<?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-27389455</id><updated>2024-08-30T21:13:47.821-07:00</updated><category term="Dushyant kumar"/><category term="Ek Nazar"/><category term="Husn"/><category term="anjaan"/><category term="chahat"/><category term="hindi poems"/><category term="jeevan dagar"/><category term="kareeb"/><category term="kuch apne log"/><category term="niyati"/><category term="poems"/><category term="आरभ"/><title type='text'>Life as it is</title><subtitle type='html'>Facts about the real feelings recorded to be shared among intellectuals (Ravi &amp;amp; Ashwani). We are together coz we view things alone and reach to the end same finish.... Not always..but often!&#xa;&#xa; Finally there is one more addition Nitin is joining with his poetry ideas... hope we finish with some good lines...just expressing ourselves.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://analysingdaily.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27389455/posts/default?redirect=false'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://analysingdaily.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27389455/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08168338651686358309</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>27</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27389455.post-8991184340305495307</id><published>2011-10-22T07:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-22T07:24:46.969-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="आरभ"/><title type='text'>आरभ</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class=&quot;p1&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;आरभ &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;p1&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;p1&quot;&gt;ना ख़ुशी हैं, ना गम हैं, कुछ तो हैं, पर कुछ भी नहीं हैं !&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class=&quot;p3&quot;&gt;हासिल हैं पर, पर कुछ खोने का डर हैं,&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class=&quot;p3&quot;&gt;शिताम हैं, पर प्यार भी हैं &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class=&quot;p3&quot;&gt;कवायत भी हैं, पर पाने की चाह नहीं हैं,&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class=&quot;p3&quot;&gt;जिसकी जरुरत हैं वो पास भी नहीं हैं,  &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class=&quot;p2&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class=&quot;p3&quot;&gt;ना शिकायत हैं किसी से, ना कोई गिला हैं!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class=&quot;p3&quot;&gt;परे हैं जो हर बात सी, वो खुदा भी नहीं हैं!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class=&quot;p3&quot;&gt;आशो की नदी हैं, तमानो का समंदर है मुझमें!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class=&quot;p3&quot;&gt;अनन्त हैं छितिज, पर किनारा नहीं हैं!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class=&quot;p3&quot;&gt;कहा मिले किससे मिले, क्या कहे और क्या सुनाये, &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class=&quot;p3&quot;&gt;वही कहानी हैं पर कोई हम जबानी नहीं!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class=&quot;p2&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class=&quot;p3&quot;&gt;लड़ के निकल जाऊ ये जुरट हैं सही, &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class=&quot;p3&quot;&gt;अपने ही आप हैं, कोई और नहीं, &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class=&quot;p2&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class=&quot;p3&quot;&gt;आखिर मैं भी सोचता हूँ कभी, &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class=&quot;p3&quot;&gt;मैं ही अकले नहीं इस भरवार में, जो खाता हूँ गोंते, &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class=&quot;p3&quot;&gt;पर वही चाह हैं किनारे से मिलने की, &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class=&quot;p3&quot;&gt;क्यों मैं ही हूँ पर मैं कुछ नहीं!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class=&quot;p2&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class=&quot;p3&quot;&gt;ये  वो हैं जिसकी चाह अभी हैं मुझे, &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class=&quot;p3&quot;&gt;पर ये मेरा आरभ हैं अंत नहीं!&lt;/p&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://analysingdaily.blogspot.com/feeds/8991184340305495307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/27389455/8991184340305495307' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27389455/posts/default/8991184340305495307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27389455/posts/default/8991184340305495307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://analysingdaily.blogspot.com/2011/10/blog-post_22.html' title='आरभ'/><author><name>Nitin Shukla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07930569700369045111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KWiKlcV-nhM/SVpt7MkovGI/AAAAAAAACD8/x1MScsjsB44/S220/IMG_0003-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27389455.post-6711592829701203810</id><published>2011-10-22T06:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-22T07:01:19.610-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Ek Nazar"/><title type='text'>Ek Nazar</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Arial; font-size: 12px; &quot;&gt;मासूम सा चेहरा, भोली सी सूरत, कुछ याद दिलाती हैं मुझे,&lt;br /&gt;वो हँसी, वो लहराते हुए जुल्फे, हर पल तेरी सूरत सी सताती है मुझे,&lt;br /&gt;झुकी पलकों के कोरो से तकना, माथे पे मोहब्बत की शिकन लुभाती है मुझे,&lt;br /&gt;हर ज़र्रे मे फक़त तेरी इनायत देखू, खुदाई भी अब तुझमे नज़र आती है मुझे,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://analysingdaily.blogspot.com/feeds/6711592829701203810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/27389455/6711592829701203810' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27389455/posts/default/6711592829701203810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27389455/posts/default/6711592829701203810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://analysingdaily.blogspot.com/2011/10/ek-nazar.html' title='Ek Nazar'/><author><name>Nitin Shukla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07930569700369045111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KWiKlcV-nhM/SVpt7MkovGI/AAAAAAAACD8/x1MScsjsB44/S220/IMG_0003-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27389455.post-1015991314871171695</id><published>2011-10-22T06:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-22T06:59:26.167-07:00</updated><title type='text'>एक कसक</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Arial; font-size: 12px; &quot;&gt;हर बार एक कसक सी रह जाती है, तेरे जाते ही तेरी याद सी रह जाती है !