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<?xml-stylesheet type="text/xsl" media="screen" href="/~d/styles/atom10full.xsl"?><?xml-stylesheet type="text/css" media="screen" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~d/styles/itemcontent.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:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:feedburner="http://rssnamespace.org/feedburner/ext/1.0" gd:etag="W/&quot;DUEHSH06eSp7ImA9WxJUFUg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32417014</id><updated>2009-07-14T00:47:19.311-07:00</updated><title>Nadir - At core</title><subtitle type="html">This is a blog, all about me... not what I do, but what I am.</subtitle><link rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://nadiratcore.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://nadiratcore.blogspot.com/" /><author><name>Nadir Nasir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01120929061701252909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version="7.00" uri="http://www.blogger.com">Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>16</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><link rel="self" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/nadiratcore" type="application/atom+xml" /><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D04ERX09fyp7ImA9WxdRFU0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32417014.post-6989346064292492480</id><published>2008-04-29T04:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T08:11:44.367-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-06-03T08:11:44.367-07:00</app:edited><title>The White Daffodils!</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_5nw2GBen74g/SBcNZEgzuWI/AAAAAAAABx8/rcEvFL3SW8A/s1600-h/Wallpaper+0095.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_5nw2GBen74g/SBcNZEgzuWI/AAAAAAAABx8/rcEvFL3SW8A/s320/Wallpaper+0095.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194635419554396514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Petals of the white daffodils,&lt;br /&gt;oh so soft and pure,&lt;br /&gt;petals of the red roses,&lt;br /&gt;oh so delicate and sweet,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I touch and I feel, and I'll see you forever.&lt;br /&gt;I touch and I feel, and I'll save you forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got lost, its a big world, but learned geography.&lt;br /&gt;You got found, as I shelf the book, writings of my journey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pages that held you tight,&lt;br /&gt;oh so white and clean,&lt;br /&gt;The pages that kept you safe,&lt;br /&gt;oh so red and deep,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I touch and I feel, were these the daffodils.&lt;br /&gt;I touch and I feel, were these the roses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rest in peace, you have all gone dry,&lt;br /&gt;the closed book of my life, yet I don't cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh the flowers, I'm so sorry.&lt;br /&gt;you will be there as a memory,&lt;br /&gt;a memoir of my existence.&lt;br /&gt;I'm plunging into the pit,&lt;br /&gt;I've find the essence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hit the bottom filled with thorns,&lt;br /&gt;I can still see you, and it hurts,&lt;br /&gt;I'm turning my back on you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm cut, I'm bruised and I bleed,&lt;br /&gt;Forgive me for what you see, it disturbs you.&lt;br /&gt;but rest assured, this is what that sooths me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm happy I'm happy I'm happy,&lt;br /&gt;these thorns slits through my skin.&lt;br /&gt;I'm bleeding I'm bleeding I'm bleeding,&lt;br /&gt;these thorns penetrate through my flesh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you, I love you, I love you,&lt;br /&gt;but I love this even more.&lt;br /&gt;I missed you, I missed you, I missed you,&lt;br /&gt;but not anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I had known,&lt;br /&gt;I never would have had you.&lt;br /&gt;I wish I had burn you and thrown you.&lt;br /&gt;I wish I don't still see you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thorns are good, good as glory,&lt;br /&gt;the pain is pleasure, the true pleasure,&lt;br /&gt;the bleeding is pure, its truly me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You hid the truth, the biggest betrayal of my life!&lt;br /&gt;I hate it! You blew it for all your life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 'will' to live, that's what you gave me!&lt;br /&gt;Inevitable! I am going to die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to die... and now,&lt;br /&gt;my new friends, my true friends,&lt;br /&gt;appreciate it! Thanks for helping me out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32417014-6989346064292492480?l=nadiratcore.blogspot.com%2Findex.html'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/nadiratcore/~4/DuWGNVDlKZQ" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://nadiratcore.blogspot.com/feeds/6989346064292492480/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32417014&amp;postID=6989346064292492480" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32417014/posts/default/6989346064292492480?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32417014/posts/default/6989346064292492480?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/nadiratcore/~3/DuWGNVDlKZQ/white-daffodils.html" title="The White Daffodils!" /><author><name>Nadir Nasir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01120929061701252909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="09122888271463742282" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://bp0.blogger.com/_5nw2GBen74g/SBcNZEgzuWI/AAAAAAAABx8/rcEvFL3SW8A/s72-c/Wallpaper+0095.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://nadiratcore.blogspot.com/2008/04/white-daffodils.