tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29947610736947123192023-11-15T23:23:17.564+05:30My Experiences On EarthAkankshAhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08627403366696724638noreply@blogger.comBlogger11125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2994761073694712319.post-87228444717149876572010-04-10T15:41:00.002+05:302010-04-10T15:51:05.632+05:30Happy New Year 2010 - Part 2<p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new';color:#FF0000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><b></b></span></span></p><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new';color:#FF0000;"><b><p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "><b></b></span></p><b><p class="MsoNormal" style="display: inline !important; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;">Hello again..</span></p></b><p></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "><b></b></span></p><b><p class="MsoNormal" style="display: inline !important; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;">Okie so its been more then 30 days since we closed our eyes for 30 seconds.. hehe.. nyways what did you see… Whats your resolution for the year ? How do you imagine yourself on 31</span><sup><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;">st</span></sup><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"> Dec 2010?</span></p></b><p></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;">Did you see yourself actualizing your dreas.. getting admission into your dream college,, IIMs anyone ?? getting that much awaited role or rather designation or is it hike ? Some of you might have visualized themselves as more fit and healthy, some may have joined some new institute, working for your dream company - new job, traveling to your favorite holiday destination etc etc The list of our dreams is endless…. And it should be also, no I mean it.. When we dream and visualize them - the probability of achieving them increases manifold.</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;">When I closed my eyes, I saw smiles everywhere…. I saw everyone I met, met me with a smile…. My heart took me to my dreamland or was it heaven, here everyone is busy, living life to the fullest {</span>L<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;">ive </span>I<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;">t </span>F<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;">or </span>E<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;">ver}.. I just want to distribute happiness and smiles to those in destitute..</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;">I am sure somewhere deep in your heart, even you feel this way…. Don’t you ? cmon, I can see your nodding head… ;) So this is what we want.. now lets see how can we achieve it… talking in professional language – lets draw an implementation plan.</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;">But before that, a have a small story to tell you.. in fact its not a story, it’s the situational dilemma we encounter every day….</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><u><i>Situation:</i></u> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"><i>The vehicle in which you are travelling for your routine travel is suddenly stopped. It’s a traffic signal and a small kid from nowhere appeared next to you.. He is trying to persuade you to shell out some bucks. Yes he is begging – begging for food or money, on pretext of being hungry since days..</i></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;">What do you do in such a situation?</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><i>Action 1</i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"><i> -</i></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"><i> Lift up window glass button to roll up the glass or simply turn around to stare at red light or look at the vehicles nearby.</i></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"><i>Your mind attempts to convince your heart “Good, you did not give money to the kiddo, discourage begging. One day his parents shall realize that all he needs is books, toys and not the small broken bowl to beg”</i></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><i><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span>Harsh Reality:</i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"><i> Unfortunately neither the kid nor his parents understand our far sightedness, he cribs and moves ahead to the next vehicle in anticipation of optimism.</i></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"><i><b>Action 2</b> - </i></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"><i>You opened your wallet, found a Rs 2 coin, you gave the coin to the kid.<o:p></o:p></i></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"><i>This time your heart attempts to convince your mind “Good, you gave money to the kiddo, he is hungry and now he can go and have food.”</i></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><i>Harsh Reality:</i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"><i> The money you gave will get passed on to his parents and he will again continue the same story next day.</i></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"><i> </i></span></o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;">Irrespective of weather we give money or not, our target is not met.. Kid does not get to eat food or smile back at you… is this the reason why they say that even money can’t buy happiness??</span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"><br /></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;">But I quote that whoever said money can’t buy happiness, perhaps did not knew what true happiness is…. Confused ?? ok… here comes a third Action which one can take - <o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"> </span></o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal">Action 3<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"> - </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;">You opened the case of your vehicle or may be your bag… took out a toffee and handed it over to the kid.</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;">You did not do any thing new, instead of giving money you gave him something which he likes… and to all the money conscious people – a toffee in India costs just 50 paise, even today.