&lt;br /&gt;दिल करता है भर लूँ अपनी बाँहों में, ये तमन्ना भी एक ख्वाब सी रह जाती है !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;यूँ तो शामिल है हर लम्हा तेरी यादो में, तेरी आहट पे मेरी आँख ठहर जाती है ..!&lt;br /&gt;ख्वाब अलबेले सजाती हैं आँखे मेरी, तेरी उम्मीद सी हर रात गुज़र जाती है ..!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;तुमसे रूहानी ताउम्र का रिश्ता मेरा, यही उम्मीद मुझे पास तेरे लाती है ..!&lt;br /&gt;मेरे हालात तुझे मैं कैसे बतलाऊं, तेरे दिल की तड़प आँख समझ जाती है ...!!&lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://analysingdaily.blogspot.com/feeds/1015991314871171695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/27389455/1015991314871171695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27389455/posts/default/1015991314871171695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27389455/posts/default/1015991314871171695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://analysingdaily.blogspot.com/2011/10/blog-post.html' title='एक कसक'/><author><name>Nitin Shukla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07930569700369045111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KWiKlcV-nhM/SVpt7MkovGI/AAAAAAAACD8/x1MScsjsB44/S220/IMG_0003-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27389455.post-7634583393902235865</id><published>2010-12-15T06:23:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-10-12T01:58:59.930-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="anjaan"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="chahat"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="kareeb"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="kuch apne log"/><title type='text'>Chahtein</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
यह चाहतें जो अभी तक मुझमे ज़िंदा हैं,&lt;br /&gt;
क्यूँ तेरी आस मे हर एक साँस ज़िंदा है,&lt;br /&gt;
कुछ अपने लोग जो अपने करीब लगते हैं,&lt;br /&gt;
क्यूँ जाने पहचाने चेहरे अज़ीब लगते हैं,&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;सच है तू पास नही, दूर भी नही शायद,&lt;br /&gt;
तुझसे अनजान नही, पहचान भी नही शायद,&lt;br /&gt;
तू है कहीं गुमशुदा, तुझको खबर नही शायद,&lt;br /&gt;
दिल मे छुपा सा कोई तुझसा है, मगर नही.... शायद......!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/blockquote&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://analysingdaily.blogspot.com/feeds/7634583393902235865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/27389455/7634583393902235865' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27389455/posts/default/7634583393902235865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27389455/posts/default/7634583393902235865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://analysingdaily.blogspot.com/2010/12/chahtein.html' title='Chahtein'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08168338651686358309</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-27389455.post-5138600579948454784</id><published>2010-09-17T05:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-12T01:58:26.861-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Dushyant kumar"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Husn"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="jeevan dagar"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="niyati"/><title type='text'>kuch kaha maine</title><content type='html'>Some where down the line, Dushyant kumar has written (well i feel he was one good one, not selling HUSN as poet :P).&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;blockquote&gt;गीत गाकर चेतना को वर दिया मैने&lt;br /&gt;
आँसुओं के दर्द को आदर दिया मैने&lt;br /&gt;
प्रीत मेरी आस्था की भूख थी, सहकर&lt;br /&gt;
ज़िन्दगी़ का चित्र पूरा कर दिया मैने।&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
i just tried to add up few words...&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;ये नियति जीवन की जाने कब कहाँ ले जाय,&lt;br /&gt;
बन पथिक जीवन डगर को धर लिया मैने..!&lt;br /&gt;
मेरे चमन मे क्यूँ कोई मुझ सा नही रहा,&lt;br /&gt;
द्वंद को उत्तेजना मे कर लिया मैने ..!!&lt;br /&gt;
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हौसले सूरज की गर्मी से ना पिघले थे कभी,&lt;br /&gt;
अब तो राहो मे नमी को भर लिया मैने..!&lt;br /&gt;
अब नयी तहज़ीब है - सब कुछ बिकाउ,&lt;br /&gt;
खुद को भी बेज़ार-ए-नज़र कर लिया मैने ..!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://analysingdaily.blogspot.com/feeds/5138600579948454784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/27389455/5138600579948454784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27389455/posts/default/5138600579948454784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27389455/posts/default/5138600579948454784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://analysingdaily.blogspot.com/2010/09/kuch-kaha-maine.html' title='kuch kaha maine'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08168338651686358309</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-27389455.post-5202731047711511237</id><published>2010-05-02T08:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-02T08:53:09.159-07:00</updated><title type='text'>बचा रहने दो...!</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;जीवन की आपाधापी मे बिखर गयी एक प्रेम कहानी,&lt;br /&gt;
दिल तोड़ा है, मुह मत मोडो, जीवन शेष बचा रहने दो,&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
सबसे छुपके, नज़र बचा के,भेजे थे जो दिल से लगा के,&lt;br /&gt;
प्रेम भर वो पत्र ना फाडो कुछ अवशेष बचा रहने दो,&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
कोशिश हम दोनो ने की थी, नीतुर नियती की और थी इच्छा,&lt;br /&gt;
इस बेबस लाचार अहम का कुछ तो एहसास बचा रहने दो,&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
जीवनपथ पर मिले ना मिले, यादो मे तो आएँगे,&lt;br /&gt;
