<?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-4049370067550430550</id><updated>2024-11-01T12:35:12.936+05:30</updated><category term="Life"/><category term="Love"/><category term="Poem"/><category term="Story"/><category term="Desperation"/><category term="Fiction"/><category term="Perspective"/><category term="Snippet"/><category term="Sorrow"/><category term="English Poem"/><category term="Hindi"/><category term="Heart and love"/><category term="Encounter"/><category term="History of my life"/><category term="Paragraph"/><category term="feeling for love"/><title type='text'>Tushar in - My Secret Pen</title><subtitle type='html'>Tushar in - My Secret Pen</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tusharsriv.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4049370067550430550/posts/default?redirect=false'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tusharsriv.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Tushar Srivastava</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06034855738673280358</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>23</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4049370067550430550.post-5431388411140438646</id><published>2014-08-12T00:21:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2014-08-12T21:58:17.066+05:30</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Desperation"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="English Poem"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Life"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Paragraph"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Perspective"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Snippet"/><title type='text'>A Stranger</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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Hi my favorite friends. I am happy as well as sorry. Happy, &amp;#39;cause I am posting another excerpt from one of my old diary and Sad, &amp;#39;cause I hadn&amp;#39;t posted anything for so long and might have lost many nice readers. Well, anyways let&amp;#39;s talk a little before I start telling you the except from my old diary. &lt;/div&gt;
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I have finally graduated and now I can call myself an Engineer. Also, I have created my personal website, you can visit it here &lt;a href=&quot;https://www.tusharsrivastava.com/&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;TusharSrivastava.Com&lt;/a&gt;. I am also working on so many things these days that I barely get any time to share my interest. Although yesterday when I was sitting idle after enjoying a very nice evening with my family, I saw my old diary and I started to flip its pages. I was astonished and confused at the same time seeing my beautifully written paragraphs. That was when I realized that all these years after my 12th, I was cutoff from my English paragraph writing habit and my skill has lost somewhere. Now I am trying hard to get that skill revived again and I am very positive about that. &lt;/div&gt;
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Now when I have spoken so much about the lost paragraph from my old diary let me present you the original paragraph I had written when I was in 12th standard, about 4.5 years from now. &lt;/div&gt;
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Keep Reading...&lt;/div&gt;
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Sometimes the words even are not enough to express the sentiments you have in your heart. Sometimes, your eyes only can tell the story about your feelings. Sometimes, the only thing you want to have is stopping the time and live that moment forever.&lt;br /&gt;
Well, I am not being sentimental and actually I have a problem that I cannot feel sentiments and emotions. Today, our lives have taken a big leap ahead. We have left our college life or better to say our complete student&#39;s life. We will surely be moving ahead since life only has a single direction of propagation i.e. forward. When, I was 4, I started my second life, a life of student. As always said, school is like the second home for us, so I actually had started another life, a student&#39;s life. It was a long run till just now when I had completed this frame of my life.&lt;br /&gt;
I want to share something that made me what I am today since every person is molded into a new human being by different moments and incidents of life. I would like to thank all my classmates, some of my good friends and my best friends. I had never thought that I will have this face of my life too. When I was a kid, I always had difficulty making friends and frankly I had no friend. I never knew what friendship is and how many patriotic feelings are there for friendship. I always thought that I will not get any friend in my life but time do change. I took admission in a new school in 9th standard and my life changed. I got so many friends and soon do I realized that only few of them are the real gems, the guys I could say are my friends.&lt;br /&gt;
