<?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/opensearch/1.1/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' gd:etag='W/&quot;DUAMSHs9eyp7ImA9WhdaFEg.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3029467705978719075</id><updated>2011-10-24T17:33:09.563+05:30</updated><title>TeCh FrEaK !!</title><subtitle type='html'>My blog! :P</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://techie-kinshuk.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3029467705978719075/posts/default?redirect=false&amp;v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://techie-kinshuk.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Kinshuk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00381754745052667124</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>12</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;DUAMSHg4fSp7ImA9WhdaFEg.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3029467705978719075.post-4243570345600554616</id><published>2011-10-24T17:33:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-10-24T17:33:09.635+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2011-10-24T17:33:09.635+05:30</app:edited><title>The best days of my life!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;
These have been the best days of my life, all coz of you.&lt;br /&gt;
You've been there when I was all alone, when I needed you the most and when none else gave a damn.&lt;br /&gt;
I wish to have you around me, with me all the time, How awesome those days gonna be.&lt;br /&gt;
I've laughed a lot, I've missed you a lot, I've loved you a lot and will do so till forever!&lt;br /&gt;
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You are my strength, you are my love, you are my sweetheart.&lt;br /&gt;
You know how to make me smile, how to make me laugh and how to care for me.&lt;br /&gt;
Even if I am upset, just listening to you takes me to heaven and all my worries are washed off!&lt;br /&gt;
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I am nothing without you, I die listening to you.&lt;br /&gt;
Every time my heart beats, it beats for you and coz of you, coz you are there all the time Dancing like crazy!!&lt;br /&gt;
You are a combination of Hotness, Sweetness, Craziness, Cuteness, Sexiness and Attitude!&lt;br /&gt;
I respect you, I understand you, I care about you, I possess you, I cherish you, and I'll be always there to protect you, to keep you safe, to guide you, and to support you.&lt;br /&gt;
Even if you don't need me, I'll be right there besides you holding you lovely hands.&lt;br /&gt;
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I can die for you coz you are one of those who make my life worth living. I can do anything to see that sexy smile on you face.&lt;br /&gt;
You mean a lot to me and you deserve a lot from me.&lt;br /&gt;
You are the bestest thing God has ever given to me. I love him and respect him for this.&lt;br /&gt;
I wish to give you all my happy moments and take away your sad ones.&lt;br /&gt;
It feels heaven to be loved! ;-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3029467705978719075-4243570345600554616?l=techie-kinshuk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://techie-kinshuk.blogspot.com/feeds/4243570345600554616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3029467705978719075/posts/default/4243570345600554616?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3029467705978719075/posts/default/4243570345600554616?v=2'/><author><name>Kinshuk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00381754745052667124</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;DUcEQHw6fip7ImA9WhdaFEg.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3029467705978719075.post-1647545352084148517</id><published>2011-10-24T17:19:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2011-10-24T17:20:01.216+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2011-10-24T17:20:01.216+05:30</app:edited><title>What it feels like to be loved?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;
I've been fragile for a long time.&lt;br /&gt;
A big old hole inside my heart.&lt;br /&gt;
I was searching through the valley, stumbled on love in the dark.&lt;br /&gt;
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Was afraid to try but afraid to never know what it feels like to be loved.&lt;br /&gt;
Had a hill to climb but the places we could go. Oh I gotta know.&lt;br /&gt;
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So if we ever fell in love, would the wind know, would the pain go?&lt;br /&gt;
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I was empty till it was all gone.&lt;br /&gt;
The birds would sing but made no sound.&lt;br /&gt;
TILL I MET YOU, FOUND I WAS ALL WRONG.&lt;br /&gt;
YOU PICKED ME UP RIGHT OFF THE GROUND.&lt;br /&gt;
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Was afraid to try and afraid I'd fall again crashing down from the sky you know.&lt;br /&gt;
Had a hill to climb but with you my heart will mend.&lt;br /&gt;
That's one thing I just wanna know.&lt;br /&gt;
What it feels like to be loved?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3029467705978719075-1647545352084148517?l=techie-kinshuk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://techie-kinshuk.blogspot.com/feeds/1647545352084148517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://techie-kinshuk.blogspot.com/2011/10/what-it-feels-like-to-be-loved.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3029467705978719075/posts/default/1647545352084148517?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3029467705978719075/posts/default/1647545352084148517?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://techie-kinshuk.blogspot.com/2011/10/what-it-feels-like-to-be-loved.html' title='What it feels like to be loved?'/><author><name>Kinshuk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00381754745052667124</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;DEAHQnc8eCp7ImA9WhdaFEg.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3029467705978719075.post-1992465876678859741</id><published>2011-10-24T17:15:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-10-24T17:15:33.970+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2011-10-24T17:15:33.970+05:30</app:edited><title>Thoughts of you!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;
