tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-349326872024-10-04T19:06:59.267-07:00█║▌│█│║▌║││█║▌│║█║▌ © Official Blog 2014Yunihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08030593927625686776noreply@blogger.comBlogger32125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34932687.post-36410458250923236242017-03-22T11:09:00.002-07:002017-03-22T11:09:29.974-07:00<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"> Infected <span style="color: red;">Love</span><br /> <br /> In a silent afternoon she longed for a siesta<br /> Flashing her tresses she calls herself artista<br /> With her magical eyes, she can hypnotize<br /> Admiring her sleep, the sun didn't rise<br /> <br /> She wakes up to find the world, still<br /> No bird can move without her will<br /> When she sings, it echoes<br /> Like a unicorn in the meadows<br /> <br /> To see her cry even lord would deny<br /> Her obedient lips had learnt to lie<br /> To see the stars, her lover she loved<br /> To see her smile, before god he bowed<br /> <br /> The lord once felt how heaven would feel<br /> When more prettier enters the paradise with zeal<br /> <br /> Safwan Sadiq</div> <div class="blogger-post-footer">mytonse.blogspot.com</div>saffu14http://www.blogger.com/profile/06776180665214102815noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34932687.post-12947463932288071462013-08-20T22:31:00.001-07:002013-08-20T22:31:45.395-07:00<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"> I think of you every second i am in my senses,and the ones i am not i am dreaming about you..<div> <br /></div> <div> I wonder how many people are there who follow this routine.Live a fake life everyday ,have a huge smile &nbsp;and keep dying from inside.</div> <div> <br /></div> <div> And when know you this is going to be a lifetime of faking it,you feel like giving it all up the first chance you have.I have got my chance..my chance away from all this..where i shall i &nbsp;have my peace..I will endure pain..to any amounts just to get there.</div> <div> <br /></div> <div> I can see it coming..</div> <div> <br /></div> <div> <br /></div> <div> <br /></div> <div> <br /></div> </div> <div class="blogger-post-footer">mytonse.blogspot.com</div>Yunihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08030593927625686776noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34932687.post-3473904273657063842013-07-19T23:37:00.002-07:002013-07-19T23:37:52.955-07:00<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"> <span style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;">At first I did not love you, that I own. When I first knew you I merely wanted you to love me. I did not exactly flirt with you; but that inborn craving which undermines some men's morals almost more than unbridled passion--the craving to attract and captivate, regardless of the injury it may do the man--was in me; and when I found I had caught you, I was frightened. And then--I don't know how it was--&nbsp;</span><br /> <span style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"><br /></span> <span style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;">I couldn't bear to let you go&nbsp;</span><span style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;">and so I got to love you,.</span><br /> <span style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"><br /></span> <span style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;">&nbsp;But you see, however &nbsp;it ended or is ending, it began in the selfish and cruel wish to make your heart ache for me without letting yours ache for me.”&nbsp;</span><br /> <br /> <i style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"></i></div> <div class="blogger-post-footer">mytonse.blogspot.com</div>Yunihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08030593927625686776noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34932687.post-81017018205125961922013-01-19T04:20:00.002-08:002013-01-19T04:20:30.689-08:00<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"> <br /> <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCPxZioD4gz-h9teexaAzcFaPP2EsTs0c8-rTO3ncIOoBknomx3GOHU6yscmfvq8ryUNxuvmstpIfD3PKJTh_-_ZvVDHyNQepegB0NSHh9uqF091TAojbHKqGpKNr9_TyiDskl/s1600/muslim-mother.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCPxZioD4gz-h9teexaAzcFaPP2EsTs0c8-rTO3ncIOoBknomx3GOHU6yscmfvq8ryUNxuvmstpIfD3PKJTh_-_ZvVDHyNQepegB0NSHh9uqF091TAojbHKqGpKNr9_TyiDskl/s400/muslim-mother.jpg" width="332" /></a></div> <div style="border: 0px; color: #1a1a1a; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; font: inherit; line-height: 21px; margin-bottom: 12px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"> <br /></div> <div style="border: 0px; color: #1a1a1a; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; font: inherit; line-height: 21px; margin-bottom: 12px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"> Maye ni mein kinnu aakhañ, dard wichhoray da haal ni…</div> <div style="border: 0px; color: #1a1a1a; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; font: inherit; line-height: 21px; margin-bottom: 12px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"> Dukhañ di roti, soolañ da salan,<br />Aaheñ da balan baal ni</div> <div style="border: 0px; color: #1a1a1a; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; font: inherit; line-height: 21px; margin-bottom: 12px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"> Maye ni mein kinnu aakhañ, dard wichhoray da haal ni…</div> <div style="border: 0px; color: #1a1a1a; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; font: inherit; line-height: 21px; margin-bottom: 12px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"> Jangal bele phirañ dhoondendi,<br />Ajje na payoñ laal ni</div> <div style="border: 0px; color: #1a1a1a; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; font: inherit; line-height: 21px; margin-bottom: 12px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"> Maye ni mein kinnu aakhañ, dard wichhoray da haal ni…</div> <div