<?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-9043567</id><updated>2024-09-04T02:21:29.129-07:00</updated><category term="Exemplary food unlimited"/><category term="Mission"/><category term="spirituality"/><category term="what a life"/><title type='text'>EUPHORIA</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desimasala.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9043567/posts/default?redirect=false'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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youthful,passionate,eversmiling,tolerant,religious,spiritually inclined,peaceful,educated,innocent,simplicity,rejuvenating,dashing,kindness,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:Courier New;&quot;&gt;purposeful,buzzing with success in every sphere,raging pathbreaker among the world citizens and countries...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:Courier New;&quot;&gt;---The worlds top3 economy ,making us Indian citizens proud of its success and glory in another 25 years.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:Courier New;&quot;&gt;---The worlds best talents in every walk of life,giving the world,our beautiful heritage and culture ,making us ever hospitable and emotional towards humanity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:Courier New;&quot;&gt;--- Country of great intellectuals ,scientists,entreprenuers,engineers,educationists,artists,IT professionals,Media professionals,Painters,performing artists,business conglomerates,agriculturists,teachers,defence personnels,social workers,doctors,psychologists and the likes..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:Courier New;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:Courier New;&quot;&gt;---My country should become the greatest ambassdor for peace,harmony,brotherhood,divinity,hospitality and the likes..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:Courier New;&quot;&gt;---My country should have equality for women in all walks of life,empower them with good education and courage to take up their own decisions at will..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:Courier New;&quot;&gt;---We dream the biggest dream for my country to sustain all kinds of harsh calamities and complex beurocracy and come out a winner..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:Courier New;&quot;&gt;---We owe this country ,every ounce of blood ,to make this country a heaven among rising skies..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:Courier New;&quot;&gt;---We make a commitment to change this country for its poverty,undernourishment,corruption,poor infrastructure,the downtrodden,the vast uneducated children,unabiding class differences,hypocrisy,tragic calamities and the likes..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:Courier New;&quot;&gt;---I want my country to be like a beautiful bride during the marriage ,ever radiating joyfulness,kinship,celebrations to the core,musically astute,brimming with youth ,energy and passion..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:Courier New;&quot;&gt;---My India should radiate the innocence of its village people,the warmth of its rich heritage and culture,the beauty of its vast temples,mosques , churches,monuments,high rise wonders in all its glory..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:Courier New;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:Courier New;&quot;&gt;--My country should portrait a vast gammut of tolerance,patience,exhuberence,perseverence in its quest for changing and transforming at pace with rest of the world..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:Courier New;&quot;&gt;---My country should and will produce dynamic personalities and leaders who will take pro-actively take the responsibility of transforming this wonderful nation into a superpower..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:Courier New;&quot;&gt;--- My country should and will reject all kinds of abuses and racial remarks from developed countries and stand up on its feet to demonstrate assertive conformance..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:Courier New;&quot;&gt;---I dream for my country , where there is employment for each individual,to sustain mankinds quest for attaining empowerment and diligent duty towards fellow human beings..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:Courier New;&quot;&gt;---I dream, the biggest dream, of making my country proud,for making my life cherishing and worthwhile amongst the most diversified but unified human endurance class ever living on this planet earth..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:Courier New;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:Courier New;&quot;&gt;--- I dream ,for having dreamt the above dreams, with all my sincerity and hope; for one day becoming this a reality an unconditional prayer..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:Courier New;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:Courier New;&quot;&gt;May all the above dreams ..become REALITY...Amen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:Courier New;&quot;&gt;Roohul Haq&lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9043567.post-5779727784053078892</id><published>2008-10-17T11:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T11:32:08.773-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="what a life"/><title type='text'>How is Life</title><content type='html'>This is an anecdote of the first question I putforth to many people ,when I meet them&lt;br /&gt;&quot;How is life ?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;The answers I get from my colleagues,friends and peers mesmerises me to say the least.Some of the answers that spurts from them are..&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Fine&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Feeling on top of the world&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Yeah,OK&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Doing good&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Rocking all the way&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Moving and rollicking&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Jinga lala&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Awesome&quot;  &quot;Great&quot; &quot;Great&quot; &quot;Going ON&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;As usual&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Busy&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Fast forward&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Majaa Mei&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Aatisundar&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Hectic and pacy&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Laajawaab&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Full of fun&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;BINDAAS&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Superb&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Good buddy&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Lovely&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Terrible&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Picnic&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Kuchee kuchee koo&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Roobi Doobi Du&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Marvellous&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Crazy&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Gifted&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;dramatic&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Full of masala&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Life is fantastic &quot; (Usually my answer)&lt;br /&gt;There are other innumerable adjectives which could be quoted,though I have not missed many...