<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5309651014803441212</id><updated>2011-11-28T06:09:41.024+05:30</updated><category term='forget'/><category term='day'/><category term='me'/><category term='ignore'/><category term='Friendship'/><category term='pain'/><category term='September'/><category term='Syntel'/><category term='unreal'/><category term='Reason'/><category term='faith'/><category term='love'/><category term='ITP'/><category term='life'/><title type='text'>Lookin to My Life</title><subtitle type='html'>Hi, This Blog I have created for expressing my subtle thought by words. 
I don't know what I am going to do tomorrow, nor even about today. 
Thats what I am living life by my own way........</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livelifebyown.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5309651014803441212/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livelifebyown.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Pubyaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06500862594768442883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>30</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5309651014803441212.post-3955001220815740619</id><published>2009-02-15T17:57:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2009-02-15T17:57:00.720+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='September'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='day'/><title type='text'>Dream !! I can</title><content type='html'>Wish a New Day Could be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- When day will be mine&lt;br /&gt;- the day I will be alone&lt;br /&gt;- the day I will be free&lt;br /&gt;- the day follows all the wish that I have wished&lt;br /&gt;- the  day makes smile to people&lt;br /&gt;- smile to the people around me&lt;br /&gt;- and to the people around the people around me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish a New Day Makes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- the flower to blow&lt;br /&gt;- a wind to flow&lt;br /&gt;- in a shinny day&lt;br /&gt;- makes a rainbow glow&lt;br /&gt;- a sunshine bright&lt;br /&gt;- with all and night&lt;br /&gt;- everything is all right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish a New day everyday&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5309651014803441212-3955001220815740619?l=livelifebyown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livelifebyown.blogspot.com/feeds/3955001220815740619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5309651014803441212&amp;postID=3955001220815740619' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5309651014803441212/posts/default/3955001220815740619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5309651014803441212/posts/default/3955001220815740619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livelifebyown.blogspot.com/2009/02/dream-i-can.html' title='Dream !! I can'/><author><name>Pubyaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06500862594768442883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5309651014803441212.post-6859635103625908085</id><published>2009-02-11T14:24:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2009-02-11T14:37:39.100+05:30</updated><title type='text'>I am a  Blogger</title><content type='html'>Just wondering, why start writing when I feel so heavy in the mind?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As typical Indian, or may be typical scorpion that I maintain my happiness in all situation. Writing some random things helps me in shredding the random memories temporarily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am getting the feeling that together we all will become alone. Together Alone, what a cliche.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well just two lines;&lt;br /&gt;I am form believer of existence of God. And it is true that God has his eyes on even a single sparrow.&lt;br /&gt;He carefully watches all the sparrow sitting on the branch.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5309651014803441212-6859635103625908085?l=livelifebyown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livelifebyown.blogspot.com/feeds/6859635103625908085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5309651014803441212&amp;postID=6859635103625908085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5309651014803441212/posts/default/6859635103625908085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5309651014803441212/posts/default/6859635103625908085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livelifebyown.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-am-blogger.html' title='I am a  Blogger'/><author><name>Pubs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02173667983505346350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5309651014803441212.post-2121025563988480822</id><published>2009-02-10T09:45:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2009-02-10T16:14:03.737+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='unreal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='forget'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faith'/><title type='text'>Never Cry for One Who Makes You Cry !</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;Once,  there was this guy, who was in love with a gal. She wasn't the most beautiful  and gorgeous but for him, she was everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He used to dream about  her, about spending the rest of life with her. His friends told him,"why do  you dream so much about her, when you don't even know if she loves you or not? First tell her your feelings, and get to know if she likes you or not".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He felt that was the right way. The girl knew from the beginning, that this  guy loves her. One day when he proposed, she rejected  him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS';"&gt; And  h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;e was not depressed at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;He felt that this was the end of every love story he came across in the world. Then why'd he be different from others. He believed in what they have said "Man propose, God Dispose". So he started believing in the reality, which he is still finding in this unreal world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me:&lt;br /&gt;I lost one who never loved me &amp;amp; she lost the one&lt;br /&gt;who really  loved and cared for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5309651014803441212-2121025563988480822?l=livelifebyown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livelifebyown.blogspot.com/feeds/2121025563988480822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5309651014803441212&amp;postID=2121025563988480822' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5309651014803441212/posts/default/2121025563988480822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5309651014803441212/posts/default/2121025563988480822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livelifebyown.blogspot.com/2009/02/never-cry-for-one-who-makes-you-cry.html' title='Never Cry for One Who Makes You Cry !'/><author><name>Pubs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02173667983505346350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5309651014803441212.post-4873983516438326871</id><published>2009-01-21T23:15:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2009-02-04T22:11:55.076+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>LOVE</title><content type='html'>What is love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess children knows it better than anyone and everyone..... Here are some answer.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'When my grandmother got arthritis, she couldn't bend over and paint her toenails anymore. So my grandfather does it for her all the time, even when his hands got arthritis too. That's love.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Rebecca- age 8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'When someone loves you, the way they say your name is different.&lt;br /&gt;You just know that your name is safe in their mouth.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Billy - age 4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Love is when a girl puts on perfume and a boy puts on shaving cologne and they go out and smell each other.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Karl - age 5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Love is when you go out to eat and give somebody most of your French fries without making them give you any of theirs.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Chrissy - age 6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Love is what makes you smile when you're tired.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Terri - age 4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Love is when my mommy makes coffee for my daddy and she takes a sip before giving it to him, to make sure the taste is OK.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Danny - age 7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Love is when you kiss all the time. Then when you get tired of kissing, you still want to be together and you talk more. My Mommy and Daddy are like that.&lt;br /&gt;They look gross when they kiss'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Emily - age 8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Love is what's in the room with you at Christmas if you stop opening presents&lt;br /&gt;and listen.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bobby - age 7 (Wow!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'If you want to learn to love better, you should start with a friend who you hate,'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nikka - age 6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Love is when you tell a guy you like his shirt, then he wears it everyday.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Noelle - age 7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Love is like a little old woman and a little old man who are still friends even after they know each other so well.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tommy - age 6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'During my piano recital, I was on a stage and I was scared. I looked at all the people watching me and saw my daddy waving and smiling.&lt;br /&gt;He was the only one doing that. I wasn't scared anymore.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cindy - age 8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'My mommy loves me more than anybody&lt;br /&gt;You don't see anyone else kissing me to sleep at night.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Clare - age 6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Love is when Mommy gives Daddy the best piece of chicken.