<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in"><o:p><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"> </span></o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><i>Pleasant Reality:</i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"> The kid opens the toffee immediately, and puts it in his mouth… I can say it with 200% surety that he will smile back at you and you will always be remembered with happiness in his memories…<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"> </span></o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;">No this is not some theory that I am preaching.... I am following it since past few months and my experiences have been heavenly wonderful. Just as you, I also do not promote beggary but when I roll out the glass in front of a beggar, my heart cries out, and criticizes me of not returning back my share to society and mankind. I feel disgusted for not bringing smile on those impoverished faces, begging in front of me. Just because today God has blessed me with materialistic pleasures and intelligence to understand the negativity begging brings, I can not percept myself as GOD. <o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"> </span></o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;">Well this is my way, this is my style.. and I shared it with you all in anticipation that you may like it….. I am not sure how far have I succeeded to put forth my idea and how much did you like it but I urge you that do give this a consideration… <o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"> </span></o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;">N yeah do not forget to share your thoughts with me. I am eagerly waiting for your reaction.<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"> </span></o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;">Do Take Utmost Care of yourself as you are very precious.<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"> </span></o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;">Keep that 1000 watt smile on ..! {always}<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"> </span></o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;">Cheers<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;">AkankshA<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"> </span></o:p></p></b></span><p></p>AkankshAhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08627403366696724638noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2994761073694712319.post-76812797797182168092010-03-03T15:03:00.005+05:302010-03-03T15:52:04.396+05:30Happy New Year 2010 - Part 1<p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new';color:#FF0000;"><b></b></span></p><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new';color:#FF0000;"><b><p class="MsoNormal">Haaaaaaaapppppppppppy New Year 2010….<o:p></o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;">{I agree that its already been more then 60 days past new year, but I can owe the delay of this post to my work.. So much to do with so little time. . nyways I am not gonna crib about it.. better late then never :) }<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"><br /></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"> 2010..<o:p></o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;">Another year added up in the count of our stay of being alive…<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;">Another year that promise us some more vivid experiences on earth..<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;">New Year celebrations, viewing the making and breaking of our resolutions…<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;">Days that will vouch for happier times and elated surroundings..<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;">Hours, that may witness the shadow of gloominess…<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;">Lips that will stretch wide in momentary joys with ebullition…<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;">Eyes bidding adieu to its pearl in extreme moments.. etc etc<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"></p><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"><br /></span></div> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"><o:p></o:p></span><p></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><i>Another year being presented as unpredictable but yet seems so friendlier…</i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"><o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"><br /><br /></span> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"><o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;">I sincerely hope wish and pray to almighty that 2010 give us the vision we all need to actualize our dreams…. Amen<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;">Lets close our eyes for 3 minutes, and try to visualize how we would like us to be on 31st Dec 2010… seems weird to imagine future but lets do it….fun of life is in doing weird things.. isn’t it… ok ok eyes closed and direct your mind or heart (whichever dominates in your case) to take you to 31st Dec 2010.<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"><br /><br /></span> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"><o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal">what did you see?<o:p></o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span>.. to be continued..</span><o:p></o:p></p></b></span><p></p>AkankshAhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08627403366696724638noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2994761073694712319.post-68059908786458017632009-09-20T23:28:00.004+05:302009-09-22T22:45:17.834+05:30Vernika Decides to Die<div align="justify"><span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;">Hello hiye, </span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"><br /></div></span><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;">Good Evening..!!<br /><br />Sunday will be over in just few minutes and this time I have spent the whole weekend at home.. no no I have not become boring but its just that these days I am a lot into thinking / reading mode. A lot many things happening around and I am just trying to keep pace with them. </span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"><br />Last week, I finally got the opportunity to read Veronika Decides to Die by Paulo Coelho. I have been searching that book since long and finally when I got it in my office library, I was overwhelmed. It took me 4 days to finish the 200+ page story. How much do I long for more free time in office :(<br /><br />Anyways, as always it’s just another master piece of Paulo. Hats off to him…!! Once again, I am deeply impressed with his writing skills. Sometimes I wander what exactly goes in his mind which makes him think such vivid thoughts and put them wonderfully in words. The book leaves a long lasting impression and I am still floating in those words.