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkEBQ3wzfip7ImA9WxZbGEo.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32417014.post-3181428329072163402</id><published>2008-04-22T06:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-22T06:24:12.286-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-04-22T06:24:12.286-07:00</app:edited><title>Blink of an eye</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_5nw2GBen74g/SA3jgUgzuVI/AAAAAAAABxc/R97hYO3wVNk/s1600-h/Wallpaper+0105.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_5nw2GBen74g/SA3jgUgzuVI/AAAAAAAABxc/R97hYO3wVNk/s320/Wallpaper+0105.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192056089829685586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Just a touch, with nothing in between&lt;br /&gt;Let there be love, and nothing within&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lay in your arms, and you embrace me&lt;br /&gt;I close my eyes, and hear you beat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In your chest, the melodies of contentment,&lt;br /&gt;in silence, how good it feels&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a graze through my hair,&lt;br /&gt;and I could feel through my veins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I breath my way away,&lt;br /&gt;a breath for a choking soul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let there be love and nothing within.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh lord! The moment, I wish I could seize&lt;br /&gt;once more, I may not live to feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the chilling night, utmost is what I feel&lt;br /&gt;I open my eyes, when the breeze freezes me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a blink of an eye,&lt;br /&gt;thoughts I feel, being loved, as it seemed,&lt;br /&gt;a fanatical dream it had been.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a touch with nothing in between&lt;br /&gt;let there be love, and nothing within&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet again, I close my eyes&lt;br /&gt;Oh lord! The moment gone, the melody quiet, and there is no feel...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where is she, to embrace me,&lt;br /&gt;Its the tears, now I wish to seize...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32417014-3181428329072163402?l=nadiratcore.blogspot.com%2Findex.html'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/nadiratcore/~4/m5B6FkLuKEo" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://nadiratcore.blogspot.com/feeds/3181428329072163402/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32417014&amp;postID=3181428329072163402" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32417014/posts/default/3181428329072163402?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" 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gd:etag="W/&quot;AkQMQX04fyp7ImA9WxZSEks.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32417014.post-4883098198942624444</id><published>2008-01-25T05:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-25T05:39:40.337-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-01-25T05:39:40.337-08:00</app:edited><title>Ghaflat-e-Kainaat</title><content type="html">In nacheezo'n ke seenay tu daikho,&lt;br /&gt;Woh akar, woh ghafllat, woh mussarrat tu daikho&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rishto'n ko jornay ki is bhagdarh ko daikho&lt;br /&gt;Ulfatein samaith samaith ke,&lt;br /&gt;chehro pe woh ronaq tu daikho&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hojai mayosi- bass in ke alam ko daikho,&lt;br /&gt;woh aanso'on ki raftar, woh jazbaat ki miqdar,&lt;br /&gt;is nafsiyati pan ko tu daikho&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jo hoga ussay bhula ke,&lt;br /&gt;Jo hogiya us pe inhein rotay tu daikho&lt;br /&gt;Aaj hi aaj mein inhein jeetay tu daikho&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mazi, Haal, Mustaqbil,&lt;br /&gt;kaho! issi pe fana hai zindagi?&lt;br /&gt;Kabhi is se agay soach ke tu daikho&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aankh aujhal, paharh aujhal,&lt;br /&gt;bass oonchay makano'n ke khuab hi daikho,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ashraf banaya tujhay jis ne,&lt;br /&gt;Us tak puhunchnay ki rah tu daikho,&lt;br /&gt;Kabhi kisi khuli qabar mein jhaank ke tu daikho...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32417014-4883098198942624444?l=nadiratcore.blogspot.com%2Findex.html'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/nadiratcore/~4/fV5f2RN_Ikw" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://nadiratcore.blogspot.com/feeds/4883098198942624444/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32417014&amp;postID=4883098198942624444" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32417014/posts/default/4883098198942624444?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32417014/posts/default/4883098198942624444?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/nadiratcore/~3/fV5f2RN_Ikw/ghaflat-e-kainaat.html" title="Ghaflat-e-Kainaat" /><author><name>Nadir Nasir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01120929061701252909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="09122888271463742282" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://nadiratcore.blogspot.com/2008/01/ghaflat-e-kainaat.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUIBRH4_eCp7ImA9WxZTGU4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32417014.post-4166181623072147252</id><published>2008-01-21T08:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-21T08:39:15.040-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-01-21T08:39:15.040-08:00</app:edited><title>Taira Maira Rishta</title><content type="html">Rukh badalta rehta hai talluq humara&lt;br /&gt;Kis kis mor pe, Kis kis tarha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chaho bhi tu na bhula pao gay&lt;br /&gt;Woh din, Woh baat, Woh ehsas, Woh Maza,&lt;br /&gt;Tumharay dil ki narmi, aur woh mairy dil ki talkhi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea bhandhan kambakhat aisa...