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Elaine-age 5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Love is when Mommy sees Daddy smelly and sweaty and still says he is handsomer than Robert Redford.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Chris - age 7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Love is when your puppy licks your face even after you left him alone all day.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mary Ann - age 4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'I know my older sister loves me because she gives me all her old clothes and has to go out and buy new ones.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lauren - age 4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'When you love somebody, your eyelashes go up and down and little stars come out of you.' (what an image)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Karen - age 7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Love is when Mommy sees Daddy on the toilet and she doesn't think it's gross.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mark - age 6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'You really shouldn't say 'I love you' unless you mean it. But if you mean it, you should say it a lot. People forget.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jessica - age 8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ forwarded mail&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5309651014803441212-4873983516438326871?l=livelifebyown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livelifebyown.blogspot.com/feeds/4873983516438326871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5309651014803441212&amp;postID=4873983516438326871' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5309651014803441212/posts/default/4873983516438326871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5309651014803441212/posts/default/4873983516438326871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livelifebyown.blogspot.com/2009/01/what-is-love-guess-children-knows-it.html' title='LOVE'/><author><name>Pubyaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06500862594768442883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5309651014803441212.post-6484084886968468714</id><published>2008-09-08T12:25:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2008-09-09T00:11:52.188+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faith'/><title type='text'>Life as always</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Life !!! Again.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Seems that life again rolled a dice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;This time I wanted to change my past.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I wanted to remove, to shred some random memories,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Some memories are that were good,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;But some things in life never change&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I cared someone more than someone near to me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I felt her presence, somewhere near to me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;When I wanted to feel, I tried to convince her that I am me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I know that I am not good, not bad to ignore me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some things in life never change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reminding those days...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Those &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;good'ol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; days... and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;good'ol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;The time we spent... we spent to listen....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;To listen.. the things of our life...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Because once she had a faith in me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;But somethings in life always change&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;The time has change&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;The life has change&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;The days have change&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;But feeling for her will never change.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5309651014803441212-6484084886968468714?l=livelifebyown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livelifebyown.blogspot.com/feeds/6484084886968468714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5309651014803441212&amp;postID=6484084886968468714' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5309651014803441212/posts/default/6484084886968468714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5309651014803441212/posts/default/6484084886968468714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livelifebyown.blogspot.com/2008/08/life-as-always.html' title='Life as always'/><author><name>Pubyaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06500862594768442883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5309651014803441212.post-7409314234605582545</id><published>2008-09-05T07:47:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2008-09-05T08:02:58.256+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='September'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>September Again</title><content type='html'>September &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Many years gone. Many to come&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But the September of my life will never come again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Years come and go....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I still remember that september.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Things were different at that time..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some things I have with me.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I lost the valuable most....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This September I want to go the place...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The place where we met....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will a bouqet of Rose....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To put on the gravestone of our love...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This September.... you came to life......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This September you became part to life....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;September you fill me with you colours so bright....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The mellowness of you fills me with delight...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;September&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You made me happiest person.. but&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;September... Why do bring me so much  sadness?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;September... Why do you bring me so much pain?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;September... Why do you want me to cry?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;September... Why do you want me to let tears fall out frm my eyes......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5309651014803441212-7409314234605582545?l=livelifebyown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livelifebyown.blogspot.com/feeds/7409314234605582545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5309651014803441212&amp;postID=7409314234605582545' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5309651014803441212/posts/default/7409314234605582545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5309651014803441212/posts/default/7409314234605582545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livelifebyown.blogspot.com/2008/09/september-again.html' title='September Again'/><author><name>Pubyaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06500862594768442883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5309651014803441212.post-1159720230728170796</id><published>2008-08-02T17:43:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2008-08-02T17:44:27.698+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friendship'/><title type='text'>Forever Friends</title><content type='html'>Friend...&lt;br /&gt;Dedicated to the greatest friends ever,&lt;br /&gt;Animesh, Venky,  Sumdya, Gopi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are Friends,&lt;br /&gt;We are close, yet we are far,&lt;br /&gt;We share, but hardly talk&lt;br /&gt;We care, because we are here&lt;br /&gt;Beacause we are friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Friendship is,&lt;br /&gt;Motu - Greatest of all,&lt;br /&gt;Animesh - Richer than Chocs,&lt;br /&gt;Gopi - Sweeter than mistis,&lt;br /&gt;Sumdya - Most fun than Icecream,&lt;br /&gt;More than all, you all make a greatest dessert in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A friends like you,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is hard to find...&lt;br /&gt;difficult to part with&lt;br /&gt;and treasured forever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5309651014803441212-1159720230728170796?l=livelifebyown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livelifebyown.blogspot.com/feeds/1159720230728170796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5309651014803441212&amp;postID=1159720230728170796' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5309651014803441212/posts/default/1159720230728170796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5309651014803441212/posts/default/1159720230728170796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livelifebyown.blogspot.com/2008/08/forever-friends.html' title='Forever Friends'/><author><name>Pubyaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06500862594768442883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5309651014803441212.post-5978812431531244651</id><published>2008-07-29T13:20:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2008-07-29T13:28:03.053+05:30</updated><title type='text'>A Bird’s Melody</title><content type='html'>(A Bird’s Melody)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Habataitara modorenai to itte&lt;br /&gt;Mezashita no wa aoi aoi ano sora&lt;br /&gt;Kanashimi wa mada oboerarezu&lt;br /&gt;Setsunasa wa ima tsukami animate&lt;br /&gt;Anata e to idaku kono kanjou mo&lt;br /&gt;Ima kotoba ni kawatteku&lt;br /&gt;Michi naru sekai no yume kara mezamete&lt;br /&gt;Koko hane wo hiroge tobi datsu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Habataitara modorenai to itte&lt;br /&gt;Mezashita no wa aoi aoi ano sora&lt;br /&gt;Tsuki nuke Tara mitsukaru to shitte&lt;br /&gt;Furikiru hodo&lt;br /&gt;aoi aoi ano sora&lt;br /&gt;aoi aoi ano sora&lt;br /&gt;aoi aoi ano sora&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You say if you could fly, you’d never come back down&lt;br /&gt;You only have eyes for that blue, blue sky&lt;br /&gt;You’ve yet to learn what sadness is&lt;br /&gt;And are just now grasping what pain is like&lt;br /&gt;Even the feelings I have for you&lt;br /&gt;Must be expressed with words.