<br /><br />The lead of Veronika Decides to Die, Veronika (so obvious) tries to commit suicide and as destiny would have it, she got escaped from death. This book talks about her life’s journey through the remaining days in a mental asylum. Her suicide attempt left her with a weak heart which can stop functioning any moment. Since she knows that she has only few days left, she does all that her heart desires, without thinking of after effects. She knows that she would not be there tomorrow to face the consequences, and hence she lives every moment to the fullest. She expresses her feelings, she smiles, she cries, she does all that she feels is right at the MOMENT.<br /><br />The crux of the novel is that the closer we get to death, the more we realize life’s worth. We don’t value what we have till the time we are on the verge of losing it or we lose it. How ironically true..!!<br /><br />I often wander why so? Why is it that we hide our true self? What stops us from expressing us? Is it the fear of rejection or the fear of not getting an expected reciprocation? Unfortunately, till now, no one could give me a satisfactory answer for this.<br /><br />In any case, aren’t we the losers by keeping our thoughts, our true self to ourselves? No I am not just talking about that peculiar relation of a boy with a girl, it’s wrt each and every person we meet everyday. How often do we tell our parents that we love them, how many times do we tell our siblings that they matter, and do we say our friends that they are the reason behind our smiles. Have you ever told the cook that his culinary skills are behind your filled tummy and smile? Have you thanked your teachers that they made you what you are? Have you expressed your gratitude towards your boss, your team, your colleagues etc? Are you telling your friends that you miss them and those old days?<br /><br />Do you always speak all that you feel or do you choose silence over the words that can make a difference?<br /><br />Unfortunately the answers are not pleasing enough. :(<br /><br />So lets make a pledge today, to speak all that we feel before it gets too late to speak. Lets forget what we should and what we shouldn’t. Our minds do not have the deem required to think. If our heart can feel it then we should be able to word them too.<br /><br />Lets express our true inner self and lets make the day of everyone around us. Lets own their days, oops their moments and smile.<br /><br /><br />Don’t just smile but make others smile too..!!<br /><br />Have a wonderful day ahead,<br /><br />Cheers<br />AkankshA</div></span>AkankshAhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08627403366696724638noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2994761073694712319.post-49595997877651930652009-08-26T16:42:00.014+05:302009-08-26T17:11:00.089+05:30Just Another Day..<div align="justify"><span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;">Hello,<br /><br />Good Evening..!!<br /><br />Last few days I was so engrossed with code snippets, environment documents and other environs that I almost lost connection with my own self. I found myself lost in worldly desires and situations. I was stretching myself, in order to please everyone around. My actions were no more my own, but were influenced or shall I say commanded by people who mattered and even those who were just voyagers like me.</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><br /><br />Mirror showed me a different image,<br />One that wasn't mine<br />Its eyes weren’t sparkling and face was dull as coal.<br /><br />Signs of worries were embedded,<br />On its forehead<br />It did not even evinced my sense of extol.<br /><br />How could that be my reflection?<br />For it isn’t smiling<br />Profusely flowing tears have spread its kohl.<br /><br />It looks like a loser, about to shatter,<br />In its shroud<br />Someone who has rambled, without life’s goal<br /><br />Is it my duplicate, yeah, must be<br />My look alike…<br />Or does this mirror reflects me my own soul.<br /><br /></div></span><p><span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"></span></p><p><span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"></p><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><br /></div></span><p><span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;">The silent dark corners of my room got my stare during those sleepless nights. I was astonished at myself. </span></p><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;">I asked myself, weather the passion to enjoy each moment diminished, died or is it just an illusionary moment? How can I actually become a puppet of surroundings? I am not just a soap bubble blown in the direction of wind about to be burst? I have always written my destiny and will always continue to do so. I am a rising sun and my dawn is bound to come tomorrow & ever & forever…<br /><br />And it did came.... The cycle of dawn and dusks continue to come, the only differnce is i am a sun during dawn and moon during dusk.. I rise high, high, very high... yet to touch the pinnacle.. </span></div><span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"><div align="justify"><br />Life Is Beautiful…!! </div><div align="justify"><br />Keep Smiling,<br />AkankshA<br /></div></span>AkankshAhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08627403366696724638noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2994761073694712319.post-84545085238656239862009-08-10T12:16:00.006+05:302009-08-11T16:32:23.741+05:30Bangaluru and me..<span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;">Hiyeeeeeee, </span>
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<br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">Well, i had been quite busy with work of late :( . I even travelled to bangalore for two weeks and no, i am not really happy about that. For a mice like me, staying away from family is like a fish staying away from water. But it was the demand of the hour and my work, so i had to agree and leave my dear delhi and my life, my family, my friends behind and fly to a new nest for few days.</span></span><span style="font-family:courier new;">
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<br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">Here comes my experience at Bangalore, which ironically was exactly opposite of what I had expected… May be because I had no time to roam around and see the actual bangaluru and all I saw were few software engineers, trying to get their bugs fixed.. </span></span>
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<br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">In this silicon vally of india,</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:courier new;">No one stops for rest and relief.</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:courier new;">Everyone seems so engrossed,</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:courier new;">I wander, when do they breath.</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:courier new;">
