<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1785763424932606899</id><updated>2012-02-09T10:41:00.220+05:30</updated><category term='misinterpretations'/><category term='trust'/><category term='relationship'/><category term='valentine day'/><category term='Friendship'/><category term='Atif Aslam'/><category term='tag'/><category term='Delhi'/><category term='forgiveness'/><category term='inspiration'/><category term='hope'/><category term='You and Me'/><category term='motivation'/><category term='conversations'/><category term='girls'/><category term='witty'/><category term='History'/><category term='prayer'/><category term='romance'/><category term='women'/><category term='johnny'/><category term='me'/><category term='reality'/><category term='office'/><category term='wordless wednesday'/><category term='i hate love storys'/><category term='awesome'/><category term='humour'/><category term='love storys'/><category term='ज़िन्दगी'/><category term='maa'/><category term='destiny'/><category term='lost love'/><category term='life'/><category term='Solitary visits'/><category term='You'/><category term='passion'/><category term='love quotes'/><category term='thursday challenge'/><category term='short story'/><category term='shared'/><category term='facts'/><category term='heartbroken'/><category term='Mummy'/><category term='book review'/><category term='pain'/><category term='god'/><category term='devotion'/><category term='life partner'/><category term='fun'/><category term='love'/><title type='text'>Reflections from life</title><subtitle type='html'>I am just nothing more than the reflection in your mind !!!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vishal-raj.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1785763424932606899/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vishal-raj.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1785763424932606899/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Vishal Raj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12571397184320565574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/S8LxUc0l5HI/AAAAAAAAAWM/jZK2MaaWI38/S220/IMG_2075.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>116</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1785763424932606899.post-3329224998663031758</id><published>2011-12-03T17:22:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-12-03T17:22:16.487+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trust'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='destiny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hope'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pain'/><title type='text'>Ghosts of past</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.30-days.net/reveal/wp-content/uploads/2011/man_desert_580x300.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="165" src="http://www.30-days.net/reveal/wp-content/uploads/2011/man_desert_580x300.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Time &amp;nbsp;has &amp;nbsp;moved &amp;nbsp; on&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Memories &amp;nbsp;have faded&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Life &amp;nbsp;has composured&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;N God is happy again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Seems that its only me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;who wants to be with&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;YOU !!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Image courtesy:30-daysnet&lt;/span&gt;&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/1785763424932606899-3329224998663031758?l=vishal-raj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vishal-raj.blogspot.com/feeds/3329224998663031758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1785763424932606899&amp;postID=3329224998663031758&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1785763424932606899/posts/default/3329224998663031758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1785763424932606899/posts/default/3329224998663031758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vishal-raj.blogspot.com/2011/12/ghosts-of-past.html' title='Ghosts of past'/><author><name>Vishal Raj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12571397184320565574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/S8LxUc0l5HI/AAAAAAAAAWM/jZK2MaaWI38/S220/IMG_2075.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1785763424932606899.post-8003237195892980722</id><published>2011-06-08T20:47:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2011-06-09T00:41:16.322+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='passion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reality'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='You and Me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pain'/><title type='text'>Love Transpired</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dRMGZD2jPRk/Te7kMAhnBJI/AAAAAAAABeQ/w_SN0LVO-tU/s1600/stock-photo-smoking-and-drinking-whiskey-and-cigarettes-39900535.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="254" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dRMGZD2jPRk/Te7kMAhnBJI/AAAAAAAABeQ/w_SN0LVO-tU/s320/stock-photo-smoking-and-drinking-whiskey-and-cigarettes-39900535.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;A couple of smokes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;and JD on rocks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;The air is benign&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;and clock strikes 9&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Baby you are gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;and my heart still moans&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;But that's alright&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;coz you're just fine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Baby you're just fine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Image courtesy: shutterstock.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul class="il_ul" style="font-family: arial; 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text-align: center;"&gt;Has denge hum to&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Rona nahi hai.....&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/1785763424932606899-8560403131874126578?l=vishal-raj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vishal-raj.blogspot.com/feeds/8560403131874126578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1785763424932606899&amp;postID=8560403131874126578&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1785763424932606899/posts/default/8560403131874126578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1785763424932606899/posts/default/8560403131874126578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vishal-raj.blogspot.com/2011/05/aaj-dil-dukha-hai-tum-yaad-aaye.html' title='Aaj dil dukha hai... tum yaad aaye...'/><author><name>Vishal Raj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12571397184320565574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/S8LxUc0l5HI/AAAAAAAAAWM/jZK2MaaWI38/S220/IMG_2075.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1785763424932606899.post-1482242633679125359</id><published>2011-04-22T12:37:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-04-22T12:37:39.976+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thursday challenge'/><title type='text'>Thursday Photo Challenge</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Y2sLluyjJCs/Tar1VPYDR4I/AAAAAAAABYI/34HSEaUMXK4/s1600/IMG_4029.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Y2sLluyjJCs/Tar1VPYDR4I/AAAAAAAABYI/34HSEaUMXK4/s640/IMG_4029.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;P.S.: Inspired by&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://tikulicious.wordpress.com/2011/04/21/thursday-photo-challenge-complex/"&gt;Tikulli&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1785763424932606899-1482242633679125359?l=vishal-raj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vishal-raj.blogspot.com/feeds/1482242633679125359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1785763424932606899&amp;postID=1482242633679125359&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1785763424932606899/posts/default/1482242633679125359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1785763424932606899/posts/default/1482242633679125359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vishal-raj.blogspot.com/2011/04/thursday-photo-challenge.html' title='Thursday Photo Challenge'/><author><name>Vishal Raj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12571397184320565574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/S8LxUc0l5HI/AAAAAAAAAWM/jZK2MaaWI38/S220/IMG_2075.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Y2sLluyjJCs/Tar1VPYDR4I/AAAAAAAABYI/34HSEaUMXK4/s72-c/IMG_4029.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1785763424932606899.post-6334722039831744015</id><published>2011-04-16T21:15:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-04-16T21:15:07.400+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Delhi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Solitary visits'/><title type='text'>A visit to Vishwa Shanti Stupa</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PTokRX9W_ps/TamL_sY0avI/AAAAAAAABKM/tJhuDH4igNQ/s1600/IMG_3942.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PTokRX9W_ps/TamL_sY0avI/AAAAAAAABKM/tJhuDH4igNQ/s320/IMG_3942.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Vishwa Shanti Stupa, New Delhi was inaugurated on November 14, 2007 and dedicated to the people of India and the World with hopes of cultivating long-lasting peace as envisioned by Fujii Guruji. This work was made possible by the Shanti Stupa Society in partnership with D.D.A. and Nipponzan Myohoji. Relics and Sacred Objects for this Stupa were donated by His Holiness the Dalai Lama, the President of Sri Lanka, the President of Mongolia, and the Prime Minister of Nepal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cyqwe0-RUZk/TamK6AINj4I/AAAAAAAABKM/3NdjAWu1Gng/s1600/IMG_3931.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cyqwe0-RUZk/TamK6AINj4I/AAAAAAAABKM/3NdjAWu1Gng/s320/IMG_3931.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Nipponzan Myohoji was founded by Most Venerable Nichidatsu Fujii (1885-1985) with the mission of building Shanti Stupas all over the world as a way of creating peace and transforming people’s mind and heart. This order has built more than eighty Shanti Stupas all across the globe. &amp;nbsp;Nishidatsu Fuji came to India in the year 1931 and became a close friend of Mahatma Gandhi who named him as "Fuji Guruji". He also set up the Japanese Buddhist order of Nipponzan Myohoji. The three monkeys depicted here convey the message of Mahatma Gandhi--speak no evil; hear no evil and see no evil. These monkeys were gifted by Fuji to Mahatma Gandhi.&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&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;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aL6TMg_Xps4/TamMVBTNgQI/AAAAAAAABKM/XgIQczdZuqU/s1600/IMG_3949.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aL6TMg_Xps4/TamMVBTNgQI/AAAAAAAABKM/XgIQczdZuqU/s320/IMG_3949.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;The Stupa stands against the backdrop of some magnificent historical buildings like the Old Fort and Humayun's tomb. &amp;nbsp;It was built at a cost of two crore rupees. The "Vishwa Shanti Stupa" is 28 meters high. Its construction was inspired by the world famous Sanchi Stupa at Sanchi in Madhya Pradesh. It's this hemispherical dome which inspired the chief architect of Rashtrapati Bhavan, Edwin Lutyen, who built the imposing dome over the President's house.The newest stupa at Delhi is the 74th in the series of stupas or pagodas around the world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4513yZSpbbg/TamLi4xEHQI/AAAAAAAABKM/ke7jhNl58T4/s1600/IMG_3936.