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gd:etag="W/&quot;DUcFSHw8eyp7ImA9Wx9XFUQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1276361301666909781.post-3884760503465493472</id><published>2011-01-02T21:52:00.008+05:30</published><updated>2011-01-09T23:46:59.273+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-01-09T23:46:59.273+05:30</app:edited><title>कशमोकश में है ये दिल...</title><summary>लाख कोशिश की मैंने तुझसे प्यार ना करूँ,हर बीता लम्हा मुझे तेरे और करीब लाया,जो चाहा तेरी आँखों में ना देखूं,इस क़दर उनमे डूबा फिर उभर ना पाया...दिल ने तो सोचा कुछ हसीन पल गुज़ार लूँ तेरे संग,उसे क्या पता था ये आदत भी कम्बख्त चीज़ अजीब है,वोह कुछ पल कुछ यूँ समा गए इस दिल में,नज़रों से दूर मेरे तू कितनी भी सही, रूह के हर पल करीब है...हर सुबह जब तुम अपनी नाज़ुक पलकों को भिगोती,बन कर पानी की वो बूँद क़ाश</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://itsniraj.blogspot.com/feeds/3884760503465493472/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" 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xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-05-02T01:27:25.563+05:30</app:edited><title>ये दर्द अब सहा नहीं जाता..</title><summary>खुदा  करे एक दिन ऐसा भी आये,जब वोह तड़पे हमारी  एक झलक को,इस क़दर दूर हो जाएँ जब वोह पास हमारे आये,चूम न सकें वोह कभी हमारी पलकों को...काश एक दिन ऐसा भी आता,जब हमारा ये दिल उनके पास होता,तो फिर महसूस कर सकते वोह हमारे दर्द को,फिर शायेद यूँ न हमें ठुकराया होता...हमारी मोहब्बत में थी इतनी कशिश,उन्हें बना दिया एक फूल जो हमेशा मेहेकता है,उनकी बेरुखी भी कोई कम न थी,हमें बना दिया वोह काँटा जो हर पल चुभता</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://itsniraj.blogspot.com/feeds/8121310036942927179/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1276361301666909781&amp;postID=8121310036942927179" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1276361301666909781/posts/default/8121310036942927179?v=2" /><link 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xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-01-09T23:46:07.937+05:30</app:edited><title>आखिर क्यूँ...</title><summary>कहते हो कोई कमी नहीं मुझमे,फिर क्यूँ अपना नहीं सकते,क्या हमारी बेइंतेहा मोहब्बत और नीयत पर भरोसा नहीं,दिल आपके क़दमों में रख दिया हमने कबसे ऐ संगदिल सनम,और आप कहते हो हमें झुककर ज़मीन पर देखने की आदत नहीं… ऐसा तो नहीं की खुदा ने तुम्हे पत्थर दिल बनाया है,इश्क में फ़ना हो जाना तो हमने तुमसे ही सिखा है,क्यूं फिर प्यार की एक बूँद के लिए तड़पाते हो हमें,जब इश्क का समंदर तुम्हारे दिल में बहता है…खुदा </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://itsniraj.blogspot.com/feeds/7190917246033349969/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1276361301666909781&amp;postID=7190917246033349969" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1276361301666909781/posts/default/7190917246033349969?v=2" /><link rel="self" 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xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-11-30T01:56:32.944+05:30</app:edited><title>तुझे भूलना मुमकिन नहीं...</title><summary>आज जब बैठे थे तेरी यादों को मिटाने की ज़दोजेहेद में ,एक हाथ में जाम और दूसरे में ज़हर का प्याला लिए,कम्बख्त इस पेशोपेश में पड़ गया  हमारा ये  घायल मनं,जब ये नींद कभी हमारी न हुई तो ये मौत क्यों न बेवफाई करेगी...इलज़ाम तो बहुत लगाया तुमने हमपे,कभी खुदगर्ज़ी का तो कभी बेरुख़ी का,इक बार तो अपनेपन से हक जताया होता हमपे,साड़ी दुनिया को छोर चले आते हम जो तुमने हमें पराया न किया होता…दिल हमारा था ये ज़ख़्मी </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://itsniraj.blogspot.com/feeds/1805469126008924839/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1276361301666909781&amp;postID=1805469126008924839" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1276361301666909781/posts/default/1805469126008924839?v=2" /><link 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href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1276361301666909781/posts/default/6009476351923279058?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1276361301666909781/posts/default/6009476351923279058?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/WDjz/~3/0vM68ZzQMMs/blog-post.html" title="दो कदम साथ चलके तो देखो..." /><author><name>.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04150208194836987823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_eQ03xPNo-tk/SB91OCOjbxI/AAAAAAAAAFw/FzX7Bf4BdNQ/S220/DSCN2666.JPG" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://itsniraj.blogspot.com/2009/07/blog-post.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUIGQ38-eip7ImA9WxJRF0s.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1276361301666909781.post-8163519414751517741</id><published>2009-05-20T01:12:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2009-05-20T02:42:02.152+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-05-20T02:42:02.152+05:30</app:edited><title>ख्वाब में भी मेरे अपने न हुए...</title><summary>इस सोच में थे डूबे की काश आप हमारे होते,ख्वाबों के समंदर में दिल गोते खा रहा था,कमबख्त इस बदकिस्मती की इन्तेहा तो देखो,ख़्वाब में भी आपका आँचल हाथों से फिसलता जा रहा था…ये जानता है दिल की आप कभी हमारे नही हो सकते,फिर भी इस दिल को खुदा से आपका साथ मांगने की आदत हो गई है,दोस्तों के कई काफ़िले निकले और हमें अकेला छोड़ गए,क्या करें की अब तनहा जीने की आदत हो गई है…आपने कहा मिटा दो अपनी यादों से मेरा हर </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://itsniraj.blogspot.com/feeds/8163519414751517741/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1276361301666909781&amp;postID=8163519414751517741" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1276361301666909781/posts/default/8163519414751517741?