<br /></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:courier new;">Concrete roads are fully loaded,</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:courier new;">Audibility confines to horn's sound.</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:courier new;">All i can see here is, these robotics,</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:courier new;">Expressionless faces moving around.</span></div><div align="center">
<br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">People here are the busiest,</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:courier new;">A smile is not free anymore.</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:courier new;">Those elated moments of life,</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:courier new;">Are lost in my days of yore.</span></div><div align="center">
<br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">Take me away from here,</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:courier new;">For I have nothing left to do.</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:courier new;">I am all alone here, with me,</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:courier new;">My solitude has left me too. </span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:courier new;">
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<br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">This Bangalore trip is now buried down in my memory lane. And after being back to Delhi, with my family I feel resurrected. </span>
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<br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">Looking back at my trip today, i do miss some bits of bangalore in delhi. The amazing weather and the wonderfull empire juice shop of EGL food court have taken my heart away. </span>
<br /><p><span style="font-family:Courier New;"></span> </p><p><span style="font-family:Courier New;">Also the solitude of bangalore gave me the oppurtunity to know myself better, To stop for a while and observe the surroundings, To live each moment with passion driven by heart. The small time slot left was enough for me to catch up few books and analyse the worldly situations too. </span></p><span style="font-family:courier new;">So just stay tuned for my views on my latest reading list. ..
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<br /></span></span><span style="color:#ff0000;"></span></span></span><span style="color:#ff0000;"></span></span><span style="color:#ff0000;"></span></span><span style="color:#ff0000;"></span>AkankshAhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08627403366696724638noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2994761073694712319.post-28245368803270184532009-06-14T01:46:00.004+05:302009-06-14T02:06:27.428+05:30KASH....!!<span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" ></span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" >Hi guys,</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" >In GITA, Lord Krishna enlightened his disciple Arjuna with the deepest secret of living life:</span><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;" >“Karmanye Vadhikaraste, Ma Phaleshu Kadachana"</span><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;font-family:courier new;" >Perform the task at hand whole heartedly and do not anticipate the future.</span><br /><br /></div><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" ><br />But how many of us do actually implement this in our life? How many times do we live for the moment? How often do we get driven by our own selfish demeanor? How frequently do we succeed in separating our today from tomorrow’s shadow and enjoy the present.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" ><br /><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" >Retrospection of our own past would exhibit occasions when our actions were dependent on desired future. Moments of life which we just survived through, instead of living this exquisite gift of GOD. Those are the times which bring KASH (“I wish”) in our life. Kash, we would have decided to live those moments as well, without worrying about future.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" > </span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" >I always strive hard to preclude the existence of KASH in my life. I never regret. I strongly believe that Life is all about living and not surviving - to live each moment to the fullest and create memories to cherish forever. To touch the heart of everyone I meet and make their day by making them feel, how much special they are.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" > </span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" >Let’s live life independent of past and future considerations. We don’t know what surprises tomorrow has in store for us - it could be as bad as the recession phase that we are going through or it could be as good as winning a jackpot. But we know what we can do today to make ourselves happy. So, do what you know and smile.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" ></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" > Lets LIVE in present and revel life..!!</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" >A life lived in moments would eliminate Kash from your life. By choosing and living in present you will get all the happiness and peace that you have been looking for. We choose our present and bring good and bad times in it. No one can make you upset till the time you allow that person to have that effect on you. No one can hurt you until you yourself give him/her the privilege to do so. Similarly nothing can bring happiness in your life, until you feel happy with that. Those joyous moments of life are chosen and brought by you only. Quite strange but quite true.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" ></span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" >We walk through the journey of life alone but give everyone a remote to operate us. To control our moods - to make us angry or happy or even to make us cry. How weird it is that - A stranger who just overtook your car wrongly, whom you have never seen before and whose name is also unknown to you can make you angry and spoil your day. Anyone and Everyone, who crosses your path, can treat you like a toy without any force. Think about it.