Rhyming to hate you

I hate the way you look at me,
i hate the way you talk;
I hate the way you hold my hand,
while walking up the rocks;

I hate the way you make me smile,
i hate the way you sigh;
I hate the tears in your eyes'
while bidding me goodbye;

I hate the gifts u give to me,
i hate the way u lie;
I hate the way you pamper me,
when on ur lap i cry;

I hate the way am hating you'
i hate the time gone by;
I hate the promise you made to me,
"together we live and die"...;

WHAT AM I DOING??

its 2:21am......am not sleepy.
i don't feel like studying......am too scared about the fact
that its been over a couple of weeks that am not feeling
sleepy at night.exams round the corner..just a week left.
BUT SOMETHING IS MISSING...
WHAT?
THIS IS THE QUESTION THAT's KEEPING ME AWAKE THIS LONG.
am i missing someone?do i need someone?
am i becoming a pessimist?do i wanna conquer myself?
is it the past that's disturbing me or the present?
.......................................................................
............will this never ending list of rhetorical questions ever end?
WELL NOW AM GONA STOP THINKING...FOR THE TIME BEING.......
GOING TO WATCH THE
US OPEN FINAL>>>>I AM OFF.DO YOU HAVE THE ANSWERS?

WHAT IF!!!

If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
Or walk with kings - nor lose the common touch,
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you,
If all men count with you, but none too much;
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds' worth of distance run,
Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it,
And - which is more - you'll be a Man, my son!

......Rudyard Kipling (1865-1936)

If you can't help,don't harm,
If you can't love,don't pretend,
If you can't be happy,don't sulk,
For every extra mile you lived,
remember,that many died....
AMEN!!
.......Nirmalya Datta(1988- )