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most perplexed answer I have received was from one of my dear friend which went like this(raising both his  hands in astonishment)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----&gt; &quot;Haq,WHAT A LIFE &quot; !!</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desimasala.blogspot.com/feeds/5779727784053078892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/9043567/5779727784053078892' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9043567/posts/default/5779727784053078892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9043567/posts/default/5779727784053078892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desimasala.blogspot.com/2008/10/how-is-life.html' title='How is Life'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04454728708103108777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9043567.post-1324923345990934335</id><published>2008-10-17T10:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T11:14:15.753-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Exemplary food unlimited"/><title type='text'>Exemplary food unlimited</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:arial;&quot;&gt;In life we cherish good food to the tee...an interesting subject to pen down some thoughts..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:Arial;&quot;&gt;The day we are born,we relish having food in various forms...mother&#39;s milk,all the packaged milk foods,water,kanji(water from boiled or steam rice) etc..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:Arial;&quot;&gt;As we reach our 2nd or 3rd year,we start having solid foods in the form of garnished rice and wheat,fruits,fruit juices and the first taste of sugar and spice. We also start having those energy drinks from the 4th year onwards.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:Arial;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:Arial;&quot;&gt;I remember being fed on &quot;farex&quot; and biscuits to the tee.As you age these were replaced by &quot;complan &quot; and bournvita.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:Arial;&quot;&gt;The right mixture ofcarbohydrates ,proteins and vitamins for nourishment is vital and ingredients were aplenty those days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:Arial;&quot;&gt;The age when we start having solid food is the most noticeable and high on rememberence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:Arial;&quot;&gt;The usual food in variuos forms (breakfast ,lunch and dinner) would comprise of Idli,Dosa,Vada,Roti,poori,cornflakes ,Iddiappam,Puttu(kerala dishes),Mutta Dosa (dosa with egg garnished),rice with sambhar,gravies,mutton ,chicken,fish curries,dal sabzis,and the list is unfinished...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:Arial;&quot;&gt;As we enter the teenage years, the food also becomes upmarket.Fast food and junk takes over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:Arial;&quot;&gt;with all those Chats and Manchurians to satisfy our bellies.Not to forget all those cola drinks as sidekicks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:Arial;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:Arial;&quot;&gt;Grab those wonderful (painful) bakery items with sweets thrown in,and you have the perfect appetite,never to be relinquished.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:Arial;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:Arial;&quot;&gt;Typical Indian hospitality also comes to the forte.The festival seasons brings about the most exotic food on display,not to forget the marriages and gruhapraveshams.Every 5th km brings about a change in cuisines,not to forget the various places and states speciality.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:Arial;&quot;&gt;The beauty of this country is that ,you get the simple &quot;tea&quot; and coffee in its various avatars (facets)...from Rs 3/- to Rs 300/-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:Arial;&quot;&gt;The lingo used to address various food items also changes from place to place...&quot;chaya chaya&quot; to &quot;chay garam ,chay garam&quot; ; &quot;kappi&quot; to &quot;coffee&quot; to &quot;cappucino&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:Arial;&quot;&gt;We have 100 varieties of different mutton and chicken menus and people experiment with these menus ,as a scientist does with his chemicals...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:Arial;&quot;&gt;The varieties are mind boggling and to count the menus from Jammu to Kanyakumari,will take ages...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:Arial;&quot;&gt;Perfect recipies for tourists and world alike..the influx of multinational cuisines is adding spice to the mouthwatering taste buds of our society.The drinks have become hotter (daring),food exotic and sumptuous.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:Arial;&quot;&gt;The GenNext is taking to fast food off the shelf in a jiffy..and ovens (packaged foods ) have become the order of the day...gone are the days of traditional cooking..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:Arial;&quot;&gt;All this with the ever changing times shows some promise at large..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:Arial;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:Arial;&quot;&gt;&quot;Brunch sessions unlimited &quot;&quot; Go India Go...EAT ,EAT and EAT&lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9043567.post-750807104635115246</id><published>2008-10-13T09:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T09:17:05.851-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="spirituality"/><title type='text'>Spirituality</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:lucida grande;&quot;&gt;For me ,spirituality is trust in God and inherent faith in the goodness of people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always remember that you live only once,and though it&#39;s very good to be important, I think it&#39;s&lt;br /&gt;important to be good.&lt;br /&gt;&#39;The power that is within you is the only thing that matters .If your willpower is strong,you can get whatever you want&#39;&lt;br /&gt;&#39; Spirituality is the essence of life.It is the connection with the soul.It helps us discriminate between the right and the wrong.I believe we are not human beings seeking spiritual experience,but spiritual beings seeking a human experience.&#39;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desimasala.blogspot.com/feeds/750807104635115246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/9043567/750807104635115246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9043567/posts/default/750807104635115246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9043567/posts/default/750807104635115246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desimasala.blogspot.com/2008/10/spirituality.html' title='Spirituality'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04454728708103108777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9043567.post-2960917880420741539</id><published>2008-10-13T09:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T09:06:47.420-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Mission"/><title type='text'>Mission</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:arial;&quot;&gt;We all come into this world with a specific purpose..each one of us is given a destiny to fulfil and...a chance to make a difference in the world we live.