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1276361301666909781/posts/default/8163519414751517741?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/WDjz/~3/Wj2DggPaMlY/blog-post_20.html" title="ख्वाब में भी मेरे अपने न हुए..." /><author><name>.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04150208194836987823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_eQ03xPNo-tk/SB91OCOjbxI/AAAAAAAAAFw/FzX7Bf4BdNQ/S220/DSCN2666.JPG" /></author><thr:total>2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://itsniraj.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post_20.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUQAQXg6fSp7ImA9WxJRF0s.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1276361301666909781.post-844207676100741056</id><published>2009-05-11T02:50:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2009-05-20T02:39:00.615+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-05-20T02:39:00.615+05:30</app:edited><title>इक ज़माना बीत गया</title><summary>इक और लम्हा बीत गया आपके इंतज़ार में,अश्कों के मोती छलके मेरी आंखों से,इक पल गुज़रता है यूँ एक बरस के जैसे,अब तो लगता है इक ज़माना बीत गया आपके प्यार में...इन खुली बाँहों में समा जाते आप मोम से पिघलकर,आंखों में अपनी वफ़ा का समंदर समेटे हुए,होंठ जो सिल जाते हमारे, फिर रूह कहाँ जुदा होती,तमाम उम्र गुजार देते बंदगी में, आपको अपना खुदा मानकर...राह देखता हूँ अब मैं, आ जाओ आप कभी कहीं से,सूख गई है अब ये </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" 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/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://itsniraj.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0EERH0-fip7ImA9WxRbF0o.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1276361301666909781.post-661466787245485284</id><published>2008-12-09T02:30:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2008-12-09T02:56:45.356+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-12-09T02:56:45.356+05:30</app:edited><title>वो लम्हे...</title><summary>&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;     Normal   0         false   false   false                             MicrosoftInternetExplorer4   &lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;     &lt;![endif]--&gt; &lt;!--  /* Style Definitions */  p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal 	{mso-style-parent:""; 	margin:0cm; 	margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:12.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://itsniraj.blogspot.com/feeds/661466787245485284/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1276361301666909781&amp;postID=661466787245485284" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1276361301666909781/posts/default/661466787245485284?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1276361301666909781/posts/default/661466787245485284?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/WDjz/~3/vbhI0Yd-JPw/blog-post_09.html" title="वो लम्हे..." /><author><name>.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04150208194836987823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_eQ03xPNo-tk/SB91OCOjbxI/AAAAAAAAAFw/FzX7Bf4BdNQ/S220/DSCN2666.JPG" /></author><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://itsniraj.blogspot.com/2008/12/blog-post_09.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;Dk8NSXczcCp7ImA9WxRbFkg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1276361301666909781.post-7098952355721863327</id><published>2008-12-04T02:04:00.008+05:30</published><updated>2008-12-07T18:31:38.988+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-12-07T18:31:38.988+05:30</app:edited><title>कैसे करूँ अंदाज़ ऐ बयान...</title><summary>&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;     Normal   0         true   false   false                             MicrosoftInternetExplorer4   &lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;     &lt;![endif]--&gt; &lt;!--  /* Style Definitions */  p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal 	{mso-style-parent:""; 	margin:0cm; 	margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:12.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://itsniraj.blogspot.com/feeds/7098952355721863327/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1276361301666909781&amp;postID=7098952355721863327" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1276361301666909781/posts/default/7098952355721863327?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1276361301666909781/posts/default/7098952355721863327?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/WDjz/~3/G8bKb__pGPY/blog-post_04.html" title="कैसे करूँ अंदाज़ ऐ बयान..." /><author><name>.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04150208194836987823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_eQ03xPNo-tk/SB91OCOjbxI/AAAAAAAAAFw/FzX7Bf4BdNQ/S220/DSCN2666.JPG" /></author><thr:total>2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://itsniraj.blogspot.com/2008/12/blog-post_04.