Then, I jumped into my college life and then a whole new phase of life started for me. Initially, I was an uncool (what modern guys would say) kind of guy. I was quite quiet and a little arrogant too. Though I had no false pride about anything that I posses but I was arrogant &#39;cause I never wanted anyone to take me lightly (you my friends know what I am saying ;) ) Then, I slowly started to change &#39;cause I found my classmates more of supportive nature rather than making fun of me. They also tried to change me by asking me to do things that I feared like bunking the class. Yet I wasn&#39;t comfortable doing so initially but soon, I dared and trespass my own limits and started enjoying these things like bunking, singing in the corridors and labs and classrooms (HaHaHa).&lt;br /&gt;
I was given respect and love by my friends and that was the catalyst in changing me, making me more humble and a little bit cool too.&lt;br /&gt;
Now, I cannot speak much or I will only be boring you. There are so many &quot;I&quot; in this post but It was not about me, It was about a little, nonsense, arrogant guy who was transformed into a humble, helpful, a little joyful and a little cool guy, and the peoples who have contributed their best efforts in transforming him.&lt;br /&gt;
In the end, I would like to thank all the respectful teachers who always supported me and teach me engineering. I would wish all of you a best of luck and a brighter than sun future. May GOD bless you always.&lt;br /&gt;
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Alright, It was kind of a speech but believe me, it was intended to be so.... ;) A funny and jolly Tushar Srivastava wasn&#39;t required here &#39;cause It&#39;s the time when I had to pour my heart in front of all of you guys who made me what I am today. Thank you very much everyone. See you soon.&lt;/div&gt;
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Hi Friends!, How are you? I know I am posting very late this time. Guys and Gals, I can&amp;#39;t tell you how busy I was these days, but it&amp;#39;s fine. I don&amp;#39;t think it will interest you. By the way, I am thinking of something to post. I am unable to guess anything. Can you help me?&lt;br&gt;
Okay, see, I have posted about my life and how interesting it is (pretty boring right ;-) ) I also have posted a nice story ( can&amp;#39;t say much as I didn&amp;#39;t get a nice review till now). Now, what&amp;#39;s left ? Okay, see I don&amp;#39;t want you to read another boring (kind of) incident of my life. So, why not I tell you about what&amp;#39;s going on these days. Yes, I know, you must be telling to me, &amp;quot;hey! we watch news&amp;quot;. I know, and that&amp;#39;s why I am not going to show you the picture, rendered by them. In fact I will be showing you the image that I have forged. Well, I am not a critic or something, and yes, I am not a person who can speak on topics like that, but I can do one thing. I can make you think. :-)&lt;br&gt;
Keep Reading...... I am not off :-P&lt;br&gt;
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Hi my favorite readers, cheers today that your Tushar Srivastava has got his first award in the bloggers world. &lt;b&gt;&amp;quot;The Versatile Blogger Award&amp;quot;&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br&gt;
It’s been 3 years since I started my journey to the blog world.
 I am joyous to share my first award in this blog world. I am amazed to know about the &lt;b&gt;‘Versatile Blogger Award’ &lt;/b&gt;on the auspicious day of Deepawali when I 
see a message that states “I have nominated you for the &amp;#39;The Versatile 
Blogger Award’. Congratulations!!!”.&lt;br&gt;
If you are nominated must read it complete as it has instructions for what to do next for you.&lt;br&gt;
Other&amp;#39;s can read it complete if they like ;-)&lt;br&gt;
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World is mine, I am king of this world, I am the only one on this earth who knows the difference between me and others.&lt;br&gt;
What!!!!!!!!!!!!??????......Is that man a MAD...??&lt;br&gt;
I am sure you are asking this question to yourself right now, and Yes, I know I am MAD and I have told you about it quite a lot too. Its just another example of the same. :-D&lt;br&gt;
Well, lets delve into the topic of today that I want to share with my very genuine friends, my favorite Guys and Gals, my readers :-)&lt;br&gt;
So, the topic of today isn&amp;#39;t much boring but till now while I am typing here very fast, I don&amp;#39;t yet know what will I be telling you today. Okay, I was told by one of my reader that my blog is a nice blog for lovers, so let us talk about love a little. Can&amp;#39;t post a whole story right now, since my exams are approaching but let me tell you a very nice piece of my life.... Yeah, it is not boring this time ;-)&lt;br&gt;
 My life is very straight on normal days, but this normal day never come straight in my life :-P So, in short I just roll around twists in my life even when I am just sipping a hot cup of tea... I was in love that year.&lt;br&gt;
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Life seems to be so simple at the first few years of your birth, even though we don&amp;#39;t know at that age what life is? In fact, we have never ever found the reason of our existence, yet some people explain it as a complex process of going through a cycle of birth and death, it is far more vast than that simple definition. In this post we will see what life can be best explained as. This post is a bit technical in the way it shows the analogy of a computer program running on a system with a human&amp;#39;s life. It&amp;#39;s going to be interesting for you. Keep reading. &lt;br&gt;