&lt;br /&gt;As you awake from a dream into an unknown world,&lt;br /&gt;Spread your wings, and take flight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You say if you could fly, you’d never come back down&lt;br /&gt;You only have eyes for that blue, blue sky&lt;br /&gt;You know if you just make it through, you’ll find what you seek&lt;br /&gt;So keep trying to break free,&lt;br /&gt;To that blue, blue sky&lt;br /&gt;To that blue, blue sky&lt;br /&gt;To that blue, blue sky&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5309651014803441212-5978812431531244651?l=livelifebyown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livelifebyown.blogspot.com/feeds/5978812431531244651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5309651014803441212&amp;postID=5978812431531244651' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5309651014803441212/posts/default/5978812431531244651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5309651014803441212/posts/default/5978812431531244651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livelifebyown.blogspot.com/2008/07/birds-melody.html' title='A Bird’s Melody'/><author><name>Pubyaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06500862594768442883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5309651014803441212.post-8036444315481463737</id><published>2008-07-25T12:18:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2008-07-25T12:22:21.472+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friendship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reason'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Reason to Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;h1   style="margin: 0pt; text-align: center; font-style: italic; font-weight: normal;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;“I love you,&lt;br /&gt;Not only for what you are,&lt;br /&gt;But for what I am&lt;br /&gt;When I am with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you,&lt;br /&gt;Not only for what&lt;br /&gt;You have made of yourself,&lt;br /&gt;But for what&lt;br /&gt;You are making of me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;h1   style="margin: 0pt; text-align: center; font-style: italic; font-weight: normal;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you&lt;br /&gt;For the part of me&lt;br /&gt;That you bring out;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;h1   style="margin: 0pt; text-align: center; font-style: italic; font-weight: normal;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;h1   style="margin: 0pt; text-align: center; font-style: italic; font-weight: normal;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I love you&lt;br /&gt;For putting your hand&lt;br /&gt;Into my heaped-up heart&lt;br /&gt;And passing over&lt;br /&gt;All the foolish, weak things&lt;br /&gt;That you can’t help&lt;br /&gt;Dimly seeing there,&lt;br /&gt;And for drawing out&lt;br /&gt;Into the light&lt;br /&gt;All the beautiful belongings&lt;br /&gt;That no one else had looked&lt;br /&gt;Quite far enough to find.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you because you&lt;br /&gt;Are helping me to make&lt;br /&gt;Of the lumber of my life&lt;br /&gt;Not a tavern&lt;br /&gt;But a temple;&lt;br /&gt;Out of the works&lt;br /&gt;Of my every day&lt;br /&gt;Not a reproach&lt;br /&gt;But a song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you&lt;br /&gt;Because you have done&lt;br /&gt;More than any creed&lt;br /&gt;Could have done&lt;br /&gt;To make me good&lt;br /&gt;And more than any fate&lt;br /&gt;Could have done&lt;br /&gt;To make me happy.&lt;br /&gt;You have done it&lt;br /&gt;Without a touch,&lt;br /&gt;Without a word,&lt;br /&gt;Without a sign.&lt;br /&gt;You have done it&lt;br /&gt;By being yourself.&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps that is what&lt;br /&gt;Being a friend means,&lt;br /&gt;After all.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;--- Craft&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5309651014803441212-8036444315481463737?l=livelifebyown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livelifebyown.blogspot.com/feeds/8036444315481463737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5309651014803441212&amp;postID=8036444315481463737' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5309651014803441212/posts/default/8036444315481463737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5309651014803441212/posts/default/8036444315481463737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livelifebyown.blogspot.com/2008/07/reason-to-love.html' title='Reason to Love'/><author><name>Pubyaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06500862594768442883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5309651014803441212.post-1752654491501970750</id><published>2008-07-01T22:53:00.008+05:30</published><updated>2008-09-05T08:10:25.549+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friendship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Syntel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ITP'/><title type='text'>ITP 1st July 2005</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-376c3f38714383a8" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" 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class="system1st"&gt;&lt;div id="smiley"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Lots of laughter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Turn anywhere…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Shayaries&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; and  jokes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;And forwards all day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Puzzles and sports&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;And &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Pictionary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; we play&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;We tease  each other.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;We beg for replies &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;“&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;sab&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; so &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;gaye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;kya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;?,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Koi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; mail to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;karo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;” cries&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;And we can talk,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Round the clock&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I  sometimes wonder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;From where comes this stock&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I wish the fun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Lasts forever..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;This  wonderful friendship&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Is lost never… "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Surbhi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;28 people join the same batch called &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;ITP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; 1st July&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Agarwal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Mridul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;- The great one, from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;RKNEC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; Nagpur, The first one to left &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Syntel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; officially. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Ketki&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Bhagat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; - The greatest mind as &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;ppal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; called her. She used to cry, glossophobiac . Right now doing MBA from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Nirma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; University&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Sagar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Deshpande&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; - He was from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Chandrapur&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; College. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Anshul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Vyas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; - He was also from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Chandrapur&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; college. Pursuing MBA from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;NMIMS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Nikhil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Pendse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; - So we called him chicken. He also left &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Syntel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; with me. MBA from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;KJ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Somaiya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Abhjjit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Lahiri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; - He was from my college. We call him Dada. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Naheeda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; Pasha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; - A quality analyst in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Syntel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;. From &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;KDK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; college&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Roshni&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Tiwari&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; - A cool girl from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Pune&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;. She is still continuing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Syntel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Devaprem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; - A major &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_40"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;geela&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_41"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;IIMC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; lingo). MS in USA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Prince &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_42"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Agarwal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;- He was from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_43"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Priyadarshini&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;. Left &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_44"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Syntel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;. He is the only MBA right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_45"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Sumit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_46"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Patodia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_47"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Patto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; as we call him was from PC. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_48"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Akashdeep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_49"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Khera&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; - The great. He was the first to left &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_50"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Syntel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_51"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;pusuing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; MBA from US&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_52"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Anuj&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_53"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Kapoor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; - Don't know much. But we shared a same room in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_54"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Mumbai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;A. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_55"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Lalitha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_56"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Rao&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;- No idea. But she was from  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_57"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;KDK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; if am not wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_58"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Sandeep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_59"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Karwa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;- We called &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_60"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_61"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;phityal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;. Didn't require much of intro. MBA from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_62"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;MDI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_63"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Gurgaon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_64"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Vibhor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_65"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Mundhada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; - The great singer. greatest boozer. MBA &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_66"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;SCMHRD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_67"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Anubhav&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_68"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Verma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;- Does he requires intro. Nopes. Great Visionary. MBA &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_69"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;GLIM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_70"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Ameeta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_71"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Mohata&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; - Still Continuing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_72"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Syntel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;. I know her when we were in same class. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_73"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Souche&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_74"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Surbhi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_75"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Taori&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; - See the poem you will come to know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_76"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Amit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_77"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Dhadwe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;- You will learn dedication from him when you meet him. Still in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_78"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Syntel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Chaitanya &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_79"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Inamdar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_80"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Mahaprabhu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;. The great numismatic was from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_81"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Pune&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;. Still continuing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_82"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Nitin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_83"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Kumbhare&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; - Now we share some bond &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_84"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;thats&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; why we shared our happiness joy sorrow for two long years&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_85"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Sunandan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_86"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Bandyopadhyay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;- Dedication, perfection and what not... you will get to know this in simple sunny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_87"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Tushar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_88"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Ghatol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; - KITS &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_89"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Ramtek&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;, Now in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_90"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Congnizant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Raul &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_91"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Dsouza&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; - No Intro, already famous.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_92"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Atul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_93"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Zade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;- This underdog has dedication to do anything. MBA from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_94"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;JBIMS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_94"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Ateet Vora&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; - Gujju. Very Different from other. 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5309651014803441212.post-5712693257248614898</id><published>2008-07-01T21:53:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2008-07-02T10:31:01.482+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ignore'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='forget'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pain'/><title type='text'>The Greatest Pain</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The greatest pain in life is not to die, but to be ignored.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;To lose the person you love so much to another who doesn't care at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;To have someone you care so about so much throw a party...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and not tell you about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;When your favorite person on earth neglects to invite you to her graduation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;To have people think that you don't care.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The greatest pain in life, is not to die, but to be forgotten.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;To be left in the dust after another's great achievement.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;To never get a call from a friend, just saying "hi".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;When you show someone your innermost thoughts and they laugh in your face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;For friends to always be too busy to console you when you need someone to lift your spirits.