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkUBQHc6cSp7ImA9WxRbE04.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1276361301666909781.post-1851095257654800495</id><published>2008-12-01T00:34:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2008-12-04T02:34:11.919+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-12-04T02:34:11.919+05:30</app:edited><title>ख्वाहिश है चाँद को पाने की</title><summary>ख्वाहिश है चाँद को पाने की,मगर चांदनी है की हमसे ख़फा है,आरज़ू है किसी के इश्क़ में लूट जाने की,मग़र बिना पाए किसी को चाहना भी तो वफा है...न चाहा हमने कभी ये इश्क का समन्दर,हमें तो बस सच्चे मोहब्बत के इक पल की आस है,वो पल  जिसके सहारे ये ज़िन्दगी गुज़र जाए,चाहत की उस इक बूँद की प्यास है...ऐसा नही की हमने कभी मोहब्बत नही की,हमने तो खुदा से ज्यादा उसकी बन्दगी की है,किसी को तहे दिल से चाहना कोई खता </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" 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/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eQ03xPNo-tk/STQntKSa8LI/AAAAAAAAAMs/1WKX86gzKAw/s72-c/moon.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>4</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://itsniraj.blogspot.com/2008/12/blog-post.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0YMRHw9eyp7ImA9WxZaFEQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1276361301666909781.post-6303465803189503563</id><published>2008-04-27T17:58:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2008-04-30T01:29:45.263+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-04-30T01:29:45.263+05:30</app:edited><title>Akki is here to Rule.......</title><summary>Like any typical Bollywood flick, everybody loves an outsider who makes it big. You know, the quintessential rags-to-riches hero sans a celebrated last name, who gets the hits, the babes and rakes in the moolah. In recent times, Shah Rukh Khan has famously been this and done that. Like SRK, Kumar’s success story is equally rivetting.To say the least nobody gave Rajiv Hari Om Bhatia aka AKKI BHAI </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://itsniraj.blogspot.com/feeds/6303465803189503563/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1276361301666909781&amp;postID=6303465803189503563" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1276361301666909781/posts/default/6303465803189503563?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1276361301666909781/posts/default/6303465803189503563?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/WDjz/~3/p1ms_iAIeWA/akki-is-here-to-rule.html" title="Akki is here to Rule......." /><author><name>.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04150208194836987823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_eQ03xPNo-tk/SB91OCOjbxI/AAAAAAAAAFw/FzX7Bf4BdNQ/S220/DSCN2666.JPG" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://bp3.blogger.com/_eQ03xPNo-tk/SBRyFiOjbwI/AAAAAAAAAEg/A7X0eovQAlc/s72-c/akshay_kumar.gif" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://itsniraj.blogspot.com/2008/04/akki-is-here-to-rule.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;Dk4NQHkyfSp7ImA9WxZbE0o.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1276361301666909781.post-2610632226505936258</id><published>2008-04-17T00:53:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-04-17T01:13:11.795+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-04-17T01:13:11.795+05:30</app:edited><title>My new girlfriend.....</title><summary>I was kind of lost somewhere for the past 10 months or so...Stretching myself for work day and night like an "infinitely Flexible"(this flexible word frustrates me like anything )rubber strip..Only someone very close to me, someone who is there for me all the time, who I can touch whenever my fingers want to; could help me in coming out of this deep slumber. Yes, she is my new girlfriend, hot and</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://itsniraj.blogspot.com/feeds/2610632226505936258/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1276361301666909781&amp;postID=2610632226505936258" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1276361301666909781/posts/default/2610632226505936258?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1276361301666909781/posts/default/2610632226505936258?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/WDjz/~3/xIgi71VQeWU/my-new-girlfriend.html" title="My new girlfriend....." /><author><name>.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04150208194836987823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_eQ03xPNo-tk/SB91OCOjbxI/AAAAAAAAAFw/FzX7Bf4BdNQ/S220/DSCN2666.JPG" /></author><thr:total>2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://itsniraj.blogspot.com/2008/04/my-new-girlfriend.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUcFR3k-cCp7ImA9WB5REk4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1276361301666909781.post-7052722349046656653</id><published>2007-06-18T21:27:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-06-19T12:40:16.758+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2007-06-19T12:40:16.758+05:30</app:edited><title>Understanding the Misunderstandings....