style="border: 0px; color: #1a1a1a; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; font: inherit; line-height: 21px; margin-bottom: 12px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"> Dhuwañ dukhe mere murshad wala,<br />Jaañ pholañ taañ laal ni</div> <div style="border: 0px; color: #1a1a1a; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; font: inherit; line-height: 21px; margin-bottom: 12px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"> Maye ni mein kinnu aakhañ, dard wichhoray da haal ni…</div> <div style="border: 0px; color: #1a1a1a; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; font: inherit; line-height: 21px; margin-bottom: 12px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"> Kahe Hussain faqeer sayiñ da<br />Shoh mile taañ thewañ nihaal ni</div> <div style="border: 0px; color: #1a1a1a; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; font: inherit; line-height: 21px; margin-bottom: 12px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"> Maye ni mein kinnu aakhañ, dard wichhoray da haal ni…</div> <div style="border: 0px; color: #1a1a1a; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; font: inherit; line-height: 21px; margin-bottom: 12px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"> <br /></div> <h3 style="border-bottom-color: rgb(187, 187, 187); border-bottom-style: dotted; border-width: 0px 0px 1px; clear: both; color: #1a1a1a; font-family: 'Arial Narrow', Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 20px; font: inherit; line-height: 1; margin: 0px 0px 12px; padding: 10px 0px 4px; vertical-align: baseline;"> English Translation</h3> <div style="border: 0px; color: #1a1a1a; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; font: inherit; line-height: 21px; margin-bottom: 12px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"> O mother O mother, who do I tell, this pain of separation</div> <div style="border: 0px; color: #1a1a1a; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; font: inherit; line-height: 21px; margin-bottom: 12px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"> Bread of sadness, sauce of spikes,<br />Make a fire of laments</div> <div style="border: 0px; color: #1a1a1a; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; font: inherit; line-height: 21px; margin-bottom: 12px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"> O mother O mother, who do I tell, this pain of separation</div> <div style="border: 0px; color: #1a1a1a; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; font: inherit; line-height: 21px; margin-bottom: 12px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"> Wandered jungles and deserts,<br />But not found the ruby</div> <div style="border: 0px; color: #1a1a1a; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; font: inherit; line-height: 21px; margin-bottom: 12px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"> O mother O mother, who do I tell, this pain of separation</div> <div style="border: 0px; color: #1a1a1a; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; font: inherit; line-height: 21px; margin-bottom: 12px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"> My Master’s fire smolders,<br />If I poke, its red hot</div> <div style="border: 0px; color: #1a1a1a; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; font: inherit; line-height: 21px; margin-bottom: 12px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"> O mother O mother, who do I tell, this pain of separation</div> <div style="border: 0px; color: #1a1a1a; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; font: inherit; line-height: 21px; margin-bottom: 12px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"> Says Hussain the poor faqeer,<br />Meeting God would be ecstasy</div> <div style="border: 0px; color: #1a1a1a; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; font: inherit; line-height: 21px; margin-bottom: 12px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"> <br /></div> <div style="border: 0px; color: #1a1a1a; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; font: inherit; line-height: 21px; margin-bottom: 12px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"> <br /></div> </div> <div class="blogger-post-footer">mytonse.blogspot.com</div>Yunihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08030593927625686776noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34932687.post-62467770272893721842012-08-06T20:52:00.000-07:002012-08-06T20:52:50.603-07:00<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"> Watching things change ...Good Things are coming my way.Going to make the most of it.<br /> <br /> Remembering &nbsp;<a href="http://www.google.co.in/url?sa=t&amp;rct=j&amp;q=&amp;esrc=s&amp;source=web&amp;cd=3&amp;ved=0CF8QtwIwAg&amp;url=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.youtube.com%2Fwatch%3Fv%3D7Q7aUhyrdeA&amp;ei=EZAgUIzZGonSrQes74CICA&amp;usg=AFQjCNGu4eBbeTNfJir9ZaJh5fLlGTBtNw&amp;sig2=ouBCw47ye-dc1M7jUSn0Tg" style="color: #003366; font-family: verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;">Michael D Nalley</a>&nbsp;for his wonderful poem on Oppurtunity<br /> <br /> <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMcHuXgQaG2-7xpuoPNc2TN1m1QeVjUfU-zplT00IM3el1EQW5hexBu2pSWqUsaPooKlUYsU2FOFYGBcv3Ns8JkZyCDsO8chviVHlxbS8LAn84yf7GiV8uO48Eh-r_wb6EBOwg/s1600/7-200.