<?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-3547183468580308040</id><updated>2025-08-03T18:22:01.013+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Mere kalam se dosto</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://merekalamsedosto.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547183468580308040/posts/default?redirect=false'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://merekalamsedosto.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547183468580308040/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06627066691125616734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>73</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3547183468580308040.post-7806168558439100313</id><published>2018-09-21T10:31:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2018-09-21T10:31:10.953+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;
कभी कभी सोचता हु की क्यों जिंदगी इतने आसन क्यों नहीं है! क्यों वोह नहीं होता जो हम चाहते है! क्यों जिंदगी इतने इम्तेहान लेती है! क्यों इतना संघर्ष करना पढता है? क्यों हमें दुसरो की चीजें जयादा पसंद आती है! क्यों &amp;nbsp;हम&amp;nbsp;चाह कर भी &amp;nbsp;वह &amp;nbsp;नही &amp;nbsp;कर&lt;br /&gt;
वो सुर्ख लाल गुलाब से लब और तिरछी मदहोश निगाहें ....&lt;br /&gt;
इतने कम फ़ासलों पर तो, मयखाने भी नहीं होते जनाब।&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioniQ2a7NMzGq2qSHQO5jEN-OIKJctSAvAp48IY1D_zbMcou1dJmeqoumoWTsKVQh0O-b60Wi64FhtNQT7sAHl3Dri2k0Ioys55xL5HBwEj5OK3yFvQ87PsL0t_7Qi18DachKLHx_1Jpk/s1600-h/untitled1.bmp&quot;&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252493142280128386&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioniQ2a7NMzGq2qSHQO5jEN-OIKJctSAvAp48IY1D_zbMcou1dJmeqoumoWTsKVQh0O-b60Wi64FhtNQT7sAHl3Dri2k0Ioys55xL5HBwEj5OK3yFvQ87PsL0t_7Qi18DachKLHx_1Jpk/s320/untitled1.bmp&quot; style=&quot;cursor: hand; float: left; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px;&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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It rains in their hearts,&lt;br /&gt;
the drops touching that soil,&lt;br /&gt;
and sending its essence to their souls,&lt;br /&gt;
together they stand and&lt;br /&gt;
feel it on their faces...&lt;br /&gt;
The breeze through the hair,&lt;br /&gt;
and touch of water so tender...&lt;br /&gt;
Everything around dancing and losing themselves,&lt;br /&gt;
in the beauty of their togetherness..&lt;br /&gt;
They smile and look at each other..&lt;br /&gt;
They know this is meant to be..&lt;br /&gt;
The exhileration in their lives,&lt;br /&gt;
the peace in their minds..&lt;br /&gt;
The rain and them...&lt;br /&gt;
Their first rain together,&lt;br /&gt;
When suddenly everything turns green&lt;br /&gt;
and the sky turns blue and white..&lt;br /&gt;
The falling water..the rainbow there...&lt;br /&gt;
The clouds singing with them..&lt;br /&gt;
There are no words said..&lt;br /&gt;
No words heard..&lt;br /&gt;
They will let the nature do the talking..&lt;br /&gt;
They will be there and know&lt;br /&gt;
It is for them..&lt;br /&gt;
See ....they knew&lt;br /&gt;
it is for them..&lt;/div&gt;
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She had this dream of someone singing to her,&lt;br /&gt;
somoeone who wanted to sing to her,&lt;br /&gt;
and be totally excited about it.&lt;br /&gt;
The voice that added magic to the song,&lt;br /&gt;
The voice that makes her melt with every word,&lt;br /&gt;
every tune, every syllable.&lt;br /&gt;
The voice that has that smile,&lt;br /&gt;
that cute little giggle...&lt;br /&gt;
which shows he is blushing&lt;br /&gt;
or is just so happy!&lt;br /&gt;
The voice that makes her forget all that&#39;s sad&lt;br /&gt;
and painful..&lt;br /&gt;
The voice, listening to which she could&lt;br /&gt;
smile the whole day long.&lt;br /&gt;
The voice, that makes the day brighter&lt;br /&gt;
and lets the night go by&lt;br /&gt;
with a velvety touch.&lt;br /&gt;
The voice, without which&lt;br /&gt;
she would lose her sense to appreciate&lt;br /&gt;
to admire, to smile without reasons.&lt;br /&gt;
The voice, that is for her.&lt;br /&gt;
The voice which is&lt;br /&gt;
as exciting as a present in the hands of a two-year old,&lt;br /&gt;
as fresh as a drop of morning dew,&lt;br /&gt;
as pure as that incense in a temple,&lt;br /&gt;
as soothing as the view of the color &quot;amber&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
as refreshing as the morning breeze,&lt;br /&gt;
as vast as that ocean in front of her eyes,&lt;br /&gt;
as open and caring as the heart of a mother,&lt;br /&gt;
and so real that she could reach out and touch...&lt;br /&gt;
The voice that gave her the smile which was awaited,&lt;br /&gt;
the voice that gave that twinkle to her eyes&lt;br /&gt;
and that color to her cheeks....&lt;br /&gt;
The voice, which if loses the cheer in it,&lt;br /&gt;
could make her go against the heavens&lt;br /&gt;
to bring that cheer back.&lt;br /&gt;
The voice with a smile,&lt;br /&gt;
The voice with a soul,&lt;br /&gt;
The voice of her dreams,&lt;br /&gt;
The voice...The song.. The music,&lt;br /&gt;
and... them ........ &lt;/div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
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In the sea shore I walk alone.. at nights...My eyes filled with tears...My lips crushed between my teeth...My hands wrapping myself tightly....My heart crying for its own death....I see no future in front of me...May be I don’t see the one I wished to...It’s hard to get ready for another future...The future where I won’t see you any more...The future where I will forget you completely....Everything around me is empty now...Everything that had had life before...I will look for a shop where I can buy a new heart...This time I will be careful not to let it fall...At least for the one who is not going to catch it..?? I will start a new beginning...I will color myself in a different brush...To hide my pains from others...I won’t let myself get wet in emotions...I’m just afraid to learn about love again ...(this is How LOVE HURT&#39;S)&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;h5&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: normal;&quot;&gt;Ten thousand times I&#39;ve tried&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;font-weight: normal; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
I&#39;ve tried to call you&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;usercontent&quot; style=&quot;font-weight: normal;&quot;&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
I know you wanna talk&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;textexposedshow&quot; style=&quot;font-weight: normal;&quot;&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
I need to show you how I hurt&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: normal;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;textexposedshow&quot; style=&quot;font-weight: normal;&quot;&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
So answer me, talk to me&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;textexposedshow&quot; style=&quot;font-weight: normal;&quot;&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
So answer me, where&#39;s your sympathy?&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;textexposedshow&quot; style=&quot;font-weight: normal;&quot;&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
You pour your salt into my wounds&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;textexposedshow&quot; style=&quot;font-weight: normal;&quot;&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
And make me feel like I&#39;m to blame&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;textexposedshow&quot; style=&quot;font-weight: normal;&quot;&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
You pour your salt into my wounds&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;textexposedshow&quot; style=&quot;font-weight: normal;&quot;&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
I won&#39;t play your game&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;textexposedshow&quot; style=&quot;font-weight: normal;&quot;&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
Obsession&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;textexposedshow&quot; style=&quot;font-weight: normal;&quot;&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
Rejection&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;textexposedshow&quot; style=&quot;font-weight: normal;&quot;&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
Your final breath&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;textexposedshow&quot; style=&quot;font-weight: normal;&quot;&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
Is my possession&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;textexposedshow&quot; style=&quot;font-weight: normal;&quot;&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
Obsession&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;textexposedshow&quot; style=&quot;font-weight: normal;&quot;&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
Rejection&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;textexposedshow&quot; style=&quot;font-weight: normal;&quot;&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
Your final breath&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;textexposedshow&quot; style=&quot;font-weight: normal;&quot;&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
Is now my possession&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;textexposedshow&quot; style=&quot;font-weight: normal;&quot;&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
Ten thousand times I&#39;ve tried&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;textexposedshow&quot; style=&quot;font-weight: normal;&quot;&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
I&#39;ve tried to hate you&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;textexposedshow&quot; style=&quot;font-weight: normal;&quot;&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
Forget your pretty little lies&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;textexposedshow&quot; style=&quot;font-weight: normal;&quot;&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
It&#39;s time for me to make you hurt&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;textexposedshow&quot; style=&quot;font-weight: normal;&quot;&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
