i learnt a lot in my taxation class...this is what i learnt
1.Benefit of doubt is given to accused.
2.Only the one who dies, knows what death is:-Tax payers
3.To create equality ,broadest shoulder should carry heaviest load.
4.Low tax rate has high complience
5.Property means bundel of rights.
4.Legal way of evading tax is called tax avoidance.

"Every human is a servent of his own desire"- Lord amit kr sasaram

we fight for it,
we end up loosin it.
we have it n keep searchin for it.
we loose it for da sake of a new one.
i'd love to call it FUN,
ha but its freedom for ME.
i bleed, i cry, i search,
i end up in my bed.
all cos i never taught i had it.
Now i smile, i like sun, i like Me,
cos my love, u proved ur not worth it.
Ur not worth my LIFE.

jolly ride everywhere
in the hump, between the pump.
First we pimp, the we hump.
jolly ride down the lane
passing the gum between the toung,
pumpin inside ding, ding, ding.
jolly ride all the way
tender chunks between my trunks,
bouncy bits with matchin tits.
jolly ride till i die

SAD and happy starvation...wat ever it is... all world's food are missin ???????

my hostel group...all fool group hahaha kinnid,,,these r india's most wanted... they r the future

studious india!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!11

sheen eyes n bloody lips,
fear in heart, fearing to show.
the last person in the world,
knockin ur door.

writes with a cause,
unknown to the world.
battels in his mind
making him travell blind.
lost in sanity for once,
never to rise again.
fell in love for once,
never to fall again.
bows to none but one.
respects none but few who
smile and face the boy from hell.
ya hell it is for now...

Football:

A kick from the side
things start to glide.
Fury in our heart,
glory on the stake.
They are hailed as heros,
praised like gods.
The moves they make and
the turns they take
are watched by us us
with every breath.
The wait for a goal and
joy for a win makes
us kings in our own ground,
and makes us gods in
their turf,
For they are the champions
and we made them gods.
We are the Fans.

Winds of change comes again.
Predators roar as their prey cry.
Blood stain and torn flesh,
paint the floor like none before.
They took my world from me, to win it back.
Only to see the dead walk in their dreams.
Many sleepless nights ended with spill
of venom.
not of the serpent but of those....
......emmm haa they r no more ;)

Shattered face and bleeding cuts,
brutal life leading to fatel deaths.
The hunt goes on beyond every dawn.
Protected by the law
are the teasing rats.
The law is for the weak
who feed upon the strong.
For the strong the
law is what to be teased on.
The men of cross strings
shall face doom,
as the law that saved them
will loose its form.
All because I took my axe,
but once.

Hazel eyes and demon smile
on your face, seen no where.m, ha.
Poison sting and razor teeth
never felt while you kiss.
Dark heart and bloody claws
hidden beneath your false charm.
You show your demon side still I fail to see.
Not because I cant but
Because I choose not to
..voltavoo , bring out the demon in you...

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