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="266" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMcHuXgQaG2-7xpuoPNc2TN1m1QeVjUfU-zplT00IM3el1EQW5hexBu2pSWqUsaPooKlUYsU2FOFYGBcv3Ns8JkZyCDsO8chviVHlxbS8LAn84yf7GiV8uO48Eh-r_wb6EBOwg/s400/7-200.jpg" width="400" /></a></div> <br /> <br /> <div style="color: #404040; font-size: 12px; margin-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 0px;"> <br /><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br /></span></div> <div style="font-size: 12px; margin-top: 0px;"> <i><b><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span style="color: red;">Opportunities often knock at our door<br />Those we have to choose to accept or ignore<br />It is sometimes a shame we don't unlock<br />The door even when we hear the knock</span><br /><span style="color: blue;">Opportunity may be a road full of rocks<br />Life is a journey filled with hard knocks<br />One road may be right, the other wrong<br />One road may be short, the other long</span><br /><br /><span style="color: #cc0000;">Many times we wish we could turn back the clock<br />To a time that we heard a good opportunity knock<br />It has been said time and tide wait for no man<br />For goodness sake we must come up with a plan</span><br /><br /><span style="color: blue;">The world is a diverse place of cold reality, and warm romance<br />Where the merciful Lord often offers more than one chance<br />The wise will learn from the hard knocks to avoid the dangerous rocks<br />Time will tell who has fell and got back up when opportunity knocks</span></span></b></i></div> <br class="Apple-interchange-newline" /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer">mytonse.blogspot.com</div>Yunihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08030593927625686776noreply@blogger.com0State Highway 65, Manipal, Karnataka, India13.3464069 74.78857613.2228034 74.630647500000009 13.4700104 74.9465045tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34932687.post-51397513507888740552012-06-28T07:51:00.000-07:002012-06-28T08:33:42.665-07:00<div><div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"> <br /> <span style="color: red; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><b>What is LOVE ???</b></span><br /> <span style="color: red; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><b><br /></b></span><br /> <span style="color: red; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><b>The definitions for this are countless !! People who are in love say its&nbsp;</b></span><br /> <span style="color: red; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><b>the most beautiful feeling in the entire universe . People who have lost</b></span><br /> <span style="color: red; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><b>in love say it is dreadful and just a pain . People who have been cheated</b></span><br /> <span style="color: red; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><b>in love regret for falling in love the first place !!!</b></span><br /> <span style="color: red; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><b><br /></b></span><br /> <span style="color: red; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><b>For starters love cannot be defined . Its like explaining to a person how</b></span><br /> <span style="color: red; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><b>water tastes like . Love is that emotion which brings out the best in&nbsp;</b></span><br /> <span style="color: red; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><b>a person . The extent to which you would go to make him smile , the&nbsp;</b></span><br /> <span style="color: red; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><b>hours you would travel to just get a glimpse of him , the sleepless nights</b></span><br /> <span style="color: red; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><b>u have just to talk to him a little longer , the feeling of excitement&nbsp;</b></span><br /> <span style="color: red; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><b>u get when u see his text all sum up to LOVE . Love is that feeling that&nbsp;</b></span><br /> <span style="color: red; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><b>makes you so satisfied that u dont want anybody else in the world .Love&nbsp;</b></span><br /> <span style="color: red; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><b>is often misunderstood with infatuation . Love does not end or change&nbsp;</b></span><br /> <span style="color: red; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><b>due to circumstances . Love does not depend on looks or wealth or personality .</b></span><br /> <span style="color: red; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><b><br /></b></span><br /> <span style="color: red; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><b>For me love is magical . It is like a fairytale . It does not happen at</b></span><br /> <span style="color: red; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><b>the first sight but develops over a period of time . It is that feeling&nbsp;</b></span><br /> <span style="color: red; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><b>of completeness inside u when you are with him . It is that feeling that</b></span><br /> <span style="color: red; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><b>makes him look amazing even when he is at his worst . It is when you&nbsp;</b></span><br /> <span style="color: red; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><b>cannot even think of a reason for why you love him . It is when you&nbsp;</b></span><br /> <span style="color: red; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><b>remember every second you ever spent with him and wish for more !!</b></span><br /> <span style="color: red; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><b><br /></b></span><br /> <span style="color: red; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><b>Love is not a feeling, it is rather a celestial alignment where&nbsp;</b></span><br /> <span style="color: red; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><b>everything else in the world disappears for a moment.</b></span><br /> <span style="color: red; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><b><br /></b></span><br /> <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjaXX8t9FS4jxNBGTSocs0ELQf6lS4OsB_4BtyzvwEGFWSej-5fp6F_E6N9xS0JonkaoUs-oiN0trY86GMS7RH2Tud5D2Bod8GvvWWIoakr2d_gzimI7xj6AAO4GVXs7Q3KmK5E/s1600/Young-Love-at-Beach2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="color: red;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjaXX8t9FS4jxNBGTSocs0ELQf6lS4OsB_4BtyzvwEGFWSej-5fp6F_E6N9xS0JonkaoUs-oiN0trY86GMS7RH2Tud5D2Bod8GvvWWIoakr2d_gzimI7xj6AAO4GVXs7Q3KmK5E/s320/Young-Love-at-Beach2.jpg" width="320" /></span></a></div> <span style="color: red; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><b>For LOVE is immortality !!!!