So answer me, talk to me&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;textexposedshow&quot; style=&quot;font-weight: normal;&quot;&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
So answer me, where&#39;s your empathy?&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;textexposedshow&quot; style=&quot;font-weight: normal;&quot;&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
You pour your salt into my wounds&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;textexposedshow&quot; style=&quot;font-weight: normal;&quot;&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
And make me feel like I&#39;m to blame&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;textexposedshow&quot; style=&quot;font-weight: normal;&quot;&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
You pour your salt into my wounds&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;textexposedshow&quot; style=&quot;font-weight: normal;&quot;&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
I won&#39;t play your game&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;textexposedshow&quot; style=&quot;font-weight: normal;&quot;&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
Obsession&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;textexposedshow&quot; style=&quot;font-weight: normal;&quot;&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
Rejection&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;textexposedshow&quot; style=&quot;font-weight: normal;&quot;&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
Your final breath&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;textexposedshow&quot; style=&quot;font-weight: normal;&quot;&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
Is my possession&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;textexposedshow&quot; style=&quot;font-weight: normal;&quot;&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
Obsession&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;textexposedshow&quot; style=&quot;font-weight: normal;&quot;&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
Rejection&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;textexposedshow&quot; style=&quot;font-weight: normal;&quot;&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
Your final breath&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;textexposedshow&quot; style=&quot;font-weight: normal;&quot;&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
Is now my possession&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;textexposedshow&quot; style=&quot;font-weight: normal;&quot;&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
Keep pouring salt into my wounds&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;textexposedshow&quot; style=&quot;font-weight: normal;&quot;&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
Keep making me feel like I&#39;m to blame&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;textexposedshow&quot; style=&quot;font-weight: normal;&quot;&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
Keep pouring salt into my wounds&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;textexposedshow&quot; style=&quot;font-weight: normal;&quot;&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
I won&#39;t play your game&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;textexposedshow&quot; style=&quot;font-weight: normal;&quot;&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
So answer me, talk to me&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;textexposedshow&quot; style=&quot;font-weight: normal;&quot;&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
So answer me, where&#39;s your sympathy?&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;textexposedshow&quot; style=&quot;font-weight: normal;&quot;&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
You pour your salt into my wounds&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;textexposedshow&quot; style=&quot;font-weight: normal;&quot;&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
And make me feel like I&#39;m to blame&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;textexposedshow&quot; style=&quot;font-weight: normal;&quot;&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
You pour your salt into my wounds&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;textexposedshow&quot; style=&quot;font-weight: normal;&quot;&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
I won&#39;t play your game&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;textexposedshow&quot; style=&quot;font-weight: normal;&quot;&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
Obsession&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;textexposedshow&quot; style=&quot;font-weight: normal;&quot;&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
Rejection&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;textexposedshow&quot; style=&quot;font-weight: normal;&quot;&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
Your final breath&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;textexposedshow&quot; style=&quot;font-weight: normal;&quot;&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
Is my possession&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;textexposedshow&quot; style=&quot;font-weight: normal;&quot;&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
Obsession&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;textexposedshow&quot; style=&quot;font-weight: normal;&quot;&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
Rejection&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;textexposedshow&quot; style=&quot;font-weight: normal;&quot;&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
Your final breath&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;textexposedshow&quot; style=&quot;font-weight: normal;&quot;&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
Your final breath&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;textexposedshow&quot; style=&quot;font-weight: normal;&quot;&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
I&#39;ve told you before&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;textexposedshow&quot; style=&quot;font-weight: normal;&quot;&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
Your tears don&#39;t fall&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;textexposedshow&quot; style=&quot;font-weight: normal;&quot;&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
I&#39;ve been here before&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;textexposedshow&quot; style=&quot;font-weight: normal;&quot;&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
They crash around me&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h5&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;background: white; color: #333333; font-family: Tahoma; font-size: 10.0pt;&quot;&gt;One of my dear friend wrote this... its clearly shows that how much we are&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Tahoma; font-size: 10pt;&quot;&gt;reliant &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;background: white; color: #333333; font-family: Tahoma; font-size: 10.0pt;&quot;&gt;During the Cold War, if &lt;st1:country-region w:st=&quot;on&quot;&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st=&quot;on&quot;&gt;USA&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; launched a nuke-loaded missile,
Soviet satellites would inform the Soviet army in 3 seconds and in less than 5
seconds Soviet counter-missiles would be on their way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #333333; font-family: Tahoma; font-size: 10.0pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background: white;&quot;&gt;That was their scenario................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background: white;&quot;&gt;NOW INDIA Vs PAKISTAN SCENARIO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background: white;&quot;&gt;If there is a nuclear war between &lt;st1:country-region w:st=&quot;on&quot;&gt;India&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;
and &lt;st1:country-region w:st=&quot;on&quot;&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st=&quot;on&quot;&gt;Pakistan&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;.
The &lt;st1:country-region w:st=&quot;on&quot;&gt;Pakistan&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; army decides to
launch a nuke-missile towards &lt;st1:country-region w:st=&quot;on&quot;&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st=&quot;on&quot;&gt;India&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;.
They don&#39;t&lt;span class=&quot;apple-converted-space&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;textexposedshow&quot;&gt;need any permission from their
government, and promptly order the countdowns.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;textexposedshow&quot;&gt;Indian technology is highly advanced.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;textexposedshow&quot;&gt;In less than 8 seconds, Indian army detects the Pak
Countdown and decides to launch a missile in retribution.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;textexposedshow&quot;&gt;But they need permission from the Government of
India.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;textexposedshow&quot;&gt;They submit their request to the Indian President.
The President forwards it to the Cabinet. The Prime Minister calls an&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;textexposedshow&quot;&gt;emergency Lok Sabha session. The LS meets, but due
to several walkouts and severe protests by the opposition, it gets adjourned
and adjourned indefinitely.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;textexposedshow&quot;&gt;The President asks for a quick decision. In the
mean time, the Pak missile fails to take off due to technical failure. Their
attempts for a re- launch are still on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;textexposedshow&quot;&gt;Just then the Indian ruling party is reduced to a
minority because a party that was giving outside support withdraws it. The
President asks the PM to prove his majority within a week. As the ruling party
fails to win the confidence vote, a caretaker government is installed. The
caretaker PM decides to permit the armed forces to launch a nuclear missile.