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4513yZSpbbg/TamLi4xEHQI/AAAAAAAABKM/ke7jhNl58T4/s320/IMG_3936.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;A Peace Pagoda is a Buddhist stupa designed to provide a focus for people of all races and creeds, and to help unite them in their search for world peace. &amp;nbsp;The first Peace Pagodas were built as a symbol of peace in the Japanese cities of Hiroshima and Nagasaki where the atomic bombs took the lives of over 150,000 people. &amp;nbsp;By 2000, eighty Peace Pagodas had been built around the world in Europe, Asia, and the United States. The Peace Pagoda was awarded the Courage of Conscience award June 5, 1998 in Sherborn, MA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&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;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Other than Delhi, such stupas have also been built at &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rajgir"&gt;Rajgir&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Darjeeling"&gt;Darjeeling&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Vaishali_(ancient_city)"&gt;Vaishali&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;and &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ladakh"&gt;Ladakh&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Some of the international locations where more such stupas have been established are Hanaokayama, Sapporo, Hiroshima, Nagasaki, Mount Kijosumi, Narita-chi in Japan, Lumbini, Pokhara in Nepal, Jeju island in Korea, Ampara, Unawatuna in Sri Lanka, Brisbane in Australia, Vienna in Austria, Birmingham, Milton Keynes in England, Comiso in Italy, Kuchary in Poland, Benalmadena in Spain, Manitoba in Canada.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://picasaweb.google.com/vishalraj82/VishwaShantiStupaIndraprasthaParkDelhi16Apr2011#"&gt;Here&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;you can find some more of my clicks of this monument.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;This information has been compiled from various websites found using &lt;a href="http://google.com/"&gt;google.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&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/1785763424932606899-6334722039831744015?l=vishal-raj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vishal-raj.blogspot.com/feeds/6334722039831744015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1785763424932606899&amp;postID=6334722039831744015&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1785763424932606899/posts/default/6334722039831744015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1785763424932606899/posts/default/6334722039831744015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vishal-raj.blogspot.com/2011/04/visit-to-vishwa-shanti-stupa.html' title='A visit to Vishwa Shanti Stupa'/><author><name>Vishal Raj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12571397184320565574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/S8LxUc0l5HI/AAAAAAAAAWM/jZK2MaaWI38/S220/IMG_2075.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PTokRX9W_ps/TamL_sY0avI/AAAAAAAABKM/tJhuDH4igNQ/s72-c/IMG_3942.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1785763424932606899.post-8944433613709657975</id><published>2011-04-12T17:55:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-04-12T17:55:17.509+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Delhi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Solitary visits'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='History'/><title type='text'>A visit to tomb of Rahim Khan-I-Khana</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yiqeFNX6sFg/TaQm6IqE7QI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/COVt2-X1CU4/s1600/cpy-IMG_3903.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yiqeFNX6sFg/TaQm6IqE7QI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/COVt2-X1CU4/s640/cpy-IMG_3903.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Khanzada Mirza Khan &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Abdul_Rahim_Khan-I-Khana"&gt;Abdul Rahim Khan-e-Khana&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;( 17 December 1556 - 1627, popularly known as Rahim, was a composer of Mughal times during the reign of &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Akbar"&gt;Akbar&lt;/a&gt;. &amp;nbsp;He was born in Lahore on 14th Cafar 964. He was one of the Navaratnas(minister) in the court. &amp;nbsp;Father of Abdul Rahim, Bairam Khan, was a trusted caretaker of Akabar, belonged to Turkic ancestry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2h_hY1kuZZM/TaQvoCCqyHI/AAAAAAAAA4c/6bIn4VutGjY/s1600/IMG_3907.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2h_hY1kuZZM/TaQvoCCqyHI/AAAAAAAAA4c/6bIn4VutGjY/s640/IMG_3907.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Khanzada"&gt;Khanzadahs&lt;/a&gt;, the royal family of Muslim jadon Rajput, accepted Islam on  their association with the sufi saints. &amp;nbsp;Khanzadah, the persian form of  Rajputana word 'Rajput', is the title of the great representatives of  the ancient Jadubansi royal rajput family, descendant of &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Krishna"&gt;Krishna&lt;/a&gt; and  therefore belonging to &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Lunar_Dynasty"&gt;Lunar dynasty (Chandravanshi)&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DHonP6AkY70/TaQx_ycn1zI/AAAAAAAAA4k/_IMZuP7hreE/s1600/IMG_3918.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DHonP6AkY70/TaQx_ycn1zI/AAAAAAAAA4k/_IMZuP7hreE/s640/IMG_3918.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bairam_Khan"&gt;Bairam Khan&lt;/a&gt; was murdered in Patan, Gujrat, his wife and young Rahim were brought safely to Ahmedabad, and from there they were brought to Delhi, where they were presented to the Royal court of Akbar, where he was awarded the title of 'Mirza Khan'. &amp;nbsp; There he was married to Mah Banu, sister of Mirza Aziz Kokah, son of &amp;nbsp;Ataga Khan, a noted Mughal noble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WCI7YemZzzo/TaQzFinGUeI/AAAAAAAAA4o/olPmHXf7wyU/s1600/IMG_3916.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WCI7YemZzzo/TaQzFinGUeI/AAAAAAAAA4o/olPmHXf7wyU/s640/IMG_3916.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later on, Akbar married Bairam Khans' wife, thus making Abdul Rahim Khan-e-Khan his stepson. &amp;nbsp;Although a muslim by birth, Abdul Rahim was a devotee of Lord Krishna and wrote about him in his poetries. &amp;nbsp;Other than poetry he was also an noted astrologer and known for two of his important works namely - Khet Kautukam and Dwawishd Yogavali, which are still popular.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1807572806"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1807572807"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1317367417"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1317367418"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RcDfnI2gQEM/TaQ92r_hD7I/AAAAAAAAA50/AvKrDR-UzJU/s1600/IMG_3913.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RcDfnI2gQEM/TaQ92r_hD7I/AAAAAAAAA50/AvKrDR-UzJU/s640/IMG_3913.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, Rahim was known for his peculiar manner of giving alms to the poor. &amp;nbsp; He never looked at the person he was giving alms to, keeping his gaze downwards in all humility. &amp;nbsp;When &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tulsidas"&gt;Tulsidas&lt;/a&gt; heard about behavior of Rahim, he wrote the following couplet in his honor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wehZD3_wBXA/TaQ9QwzNcOI/AAAAAAAAA5c/lT79CS9aI0E/s1600/IMG_3907.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wehZD3_wBXA/TaQ9QwzNcOI/AAAAAAAAA5c/lT79CS9aI0E/s640/IMG_3907.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"ऐसी देनी देंन ज्यूँ, कित सीखे हो सैन ज्यों ज्यों कर ऊंच्यो करो, त्यों त्यों निचे नैन"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Sir, Why give alms like this? Where'd you learn that? Your hands are as high as your eyes are low."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Realizing that Tulsidas was well aware of the truth behind creation, and was merely giving him an opportunity to say a few lines in a reply, in all humility he replied&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"देनहार कोई और है, भेजत जो दिन रैन&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;लोग भरम हम पर करे, तासो निचे नैन"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;"The Giver is someone else, giving day and night. So they won't give me the credit, I lower my eyes"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zTZQMHQOICA/TaQ-wuQh49I/AAAAAAAAA6c/ZmH7xfSMfEA/s1600/IMG_3920.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zTZQMHQOICA/TaQ-wuQh49I/AAAAAAAAA6c/ZmH7xfSMfEA/s640/IMG_3920.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apart from writing dohas, Rahim translated Babar's memoirs, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Baburnama"&gt;Baburnama&lt;/a&gt;, from Chagatai language to Persian language, which was completed in AH 998 ( 1589-90). He was extremely fluent in Sanskrit, and could work with Arabic, Persian and Turkish language.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RPCDtbPuYUI/TaQ_s1pf-II/AAAAAAAAA8I/n_Dli-xuDaw/s1600/IMG_3926.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RPCDtbPuYUI/TaQ_s1pf-II/AAAAAAAAA8I/n_Dli-xuDaw/s640/IMG_3926.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The tomb was build by him for his wife in 1598, and later he was himself buried in it 1627.&amp;nbsp; This monument is carved with stucco work and intricate patterns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This information has primarily been compiled from&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/"&gt;Wikipedia&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="https://picasaweb.google.com/vishalraj82/KhanIKhanaTomb2011Apr12"&gt;Here&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;is the link to my Picasa web album with some more clicks of this monument.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1785763424932606899-8944433613709657975?l=vishal-raj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vishal-raj.blogspot.com/feeds/8944433613709657975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1785763424932606899&amp;postID=8944433613709657975&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1785763424932606899/posts/default/8944433613709657975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1785763424932606899/posts/default/8944433613709657975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vishal-raj.blogspot.com/2011/04/visit-to-tomb-of-rahim-khan-i-khana.html' title='A visit to tomb of Rahim Khan-I-Khana'/><author><name>Vishal Raj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12571397184320565574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/S8LxUc0l5HI/AAAAAAAAAWM/jZK2MaaWI38/S220/IMG_2075.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yiqeFNX6sFg/TaQm6IqE7QI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/COVt2-X1CU4/s72-c/cpy-IMG_3903.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1785763424932606899.post-2350625894785273338</id><published>2011-04-10T13:50:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-04-10T13:50:40.705+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humour'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='misinterpretations'/><title type='text'>Misinterpretations....  Misunderstood</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;Sometimes its unfortunate but really funny when people intend to write something, but what they write conveys totally different meaning. &amp;nbsp;Below you can read some of such texts with regard to various contexts in life. &amp;nbsp;Do Enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rO7IzfY7RSU/TaFoA9iBHsI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/g2EtarNhCM0/s1600/dilbert_misinterpretation.