begins
The rest is still unwritten
The rest is still unwritten
The rest is still unwritten

by Natasha Bedingfield