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;When it seems like the only person who cares about you, is you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Life is full of pain, but does it ever get better?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Will people ever care about each other, and make time for those who are in need?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Each of us has a part to play in this great show we call life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Each of us has a duty to mankind to tell our friends we love them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;If you do not care about your friends you will not be punished.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;You will simply be ignored... forgotten... as you have done to others.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://mrmom.amaonline.com/thegreatestpain.htm"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;here I got this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5309651014803441212-5712693257248614898?l=livelifebyown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livelifebyown.blogspot.com/feeds/5712693257248614898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5309651014803441212&amp;postID=5712693257248614898' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5309651014803441212/posts/default/5712693257248614898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5309651014803441212/posts/default/5712693257248614898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livelifebyown.blogspot.com/2008/07/greatest-pain_01.html' title='The Greatest Pain'/><author><name>Pubyaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06500862594768442883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5309651014803441212.post-3828552307587536513</id><published>2008-06-21T15:30:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2008-06-21T15:40:01.869+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class=""&gt;" बेटा, &lt;/span&gt;एकच सांगतो&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=""&gt;जीवन हा हास्य-अश्रुंचा&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=""&gt;सागर संगम आहे ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=""&gt;यात यशस्वीपणे &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=""&gt;पोहयाचे असेल.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=""&gt;तर हिंमत आणि मेहनत&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=""&gt;या दोन गोष्टी &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=""&gt;लक्षात ठेव... !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=""&gt;बेटा, त्याचा आधारावर&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=""&gt;तुला तुजे ध्येय &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=""&gt;प्राप्त होइल &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=""&gt;अणि जीवन हे&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=""&gt;आनंदाचा इन्द्रधनुषी रंगने रंगून जाईल "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5309651014803441212-3828552307587536513?l=livelifebyown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livelifebyown.blogspot.com/feeds/3828552307587536513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5309651014803441212&amp;postID=3828552307587536513' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5309651014803441212/posts/default/3828552307587536513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5309651014803441212/posts/default/3828552307587536513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livelifebyown.blogspot.com/2008/06/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Pubyaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06500862594768442883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5309651014803441212.post-4349729215340632078</id><published>2008-06-16T21:09:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2008-06-21T15:26:32.948+05:30</updated><title type='text'>My Rules of Living</title><content type='html'>These are some rules of my living, which I try to inculcate in my daily life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Never put off till tomorrow, what you can do today&lt;br /&gt;- Never trouble another for what you can do yourself&lt;br /&gt;- Never spend your money, before you have it&lt;br /&gt;- Never buy what you dont want because it is cheap&lt;br /&gt;- Pride cost us more than hunger, thirst and cold&lt;br /&gt;- We seldom repent having eaten too little&lt;br /&gt;- Nothing is troublesome than to do willingly&lt;br /&gt;- How much pain that evils have cause us that have never happened&lt;br /&gt;- Take things always by the smooth handle&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5309651014803441212-4349729215340632078?l=livelifebyown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livelifebyown.blogspot.com/feeds/4349729215340632078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5309651014803441212&amp;postID=4349729215340632078' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;" Say to yourself every morning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;        - Today is going to be great day!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       - I can handle more than I think I can!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I can be satisfied if I try to do my best!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;        - Things won't get better by &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;worrying&lt;/span&gt; about them!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       - There is always something to be happy about!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;        - I'm going to make someone happy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;        - Its not good to be down!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       - Life is great make the most of it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;        BE OPTIMIST !!! "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5309651014803441212-2868039581314342466?l=livelifebyown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livelifebyown.blogspot.com/feeds/2868039581314342466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5309651014803441212&amp;postID=2868039581314342466' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5309651014803441212/posts/default/2868039581314342466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5309651014803441212/posts/default/2868039581314342466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livelifebyown.blogspot.com/2008/06/think-positive.html' title='Think Positive'/><author><name>Pubyaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06500862594768442883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5309651014803441212.post-7857968617269502054</id><published>2008-06-16T20:57:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2008-06-21T15:28:03.951+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Emotions</title><content type='html'>It is true said that humans emotions are uncontrolled&lt;br /&gt;Emotions are reflections of human adherent behavior&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Numerous&lt;/span&gt; kind of emotions we can feel&lt;br /&gt;1. Anger&lt;br /&gt;2. Fear&lt;br /&gt;3. Happiness&lt;br /&gt;4. Love&lt;br /&gt;5. Surprise&lt;br /&gt;6. Disgust&lt;br /&gt;7. Sadness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am still skeptical about whether emotions can be controlled or not&lt;br /&gt;If so, are they controlled by heart or by mind?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5309651014803441212-7857968617269502054?l=livelifebyown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livelifebyown.blogspot.com/feeds/7857968617269502054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5309651014803441212&amp;postID=7857968617269502054' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5309651014803441212/posts/default/7857968617269502054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5309651014803441212/posts/default/7857968617269502054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livelifebyown.blogspot.com/2008/06/emotions.html' title='Emotions'/><author><name>Pubyaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06500862594768442883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5309651014803441212.post-6390461148408431206</id><published>2008-06-11T16:49:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-06-11T16:50:22.463+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Backstreet Boys - The Perfect Fan</title><content type='html'>It takes a lot to know what is love&lt;br /&gt;It's not the big thing but the little things &lt;br /&gt;That can mean enough&lt;br /&gt;A lot of players to get me through&lt;br /&gt;There is never a day that passes by &lt;br /&gt;I don't think of you&lt;br /&gt;You were always there for me &lt;br /&gt;Pushing me and guiding me&lt;br /&gt;Always to succeed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You showed me&lt;br /&gt;When i was young just how to grow &lt;br /&gt;You showed me everything that i should know &lt;br /&gt;You showed me just how to walk without your hands &lt;br /&gt;'Cause mom you always were the perfect fan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God has been so good &lt;br /&gt;With blessing me with the family&lt;br /&gt;Who did all they could&lt;br /&gt;And I've had many years of Grace&lt;br /&gt;And it flatters me when i see a smile on your face&lt;br /&gt;I wanna thank you for what you've done&lt;br /&gt;In hopes I can give back to you &lt;br /&gt;And be the perfect son&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You showed me&lt;br /&gt;When i was young just how to grow &lt;br /&gt;You showed me everything that i should know &lt;br /&gt;You showed me just how to walk without your hands &lt;br /&gt;'Cause mom you always were the perfect fan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You showed me how to love&lt;br /&gt;You showed me how to care&lt;br /&gt;And showed me that you would always be there&lt;br /&gt;I wanna thank you for the time&lt;br /&gt;And i'm proud to say you're mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You showed me&lt;br /&gt;When i was young just how to grow &lt;br /&gt;You showed me everything that i should know &lt;br /&gt;You showed me just how to walk without your hands &lt;br /&gt;'Cause mom you always were the perfect fan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause Mom you always were, Mom you always were&lt;br /&gt;Mom you always were...the perfect fan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Love You Mom&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5309651014803441212-6390461148408431206?l=livelifebyown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livelifebyown.blogspot.com/feeds/6390461148408431206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5309651014803441212&amp;postID=6390461148408431206' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5309651014803441212/posts/default/6390461148408431206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5309651014803441212/posts/default/6390461148408431206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livelifebyown.blogspot.com/2008/06/backstreet-boys-perfect-fan.html' title='Backstreet Boys - The Perfect Fan'/><author><name>Pubyaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06500862594768442883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5309651014803441212.post-3101036645314216950</id><published>2008-04-29T17:55:00.006+05:30</published><updated>2008-04-29T18:03:16.603+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Random Thot</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;This time I will prevent myself from any type of  commitment.