</b></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer">mytonse.blogspot.com</div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34932687.post-31376850372875583562012-06-15T08:39:00.002-07:002012-06-15T08:39:16.945-07:00<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"> <br /> Its been ages since i could pen down anything.I don't know how i feel now.I have this intolerable feeling of enormous guilt and happiness alike.And there's pain lots and lots of it now.<br /> <br /> And yes i wanted to say to this to since the last time we met.<br /> <br /> Of all things i am truly sorry for the way things have gone down.I am the sole responsible .I &nbsp;wasn't&nbsp;at the best of my&nbsp;behavior...<br /> <br /> Hope things go down the best way for you.Wishing you all the very best .I am&nbsp;definitively&nbsp;sure hell keep you happy countless times more than i could.<br /> <br /> Take care.<br /> <br /> More later.</div><div class="blogger-post-footer">mytonse.blogspot.com</div>Yunihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08030593927625686776noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34932687.post-16487677939432210342012-01-09T07:23:00.001-08:002012-01-09T07:24:22.646-08:00<div><p>If you could see inside my soul,</p> <p>see inside my heart,</p> <p>you would know how I long for you,</p> <p>whenever we're apart</p> <p>If you could see inside my head,</p> <p>if thoughts were things to see,</p> <p>you would know how I cherish you,</p> <p>how much you mean to me</p> <p>In all the ways you comfort me,</p> <p>the way you hold me near,</p> <p>the way you know just what to do,</p> <p>to chase away my fear </p> <p>The sparkle in your beautiful eyes,</p> <p>your smile,</p> <p>laugh,</p> <p>your touch,</p> <p>are just a few of many reasons,</p> <p>I love you oh so much </p> <p>Knowing I can talk to you,</p> <p>about any and everything,</p> <p>and knowing together we will get,</p> <p>through whatever life may bring </p> <p>I could search the whole world over,</p> <p>and this I know is true,</p> <p>I would never find another love,</p> <p>like the love I found with you </p> <p>Though with each new day,</p> <p>each sunrise,</p> <p>we can't&#160; know what's in store,</p> <p>there is one thing I know for sure,</p> <p>each day I love you more </p> <p>So if you could see inside my head,</p> <p>if thoughts were things to see,</p> <p>you would know I blessed I feel,</p> <p>to have you here with me.</p> <br/><img src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8KA4WUEv5ls8_IEgpSoHqmA6sbwxcpgqkRVlRCr-PFjbSPBm6RSfc_ZNBlYl39hWfUO5VbRvgbZ0_LCnOKrsQBuTLlaHtOUVRyLUsoZAz9_9fphOLCmJQszKkOwf6oDy3y43l/' /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer">mytonse.blogspot.com</div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34932687.post-59567929194298979002012-01-05T12:12:00.001-08:002012-01-05T12:21:18.199-08:00<div><p>Love is the greatest feeling,</p> <p>Love is like a play,</p> <p>Love is what I feel for you,</p> <p>Each and every day,</p> <p>Love is like a smile,</p> <p>Love is like a song,</p> <p>Love is a great emotion,</p> <p>That keeps us going strong,</p> <p>I love you with my heart,</p> <p>My body and my soul,</p> <p>I love the way I keep loving,</p> <p>Like a love I can't control,</p> <p>So remember when your eyes meet mine,</p> <p>I love you with all my heart,</p> <p>And I have poured my entire soul into you,</p> <p>Right from the very start.</p> <br/><img src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhiDBC-0t6wLe2W1bWfgJ34IcXZHQS3RA4cVySkaCDZxal1nOb6PSt3JybUGnI2joPuyNnE8SZetx6VtKoNBDwWyJN4HURNX2sxQAMKUWQT98BsP6jlOB2_PNjeglDKPMQOFz5C/' /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer">mytonse.blogspot.com</div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34932687.post-37625695017734161242011-10-09T09:50:00.000-07:002011-10-09T09:52:54.304-07:00<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"> <i>Hello</i> ,<br /> <br /> <blockquote> <i>Just averted a major accident along the Manipal-Hebri Road.Uncle was driving at his usual mileage sixties when suddenly a youngster from the opposite track sped through the front in an attempt to overtake the adjacent bus..Neither the left nor the right were possible and the oncoming biker seems to have lost all his control and was heading straight on.Both the biker on the left nor the bus on the right seem to sense.In a split second decision uncle took to his left ,with the alerted rider took to his heels moving further&nbsp;off road,the biker in the front rammed the vehicle at the north-east side ripping the mirror and and screeching brakes by uncle put the car on halt on the left.Our eyes met for a fraction before he passed through the right side window where i was seated.As soon as uncle stopped me and bhaijaan got down.I&nbsp;hurriedly&nbsp;looked on to the road for the most&nbsp;horrific&nbsp;scene and&nbsp;could n&nbsp;t find him anywhere.&nbsp;Shockingly&nbsp;the lucky chap found the&nbsp;mintiest&nbsp;Maeterlinck&nbsp;while he ripped the mirror of the car.He was in&nbsp;shock&nbsp;and shaking.People gathered all around and thanked almighty for the escape.God Bless..With a quick few&nbsp;words&nbsp;of comfort we continued towards Hebri.The fraction of &nbsp;a second where our eyes met and saw the light will linger for some more time.</i></blockquote> <br /> <i><b>No one&nbsp;remembered the broken mirror on the pavement.</b></i><br /> <i><br /></i><br /> <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPyUPh0eRXSn2eF4_QUJOTwBKONrXIqaqvsTemcCndqWadkvz6YViU0lrNMl9SOls0EBKNbDGBp8jdyMkXZaitvvlMljwfOa9uFARBSdNr1LKZnY3p3s8rhhGsLAk1dyAXm_xL/s1600/1216044641W6K716.