When my days are bad and nights are blue,&lt;br /&gt;
thoughts of you pull me through.&lt;br /&gt;
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When you are there and I am here,&lt;br /&gt;
thoughts of you take away my fear.&lt;br /&gt;
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When things go wrong and I am lost,&lt;br /&gt;
Thoughts of you show me the cost.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3029467705978719075-1992465876678859741?l=techie-kinshuk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://techie-kinshuk.blogspot.com/feeds/1992465876678859741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://techie-kinshuk.blogspot.com/2011/10/thoughts-of-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3029467705978719075/posts/default/1992465876678859741?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3029467705978719075/posts/default/1992465876678859741?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://techie-kinshuk.blogspot.com/2011/10/thoughts-of-you.html' title='Thoughts of you!'/><author><name>Kinshuk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00381754745052667124</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;DEIMSXY_eyp7ImA9WhdaFEg.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3029467705978719075.post-2302129755457933146</id><published>2011-10-24T17:13:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-10-24T17:13:08.843+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2011-10-24T17:13:08.843+05:30</app:edited><title>You and only You!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;
If I love listening to someone's voice, its you.&lt;br /&gt;
If I love seeing someone, its you.&lt;br /&gt;
If I miss someone, its you.&lt;br /&gt;
If I think about someone, its you.&lt;br /&gt;
If I love someone, its you.&lt;br /&gt;
If I care about someone, its you.&lt;br /&gt;
If I possess someone, its you.&lt;br /&gt;
If I heart someone, its you.&lt;br /&gt;
If I need someone, its you.&lt;br /&gt;
If I want someone, its you.&lt;br /&gt;
Why you? Coz you are the one, my love my world my everything!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3029467705978719075-2302129755457933146?l=techie-kinshuk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://techie-kinshuk.blogspot.com/feeds/2302129755457933146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://techie-kinshuk.blogspot.com/2011/10/you-and-only-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3029467705978719075/posts/default/2302129755457933146?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3029467705978719075/posts/default/2302129755457933146?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://techie-kinshuk.blogspot.com/2011/10/you-and-only-you.html' title='You and only You!'/><author><name>Kinshuk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00381754745052667124</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;DEcNRHcyfSp7ImA9WhdaFEg.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3029467705978719075.post-309154517080018075</id><published>2011-10-24T17:04:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-10-24T17:04:55.995+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2011-10-24T17:04:55.995+05:30</app:edited><title>Love you Part 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;
I'll be your dream I'll be your wish.&lt;br /&gt;
I'll be your fantasy, I'll be your hope.&lt;br /&gt;
I'll be your love, I'll be everything that you need.&lt;br /&gt;
I love you more with every breath.&lt;br /&gt;
I'll be strong, I'll be faithful.&lt;br /&gt;
I'll be good, I'll be the best.&lt;br /&gt;
I'll be your life, I'll be your world.&lt;br /&gt;
I'll be your desire, I'll be your obsession.&lt;br /&gt;
I'll be the One! Coz I know you're the one and you'll be the one!&lt;br /&gt;
You are my love and you'll be my love forever!&lt;br /&gt;
I love you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3029467705978719075-309154517080018075?l=techie-kinshuk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://techie-kinshuk.blogspot.com/feeds/309154517080018075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://techie-kinshuk.blogspot.com/2011/10/love-you-part-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3029467705978719075/posts/default/309154517080018075?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3029467705978719075/posts/default/309154517080018075?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://techie-kinshuk.blogspot.com/2011/10/love-you-part-2.html' title='Love you Part 2'/><author><name>Kinshuk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00381754745052667124</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;D0EMQ30yfSp7ImA9WhdaFEg.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3029467705978719075.post-2210108588501739931</id><published>2011-10-24T16:57:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2011-10-24T16:58:02.395+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2011-10-24T16:58:02.395+05:30</app:edited><title>Love you!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;
I remember the way you looked into my eyes,&lt;br /&gt;
I knew then that life will never be the same again.&lt;br /&gt;
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You turn my world around just like that,&lt;br /&gt;
When I am with you its you and only you.&lt;br /&gt;
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Your love is an ocean and I feel lucky that its for me.&lt;br /&gt;
