<?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:blogger='http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008' 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-2043441666064515461</id><updated>2024-10-07T09:41:06.156+05:30</updated><category term="City"/><category term="Fun"/><category term="Funny"/><category term="Happy"/><category term="Hindi"/><category term="Life"/><category term="Poem"/><category term="Poetry"/><category term="Sad"/><category term="bicycle"/><category term="pleasure"/><category term="ride"/><title type='text'>BY IDIOTS, FOR IDIOTS</title><subtitle type='html'>Not surprised to see the topic? Yes, not because of the movie. Actually movie has given US a name to choose. Listen world! The Idiots are saying something. So, Don&#39;t be an Stupid; Be an Idiot.&#xa;&#xa;Enjoy Reading and please comment your views!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idiots-adda.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2043441666064515461/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idiots-adda.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Kamal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06596990185234405378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4sqRDdKM8ooqcXtfdmDGtD8xzeGGIUX_dDwmDxf_jj9CO71RZ_MUHcq4oeNLa701grhRBy9Qcf5V6BWgDf4p8BYRip-UTAiVK8W_i2ldruBUE4lx9JTxOWAI43fWhlw/s220/100_0603.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>3</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2043441666064515461.post-3265126228614566116</id><published>2010-01-31T13:24:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2010-01-31T13:39:06.811+05:30</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="City"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Hindi"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Poem"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Poetry"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Sad"/><title type='text'>Badalte Shahar (A City losing its origin)</title><content type='html'>मौत सस्ती और ज़िन्दगी मंहगी हो गयी है यहाँ&lt;br /&gt;
(Mout sasti aur Zindagi Mahgi ho gayi hai yaha)&lt;br /&gt;
जज्बातों की हर तरफ बोलियाँ लग रही हैं यहाँ ,&lt;br /&gt;
(Zajbato ki har taraf boliyan lag rahi hain yaha)&lt;br /&gt;
अपनों की कौन आवाज़ सुने इस जहाँ में,&lt;br /&gt;
(Apno ki koun awaz sune is jahan me)&lt;br /&gt;
बस चन्द सिक्कों की खनक सुनाई दे रही है यहाँ ,&lt;br /&gt;
(Bas chand sikko ki khanak sunayi de rahi hai yahan)&lt;br /&gt;
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रहनुमा तो आराम से सोये&amp;nbsp;अपने ख्वाबो में ,&lt;br /&gt;
(Rahnuma to aaram se soye apne apne khwabo me)&lt;br /&gt;
उन्हें क्या पता कितनी मौते कांप कांप हुई हैं यहाँ,&lt;br /&gt;
(Unhe kya pata kitni moute kaanp kaanp hui hai yaha)&lt;br /&gt;
उनकी हर ख़ुशी&amp;nbsp;में जश्न हुए तमाम सब ,&lt;br /&gt;
(Unki har khusi me jashn hue tamam sab)&lt;br /&gt;
हम अर्थी उठाने को कंधे तलाश करते रहे हैं यहाँ ,&lt;br /&gt;
(ham arthi uthane ko kandhe talash karte rahe hain yaha)&lt;br /&gt;
हम पागल हैं जो&amp;nbsp;जज्बे&amp;nbsp;और&amp;nbsp;ईमान की बातें करते हैं&lt;br /&gt;
(Ham pagal hain jo Zajbe aur Iman ki baat karte hain)&lt;br /&gt;
वो सयाने थे , इसीलिए रहनुमा बने बैठे हैं यहाँ ,&lt;br /&gt;
(Wo sayane the isliye Rahnuma bane baithe hain yaha)&lt;br /&gt;
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सोचा था कोई तो हमसफ़र बने इस बेगाने शहर में ,&lt;br /&gt;
(Socha tha koi to Hamsafar bane is begane shahar me)&lt;br /&gt;
पर अजनबी आये थे , अजनबी ही रह गए हैं यहाँ ,&lt;br /&gt;
(Par Aznabi aaye the Aznabi hi rah gaye hain yaha)&lt;br /&gt;
सुना था&amp;nbsp;कि&amp;nbsp;इस शहर की फिजाओं&amp;nbsp;में मुहब्बत थी&lt;br /&gt;
(Suna tha ki is shahar ki Fizaon me muhabbat thi)&lt;br /&gt;
शायद&amp;nbsp;रही&amp;nbsp;होगी&amp;nbsp;पर, &amp;nbsp;अब मौसम&amp;nbsp;बदल गए हैं यहाँ&lt;br /&gt;
(Shayad rahi hogi par ab mousam badal gaye hain yaha)</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idiots-adda.blogspot.com/feeds/3265126228614566116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://idiots-adda.blogspot.com/2010/01/badalte-shahar-city-losing-its-origin.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2043441666064515461/posts/default/3265126228614566116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2043441666064515461/posts/default/3265126228614566116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idiots-adda.blogspot.com/2010/01/badalte-shahar-city-losing-its-origin.html' title='Badalte Shahar (A City losing its origin)'/><author><name>Kamal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06596990185234405378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4sqRDdKM8ooqcXtfdmDGtD8xzeGGIUX_dDwmDxf_jj9CO71RZ_MUHcq4oeNLa701grhRBy9Qcf5V6BWgDf4p8BYRip-UTAiVK8W_i2ldruBUE4lx9JTxOWAI43fWhlw/s220/100_0603.