</title><summary>Shallow understanding from people of good will is more frustrating than absolute misunderstanding from people of ill will.-Martin Luther King, Jr.     Please don’t take me wrongly…I can explain this…It’s not the way it appears to be… Well I can easily verbalize with a probability of ‘1’ that each one of us have uttered or listened to these statements uncountable number of times. It’s tough to be </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://itsniraj.blogspot.com/feeds/7052722349046656653/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1276361301666909781&amp;postID=7052722349046656653" title="6 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1276361301666909781/posts/default/7052722349046656653?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1276361301666909781/posts/default/7052722349046656653?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/WDjz/~3/fa55v6TsME4/understanding-misunderstandings.html" title="Understanding the Misunderstandings...." /><author><name>.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04150208194836987823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_eQ03xPNo-tk/SB91OCOjbxI/AAAAAAAAAFw/FzX7Bf4BdNQ/S220/DSCN2666.JPG" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://bp3.blogger.com/_eQ03xPNo-tk/RnasIqqFCMI/AAAAAAAAAB0/X3oLE7ofk4o/s72-c/argument.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>6</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://itsniraj.blogspot.com/2007/06/understanding-misunderstandings.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEYGRHk5fyp7ImA9WB5TE08.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1276361301666909781.post-7247878672335193203</id><published>2007-05-24T22:48:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-05-28T09:52:05.727+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2007-05-28T09:52:05.727+05:30</app:edited><title>Hymenoplasty or Guilt Conscience or Stamping Male Chauvinism?</title><summary>If you are a software engineer and if you are lucky enough to have some spare time for yourself then most of the times a bug (sorry! I am a software engineer), which I prefer to call the bug of creativity, creeps in your mind. The thought that this heavy workload might turn me into a dumb IT professional sends shivers down my spine. So everyday when I return to my flat (this is what I prefer to </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://itsniraj.blogspot.com/feeds/7247878672335193203/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1276361301666909781&amp;postID=7247878672335193203" title="11 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1276361301666909781/posts/default/7247878672335193203?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1276361301666909781/posts/default/7247878672335193203?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/WDjz/~3/Jh6qF7opztI/hymenoplasty-or-guilt-conscience-or.html" title="Hymenoplasty or Guilt Conscience or Stamping Male Chauvinism?" /><author><name>.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04150208194836987823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_eQ03xPNo-tk/SB91OCOjbxI/AAAAAAAAAFw/FzX7Bf4BdNQ/S220/DSCN2666.JPG" /></author><thr:total>11</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://itsniraj.blogspot.com/2007/05/hymenoplasty-or-guilt-conscience-or.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A08FQX48cCp7ImA9WBFVGUs.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1276361301666909781.post-7843635763260094629</id><published>2007-04-16T22:22:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2007-04-19T13:33:30.078+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2007-04-19T13:33:30.078+05:30</app:edited><title>From Indore to Tokyo...</title><summary>“Veni, vidi, vici ” which means-He came, He saw, He conquered!!!(A famous Latin phrase coined by Roman general Julius Caesar in 47 BC).Didn’t know how to start this blog, and being an engineer I am remotely associated to philosophy.This is the only quote I could remember(it’scommendable that I could remember one).     One man came from the city of POHAs and Jalebis, a city that presents a happy </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://itsniraj.blogspot.com/feeds/7843635763260094629/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1276361301666909781&amp;postID=7843635763260094629" title="9 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1276361301666909781/posts/default/7843635763260094629?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1276361301666909781/posts/default/7843635763260094629?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/WDjz/~3/dIVcyJNi5ZQ/from-indore-to-tokyo.html" title="From Indore to Tokyo..." /><author><name>.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04150208194836987823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_eQ03xPNo-tk/SB91OCOjbxI/AAAAAAAAAFw/FzX7Bf4BdNQ/S220/DSCN2666.JPG" /></author><thr:total>9</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://itsniraj.blogspot.com/2007/04/from-indore-to-tokyo.