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:Arial;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:Arial;&quot;&gt;In the years to come ahead , may we make use of our unique talents ...wish our own special ways of doing things, wishing that we find joy,beauty and contentment in everything we do...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:Arial;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:Arial;&quot;&gt;Let us make a difference !!&lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desimasala.blogspot.com/feeds/2960917880420741539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/9043567/2960917880420741539' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9043567/posts/default/2960917880420741539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9043567/posts/default/2960917880420741539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desimasala.blogspot.com/2008/10/mission.html' title='Mission'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04454728708103108777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9043567.post-110044119565732043</id><published>2004-11-15T10:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-14T06:06:35.656-08:00</updated><title type='text'>IMPORTANT WORDS</title><content type='html'>The six most important words in the English language are: &lt;strong&gt;&quot;I admit I made a mistake.&quot; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The five most important words in the English language are: &lt;strong&gt;&quot;You did a good job.&quot;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The four most important words in the English language are: &lt;strong&gt;&quot;What is your opinion?&quot; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The three most important words in the English language are: &lt;strong&gt;&quot;If you please.&quot; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The two most important words in the English language are: &lt;strong&gt;&quot;Thank you.&quot;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The one most important word in the English language is: &lt;strong&gt;&quot;We.&quot; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The least important word in the English language is: &lt;strong&gt;&quot;I.&quot; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The two least important words in the English language are: &lt;strong&gt;&quot;I can&#39;t!&quot; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The three least important words in the English language are:&lt;strong&gt; &quot;You Screwed Up!&quot;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desimasala.blogspot.com/feeds/110044119565732043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/9043567/110044119565732043' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9043567/posts/default/110044119565732043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9043567/posts/default/110044119565732043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desimasala.blogspot.com/2004/11/important-words.html' title='IMPORTANT WORDS'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04454728708103108777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9043567.post-110044149880493301</id><published>2004-11-15T09:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-14T06:11:38.803-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Echo of life </title><content type='html'>A man and his son were walking in the forest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Suddenly the boy trips and feeling a sharp pain he screams “Ahhhhhhhhh”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surprised he hears a voice coming from the mountain, “Ahhhhhhhhh”…!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Filled with curiosity, he screams: “Who are you?”, but the only answer he receives is “who are you?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; This makes him angry, so he screams: “You are a coward!”, and the voice answers “You are a coward!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He looks at his father, asking, “Dad, what is going on?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Son, “ the man replies, “pay attention!” then he screams, “I admire you!”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The voice answers “I admire you”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The father shouts, “You are wonderful!”, and the voice answers: “You are wonderful!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the father explains, “&lt;strong&gt;People call this ‘ECHO’, but truly it is ‘LIFE’&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life always gives you back what you give out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Life is a mirror of your actions&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want more love, give more love!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want understanding, give understanding and respect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want people to be patient and respectful to you, give patience and respect!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This rule of nature applies to every aspect of our lives.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life always gives you back what you give out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your life is not a coincidence, but a mirror of your own doings.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desimasala.blogspot.com/feeds/110044149880493301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/9043567/110044149880493301' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9043567/posts/default/110044149880493301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9043567/posts/default/110044149880493301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desimasala.blogspot.com/2004/11/echo-of-life.html' title='Echo of life '/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04454728708103108777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9043567.post-110044090118724642</id><published>2004-11-14T21:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-14T06:01:41.186-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A love story</title><content type='html'>Once upon a time there was an island where all the feelings lived, Happiness, Sadness,&lt;br /&gt;Knowledge and all the others, including Love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day it was announced to all of the feelings that the island was going to sink to&lt;br /&gt;the bottom of the ocean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; So, all the feelings prepared their boats to leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love was the only one that stayed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She wanted to preserve the island paradise until the very last possible moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the island was almost totally under water, Love decided it was time to leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She began looking for someone to ask for help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just then Richness was passing by in a grand boat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love asked, “Richness, can I come with you on your boat?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Richness answered, “I am sorry, but there is a lot of silver and gold on my boat&lt;br /&gt;and there would be no room for you anywhere”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Love decided to ask Vanity, who was passing in a beautiful vessel, for help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love cried out “Vanity, help me please!”,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I can’t help you, “ Vanity said, “You are all wet and will damage my beautiful boat.