But the Election Commission says that a caretaker government can not take such
a decision because elections are at hand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;textexposedshow&quot;&gt;A Public Interest Litigation is filed in the
Supreme Court alleging misuse of power by the Election Commission. The Supreme
Court comes to the rescue of the PM, and says the acting PM is authorized to
take this decision in view of the emergency facing the nation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;textexposedshow&quot;&gt;Just then one of the Pak missiles successfully
takes off, but it falls 367 miles away from the target, on its own government
building at 11.00AM.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;apple-converted-space&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;textexposedshow&quot;&gt;Fortunately, there are no casualties as no employee
has reached the office that early.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;textexposedshow&quot;&gt;In any case, the nuclear core of the missile had
detached somewhere inflight. The &lt;st1:country-region w:st=&quot;on&quot;&gt;Pakistan&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;
army is now trying to get better technologies from &lt;st1:country-region w:st=&quot;on&quot;&gt;China&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;
and &lt;st1:country-region w:st=&quot;on&quot;&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st=&quot;on&quot;&gt;USA&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;textexposedshow&quot;&gt;The Indian Government, taking no chances, decides
to launch a nuclear missile of its own, after convening an all-party meeting.
This time all the parties agree. Its three months since the army had sought
permission.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;textexposedshow&quot;&gt;But as preparations begin,
&quot;pro-humanity&quot;, &quot;anti-nuclear&quot; activists come out against
the Government&#39;s decision.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;textexposedshow&quot;&gt;Human chains are formed and Rasta Rokos organised.
In &lt;st1:state w:st=&quot;on&quot;&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st=&quot;on&quot;&gt;California&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:state&gt;
…..and ……&lt;st1:state w:st=&quot;on&quot;&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st=&quot;on&quot;&gt;Washington&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:state&gt;
, endless e-mails are sent to Indians condemning the government, mentioning
&quot;Please forward it to as many Indians as possible&quot;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;textexposedshow&quot;&gt;On the &lt;st1:country-region w:st=&quot;on&quot;&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st=&quot;on&quot;&gt;Pakistan&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; side, the missiles kept
malfunctioning. Some missiles deviate from target due to technical failures or
high-speed wind blowing over Rajasthan. Many of them land in the &lt;st1:place w:st=&quot;on&quot;&gt;Indian Ocean&lt;/st1:place&gt; killing some fish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;textexposedshow&quot;&gt;A missile (smuggled by &lt;st1:country-region w:st=&quot;on&quot;&gt;Pakistan&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;
from &lt;st1:country-region w:st=&quot;on&quot;&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st=&quot;on&quot;&gt;USA&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;)
is pressed into service. Since the &lt;st1:country-region w:st=&quot;on&quot;&gt;Pakistan&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;
army is unable to understand its software, it therefore hits its original
destination: &lt;st1:country-region w:st=&quot;on&quot;&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st=&quot;on&quot;&gt;Russia&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;st1:country-region w:st=&quot;on&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;textexposedshow&quot;&gt;Russia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;textexposedshow&quot;&gt; successfully intercepts the missile and in retaliation
launches a nuclear missile towards &lt;st1:city w:st=&quot;on&quot;&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st=&quot;on&quot;&gt;Islamabad&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;.
The missile hits the target and creates havoc. &lt;st1:country-region w:st=&quot;on&quot;&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st=&quot;on&quot;&gt;Pakistan&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; cries for help. &lt;st1:country-region w:st=&quot;on&quot;&gt;India&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; expresses deep regrets for what has
happened and sends in a million dollars worth of Parle-G biscuits to &lt;st1:country-region w:st=&quot;on&quot;&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st=&quot;on&quot;&gt;Pakistan&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;textexposedshow&quot;&gt;Thus &lt;st1:country-region w:st=&quot;on&quot;&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st=&quot;on&quot;&gt;India&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; never gets to launch the
missile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;st1:country-region w:st=&quot;on&quot;&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st=&quot;on&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;textexposedshow&quot;&gt;Pakistan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;textexposedshow&quot;&gt; never gets it right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;textexposedshow&quot;&gt;And we live happily since!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;textexposedshow&quot;&gt;JAI HIND&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
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</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://merekalamsedosto.blogspot.com/feeds/9071075946475032875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/3547183468580308040/9071075946475032875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547183468580308040/posts/default/9071075946475032875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547183468580308040/posts/default/9071075946475032875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://merekalamsedosto.blogspot.com/2012/12/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06627066691125616734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEik4huSr9oGFlc0d1hrX4rSO-06HdHmH2q8K5N5lT_P7snpNfXcfz8vjd6mjzLsPBfV2upNMyqFmdT36ZqvqXZiFZA18f1CdV3KhDDu6PDeMtGosWbA9-P-6chrQMhR2CtUoZfh5kHh1OI/s72-c/Capture.PNG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3547183468580308040.post-2940766690112957183</id><published>2012-12-31T18:17:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2012-12-31T18:17:20.306+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhee-qPZfzvsOVC0BPE8Bv2D_nA-JwycgpLI617Wbqa82QybJ67NFGQf7BYM3t09ffmlCO1hL5AXA6m7L2f9FHPNSh80ed0iYp1C_9fLou-V5UJd5nB9yfkBkJYGHASkU18PerY9fqA_1Y/s1600/boylost3.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhee-qPZfzvsOVC0BPE8Bv2D_nA-JwycgpLI617Wbqa82QybJ67NFGQf7BYM3t09ffmlCO1hL5AXA6m7L2f9FHPNSh80ed0iYp1C_9fLou-V5UJd5nB9yfkBkJYGHASkU18PerY9fqA_1Y/s1600/boylost3.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
&lt;b style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;If I came to your doorstep&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;would you welcome me in&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;or would you turn me away&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;in shame?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Would you take me to your&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;family in pride of knowing me?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Or say you have never&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;heard my name?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Would you caress me when we met&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;with open arms or&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;would you hide me away in fear&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;of unknown harms?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;If I beckoned for your love&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;would you open your heart?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;If I asked for your tenderness&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;would you kiss my tears away?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;If I came to you willingly&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;would you give me your love?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;If I whispered I love you,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;what would you say?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;I give my love freely,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;for it is mine to give.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;My love has no possessor.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;My life is mine to live.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