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="270" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPyUPh0eRXSn2eF4_QUJOTwBKONrXIqaqvsTemcCndqWadkvz6YViU0lrNMl9SOls0EBKNbDGBp8jdyMkXZaitvvlMljwfOa9uFARBSdNr1LKZnY3p3s8rhhGsLAk1dyAXm_xL/s400/1216044641W6K716.jpg" width="400" /></a></div> <i><br /></i></div> <div class="blogger-post-footer">mytonse.blogspot.com</div>Yunihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08030593927625686776noreply@blogger.com1Manipal, Karnataka, India13.346407 74.78857613.315507499999999 74.749094 13.3773065 74.828058000000013tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34932687.post-68074435826654818912011-10-07T08:25:00.000-07:002011-10-07T08:25:14.894-07:00<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"> <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLPCvzbNYEdaGe8yGcXhGZ-tq9kTGd0VI7mchOihPXvRH6iqDDZYxgFqVeR6qr9u0Ey__WwCj4O6_UfHONkN8LGBcEMKOEB-ucn4-O7EN4ZKkLTHAtKeYOgwhFDkWo8Lk8-WkM/s1600/mkj03r.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLPCvzbNYEdaGe8yGcXhGZ-tq9kTGd0VI7mchOihPXvRH6iqDDZYxgFqVeR6qr9u0Ey__WwCj4O6_UfHONkN8LGBcEMKOEB-ucn4-O7EN4ZKkLTHAtKeYOgwhFDkWo8Lk8-WkM/s400/mkj03r.jpg" width="400" /></a></div> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"><br /> </span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-size: x-small;"><b> I appear loom in the soul of ye, almighty<br /> Dusk to Dawn i minstrel the psalm of deity<br /> I'm lone, solitary, awaitin' dad's reach<br /> 'm i that sweet like a glistenin' peach?<br /> <br /> Thank thy mother for the triumph of your's<br /> Now you've grown, you ought to toss<br /> Praise be to lord, the word tongue-tied<br /> Wake up O' from the sands of arabian tide<br /> <br /> Be it a fact or a myth that's ancient<br /> Of a girl who's gloomy, besides very patient<br /> Long i stood teaching the aspects of love<br /> On her's to abide by the preaching's of dove<br /> <br /> I promise ye almighty, loneliness just flee<br /> Behold me O' lord, it's the original me ........</b></span></span></i></span> <br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px;"> -<b>Safwan Sadiq</b></span></span></div> <div class="blogger-post-footer">mytonse.blogspot.com</div>saffu14http://www.blogger.com/profile/06776180665214102815noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34932687.post-41158532564860391742011-10-06T03:43:00.001-07:002011-10-06T03:44:01.319-07:00<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"> <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYfX6SvLLBFbjppbwx9jKgZnI_ynLHvsLQPkrowH5dKD_-5urLND4-pFNNrmkbh-B04cd4ZUR0nwLMs2-VTijFNLGpGOC0zR8nze2oZqacndoH2LTbnhNECdhZP3CmAWgbU5Wc/s1600/318388_2487645912241_1285491850_32938820_824903985_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="406" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYfX6SvLLBFbjppbwx9jKgZnI_ynLHvsLQPkrowH5dKD_-5urLND4-pFNNrmkbh-B04cd4ZUR0nwLMs2-VTijFNLGpGOC0zR8nze2oZqacndoH2LTbnhNECdhZP3CmAWgbU5Wc/s640/318388_2487645912241_1285491850_32938820_824903985_n.jpg" width="640" /></a></div> <br /></div> <div class="blogger-post-footer">mytonse.blogspot.com</div>Yunihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08030593927625686776noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34932687.post-65702264798328831142011-10-05T22:55:00.000-07:002011-10-05T22:56:24.027-07:00<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"> <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7hFRsB4AoT9dlwMQm1t5ucakjQMkPYWTAs5HM7tAlgniINcl2HxG7Ty7mFfVpnuZ7WicGSS-nmgawsHCMcEQ2aJVvAMjeYnyP73a5KLUUGtmtsmZV-5g0_qcc43FX2yS0_sJV/s1600/27947_391074524390_808779390_3836033_568782_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7hFRsB4AoT9dlwMQm1t5ucakjQMkPYWTAs5HM7tAlgniINcl2HxG7Ty7mFfVpnuZ7WicGSS-nmgawsHCMcEQ2aJVvAMjeYnyP73a5KLUUGtmtsmZV-5g0_qcc43FX2yS0_sJV/s400/27947_391074524390_808779390_3836033_568782_n.jpg" width="400" /></a></div> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; line-height: 15px;"><br /><br /><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">You were a loser but i thought youd win<br /><br />When always heard you say youd do it ,i believed but you neva did anything that way..<br /><br />No sense of urgency and no meaning for time,i dnt think you ever gonna rise and shine.<br /><br />All you have is empty and boastephous talk..<br /><br />Your greedy and mean,<br />You talk about yourself while you shredd others away.<br /><br />I have no respect left for you,<br />Now i know what you do,<br />Thank God,i neva did my limit.<br /><br />All i know is how you while your time aay,thrwoing what others have.<br /><br />You are such a fool and coward,<br />now that i realise i am going to stay away.<br /><br />I wish i could tear down every lie of yours,<br />Account you for every play you played..<br /><br />It perplexes me whether to luagh or cry at you<br /><br />but ..alas.. you are you and guess am me..<br /><br />You boast on others pride<br />and taunt them with your lows<br /><br />2 years passed..Ill never forget you<br />You ripped me of all my success and almost made me a loser<br /><br />You are a disease ..I hold myself to break you cause you are somebody's world and somebody is mine !!</span></b></span></div> <div class="blogger-post-footer">mytonse.blogspot.com</div>Yunihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08030593927625686776noreply@blogger.com0Manipal, Karnataka, India13.346407 74.78857613.315507499999999 74.749094 13.3773065 74.828058000000013tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34932687.post-7657994097802223372011-10-05T12:02:00.000-07:002011-10-05T22:55:25.536-07:00<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"> <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div> <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhKBwvJtp7QpvSLlQCme7WG4ZyexOLsGpA3tRP_BR8kQQyyjbVyOmO61NGSLHDifCRH2imuw3HRhDI8dOAyvjRvbAg1qmWsjnsds9DREnwU6V8tDZmGjdbyN2MQ6o5Sv7L0xSF/s1600/broken-heart-wallpaper.