<?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-4612702599863897411</id><updated>2024-09-24T19:02:50.088+05:30</updated><category term="ambition"/><category term="dream"/><category term="goal"/><category term="hope"/><category term="nightmare"/><category term="success"/><title type='text'>Rising Hope</title><subtitle type='html'>I am old and worn out but the thing that keeps me alive is my hope;the hope to shine someday out in the sky without any pain and worries.......</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightmare-tonight.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4612702599863897411/posts/default?redirect=false'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightmare-tonight.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Unknown</name><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>4</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4612702599863897411.post-8722091210003318360</id><published>2010-10-07T19:33:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2010-10-07T20:35:24.300+05:30</updated><title type='text'>TIME: you are immortal</title><content type='html'>I wish I had something that could be able to play, pause and rewind my time; my life. Everyday I feel like I don&#39;t want my time to go forward instead I wander what would it be like if I could go back to my past? &lt;div&gt;I don&#39;t know why I am afraid of facing my future. Maybe, its due to the inability to face new challenges and changes. Who knows how might I end up being in my future?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And taking about past who doesn&#39;t want to go there? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If god comes to me and says &quot; OK! here is the remote and there is the TV and the program currently being showed in the TV is your past. So, you better watch it kid.&quot; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&quot;God! this won&#39;t satisfy me. I want to be in my past but not be a fan of my life and watch it in a TV.&quot;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&#39;more&#39;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What would be like if I could correct all those mistakes I had made? If I could change my future by gesturing in the past? What would a &#39;new-me&#39; be like?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I try to look into my future, I get afraid. This fear of mine has always been a obstacle in every step I took towards my future. And even if my desire to go back to the past seems like an impossible mathematics calculation, I would never leave this HOPE down. In fact, I can never let this hope down and of course I would never be able to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, now here I am with the regret of not being able to rewind my time and the fear for my future. But I should now be able to leave these things behind and move over. I have to persuade rather than regret.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have to leave the time behind. And by this time I have already realized that no one can change the time for it always in its own mission and motion. The motion of its own and the mission to seek whats after the present. Time is always in a hurry. It also has its goal to be achieved. It also is looking for its future. And the most fascinating fact about time is that it never gets tired. You can even say that it is immortal. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I have to learn something from this. Like the time, I will never stop and regret about my past but always be on a mission to reach the future.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank You time for being with me and awaring me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I also promise that whatever might happen I will never challenge the time because I don&#39;t want to pay for it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightmare-tonight.blogspot.com/feeds/8722091210003318360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nightmare-tonight.blogspot.com/2010/10/time-you-are-immortal.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4612702599863897411/posts/default/8722091210003318360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4612702599863897411/posts/default/8722091210003318360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightmare-tonight.blogspot.com/2010/10/time-you-are-immortal.html' title='TIME: you are immortal'/><author><name>Unknown</name><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-4612702599863897411.post-3217132078222621022</id><published>2010-09-17T20:06:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2010-09-17T20:47:56.000+05:30</updated><title type='text'>The Road not taken..WOULD I DARE TO?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Times New Roman&#39;; font-size: medium; color: rgb(0, 0, 32); &quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;table align=&quot;CENTER&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; cellspacing=&quot;0&quot; cellpadding=&quot;0&quot; bg=&quot;&quot;&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; &gt;&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; &gt;TWO roads diverged in a yellow wood,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign=&quot;TOP&quot; align=&quot;RIGHT&quot;&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;1&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; &gt;And sorry I could not travel both&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign=&quot;TOP&quot; align=&quot;RIGHT&quot;&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;2&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; &gt;And be one traveler, long I stood&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign=&quot;TOP&quot; align=&quot;RIGHT&quot;&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; &gt;And looked down one as far as I could&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign=&quot;TOP&quot; align=&quot;RIGHT&quot;&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;4&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; &gt;To where it bent in the undergrowth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; &gt;&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; &gt;                                          -Robert Frost&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;(confused)&lt;/b&gt;.....I hate it. Really. Damn! god.&lt;br /&gt;Why do we ever get into a dilemma?&lt;br /&gt;Why do I have to chose between some duos?&lt;br /&gt;Why do I have to choose my career?&lt;br /&gt;Why can&#39;t I decide it later on?..............&lt;br /&gt;Why do I have to do those things which I fine hard?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&#39;more&#39;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-style: normal;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;(motivation)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; &gt;But when?&lt;br /&gt;When will you learn to stand on your own feet?&lt;br /&gt;When will you learn to take decisions and responsibilities?&lt;br /&gt;NOT NOW.. THEN WHEN?&lt;br /&gt;Time is moving and thus I am too along with the time.&lt;br /&gt;Who would be there to HELP ME in the further journey of my life?&lt;br /&gt;How would I be able to struggle between the constraints?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;(CONCLUSION)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; &gt;God has given us two feet.&lt;br /&gt;So, try to stand on yourself.&lt;br /&gt;Try to do what your heart and mind says.&lt;br /&gt;Always be determined and &#39;never think of what other thinks&#39;.&lt;br /&gt;When you are stuck in the middle of a path and there are two roads to proceed then &quot;Listen to your heart and mind..what they says?..JUST THINK DEEPER&quot;&lt;br /&gt;The &#39;everyone-following path&#39; can take you to success and give you everything you might have dreamed of BUT it still lacks one thing and that thing would be LEADERSHIP.