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next Love saw Sadness passing by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love said, “Sadness please let me go with you.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadness answered, “Love, I’m sorry, but, I just need to be alone now.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, Love saw Happiness and cried out, “Happiness, please take me with you.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Happiness was so overjoyed that he didn’t hear Love calling him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love began to cry, then, she heard a voice say, “Come love I will take you with me”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was an elder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love felt so blessed and overjoyed that she forgot to ask the elder his name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When they arrived on land the elder went on his way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love realized how much she owed the elder and when she met Knowledge she asked who it was that had helped her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“It was Time”, Knowledge answered. “But why did Time help me when no one else would?”,&lt;br /&gt;Love asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Knowledge smiled and with deep wisdom and sincerity, answered, “Because only Time is capable of understanding how great Love is.”&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desimasala.blogspot.com/feeds/110044090118724642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/9043567/110044090118724642' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9043567/posts/default/110044090118724642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9043567/posts/default/110044090118724642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desimasala.blogspot.com/2004/11/love-story.html' title='A love story'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04454728708103108777</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-9043567.post-110044396110575223</id><published>2004-11-14T18:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-14T06:52:41.106-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ghar ( in Hindi )</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Wonderful poem penned by Ashok Chakradar&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darwaazo se na deewaro se..&lt;br /&gt;Ghar bantha hai gharwalo se..&lt;br /&gt;Achha koi makaan banayega..&lt;br /&gt;paisa bhi khoob lagayega..&lt;br /&gt;par agar rahne ko nahi aayega..&lt;br /&gt;ghar uska bhar jayega..&lt;br /&gt;makadiyo ke jhhaalo se.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ghar mein jabh koi na hota hai..&lt;br /&gt;Dadhi hai aur na potha hai..&lt;br /&gt;galath naina hota hai..&lt;br /&gt;bheetar hi bheetar rota hai..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ghar hasta hai Bhaal Gopalo se..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Na Darwaazo se na Deewaro se..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aur rahe bhi magar ladayi ho..&lt;br /&gt;Bhai ka dushman bhai ho..&lt;br /&gt;Nandi se tanni Bhaujayi ho..&lt;br /&gt;Paise na ho tho ram duhayi ho...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ghar Akela rahega sawalo se..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Na Darwaazo se na deewaro se..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Agar prem ke eento ka ujala ho..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;har eent mein bhaichaara ho..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;kandhho ka , zukaam ka ,sahara ho..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;bin kidkiyo mein ujiyara ho..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ghar na giree bhuchalo se..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darwaazo se na deewaro se..&lt;br /&gt;Ghar bantha hai gharwalo se..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desimasala.blogspot.com/feeds/110044396110575223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/9043567/110044396110575223' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9043567/posts/default/110044396110575223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9043567/posts/default/110044396110575223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desimasala.blogspot.com/2004/11/ghar-in-hindi.html' title='Ghar ( in Hindi )'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04454728708103108777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9043567.post-110044004096016442</id><published>2004-11-14T05:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-14T05:47:20.960-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SPIRITUAL INSPIRATION : GOD AND I BY JASPAL BHATTI</title><content type='html'>I believe in the existence of &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.experiencefestival.com/god&quot;&gt;God&lt;/a&gt; and I am &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.experiencefestival.com/god&quot;&gt;God&lt;/a&gt;-fearing.&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.experiencefestival.com/universe&quot;&gt;universe&lt;/a&gt; has originated due to s&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.experiencefestival.com/om&quot;&gt;om&lt;/a&gt;e super power.&lt;br /&gt;In the wide ocean we are like a small drop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.experiencefestival.com/faith&quot;&gt;faith&lt;/a&gt; in &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.experiencefestival.com/god&quot;&gt;God&lt;/a&gt; has never been shaken.&lt;br /&gt;And I am grateful to him for the fame and &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.experiencefestival.com/success&quot;&gt;success&lt;/a&gt; that I have today.&lt;br /&gt;I have never asked Him for anything, nor have I ever taken a m&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.experiencefestival.com/anna&quot;&gt;anna&lt;/a&gt;t .&lt;br /&gt;Religion is an individual and private matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If a few people sit down and discuss religion I feel that they will soon argue, but if they discuss &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.experiencefestival.com/hum&quot;&gt;hum&lt;/a&gt;our they will laugh and enjoy themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.experiencefestival.com/hum&quot;&gt;Hum&lt;/a&gt;our and laughter bind people. &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.experiencefestival.com/hum&quot;&gt;Hum&lt;/a&gt;our dissolves arguments and builds a rapport.&lt;br /&gt;It dispels glo&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.experiencefestival.com/om&quot;&gt;om&lt;/a&gt;. Laughter brings us closer to &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.experiencefestival.com/god&quot;&gt;God&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;It transcends limitations and takes us deeper into rea&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.experiencefestival.com/lit&quot;&gt;lit&lt;/a&gt;y.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love and laughter brings people closer to the Almighty I am thankful to Him&lt;br /&gt; for the sense of &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.experiencefestival.com/hum&quot;&gt;hum&lt;/a&gt;our he has blessed me with.