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhKBwvJtp7QpvSLlQCme7WG4ZyexOLsGpA3tRP_BR8kQQyyjbVyOmO61NGSLHDifCRH2imuw3HRhDI8dOAyvjRvbAg1qmWsjnsds9DREnwU6V8tDZmGjdbyN2MQ6o5Sv7L0xSF/s640/broken-heart-wallpaper.jpg" width="480" /></a></div> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"><b><i><br /></i></b></span></span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"><b><i><br /></i></b></span></span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"><b><i>Every day i met you<br /><br />I planned to tell<br /><br />The feelings for u in my heart<br /><br />That surrounded me like a spell</i><br /><br /><br />As time passed by<br /><br />My feelings multiplied<br /><br />I wanted to tell you so much<br /><br />But my heart denied<br /><br /><br /><br />I was lost in your thoughts day and night<br /><br />You were the only thing on mi mind<br /><br />I lost my sleep , i lost my appetite , i became so weak<br /><br />The life ahead of me seemed so bleak<br /><br /><br />I had made up my mind to tell you that day<br /><br />I put myself together and came your way<br /><br />But what i saw broke me apart<br /><br />I had no other choice than to depart<br /><br /><br />The sight i had seen<br /><br />I could never forget<br /><br />The thought of you and her together<br /><br />Made my pillow wet<br /><br />I tried to run<br /><br />I tried to hide<br /><br />But all i could find<br /><br />Was you by mi side<br /><br /><br />I was lost<br /><br />I was depressed<br /><br />All i could see was you and her<br /><br />Lost into each other , obsessed<br /><br /><br />I cursed myself for what i had been<br /><br />I cursed myself for what i had seen<br /><br />I did not know where to go , what to do<br /><br />The outcomes for this was only a few<br /><br /><br />I had made my choice to go far away from you<br /><br />A place where you cant see me , a place i wont be with you<br /><br />I wanted peace , I wanted eternal rest<br /><br />I left you by yourself hoping you got the BEST !!!!!!!!!!!</b></span></span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"><b><i><br /></i></b></span></span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px;"><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;">-</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">VIXEN</span></i></b></span></div> <div class="blogger-post-footer">mytonse.blogspot.com</div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2Pintos Ln, Mallikatte, Kadri, Mangalore, Karnataka, India12.8818495 74.854368212.850892 74.814886199999989 12.912806999999999 74.8938502tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34932687.post-8017997660736429192011-10-05T00:04:00.000-07:002011-10-05T00:05:54.133-07:00<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"> <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisvp4BxYu-9GfHC9H8xnniNXQa_4sF2pGKVP0Bi_P3_TEs_-9s0yRq4guo2l3930dxLZB_-jJ6sakmy1DTf_4J8g1RSw-YO5DQKOPFlgHYfx4iivvCdpED2FoSmlx9w04YlYNw/s1600/n674768243_730206_8498.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" id=":current_picnik_image" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisvp4BxYu-9GfHC9H8xnniNXQa_4sF2pGKVP0Bi_P3_TEs_-9s0yRq4guo2l3930dxLZB_-jJ6sakmy1DTf_4J8g1RSw-YO5DQKOPFlgHYfx4iivvCdpED2FoSmlx9w04YlYNw/s400/n674768243_730206_8498.jpg" width="277" /></a></div> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"><i><br /></i></span></span><br /> <blockquote> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"><i>Dedicated to Shaistha Tonse</i></span></blockquote> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 14px;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"><br /></span></span></b></span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 14px;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">The mother of three<br /> was the one who excited me<br /> For a lovely mother like that<br /> Let her souls rest in peace<br /> <br /> Her scary smile,her popped eyeballs<br /> Just stretched my lips within no time<br /> For a pantaloon like that<br /> Let her souls rest in peace<br /> <br /> She not only took care of the three<br /> For she gave me ***** for free<br /> For a carin' mother like that<br /> Let her souls rest in peace<br /> <br /> Not just a housewife was she<br /> But did many odd jobs and was known in the society<br /> For a hard-headed mother like that<br /> Let her souls rest in peace<br /> <br /> At the early age of her motherly life<br /> Her dream to become a granny was just a dream<br /> For the mother of three like that<br /> Let her sou rest in peace.</span></span></b> <br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"> -<b>Safwan Sadiq</b></span></span></div> <div class="blogger-post-footer">mytonse.blogspot.com</div>saffu14http://www.blogger.com/profile/06776180665214102815noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34932687.post-44956181127963779162011-10-04T23:49:00.000-07:002011-10-04T23:56:20.958-07:00<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"> <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8kmhEGMrP3rTwFkgrGinOhuOC0uKSw1ndg7GanU5lMLO4T8ednsJhtjsju9iZjm7GCEC9XhiqYdQjBJJJLzEhUqhkmac4MZofPwSNcI_d9sPIZnxCWURByAq1qAJxC85JQAvA/s1600/images+%252810%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="387" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8kmhEGMrP3rTwFkgrGinOhuOC0uKSw1ndg7GanU5lMLO4T8ednsJhtjsju9iZjm7GCEC9XhiqYdQjBJJJLzEhUqhkmac4MZofPwSNcI_d9sPIZnxCWURByAq1qAJxC85JQAvA/s400/images+%252810%2529.jpg" width="400" /></a></div> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; line-height: 14px;"><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: x-small;"><i><br /><b> On a rainy night,<br /> I with an umbrella at a height<br /> Glarin’ at crystal drops fallin’<br /> No matter who’s callin’<br /> <br /> She’s not lone but<br /> Thunder’s strikin’ with cuts<br /> "Pardon me whom this anger's on?"<br /> I was sure this ‘d last till dawn!<br /> <br /> Praise the lord for this divine rain<br /> For, it pours after years in our lane<br /> Don’t complain for this heavenly gift<br /> Let it pour and pour with swift!