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rO7IzfY7RSU/TaFoA9iBHsI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/g2EtarNhCM0/s200/dilbert_misinterpretation.gif" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Since I have to go to my native village to sell my land along with my wife, please sanction me one week leave."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;-- Leave application by an employee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"As I want to shave my son's head, please leave me for two days."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;--&amp;nbsp;Leave application by an employee&amp;nbsp;who wanted to have mundan done for &amp;nbsp;his 10 year old son&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"As I am marrying my daughter, please grant me one week's leave."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;--&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Leave application by an employee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"As my mother-in-law has expired and I am the only one responsible for it, please grant me 10 days leave."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;--&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Leave application by an employee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Since I have to go to the cremation ground at 10'o clock and I may not return, please grant me half day casual leave."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;--&amp;nbsp;Leave application by an employee&amp;nbsp;who wanted half day leave&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I am suffering fromfever, please declare one-day holiday."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;-- An incident of a leave letter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"As I am studying in this school I am suffering from headache. I request you to leave me today."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;-- From a student to headmaster&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"As my headache is paining, please grant me leave for day."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;-- From another student to headmaster&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I am enclosed here with..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;-- Found on a cover note&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Dear Sir, with reference to the above, please refer to my below..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;-- Found on another cover note&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"My wife is suffering from sickness and as I am her only husband at home, I may be granted leave."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;-- Leave application from an employee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I am well here and hope you are also in the same well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;-- New letting writing style introduced&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the best one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"This has reference to your advertisement calling for a 'Typist and an Accountant - male or female'.... &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;As I am both for past several years and I can handle both with good experience, I am applying for the post."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;-- Job application by a candidate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Image courtesy: nscblog.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1785763424932606899-2350625894785273338?l=vishal-raj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vishal-raj.blogspot.com/feeds/2350625894785273338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1785763424932606899&amp;postID=2350625894785273338&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1785763424932606899/posts/default/2350625894785273338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1785763424932606899/posts/default/2350625894785273338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vishal-raj.blogspot.com/2011/04/misinterpretations-misunderstood.html' title='Misinterpretations....  Misunderstood'/><author><name>Vishal Raj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12571397184320565574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/S8LxUc0l5HI/AAAAAAAAAWM/jZK2MaaWI38/S220/IMG_2075.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rO7IzfY7RSU/TaFoA9iBHsI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/g2EtarNhCM0/s72-c/dilbert_misinterpretation.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1785763424932606899.post-8275482635699688156</id><published>2011-04-09T01:01:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2011-04-09T01:08:09.962+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humour'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reality'/><title type='text'>A mans' tension</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-23ayhWKC_Io/TZ9iJPeU_hI/AAAAAAAAA4A/ImNWdPIGSsA/s1600/gorilla+at+large+2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="191" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-23ayhWKC_Io/TZ9iJPeU_hI/AAAAAAAAA4A/ImNWdPIGSsA/s320/gorilla+at+large+2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;A man and his wife were spending the day at the zoo. &amp;nbsp; She was wearing a loose-fitting purple dress, sleeveless with straps. he was wearing his usual jeans and t-shirt. &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;As they walked through the ape exhibit, they passed in front of a large, silverback gorilla. &amp;nbsp; Noticing the wife, the gorilla immediately went crazy. &amp;nbsp; He jumped on the bars and, holding on with one hand and two feet, he grunted and pounded his chest with his free hand. &amp;nbsp; He was obviously very excited by the pretty lady in the pink dress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The husband, noticing the excitement, thought this was funny. &amp;nbsp; He suggested that his wife tease the poor fellow some more by puckering her lips and wiggling her bottom. &amp;nbsp; She played along and the gorilla got extremely excited, now making noises that would wake the dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the husband suggested that she let one of her dress straps fall to show a little more skin. &amp;nbsp; She didm and the gorilla was about to tear the bars down!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Now, show your thighs and sort of fan your dress at him," he said. &amp;nbsp; This drove the gorilla absolutely crazy, and he started doing flips and charging the bars!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Immediately the husband grabbed his wife, ripped open the door to the cage, flung her in with the gorilla, slammed the cage door shut and hollered, "Now, tell him you have a headache and you are not in the mood now."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Image courtesy: coffeecoffeeandmorecoffee.com&lt;/span&gt;&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/1785763424932606899-8275482635699688156?l=vishal-raj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vishal-raj.blogspot.com/feeds/8275482635699688156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1785763424932606899&amp;postID=8275482635699688156&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1785763424932606899/posts/default/8275482635699688156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1785763424932606899/posts/default/8275482635699688156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vishal-raj.blogspot.com/2011/04/mans-tension.html' title='A mans&apos; tension'/><author><name>Vishal Raj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12571397184320565574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/S8LxUc0l5HI/AAAAAAAAAWM/jZK2MaaWI38/S220/IMG_2075.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-23ayhWKC_Io/TZ9iJPeU_hI/AAAAAAAAA4A/ImNWdPIGSsA/s72-c/gorilla+at+large+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1785763424932606899.post-2470697480455288368</id><published>2011-04-05T19:31:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2011-04-05T19:34:20.209+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='romance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='conversations'/><title type='text'>Office romance</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-aEtZsR3lpBI/TYxuoJzgbOI/AAAAAAAAA0g/bzpii6Dz1rs/s320/office-romance-1.jpg" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;she&lt;/b&gt;: the world has said it. &amp;nbsp;i'm waiting for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;he :&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;oh !! yes !! &amp;nbsp;best of luck. and don't shout this time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;she&lt;/b&gt;: why do i need luck ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;he&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;: i kinda thought you were going for your review meeting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;she&lt;/b&gt;: duh ! why are you always like this ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;he&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;: did i miss something ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;she&lt;/b&gt;: did you even looked at me. for god sake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;he&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;: ok !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;she&lt;/b&gt;: everybody noticed me, said i'm looking beautiful, but you didn't even noticed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;he&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;: wow !! you really look stunning today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;she&lt;/b&gt;: i really don't care what others say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;he&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;: i mean you really are looking so good. did you lose some weight, too ? i think that make you even more sexy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;she&lt;/b&gt;: very funny. huh !! i thought... but never mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;he&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;: ok ok !! say now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;she&lt;/b&gt;: i wore this suit, put some extra kajal, lip gloss, my heels... &amp;nbsp;everyone said i'm looking nice. and you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;he&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;: i noticed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;she&lt;/b&gt;: i think i made all these efforts in vain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;he&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;: i noticed you look different&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;she&lt;/b&gt;: duh! i shouldn't have done all this, at least not for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;he&lt;/b&gt;: &amp;nbsp;but i really noticed. that you're actually looking beautiful today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;she&lt;/b&gt;: it doesn't matter anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;he&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;: but listen...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;she&lt;/b&gt;: now what ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;he&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;: you know naa, i can't do this so openly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;she&lt;/b&gt;: so, you could have messaged.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;he&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;: oh yes !! of course.