my takes ...or mistakes?

My lyf is not within d brief array of a novel…as dat of chetan bhagat ‘s “d three mistakes of my lyf”……but my lyf is much broader….much wider n much complex to make juz 3 mistakes in my entire lyf..well i may not be mistaken if I say I make three mistakes per day or rather 3 mistakes evry hour…o hell……may be more than dat..!!!!
Then wot are mistakes? Coz mistakes cud be simplified into “wrongs” or in a way ruthless mistakes cud be kinda complexified into “sins”…
So letz simply understand da word mistake not as in da English dictionary but as to wot I understand …so.. “MISTAKES cud be MISS-TAKES”…rather simply those TAKES dat we were abt to take but MISSED for any reason or so….for instance.. I was abt to console my friend in distress in da softest possible way(datz my TAKE)..but for sm unwanted n uncontrollable systemic behavior(things happening beyond our control) …I actually ended up hurting dat vry person(so may be datz d take I MISSED)..i dint want to but it happed…n it did hurt! I knw…then wot..well now itz da time dat another great English word comes to my rescue…yup..itz “SORRY”…whatevr da miss-take be…big or small….intensely hurting or not …”sorry” is alwyz thr…so we keep on using d sword of mistake n in return keep da shield of sorry handy..isnt dat clever!!
I rembr da most oftenly used phrase of my father. “a sorry doesn’t make a dead man alive!” n how true..!!

so dat explains dat one has to take every TAKES carefully enough to not HURT smone….So dat works as da moral of d story!!

shattered dreamz....

Hopes...higher dan d sky

smiles...brighter dan the stars

songs...gleefully melodious

days...enviously d happiest

den was all dat the past?

stolen in d dark passages of bygone days..

memories worth to cherish..

but only memories i have...

i lost d world i live in

n i lost in touch wid meh..!