You have given me more than I could ever ask for and deserve,&lt;br /&gt;
You are my life and my universe!&lt;br /&gt;
I love u!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3029467705978719075-2210108588501739931?l=techie-kinshuk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://techie-kinshuk.blogspot.com/feeds/2210108588501739931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://techie-kinshuk.blogspot.com/2011/10/i-remember-way-you-looked-into-my-eyes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3029467705978719075/posts/default/2210108588501739931?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3029467705978719075/posts/default/2210108588501739931?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://techie-kinshuk.blogspot.com/2011/10/i-remember-way-you-looked-into-my-eyes.html' title='Love you!'/><author><name>Kinshuk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00381754745052667124</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;D0MCQn89eCp7ImA9WhdaFEg.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3029467705978719075.post-3213915342523198132</id><published>2011-10-24T16:54:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2011-10-24T16:54:23.160+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2011-10-24T16:54:23.160+05:30</app:edited><title>Life's most important part!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;
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Far from me but close to my Heart,&lt;/div&gt;
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Oh how do I live without my life's most important part..&lt;/div&gt;
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I don't know how to tell you, I don't know how to say,&lt;/div&gt;
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How much I love you baby in every way..&lt;/div&gt;
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Without you no morning seems so bright,&lt;/div&gt;
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All is in darkness can't see any light..&lt;/div&gt;
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Whenever I try to reach you I see,&lt;/div&gt;
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That you've gone far away from me.&lt;/div&gt;
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You're the one in my talks, the one for whom day and night I pray,&lt;/div&gt;
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Just know this, I miss you more than what words can say.. &amp;lt;3&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3029467705978719075-3213915342523198132?l=techie-kinshuk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://techie-kinshuk.blogspot.com/feeds/3213915342523198132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://techie-kinshuk.blogspot.com/2011/10/lifes-most-important-part.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3029467705978719075/posts/default/3213915342523198132?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3029467705978719075/posts/default/3213915342523198132?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://techie-kinshuk.blogspot.com/2011/10/lifes-most-important-part.html' title='Life&apos;s most important part!'/><author><name>Kinshuk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00381754745052667124</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;AkIHRHg_eCp7ImA9WhZQGU0.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3029467705978719075.post-3349296027709847852</id><published>2011-04-27T18:18:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2011-04-27T18:18:55.640+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2011-04-27T18:18:55.640+05:30</app:edited><title>Nearing the End Part 2</title><content type='html'>So its since the photoshoot day that I have actually got the feel&lt;br /&gt;Thr was a certain nostalgia in the magic of the reel..&lt;br /&gt;CS4 finally got into its much awaited form&lt;br /&gt;and I cud sense the stillness before the storm!!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;We scriibbled our four years at Amity today...&lt;br /&gt;The colours of joy blended with a little dismay!&lt;br /&gt;I cant believe it was our last day in the class..&lt;br /&gt;And there wont be any further drizzle on the grass.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;But I ask you all, is it just for a show?&lt;br /&gt;Or the time has really come for all of us to go? :-(&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;My college bag tells me he ll miss my shoulder...&lt;br /&gt;The almirah in my room will b without the college files n folders.&lt;br /&gt;My lunch box wont ever shake hands with my best friends again.&lt;br /&gt;We never really thought that 'leaving' would be such a pain!!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Not just the only group of friends with who we fly,&lt;br /&gt;It takes the whole class to put up a starry sky..&lt;br /&gt;A sky so rich starring from 577 to 636...&lt;br /&gt;A time so short, its hard to frame it all in the pics...&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;And I ask you again, is it just for a show?&lt;br /&gt;Or the time has really come for all of us to go??&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;7th April 2011&lt;br /&gt;by Lakshay Gupta&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3029467705978719075-3349296027709847852?l=techie-kinshuk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://techie-kinshuk.blogspot.com/feeds/3349296027709847852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://techie-kinshuk.blogspot.com/2011/04/nearing-end-part-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3029467705978719075/posts/default/3349296027709847852?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3029467705978719075/posts/default/3349296027709847852?