तुम मेरी थी, भले पलो की, यह विश्वास बचा रहने दो..!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;blockquote&gt;By Ravi&lt;/blockquote&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://analysingdaily.blogspot.com/feeds/5202731047711511237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/27389455/5202731047711511237' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27389455/posts/default/5202731047711511237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27389455/posts/default/5202731047711511237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://analysingdaily.blogspot.com/2010/05/blog-post.html' title='बचा रहने दो...!'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08168338651686358309</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-27389455.post-952014596977721559</id><published>2010-03-31T06:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T06:07:56.444-07:00</updated><title type='text'>When love happens ??</title><content type='html'>Tried to convert this into poem...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;किसी ना किसी पे, किसी को, एतबार हो जाता है,&lt;br /&gt;किसी अजनबी शख्स से, अक्सर प्यार हो जाता है.&lt;br /&gt;किसी की खूबियो से ही नही होती मोहब्बत,&lt;br /&gt;किसी की खामियों से भी अक्सर प्यार हो जाता है...!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ravi</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://analysingdaily.blogspot.com/feeds/952014596977721559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/27389455/952014596977721559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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type='text'>Few lines together ..</title><content type='html'>Some random thoughts... inspiration from some poets, and compiled myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;बनके एहसास मेरी धड़कन के पास रहते हो,&lt;br /&gt;बनके आँसू मेरी आँखो मे साथ रहते हो,&lt;br /&gt;आज पूछा है एक फक़त सवाल तुमसे,&lt;br /&gt;क्या दूर रहकर तुम भी उदास रहते हो?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;यूँ भी हम दूर दूर रहते थे,यूँ भी सांसो मे कुछ कदूरत थी,&lt;br /&gt;तुमने रस्म-न भुला दिया मुझको,इस तक़ल्लुफ की क्या ज़रूरत थी....!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one is 70% done by Nitin, i just gave it a finish...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;मासूम सा चेहरा, भोली सी सूरत, कुछ याद दिलाती हैं मुझे,&lt;br /&gt;वो हँसी, वो लहराते हुए जुल्फे, हर पल तेरी सूरत सी सताती है मुझे,&lt;br /&gt;झुकी पलकों के कोरो से तकना, माथे पे मोहब्बत की शिकन लुभाती है मुझे,&lt;br /&gt;हर ज़र्रे मे फक़त तेरी इनायत देखू, खुदाई भी अब तुझमे नज़र आती है मुझे,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you like it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;R@vi</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://analysingdaily.blogspot.com/feeds/565665241397689908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/27389455/565665241397689908' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27389455/posts/default/565665241397689908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27389455/posts/default/565665241397689908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://analysingdaily.blogspot.com/2010/03/few-lines-together.html' title='Few lines together ..'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08168338651686358309</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-27389455.post-5572833058086895795</id><published>2009-10-01T03:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T06:11:18.887-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Shabeena Adeeb&#39;s great work..</title><content type='html'>गम तेरे बिछड़ने का हम दिल में समो लेंगे, &lt;br /&gt;तू याद जब आएगा, तन्हाई में रो लेंगे,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;दिल प्यार की राहो में बर्बाद हुआ लेकिन,&lt;br /&gt;बर्बाद किया किसने ये राज़ न खोलेंगे..!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;अब तर्क-ए-ताल्लुक पर हम दोनों हैं आमादा, &lt;br /&gt;वो हमसे न बोलेंगे हम उनसे न बोलेंगे,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;गर आपकी नींदों के सपने हमें मिल जाए, &lt;br /&gt;हम जागती आँखों से कुछ देर तो सो लेंगे..!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i tried to add few lines... hope they are not bad... ( i am not a good poet i know).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;अब और किसी शै की हमको न  जरुरत है,&lt;br /&gt;तेरी पल भर की चाहत हम दिल में संजो लेंगे,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;है कितनी हंसी दुनिया, हर ओर ख़ुशी ही ख़ुशी,&lt;br /&gt;पर तेरे बिना दिलबर हम आँख न खोलेंगे..!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;माँगा है तुम्हे सबसे, रब से भी दुआओं में,&lt;br /&gt;तेरे लौट के आने की उम्मीद पिरो लेंगे ..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;तुझसे गम दूर रहे, खुशियों की इनायत हो,&lt;br /&gt;अश्को के समंदर में, हम दिल को डुबो लेंगे...!!</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://analysingdaily.blogspot.com/feeds/5572833058086895795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/27389455/5572833058086895795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27389455/posts/default/5572833058086895795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27389455/posts/default/5572833058086895795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://analysingdaily.blogspot.com/2009/10/shabeena-adeebs-great-work.html' title='Shabeena Adeeb&#39;s great work..'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08168338651686358309</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-27389455.post-115797478815789948</id><published>2006-09-11T04:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-11T04:39:48.200-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LOVE ..Is real love exists???</title><content type='html'>Love .. just the name , just the whisper of this combination of some alphabets &#39;L&#39;, &#39;O&#39;, &#39;V&#39;,&#39;E&#39; makes us feel some strange feelings. Someone has wisely said &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#ff0000;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&quot;Love is two consonants two vowels between two fools&quot;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Well the people who belive in true love (including me), they are &quot;dwarf&quot;, well do not get me wrong, but its reality. We all who think that true love exists are just waiting for their &quot;Princess charming or Snow white&quot; or &quot;Prince charming&quot;, but they will never come. And if they come you will never realise because you are living in dreams of true love. Some of us can realise it but they feel &quot;am i right for this person??&quot; . They feel that this is Prince/Princess so there is some one better made for....... and they wait..... until they get a situation of compromise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  So my dear friends love is never true, be happy what you have or what you get. Do not be afraid, just have it, what ever is there in shape of love, its true or not,... just let it be with you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#3333ff;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;Your world is only filled with you....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#3333ff;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;When you look in the sky..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#3333ff;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tears will fall because you are thinking for someone...