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" ></span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" >It’s your life and you get only one chance to live it. So just bury all the regrets (Kash’s) (if any) you have so far, and start afresh. Visit all the places you want, Learn all the things you desire, Meet all the people you like, Revive those lost friendships, Do all that you have been willing for, Listen to your Heart, Love your surroundings and above all Love Yourself. So that at any moment when you look back to your life, you can claim that you have lived as you wanted and you have NO Regrets in life..! Your have cherished the gift of almighty.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" >Always remember <span style="font-weight: bold;">“I am WhaT I am & WhaT I WanT to BE”.</span></span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" ><br />Another gem out of my poem’s diary <span style="font-weight: bold;">::</span></span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" ></span><div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" ><span style="font-family: courier new;font-size:130%;" >SMILE</span><br /><br />When sorrow puts you down or evil comes your way,</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" >When life looks gloomy and you get astray.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" > </span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" >When you feel lament and have a thirst for tears,</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" >Don't get disheartened and stop making blares.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" > </span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" >These clouds of dismay if you want to hide,</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" >Then just stretch your lips a little more wide.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" > </span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" >Give a smile to yourself and the world around,</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" >Feel the elation in you as well in surround.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" > </span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" >Sorrows are dew drops and smile morning sun,</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" >Power of light will surely make you stun.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" > </span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" >So do smile my dear, today tomorrow and forever,</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" >It will give you pleasure in your future endeavor.</span><br /></div><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" ></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" > </span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" >Live your life without KASH..!! </span><br /><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" >EnjoY EacH MomenT & KeeP SmilinG</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" >AkankshA</span>AkankshAhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08627403366696724638noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2994761073694712319.post-13737504416722084202009-06-02T12:12:00.005+05:302009-06-02T14:07:07.672+05:30एक बार पुनः<span style="font-family:courier new;"><span style="color:#ff0000;"><span class="">Hi,</span></span></span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;"><span style="color:#ff0000;"><span class=""></span></span></span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;"><span style="color:#ff0000;">Today i was just browing through old mails, and found my old poems diary... thought about sharing it with you all....so here comes one pearl out of the ocean...</span></span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;"><span style="color:#ff0000;"><span class=""></span></span></span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;"><span style="color:#ff0000;">I wrote this poem when i was around 10-12 years old.... Saw almighty in dream one day and captured it in words.... for forever</span></span><br /><br /><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:courier new;"><span style="color:#ff0000;"><strong><span class=""></span></strong></span></span></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:courier new;"><span style="color:#ff0000;"><strong>एक बार पुनः</strong><br /></div></span></span><span style="font-family:courier new;"><span style="color:#ff0000;"><div align="center"><br />छाया था चहुँ ओर अँधेरा, जाने क्यूँ भय मुक्त थी मैं<br />खुली हुई थी पलकें मेरी यधपि, सुप्त थी मैं </div><div align="center"><br /></span></span><span style="font-family:courier new;"><span style="color:#ff0000;">पलकों की कतारों <span class="">पर,</span> जागी थी नीर प्यास<br />तोड़ हृदय की कैद <span class="">को, </span>घट घट मैं हुआ तेरा वास<br /></div><span class=""></span></span></span><div align="center"><br /></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:courier new;"><span style="color:#ff0000;">तू ही आया नज़र <span class="">मुझे, </span>जहाँ भी गयी दृष्टी<br />तेरा साया लग रही <span class="">थी, </span>मुझको यह संपूर्ण सृष्टि </span></span></div><span style="font-family:courier new;"><span style="color:#ff0000;"><div align="center"><br />तेरी समक्षता का <span class="">यकीन, </span>दिया था दिल ने मुझे<br />अंतर्मन की रूह ने <span class="">भी, </span>महसूस किया था तुझे<br /></div><span class=""></span><br /><br /><div align="center">अश्रू मोती नयन बंधन <span class="">से, </span>मुक्त हो गए बिखर<br />अधरों की मुस्कान <span class="">ने, </span>छूआ सर्वोच्च शिखर </div><div align="center"><br />शब्द नहीं थे लब पर, मगर चाह थी कहने की<br />थम गया था वक़्त भी <span class="">वहीँ,</span> छोड़ खूं बहने की </div><div align="center"><span class="">खूं</span> - आदत /habit in urdu</div><br /><br /><div align="center">तेरे समीप आयी थी <span class="">मैं,</span> अनेक प्रश्नों को लिए<br />गले लगी थी जब <span class="">तेरे, </span>मेरे आंसू धरा ने पिए </div><br /><br /><div align="center">चूमा था मस्तक को <span class="">तुने, </span>देकर आर्शीवाद कई<br />वचन दिया था संग <span class="">रहोगे, </span>दिखाओगे राहें नयी </div><div align="center"><br />मगर अचानक हुआ यह <span class="">क्या, </span>उजाला उजाला छा गया<br />मिटाने इस अन्धकार <span class="">को, </span>शायद सूर्ये आ गया </div><div align="center"><br />सूर्ये के स्वागत हेतु <span class="">मैंने, </span>बिछा दी अपनी पलके<br />मगर यह क्या, क्यूँ फिर से यह नयन मेरे छलके </div><br /><br /><div align="center">निगाहें गयीं हर दिशा में, मगर नज़र नहीं आया<br />तुझे तलाशा हर ओर <span class="">मैंने, </span>मगर कहीं नहीं पाया </div><div align="center"><br />शायद देख रही थी स्वपन , मैं जागती आँख से<br />छू रही थी आसमान <span class="">को, </span>पेड़ की शाख से </div><div align="center"><br />खवाब था हकीकत <span class="">नहीं, </span>अक्ल दोहराती रही<br />तनहा हैं राहें <span class="">सभी,</span> मुझको समझाती रही </div><br /><br /><div align="center">मैं नहीं जानती खवाब था <span class="">वो, </span>या हकीकत का अर्श<br />है याद मुझे अब भी <span class="">मगर, </span>तेरा वो स्पर्शः </div><br /><br /><div align="center">गर था वो खवाब कोई, तो क्यूँ है मुझको तेरा अहसास<br />और अगर थी वो हकीकत, तो क्यूँ नहीं तू मेरे पास </div><br /><br /><div align="center"><br />ऊतर इन प्रश्नों का मुझको</div><div align="center">दिल ने बस यही दिया <span class="">है,</span><br />एक बार पुनः तुमको पाकर<br />मैंने तो खो दिया है..