&lt;br /&gt;It is not because minds have much common with one another,&lt;br /&gt;Because of  not the fact that someone is more &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;important&lt;/span&gt; that sum of individuals&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt; .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Also not because I want to share a bond of  love with someone.&lt;br /&gt;It is not also because I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; want to be happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes within us,  within each of us I believe&lt;br /&gt;there is someone for whom you want to break all  egoism and altruism.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;May be I am  alone in postulating the reality of mind.&lt;br /&gt;But I am glad to be able to cite an  evidence over here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:sans-serif;font-size:100%;"  &gt;My reply to this  would be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:sans-serif;font-size:100%;"  &gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;An environment, the culture,  the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;surroundings &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;which influences the individuals in his life neither the sum of  individuals not the someone from group of individuals nor it is something other  that mental experience. I guess the masted forces of egoism prevents individuals  to act or may be someone behaves to prove his altruism. In this world all people  want satisfaction, but gradually moving towards impatience. All underlying  forces of human behaviour is influenced &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;by every&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; kind of environment. It is  because of relations to one another&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5309651014803441212-3101036645314216950?l=livelifebyown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livelifebyown.blogspot.com/feeds/3101036645314216950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5309651014803441212&amp;postID=3101036645314216950' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5309651014803441212/posts/default/3101036645314216950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5309651014803441212/posts/default/3101036645314216950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livelifebyown.blogspot.com/2008/04/this-time-i-will-prevent-myself-from.html' title='Random Thot'/><author><name>Pubyaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06500862594768442883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5309651014803441212.post-8859764172344018752</id><published>2008-04-27T07:52:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2008-04-27T08:11:56.027+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Life!! Again</title><content type='html'>Life is still a question for me,&lt;br /&gt;How to spend the whole life,&lt;br /&gt;without motivation,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aimless life, No&lt;br /&gt;Life with one specific goal,&lt;br /&gt;No Inspiration&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Discovered New,&lt;br /&gt;A way of looking towards Life,&lt;br /&gt;Is that so,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Become ruthless,&lt;br /&gt;Ignore people around you,&lt;br /&gt;For a Fun,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the quesition pertains,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is this what I wanted everytime,&lt;br /&gt;Fun !! Joy !! Happiness&lt;br /&gt;Costin at cost&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the cost of sleepless night,&lt;br /&gt;At the cost of trust&lt;br /&gt;At the cost of another Joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still waitin....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5309651014803441212-8859764172344018752?l=livelifebyown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livelifebyown.blogspot.com/feeds/8859764172344018752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5309651014803441212&amp;postID=8859764172344018752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5309651014803441212/posts/default/8859764172344018752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5309651014803441212/posts/default/8859764172344018752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livelifebyown.blogspot.com/2008/04/life-again.html' title='Life!! Again'/><author><name>Pubyaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06500862594768442883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5309651014803441212.post-2164270456747419799</id><published>2008-04-16T09:48:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2008-04-16T18:43:24.525+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Life !!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;This is the true joy in Life,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;the Being used for purpose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;recognised by yourself as mighty one&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;the Being a force of nature instead of a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Feverish, Selfish little CLOT OF AILMENTS-----&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and grievances complaining that the world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;will not devote itself to making you happy&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I am os the opinion that my Life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;belongs to the whole community&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;ans as long as I live, I rejoice my life for&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;its own sake, Life is no brief candle for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;It is a sort of splendid torch which&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I have got hold of for the moment,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;and I want it to make it burn as brightly as possible&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;before handling it on to future generation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;-----------------------------------------------George Bernard Shaw&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5309651014803441212-2164270456747419799?l=livelifebyown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livelifebyown.blogspot.com/feeds/2164270456747419799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5309651014803441212&amp;postID=2164270456747419799' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5309651014803441212/posts/default/2164270456747419799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5309651014803441212/posts/default/2164270456747419799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livelifebyown.blogspot.com/2008/04/life.html' title='Life !!!'/><author><name>Pubyaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06500862594768442883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5309651014803441212.post-6422540253531828177</id><published>2008-04-16T09:40:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2008-04-17T00:47:47.767+05:30</updated><title type='text'>My Morning Prayer...Always</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;"कराग्रे वस्ते लक्ष्मी&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;करमध्ये सरस्वती&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;करमुले तु गोविन्द&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;प्रभाते कर दर्शनं"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5309651014803441212-6422540253531828177?l=livelifebyown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livelifebyown.blogspot.com/feeds/6422540253531828177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5309651014803441212&amp;postID=6422540253531828177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5309651014803441212/posts/default/6422540253531828177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5309651014803441212/posts/default/6422540253531828177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livelifebyown.blogspot.com/2008/04/my-morning-prayeralways.html' title='My Morning Prayer...Always'/><author><name>Pubyaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06500862594768442883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5309651014803441212.post-2298883155498147125</id><published>2008-04-16T09:29:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2008-04-16T09:42:30.715+05:30</updated><title type='text'>I know....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Wind Blew, Falling leaves brushed past me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;In a million years, I would never have guessed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;that they had a sound, they had a colour&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;If you hadn't told me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The people ask me why&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;How I have lived till now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I tell them I don't know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I guess they will understand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;How lonely life has been&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;But life began again they day you took my hand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div 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know....'