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#3333ff;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;You are the world to be...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#3333ff;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;Let it be yours... always ..timebeing...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://analysingdaily.blogspot.com/feeds/115797478815789948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/27389455/115797478815789948' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27389455/posts/default/115797478815789948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27389455/posts/default/115797478815789948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://analysingdaily.blogspot.com/2006/09/love-is-real-love-exists.html' title='LOVE ..Is real love exists???'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08168338651686358309</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-27389455.post-115496364280156237</id><published>2006-08-07T08:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-07T08:14:02.810-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Inspired from &lt;strong&gt;DAAG&lt;/strong&gt;... Mulahija Farmaiyee...   IRSHAD IRSHAD ...[;)]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#cc0000;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;Na jane kyo? Dil me utar gaya ko_ii, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#cc0000;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jane kya dekha; mujhpe mar gaya ko_ii...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#cc0000;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;            Tamam raat andhero se jo ladta raha,   &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#cc0000;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;            Hui subah chupke se ghar gaya ko_ii....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#cc0000;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;Accha raha Nasib ke use dard na mila,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#cc0000;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;Har kisi ko yahan ghayal kar gaya ko_ii....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#cc0000;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;            Is baar dil-o-jaan mere kabu me nahi the,   &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#cc0000;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;           Jane kaise mere dil me ghar kar gaya ko_ii...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Adaab..[:)]</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://analysingdaily.blogspot.com/feeds/115496364280156237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/27389455/115496364280156237' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27389455/posts/default/115496364280156237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27389455/posts/default/115496364280156237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://analysingdaily.blogspot.com/2006/08/inspired-from-daag.html' title=''/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08168338651686358309</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-27389455.post-115419670954557428</id><published>2006-07-29T11:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-29T11:11:49.553-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i like this ...Ravi</title><content type='html'>Amanheci sozinho&lt;br /&gt;Na cama um vazio&lt;br /&gt;Meu coração que se foi&lt;br /&gt;Sem dizer se voltava depois&lt;br /&gt;Sofrimento meu não vou agüentar&lt;br /&gt;Se a mulher que eu nasci pra viver&lt;br /&gt;Não me quer mais&lt;br /&gt;Sempre depois das brigas&lt;br /&gt;Nós nos amamos muito&lt;br /&gt;Dia e noite a sós&lt;br /&gt;O universo era pouco pra nós&lt;br /&gt;O que aconteceu&lt;br /&gt;Pra você partir assim&lt;br /&gt;Se te fiz algo errado, perdão!&lt;br /&gt;Volta pra mim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Essa paixão é meu mundo&lt;br /&gt;Um sentimento profundo&lt;br /&gt;Sonho acordado um segundo&lt;br /&gt;Que você vai ligar&lt;br /&gt;O telefone que toca&lt;br /&gt;Eu digo alô sem resposta&lt;br /&gt;Mas não desliga escuta&lt;br /&gt;O que eu vou te falar&lt;br /&gt;Eu te amo e vou gritar pra todo mundo ouvir&lt;br /&gt;Ter você é meu desejo de viver&lt;br /&gt;Sou menino e teu amor é que me faz crescer&lt;br /&gt;E me entrego corpo e alma pra você.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://analysingdaily.blogspot.com/feeds/115419670954557428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/27389455/115419670954557428' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27389455/posts/default/115419670954557428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27389455/posts/default/115419670954557428'/><link rel='alternate' 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akele hi,&lt;br /&gt;bada aasan samjha tha jin raho ko mushkil hain,&lt;br /&gt;aa bhi jao, kab tak hum chalein yun akele hi......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mumkin hai safar aasan ho jaye tumhare saath,&lt;br /&gt;hazaro dard dil ke yun hi mit jaayein akele hi,&lt;br /&gt;bahut mumkin hai aahat teri dil me roshni kar de,&lt;br /&gt;yehi dil me chupa ke mar bhi jayenge akele hi,.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://analysingdaily.blogspot.com/feeds/115418637274790537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/27389455/115418637274790537' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27389455/posts/default/115418637274790537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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perception...thinking...with an experience of not being into it..rather being out of it...like an observer...!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#000099;&quot;&gt;           This experience is not very comforting ...some how it makes me impotent in my own view... i dig deep down to find out the source of this degradation... one voice in my head asks me.... are you looking at something which was ever in existance??...i dont know..may be yes...it was when i was more close to my self...more with me...or  when there were few colors in my life....but i have drifted a long long way....from life....though the life seems like the illusionary horizon at this point but the multicolor view provides me with no comfort...