<br /></div><br /><br /><div align="center"></div><br /><br /><div align="center"></div><br /><br /><div align="left">Have a gr8 day </div><div align="left">&</div><div align="left">Keep Smiling Alwayzzz</div><div align="left">AkankshA </div></span></span>AkankshAhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08627403366696724638noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2994761073694712319.post-67529369870673110172009-05-31T19:25:00.003+05:302009-05-31T21:03:38.037+05:30I aM nOt YouR FrIeNd IF......<span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" >Hi Guys,</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" >Its SUNday evening, weekend is almost over.. :( Monday morning blues have started showing their existence...... uuanh somehow normal office-home routine does not inspire me anymore... need some change... </span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" >Well, All my friends were busy so spent the whole weekend at home, apart from drives in my white elephant(car dear :p) with mom ;) ... Finally, I also got time to tune my guitar, broke two of its strings and tried my hands at few chords as well.... long forgotten.. </span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" >Today, I had an argument with a friend, & i ended up asking myself what exactly are friends to me and who exactly is my friend.... </span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" >Here comes the reply for you all too......</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" > I AM NOT YOUR FRIEND IF.....</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" >you have to think before you speak to me!</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" >I AM NOT YOUR FRIEND IF.....</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" >my presence ever makes you feel uncomfortable!</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" >I AM NOT YOUR FRIEND IF.....</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" >you have to thank me for everything i do for you!</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" >I AM NOT YOUR FRIEND IF.....</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" >you have to say sorry for everything that you don't do!</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" >I AM NOT YOUR FRIEND IF.....</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" >you have to ask me for favors!</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" >I AM NOT YOUR FRIEND IF.....</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" >you think i would not be curious to know your new philosophy of life!</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" >I AM NOT YOUR FRIEND IF.....</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" >you go by what i say and do not understand what i don't say!</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" >I AM NOT YOUR FRIEND IF.....</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" >you think that listening to your dreams would put me to sleep!</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" >I AM NOT YOUR FRIEND IF.....</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" >you think that seeing you in pain, would not bring a tear to me!</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" >I AM NOT YOUR FRIEND IF.....</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" >you think I do not remember the first time we met!</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" >I AM NOT YOUR FRIEND IF.....</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" >you don't see the thousand ways I try to make you happy!</span><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" >KeeP Smiling Alwazzzzzzzz</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" >AkankshA</span>AkankshAhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08627403366696724638noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2994761073694712319.post-87626925883978100692009-05-27T21:45:00.002+05:302009-05-27T21:53:58.207+05:30WoRtH A LoT<span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: courier new;">Everyone must read this..... Its awesome and amazingly true.....</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: courier new;">In a brief conversation, a man asked a woman he was pursuing the question.... .. </span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: courier new;">"What kind of man are you looking for?" </span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: courier new;"><br />She sat quietly for a moment before looking him in the eye and said :</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: courier new;">"Do you really want to know?" </span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: courier new;"><br />Reluctantly, he said, "Yes." </span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: courier new;">She began to expound... As a woman in this day and age, I am in a position to </span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: courier new;">ask a man what he can do for me that I can't do for myself.<br /><br />I pay my own bills. </span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: courier new;">I take care of my household without the help of any man. I am in the position to </span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: courier new;">ask, "What can you bring to the table?" </span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: courier new;">The man looked at her. Clearly he thought that she was referring to money. </span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: courier new;">She quickly corrected his thought and stated, </span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: courier new;">"I am not referring to money. I need something more. </span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: courier new;">I need a man who is striving for perfection in every aspect of life." </span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: courier new;"><br />He sat back in his chair, folded his arms, and asked her to </span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: courier new;">explain. </span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: courier new;">She said : </span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: courier new;">" I am looking for someone who is striving for perfection mentally </span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: courier new;">because I need conversation and mental stimulation. </span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: courier new;">I don't need a simple-minded man. "</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: courier new;">" I am looking for someone who is striving for perfection spiritually </span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: courier new;">because I don't need to be unequally yoked... believers </span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: courier new;">mixed with unbelievers is a recipe for disaster. "</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: courier new;">"I need a man who is striving for perfection </span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: courier new;">financially because I don't need a financial burden either. "</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: courier new;">"I am looking for someone </span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: courier new;">who is sensitive enough to understand what I go through as a woman , </span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: courier new;">but strong enough to keep me grounded. "</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: courier new;">"I am looking for someone who I can respect. In order </span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: courier new;">to be submissive, I must respect him. </span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: courier new;">I cannot be submissive to a man who isn't </span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: courier new;">taking care of his business.<br /><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: courier new;">I have no problem being submissive.. .he just has to </span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: courier new;">be worthy. God made woman to be a helpmate for man. </span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: courier new;">I can't help a man if he can't help himself."</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: courier new;">When she finished her spill, she looked at him. He sat there </span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: courier new;">with a puzzled look on his face. </span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: courier new;">He said, "You're asking a lot." </span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: courier new;">She replied, " I'm worth a lot."</span>AkankshAhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08627403366696724638noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2994761073694712319.post-56866350354314604862009-05-26T10:52:00.002+05:302009-05-26T10:54:11.951+05:30Change<span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;">CHANGE, as people may call it or LIFE as I refer it to, has again proved its existence today. Things I chose to hide behind my self imposed boundary wall, have been graced with light now. The darkness which was my privilege to have has been cut into pieces by the aurora. I bow myself to the invisible. I anticipate this rued state of mind and heart as fugacious and importune him to sail me out. For, I am naïve, primitive as Norah and my ark is not ready to take the storm. I know this era is ceasing but my feet are stoned. The nervous system is sending inaudible messages and my beating heart is syncing along at some drum’s pace.<br /><br />I don’t have courage to leave everything behind and cross to move forward. So here I am standing at the cliff of a falling era and wandering in which direction to abide, to fall or to fly. My shadow is dejected and is trying to escape from the light. I am alone to face this on my face and save my shadow.<br /><br />Its too late to kibosh this and each passing moment is precious now. I have to take a decision; shall I evade, leaving everything I have, and fly for a new horizon or do I stay with me, my identity and my individuality? </span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;">The question is burning and i am left speechless........!!</span>AkankshAhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08627403366696724638noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2994761073694712319.post-59440728544637814622009-05-25T23:05:00.004+05:302009-06-04T22:22:46.289+05:30My First Post<div style="text-align: left; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">Hello,<br /><br />Well, For me, first instance of each and every thing is truly special.. be it first meeting or first look or first smile.. for first impression is the last last impression....<br /><br />Today is my first day with blogging, and i was confused thinking, what should be my first post.... Being a piscean and being poet, i thought i will give this moment to my recent poem..<br /></div><div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"> </div><div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"> </div><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1.5in; text-indent: 0.5in; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); text-align: center;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-size:14;"><br /><o:p></o:p></span></span></p><div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"> </div><p style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); text-align: center; font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" >I am ME</span><br /></span></p><p style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); text-align: center; font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;">I am a free bird flying high,<br /></span></p><p style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); text-align: center; font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;">not confined to any throne.<o:p></o:p></span></p><div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"> </div><p style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); text-align: center; font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;">I don’t live in anyone’s dreams,</span></p><p style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); text-align: center; font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;"> for I have a life of my own..<o:p></o:p></span></p><div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"> </div><p style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); text-align: center; font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;"> </span></p><p style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); text-align: center; font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><o:p></o:p></span></p><div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"> </div><p style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); text-align: center; font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;">I always smile & feel ebullient,</span></p><p style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); text-align: center; font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;"> for I don like tearful eyes.