&lt;br /&gt;I believe that &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.experiencefestival.com/work&quot;&gt;work&lt;/a&gt; is &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.experiencefestival.com/worship&quot;&gt;worship&lt;/a&gt; and for me &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.experiencefestival.com/hum&quot;&gt;hum&lt;/a&gt;our is like a religion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I think it&#39;s impo&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.experiencefestival.com/rta&quot;&gt;rta&lt;/a&gt;nt to look at &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.experiencefestival.com/life&quot;&gt;life&lt;/a&gt; and at society with &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.experiencefestival.com/hum&quot;&gt;hum&lt;/a&gt;our,&lt;br /&gt;because then we can cope with things in a better way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always look at the lighter side of the problem.&lt;br /&gt;My &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.experiencefestival.com/child&quot;&gt;child&lt;/a&gt;hood has been a religious one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till the age of 10, I lived with my grand&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.experiencefestival.com/parent&quot;&gt;parent&lt;/a&gt;s, who instilled in me religious values.&lt;br /&gt;As a kid I spent a lot of &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.experiencefestival.com/time&quot;&gt;time&lt;/a&gt; in the &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.experiencefestival.com/guru&quot;&gt;Guru&lt;/a&gt;dwara with them and at h&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.experiencefestival.com/om&quot;&gt;om&lt;/a&gt;e &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.experiencefestival.com/reading&quot;&gt;reading&lt;/a&gt; religious books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My grandmother who is now 90 plus has largely influenced me.&lt;br /&gt;I am not superstitious, but everyone suggested that I break a coconut for the mahurat of my serial Flop Show because it is considered auspicious - but I made a black cat run before the camera.&lt;br /&gt;People consider black cats a bad &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.experiencefestival.com/om&quot;&gt;om&lt;/a&gt;en. I don&#39;t think so. And the Flop Show was a hit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One has to &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.experiencefestival.com/work&quot;&gt;work&lt;/a&gt; if one wants to achieve s&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.experiencefestival.com/om&quot;&gt;om&lt;/a&gt;ething in &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.experiencefestival.com/life&quot;&gt;life&lt;/a&gt;; one has to make the best of oppor&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.experiencefestival.com/tun&quot;&gt;tun&lt;/a&gt;ities that c&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.experiencefestival.com/om&quot;&gt;om&lt;/a&gt;e in &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.experiencefestival.com/life&quot;&gt;life&lt;/a&gt; rather than sit and wait for things to happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe in the teachings of Bhagvad &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.experiencefestival.com/gita&quot;&gt;Gita&lt;/a&gt; - Do your duty, leave the rest to Him.&lt;br /&gt;Whatever &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.experiencefestival.com/work&quot;&gt;work&lt;/a&gt; one does, one must do it with delight and not as if it is a burden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never wear any precious stones nor have changed the spelling of my name yet! I pray to &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.experiencefestival.com/god&quot;&gt;God&lt;/a&gt; to give me inner strength and &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.experiencefestival.com/faith&quot;&gt;faith&lt;/a&gt; to go on in &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.experiencefestival.com/life&quot;&gt;life&lt;/a&gt;, so I don&#39;t have to look elsewhere for strength.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.experiencefestival.com/life&quot;&gt;life&lt;/a&gt;, ups and downs are natural.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I never lose &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.experiencefestival.com/faith&quot;&gt;faith&lt;/a&gt; in my&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.experiencefestival.com/the%20self&quot;&gt;self&lt;/a&gt;. I am grateful to &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.experiencefestival.com/god&quot;&gt;God&lt;/a&gt; for all that he has blessed me with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never c&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.experiencefestival.com/om&quot;&gt;om&lt;/a&gt;plain to Him nor have been angry with Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel that religion has been c&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.experiencefestival.com/om&quot;&gt;om&lt;/a&gt;mercialised today, religious practitioners feel threatened by other religions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; The so-called religious heads should give up their fanaticism.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Religion is a personal matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People should learn to r&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.experiencefestival.com/esp&quot;&gt;esp&lt;/a&gt;ect all religions and ultimately aim to be good h&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.experiencefestival.com/uma&quot;&gt;uma&lt;/a&gt;n beings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://spirituality.indiatimes.com/&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desimasala.blogspot.com/feeds/110044004096016442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/9043567/110044004096016442' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9043567/posts/default/110044004096016442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9043567/posts/default/110044004096016442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desimasala.blogspot.com/2004/11/spiritual-inspiration-god-and-i-by.html' title='SPIRITUAL INSPIRATION : GOD AND I BY JASPAL BHATTI'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04454728708103108777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9043567.post-110052576996278984</id><published>2004-11-13T19:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-09-15T07:57:07.230-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Haq , me , myself</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;
Vanakam , sasriyakaal, namaskara , salaam alaikum , aadabh , namaskar , Gm ....&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;This is Roohul Haq here&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;
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ur good old ... lambha sa , chashmish , with mooch, shy , hubby ( buddy ).&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;Let me give an introspection of my caricature ...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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I am 5 feet 10 inch , with a deep intimidating high pitch voice( or shall I say noise...) ,&lt;br /&gt;
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devastating smile and style, medium built now ( after all ... ) , doing fantastically well ,&lt;br /&gt;
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and keeping up with guys like lachi , prakash , pungarajooo, shettru ,panish,R-pai,Anthony the great, Venkatesh ( with all initials like R,DK,S,H,P,V,and many more ),kiran Ankalkoti ( uncle Kiran ... as we call him ) ,Shanbhogue the little , and all the great members of our BITBUGGERS Yahoo group once in a while....&lt;br /&gt;
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My mobile no : 98803-89879&lt;br /&gt;
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e-mail : &lt;a href=&quot;mailto:haq@tycoelectronics.com&quot;&gt;haq@te.com;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;mailto:roohulhaq@gmail.com&quot;&gt;roohulhaq@gmail.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Have a nice day...&lt;br /&gt;