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#000099;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#000099;&quot;&gt;i feel like going back to good old days of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#000099;&quot;&gt;                                                                 BLACK &amp;amp; WHITE....&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://analysingdaily.blogspot.com/feeds/115418530373536265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/27389455/115418530373536265' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27389455/posts/default/115418530373536265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27389455/posts/default/115418530373536265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://analysingdaily.blogspot.com/2006/07/black-white-by-ashwani.html' title='Black &amp; White ...By Ashwani'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08168338651686358309</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-27389455.post-115160907992507405</id><published>2006-06-29T12:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-29T12:26:31.050-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanks for a best friend.. ...CRIS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#009900;&quot;&gt;Well luckily i found a best friend, a superb....some one real IDEAL..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#009900;&quot;&gt;so my heart is beating for such nice words....god bless you friend...!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#009900;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#009900;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#009900;&quot;&gt;Thanks for being there for me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#009900;&quot;&gt;through good times and bad times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#009900;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#009900;&quot;&gt;I will be on your side even if the the world ends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#009900;&quot;&gt;When the world is going,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#009900;&quot;&gt;I will be here,......now and until the end....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#009900;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#009900;&quot;&gt;Your my very best friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#009900;&quot;&gt;The one that I look up to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#009900;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#009900;&quot;&gt;The one that I run to, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#009900;&quot;&gt;when I have a problem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#009900;&quot;&gt;The one that I talk to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#009900;&quot;&gt;Your the one best friend that was always there for me....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#009900;&quot;&gt;I wanna thank you for all the things you gave and showed me.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://analysingdaily.blogspot.com/feeds/115160907992507405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/27389455/115160907992507405' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27389455/posts/default/115160907992507405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27389455/posts/default/115160907992507405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://analysingdaily.blogspot.com/2006/06/thanks-for-best-friend-cris.html' title='Thanks for a best friend.. ...CRIS'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08168338651686358309</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-27389455.post-115160839245181883</id><published>2006-06-29T12:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-29T12:21:39.800-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Never guessed... How ???</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#ff6600;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Never guessed&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#ff6600;&quot;&gt;How could it be that you and I ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#ff6600;&quot;&gt;Could know each other for so long...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#ff6600;&quot;&gt;Yet not realize what has been there before our eyes?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#ff6600;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#ff6600;&quot;&gt;Maybe the little changes that life &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#ff6600;&quot;&gt;has dealt us have brought us to this place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#ff6600;&quot;&gt;Your twinkling eyes that light every time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#ff6600;&quot;&gt;That look, our secret to share&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#ff6600;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#ff6600;&quot;&gt;I wonder if you realize what you do to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#ff6600;&quot;&gt;The butterflies that take flight with my thoughts on you....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#ff6600;&quot;&gt;The heights you take me are nothing short of spectacular....&lt;br /&gt;For who would have thought that it could have been this way....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#ff6600;&quot;&gt;Your gentle touch that melts me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#ff6600;&quot;&gt;The way you caress me is wicked and exciting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#ff6600;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#ff6600;&quot;&gt;You set me on fire......Thanks for all what you have given..!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://analysingdaily.blogspot.com/feeds/115160839245181883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/27389455/115160839245181883' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27389455/posts/default/115160839245181883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27389455/posts/default/115160839245181883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://analysingdaily.blogspot.com/2006/06/never-guessed-how.html' title='Never guessed... How ???'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08168338651686358309</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-27389455.post-114796961928705678</id><published>2006-05-18T09:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-18T09:26:59.296-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Relationships Online......... by Ravi.