&lt;br /&gt;Because you were just following the paths that everyone followed. Try to be a leader rather than a follower.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Times New Roman&#39;; font-size: medium; color: rgb(0, 0, 32); &quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Times New Roman&#39;; font-size: medium; color: rgb(0, 0, 32); &quot;&gt;                                                                                                                                                 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Times New Roman&#39;; font-size: medium; color: rgb(0, 0, 32); &quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;table align=&quot;CENTER&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; cellspacing=&quot;0&quot; cellpadding=&quot;0&quot; bgcolor=&quot;#ffffff&quot; style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Times New Roman&#39;; font-size: medium; color: rgb(0, 0, 32); &quot;&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign=&quot;TOP&quot; align=&quot;RIGHT&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Times New Roman&#39;; font-size: medium; color: rgb(0, 0, 32); &quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightmare-tonight.blogspot.com/feeds/3217132078222621022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nightmare-tonight.blogspot.com/2010/09/road-not-takenwould-i-dare-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4612702599863897411/posts/default/3217132078222621022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4612702599863897411/posts/default/3217132078222621022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightmare-tonight.blogspot.com/2010/09/road-not-takenwould-i-dare-to.html' title='The Road not taken..WOULD I DARE TO?'/><author><name>Unknown</name><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-4612702599863897411.post-8843180348994393778</id><published>2010-09-11T15:37:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2010-09-17T20:46:27.336+05:30</updated><title type='text'>A NEW DAY WITH NEW HOPES AND ASPIRATION</title><content type='html'>A historic and momentous decision had been made&lt;br /&gt;We have had many obnoxious situations in the past&lt;br /&gt;We thought we had lost the key of the peace and harmony&lt;br /&gt;We were used to brutality and cruelty and partiality&lt;br /&gt;but as there is a law of nature, after every sunset there is a sunrise&lt;br /&gt;A new star was there to carry out which was quite wise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&#39;more&#39;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We hope this new day can bring back the feeling of security&lt;br /&gt;We aspire to bring back the love for humanity.&lt;br /&gt;We wish it can bring back the feeling of fraternity and prosperity.&lt;br /&gt;We see light bright.&lt;br /&gt;To make sure that our direction is right.&lt;br /&gt;The new creation will prove to be good And will change our depressing mood&lt;br /&gt;We don&#39;t want to see this world falling down&lt;br /&gt;We want to see her winning every crown&lt;br /&gt;We hope we can have a safe pride&lt;br /&gt;We hope we can earn great name&lt;br /&gt;With the launch of this new game&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This day is grand gift&lt;br /&gt;This has made our stopped boats drift,&lt;br /&gt;This beginning fills our heart,&lt;br /&gt;With hopes and widhes,&lt;br /&gt;And has filled our pots with water,&lt;br /&gt;For the dying fishes.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightmare-tonight.blogspot.com/feeds/8843180348994393778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nightmare-tonight.blogspot.com/2010/09/new-day-with-new-hopes-and-aspiration.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4612702599863897411/posts/default/8843180348994393778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4612702599863897411/posts/default/8843180348994393778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightmare-tonight.blogspot.com/2010/09/new-day-with-new-hopes-and-aspiration.html' title='A NEW DAY WITH NEW HOPES AND ASPIRATION'/><author><name>Unknown</name><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-4612702599863897411.post-176914403091321623</id><published>2010-09-07T05:25:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2010-09-08T21:43:55.233+05:30</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="ambition"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="dream"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="goal"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="hope"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="nightmare"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="success"/><title type='text'>Hi everyone!! what day is today?</title><content type='html'>Just woke up from the bed and thought what day would be today?&lt;br /&gt;Would it be the same as my past days OR can today anything break my monotony?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH! NO, the damn same day and the same stuffs lingering again. GOD! why can&#39;t I get re-birth every time I wake up?......Again I would have to face those bore and of course the monotonous things. OR shall I not step out of this bed. Why should I OR why shouldn&#39;t I?&lt;br /&gt;LETS do it. I am gonna the break the routine today.&lt;br /&gt;I would just sleep and won&#39;t wake up...........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&#39;more&#39;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH!...just slept too much. AH!....what is jumping is my head?...WHAT?&lt;br /&gt;where am I?&lt;br /&gt;I had slept in my bed and how did I come here?&lt;br /&gt;GOD! what is happening ?&lt;br /&gt;Please take me back to my good old days.&lt;br /&gt;Please god, please. I have never dreamnt of this world. I can only see suffocation all around here. GOD get me out of here. Please, please, please GOD. HELP ME!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH! what was that? Thank god; just a dream. Where had I reached. This nightmare was the worst one ever. Anyways, I love the world where I am and I am thankful to GOD that he listens to me. I just never want to get knocked out from this world. I love my family,, my friends, the surrounding and all the things.&lt;br /&gt;AH! now I should wake up. &lt;strong&gt;WAKE UP &lt;/strong&gt;past all these nightmares and kick out all these anti-monotonous thinkings and give &lt;strong&gt;RISE&lt;/strong&gt; to a new me.I might fall in the trials but I would take every one of those as a lesson and I&#39;ll get up again. I would need to have a hope everyday I wake up and there,up there, is the heaven and just beside it I can see my dream;my ambition, seeking for me. I would never let my dreams to wave goodbyes, and I mean it. But I shall be paving a way with my &lt;blink&gt;&lt;strong&gt;RISING HOPE&lt;/blink&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to touch my dream,stay along awith it;just beside the heaven.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightmare-tonight.blogspot.com/feeds/176914403091321623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nightmare-tonight.blogspot.com/2010/09/hi-everyone-what-day-is-today.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4612702599863897411/posts/default/176914403091321623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4612702599863897411/posts/default/176914403091321623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightmare-tonight.blogspot.com/2010/09/hi-everyone-what-day-is-today.html' title='Hi everyone!! what day is today?'/><author><name>Unknown</name><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>