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</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://merekalamsedosto.blogspot.com/feeds/2940766690112957183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/3547183468580308040/2940766690112957183' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547183468580308040/posts/default/2940766690112957183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547183468580308040/posts/default/2940766690112957183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://merekalamsedosto.blogspot.com/2012/12/if-i-came-to-your-doorstep-would-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06627066691125616734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhee-qPZfzvsOVC0BPE8Bv2D_nA-JwycgpLI617Wbqa82QybJ67NFGQf7BYM3t09ffmlCO1hL5AXA6m7L2f9FHPNSh80ed0iYp1C_9fLou-V5UJd5nB9yfkBkJYGHASkU18PerY9fqA_1Y/s72-c/boylost3.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3547183468580308040.post-9201582927691100077</id><published>2012-12-31T18:12:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2012-12-31T18:12:25.262+05:30</updated><title type='text'>A single yellow rose</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
A single yellow rose&lt;br /&gt;
in a crystal vase so clear&lt;br /&gt;
represents the love&lt;br /&gt;
i hold dear.&lt;br /&gt;
Its beauty is very&lt;br /&gt;
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obvious to me.&lt;br /&gt;
For the beauty of this&lt;br /&gt;
one flower&lt;br /&gt;
is much deeper than&lt;br /&gt;
one can see.&#39;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
It says the words that&lt;br /&gt;
are not always simple&lt;br /&gt;
to say.&lt;br /&gt;
It signifies the beauty&lt;br /&gt;
of your true love&lt;br /&gt;
in such a wonderful way.&lt;br /&gt;
A love that is as beautiful&lt;br /&gt;
as the rose you gave to me.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
In that one special moment&lt;br /&gt;
when you chose&lt;br /&gt;
to say &quot;I love You&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
with a single yellow rose.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://merekalamsedosto.blogspot.com/feeds/9201582927691100077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/3547183468580308040/9201582927691100077' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547183468580308040/posts/default/9201582927691100077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547183468580308040/posts/default/9201582927691100077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://merekalamsedosto.blogspot.com/2012/12/a-single-yellow-rose.html' title='A single yellow rose'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06627066691125616734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGqpmWnG8TpUris3InYlff9HN-hQA5cbb_z5iY4C40TYO_94w4XVcmkr7ebAFb1DlwtIUP4ft0JKrwzqigMB2l4gtvCHb-xVEpWvgWllGguQHWp2JhDDUMvj_lwnVr-38blRR40MfxHCo/s72-c/Single_Yellow_Rose.jpg.thumb_400x533.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3547183468580308040.post-3922438296113891747</id><published>2012-10-16T10:18:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2012-10-16T10:18:50.583+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;
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&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaITm3g15lJmo6dsHjstNQWEFg2eab9ADIholv6lIfKcd0A7T8JoTN0VnnFPh2rgbG1cpKD1SxyKITiZag-6NS1PT1wFiJHVX7JEKeRntMlcfg6Ik7yhHLIyO2e0LEQvYKI821VKK609Y/s1600/share-story-love-2-candles-.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; nea=&quot;true&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaITm3g15lJmo6dsHjstNQWEFg2eab9ADIholv6lIfKcd0A7T8JoTN0VnnFPh2rgbG1cpKD1SxyKITiZag-6NS1PT1wFiJHVX7JEKeRntMlcfg6Ik7yhHLIyO2e0LEQvYKI821VKK609Y/s1600/share-story-love-2-candles-.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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हँस ले जरा ,ये आज फिर हँसने की घड़ी है&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
रोने के लिए तेरी सारी उम्र पड़ी है.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
तू ढूढ़ता है क्यों वफ़ा इस दौर में यहाँ&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;ये गुजरी हुई रश्म किताबो में पड़ी है&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
मरने का हौसला है गर तो कर ले इश्क तू&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
वो देख तेरे दर पे आके मौत खड़ी है&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
पुरनम है चाँद और खुशनसीब चांदनी&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
फिर भी मेरी दुनिया ये क्यूँ वीरान पड़ी है&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
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</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://merekalamsedosto.blogspot.com/feeds/3922438296113891747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/3547183468580308040/3922438296113891747' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547183468580308040/posts/default/3922438296113891747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547183468580308040/posts/default/3922438296113891747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://merekalamsedosto.blogspot.com/2012/10/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06627066691125616734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaITm3g15lJmo6dsHjstNQWEFg2eab9ADIholv6lIfKcd0A7T8JoTN0VnnFPh2rgbG1cpKD1SxyKITiZag-6NS1PT1wFiJHVX7JEKeRntMlcfg6Ik7yhHLIyO2e0LEQvYKI821VKK609Y/s72-c/share-story-love-2-candles-.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3547183468580308040.post-4482679780829152600</id><published>2012-01-19T14:01:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2012-01-19T14:01:09.216+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Y.....................</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;Mujhay acha sa lagta hai&lt;br /&gt;
bohot acha sa lagta hai&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
tumhien ko dekhte rehna&lt;br /&gt;
... tumhien ko chahte rehna&lt;br /&gt;
tumhie ko soochte rehna&lt;br /&gt;
tumhie ko sunte rehna&lt;br /&gt;
Mujhay acha sa lagta hai&lt;br /&gt;
bohut acha sa lagta hai&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
bohut gehray khayaloon mein&lt;br /&gt;
jawaboon main sawaloon mein&lt;br /&gt;
mobhabbat kai hawaloon mein&lt;br /&gt;
tumhara naam aaaa jana&lt;br /&gt;
Mujhay acha sa lagta hai&lt;br /&gt;
bohut acha sa lagta hai&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
tumhary sang sang chalna&lt;br /&gt;
wafa ki agg mein jalna&lt;br /&gt;
tumhein naraz kar daina&lt;br /&gt;
kabhi khud rooth bhi jana&lt;br /&gt;
Mujhay acha sa lagta hai&lt;br /&gt;
bohot acha sa lagta hai&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
kabhi iqrar kar laina&lt;br /&gt;
kabhi inkar kar daina&lt;br /&gt;
kabhi aankhon se kuch kehna&lt;br /&gt;
kabhi keh kar mukar jana&lt;br /&gt;
Mujhay acha sa lagta hai&lt;br /&gt;
bohut acha sa lagta hai&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
tumhari berukhi per bhi&lt;br /&gt;
tumhari arzooo karna&lt;br /&gt;
khud apne dil ki dharkan se&lt;br /&gt;
tumharai guftagoo karna&lt;br /&gt;
Mujhay acha sa lagta hai&lt;br /&gt;
bohut acha sa lagta hai&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://merekalamsedosto.blogspot.com/feeds/4482679780829152600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/3547183468580308040/4482679780829152600' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547183468580308040/posts/default/4482679780829152600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547183468580308040/posts/default/4482679780829152600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://merekalamsedosto.blogspot.com/2012/01/y.html' title='Y.....................'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06627066691125616734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3547183468580308040.post-3008105901219457727</id><published>2011-07-20T10:28:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-07-20T10:28:15.647+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Missing u</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYY0sgDIMgBZUqbD03Y-RP1l15yF-vJ58Ve4e9Z8KYjSN41RYDO3p6N4U73DwrgIsVf0R39watTiF4AmSS6YaBpvNGh9k49EQDpREJiPnblNsSNyNRYAnQ8-AzsWHX-tQEBypcYWLSHbk/s1600/missing+u.JPG&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;294&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYY0sgDIMgBZUqbD03Y-RP1l15yF-vJ58Ve4e9Z8KYjSN41RYDO3p6N4U73DwrgIsVf0R39watTiF4AmSS6YaBpvNGh9k49EQDpREJiPnblNsSNyNRYAnQ8-AzsWHX-tQEBypcYWLSHbk/s320/missing+u.JPG&quot; width=&quot;320&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;No words I write can ever say,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;How much I miss you every day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;As time goes by the loneliness grows,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;How I miss you... nobody knows.