&lt;br /&gt;Socho tu maut bhi na kar sakay gi hum ki juda!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32417014-4166181623072147252?l=nadiratcore.blogspot.com%2Findex.html'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/nadiratcore/~4/ltvb50vbLUI" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://nadiratcore.blogspot.com/feeds/4166181623072147252/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32417014&amp;postID=4166181623072147252" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32417014/posts/default/4166181623072147252?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32417014/posts/default/4166181623072147252?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/nadiratcore/~3/ltvb50vbLUI/taira-maira-rishta.html" title="Taira Maira Rishta" /><author><name>Nadir Nasir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01120929061701252909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="09122888271463742282" /></author><thr:total 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border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feel the cold breeze outside&lt;br /&gt;It reminds you how cold life has been&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See the darkness outside&lt;br /&gt;it reminds you how dark your thoughts have been&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See the stars in the sky&lt;br /&gt;it reminds you there’s still hope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You shut the doors close&lt;br /&gt;its reminds you hope is still light-years away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the warmth of the bed&lt;br /&gt;you miss the warmth of a heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the pillow soaks up the tears&lt;br /&gt;you miss the tears of the joys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You close your eyes and drown into the dreams&lt;br /&gt;you open your eyes and wake up into the nightmare&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s just a cold winter night&lt;br /&gt;It’s just a dark winter night&lt;br /&gt;It’s just a quite winter night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It reminds you…&lt;br /&gt;It’s your life that has been into a…&lt;br /&gt;night...&lt;div 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title="Feel The Cold Breeze Outside" /><author><name>Nadir Nasir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01120929061701252909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="09122888271463742282" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://bp1.blogger.com/_5nw2GBen74g/R5S3q0awf2I/AAAAAAAABjc/MQnoVBj2OXU/s72-c/Wallpaper+0114%28LR%29.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://nadiratcore.blogspot.com/2008/01/feel-cold-breeze-outside.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkUFQ3g8fip7ImA9WxZTGU8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32417014.post-8259138765523227988</id><published>2008-01-21T07:09:00.004-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-21T07:10:12.676-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-01-21T07:10:12.676-08:00</app:edited><title>Milnay Kay Jazbaat</title><content type="html">Milnay kay Jazbaat nahin, Khuahish hoti hai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jo aap ke dil ki gehraiyo se,&lt;br /&gt;Aap ke mazi ki buraiyo se,&lt;br /&gt;Aap ki muhabbat ki chahat mein,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ubharti hai&lt;br /&gt;Pukarti hai&lt;br /&gt;Tarapti hai,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kahein kisi tarha us ki ahat ajai&lt;br /&gt;Us ka aks dikh jai,&lt;br /&gt;Us ki jild ki narmi chhoo jai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Us ka piyaar apnay naam kar ke&lt;br /&gt;zindagi muat ke naam ho jai…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baithay hein tairi aas mein, Intezar mein&lt;br /&gt;Baychain, bayjan,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ab tu aja, saath apnay maut ke farishtay ko lana&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chahta hon, ‘tujhay daikhna’, Zindagi ka ‘kul’ ban jai…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea milnay kay jazbaat, nahin khuahish hoti hia…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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/&gt;Halat-e-zaar ko fan bana giya,&lt;br /&gt;Bewajha bejagha, dil se nikli tu nikli&lt;br /&gt;Bais-e-musarrat banagiya…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea nadir alfaaz…&lt;br /&gt;un pathar talay boijh ka nateeja hein&lt;br /&gt;jo is seenay pe liyay jiyay ja rahay hein…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Nawadarat ko...&lt;br /&gt;kisi roz un tak puhuncha daina&lt;br /&gt;jo in huroof ko bator musarrat liyay jiyay ja rahay hein!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32417014-7433999065430300541?l=nadiratcore.blogspot.com%2Findex.html'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/nadiratcore/~4/BEP81H1U6nw" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://nadiratcore.blogspot.com/feeds/7433999065430300541/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" 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gd:etag="W/&quot;CEMBSXs6cCp7ImA9WB9aF00.