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://techie-kinshuk.blogspot.com/2011/04/nearing-end-part-2.html' title='Nearing the End Part 2'/><author><name>Kinshuk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00381754745052667124</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;AkIMRnc5eSp7ImA9WhZQGU0.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3029467705978719075.post-3334857909651004585</id><published>2011-04-16T01:05:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2011-04-27T18:19:47.921+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2011-04-27T18:19:47.921+05:30</app:edited><title>Nearing the End Part 1</title><content type='html'>The first chill of the winters on a calm december night.&lt;br /&gt;Pluggin in my earphones I turn off the light.&lt;br /&gt;"Pal Ye Hai Pyaar Ke Pal" n I raise the volume and smile.&lt;br /&gt;suddenly I am lost into my own world for a while.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Like a dark sky with clouds in comotion..&lt;br /&gt;the first sem of college put our btech wheels in motion..&lt;br /&gt;With every new semester, more higher we soar&lt;br /&gt;Flowing through the waves, we reached the sea shore.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;My heart gets heavy as I recall the golden days&lt;br /&gt;While my eyes get blinded with the heat of the sun rays.&lt;br /&gt;Few more lectures to bunk..a few more classes to attend..&lt;br /&gt;I get a strange feeling that this is the begining of an end.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;So i change the station but I cant escape it.&lt;br /&gt;"Yaaron dosti" on 104 but again i cant take it.&lt;br /&gt;Who knew "puraani jeans" would be waiting for me on 93.5&lt;br /&gt;I switch to 92.7 and they start the program called "college life"&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I pull off the radio when the thoughts fill up my conscience&lt;br /&gt;i get reminded of my last school days which were on similar lines.&lt;br /&gt;I resist the incoming current but my heart loses the fight.&lt;br /&gt;N monsoon makes a guest appearance on a cold winter night.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Change is a part of life and i need to move on.&lt;br /&gt;Consoling myself i say that a semester is still on.&lt;br /&gt;Yes it will be all over after that and I am fearing the bend..&lt;br /&gt;I dont want to believe it.but yes we are NEARING THE END! :(&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;-‎2nd December,2010.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By: Lakshay Gupta!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3029467705978719075-3334857909651004585?l=techie-kinshuk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://techie-kinshuk.blogspot.com/feeds/3334857909651004585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://techie-kinshuk.blogspot.com/2011/04/nearing-end.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3029467705978719075/posts/default/3334857909651004585?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3029467705978719075/posts/default/3334857909651004585?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://techie-kinshuk.blogspot.com/2011/04/nearing-end.html' title='Nearing the End Part 1'/><author><name>Kinshuk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00381754745052667124</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;D0AERH45fyp7ImA9WhZRGEQ.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3029467705978719075.post-5439599284615232491</id><published>2011-04-16T00:53:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2011-04-16T00:58:25.027+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2011-04-16T00:58:25.027+05:30</app:edited><title>I do!</title><content type='html'>You might not Need me all the time but I do.&lt;br /&gt;You might not Miss me all the time but I do.&lt;br /&gt;You might not Wish to have me with you for ever but I do.&lt;br /&gt;You might not Care for me but I do.&lt;br /&gt;You might not Understand me but I do.&lt;br /&gt;You might not love me but I do.&lt;br /&gt;If you think you do the same, then I am sorry to say that we are in Love! &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3029467705978719075-5439599284615232491?l=techie-kinshuk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://techie-kinshuk.blogspot.com/feeds/5439599284615232491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://techie-kinshuk.blogspot.com/2011/04/i-do.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3029467705978719075/posts/default/5439599284615232491?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3029467705978719075/posts/default/5439599284615232491?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://techie-kinshuk.blogspot.com/2011/04/i-do.html' title='I do!'/><author><name>Kinshuk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00381754745052667124</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;CU4BRHc_fSp7ImA9WhZRGEQ.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3029467705978719075.post-553161819138421904</id><published>2011-04-16T00:22:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-04-16T00:29:15.945+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2011-04-16T00:29:15.945+05:30</app:edited><title>The Quarter-Life Crisis</title><content type='html'>It is when you stop going along with the crowd and start realizing that there are a lot of things about yourself that you didn't know and may or may not like. You start feeling insecure and wonder where you will be in a year or two, but then get scared because you barely know where you are now.&lt;br /&gt;You start realizing that people are selfish and that, maybe, those friends that you thought you were so close to aren't exactly the greatest people you have ever met and the people you have lost touch with are some of the most important ones. What you do not realize is that they are realizing that too and are not really cold or catty or mean or insincere, but that they are as confused as you.