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;she&lt;/b&gt;: i put in so much of effort, only and only for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;he&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;: ok ok, now don't be angry. and... &amp;nbsp;did i tell you how beautiful you look with this intensity in your eyes... it just kills me... &amp;nbsp;oh my god.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;she&lt;/b&gt;: tell me more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;he&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;: i'll, but at the food counter. lets go, grab a bite, i'm hungry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;She giggles, he sighs and they both move, hand in hand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;P.S: This is a work of fiction but relation with reality is quite possible. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;image courtesy: google image search&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1785763424932606899-2470697480455288368?l=vishal-raj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vishal-raj.blogspot.com/feeds/2470697480455288368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1785763424932606899&amp;postID=2470697480455288368&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1785763424932606899/posts/default/2470697480455288368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1785763424932606899/posts/default/2470697480455288368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vishal-raj.blogspot.com/2011/04/office-romance.html' title='Office romance'/><author><name>Vishal Raj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12571397184320565574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/S8LxUc0l5HI/AAAAAAAAAWM/jZK2MaaWI38/S220/IMG_2075.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-aEtZsR3lpBI/TYxuoJzgbOI/AAAAAAAAA0g/bzpii6Dz1rs/s72-c/office-romance-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1785763424932606899.post-7775019854617819783</id><published>2011-03-26T19:06:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-03-26T19:06:24.580+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Delhi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Solitary visits'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='History'/><title type='text'>Solitary visit to Lodi Garden</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-NvFRZLPOQUs/TY3h3VaQfhI/AAAAAAAAA0s/vaLjybjGYBY/s1600/IMG_3891.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-NvFRZLPOQUs/TY3h3VaQfhI/AAAAAAAAA0s/vaLjybjGYBY/s640/IMG_3891.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Front view of Shah's tomb&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The tomb of Mohammed Shah, the last of the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sayyid_dynasty"&gt;Sayyid dynasty&lt;/a&gt; rulers, the earliest of the tombs in the garden, was built in 1444 by Ala-ud-din Alam Shah as a tribute to Mohammed Shah.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-F350igaWlTA/TY3pocMPHLI/AAAAAAAAA0w/PRcq-FxpefY/s1600/IMG_3894.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-F350igaWlTA/TY3pocMPHLI/AAAAAAAAA0w/PRcq-FxpefY/s640/IMG_3894.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;An inner view of Shah's tomb&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As there is little architecture from these two periods remaining in India, Lodi Gardens is an important place of preservation.   The architecture is characterised by the octagonal chamber, with stone &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Chhajja"&gt;chhajjas&lt;/a&gt; on the roof andguldastas on the corners.&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-beVZYFN2HPg/TY3qNiwhD6I/AAAAAAAAA00/baC_Eb0zJoc/s1600/IMG_3896.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-beVZYFN2HPg/TY3qNiwhD6I/AAAAAAAAA00/baC_Eb0zJoc/s640/IMG_3896.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Landscape inside the garden&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spread over 90 acres (360,000 m2) the site is now protected by the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Archeological_Survey_of_India"&gt;Archeological Survey of India&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-H77NXinSFik/TY3q2XmX3tI/AAAAAAAAA04/evYaBstWjKo/s1600/IMG_3892.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-H77NXinSFik/TY3q2XmX3tI/AAAAAAAAA04/evYaBstWjKo/s640/IMG_3892.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Information bar&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click on the images to view them in full size.&lt;br /&gt;For more information, please visit the link -&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Lodi_Gardens"&gt;Lodi Gardens&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1282613741"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1282613742"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1785763424932606899-7775019854617819783?l=vishal-raj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vishal-raj.blogspot.com/feeds/7775019854617819783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1785763424932606899&amp;postID=7775019854617819783&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1785763424932606899/posts/default/7775019854617819783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1785763424932606899/posts/default/7775019854617819783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vishal-raj.blogspot.com/2011/03/solitary-visit-to-lodi-garden.html' title='Solitary visit to Lodi Garden'/><author><name>Vishal Raj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12571397184320565574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/S8LxUc0l5HI/AAAAAAAAAWM/jZK2MaaWI38/S220/IMG_2075.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-NvFRZLPOQUs/TY3h3VaQfhI/AAAAAAAAA0s/vaLjybjGYBY/s72-c/IMG_3891.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1785763424932606899.post-7750007237300855108</id><published>2011-03-26T02:30:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2011-03-26T02:30:05.910+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationship'/><title type='text'>Perspicuous</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-nIGCeu3Xzho/TYxVKyYv4hI/AAAAAAAAA0c/n5WzMT4xHSw/s1600/oie_2513826f74VWh9M.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-nIGCeu3Xzho/TYxVKyYv4hI/AAAAAAAAA0c/n5WzMT4xHSw/s320/oie_2513826f74VWh9M.png" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Relationships are complicated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Love is not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1785763424932606899-7750007237300855108?l=vishal-raj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vishal-raj.blogspot.com/feeds/7750007237300855108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1785763424932606899&amp;postID=7750007237300855108&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1785763424932606899/posts/default/7750007237300855108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1785763424932606899/posts/default/7750007237300855108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vishal-raj.blogspot.com/2011/03/perspicuous.html' title='Perspicuous'/><author><name>Vishal Raj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12571397184320565574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/S8LxUc0l5HI/AAAAAAAAAWM/jZK2MaaWI38/S220/IMG_2075.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-nIGCeu3Xzho/TYxVKyYv4hI/AAAAAAAAA0c/n5WzMT4xHSw/s72-c/oie_2513826f74VWh9M.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1785763424932606899.post-7979089429207248177</id><published>2011-03-25T19:29:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-03-25T19:29:41.338+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='You and Me'/><title type='text'>Love is....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span id="goog_446406920"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_446406921"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-poFpBB0GQTE/TYyea6nHIeI/AAAAAAAAA0o/H66cfDeNE-4/s1600/polyvore.com.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-poFpBB0GQTE/TYyea6nHIeI/AAAAAAAAA0o/H66cfDeNE-4/s320/polyvore.com.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If ever I will not be able to justify what I get;&amp;nbsp;I will quit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But until then, I'll look into your eyes and say "I am worth it"&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/1785763424932606899-7979089429207248177?l=vishal-raj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vishal-raj.blogspot.com/feeds/7979089429207248177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1785763424932606899&amp;postID=7979089429207248177&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1785763424932606899/posts/default/7979089429207248177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1785763424932606899/posts/default/7979089429207248177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vishal-raj.blogspot.com/2011/03/love-is.html' title='Love is....'/><author><name>Vishal Raj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12571397184320565574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/S8LxUc0l5HI/AAAAAAAAAWM/jZK2MaaWI38/S220/IMG_2075.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-poFpBB0GQTE/TYyea6nHIeI/AAAAAAAAA0o/H66cfDeNE-4/s72-c/polyvore.com.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1785763424932606899.post-416751168525078176</id><published>2011-03-24T18:33:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-03-24T18:33:15.897+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thursday challenge'/><title type='text'>Thursday Challenge</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-h0qJlDgUMT8/TYs_va5OgAI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/7tl2133qrok/s1600/OgAAAPPx3BvTvz_pZxPS7J4ASGJCOxVFuFgHClOZSH38P1UyE-Ruv3PE7CjN4GwB4l_6S8qo_ebb1gqa3Qw1AftrsXoAm1T1UATSsusnN-KBpG14EUvQ_EDfzuAq.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-h0qJlDgUMT8/TYs_va5OgAI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/7tl2133qrok/s640/OgAAAPPx3BvTvz_pZxPS7J4ASGJCOxVFuFgHClOZSH38P1UyE-Ruv3PE7CjN4GwB4l_6S8qo_ebb1gqa3Qw1AftrsXoAm1T1UATSsusnN-KBpG14EUvQ_EDfzuAq.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;A view of the beautiful Nani lake&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1785763424932606899-416751168525078176?l=vishal-raj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vishal-raj.blogspot.com/feeds/416751168525078176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1785763424932606899&amp;postID=416751168525078176&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1785763424932606899/posts/default/416751168525078176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1785763424932606899/posts/default/416751168525078176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vishal-raj.blogspot.com/2011/03/thursday-challenge.html' title='Thursday Challenge'/><author><name>Vishal Raj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12571397184320565574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/S8LxUc0l5HI/AAAAAAAAAWM/jZK2MaaWI38/S220/IMG_2075.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-h0qJlDgUMT8/TYs_va5OgAI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/7tl2133qrok/s72-c/OgAAAPPx3BvTvz_pZxPS7J4ASGJCOxVFuFgHClOZSH38P1UyE-Ruv3PE7CjN4GwB4l_6S8qo_ebb1gqa3Qw1AftrsXoAm1T1UATSsusnN-KBpG14EUvQ_EDfzuAq.