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32417014.post-1411595206961377797</id><published>2008-01-07T02:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-07T02:40:58.518-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-01-07T02:40:58.518-08:00</app:edited><title>THE DARKEST FLASH BACK</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_5nw2GBen74g/R4IBmUawf0I/AAAAAAAABjM/vDYyCKfcEsM/s1600-h/Wallpaper+0112%28LR%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_5nw2GBen74g/R4IBmUawf0I/AAAAAAAABjM/vDYyCKfcEsM/s400/Wallpaper+0112%28LR%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152682681492864834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle"&gt;&lt;span class="MsoSubtleReference"&gt;Do you feel the bliss by the loveliness&lt;br /&gt;Do you feel the adrenaline by the elegance&lt;br /&gt;Does your heart beat when she smile&lt;br /&gt;Does your heart ache when she cry&lt;br /&gt;Does it please with just a touch&lt;br /&gt;Does it blend without a glitch?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: none;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;        &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle"&gt;&lt;span class="MsoSubtleReference"&gt;Do you feel the silence and the loneliness&lt;br /&gt;Do you feel the chaos in the stillness&lt;br /&gt;Does your heart ache when you picture her smile&lt;br /&gt;Does your heart pound when you picture her cry&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle"&gt;&lt;span class="MsoSubtleReference"&gt;Does it hurt without a touch&lt;br /&gt;Does it choke without a cough&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;          &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle"&gt;&lt;span class="MsoSubtleReference"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: none;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you clinging, are you falling, are you crawling are you dead&lt;br /&gt;Are you smiling, are you crying, are you happy, are you sad.&lt;br /&gt;Going forward, going backward, going under, going nuts.&lt;br /&gt;The baffling fears of life that eat your guts&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle"&gt;&lt;span class="MsoSubtleReference"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: none;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle"&gt;&lt;span class="MsoSubtleReference"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;It’s the darkness so bright it blinded my eyes,&lt;br /&gt;The flashes of darkness, the darkness in hope,&lt;br /&gt;The hope to cope the rope to hope&lt;br /&gt;It’s the darkest flashback ever behind my eyes.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;          &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle"&gt;&lt;span class="MsoSubtleReference"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: none;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You think it’s done but what’s done is you&lt;br /&gt;Standing still and you watch them go,&lt;br /&gt;Desires of intimacy turn to parasitic disease&lt;br /&gt;Killing you slowly, and you await to die&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle"&gt;&lt;span class="MsoSubtleReference"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: none;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle"&gt;&lt;span class="MsoSubtleReference"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;Neither you die nor&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;you cry&lt;br /&gt;Neither you live nor your try&lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: none;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;        &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle"&gt;&lt;span class="MsoSubtleReference"&gt;I’m clinging, I’m falling, I’m crawling I’m dead&lt;br /&gt;I’m smiling, I’m crying, I’m happy, I’m sad.&lt;br /&gt;Going forward, going backward, going under, going nuts.&lt;br /&gt;The baffling fears of my life that eat my guts&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle"&gt;&lt;span class="MsoSubtleReference"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: none;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpLast"&gt;&lt;span class="MsoSubtleReference"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;It’s the darkness so bright it blinded my eyes,&lt;br /&gt;The flashes of darkness, the darkness in hope,&lt;br /&gt;The hope to cope the rope to hope&lt;br /&gt;It’s the darkest flashback behind my eyes.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32417014-1411595206961377797?l=nadiratcore.blogspot.com%2Findex.html'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/nadiratcore/~4/p0cP0Ib91kA" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://nadiratcore.blogspot.com/feeds/1411595206961377797/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32417014&amp;postID=1411595206961377797" title="3 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32417014/posts/default/1411595206961377797?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32417014/posts/default/1411595206961377797?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/nadiratcore/~3/p0cP0Ib91kA/darkest-flash-back.html" title="THE DARKEST FLASH BACK" /><author><name>Nadir Nasir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01120929061701252909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="09122888271463742282" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://bp1.blogger.com/_5nw2GBen74g/R4IBmUawf0I/AAAAAAAABjM/vDYyCKfcEsM/s72-c/Wallpaper+0112%28LR%29.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">3</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://nadiratcore.blogspot.com/2008/01/darkest-flash-back.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkYCQ3Y4cSp7ImA9WB5VGUQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32417014.post-1517069890728508994</id><published>2007-08-13T01:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-13T01:36:02.839-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2007-08-13T01:36:02.839-07:00</app:edited><title>Independence Day Of Paksitan</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_5nw2GBen74g/RsAX4ygZpNI/AAAAAAAAA0M/YVfe9u8Op_Q/s1600-h/Background.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_5nw2GBen74g/RsAX4ygZpNI/AAAAAAAAA0M/YVfe9u8Op_Q/s400/Background.