<br /> <br /> Now I need to shelter me under a branch<br /> As i got to stuff my snack<br /> And wait till the clouds call ‘em back<br /> And Wait till the……………………………</b></i></span> <br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px;"> -<b>Safwan Sadiq</b></span></span></div> <div class="blogger-post-footer">mytonse.blogspot.com</div>saffu14http://www.blogger.com/profile/06776180665214102815noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34932687.post-71696455591767822422011-10-04T23:44:00.000-07:002011-10-04T23:44:43.117-07:00<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"> <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtQbFl9bx31HcTsh1ZGR6w0CoujvAwF9qYqR6ktehLQySUyyjlVZhR6ghBY6irCMBnfa1gbodm-brrf9OnZ6ZYGONqpDoSHTEGehWYAcDj7RWu3bFf_k8xf66h43SLLx3PR8OT/s1600/The-Lovers_1928.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="290" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtQbFl9bx31HcTsh1ZGR6w0CoujvAwF9qYqR6ktehLQySUyyjlVZhR6ghBY6irCMBnfa1gbodm-brrf9OnZ6ZYGONqpDoSHTEGehWYAcDj7RWu3bFf_k8xf66h43SLLx3PR8OT/s400/The-Lovers_1928.jpg" width="400" /></a></div> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; line-height: 14px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"><br /></span></span><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"> Not hostile, nor the lovers<br /> The comrades arising of blooming flowers<br /> Singing the psalm of lovers camp<br /> They enlight their way with slushy lamp</span><br /> <br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #274e13;"><i> They flicker in the path of divine light<br /> No enmity shall master this puissant rhyme<br /> They flush in blue like a gilded kite<br /> No kings shall glorify the bold chime</i></span><br /> <br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"> Favour me, O' lord of heavens<br /> Be it just friendship, with pleasure immense<br /> Engross this tale, in the books of history<br /> Like a riddle, as hard to tackle the mystery</span><br /> <br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #274e13;"><i> Conceit it just friendship, as quoth before<br /> That dwell in lovers eyes and nothing much more ....</i></span></span> <br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"> -Safwan Sadiq</span></b></span></div> <div class="blogger-post-footer">mytonse.blogspot.com</div>saffu14http://www.blogger.com/profile/06776180665214102815noreply@blogger.com0Kankanady Bypass Rd, Mangalore, Karnataka, India12.8670959 74.859981512.863225900000002 74.855046 12.8709659 74.864917tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34932687.post-4721502904063594332011-10-04T23:31:00.000-07:002011-10-04T23:34:33.512-07:00<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"> <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_6eV0ckuk_2jpOHt508HWNQ5DgfwAZuVVO3tLUs9od1_g22vvVh5un_cGim-ca0AM7nukMUSAi1hV7nzuzZLNeNiXP2q7wxX2gZ9KMmnpQpImhaWjailN57MAX3IWjq_FVj7q/s1600/two-roads-diverged1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="266" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_6eV0ckuk_2jpOHt508HWNQ5DgfwAZuVVO3tLUs9od1_g22vvVh5un_cGim-ca0AM7nukMUSAi1hV7nzuzZLNeNiXP2q7wxX2gZ9KMmnpQpImhaWjailN57MAX3IWjq_FVj7q/s400/two-roads-diverged1.jpg" width="400" /></a></div> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"><br /></span></span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47;"><i>The bloomin' breeze just before the sun rose</i></span></b></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47;"><i>&nbsp;</i></span></b></span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47;"><i>The worn out hair-pinned road we chose<br /> Two comrades awaitin' us in the woods<br /> We stepped in along with our goods</i></span> <br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #274e13;"><br /> </span></b></span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #274e13;">The junk foods burst out, a drink with each<br /> The lone solitary boy awaitin' sunsets reach<br /> The cold blooded trees welcomed The Ghats<br /> The gorgeous beauty and fruit-gem tarts</span> <br /><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47;"><br /> </span></i></b></span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47;">The coffee beans so fresh and green<br /> Just another sight for bright-futured teen<br /> On the way back home, was a bit gay<br /> May-be to break with a hope of ray</span></i><br /> </b></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #274e13;"><br /></span></b></span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #274e13;">The joy on the way back home</span></b></span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #274e13;"> was no less than a heavenly dome<br /> The hair-pinned roads diverged in a wood<br /> where me the solitary all alone stood</span></b> <br /><br /> </span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;">-<b>Safwan Sadiq</b></span></div> <div class="blogger-post-footer">mytonse.blogspot.com</div>saffu14http://www.blogger.com/profile/06776180665214102815noreply@blogger.com0Kankanady Bypass Rd, Mangalore, Karnataka, India12.8670959 74.859981512.8516159 74.840240500000007 12.8825759 74.8797225tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34932687.post-10480597240437869732011-10-04T11:18:00.000-07:002011-10-04T23:58:25.831-07:00<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"> <a href="http://art-and-me.blogspot.com/2011/03/everyday-we-learn-something-new.html?spref=bl">Art and me!!!: All those lessons to be learnt...</a>: Everyday we learn something new...sometimes its something we knew as a child but had forgotten about...sometimes its something we have...</div> <div class="blogger-post-footer">mytonse.blogspot.com</div>Yunihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08030593927625686776noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34932687.post-38827326788765938242011-10-03T22:19:00.001-07:002011-10-04T23:26:55.430-07:00<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"> <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> <a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-e7_MIFqDMTA/ToWMcaO3_8I/AAAAAAAAAWA/wDt43_jrvi8/s1600/IMG_1523.