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1785763424932606899.post-2824957496169886771</id><published>2011-03-23T04:26:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2011-03-23T04:26:00.185+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='forgiveness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Wordless Wednesday - 4</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-ldzr9xWY3Gc/TMrLInZWa6I/AAAAAAAAAtw/7vafNcsVYMk/s1600/sad+boy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-ldzr9xWY3Gc/TMrLInZWa6I/AAAAAAAAAtw/7vafNcsVYMk/s1600/sad+boy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Baagh-e-bahisth se mujhe hukm-e-safar diya tha kyun&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Kaar-e-jahaan daraaz hai, ab mera intezaar kar&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Iqbal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1785763424932606899-4962238363510827570?l=vishal-raj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vishal-raj.blogspot.com/feeds/4962238363510827570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1785763424932606899&amp;postID=4962238363510827570&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1785763424932606899/posts/default/4962238363510827570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1785763424932606899/posts/default/4962238363510827570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vishal-raj.blogspot.com/2011/03/jannat-abhi-door-sahi.html' title='Jannat abhi door sahi...'/><author><name>Vishal Raj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12571397184320565574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/S8LxUc0l5HI/AAAAAAAAAWM/jZK2MaaWI38/S220/IMG_2075.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-ldzr9xWY3Gc/TMrLInZWa6I/AAAAAAAAAtw/7vafNcsVYMk/s72-c/sad+boy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1785763424932606899.post-1016545882161510354</id><published>2011-03-11T11:11:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2011-03-11T11:12:38.820+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='You'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Love Her</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-PVG7tYDZiFI/TXiVU4NrBBI/AAAAAAAAAyc/IIT7zptyvaQ/s1600/Love-her-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-PVG7tYDZiFI/TXiVU4NrBBI/AAAAAAAAAyc/IIT7zptyvaQ/s200/Love-her-1.jpg" width="133" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Love her&lt;/i&gt; when she sips on your coffee, she only wants to make sure it tastes just right for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-aw18YgmBgd4/TXiVVeIU-gI/AAAAAAAAAyg/sxpRbEya2f0/s1600/Love-her-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="132" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-aw18YgmBgd4/TXiVVeIU-gI/AAAAAAAAAyg/sxpRbEya2f0/s200/Love-her-2.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Love her&lt;/i&gt; when she is jealous.out of all the guys she can have, she choose you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-c-u6LfBl35I/TXiVWC4W0uI/AAAAAAAAAyk/_foKGD4tnOs/s1600/Love-her-3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-c-u6LfBl35I/TXiVWC4W0uI/AAAAAAAAAyk/_foKGD4tnOs/s200/Love-her-3.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Love her&lt;/i&gt; when she has annoying habits that drive you nuts, you have them too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-Jx4S7YF7g0Q/TXiVXFPTdkI/AAAAAAAAAyo/Y9t_1yrf4e4/s1600/Love-her-4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-Jx4S7YF7g0Q/TXiVXFPTdkI/AAAAAAAAAyo/Y9t_1yrf4e4/s200/Love-her-4.jpg" width="179" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Love her&lt;/i&gt; when her cooking is bad, she tries for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-SP-xiMvrs4s/TXiVXzi-eaI/AAAAAAAAAys/VntcKyKIR1M/s1600/Love-her-5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="148" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-SP-xiMvrs4s/TXiVXzi-eaI/AAAAAAAAAys/VntcKyKIR1M/s200/Love-her-5.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Love her&lt;/i&gt; when she makes you watch corny love dramas while the sport is on, she wants to share these moments with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-GpQu917NjUo/TXiVYxcDQgI/AAAAAAAAAyw/KEq5UCsZB98/s1600/Love-her-6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="133" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-GpQu917NjUo/TXiVYxcDQgI/AAAAAAAAAyw/KEq5UCsZB98/s200/Love-her-6.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Love her&lt;/i&gt; when she spends hours to get ready, she only wants to look her best with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-F9I1ywWUYJQ/TXiVZJweAhI/AAAAAAAAAy0/_dnTQ2sJ0rg/s1600/Love-her-7.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-F9I1ywWUYJQ/TXiVZJweAhI/AAAAAAAAAy0/_dnTQ2sJ0rg/s1600/Love-her-7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Love her&lt;/i&gt; when often her eyes water suddenly, she actually had a thought of loosing you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-AH-44LOdTyc/TXiVZxFyzSI/AAAAAAAAAy4/l58wIe0G-m4/s1600/Love-her-8.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="285" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-AH-44LOdTyc/TXiVZxFyzSI/AAAAAAAAAy4/l58wIe0G-m4/s400/Love-her-8.gif" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Take time to make her feel special.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-fy4NHeQ2a2w/TXUj_8zskII/AAAAAAAAAyQ/R9QdzaX1cxQ/s1600/A_Short_Story_About_Love.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-fy4NHeQ2a2w/TXUj_8zskII/AAAAAAAAAyQ/R9QdzaX1cxQ/s1600/A_Short_Story_About_Love.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once upon a time, there was an island where all the feeling lived; &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Happiness&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Sadness&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Knowledge&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;, and all others including &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Love&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. One day it was announced to all the feelings that the island was going to sink to the bottom of the ocean. So all the feelings prepared their boats to leave. &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Love&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; was the only one &amp;nbsp;that stayed. &amp;nbsp;She wanted to preserve the island until the last possible moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the island was almost under, &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Love&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; decided it was time to leave. She began looking for someone to ask for help. Just then &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Richness&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; was passing by in a grand boat. &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Love&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; asked, "&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Richness&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;, can I come with you on your boat?" &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Richness&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; answered, "I'm sorry, but there is a lot of gold and silver on my boat and there would be no room for you." Then &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Love&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; decided to ask &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Vanity&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; for help who was passing by in a beautiful vessel. &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Love&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; cried out, "&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Vanity&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;, help me please." "I can't help you", &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Vanity&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; said, "You are all wet and will damage my beautiful boat." Next, &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Love&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; saw &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Sadness&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; passing by. &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Love&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; said, "&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Sadness&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;, please let me go with you." &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Sadness&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; answered, "&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Love&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;, I'm sorry, but, I just need to be alone now." Then, &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Love&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; saw &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Happiness&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Love&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; cried out, "&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Happiness&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;, please take me with you." But &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Happiness&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; was so overjoyed that he didn't hear &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Love&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; calling to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Love&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; began to cry. Then, she heard a voice say, "Come &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Love&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;, I'll take you with me." It was an elder. &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Love&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; felt so blessed and overjoyed that she forgot to ask the elder his name. When they arrived on land, the elder went on his way. &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Love&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; realized how much she owed the elder. &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Love&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; then found &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Knowledge&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; and asked, "Who was it, that helped me?" "It was &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Time&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;", &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Knowledge&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; answered. "But why did &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Time&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; help me?", &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Love&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; asked. &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Knowledge&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; smiled and with deep wisdom and sincerely, answered, "Because only &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Time&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; is capable of understanding how great &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Love&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; is."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Image courtesy: deviantart.net&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1785763424932606899-2860244892189116591?l=vishal-raj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vishal-raj.blogspot.com/feeds/2860244892189116591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1785763424932606899&amp;postID=2860244892189116591&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1785763424932606899/posts/default/2860244892189116591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1785763424932606899/posts/default/2860244892189116591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vishal-raj.blogspot.com/2011/03/story-of-love.html' title='The Story of Love'/><author><name>Vishal Raj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12571397184320565574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/S8LxUc0l5HI/AAAAAAAAAWM/jZK2MaaWI38/S220/IMG_2075.