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098101042581185746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the hardest of times…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The brightest of minds…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They thought for us…&lt;br /&gt;They fought for us…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The verdict…&lt;br /&gt;The migration…&lt;br /&gt;The bloodbath…&lt;br /&gt;The sacrifice…&lt;br /&gt;The sufferings…&lt;br /&gt;The biggest story of all times…&lt;br /&gt;The greatest glory of all times…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They made us…&lt;br /&gt;A NATION…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They gave us…&lt;br /&gt;THE NATION…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An Ample Cultural Diversity…&lt;br /&gt;A Stunning Geographical Assortment…&lt;br /&gt;An Ingenious artistic blend…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ONE we are! The NATION we are!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are…&lt;br /&gt;PAKISTAN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Celebrate Pakistan’s 60th Independence Day with &lt;a href="http://www.udhum.com/"&gt;UDHUM&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32417014-1517069890728508994?l=nadiratcore.blogspot.com%2Findex.html'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/nadiratcore/~4/h7-o3FmbUj0" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://nadiratcore.blogspot.com/feeds/1517069890728508994/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32417014&amp;postID=1517069890728508994" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32417014/posts/default/1517069890728508994?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" 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gd:etag="W/&quot;Ak4GSHk_fCp7ImA9WB5XFEk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32417014.post-2597763779902650087</id><published>2007-07-14T13:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-14T14:35:29.744-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2007-07-14T14:35:29.744-07:00</app:edited><title>THE ART OF GOING NUMB</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I’ve put a smile on my face&lt;br /&gt;And brighten my eyes…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m not letting it slip&lt;br /&gt;Not letting it drip…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A though shell with a shattered within&lt;br /&gt;And I embrace them…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s the moment of utter grief&lt;br /&gt;Apart we will be, yet glued from within…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m holding them up&lt;br /&gt;I’m holding them hard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My feelings hurt me no more&lt;br /&gt;And my heart aches no more&lt;br /&gt;My tears go dry&lt;br /&gt;And my emotions rush no more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My face is frozen with the smile that I pretend…&lt;br /&gt;And I’m choking with the words that I had to say…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s the art of going numb&lt;br /&gt;In the moments of utter grief&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apart we are…&lt;br /&gt;And the moment is gone…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alone I am, with the memories,&lt;br /&gt;Memories of the moments we shared…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its time, to let it slip&lt;br /&gt;Its time, to let it drip…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A soggy shell with a shattered within&lt;br /&gt;And I embrace………… none…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32417014-2597763779902650087?l=nadiratcore.blogspot.com%2Findex.html'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/nadiratcore/~4/H4eK7vV_Ug8" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://nadiratcore.blogspot.com/feeds/2597763779902650087/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32417014&amp;postID=2597763779902650087" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32417014/posts/default/2597763779902650087?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32417014/posts/default/2597763779902650087?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/nadiratcore/~3/H4eK7vV_Ug8/art-of-going-numb.html" title="THE ART OF GOING NUMB" /><author><name>Nadir Nasir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01120929061701252909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="09122888271463742282" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://nadiratcore.blogspot.com/2007/07/art-of-going-numb.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;Ak4DSH45fSp7ImA9WB5XFEk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32417014.post-6309167230121667110</id><published>2007-07-14T13:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-14T14:36:19.025-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2007-07-14T14:36:19.025-07:00</app:edited><title>MOMENTS</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_5nw2GBen74g/Rpk5EaqVQAI/AAAAAAAAAN8/bBfKCJoG69Y/s1600-h/Wallpaper+0070_2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_5nw2GBen74g/Rpk5EaqVQAI/AAAAAAAAAN8/bBfKCJoG69Y/s400/Wallpaper+0070_2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087160002130821122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here I am once again&lt;br /&gt;again with the things that I say&lt;br /&gt;say with the heart that feels the pain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pain that grows with the growth of the pain of my love&lt;br /&gt;I wish this pain ends here... Else I end in the cradle of my love&lt;br /&gt;I wish I was there, she wishes she was here...&lt;br /&gt;The fate never changes, go and change if you dare...