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#ff6600;&quot;&gt;The technology has changed the view towards manythings. Online relationship are just another example. When this cam into existance there was a willing to make it helpfull for the people...but wht is happening now? Only few people believe it in real, but there is no real feelings... There are a lot of people who are just hiding themselves in the virtual world just missusing this great environment for lust. I was trying to think what are the problems? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#ff6600;&quot;&gt; Online relationships are good, just if there is a belief. whenever we opt for a marriage site , the both of looking partners have belief that they need someone to select and then they make it in real. But normaly there is no willing to make it real kind of timepass. Let&#39;s rethink the use of the online relationships, make them better, talk in real , not to misuse. Start only if there is willing to make it in real...but people like that are very few..!!!!&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://analysingdaily.blogspot.com/feeds/114796961928705678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/27389455/114796961928705678' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27389455/posts/default/114796961928705678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27389455/posts/default/114796961928705678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://analysingdaily.blogspot.com/2006/05/relationships-online-by-ravi.html' title='Relationships Online......... by Ravi.'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08168338651686358309</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-27389455.post-114756248395249511</id><published>2006-05-13T16:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-13T16:21:23.966-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Expectation..............by Ravi</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#996633;&quot;&gt;When ever i think of something, normally atleast for someone it is expectation. Expectations make relations worst. I was trying to analyse why this expectation comes, interestingly i found that expeactation is not only by someone, we also expect many things from our innerself. All the expectations outside is just a reflection of expectations inside your own. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#996633;&quot;&gt;  &quot;We are suffering in some worst in life, it is not cause there is something worst. It is cause there is liking of suffering by your own. You are suffering cause you wana suffer. You don&#39;t wana get rid of it. A practical example is when someone says that i don&#39;t love you..we take this as a cause of suffering. We are stick to it, we want to be a DEVDAS. This is suffering, if we can stop thinking about that love (which is now no where), then we are out from suffering and expectation. So suffering is another aspect of expectation...!!&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#ff9900;&quot;&gt;Ishq ko rog maar dete hai, Akal ko sog maar dete hain,&lt;br /&gt;Aaadmi khud ba khud nahi marta doosre log maar dete hain...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://analysingdaily.blogspot.com/feeds/114756248395249511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/27389455/114756248395249511' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27389455/posts/default/114756248395249511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27389455/posts/default/114756248395249511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://analysingdaily.blogspot.com/2006/05/expectationby-ravi.html' title='Expectation..............by Ravi'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08168338651686358309</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-27389455.post-114693405074625674</id><published>2006-05-06T09:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-06T09:47:30.756-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The day with pain...!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#660000;&quot;&gt;hi folks,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#660000;&quot;&gt;  Since 6.30 AM i&#39;m living in the pain. When i woke up in the morning (usually it was 11.00AM) i was unable to move my body, there was a pain in my neck..upto middle back. I requestd anshul to rub some IDODEX, n it was okey for finishing daily stuff. After tht i thought of connecting to the world. When i came here, Pain was increasing.... and i sat on the chair, n still typing in pain. I was dicussing this with Ashwani and he told tht there are two aspects of pain in neck..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#660000;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#ff6666;&quot;&gt;1) You have a complete mess up in ur head so pain is there reflected in neck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#ff6666;&quot;&gt;2)  You didnt slept properly, so you should use proper bed and sleeping positions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#660000;&quot;&gt;When i was here thinking that wht is the mess up in my mind. Realised that there are many, feeling of being alone, fear of future, state of undecided. I slept properly but sometimes i bent myself and i was looking for the reason of that , and it is because of feeling of lonelyness. I was shocked to know that, i am having a feeling of lonelyness and still i dont know..! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#660000;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#660000;&quot;&gt;How this can happen? Feeling of something which is not with you,  can affect like that? what are your views ? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://analysingdaily.blogspot.com/feeds/114693405074625674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/27389455/114693405074625674' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27389455/posts/default/114693405074625674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27389455/posts/default/114693405074625674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://analysingdaily.blogspot.com/2006/05/day-with-pain.html' title='The day with pain...!'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08168338651686358309</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-27389455.post-114668880406287227</id><published>2006-05-03T13:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-03T13:52:42.636-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Delay ..... it hurts anytime, anywhere!   .... By Ravi</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href=&quot;http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7281/2883/1600/orkutnew.0.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7281/2883/200/orkutnew.0.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#cc0000;&quot;&gt;Delay..means deadly..i wud like to say. delay create problems...always what ever the related object may be. Today i was attending a presentation by Professor Joseph i Arne. frm University of Catolognya Barsilona, Spain at my ReTIS lab(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://retis.sssup.it&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#cc0000;&quot;&gt;http://retis.sssup.it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#cc0000;&quot;&gt;). Professor was giving overview about how to control a real system behavior in a expected manner. At the mean time he was addressing &quot;delay&quot;...... after listening his thought, my listening was delayed.... it went into another world. Here is what he said..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;Delay creates a problem, it delays the execution of tasks running. In real time, it should not happen or try to avoid it. In general real time is system related to time frame directly, we are planning to over come delay, for tht time which already occured..this causes a lot of faliures in the systems like path finder, Coloumbia mission...air plane crashes &amp; all.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#cc0000;&quot;&gt;After listening him i thought this happens to our real life very much. We do something, and when results are out we think a lot, why result was unexpected? why ? and we start thinking about how this happened. And we can see there was a delay..either in action, or either in feeling or thinking or realisation about the fact related to the problem we were trying to solve....thing already happend &amp; then we are trying to overcome the real delay which causes the unexpected.. Wht a delay..which affected past &amp; predicting future...if we can realise this delay soon before their arrival we could do miracles... just what some geat thinkers have already given...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#cc0000;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#cc0000;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#009900;&quot;&gt;&quot;It&#39;s not efforts or inteligence or greatness of&lt;br /&gt;mine...it&#39;s timming &amp;amp; willing. Doing right thing at right time..&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#cc0000;&quot;&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#cc0000;&quot;&gt;So i wish frm now onwards no more delays..if some..:( oh almighty god! help me, realising them before they arrive....&lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://analysingdaily.blogspot.com/feeds/114668880406287227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/27389455/114668880406287227' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27389455/posts/default/114668880406287227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27389455/posts/default/114668880406287227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://analysingdaily.blogspot.com/2006/05/delay-it-hurts-anytime-anywhere-by.html' title='Delay ..... it hurts anytime, anywhere!   .... By Ravi'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08168338651686358309</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27389455.post-114651766704404935</id><published>2006-05-01T14:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-01T14:07:47.046-07:00</updated><title type='text'>just a random thought ...By Ravi</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;It is just 11.30 here in pisa, still in the lab since morning 9.30. So around 14 hrs constantly i was connected to the world. By the mean time i did a lot of surfing chatting music listening and eye catching..When i am about to leave to Home, i am thinking wht i did whole day, it was just a pleasure of being connected to the world. There is no-one there for me as my lover, but there are some close friends of mine, for my pleasure of talking with them i was there. When i analysied it again and again, one interesting thought came into my mind... i was there cos i wanted to hide myself frm reality. i was there cos i dnt want to be alone, at least virtually i am with a lot of people. Things will go on like this, but who cares....tht is my life ! More virtual than real. Some people say tht this may become the level of saturation...let&#39;s Hope wht i may become..!&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://analysingdaily.blogspot.com/feeds/114651766704404935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/27389455/114651766704404935' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27389455/posts/default/114651766704404935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27389455/posts/default/114651766704404935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://analysingdaily.blogspot.com/2006/05/just-random-thought-by-ravi.html' title='just a random thought ...By Ravi'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08168338651686358309</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-27389455.post-114651703100470250</id><published>2006-05-01T13:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-01T13:57:11.006-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey You ..... By Ashwani</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#666666;&quot;&gt;Have you ever noticed, when you point out to anybody, only one fingure it towards the person and 3 are towards you. Be aware, you are much responsible than the person you pointing. And what about 5th one?? Where is Your Thumb position...it-s always up towards sky, towards GOD, towards your Fortune..... Are you telling to GOD that i&#39;m pointing this person, you are the witness..