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2043441666064515461.post-5743411735649397035</id><published>2010-01-30T13:31:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-01-30T13:31:19.580+05:30</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="bicycle"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Fun"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="pleasure"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="ride"/><title type='text'>The Bicycle Saga</title><content type='html'>Hello all,&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;It seems you all are having a very great time. I am here to entertain you by saga of my old bicycle. Be all ear, it&#39;s a true story (not like News Channels&#39; true story). Actually, I am a proud owner of a Hercules bicycle. When I was in school, it was my greatest treasure. But since I had left college, it is parked in lawn, useless because no one to inherit it. I felt a bit uneasy to see my favorite bicycle full of dust and most of all I wanted to see it rocking the roads again. Last night, I decided that it&#39;s time now to sell it. I visited a bicycle repair shop and asked him that if he can buy it? He agreed and told me to take it to him. I came home and dusted it off, washed it and when I was done, I was amazed to see it. It was shining like it was always before. I rode it to the shop and really it was fun, really different, like meeting an old friend. Even the shopkeeper was impressed by watching an old bicycle in this condition. He told me that he had found a customer and started to repair the bicycle (You know things like Oil, air etc). It was the climax and twist was sure to come :-). When he was done, I asked him how much? Paid the repairing money and rode back to my love. It was total madness and I was enjoying it. I visited old school friends with it and we all took our bicycles and next moment; we were off to the Company Garden.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;I have just come home and definitely my body is not appreciating 20 KM bicycle ride at all. I am damn tired and going to sleep right now. But you know what? This ride has given me ultimate pleasure and lots of pain (what a pair). This is the happiness, the joy, I was talking about.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;Live Life King Size ....Bye&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idiots-adda.blogspot.com/feeds/5743411735649397035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://idiots-adda.blogspot.com/2010/01/bicycle-saga.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2043441666064515461/posts/default/5743411735649397035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2043441666064515461/posts/default/5743411735649397035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idiots-adda.blogspot.com/2010/01/bicycle-saga.html' title='The Bicycle Saga'/><author><name>Kamal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06596990185234405378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4sqRDdKM8ooqcXtfdmDGtD8xzeGGIUX_dDwmDxf_jj9CO71RZ_MUHcq4oeNLa701grhRBy9Qcf5V6BWgDf4p8BYRip-UTAiVK8W_i2ldruBUE4lx9JTxOWAI43fWhlw/s220/100_0603.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2043441666064515461.post-69771693558744402</id><published>2010-01-30T05:00:00.011+05:30</published><updated>2010-01-30T08:37:55.653+05:30</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Funny"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Happy"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Life"/><title type='text'>Secrets of Happy Life</title><content type='html'>Good morning friends,&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;You must be wondering that if this person is mad ? I mean you have got a reason to think that; because in early morning, when half of people are sleeping while other half are pretending to sleep more, I m sitting with a PC to pour out Secrets of Happy Life. It&#39;s weird, isn&#39;t it? You know even I don&#39;t know that what is a Happy Life, but I am living it. &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;Have you ever woke up early only to see the beauty of rising sun?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; 95% answers will be NO, because who have time for it ? But let me ask you one question? While riding a bike or car, Do you get time for refueling? You will say that it&#39;s a part of riding itself because Motor will not work without fuel. Take it exactly as your life; We don&#39;t need extra time to refuel our life, It&#39;s a part of our life itself. But we ignore the little happiness in worry of bigger ones, and at the end of the day we are left with nothing but tension and regrets. Just try it, it&#39;s not a principle of any book, it&#39;s principle of an Happy Life. I am sure you will forgive me for ruining your morning and giving long lectures.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Just live every moment of your life and be Happy for it that you even exist :-) . Do tell me about your experiences, till I go and buy some vegetables. (Actually Happy life is all about Delecious Food :-)&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;Bye&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;शुभ प्रभात !!&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idiots-adda.blogspot.com/feeds/69771693558744402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://idiots-adda.blogspot.com/2010/01/secrets-of-happy-life.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2043441666064515461/posts/default/69771693558744402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2043441666064515461/posts/default/69771693558744402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idiots-adda.blogspot.com/2010/01/secrets-of-happy-life.html' title='Secrets of Happy Life'/><author><name>Kamal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06596990185234405378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4sqRDdKM8ooqcXtfdmDGtD8xzeGGIUX_dDwmDxf_jj9CO71RZ_MUHcq4oeNLa701grhRBy9Qcf5V6BWgDf4p8BYRip-UTAiVK8W_i2ldruBUE4lx9JTxOWAI43fWhlw/s220/100_0603.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry></feed>