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-fy4NHeQ2a2w/TXUj_8zskII/AAAAAAAAAyQ/R9QdzaX1cxQ/s72-c/A_Short_Story_About_Love.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1785763424932606899.post-6713143549437356986</id><published>2011-03-04T16:49:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-03-04T16:49:22.143+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Happy Sad</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-Yh2AIPxEPKg/TXB84yI4nEI/AAAAAAAAAyI/dAGJr5Tt5ZI/s1600/HAPPYSAD.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-Yh2AIPxEPKg/TXB84yI4nEI/AAAAAAAAAyI/dAGJr5Tt5ZI/s200/HAPPYSAD.gif" width="185" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I Face the World with a smile&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;No one knows what I hide inside&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;They see only happiness&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;They can't see the tears that I've cried&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Image courtesy: happysigns.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1785763424932606899-6713143549437356986?l=vishal-raj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vishal-raj.blogspot.com/feeds/6713143549437356986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1785763424932606899&amp;postID=6713143549437356986&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1785763424932606899/posts/default/6713143549437356986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1785763424932606899/posts/default/6713143549437356986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vishal-raj.blogspot.com/2011/03/happy-sad.html' title='Happy Sad'/><author><name>Vishal Raj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12571397184320565574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/S8LxUc0l5HI/AAAAAAAAAWM/jZK2MaaWI38/S220/IMG_2075.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-Yh2AIPxEPKg/TXB84yI4nEI/AAAAAAAAAyI/dAGJr5Tt5ZI/s72-c/HAPPYSAD.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1785763424932606899.post-5940653637063868947</id><published>2011-02-14T00:01:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2011-02-14T00:01:00.217+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='You and Me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='valentine day'/><title type='text'>Happy Valentines Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6WqUpWo_uAs/TVV5a0ovAPI/AAAAAAAAAyA/8AamkznTesQ/s1600/jhbjh.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6WqUpWo_uAs/TVV5a0ovAPI/AAAAAAAAAyA/8AamkznTesQ/s320/jhbjh.jpg" width="301" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Geneva, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;On this Valentine’s Day, the day of affection,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Geneva, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;My thoughts quickly turn only in your direction.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Geneva, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This lil Valentine poem is meant to show you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;How lucky I feel, I've fallen in love with You&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1785763424932606899-5940653637063868947?l=vishal-raj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vishal-raj.blogspot.com/feeds/5940653637063868947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1785763424932606899&amp;postID=5940653637063868947&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1785763424932606899/posts/default/5940653637063868947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1785763424932606899/posts/default/5940653637063868947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vishal-raj.blogspot.com/2011/02/happy-valentines-day.html' title='Happy Valentines Day'/><author><name>Vishal Raj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12571397184320565574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/S8LxUc0l5HI/AAAAAAAAAWM/jZK2MaaWI38/S220/IMG_2075.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6WqUpWo_uAs/TVV5a0ovAPI/AAAAAAAAAyA/8AamkznTesQ/s72-c/jhbjh.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1785763424932606899.post-3979859749915890922</id><published>2011-02-11T22:34:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2011-02-25T14:08:40.746+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hope'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='You and Me'/><title type='text'>To be or not to be</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KCdSzSVbGqM/TVVq2L5pb8I/AAAAAAAAAx8/Y-fliqyI8f8/s1600/holding-hands.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KCdSzSVbGqM/TVVq2L5pb8I/AAAAAAAAAx8/Y-fliqyI8f8/s320/holding-hands.jpg" width="268" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I like you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;And I think you like me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;If you didn't&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Then why would you want us to be ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;In their eyes, You are unreachable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;But in my eyes, You are adorable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I might fall out of bed, I might fall asleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;But when I fall in love, would you hold me and keep ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Our little conversations,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Are turning into little sweet sensations.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Oh my God, is this true,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Can't believe Am I talking to you ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;We hardly know each other,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;But every second is like forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;And we think so similarly,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Don't you think its destiny ? Or co-incidences maybe ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;May be it'll work out,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;May be it won't&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Will time tell us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;If this is possible or nowhere ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;P.S. : Sometimes we act less and expect more, while we need to act more and expect less&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1785763424932606899-3979859749915890922?l=vishal-raj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vishal-raj.blogspot.com/feeds/3979859749915890922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1785763424932606899&amp;postID=3979859749915890922&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1785763424932606899/posts/default/3979859749915890922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1785763424932606899/posts/default/3979859749915890922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vishal-raj.blogspot.com/2011/02/to-be-or-not-to-be.html' title='To be or not to be'/><author><name>Vishal Raj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12571397184320565574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/S8LxUc0l5HI/AAAAAAAAAWM/jZK2MaaWI38/S220/IMG_2075.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KCdSzSVbGqM/TVVq2L5pb8I/AAAAAAAAAx8/Y-fliqyI8f8/s72-c/holding-hands.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1785763424932606899.post-5202547885491828206</id><published>2011-02-11T00:23:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-02-11T00:23:06.825+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hope'/><title type='text'>Rise &amp; Shine</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-C2Gyqb-2E0w/TVQzpsO9IsI/AAAAAAAAAxw/wmWGB7TA-ao/s1600/sun_in_cloud.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-C2Gyqb-2E0w/TVQzpsO9IsI/AAAAAAAAAxw/wmWGB7TA-ao/s320/sun_in_cloud.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I sit in the darks&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A light inside my heart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am holding on&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You need to rise and shine&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;for me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1785763424932606899-5202547885491828206?l=vishal-raj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vishal-raj.blogspot.com/feeds/5202547885491828206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1785763424932606899&amp;postID=5202547885491828206&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1785763424932606899/posts/default/5202547885491828206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1785763424932606899/posts/default/5202547885491828206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vishal-raj.blogspot.com/2011/02/rise-shine.html' title='Rise &amp; Shine'/><author><name>Vishal Raj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12571397184320565574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/S8LxUc0l5HI/AAAAAAAAAWM/jZK2MaaWI38/S220/IMG_2075.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-C2Gyqb-2E0w/TVQzpsO9IsI/AAAAAAAAAxw/wmWGB7TA-ao/s72-c/sun_in_cloud.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1785763424932606899.post-1734113615164531655</id><published>2011-01-28T14:25:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-01-28T14:25:15.473+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book review'/><title type='text'>Corporate Atyachaar  ...the comical journey of an office doormat</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flipkart.com/corporate-atyaachaar-abhay-nagarajan-comical-book-9380349237" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://img0.fkcdn.com/img/237/9789380349237.jpg" width="204" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-weight: normal; line-height: 17px; word-spacing: 2px;"&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-weight: normal; line-height: 17px; word-spacing: 2px;"&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;The Author&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px; word-spacing: 2px;"&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-weight: normal;"&gt;Ahay Nagrajan&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;did his schooling in Mumbai and Bangalore. He did his graduation from SRCC, Delhi and followed that up with a Masters degree in finance (MFC) form University of Delhi. He worked at University of Delhi. He worked as a financial advisor for over two years. Besides working or writings, he enjoys reading up on cricket statistics-his first love since class five. This is his debut novel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px; word-spacing: 2px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px; word-spacing: 2px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;The Book&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px; word-spacing: 2px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;The book is about the professional journey of a 24 year young guy who has just passed out of college and has been placed as Associate Finance Advisor with Wealth Capital Associated Private Limited, a Bangalore based financial firm which deals primarily with limited set of exclusive HNI clients and helps them manage their personal finances. The story begins around March 2007 when the Indian economy is booming and is completely unaware of the following economic catastrophe. &amp;nbsp;Shortly after joining, the subservient and enthusiastic lad learns that his new boss is dominating, obnoxious and has a very peculiar habit of constantly scratching his crotch. The story is a humourous journey during which the lad acquires along with professional experience, a lot of personal experiences dealing with his irritating boss and various clients of his firm and how their attitude changes with the arrival of the massive downfall of the Indian economy. &amp;nbsp;The race to save his job while still maintaining the big reputation of the employers and in order to chase his first appraisals proves to be quite ludicrously amusing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px; word-spacing: 2px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px; word-spacing: 2px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px; word-spacing: 2px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Verdict&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px; word-spacing: 2px;"&gt;This is a debut book of the author. Overall the story is quite simple and flows easily. &amp;nbsp;The author has been able to tickle the funny bone. &amp;nbsp;None of the situations described seemed impractical at any point. Language used is very much ordinary, and graspable. Overall, the book is quite enjoyable and can be finished in short time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px; word-spacing: 2px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px; word-spacing: 2px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Recommendation&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px; word-spacing: 2px;"&gt;As a debut author Mr. Abhay Nagrajan has done quite appreciable job. &amp;nbsp;He chose a storyline which is part of the life of an ordinary employed person. &amp;nbsp;The front-cover of the book has been sparsely decorated but tries to insinuate the happenings in the story. &amp;nbsp;And last but not the least, the book has been priced reasonably.