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;I think of you in silence,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;I often speak your name.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;But all I have are memories,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;And a photo in a frame.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;No one knows my sorrow,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;No one sees me weep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;But the love I have for you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Is in my heart and mine to keep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;I never stopped loving you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;I don&#39;t think I ever will.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Deep inside my heart,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;You are with me still.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Heartaches in this world are many,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;But mine is worse than any.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;My heart still aches as I whisper low,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&quot;I need you... and miss you so.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;The things we feel so deeply,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Are often the hardest things to say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;But I just can&#39;t keep quiet anymore,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;So I&#39;ll tell you anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;There is a place in my heart,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;That no one else can fill.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;I love you... and I always will.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://merekalamsedosto.blogspot.com/feeds/3008105901219457727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/3547183468580308040/3008105901219457727' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547183468580308040/posts/default/3008105901219457727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547183468580308040/posts/default/3008105901219457727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://merekalamsedosto.blogspot.com/2011/07/missing-u.html' title='Missing u'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06627066691125616734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYY0sgDIMgBZUqbD03Y-RP1l15yF-vJ58Ve4e9Z8KYjSN41RYDO3p6N4U73DwrgIsVf0R39watTiF4AmSS6YaBpvNGh9k49EQDpREJiPnblNsSNyNRYAnQ8-AzsWHX-tQEBypcYWLSHbk/s72-c/missing+u.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3547183468580308040.post-1717961997926722963</id><published>2011-02-02T16:52:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-02-02T16:52:27.168+05:30</updated><title type='text'>mai aur mere tanhai</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;आवारा है गलियों में मैं और मेरी तन्हाई&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;जाये तो कहाँ जाएँ हर मोड़ पे है रुसवाई&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;मैं और मेरी तन्हाई&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;यह फूल से पहरे हैं हँसते हुए गुलदस्ते&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;कोई भी नहीं अपना बेगाने हैं सब रास्ते&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;मैं और मेरी तन्हाई&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;अरमान सुलगते हैं सीने में चिता जैसे&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;कातिल नजर आती है दुनिया की हाय!जैसे&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;रोती है मेरे दिल पर बजती हुई शहनाई&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;मैं और मेरी तन्हाई&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;हर रंग में यह दुनिया सौ रंग बदलती है&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;रो कर कभी हंसती है हंस कर कभी गाती है&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;यह प्यार की बाहें हैं या मौत की अंगड़ाई&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;मैं और मेरी तन्हाई&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;आकाश के माथे पर तारों का चारगवां है&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;पहलू में मेरे मगर मेरे जख्मों का गुल्स्तान है&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;आँखों से लहू टपकता है दामन में बहार आई&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;मैं और मेरी तन्हाई&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://merekalamsedosto.blogspot.com/feeds/1717961997926722963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/3547183468580308040/1717961997926722963' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547183468580308040/posts/default/1717961997926722963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547183468580308040/posts/default/1717961997926722963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://merekalamsedosto.blogspot.com/2011/02/mai-aur-mere-tanhai.html' title='mai aur mere tanhai'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06627066691125616734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3547183468580308040.post-6497737975254327543</id><published>2011-02-02T16:50:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-02-02T16:50:18.997+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8gngc3ZbR2-zPZkk1vUaozqYdDCugLgYCFDDlUTQB9d3UdbKfy84fbxiaFIZ_Re7eak8iCQJj94uPn099flZvjrKAj19cUNiwxt5Gkw9FJou-EQPO0y1STo90AdWem9-oVme8UPk7iWE/s1600/167841_126387004097391_100001782772444_163033_1566258_n.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;239&quot; s5=&quot;true&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8gngc3ZbR2-zPZkk1vUaozqYdDCugLgYCFDDlUTQB9d3UdbKfy84fbxiaFIZ_Re7eak8iCQJj94uPn099flZvjrKAj19cUNiwxt5Gkw9FJou-EQPO0y1STo90AdWem9-oVme8UPk7iWE/s320/167841_126387004097391_100001782772444_163033_1566258_n.jpg&quot; width=&quot;320&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;I don’t know what to say&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Or even what to do&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;All I no is that &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;I think I’m in love with you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Every time I hold you close&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Or put your hand in mine &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;I feel like just maybe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;I won’t let go this time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;I know that you don’t see it &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;But it’s a feeling all so new&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;I don’t know what’s happening &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;But I think I’m in love with you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;I want to tell you how I feel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;To let you no it’s true&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;That maybe just maybe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;I’m in love with you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;This may sound crazy I know &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;But I needed to let if out &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Because there is something there&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;I know without a doubt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;So stop treating me like a toy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;I’m a person too&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;I need you to realize my feelings&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;I think I’m in love with you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://merekalamsedosto.blogspot.com/feeds/6497737975254327543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/3547183468580308040/6497737975254327543' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547183468580308040/posts/default/6497737975254327543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547183468580308040/posts/default/6497737975254327543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://merekalamsedosto.blogspot.com/2011/02/i-dont-know-what-to-say-or-even-what-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06627066691125616734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8gngc3ZbR2-zPZkk1vUaozqYdDCugLgYCFDDlUTQB9d3UdbKfy84fbxiaFIZ_Re7eak8iCQJj94uPn099flZvjrKAj19cUNiwxt5Gkw9FJou-EQPO0y1STo90AdWem9-oVme8UPk7iWE/s72-c/167841_126387004097391_100001782772444_163033_1566258_n.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3547183468580308040.post-1128486262545264379</id><published>2010-12-18T11:00:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2010-12-18T11:38:13.594+05:30</updated><title type='text'>I&#39;M ADDICTED TO CUTTING MY SELF</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9beAO6LBi7gMPHhYG3n4kLFm9A4BtxdYY_WJfmlV9AE_bsH45MTvkcZOhAAfg1q2zVYOpa4iogYx4PpweMdB0uoBZ0-OAX3fAG8zrt57DJZYElIGWgScFza-8t6XyK80MJS7QcTnLQI0/s1600/knife+bleeding+tattoo.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;320&quot; n4=&quot;true&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9beAO6LBi7gMPHhYG3n4kLFm9A4BtxdYY_WJfmlV9AE_bsH45MTvkcZOhAAfg1q2zVYOpa4iogYx4PpweMdB0uoBZ0-OAX3fAG8zrt57DJZYElIGWgScFza-8t6XyK80MJS7QcTnLQI0/s320/knife+bleeding+tattoo.jpg&quot; width=&quot;240&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I&#39;M ADDICTED TO CUTTING MY SELF&#39;&#39;&#39;&#39;&#39;&#39;&#39;&#39;&#39;&#39;&#39;&#39;&#39;&lt;br /&gt;