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dare for some thing that is possible... You know that by your sense&lt;br /&gt;sense is something that dies.. With the feel of the loved ones essence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;essence is all you can get at the moment&lt;br /&gt;but nothing lasts, it’s just for the moment...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moments in life that are full of pain...&lt;br /&gt;Moments in life that are full of gain...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gain of the love, the happiness&lt;br /&gt;which lasts in the heart... Till we last...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's never the end of the moments&lt;br /&gt;its always a beginning of a moment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;minutes ago it was the start of the moment to share&lt;br /&gt;now its the start of the moment when it ends...&lt;br /&gt;It has ended&lt;br /&gt;again with the things that I said&lt;br /&gt;said with the heart that feel the love...&lt;br /&gt;So, I’d be there once again… With the moments...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32417014-6309167230121667110?l=nadiratcore.blogspot.com%2Findex.html'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/nadiratcore/~4/GtpgEIlZSRc" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://nadiratcore.blogspot.com/feeds/6309167230121667110/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32417014&amp;postID=6309167230121667110" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32417014/posts/default/6309167230121667110?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32417014/posts/default/6309167230121667110?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/nadiratcore/~3/GtpgEIlZSRc/moments.html" title="MOMENTS" /><author><name>Nadir Nasir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01120929061701252909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="09122888271463742282" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://bp1.blogger.com/_5nw2GBen74g/Rpk5EaqVQAI/AAAAAAAAAN8/bBfKCJoG69Y/s72-c/Wallpaper+0070_2.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://nadiratcore.blogspot.com/2007/07/moments.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0UGR30_eyp7ImA9WB5XFEk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32417014.post-6558342819666503068</id><published>2007-07-14T13:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-14T14:40:26.343-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2007-07-14T14:40:26.343-07:00</app:edited><title>THE HARDEST TIMES</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_5nw2GBen74g/Rpk4oKqVP_I/AAAAAAAAAN0/bbebtrZENoE/s1600-h/Wallpaper+0057_2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_5nw2GBen74g/Rpk4oKqVP_I/AAAAAAAAAN0/bbebtrZENoE/s400/Wallpaper+0057_2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087159516799516658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;If you recall&lt;br /&gt;You don’t have a memory&lt;br /&gt;If you see&lt;br /&gt;You don’t have a vision&lt;br /&gt;If you feel&lt;br /&gt;You don’t have a body&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Memory fades&lt;br /&gt;You go blind&lt;br /&gt;It’s the living death&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you walk&lt;br /&gt;You are falling&lt;br /&gt;If you wish&lt;br /&gt;You get killed&lt;br /&gt;If you plan you are doomed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feelings fade&lt;br /&gt;You go numb&lt;br /&gt;It’s the living death&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32417014-6558342819666503068?l=nadiratcore.blogspot.com%2Findex.html'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/nadiratcore/~4/WgTlQad8-1M" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://nadiratcore.blogspot.com/feeds/6558342819666503068/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32417014&amp;postID=6558342819666503068" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32417014/posts/default/6558342819666503068?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32417014/posts/default/6558342819666503068?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/nadiratcore/~3/WgTlQad8-1M/hardest-times.html" title="THE HARDEST TIMES" /><author><name>Nadir Nasir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01120929061701252909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="09122888271463742282" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://bp0.blogger.com/_5nw2GBen74g/Rpk4oKqVP_I/AAAAAAAAAN0/bbebtrZENoE/s72-c/Wallpaper+0057_2.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://nadiratcore.blogspot.com/2007/07/hardest-times.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0QHRX4_cCp7ImA9WB5XFEk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32417014.post-6140013959242940166</id><published>2007-07-14T13:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-14T14:42:14.048-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2007-07-14T14:42:14.048-07:00</app:edited><title>MY LOVE SONG</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_5nw2GBen74g/Rpk4KaqVP-I/AAAAAAAAANs/Zu84uRPqUy8/s1600-h/Wallpaper+0079_2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_5nw2GBen74g/Rpk4KaqVP-I/AAAAAAAAANs/Zu84uRPqUy8/s400/Wallpaper+0079_2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087159005698408418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;From hell it came&lt;br /&gt;In heart it stayed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let them go out&lt;br /&gt;Let them reach out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can’t say a word&lt;br /&gt;They can’t hear a word&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It stays in the brain&lt;br /&gt;It spreads through the veins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s not the blood&lt;br /&gt;It’s the bloody hell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She said she will be there!