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&amp;nbsp;A tiny rose blossoms and saw the first day of his life, it was excited 
to see the first rays of Sun and wanted to get all of it on itself......&lt;br /&gt;
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Then came a bee, it flew over it and sings a song...&lt;br /&gt;
Then came a butterfly, it sits over it and dance......&lt;br /&gt;
Then came a child he looks at the rose.....and smiled at it....&lt;br /&gt;
then he came near to it, slowly took his hand near the flower..&lt;br /&gt;
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and plucked it&lt;span class=&quot;text_exposed_show&quot;&gt;..............................&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;word_break&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;..............................&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;word_break&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.......&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Alas! the life of rose ended with it&#39;s birth, it wanted to live and grow...&lt;br /&gt; it wanted to be of some help to bees and butterflies.......but......&lt;br /&gt; Alas! it ended by a foe whose father had worked hard to make it grow...&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tusharsriv.blogspot.com/feeds/8235063520502033482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tusharsriv.blogspot.com/2012/05/death-follows-life-another-perspective.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4049370067550430550/posts/default/8235063520502033482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4049370067550430550/posts/default/8235063520502033482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tusharsriv.blogspot.com/2012/05/death-follows-life-another-perspective.html' title='Death follows Life - Another Perspective'/><author><name>Tushar Srivastava</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06034855738673280358</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4049370067550430550.post-7849119898985903661</id><published>2012-05-21T00:40:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2012-11-08T12:52:23.393+05:30</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Life"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Love"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Snippet"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Story"/><title type='text'>A Girl That Lived</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;
There are issues that need to be resolved, but many times life give you a chance to wait and ponder over somethings that are not very important. There are many questions that remain unanswered just because they meant nothing important for you. Far far away, back in the time, I was walking with my stick in my hand, my back arched a little. I was somewhat in my eighties at that time. I wasn&amp;#39;t a man, in fact I was an old woman. I remember, about some eighty or eighty two years back, I was a girl. A girl with smile on her face and dreams in her eyes. I was just 6-7 years old at that time. I was a girl, and being a girl, I was considered a burden on my parents. The reason was obvious and it was the society, that associate girl with money at the time of her marriage. My parents were not so rich. We were common peoples.&lt;br&gt;
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Hi Friends! This is the final episode of my story. Read this final part ......&lt;br&gt;
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Hi Friends! This is the fourth part of my story. As You had read that a cyclonic storm is ascending towards the island, now the story has a very sharp twist. Read this episode. I hope that you will enjoy this twist.&lt;br&gt;
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Hi Friends! This is the third episode of My story &amp;quot;Desperation&amp;quot;. As you have read that Max finally told Jones about the reason of his desperation, it&amp;#39;s time for Jones to react. A bit of drama will be added here also. Please read this third episode of the series.&lt;br&gt;
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Friends, I can&amp;#39;t wait any longer to post the second part of this story. Here it is. Hope you will like it.&lt;br&gt;
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This is the first part of my story. Hope you will enjoy.....&lt;br&gt;
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Hi! friends, last time I posted a Hindi song that I wrote a few days ago, and I knew that it may have disappointed my non-Hindi readers and friends. Now, I have written a story and it&#39;s in English, so I believe that this time my English understanding readers will be very happy. I have completed the complete story but, if I will post all the five episodes at once, then you will not be able to read this story, so, I will post all the 5 episodes of this story, 1 episode each day. The first episode is posted today and the rest will be posted simultaneously. Hope that you will enjoy. &lt;/div&gt;