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Some call it crazy,Sum say it’s sick&lt;br /&gt;
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Bt I thnk it’s fredom&lt;br /&gt;
d pain is fierce bt quick&lt;br /&gt;
Sum say tht it’s a sin&lt;br /&gt;
Jst a little to risqué&lt;br /&gt;
...Bt it helps release d pain&lt;br /&gt;
Tht I go thro evryday&lt;br /&gt;
d blades sharp n cold&lt;br /&gt;
As it runs acros my skin&lt;br /&gt;
Leaving me to ponder&lt;br /&gt;
n decide hw deep I cut in&lt;br /&gt;
d icy chill running down my spine&lt;br /&gt;
Makes me feel at ease&lt;br /&gt;
I no longer feel like a coward&lt;br /&gt;
F**king up on everything with every breath I breathe&lt;br /&gt;
But some days I want to stop&lt;br /&gt;
Feeling like everything&#39;s wrong&lt;br /&gt;
Trying to let go of the blade&lt;br /&gt;
Sometimes I can but not for long&lt;br /&gt;
It’s like I&#39;m addicted to the pain&lt;br /&gt;
The feeling taking refuge in my veins&lt;br /&gt;
Leaving me feeling confused and alone&lt;br /&gt;
Wiping at the streaked tears that seem to be stained&lt;br /&gt;
Burned into my skin forever&lt;br /&gt;
Becoming a part that I cannot escape&lt;br /&gt;
Sometimes I just want to hurt all over&lt;br /&gt;
To scream at the top of my lungs until they break&lt;br /&gt;
I want to escape from my sadness &lt;br /&gt;
It’s taking over me&lt;br /&gt;
Why can’t I just rest&lt;br /&gt;
Why won’t it let me be&lt;br /&gt;
I just want to be free</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://merekalamsedosto.blogspot.com/feeds/1128486262545264379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/3547183468580308040/1128486262545264379' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547183468580308040/posts/default/1128486262545264379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547183468580308040/posts/default/1128486262545264379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://merekalamsedosto.blogspot.com/2010/12/im-addicted-to-cutting-my-self.html' title='I&#39;M ADDICTED TO CUTTING MY SELF'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06627066691125616734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9beAO6LBi7gMPHhYG3n4kLFm9A4BtxdYY_WJfmlV9AE_bsH45MTvkcZOhAAfg1q2zVYOpa4iogYx4PpweMdB0uoBZ0-OAX3fAG8zrt57DJZYElIGWgScFza-8t6XyK80MJS7QcTnLQI0/s72-c/knife+bleeding+tattoo.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3547183468580308040.post-486925152932880800</id><published>2010-12-07T09:53:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-12-07T09:53:10.884+05:30</updated><title type='text'>आईना हूँ</title><content type='html'>आईना हूँ मैं मेरे सामने आकर देखो&lt;br /&gt;
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खुद नज़र आओगे जो आँख मिला कर देखो&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
मेरे गम में मेरी तक़दीर नज़र आती है&lt;br /&gt;
डगमगाओगे मेरा दर्द उठा कर देखो&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
यूँ तो आसान नज़र आता है मंज़िल का सफ़र&lt;br /&gt;
कितना मुश्क़िल है मेरी राह से जाकर देखो&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
बज़्म का मेरी चरागाँ है नज़र का धोखा&lt;br /&gt;
किन अंधेरों में भटकता हूँ मैं आकर देखो&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
दिल तुम्हारा है, मैं यह जान भी दे दूं तुम पर&lt;br /&gt;
बस मेरा साथ ज़रा दिल से निभा कर देखो&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
मौत आने को है मगर तुम से वादा है मेरा&lt;br /&gt;
लौट आऊंगा तुम इक बार बुला कर देखो...</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://merekalamsedosto.blogspot.com/feeds/486925152932880800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/3547183468580308040/486925152932880800' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547183468580308040/posts/default/486925152932880800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547183468580308040/posts/default/486925152932880800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://merekalamsedosto.blogspot.com/2010/12/blog-post.html' title='आईना हूँ'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06627066691125616734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3547183468580308040.post-5426364822733780440</id><published>2010-08-18T16:14:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-08-18T16:14:50.153+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Tanha tanha chale ja rahe ho</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoNdr3buJwXmsFW60I86AmlpejlWGTydf1tCHhIb_NxkB0dnTtaaiiG4EEz_xy2V_e-rwXIZlqXasAP4ozEvpotJNgYuSB81kAED09xyz_o54RTaoW_sg2wr5rT_Mt9gmm0CTz_Zx4Lig/s1600/5405289-portrait-of-a-barefoot-woman-walking-alone-in-the-forest.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;213&quot; ox=&quot;true&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoNdr3buJwXmsFW60I86AmlpejlWGTydf1tCHhIb_NxkB0dnTtaaiiG4EEz_xy2V_e-rwXIZlqXasAP4ozEvpotJNgYuSB81kAED09xyz_o54RTaoW_sg2wr5rT_Mt9gmm0CTz_Zx4Lig/s320/5405289-portrait-of-a-barefoot-woman-walking-alone-in-the-forest.jpg&quot; width=&quot;320&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot; class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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You tanha tanha chale ja rahe ho,&lt;br /&gt;
Zindgi se ho khafa (naraz) ya hm per narazgi jta rahe ho....&lt;br /&gt;
Jante ho hamein hai adat tumhari muskurahaton (smile) ki,&lt;br /&gt;
Isliye hoke udass hame tadpaaye jaa rahe ho....&lt;br /&gt;
Zara dekh bhi lo ek nazar hamari taraf, &lt;br /&gt;
yun pher ke chehra kyu dil dukhaye jaa rahe ho............&lt;br /&gt;
Nibhai hai humne mohabbat har pal tumse, &lt;br /&gt;
phir kyu hamein bewafa kahe ja rahe ho.......&lt;br /&gt;
zamana to leta hai imtehaan har mohabbat ka,&lt;br /&gt;
Par tum to zamane se bhi zalim huye jaa rahe ho......&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Jante ho ki tut ke bikhar jaunga....&lt;br /&gt;
Phir bhi thoker laga ker ja rahe ho......</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://merekalamsedosto.blogspot.com/feeds/5426364822733780440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/3547183468580308040/5426364822733780440' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547183468580308040/posts/default/5426364822733780440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547183468580308040/posts/default/5426364822733780440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://merekalamsedosto.blogspot.com/2010/08/tanha-tanha-chale-ja-rahe-ho.html' title='Tanha tanha chale ja rahe ho'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06627066691125616734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoNdr3buJwXmsFW60I86AmlpejlWGTydf1tCHhIb_NxkB0dnTtaaiiG4EEz_xy2V_e-rwXIZlqXasAP4ozEvpotJNgYuSB81kAED09xyz_o54RTaoW_sg2wr5rT_Mt9gmm0CTz_Zx4Lig/s72-c/5405289-portrait-of-a-barefoot-woman-walking-alone-in-the-forest.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3547183468580308040.post-4581327829350910196</id><published>2010-07-18T11:11:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-07-18T11:11:50.975+05:30</updated><title type='text'>She !!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDtBrJNJyhSkOwYCR5-jjST4XwqXAc2uGajAMhfyUm6cqXvduO9_dSAV9o4-FcWlDhEStznbVs6OwH7nlFtY1ChjJV523wD5enHmwyHSvbb28jAvNrdvOl7PC6ez4q1r_xSTW341XehD4/s1600/Capture.JPG&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; hw=&quot;true&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDtBrJNJyhSkOwYCR5-jjST4XwqXAc2uGajAMhfyUm6cqXvduO9_dSAV9o4-FcWlDhEStznbVs6OwH7nlFtY1ChjJV523wD5enHmwyHSvbb28jAvNrdvOl7PC6ez4q1r_xSTW341XehD4/s320/Capture.JPG&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;She is the flower, spread the fragrance of love.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
She is the music, awake the rhythm of love.&lt;br /&gt;
She is the sculpture, remains the wonder of love.&lt;br /&gt;
She is the rain, showers the soft drop of love.&lt;br /&gt;
I don’t know how I can recite her.&lt;br /&gt;
I don’t know how I can express my love.&lt;br /&gt;