/><author><name>Pubyaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06500862594768442883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5309651014803441212.post-1622546663946677107</id><published>2008-04-15T23:49:00.008+05:30</published><updated>2008-04-16T00:45:52.369+05:30</updated><title type='text'>The C experience</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Once I had a dream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And what I thought,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I never got&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;because God gifted me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;all what I wanted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The dream was about to complete........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And completion was not the end of dream...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The dream itself had one more dream,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;so I dreamed in a dream.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And once again &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;What I thought,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I never got &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;because God gifted me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;all that I never wanted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So the dream was about to end.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;But the end itself is the start of begining&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So the new dream started&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I got, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;what I never thought of,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;because god gifted me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;all I wanted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So again I had a reason to dream in my dream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;But I got,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;what I never thought of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;because God gifted me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;all I never wanted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And once again the dream was about to end&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;But now,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I am dreaming,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I am thinking about &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;what I never got,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;because God gifted me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;with what I wanted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I will dream tomorrow again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I am thinking &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;about what will I want,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;beacause God will gift me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;what I am thinking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;-with all these new and old dreams, I want to aspire what I thought and I never got&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5309651014803441212-1622546663946677107?l=livelifebyown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livelifebyown.blogspot.com/feeds/1622546663946677107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5309651014803441212&amp;postID=1622546663946677107' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5309651014803441212/posts/default/1622546663946677107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5309651014803441212/posts/default/1622546663946677107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livelifebyown.blogspot.com/2008/04/c-experience.html' title='The C experience'/><author><name>Pubyaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06500862594768442883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5309651014803441212.post-4236077988884082968</id><published>2008-04-15T10:02:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2008-04-19T16:14:38.026+05:30</updated><title type='text'>The One</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;There was always "The One" in my Life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;There was "The One" when I was child, who&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;always loved me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;care about me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;played with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;always came with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;made her prints in my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;There was "The One" my schooldays, who&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;came along with me for my school&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;studied with me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;was present for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;helped me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;inspired me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;motivated me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was the one when I become young, who&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;waits for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;waits to hear me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;gets happy when I am happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;cries for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;fights for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Yes, She is my Mom whom I love the most, She is always there when I am alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5309651014803441212-4236077988884082968?l=livelifebyown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livelifebyown.blogspot.com/feeds/4236077988884082968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5309651014803441212&amp;postID=4236077988884082968' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5309651014803441212/posts/default/4236077988884082968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5309651014803441212/posts/default/4236077988884082968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livelifebyown.blogspot.com/2008/04/one.html' title='The One'/><author><name>Pubyaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06500862594768442883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5309651014803441212.post-7026417987898341008</id><published>2008-04-15T10:00:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2008-04-15T18:39:32.619+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Artefact...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Past&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time has gone when I was with my people&lt;br /&gt;Time has gone when I saw her&lt;br /&gt;Time has gone when I was with her&lt;br /&gt;Time has gone when I saw dream&lt;br /&gt;Time has gone when time only broke my dream&lt;br /&gt;Time as gone when I was me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Present&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time has come to collect all remnants&lt;br /&gt;Time has come to save all my emotions&lt;br /&gt;Time has come to make a new dreams&lt;br /&gt;Time has come to live life alone&lt;br /&gt;Time has come to say she will be mine&lt;br /&gt;Time has come to wait for the perfect time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Future&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time will come when I will be me&lt;br /&gt;Time will come when she will be fine&lt;br /&gt;Time will come when I will ask time to buy time&lt;br /&gt;Time will come when I will be lookin for my life&lt;br /&gt;Time will come when I will say its a good bye time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5309651014803441212-7026417987898341008?l=livelifebyown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livelifebyown.blogspot.com/feeds/7026417987898341008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5309651014803441212&amp;postID=7026417987898341008' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5309651014803441212/posts/default/7026417987898341008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5309651014803441212/posts/default/7026417987898341008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livelifebyown.blogspot.com/2008/04/artefact.html' title='Artefact...'/><author><name>Pubyaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06500862594768442883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5309651014803441212.post-6675845602859376718</id><published>2008-04-14T19:22:00.006+05:30</published><updated>2008-04-14T21:05:56.022+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Friend of mine</title><content type='html'>I think I have changed a lot,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People says you never get angry,&lt;br /&gt;Is this what I wanted, This I never wanted to be,&lt;br /&gt;People says sometimes you behave ...... upexpectedly&lt;br /&gt;Is this what I ever wished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lookin back into the life&lt;br /&gt;And counting.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never wish to be same&lt;br /&gt;I never want to be alone&lt;br /&gt;I always want to be someone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I wish I could turn back time&lt;br /&gt;To find...&lt;br /&gt;what I have lost&lt;br /&gt;what I wish I could have&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now I have changed&lt;br /&gt;I want to be me..... alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will beg and plea&lt;br /&gt;fall to my knees&lt;br /&gt;To find.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loneliness in my life&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5309651014803441212-6675845602859376718?l=livelifebyown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livelifebyown.blogspot.com/feeds/6675845602859376718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5309651014803441212&amp;postID=6675845602859376718' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5309651014803441212/posts/default/6675845602859376718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5309651014803441212/posts/default/6675845602859376718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livelifebyown.blogspot.com/2008/04/friend-of-mine.html' title='Friend of mine'/><author><name>Pubyaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06500862594768442883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5309651014803441212.post-801333264675787136</id><published>2007-07-07T17:15:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-07-07T19:31:30.669+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Life !!!! Goes On .......</title><content type='html'>Life......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you mean a journey where u gets &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;something&lt;/span&gt; from some one?