&lt;br /&gt;But hell! She is just there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m going insane&lt;br /&gt;I’m a bloody psycho&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are the sick monsters&lt;br /&gt;They come and haunt your life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where was I born?&lt;br /&gt;When will I die?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How did I get here?&lt;br /&gt;How do I get out?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is all this for real?&lt;br /&gt;Or just an illusion!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing is what it seems&lt;br /&gt;All is what it feels&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what do you feel is all pain…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32417014-6140013959242940166?l=nadiratcore.blogspot.com%2Findex.html'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/nadiratcore/~4/39Y18maS_tE" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://nadiratcore.blogspot.com/feeds/6140013959242940166/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32417014&amp;postID=6140013959242940166" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32417014/posts/default/6140013959242940166?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32417014/posts/default/6140013959242940166?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/nadiratcore/~3/39Y18maS_tE/my-love-song.html" title="MY LOVE SONG" /><author><name>Nadir Nasir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01120929061701252909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="09122888271463742282" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://bp1.blogger.com/_5nw2GBen74g/Rpk4KaqVP-I/AAAAAAAAANs/Zu84uRPqUy8/s72-c/Wallpaper+0079_2.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://nadiratcore.blogspot.com/2007/07/my-love-song.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0IDQHk6eSp7ImA9WB5XFEk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32417014.post-9117368380724746004</id><published>2007-07-01T03:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-14T14:46:11.711-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2007-07-14T14:46:11.711-07:00</app:edited><title>Starting to Blog about!</title><content type="html">&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_5nw2GBen74g/RoeFqpOU0GI/AAAAAAAAADo/iYlfOJmu2NU/s1600-h/Image+%2884%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; clear: both; float: left;" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_5nw2GBen74g/RoeFqpOU0GI/AAAAAAAAADo/iYlfOJmu2NU/s320/Image+%2884%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is me. Nadir - A designer. I'm starting to write this blog from today. Uptill now I wasn't sure what to blog about, but now I will be writing things that I go accross in my personal life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The core of this blog would be based on images combined with words to express my true feelings and thoughts about things that I experience in my personal life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I welcome you all and would appriciate your comments...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks and Enjoy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32417014-9117368380724746004?l=nadiratcore.blogspot.com%2Findex.html'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/nadiratcore/~4/eEfR5MFxqOs" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://nadiratcore.blogspot.com/feeds/9117368380724746004/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32417014&amp;postID=9117368380724746004" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32417014/posts/default/9117368380724746004?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32417014/posts/default/9117368380724746004?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/nadiratcore/~3/eEfR5MFxqOs/starting-to-blog-about.html" title="Starting to Blog about!" /><author><name>Nadir Nasir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01120929061701252909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="09122888271463742282" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://bp3.blogger.com/_5nw2GBen74g/RoeFqpOU0GI/AAAAAAAAADo/iYlfOJmu2NU/s72-c/Image+%2884%29.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://nadiratcore.blogspot.com/2007/07/starting-to-blog-about.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkQGQn8-eyp7ImA9WBNWEEs.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32417014.post-115506770391986740</id><published>2006-08-08T13:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-08T13:18:43.153-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2006-08-08T13:18:43.153-07:00</app:edited><title>The 'me' from within</title><content type="html">Nadir - As the name speaks!&lt;br /&gt;Let the comments as well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question! Define me...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32417014-115506770391986740?l=nadiratcore.blogspot.com%2Findex.html'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/nadiratcore/~4/I41MacoLsF8" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://nadiratcore.blogspot.com/feeds/115506770391986740/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32417014&amp;postID=115506770391986740" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32417014/posts/default/115506770391986740?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32417014/posts/default/115506770391986740?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/nadiratcore/~3/I41MacoLsF8/me-from-within.html" title="The 'me' from within" /><author><name>Nadir Nasir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01120929061701252909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="09122888271463742282" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://nadiratcore.blogspot.com/2006/08/me-from-within.html</feedburner:origLink></entry></feed>