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Friends, This time I let you wait too much and I regret for that also. By the way, I came across some newly born feelings in me and it led me to write my first love song. But if you peoples have read my previous posts, specially poems, you will find that my posts are never related to love. This is a song written in Hindi by me, so, I am very very sorry for my non-hindi readers. But, I promise you that I am going to post something very very interesting soon. By that time, my all hindi speaking or hindi understanding peoples can enjoy this love song.&lt;br&gt;
This song is much more related to pain that someone feels, when he or she gets separated by his or her love. I hope you will enjoy this little effort of mine, but actually, it was the feeling of my heart that I don&amp;#39;t know why arises in me, since, I am not yet fallen in love with someone. By the way, enjoy this little song. Song, because it came in my mind as Gazal. Read it and comment.&lt;br&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;My friends, I know that most of the time my readers are not native to hindi, so I have tried to translate one of my recent poem in english.........Please read it and sorry for any translation errors, yet I have tried not to make any..Please comment if you like this poem.......Thank you very much&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;(Please read ahead for poem.......................) &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;
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Friends, This time I had posted my own poem &#39;The Debt&#39; that I had written long ago when I was just about 12 yrs old. This a tribute to the mighty rain that let the life cycle run on this planet earth. The poem is about the morals that we may have forgot that we are under many debts and we should pay them before going from here. The question may be what are these debts and how to pay them back.&lt;br /&gt;
We got a completely working body which is made up of five fundamental elements viz. Earth, Fire, Water, Air and Void. We are given a piece of land on earth to live. We eat food which is available to us by the grace of nature. These are the debts on us.&lt;br /&gt;
Now the question arises, how to pay back the debt. Well it&#39;s easy. Nature give us everything we need and demands nothing from us. But there&#39;s no need to say that mother nature needs caring, love and affection from us. We should have to pay her back by protecting her from our own brothers who are now exploiting&amp;nbsp; mother nature&#39;s resources for there commercial needs. We have got life, so we have to take care of the one by grace of whom we are able to live here.&lt;br /&gt;
I should conclude my words here as Friends, I am no one to tell you what your duties are. You have to explore yourself to find the answer to this question.&lt;br /&gt;
Finally, I know my readership include non hindi readers also, so I am sorry for your inconvenience but friends, I have told you what I have written in there difference being the rhyme that lacks in this article. Well I will try to translate it into english as soon as possible. And friends, if you find any mistake either grammatic or spelling( no chance), then please let me know. And finally, Thank you very much for reading this post.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;(Comment if you like this post)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tusharsriv.blogspot.com/feeds/7858779905619152073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tusharsriv.blogspot.com/2011/09/tribute-to-monsoon.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4049370067550430550/posts/default/7858779905619152073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4049370067550430550/posts/default/7858779905619152073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tusharsriv.blogspot.com/2011/09/tribute-to-monsoon.html' title='A tribute to Monsoon'/><author><name>Tushar Srivastava</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06034855738673280358</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-4049370067550430550.post-4481974448228300305</id><published>2011-09-30T21:33:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2012-11-08T13:13:13.051+05:30</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Hindi"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Life"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Perspective"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Poem"/><title type='text'>Rin (The Debt)(In Hindi)</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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सारा नभ ऐसे फूट पड़ा, तपती धरती को सुकून आया ,&lt;/div&gt;
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जल सागर नभ को छोड़ चला, देखो नभ दुनिया की माया ,&lt;/div&gt;
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रोते नभ को भी देख के क्या धरती का मर्म पिघल न सका ,&lt;/div&gt;
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धरती तो फिर भी पत्थर है, नभ तू ऐसे क्यों फूट पड़ा,&lt;/div&gt;
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नभ ने जो कहा, सुनना ही था, सुनते ही मैं बस ठिठक गया,&lt;/div&gt;