&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.flipkart.com/corporate-atyaachaar-abhay-nagarajan-comical-book-9380349237"&gt;Click here&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;to buy the book on&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://flipkart.com/"&gt;flipkart.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px; word-spacing: 2px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px; word-spacing: 2px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Details&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="product_details_keys" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Book:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="product_details_values" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; text-transform: capitalize;"&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-weight: normal;"&gt;Corporate Atyaachaar : The Comical Journey Of An Office Doormat&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;span class="product_details_keys" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Author:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="product_details_values" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; text-transform: capitalize;"&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-weight: normal;"&gt;Abhay Nagarajan&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;span class="product_details_keys" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; font-weight: bold;"&gt;ISBN:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="product_details_values" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; text-transform: capitalize;"&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h2 style="display: inline; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; font-weight: normal; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-weight: normal;"&gt;9380349237&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="product_details_keys" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; font-weight: bold;"&gt;ISBN-13:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="product_details_values" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; text-transform: capitalize;"&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h2 style="display: inline; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; font-weight: normal; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-weight: normal;"&gt;9789380349237&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-weight: normal;"&gt;,&amp;nbsp;&lt;h2 style="display: inline; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; font-weight: normal; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;978-9380349237&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;span class="product_details_keys" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Binding:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="product_details_values" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; text-transform: capitalize;"&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-weight: normal;"&gt;Paperback&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;span class="product_details_keys" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Publishing Date:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="product_details_values" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; text-transform: capitalize;"&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-weight: normal;"&gt;2010&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;span class="product_details_keys" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Publisher:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="product_details_values" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; text-transform: capitalize;"&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-weight: normal;"&gt;Srishti Publishers&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;span class="product_details_keys" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Edition:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="product_details_values" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; text-transform: capitalize;"&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-weight: normal;"&gt;2010&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;span class="product_details_keys" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Language:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="product_details_values" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; text-transform: capitalize;"&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-weight: normal;"&gt;English&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px; word-spacing: 2px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px; word-spacing: 2px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px; word-spacing: 2px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px; word-spacing: 2px;"&gt;*NOTE: Upon request from Abhay, I am hereby publishing my personal views on his debut book and do not mean any kind of offence to anybody by any means.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1785763424932606899-1734113615164531655?l=vishal-raj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vishal-raj.blogspot.com/feeds/1734113615164531655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1785763424932606899&amp;postID=1734113615164531655&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1785763424932606899/posts/default/1734113615164531655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1785763424932606899/posts/default/1734113615164531655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vishal-raj.blogspot.com/2011/01/corporate-atyachaar-comical-journey-of.html' title='Corporate Atyachaar  ...the comical journey of an office doormat'/><author><name>Vishal Raj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12571397184320565574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/S8LxUc0l5HI/AAAAAAAAAWM/jZK2MaaWI38/S220/IMG_2075.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1785763424932606899.post-858632271255367620</id><published>2011-01-16T23:01:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-01-16T23:01:35.049+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='You'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Just do it !!!</title><content type='html'>Be with the one who makes you happy&lt;br /&gt;The one who makes you smile&lt;br /&gt;The one who can make you laugh&lt;br /&gt;And each day worth while&lt;br /&gt;Live life for the moment&lt;br /&gt;Try to make it last long&lt;br /&gt;Because life is too short&lt;br /&gt;It passes by so fast&lt;br /&gt;So when you find love&lt;br /&gt;Don't let it slip away&lt;br /&gt;Hold it tight, close, forever&lt;br /&gt;And cherish it each day&lt;br /&gt;As long as you are happy&lt;br /&gt;That is what you &amp;nbsp;should do&lt;br /&gt;Love that someone and let them know&lt;br /&gt;Before the life is through!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1785763424932606899-858632271255367620?l=vishal-raj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vishal-raj.blogspot.com/feeds/858632271255367620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1785763424932606899&amp;postID=858632271255367620&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1785763424932606899/posts/default/858632271255367620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1785763424932606899/posts/default/858632271255367620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vishal-raj.blogspot.com/2011/01/just-do-it.html' title='Just do it !!!'/><author><name>Vishal Raj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12571397184320565574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/S8LxUc0l5HI/AAAAAAAAAWM/jZK2MaaWI38/S220/IMG_2075.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1785763424932606899.post-2862395201731346450</id><published>2010-11-26T09:34:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-11-26T09:34:51.114+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book review'/><title type='text'>Johnny Gone Down - Karan Bajaj</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img2.fkcdn.com/img/868/9788172237868.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://img2.fkcdn.com/img/868/9788172237868.jpg" width="201" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: serif; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Johnny Gone Down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: serif; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: serif; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;by&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: serif; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: serif; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Karan Bajaj&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For those who love to read fiction, but mind it, I am not talking about fairy tale lovers, would definitely love to read it. Beautifully crafted and stitched with real world happenings, Karan has done a fantastic job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its story of life of Nikhil, an MIT graduate. How life turns upside down for him as he plans his vacation to Cambodia with his friend Sam. How he manages to escape from there the Khmer Rogue, peaceful monk life at the monastery, uncertain life as a Brazillian drug lord, to a multi-millionaire software developer and then back to what we consider a normal life. And certainly love does not misses to touch his life. A thoroughly complete journey of adventure, excitement, hope, love, fear, friendship and every other emotion you can think of, has been poured in. Interestingly the book manages to keep you glued to it from the first to last page.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end of the book, it might seem a little bit of unrealistic life one can have who has the best out of the worst fate in this universe, but none the less, reading it is very much enjoyable. Recommended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Image source :&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flipkart.com/"&gt;http://www.flipkart.