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://analysingdaily.blogspot.com/feeds/114651703100470250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/27389455/114651703100470250' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27389455/posts/default/114651703100470250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27389455/posts/default/114651703100470250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://analysingdaily.blogspot.com/2006/05/hey-you-by-ashwani.html' title='Hey You ..... By Ashwani'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08168338651686358309</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-27389455.post-114651699310259596</id><published>2006-05-01T13:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-01T13:58:10.573-07:00</updated><title type='text'>End of Vacation ... By Ravi</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#339999;&quot;&gt;Today it is the last day of my vacation time, this was not a vacation time for me. It was like 24x7 online time..ha ha ha ha Now frm tomorrow onwards again classes and thinking is mainly devoted towards studies rather than otherway. I&#39;m anyways as this vacation is ending in a such way with all the experiences online. Thanks to Ravindran Ganapathi for telling me such a nice spot to be there in blogspot. He made me record my feelings. I met many people thru their blogs some of them are really best i wud say. So today is day which is known as italian independence day, during world war it was occupied by some coutry (No idea which..) so on may 1 they left. They are celebrating, since last night, there is music behind me, i&#39;m just listening music not lyrics, lyrics are of the some decent thinkers over blog. Why this war things happen? is it required? hmm.. i guess it is required. Altough we dont want but for a long peace it is required. After war there is deep silence..all are in peace, no one is there... and two egos have killed a lot of living beings, but this goes on. We are human, best creature of God but we will be like tht .......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#ff9966;&quot;&gt;Hazaro khwahishe aisi ki har khwahish pe dam nikle,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#ff9966;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bahut nikle mere armaan .. fir bhi kam nikle......&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://analysingdaily.blogspot.com/feeds/114651699310259596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/27389455/114651699310259596' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27389455/posts/default/114651699310259596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27389455/posts/default/114651699310259596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://analysingdaily.blogspot.com/2006/05/end-of-vacation-by-ravi.html' title='End of Vacation ... By Ravi'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08168338651686358309</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-27389455.post-114651687812118682</id><published>2006-05-01T13:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-01T14:29:26.226-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Relationships...A look</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href=&quot;http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7281/2883/1600/Blog.1.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7281/2883/200/Blog.0.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7281/2883/1600/Blog.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#33cc00;&quot;&gt;Human is &quot;Social Animal&quot;, so it is obvious that human always looks for a relationships. The level and face of relations may change, but evryone needs relations. A relationship is nothing but just a giving a personal space to other in your space. often we see fight, hate, loneliness in relations. In my opinion it is not important that how you say that &quot;I LOVE YOU&quot;, bt important is that how much you give to your relation.Any relation can be thought of a balanced composition of intimacy and independence. Wrong proportion of anything will lead to worst. All this proportion depends upon individual to individual. So be carefull to your relation. In my opinion there are three words which are much more important than most souted three words &quot;I LOVE YOU&quot;....and they are Truthfulllness Openness Faithfullness All three little words really matter, they create a honor system between the two person who are in relation. So friends, think over it, if u really wana make a good relation with anyone just be truth, open and faithfull. Good Luck for the best ever relation..God bless You.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://analysingdaily.blogspot.com/feeds/114651687812118682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/27389455/114651687812118682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27389455/posts/default/114651687812118682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27389455/posts/default/114651687812118682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://analysingdaily.blogspot.com/2006/05/relationshipsa-look.html' title='Relationships...A look'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08168338651686358309</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-27389455.post-114651662872858490</id><published>2006-05-01T13:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-01T13:51:54.696-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7281/2883/1600/goodmn.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#ff9900;&quot;&gt;Life is all about ending. If at the end you were satisfied by it, you are successfull. Life sucks cause try how much you can you will never be free . So let&#39;s think another way....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#ff9900;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#ff9900;&quot;&gt;&quot;Life is not measured by thebreaths we take, .......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#ff9900;&quot;&gt;but by themoments that take our breath away&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#ff9966;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#ff9966;&quot;&gt;and in hindi...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#ff9900;&quot;&gt;Zindgi se koi ummeed na rakh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#ff9900;&quot;&gt;zindgi kabr me samayi hai,.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#ff9900;&quot;&gt;Jaan akeli hai ,azaad nahi, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#ff9900;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Zindgi maut ban ke chhayi hai..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://analysingdaily.blogspot.com/feeds/114651662872858490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/27389455/114651662872858490' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27389455/posts/default/114651662872858490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27389455/posts/default/114651662872858490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://analysingdaily.blogspot.com/2006/05/life-is-all-about-ending.html' title=''/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08168338651686358309</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>