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Chow&lt;/div&gt;
</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desimasala.blogspot.com/feeds/110052576996278984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/9043567/110052576996278984' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9043567/posts/default/110052576996278984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9043567/posts/default/110052576996278984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desimasala.blogspot.com/2004/11/haq-me-myself.html' title='Haq , me , myself'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04454728708103108777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9043567.post-110044291183358777</id><published>2004-11-12T20:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-14T06:35:11.833-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Prem ( in Hindi )  </title><content type='html'>This is a poem penned by our music teacher during our school days . I hope you like it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dil jalane se kya hoga..&lt;br /&gt;Gham sunane se kya hoga..&lt;br /&gt;Jab talaq zindagi hai..&lt;br /&gt;Pyar ke nagme sunaye ja..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bhaant Pao tho suk bhaanto..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sirf  aanso bahana kya..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sabi ke aapne aapne gham..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;kisiko gham sunana kya..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bhikero kushiya hi kushiya..&lt;br /&gt;Tabh tumhari hogi duniya..&lt;br /&gt;aanke ye ponchkar ..&lt;br /&gt;muskaan ke moti lootaye ja..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ki nahi tanha nahi ho tum..&lt;br /&gt;akele chaalkar tho dekho..&lt;br /&gt;kabhi kudh se karo batein..&lt;br /&gt;kabhi kudh se milkar dekho..&lt;br /&gt;yoo akelepan ka matham..&lt;br /&gt;yoo hee jeekar tho dekho tum..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;na ho sathi koyi tho..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dosti kudh se nibaye ja..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tho yeh sahi yeh galat hoga..&lt;br /&gt;yoo agar ho tho yoo hoga..&lt;br /&gt;raah mein aaisa bhi hoga..&lt;br /&gt;chah mein waaisa bhi hoga..&lt;br /&gt;tho inn fasano se kya hoga..&lt;br /&gt;inn bahano  se kya hoga..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;khuda tak agar pahoonchna hai..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;kisi se lho lagaye ja..          &lt;/strong&gt;                         (lho means prem)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ki dosto zindagi milthi nahi hai zindagi bhar ko..&lt;/strong&gt;   ( koi amar hoke tho nahi aaya hai is duniya mein ... )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tho rootna kya zamaane se, kosna kya muqadar ko..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;aaj andhyara hai tho kya,kal ujala bhi aayega..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;agar naraaz hai sooraj, koi shamma jalaye ja..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dil Jalane se kya hoga..&lt;br /&gt;Gham sunane se kya hoga ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desimasala.blogspot.com/feeds/110044291183358777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/9043567/110044291183358777' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9043567/posts/default/110044291183358777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9043567/posts/default/110044291183358777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desimasala.blogspot.com/2004/11/prem-in-hindi.html' title='Prem ( in Hindi )  '/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04454728708103108777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9043567.post-110052689121563978</id><published>2004-11-08T19:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-15T05:54:51.216-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Riddle - Patented by Haq</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;I was thinking in the lines of &quot;Kalyani Black Label&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See my lateral thinking! :)   &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;... response by vijai atavane ... BITBUGGERS Group&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Answer&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Aree kisi ne bhi uttar nahi diya...what a shame ??&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Split the name  KALYANI : KAL + AANI&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Tamil  KAL  means  STONE  ,  AANI  means  NAIL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Senior manager was a Tamilian , he was not able to guess how a stone be inside a nail .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats why he started laughing...So the next time u happen to meet a person by the same name...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u will do 2 things&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- burst out laughing&lt;br /&gt;- or remember HAQ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I advice u to do the latter...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roohul Haq---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Riddle :&lt;/strong&gt;  &lt;strong&gt;There was a recruitment going on in a publishing company.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The interview panel consisted of a HR Personnel , Senior manager,&gt; and a technical guy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The post was for a Steno..&gt; &gt; Among the first candidates was a Girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; She approaches the room , and peeping thru , says Good Morning to the panelist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Senior Manager asks ,&quot; Whats ur name ??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; She replies shyly and with a low voice ,&quot; KALYANI ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Senior manager is not able to get it the first time, so he asks again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PARDON ME , I DIDN&#39;T GET YOU .WHATS UR NAME ??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; She replies back vociferously ,&quot; KALYANI..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is silence thereafter ...  After a few moment , the Senior Manager bursts out laughing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Let me know the reason for his LAUGHTER ???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Put on ur thinking caps Gentlemen ... U WILL HAVE NO BREATHING SPACE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Lateral thinking is required...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hamne bhi kache goliya nahi kayi hain..