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkADQnw_fSp7ImA9WBFVEUQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1276361301666909781.post-5704718526143477330</id><published>2007-04-10T15:16:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-04-10T15:22:53.245+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2007-04-10T15:22:53.245+05:30</app:edited><title>A Modern disease- Loneliness</title><summary>Can anyone ever truly understand what it is like to be you, to experience all the things you have experienced, to understand your joys and happiness, your pains and sorrows?  Surely we can talk to other people about how we feel, we can draw pictures, we can play music, but this entire attempt to communicate ultimately leaves something behind. A human being's existence is a lonely existence.  At </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://itsniraj.blogspot.com/feeds/5704718526143477330/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1276361301666909781&amp;postID=5704718526143477330" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1276361301666909781/posts/default/5704718526143477330?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1276361301666909781/posts/default/5704718526143477330?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/WDjz/~3/5o55cAgVUHc/modern-disease-loneliness.html" title="A Modern disease- Loneliness" /><author><name>.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04150208194836987823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_eQ03xPNo-tk/SB91OCOjbxI/AAAAAAAAAFw/FzX7Bf4BdNQ/S220/DSCN2666.JPG" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://bp3.blogger.com/_eQ03xPNo-tk/RhteOWW1-dI/AAAAAAAAABk/tGIUq4a9a1U/s72-c/loneliness.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://itsniraj.blogspot.com/2007/04/modern-disease-loneliness.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEcAQnc8cSp7ImA9WBFVEU8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1276361301666909781.post-6121733521942486434</id><published>2007-04-04T16:42:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-04-09T18:04:03.979+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2007-04-09T18:04:03.979+05:30</app:edited><title>The day I met you...</title><summary>The day I met youI found a friend -And a friendship thatI pray will never end.Your smile - so sweetAnd so bright -Kept me goingWhen day was as dark as night.You never ever judged me,You understood my sorrow.Then you told me it needn't be that wayAnd gave me the hope of a better tomorrow.You were always there for me,I knew I could count on you.You gave me advice and encouragementWhenever I didn't </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://itsniraj.blogspot.com/feeds/6121733521942486434/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1276361301666909781&amp;postID=6121733521942486434" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1276361301666909781/posts/default/6121733521942486434?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1276361301666909781/posts/default/6121733521942486434?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/WDjz/~3/3pcs_T0ZNLc/day-i-met-you.html" title="The day I met you..." /><author><name>.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04150208194836987823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_eQ03xPNo-tk/SB91OCOjbxI/AAAAAAAAAFw/FzX7Bf4BdNQ/S220/DSCN2666.JPG" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://bp3.blogger.com/_eQ03xPNo-tk/RhostmM16RI/AAAAAAAAABc/JSlW45aBJ1w/s72-c/friendship2.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://itsniraj.blogspot.com/2007/04/day-i-met-you.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0QFQnc9cCp7ImA9WBFWFko.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1276361301666909781.post-1656844205422921341</id><published>2007-04-04T14:55:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-04-04T15:05:13.968+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2007-04-04T15:05:13.968+05:30</app:edited><title>Friendship with the Opposite Sex...</title><summary>Well I still can not get that scene of ‘Maine Pyar Kiya’ out of my mind when Mohnish Behl says it aloud- “Kya ek jawan ladka aur ek jawan ladki dost ho sakte hain??” This question has constantly been zooming around in my thought process since I have been able to comprehend its meaning. Though I am too fond of movies, it does not make me think twice before saying that they sometimes present to us </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://itsniraj.blogspot.com/feeds/1656844205422921341/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1276361301666909781&amp;postID=1656844205422921341" title="7 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1276361301666909781/posts/default/1656844205422921341?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1276361301666909781/posts/default/1656844205422921341?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/WDjz/~3/sJC7iepNsPI/friendship-with-opposite-sex.html" title="Friendship with the Opposite Sex..." /><author><name>.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04150208194836987823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_eQ03xPNo-tk/SB91OCOjbxI/AAAAAAAAAFw/FzX7Bf4BdNQ/S220/DSCN2666.JPG" /></author><thr:total>7</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://itsniraj.blogspot.com/2007/04/friendship-with-opposite-sex.html</feedburner:origLink></entry></feed>

