The most craziest song ever made on DotA
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Thursday, 4 December 2008
Defence of the ART
Lucky r those who have seen it .. unlucky r those who not learned it .. some moments r really unimaginable
Wednesday, 3 December 2008
Make DotA not war
First all it's very important to know that ur enemies, become more stronger as the game progress, i.e longer the game stronger the opponents..to b a good player u need to know about the enemy heroes..some r later gamers and some early, hence it becomes vital to kill the later heroes asap which results in low gold status with late enemy heroes.
Do hunt for those farming after lvl 8, remember do that when still u c other enemy heros in lanes, and it's advisable to gank with one of ur team hero. I'm against nubs though I don't disappoint them but rather ban them immediately. I always give a room for improvement. Here r few clips posted, do c them to learn more about players and the map.
P.S : all doz killed were pro. and matches were played on Garena European rooms.
P.P.S : plz add ur veiws and tricks or may be weapon-make so that it helps all those who r still learning DotA. Add me in Garena my I.d is workdeath and plz do leave a comment for this page, any negative wud also b welcomed. I wud b updating my site sooner so keep an eye always.
Do hunt for those farming after lvl 8, remember do that when still u c other enemy heros in lanes, and it's advisable to gank with one of ur team hero. I'm against nubs though I don't disappoint them but rather ban them immediately. I always give a room for improvement. Here r few clips posted, do c them to learn more about players and the map.
P.S : all doz killed were pro. and matches were played on Garena European rooms.
P.P.S : plz add ur veiws and tricks or may be weapon-make so that it helps all those who r still learning DotA. Add me in Garena my I.d is workdeath and plz do leave a comment for this page, any negative wud also b welcomed. I wud b updating my site sooner so keep an eye always.
If life isn't DotA, it's not even lesser than it***

Guys I'm one of the most craziest fans of DotA. I live and enjoy DotA. I love it more than my life, girl, job, money and just any other thing in the world.
Well guys here I'm providing something that u all had waited for long. If u play online gaming like me on Garena Client u must hv been facing in-lag problems or delays or spikes during ur game. So, guys its time to get happy and cheer coz here is something for u that would finish all the disasters and let u tear the enemies apart. Download this link and install it in one of ur drives, u will c an icon opened in right hand bottom corner on ur monitor, open it and click 'optimise LAN connections, once its ready close the window, it would now mean that its in running mode. Now log-in to garena n start playing.
Note : Do the above procedure again for the everytime you start ur machine. Refresh it after every 15 days and do not buy pro. coz u doesn't need it.
glhf
http://www.download.com/Bildsoft-FastnPlay-Lite-and-Pro/3000-2094_4-10619222.html?part=undefined&subj=dl&tag=button&cdlPid=10633509
Thursday, 27 November 2008
Are you my still around me or I have just gone crazy?
True, I have always been happy that all the things that
are inside the body are inside the body, and that all
things outside the body, are out
I'm glad to find my lungs on the inside of my chest,
for example;if they were outside, they'd keep getting
in the way,those two great incipient angel wings; besides,
it would be messy
I mean, how would it be if your reached out to shake
someone's hand and there, in the palm, were a kidney and a
liver complete with spleen?
Can you imagine standing at 5 PM in a crowded subway
car full of empty stomachs?
What if a nice, nearsighted old lady were knitting
socks and suddenly her veins fell out? How would she
avoid creating a substance full of strangeness and pain?
To the barefoot country boy sitting on the edge of the bed
in the morning and opening Aunt Minnie's gift box, the sight
of those socks would be what he'd call "a real eye-opener!"
And what if our voices touched? If our mouths went out,
instead of in?
If you were inside of me; or, at least, if I were
inside of you?
Monday, 4 August 2008
Monday, 21 July 2008
You don't have to go!!!
Nothing, not even victory, will erase the terrible hole of blood: nothing, neither the sea, nor the passing of sand and time, will push me away from her.
Even the shadows are invisible today. My girl, my life, my queen, you were happy to live beside me and I am happy to die next to you.
I see the grave burning but I don't see your tears falling, I wait inside, yet another time spreading my arms to hug you for the last time like the first time, but I see just the hollow soul and the empty eyes, that wants to hold and kiss me and carry me to the crystal moon where you live.
Why did you leave me, and I say that you don't have to go. I see a little boat that sails on my heart and spreads the aroma that you used to wear.
And if you think to leave me at the shore of the heart where I have roots, remember that on that day, at that hour, I shall lift my arms and my roots will be damaged by another strom.
It was your life that had later become mine. You lighted the immortal candle of trust in my heart but I had no idea that you had such unhidden powers that one day even the wax would melt.
You broke my trust, you failed your own life, you made the Angels look like Demons. But I still say that you don't have to go.