<o:p></o:p></span></p><div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"> </div><p style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); text-align: center; font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;">I am the peaceful silence,</span></p><p style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); text-align: center; font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;"> chucking out roars and cries ..<o:p></o:p></span></p><div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"> </div><p style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); text-align: center; font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></p><p style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); text-align: center; font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;"> <o:p></o:p></span></p><div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"> </div><p style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); text-align: center; font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;">I am impish, me tender,<br /></span></p><p style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); text-align: center; font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;">like twirling waves up and down.<o:p></o:p></span></p><div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"> </div><p style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); text-align: center; font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;">I dodder with my dreams,<br /></span></p><p style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); text-align: center; font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;">On roads of this cemented town..<br /></span></p><p style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); text-align: center; font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;">(even i dint like this match :( can u suggest a better one)<br /></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><o:p></o:p></span></p><div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"> </div><p style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); text-align: center; font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></p><p style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); text-align: center; font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;"> <o:p></o:p></span></p><div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"> </div><p style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); text-align: center; font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;">At dawns, I shine like sun,<br /></span></p><p style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); text-align: center; font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;">my dusks charm with moon.<o:p></o:p></span></p><div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"> </div><p style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); text-align: center; font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;">Everyday is a great day for me</span></p><p style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); text-align: center; font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;"> & each moment is a boon..<o:p></o:p></span></p><div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"> </div><p style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); text-align: center; font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></p><p style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); text-align: center; font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;"> <o:p></o:p></span></p><div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"> </div><p style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); text-align: center; font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;">To all the worries & problems,<br /></span></p><p style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); text-align: center; font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;">I show my big wide smile.<o:p></o:p></span></p><div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"> </div><p style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); text-align: center; font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;">For the atrocities of life, I<br /></span></p><p style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); text-align: center; font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;">request GOD to come for a while..<o:p></o:p></span></p><div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"> </div><p style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); text-align: center; font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></p><p style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); text-align: center; font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;"> <o:p></o:p></span></p><div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"> </div><p style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); text-align: center; font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;">I am happy; I am alive,<br /></span></p><p style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); text-align: center; font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;">though my life has no set goal.<o:p></o:p></span></p><div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"> </div><p style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); text-align: center; font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;">For In this mortal world,<br /></span></p><p style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); text-align: center; font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;">I live in my immortal soul ..<o:p></o:p></span></p><div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"> </div><p style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); text-align: center;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-size:14;"><o:p><br /></o:p></span></span></p><p style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); text-align: center;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-size:14;"><o:p> </o:p></span></span></p><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"> Have a Good day Folks,,,,</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">Cheers</span>AkankshAhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08627403366696724638noreply@blogger.com0