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK accepted it is a journey......then from where it is started......and where it will end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There might be be many answers for this but as of I know it will end there only from where it has started..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May be I am wrong. May be in a wrong way of my journey but this is what I mean by my life......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is Life then for You?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me it is adhesion of the moments that you remember throught the life.....this moments might be happy one or it may apalled your life....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5309651014803441212-801333264675787136?l=livelifebyown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livelifebyown.blogspot.com/feeds/801333264675787136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5309651014803441212&amp;postID=801333264675787136' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5309651014803441212/posts/default/801333264675787136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5309651014803441212/posts/default/801333264675787136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livelifebyown.blogspot.com/2007/07/life-goes-on.html' title='Life !!!! Goes On .......'/><author><name>Pubyaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06500862594768442883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5309651014803441212.post-1403759231228140820</id><published>2007-05-31T14:06:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2008-04-28T18:05:33.552+05:30</updated><title type='text'>My Resignation Letter</title><content type='html'>From: Praveen Umredkar&lt;br /&gt;To: &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cc: XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX&lt;br /&gt;Subject: Resignation&lt;br /&gt;Importance: High&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XXXXXX,&lt;br /&gt;This mail is to inform that I am going to resign from Syntel Limited with effect from today i.e. April 30, 2007. As of now I would complete all the tasks that have been assigned to me now and over the coming days till I am released with utmost dedication and efficiency.&lt;br /&gt;I shall wholeheartedly assist my replacement in understanding the work and impart domain and business knowledge to the best of my abilities.&lt;br /&gt;I would like to be released on or by May 29, 2007.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks and Regards,&lt;br /&gt;Praveen Umredkar&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5309651014803441212-1403759231228140820?l=livelifebyown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livelifebyown.blogspot.com/feeds/1403759231228140820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5309651014803441212&amp;postID=1403759231228140820' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5309651014803441212/posts/default/1403759231228140820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5309651014803441212/posts/default/1403759231228140820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livelifebyown.blogspot.com/2007/05/my-resignation-letter.html' title='My Resignation Letter'/><author><name>Pubyaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06500862594768442883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5309651014803441212.post-1215631654498092281</id><published>2007-04-26T08:40:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-04-26T09:12:19.349+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Nothing has more Significance</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;What is the meaning of Null/Space? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Is it an absence of presence? Or is it a presence of nothing? Or is it some other thing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;If assumed that it is a presence of nothing then nothing is having a great significance in this case. Nothing signifies more than something. Nothing has more value than anything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;What is nothing is a great question comes in mind? Like that What is one thing? What is something? What is everything? And what is anything? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Everyone in this world is having a great significance of these *things in their life. These things are relative from a person to person. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A common would arrange these things in order as Nothing - One thing - Something - Anything - Everything. But when look in a specific way of life, these order may differ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is written in a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Gita&lt;/span&gt; that earth was evolved from Zero/Nothing. There is start of everything and i.e. nothing. Even Mathematics start from 0 i.e nothing. There is nothing between earth and Sun, and thats why everything in this Earth persist. Even nothing in life has more significance that everything in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If a person having nothing; life has a scope for looking in a one thing, if he achieves &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;onething&lt;/span&gt; her will look for something and then for anything and then for everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing in a life is a base for everything. Everything in a life can't be achieve without nothing,&lt;br /&gt;So nothing has more significance..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5309651014803441212-1215631654498092281?l=livelifebyown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livelifebyown.blogspot.com/feeds/1215631654498092281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5309651014803441212&amp;postID=1215631654498092281' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5309651014803441212/posts/default/1215631654498092281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5309651014803441212/posts/default/1215631654498092281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livelifebyown.blogspot.com/2007/04/nothing-has-more-significance.html' title='Nothing has more Significance'/><author><name>Pubyaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06500862594768442883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5309651014803441212.post-5439009959999914377</id><published>2007-04-25T20:27:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-05-29T14:35:40.275+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Existence of Faith</title><content type='html'>A question arises in a mind why there is an existence of faith? Why there is hope? What is a difference between faith and hope? Are they the same things?&lt;br /&gt;May be....&lt;br /&gt;They are the same for one or may be different for other one? It may depends on how one's look.&lt;br /&gt;These two are mirror image of each other. One's existence depends upon the other or they are they are the two sides of single coin.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5309651014803441212-5439009959999914377?l=livelifebyown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livelifebyown.blogspot.com/feeds/5439009959999914377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5309651014803441212&amp;postID=5439009959999914377' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5309651014803441212/posts/default/5439009959999914377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5309651014803441212/posts/default/5439009959999914377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livelifebyown.blogspot.com/2007/04/existence-of-faith.html' title='Existence of Faith'/><author><name>Pubyaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06500862594768442883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5309651014803441212.post-4281514400162471577</id><published>2007-04-25T09:55:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-04-25T10:39:34.652+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Conversation with God...</title><content type='html'>Here I am in great dilemma about what to write? What to share?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder how many times I've passed up an opportunity to be used in such a way. "To be used of God to speak, to sing, to pray. To be used of God to show someone the way. I want so much to feel the touch of his consuming fire. To be used of God is my desire."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to sing those words with passion as a teenager, but I was never sure God answered my sung prayer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to remember God when I am trouble. But not at this time I remeber God for no reason.&lt;br /&gt;And yes I am having a conversation with GOD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without beginning, middle or end, of infinite power,of infinite arms, whose eyes are the moon and sun, I see thee, whose face is flaming fire, Burning this whole universe with Thy radiance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the mentor of all living and nonliving egresses in front of my eyes. His Immense Power makes me blind. I was just able to see a great power, power of light, power of all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It all started when I said, "God, please use me!". "Use me as a positive energy for mankind. I want to blaze in fire."&lt;br /&gt;"I am In search of something. Dont know what am searching but will search till cataclysm."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Great starts reply with an emmense power. His each and every words is making a volcanic eruption.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He just said....&lt;br /&gt;"First search what you are searching. Don't just search blindly. You and You are only responsible for You."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With this response the immenes power starts revealing...........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends,&lt;br /&gt;I am still in search of my search. I dont know what, why......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5309651014803441212-4281514400162471577?l=livelifebyown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livelifebyown.blogspot.com/feeds/4281514400162471577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5309651014803441212&amp;postID=4281514400162471577' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5309651014803441212/posts/default/4281514400162471577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5309651014803441212/posts/default/4281514400162471577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livelifebyown.blogspot.com/2007/04/conversation-with-god.html' title='Conversation with God...'/><author><name>Pubyaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06500862594768442883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