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-e7_MIFqDMTA/ToWMcaO3_8I/AAAAAAAAAWA/wDt43_jrvi8/s400/IMG_1523.jpg" width="400" /></a></div> <br /></div> <div class="blogger-post-footer">mytonse.blogspot.com</div>Yunihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08030593927625686776noreply@blogger.com0Kaup, Karnataka, India13.2263016 74.748337113.2108441 74.7285961 13.2417591 74.7680781tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34932687.post-72334337509607421282011-08-21T09:47:00.000-07:002011-08-21T09:47:47.150-07:00<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"> <br /> <br /> <blockquote> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"><i>In those olden days when moms arrival from mumbai was a huge affair.just before marriage mom was guest to&nbsp;UTU's House in Manipal.She was gifted the company of one of dad's sisters(RAA).Aunt recalls dressing up with&nbsp;her into new attires and going for a walk .At one particular instance mom wanted to go to the parlour for&nbsp;the usuals.She told this with her companion(RAA) who readily agreed out of curiosity.The same day Dad,dadi&nbsp;and sisters(AT) headed to the jewellery store to buy ornaments for the wedding.Mom along with RAA got down&nbsp;in the bus stand and headed to the nearby parlour.As they headed out ,dad,dadi and AT were standing across&nbsp;the lane.The jewellery store was in the adjacent building.neither mom nor her companion were aware that dad&nbsp;has already seen them as he was the one facing that side.Dadi and AT were busy with discussing what to&nbsp;purchase.Dad was in awe as he saw mom striding along busy chit chatting with RAA .He literally covered his&nbsp;</i></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"><i>mouth with his hand looking between his mom and my mom.Finally one of dads sister recognised mom and called&nbsp;on to her.MOM and RAA almost collapsed as they were deciding between running away and confronting dad and&nbsp;dadi.Dad was trying to cover up things,finally mom put ina "aspirin" reply to her current whereabouts.Dadi&nbsp;met mom the first time there.After a few quick exchanges dadi suggested mom buy her own ornaments and they&nbsp;headed along..</i></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"><i><br /></i></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"><i></i></span></blockquote> <br /> <blockquote> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"><i>More later.</i></span></blockquote> <br /></div> <div class="blogger-post-footer">mytonse.blogspot.com</div>Yunihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08030593927625686776noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34932687.post-11036110335014419492011-08-16T23:49:00.000-07:002011-08-16T23:49:17.902-07:00<a href="http://mytonse.blogspot.com/2011/08/hopelessness.html#links">T O N S E 's D I A R Y: hopelessness</a><div class="blogger-post-footer">mytonse.blogspot.com</div>Yunihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08030593927625686776noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34932687.post-16033102028018977192011-08-16T23:45:00.000-07:002011-08-16T23:45:37.697-07:00<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"> <i>Things seem pretty clogged at the moment.I know what i want to do but somehow i am not quite getting there.I have been working hard on all aspects but still i fail to get it.Why is that.Flabbergasted and hopelessness prevails..</i><br /> <br /> <b>Mood of the day :</b> <i>Low</i></div> <div class="blogger-post-footer">mytonse.blogspot.com</div>Yunihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08030593927625686776noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34932687.post-26436203059258248952011-06-11T23:06:00.000-07:002011-06-12T00:10:04.383-07:00<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">Dear Diary,<br /> <br /> Its been a while since i wrote&nbsp;something down.All this while i was caught up in taking care of my mom,internals in college,problems with my brother,burying &nbsp;my mom, semester exams ...<br /> <br /> There is a lot i want to write down.I still cant sleep well at night.I was in practice of being awake for my mom.She used to howl in pain at night and i used to give her fluids to drink.I can still feel her pain.&nbsp;Every time&nbsp;i sit alone or have something to concentrate for i find her there looking at me ,i feel her pain .And it makes me all the more miserable.And the moment i come out of it i remember her family.People who have caused her more pain that stand by her.I think of her brothers.One who caused her her hurt by never being around and who&nbsp;didn't&nbsp;even care to call in during her funeral and another one being right in front of her with no regrets whatsoever.<br /> I remember the following line every sec<br /> <br /> "<b> She resembles Britney&nbsp;doesn't&nbsp;she.</b>"<br /> <br /> "<b>They are bad people .Do not associate with them.They are your enemies legally</b>."<br /> --Otherwise juice their contributions out<br /> <br /> "<b>I dint see what she was doing</b>"<br /> <br /> "<b>You eat here ,your brother eats outside</b>"<br /> <br /> to be contd..<br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> </div><div class="blogger-post-footer">mytonse.blogspot.com</div>Yunihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08030593927625686776noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34932687.post-37113921627925687042011-02-06T04:24:00.000-08:002011-02-06T04:25:27.871-08:00<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">Dear Diary,<br /> <br /> Just landed and witnessed another horrible day.In dire shock.God help us all.<br /> <br /> </div><div class="blogger-post-footer">mytonse.blogspot.com</div>Yunihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08030593927625686776noreply@blogger.com0Gokhale Rd N, Dadar, Mumbai, Maharashtra, India19.020682 72.836889319.0156105 72.8295938 19.0257535 72.8441848