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Regards,&lt;br /&gt; Haq&lt;br /&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desimasala.blogspot.com/feeds/110052689121563978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/9043567/110052689121563978' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9043567/posts/default/110052689121563978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9043567/posts/default/110052689121563978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desimasala.blogspot.com/2004/11/riddle-patented-by-haq.html' title='Riddle - Patented by Haq'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04454728708103108777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9043567.post-109980338065729105</id><published>2004-11-06T20:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-06T20:56:20.656-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Power of holding hands</title><content type='html'>I was sitting on a beach one summer day , watching two children ,&lt;br /&gt;a boy and a girl,playing in the sand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They were hard at work building an elaborate sandcastle by the water&#39;s edge,&lt;br /&gt;with gates and towers and moats and internal passages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just when they had nearly finishedtheir project, a big wave came along and&lt;br /&gt;knocked it down, reducing it to a heap of wet sand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I expected the children to burst into tears, devastated by what had happened&lt;br /&gt;to all their hardwork. But they surprised me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead, they ran up the shore away from the water, laughing&lt;br /&gt;and holding hands, and sat down to build another castle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I realised that they had taught me an important lesson.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the things in our lives , all the complicated structures we spent&lt;br /&gt;so much time and  energycreating , are built on sand.&lt;br /&gt;Only our relationships to other people endure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sooner or later , the wave will come along and knock down&lt;br /&gt;what we have worked so hard to build up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When that happens , only the person who has somebody&#39;s hand to hold will be able to laugh….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desimasala.blogspot.com/feeds/109980338065729105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/9043567/109980338065729105' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9043567/posts/default/109980338065729105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9043567/posts/default/109980338065729105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desimasala.blogspot.com/2004/11/power-of-holding-hands.html' title='Power of holding hands'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04454728708103108777</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-9043567.post-109980550071106339</id><published>2004-11-06T11:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-15T04:53:40.813-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quotes by Swami Vivekananda</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Choose the highest ideal and live your life upto that. Look at the &quot;ocean&quot; and not at the wave.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That which tends to increase the divinity in you is virtue, and that which tends to increase brutality in you is vice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He who sees Shiva in the poor, in the weak, and in the diseased, really worships Shiva.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Purity in thought, speech, and act is absolutely necessary for anyone to be religious. Purity is strength. Spiritual truth is purity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ideal of the man is to see God in everything. The real evil is idleness which is the principal cause of our poverty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone should know that there is no salvation except through the conquering of desires.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Death being so certain, it is better to die for a good cause.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Religion is the manifestation of the Divinity already in man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your country requires heroes, be heroes!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To me the very essence of education is concentration of the mind, not the collecting of facts.&lt;br /&gt;Each soul is potentially divine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Religion is the idea which is raising the brute unto man, and man unto God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;All power is within you; you can do anything and everything. Believe in that.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Work, work, work - let this be your motto.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now the only way out is to listen to the words of the Lord in the Gita.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Be a hero. Always say, &quot;I have no fear&quot;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Struggle hard to get money, but don&#39;t get attached to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Feel that you are great and you become great.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To devote your life to the good of all and to the happiness of all is religion.&lt;br /&gt;Whatever you do for your own sake is not religion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At my will mountains will crumble up. Have that sort of energy, that sort of will; work hard, and you will reach the goal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is those foolish people who identify themselves with their bodies that piteously cry, &#39;Weak, weak, we are weak&#39;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Keep the motto before you: &quot;Elevation of the masses without injuring their religion&quot;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man never progresses from error to truth, but from truth to truth, from lesser truth to higher truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Avoid all weakness, for weakness is sin, weakness is death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never talk about the faults of others, no matter how bad they may be. Nothing is ever gained by that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall inspire men everywhere until the world shall know that it is one with God.&lt;br /&gt;Let us go forward and do yet greater things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The more selfish a man, the more immoral he is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gi&lt;strong&gt;ve to the weak, for there all the gift is needed. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Knowledge exists, man only discovers it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give up all desire for enjoyment in earth or heaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Be courageous. Do not try to lead your brethren, but serve them.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be the witness and do not react, only thus can you be happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;None can help you, help yourself; work out your own salvation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be not afraid of anything. You will do marvellous work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Try to love anybody and everybody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have to go from the inside out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;None can teach you, non can make you spiritual. There is no other teacher but your own soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Know it for certain that you are in everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go on bravely. Do not expect success in a day or a year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let all your nerves vibrate through the backbone of your religion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do not talk much, but feel the spirit within you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want to be spiritual, you must renounce.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your way is the best for you, but that is no sign that it is the best for others.