I do know; she is lovable in all-ways.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://merekalamsedosto.blogspot.com/feeds/4581327829350910196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/3547183468580308040/4581327829350910196' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547183468580308040/posts/default/4581327829350910196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547183468580308040/posts/default/4581327829350910196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://merekalamsedosto.blogspot.com/2010/07/she.html' title='She !!!!!'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06627066691125616734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDtBrJNJyhSkOwYCR5-jjST4XwqXAc2uGajAMhfyUm6cqXvduO9_dSAV9o4-FcWlDhEStznbVs6OwH7nlFtY1ChjJV523wD5enHmwyHSvbb28jAvNrdvOl7PC6ez4q1r_xSTW341XehD4/s72-c/Capture.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3547183468580308040.post-5360003740665255349</id><published>2010-07-17T13:45:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2010-07-17T13:45:56.882+05:30</updated><title type='text'>hai mere dil mein bas yahi aas...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdBCwKV3Y7WyKPO0oJijn_y4Fh1H76MrEdhdnpLUoPGHX8aDUQjfpNfm5rh-qsJvcMSYfqgoZ2goX-Agvc88gqbJ6qDc_Al7Na3JtW-djgkrkbXBooMH5xQi0NJ0UNPtVkLUoCKno3fKo/s1600/Alone+at+the+beach+again.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; hw=&quot;true&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdBCwKV3Y7WyKPO0oJijn_y4Fh1H76MrEdhdnpLUoPGHX8aDUQjfpNfm5rh-qsJvcMSYfqgoZ2goX-Agvc88gqbJ6qDc_Al7Na3JtW-djgkrkbXBooMH5xQi0NJ0UNPtVkLUoCKno3fKo/s320/Alone+at+the+beach+again.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Hai mere dil mein bas yahi aas ki,&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
kabhi to tripat hogi mere dil ki pyaas.&lt;br /&gt;
Kab wo din aayegaa jab main,&lt;br /&gt;
uske dil aur dimaag par chhaa jaaunga.&lt;br /&gt;
Kab wo haseen pal aayega,&lt;br /&gt;
jab main uski baahon mein simat jaaunga.&lt;br /&gt;
Bas jaaunga uske rom rom mein is tarah,&lt;br /&gt;
ki wo mere kareeb rahne ki dhoondhe wajah.&lt;br /&gt;
Uske bina sab lagtaa hai mujhe neeras.&lt;br /&gt;
Nahi achha lagtaa mujhe kuchh bhi uske binaa.&lt;br /&gt;
Har pal wo mere saamne rahe,&lt;br /&gt;
isee abhilashaa mein chhalak jaate hain mere nainaa.&lt;br /&gt;
Usse milkar aisaa lagtaa hai ki,&lt;br /&gt;
jindagee mein gamon ki kamee hai.&lt;br /&gt;
Sambhaale sambhal nahi rahi hain mujhse khushiyaan,&lt;br /&gt;
aur aankhon mein bahaaron ki namee hai.&lt;br /&gt;
Wo hameshaa meri aankhon ki chamak bani rahe,&lt;br /&gt;
Muskuraayein mere adhar uske saath se.&lt;br /&gt;
Wo mere chehre ki aabhaa ko barkaraar rakhe,&lt;br /&gt;
Aur nikhar jaaye meraa wayaktitv uske sparshmatr se.&lt;br /&gt;
Wo mere labo ke muskan bankar chalke.&lt;br /&gt;
Mai uske balon kaa gajraa banke mahku.&lt;br /&gt;
Mai uski choodiyaan banke khanaku.&lt;br /&gt;
Mai uski paayal banke chhanku.&lt;br /&gt;
Ab uskaa intjaar karte karte,&lt;br /&gt;
ho rahi hain meri saansein khatam.&lt;br /&gt;
Chaah bas hai yahi ki wo he,&lt;br /&gt;
sangini ke roop mein mujhe mile janam janam.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://merekalamsedosto.blogspot.com/feeds/5360003740665255349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/3547183468580308040/5360003740665255349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547183468580308040/posts/default/5360003740665255349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547183468580308040/posts/default/5360003740665255349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://merekalamsedosto.blogspot.com/2010/07/hai-mere-dil-mein-bas-yahi-aas.html' title='hai mere dil mein bas yahi aas...'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06627066691125616734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdBCwKV3Y7WyKPO0oJijn_y4Fh1H76MrEdhdnpLUoPGHX8aDUQjfpNfm5rh-qsJvcMSYfqgoZ2goX-Agvc88gqbJ6qDc_Al7Na3JtW-djgkrkbXBooMH5xQi0NJ0UNPtVkLUoCKno3fKo/s72-c/Alone+at+the+beach+again.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3547183468580308040.post-5074374726989949616</id><published>2010-07-17T13:43:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-07-17T13:43:52.172+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Hothon per muskaan khil jati hai.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQspeM5zsg4llPFt6ek3qbGYYDJL8bJpMqiqj3zjxZPa2WR4hxhmcg8PPpZnpzJRHNBSWw8dPKk0jUYAnvZ4zdh_BVJqg2d8oiYj-5Q71whCo1P79CZZYoch0fcIDhyphenhyphenxrYDtXi1bmXv_w/s1600/fjll200735hd5vk2.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; hw=&quot;true&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQspeM5zsg4llPFt6ek3qbGYYDJL8bJpMqiqj3zjxZPa2WR4hxhmcg8PPpZnpzJRHNBSWw8dPKk0jUYAnvZ4zdh_BVJqg2d8oiYj-5Q71whCo1P79CZZYoch0fcIDhyphenhyphenxrYDtXi1bmXv_w/s320/fjll200735hd5vk2.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Hothon pe muskaan khil jati hai meri,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Uski ek sharaarat se.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Aankhein chamak jati hain meri,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Uski ek aahat se.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Uski ek jhalak pate hi,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Mera ang ang sajeev ho jaata hai.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Mera udaas man bhi,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Uske sparshmatr se praffukit ho jata hai.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Pataa nahi usme kyaa,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Visheshtaa chhipee hai.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;wo mere is andhkaarmay jeevan mein prajalit huee,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;ek jagmagaatee roshnee hai.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Uski aankhein hameshaa bolti hain,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Uski baatein mujhe toltee hain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Uski mand mand muskuraahat,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Uske dil me chhipe raaj kholtee hain.&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://merekalamsedosto.blogspot.com/feeds/5074374726989949616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/3547183468580308040/5074374726989949616' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547183468580308040/posts/default/5074374726989949616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547183468580308040/posts/default/5074374726989949616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://merekalamsedosto.blogspot.com/2010/07/hothon-per-muskaan-khil-jati-hai.html' title='Hothon per muskaan khil jati hai.....'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06627066691125616734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQspeM5zsg4llPFt6ek3qbGYYDJL8bJpMqiqj3zjxZPa2WR4hxhmcg8PPpZnpzJRHNBSWw8dPKk0jUYAnvZ4zdh_BVJqg2d8oiYj-5Q71whCo1P79CZZYoch0fcIDhyphenhyphenxrYDtXi1bmXv_w/s72-c/fjll200735hd5vk2.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3547183468580308040.post-1576243147642676767</id><published>2010-07-07T10:10:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2010-07-18T11:17:15.359+05:30</updated><title type='text'>some remarkable line......</title><content type='html'>1.&amp;nbsp; I dont know if i am importantin your life or not. But yes, i just hope when i will be dead, u will come little nearer 2 my dead body, with tears in eyes n say slowly &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&quot;Uth jaao na&quot;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
2. True Love is when i shed a tear n still want you, its when you ignore me i still love you,,,,,, Its when u love another i still smile and say i am happy 4 you n then cry.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
3. Some people hurt by words &amp;amp; some by action ...... But the biggest hurt i believe is that someone ignoring you when u value them bigger than anything else!!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
4. Never get too attached to anyone unless they also feel same towards you, because attachments always lead to expectation and expectation always lead 2 disapointments.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
5. &quot;Only eyes speak truth, neither d mirror nor lips&quot;. only d person who loves u can see pain in ur eyes while everyone else still believes in ur smile....&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
6. being in love is not about picturing urself wid 1 person 4 rest of ur life, but, it&#39;s about not being able to picture urself without that person. thts love.....&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