Even the shadows are invisible today. My girl, my life, my queen, you were happy to live beside me and I am happy to die next to you.
I see the grave burning but I don't see your tears falling, I wait inside, yet another time spreading my arms to hug you for the last time like the first time, but I see just the hollow soul and the empty eyes, that wants to hold and kiss me and carry me to the crystal moon where you live.
Why did you leave me, and I say that you don't have to go. I see a little boat that sails on my heart and spreads the aroma that you used to wear.
And if you think to leave me at the shore of the heart where I have roots, remember that on that day, at that hour, I shall lift my arms and my roots will be damaged by another strom.
It was your life that had later become mine. You lighted the immortal candle of trust in my heart but I had no idea that you had such unhidden powers that one day even the wax would melt.
You broke my trust, you failed your own life, you made the Angels look like Demons. But I still say that you don't have to go.
Wednesday, 11 June 2008
Six degrees of separation
Six degrees of separation refers to the idea that, if a person is one step away from each person he or she knows and two steps away from each person who is known by one of the people he or she knows, then everyone is an average of six "steps" away from each person on Earth.
Monday, 2 June 2008
Wicked.....games you played with my heart
What a bad game you played, what a bad thing you do, to make me think of you, after the hearts on fire.
Thursday, 29 May 2008
Do I still redound you any more?
World has changed, I see it in water and feel in the air, history will become the legend and legend will become a myth. All the nights would be the nights to remember. You will reside alone on the top of the misty mountains and would hide in the forest of the earth.
For all these long years I had been a friend, you did not trust. I regret that you are away, I may not even see you through out my entire life, I guess, but I do not want to forget your face. I would have asked you for help but you seem to be an immortal knife.
The nature of time has even turned out. The cry of love echoes on the wings of our faith. But the Redeemer is unseen, he may had never existed. The vibration of past, will scar your heart forever.
Is your reflection dead or still alive? However, I will rise to challenge the faith and leave myself prepared for the burning shadow to consume me, as I know, you will never come to my rescue. You must be happy. But, I had thought to myself that you will lead me to our destiny.
For all these long years I had been a friend, you did not trust. I regret that you are away, I may not even see you through out my entire life, I guess, but I do not want to forget your face. I would have asked you for help but you seem to be an immortal knife.
The nature of time has even turned out. The cry of love echoes on the wings of our faith. But the Redeemer is unseen, he may had never existed. The vibration of past, will scar your heart forever.
Is your reflection dead or still alive? However, I will rise to challenge the faith and leave myself prepared for the burning shadow to consume me, as I know, you will never come to my rescue. You must be happy. But, I had thought to myself that you will lead me to our destiny.
Tuesday, 27 May 2008
They will Return
The skies will bleed, the earth will thirst, the powers will shiver. As for me, I will be healed by the sting of betrayal. Omen is good, they will return. The water will flow, as far as you could see. Detachment shall suffer, the decisions shall rot. The time would return and it shall return for me, to travel back to pay for those days when everything subsisted.
The tears shall be payed, the days shall be graced, as I would love her till the last night of the subsequent life that I will make. Omen is good, they will return. I will amend myself to be good for her. I will make her love me yet again, like the breath is loved by your soul again and again.
Make me a lover, make me a learner, as my life is too short to die young again. Omen is good, they will return.
The tears shall be payed, the days shall be graced, as I would love her till the last night of the subsequent life that I will make. Omen is good, they will return. I will amend myself to be good for her. I will make her love me yet again, like the breath is loved by your soul again and again.
Make me a lover, make me a learner, as my life is too short to die young again. Omen is good, they will return.
Sunday, 25 May 2008
Saturday, 24 May 2008
Midnight wish
Love is a fire...
Love is a fire that burns unseen,
a wound that aches yet isn’t felt,
an always discontent contentment,
a pain that rages without hurting,
a longing for nothing but to long,
a loneliness in the midst of people,
a never feeling pleased when pleased,
a passion that gains when lost in thought.
It’s being enslaved of your own free will;
it’s counting your defeat a victory;
it’s staying loyal to your killer.
But if it’s so self-contradictory,
how can Love, when Love chooses,
bring human hearts into sympathy?
a wound that aches yet isn’t felt,
an always discontent contentment,
a pain that rages without hurting,
a longing for nothing but to long,
a loneliness in the midst of people,
a never feeling pleased when pleased,
a passion that gains when lost in thought.
It’s being enslaved of your own free will;
it’s counting your defeat a victory;
it’s staying loyal to your killer.
But if it’s so self-contradictory,
how can Love, when Love chooses,
bring human hearts into sympathy?
Sanctity of love
Tonight I see your shadow not in the moon but in the empty sky, as someone said ..." it is the moon which has room for stains and not the stars..." perhaps that is why you linger beside my stained heart.
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