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Renounce the lower so that you may get the higher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where can we go to find God if we cannot see Him in our own hearts and in every living being?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your work is to serve the poor and miserable, without distinction of caste or colour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Help another because you are in him and he is in you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The poor, the illiterate, the ignorant, the afflicted,...let these be your God. Know that service to these alone is the highest religion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I am in the dark, let me light a lamp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The earth&#39;s bravest and best will have to sacrifice themselves for the good of many, for the welfare of all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Every duty is holy, and devotion to duty is the highest form of worship of God.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We only get what we deserve. It is a lie when we say, the world is bad and we are good. It can never be so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You will understand the mighty strength of Krishna better with a little of strong blood in you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is struggle against nature and not conformity to nature that makes man what he is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each work has to pass through these stages - ridicule, opposition and then acceptance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First there should be strict integrity...Secondly, entire devotion to the cause&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The will is not free - it is a phenomenon bound by cause and effect - but there is something behind the will which is free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You fail only when you do not strive sufficiently to manifest infinite power.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever you do, devote your whole Mind, Heart, and Soul to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever you think, that you will be. If you think yourselves weak, weak you will be; if you think yourselves strong, strong you will be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Never mind failures; they are quite natural, they are the beauty of life - these failures.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He works best who works without any motive, neither for money, nor for fame, nor for anything else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The new religion says that he is an atheist who does not believe in himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neither seek nor avoid, take what comes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You should work like a master and not as a slave; work incessantly, but do not do a slave&#39;s work&lt;br /&gt;Believe that the soul is immortal, infinite and all powerful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Even if the order be wrong, first obey and then contradict it.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be a hero. Always say, &quot;I have no fear&quot;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our first duty is not to hate ourselves; because to advance we must have faith in ourselves first and then in God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desimasala.blogspot.com/feeds/109980550071106339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/9043567/109980550071106339' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9043567/posts/default/109980550071106339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9043567/posts/default/109980550071106339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desimasala.blogspot.com/2004/11/quotes-by-swami-vivekananda.html' title='Quotes by Swami Vivekananda'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04454728708103108777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9043567.post-110044049345971333</id><published>2004-10-30T19:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-11-15T05:44:46.476-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Interview with the GOD</title><content type='html'>I dreamed I had an interview with God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“So you would like to interview me?” God asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“If you have the time” I said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God smiled. “My time is eternity.” “What questions do you have in mind for me?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“What surprises you most about humankind?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God answered... “That they get bored with childhood, they rush to grow up, and then long to be children again.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“That they lose their health to make money... and then lose their money to restore their health.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“That by thinking anxiously about the future, they forget the present, such that they live in neither the present nor the future.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;That they live as if they will never die, and die as though they had never lived.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God’s hand took mineand we were silent for a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then I asked... “As a parent, what are some of life’s lessons you want your children to learn?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“To learn they cannot make anyone love them. All they can do is let themselves be loved.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“To learn that it is not good to compare themselves to others.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“To learn to forgiveby practicing forgiveness.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“To learn that it only takes a few seconds to open profound wounds in those they love,&lt;br /&gt;and it can take many years to heal them.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“To learn that a rich person is not one who has the most, but is one who needs the least.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“To learn that there are people who love them dearly, but simply have not yet learned&lt;br /&gt;how to express or show their feelings.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“To learn that two people can look at the same thing and see it differently.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“To learn that it is not enough that they forgive one another, but they must also forgive themselves.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Thank you for your time,&quot; I said humbly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Is there anything else you would like your children to know?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God smiled and said, “Just know that I am here... always.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desimasala.blogspot.com/feeds/110044049345971333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/9043567/110044049345971333' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9043567/posts/default/110044049345971333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9043567/posts/default/110044049345971333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desimasala.blogspot.com/2004/10/interview-with-god.html' title='Interview with the GOD'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04454728708103108777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>