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धरती से ऋण जो लिया था वो, उसका ही फ़र्ज़ निभाया है,&lt;/div&gt;
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धरती नाचे, झूमे अम्बर, नभ का कर्तव्य हुआ पूरा,&lt;/div&gt;
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मैंने जो सीखा था वो यही, जीवन का ऋण मैं करूँ पूरा &lt;/div&gt;
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Life was slow as doubtful truth....But there&#39;s nothing to worry about being what you don&#39;t have &#39;cause whatever bad there, has now been washed by a new dawn. Love was not there with you someday in your life but it will be now in this new day. The words of pity is no more alive as new dawn takes it&#39;s life and now it&#39;s time to wakeup and walk along with the time as you will get what you hadn&#39;t got before. This is the dawn of life for everyone. &lt;br /&gt;
All my friends, I am an engineering student and I was busy with my my life past few months that&#39;s why I wasn&#39;t able to post anything for my very intelligent readers. I am sorry for that.I know this little post will not be sufficient to fill you with satisfaction but this will be like an appetizer for you to increase you appetite to take the main course I will be serving to you in a short while. Till then enjoy your life and give me some time.&lt;br /&gt;
Keep reading and enjoying...........&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: x-large;&quot;&gt;चंदा&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;आज चंदा झोली फैलाये खड़ा &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;है &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; तम के साए में नीरस सा क्यों पडा है ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;क्या रवि से मांगता है प्रेम थोडा ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; या सरासर चांदनी को मांगता है&amp;nbsp;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;अपनी तृष्णा के समुंदर में पड़ा है ,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; आज &amp;nbsp;चंदा झोली फैलाये &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;खड़ा है .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;क्यों कशिश सी जागती है आज मन में ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; क्यों तड़प के सर में औंधे &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;मुहँ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt; पड़ा है ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;क्या हुआ एक रात काली आ गयी जो ,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; कल को चांदनी के मद में झूमेगा तू ,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;हौंसले का नाम ही तो जिन्दगी&amp;nbsp; है ,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;इस&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt; से बेहतर क्या कहूं तू ही बता दे !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: x-large;&quot;&gt;रात काली&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Times&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;चल पड़ी है चांदनी भी इस फलक से दूर अब,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Times&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; चीखती है आज वो भी रात काली देख कर.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Times&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;गर्त के साए में जैसे डूबा है ये आसमाँ,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Times&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; ढूँढता अपनी ही लौ को चाँद भी ये देख कर.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Times&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;आग चारों ओर फैली फिर भी अंधियारा यहाँ,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Times&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;चीखती इंसानियत है रात काली देख कर.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Times&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;जो परम इंसानियत का मोल समझाता  फिरे,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Times&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; डर गया है आज वो ही रात काली देख कर.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;pre&gt;&lt;b&gt;When the life was graved,
no one believed,
The sorrow was not yet,
for the mighty reefs.
In the fire of ice,
the things were lightened,
The love was not yet,
for cuddling grieves.
The thunder was shining,
in the daring clouds,
The anger was not yet,
for silence so deep.&lt;/b&gt;
&lt;/pre&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;pre&gt;&lt;b&gt;The world looks pitiful when time has stopped,
In a beautiful garden that was lifeless.
&quot;Lifeless!!&quot; &#39;cause there are no birds,
&#39;cause the plants bore no flower,
&#39;cause the hearts get doomed to see that 
pathetic garden that lay like a worthless
piece of earth.
&quot;Garden!!&quot; &#39;cause there are plants
&#39;cause there is an old board that
&#39;shamelessly announces it a &quot;Garden&quot;
&quot;Beautiful!!&quot; &#39;cause there are old peoples
who sits on the wooden benches
seeing the children playing on the earthy land,
stranger from the fact, that life has no meaning in
A Lifeless Garden!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;
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