7.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://merekalamsedosto.blogspot.com/feeds/1576243147642676767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/3547183468580308040/1576243147642676767' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547183468580308040/posts/default/1576243147642676767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547183468580308040/posts/default/1576243147642676767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://merekalamsedosto.blogspot.com/2010/07/some-remarkable-line.html' title='some remarkable line......'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06627066691125616734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3547183468580308040.post-5400985586104100785</id><published>2010-07-05T12:58:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-07-05T12:58:39.359+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Sochta hu.......</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;&quot;&gt;Sochta hu yeh tohmat bhi utha lu mai.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;&quot;&gt;ek roz tujhe yu he seenai se lga lu mai.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;&quot;&gt;neend mujhe jab bhi tere baho mai aaye...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;&quot;&gt;khab sunhere sub palko mai saja lu mai....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;&quot;&gt;raaz jo dil mai hai tum sunne aajao.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;&quot;&gt;gazalo mai he dil ki her baat bta du mai....&lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://merekalamsedosto.blogspot.com/feeds/5400985586104100785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/3547183468580308040/5400985586104100785' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547183468580308040/posts/default/5400985586104100785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547183468580308040/posts/default/5400985586104100785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://merekalamsedosto.blogspot.com/2010/07/sochta-hu.html' title='Sochta hu.......'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06627066691125616734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3547183468580308040.post-1638555420178527655</id><published>2010-06-25T15:06:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-06-25T15:06:31.775+05:30</updated><title type='text'>The Blank Pages of My Dairy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1hom6z-8Nu2DZrAHMY_ASYaKvKMnZqb_T3QsUrlznNOXElV54cL97jIvh4LjTb4Xxvc4VKUBve9fpv1J_PPgtMIVDsQzSSilq8owf3gqUV0NDUVC8814UaxGd3Ou_xJK5zrSskZL5ixw/s1600/work_3904509_3_flat,550x550,075,f_the-blank-pages-of-my-diary.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; ru=&quot;true&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1hom6z-8Nu2DZrAHMY_ASYaKvKMnZqb_T3QsUrlznNOXElV54cL97jIvh4LjTb4Xxvc4VKUBve9fpv1J_PPgtMIVDsQzSSilq8owf3gqUV0NDUVC8814UaxGd3Ou_xJK5zrSskZL5ixw/s320/work_3904509_3_flat,550x550,075,f_the-blank-pages-of-my-diary.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;These are the few most touching lines from the song blank pages of my dairy........&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;The Blank Pages of My dairy, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;That&amp;nbsp;I haven&#39;t touched since you left me,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;The closed blinds in my home,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;See no light of day,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;Dust gathers on my Stereo,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;&quot;Cause I can&#39;t bear to hear the radio&quot;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;The guitar sits in a shady space with a picture of your face,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;I&#39;m scared to face another day, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;becz the fear in me first won&#39;t go away...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;you were gone and I&#39;m scared......&lt;/strong&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://merekalamsedosto.blogspot.com/feeds/1638555420178527655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/3547183468580308040/1638555420178527655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547183468580308040/posts/default/1638555420178527655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547183468580308040/posts/default/1638555420178527655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://merekalamsedosto.blogspot.com/2010/06/blank-pages-of-my-dairy.html' title='The Blank Pages of My Dairy'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06627066691125616734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1hom6z-8Nu2DZrAHMY_ASYaKvKMnZqb_T3QsUrlznNOXElV54cL97jIvh4LjTb4Xxvc4VKUBve9fpv1J_PPgtMIVDsQzSSilq8owf3gqUV0NDUVC8814UaxGd3Ou_xJK5zrSskZL5ixw/s72-c/work_3904509_3_flat,550x550,075,f_the-blank-pages-of-my-diary.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3547183468580308040.post-5278596831592625232</id><published>2010-05-02T18:24:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-05-02T18:24:16.080+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Haqeeqat......!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtju1QJzB_xKfIqYbaV6szF7cvQVtS2B9YH7FR1xvYW2T4_FUUunwLhMvsNTUZMm_E327bOIYoZRlVXFm2cALizDS4gLGh-MdcLkNNkxbH_IOqNLXEFjRvTkPW8qwyW38W6LWEjUlenjs/s1600/Haqeeqat.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtju1QJzB_xKfIqYbaV6szF7cvQVtS2B9YH7FR1xvYW2T4_FUUunwLhMvsNTUZMm_E327bOIYoZRlVXFm2cALizDS4gLGh-MdcLkNNkxbH_IOqNLXEFjRvTkPW8qwyW38W6LWEjUlenjs/s320/Haqeeqat.jpg&quot; tt=&quot;true&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Kisiko chaaha tha maine bhi apna banana,&lt;br /&gt;
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Par koi mujhe apna bana sake aisi meri kismat na thi,&lt;br /&gt;
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Koi tha jo sama gaya iss dil me pehli hi nazar me,&lt;br /&gt;
Kabhi kisise mujhe to yun mohabbat na thi,&lt;br /&gt;
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Uss chehere ki kashish ko kya bayaan karu mai,&lt;br /&gt;
Bas ye kaha ki kisi aur dekhkar bhi vo raahat na thi,&lt;br /&gt;
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Chain khoya neend ganwayi apni maine,&lt;br /&gt;
Zindagi me kabhi is kadar kisike zarurat na thi,&lt;br /&gt;
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Vo aata to laata tha bahaaren saath apne,&lt;br /&gt;
Use paane se badhkar ab koi shiddat na thi,&lt;br /&gt;
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Vo chala tha mere andheron me kuch iss tarah,&lt;br /&gt;
Ki mujhe raushni ke liye us chaand ki zarurat na thi,&lt;br /&gt;
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Jud gaya tha jabse mera naam uske saath,&lt;br /&gt;
Meri zamane is-se pehle aisi shoharat na thi,&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mai tha tanha zindagi ki har raah me apni,&lt;br /&gt;
Use pane ke baad mujhe aur kisise ulfat na thi,&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Achanak vo ho gaya juda mujhse kuch is tarah se,&lt;br /&gt;
Jaise use apni zindagi me kabhi meri zarurat na thi,&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Vo to bhula chukka hume ,haq hai use bhulne ka,&lt;br /&gt;
Par kisiko dil me basakar bhula du aisi meri aadat na thi,&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Maanga tha har dua me uss rab se tujhe sajde me apne,&lt;br /&gt;
Tere aagosh se badhkar meri koi jannat na thi……</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://merekalamsedosto.blogspot.com/feeds/5278596831592625232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/3547183468580308040/5278596831592625232' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547183468580308040/posts/default/5278596831592625232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547183468580308040/posts/default/5278596831592625232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://merekalamsedosto.blogspot.com/2010/05/haqeeqat.html' title='Haqeeqat......!!!!!'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06627066691125616734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtju1QJzB_xKfIqYbaV6szF7cvQVtS2B9YH7FR1xvYW2T4_FUUunwLhMvsNTUZMm_E327bOIYoZRlVXFm2cALizDS4gLGh-MdcLkNNkxbH_IOqNLXEFjRvTkPW8qwyW38W6LWEjUlenjs/s72-c/Haqeeqat.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3547183468580308040.post-6204885541735039473</id><published>2010-05-02T18:21:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-05-02T18:21:24.728+05:30</updated><title type='text'>waiting 4 u.....!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>Even though we are far today&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
There are memories still&lt;br /&gt;
The dreams might be unfulfilled&lt;br /&gt;
They are dreams still&lt;br /&gt;
Some vords might be unsaid &lt;br /&gt;
They’re in the heart still&lt;br /&gt;
Even if there are no tears&lt;br /&gt;
There is pain still&lt;br /&gt;
Even if i don’t si u today&lt;br /&gt;
I think of you still&lt;br /&gt;
Waiting for the night to pass&lt;br /&gt;
There is no daylight still…..!!!!!</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://merekalamsedosto.blogspot.com/feeds/6204885541735039473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/3547183468580308040/6204885541735039473' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547183468580308040/posts/default/6204885541735039473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3547183468580308040/posts/default/6204885541735039473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://merekalamsedosto.blogspot.com/2010/05/waiting-4-u.html' title='waiting 4 u.....!!!!!!'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06627066691125616734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>