&lt;br /&gt;You look at your job. It is not even close to what you thought you would be doing or maybe you are looking for one and realizing that you are going to have to start at the bottom and are scared.&lt;br /&gt;You miss the comforts of college, of groups, of socializing with the same people on a constant basis. But then you realize that maybe they weren't so great after all.&lt;br /&gt;You are beginning to understand yourself and what you want and do not want. Your opinions have gotten stronger. You see what others are doing and find yourself judging a bit more than usual because suddenly you realize that you have certain boundaries in your life and add things to your list of what is acceptable and what is not. You are insecure and then secure. You laugh and cry with the greatest force of your life. You feel alone and scared and confused. Suddenly change is the enemy and you try and cling on to the past with dear life but soon realize that the past is drifting further and further away and there is nothing to do but stay where you are or move forward.&lt;br /&gt;You get your heart broken and wonder how someone you loved could do such damage to you or you lay in bed and wonder why you can't meet anyone decent enough to get to know better. You love someone but maybe love someone else too and cannot figure out why you are doing this because you are not a bad person.&lt;br /&gt;One night stands and random hook ups start to look cheap and getting wasted and acting like an idiot starts to look pathetic. You go through the same emotions and questions over and over and talk with your friends about the same topics because you cannot seem to make a decision.&lt;br /&gt;You worry about loans and money and the future and making a life for yourself and while wining the race would be great, right now you'd just like to be a contender!&lt;br /&gt;What you may not realize is that everyone reading this relates to it. We are in our best of times and our worst of times, trying as hard as we can to figure this whole thing out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3029467705978719075-553161819138421904?l=techie-kinshuk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://techie-kinshuk.blogspot.com/feeds/553161819138421904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://techie-kinshuk.blogspot.com/2011/04/quarter-life-crisis.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3029467705978719075/posts/default/553161819138421904?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3029467705978719075/posts/default/553161819138421904?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://techie-kinshuk.blogspot.com/2011/04/quarter-life-crisis.html' title='The Quarter-Life Crisis'/><author><name>Kinshuk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00381754745052667124</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;DUYGRng6eSp7ImA9WhdaFEg.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3029467705978719075.post-4661933447246514307</id><published>2011-04-15T20:50:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2011-10-24T17:22:07.611+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2011-10-24T17:22:07.611+05:30</app:edited><title>My World! ;)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;-&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 24px;"&gt;You might be a LITTLE something in this BIG BIG World.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;But you are a BIG BIG something in my LITTLE LITTLE World! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;- Missing you is NOT the hard Part but...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Knowing that I once had you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Is What Breaks My Heart!!! :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;- Bura yeh jaadoo teri aankhon ka yeh mera qatil ban gaya,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Zara sa has ke jo dekha tune main tera bismil ho gaya!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;- Rone de aaj humko tu aankhein sujane de,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;baahon mein le le aur khud ko bheeg jaane de.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Hai jo seene mein kaid dariya woh chooth jayega,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;hai itna dard ki tumhara daaman bheeg jayega!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;- Tere aansun ab hain mere.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Tum ro main roun, tum haso main hasun, tum jeeyo main jeeyun, tum maro main marun!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;- Leja tu mujhe khule aasham mein.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Jahan baarish ho rahi ho.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Leja tu mujhe apne jahaan mein.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Leja tu mujhe yahan se riha karke tu leja mujhe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Bas tu leja mujhe!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3029467705978719075-4661933447246514307?l=techie-kinshuk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://techie-kinshuk.blogspot.com/feeds/4661933447246514307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://techie-kinshuk.blogspot.com/2011/04/few-questions-about-anna-hazare.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3029467705978719075/posts/default/4661933447246514307?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3029467705978719075/posts/default/4661933447246514307?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://techie-kinshuk.blogspot.com/2011/04/few-questions-about-anna-hazare.html' title='My World! ;)'/><author><name>Kinshuk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00381754745052667124</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>