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1785763424932606899-2862395201731346450?l=vishal-raj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vishal-raj.blogspot.com/feeds/2862395201731346450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1785763424932606899&amp;postID=2862395201731346450&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1785763424932606899/posts/default/2862395201731346450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1785763424932606899/posts/default/2862395201731346450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vishal-raj.blogspot.com/2010/11/johnny-gone-down-karan-bajaj.html' title='Johnny Gone Down - Karan Bajaj'/><author><name>Vishal Raj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12571397184320565574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/S8LxUc0l5HI/AAAAAAAAAWM/jZK2MaaWI38/S220/IMG_2075.JPG'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1785763424932606899.post-7275810527932054840</id><published>2010-11-21T08:51:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2010-11-23T12:12:59.331+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shared'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiration'/><title type='text'>The Story of Appreciation</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TOiPD1B_upI/AAAAAAAAAvM/2P5b8Lsfcqw/s1600/story-of-appreciation.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TOiPD1B_upI/AAAAAAAAAvM/2P5b8Lsfcqw/s1600/story-of-appreciation.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;One young academically excellent person went to apply for a managerial position in a big company. He passed the first interview, the director did the last interview, made the last decision. The director discovered from the CV that the youth's academical achievements were excellent all the way, from the secondary school until the postgraduate research, never had a year when he did not score. The director asked, "Did you obtain any scholarships in school?" the youth answered "none". The director asked, " Was it your father who paid for your school fees?"The youth answered, "My father passed away when I was one year old, it was my mother who paid for my school fees. The director asked, " Where did your mother work?" The youth answered, "My mother worked as clothes cleaner. The director requested the youth to show his hands. The youth showed a pair of hands that were smooth and perfect. The director asked, " Have you ever helped your mother wash the clothes before?" The youth answered, "Never, my mother always wanted me to study and read more books. Furthermore, my mother can wash clothes faster than me. The director said, "I have a request. When you go back today, go and clean your mother's hands, and then see me tomorrow morning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The youth felt that his chance of landing the job was high. When he went back, he happily requested his mother to let him clean her hands. His mother felt strange, happy but with mixed feelings, she showed her hands to the kid. The youth cleaned his mother's hands slowly. His tear fell as he did that. It was the first time he noticed that his mother's hands were so wrinkled, and there were so many bruises in her hands. Some bruises were so painful that his mother shivered when they were cleaned with water. This was the first time the youth realized that it was these pair of hands that washed the clothes everyday to enable him to pay the school fee. The bruises in the mother's hands were the price that the mother had to pay for his graduation, academic excellence and his future. After finishing the cleaning of his mother hands, the youth quietly washed all the remaining clothes for his mother. That night, mother and son talked for a very long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next morning, the youth went to the director's office. The Director noticed the tears in the youth's eyes, asked: " Can you tell me what have you done and learned yesterday in your house?" The youth answered, " I cleaned my mother's hand, and also finished cleaning all the remaining clothes' The Director asked, " please tell me your feelings." The youth said, Number 1, I know now what is appreciation. Without my mother, there would not the successful me today. Number 2, by working together and helping my mother, only I now realize how difficult and tough it is to get something done. Number 3, I have come to appreciate the importance and value of family relationship. The director said, " This is what I am looking for to be my manager. I want to recruit a person who can appreciate the help of others, a person who knows the sufferings of others to get things done, and a person who would not put money as his only goal in life. You are hired. Later on, this young person worked very hard, and received the respect of his subordinates. Every employee worked diligently and as a team. The company's performance improved tremendously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A child, who has been protected and habitually given whatever he wanted,would develop "entitlement mentality" and would always put himself first.He would be ignorant of his parent's efforts. When he starts work, he assumes that every person must listen to him, and when he becomes a manager, he would never know the sufferings of his employees and would always blame others. For this kind of people, who may be good academically, may be successful for a while, but eventually would not feel sense of achievement. He will grumble and be full of hatred and fight for more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we are this kind of protective parents, are we really showing love or are we destroying the kid instead? You can let your kid live in a big house, eat a good meal, learn piano, watch a big screen TV. But when you are cutting grass, please let them experience it. After a meal, let them wash their plates and bowls together with their brothers and sisters. It is not because you do not have money to hire a maid, but it is because you want to love them in a right way. You want them to understand, no matter how rich their parents are, one day their hair will grow gray, same as the mother of that young person. The most important thing is your kid learns how to appreciate the effort and experience the difficulty and learns the ability to work with others to get things done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;P.S. &amp;nbsp;This was shared by one of my Facebook friend&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/aswaniks"&gt;Aswani Srivastava&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/note.php?note_id=10150313822455462&amp;amp;comments"&gt;Click here&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;to view the original note shared by him on facebook.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1785763424932606899-7275810527932054840?l=vishal-raj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/S8LxUc0l5HI/AAAAAAAAAWM/jZK2MaaWI38/S220/IMG_2075.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TOiPD1B_upI/AAAAAAAAAvM/2P5b8Lsfcqw/s72-c/story-of-appreciation.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1785763424932606899.post-8615104892232640855</id><published>2010-11-20T17:05:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-11-20T17:05:16.286+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='destiny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pain'/><title type='text'>Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TOYQ7-S6FVI/AAAAAAAAAvI/oct1CnTmhvE/s1600/reelmovienews-dancing-in-the-rain.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="207" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TOYQ7-S6FVI/AAAAAAAAAvI/oct1CnTmhvE/s320/reelmovienews-dancing-in-the-rain.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Everybody wants happiness&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nobody wants pain&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But you can't have a rainbow&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Without little rain&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/1785763424932606899-8615104892232640855?l=vishal-raj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vishal-raj.blogspot.com/feeds/8615104892232640855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1785763424932606899&amp;postID=8615104892232640855&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1785763424932606899/posts/default/8615104892232640855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1785763424932606899/posts/default/8615104892232640855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vishal-raj.blogspot.com/2010/11/life.html' title='Life'/><author><name>Vishal Raj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12571397184320565574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/S8LxUc0l5HI/AAAAAAAAAWM/jZK2MaaWI38/S220/IMG_2075.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TOYQ7-S6FVI/AAAAAAAAAvI/oct1CnTmhvE/s72-c/reelmovienews-dancing-in-the-rain.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1785763424932606899.post-2117671327937351823</id><published>2010-11-09T01:58:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2010-11-10T16:56:03.804+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='You and Me'/><title type='text'>The lonely walker</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TNhbFFOS-JI/AAAAAAAAAuw/pdjcsr2F-uU/s1600/alone-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TNhbFFOS-JI/AAAAAAAAAuw/pdjcsr2F-uU/s400/alone-2.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I wander through the loose mornings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;so different from those spent together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;which had so much of our absurd chats&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I drift through the aimless afternoons&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;so different from those spent together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;which had so much of our savoured lunches&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I walk through the solitary evening&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;so differnet from those spent together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;which had so much of chit-chat coffee breaks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I tramp through the lonely dusks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;so different from those spent together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;which had so much fun driving together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I roam through the empty pre-nights&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;so different from those spent together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;which had so much of our naughtiness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I stroll through the sleepless nights&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;so different from those spent together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;which had so much of our togetherness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I maunder through the dreamy dawns&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;so different from those spent together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;which had so much of our shared dreams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;And I wish I could turn back the time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;again and again to relive those moments&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1785763424932606899-2117671327937351823?l=vishal-raj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vishal-raj.blogspot.com/feeds/2117671327937351823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1785763424932606899&amp;postID=2117671327937351823&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1785763424932606899/posts/default/2117671327937351823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1785763424932606899/posts/default/2117671327937351823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vishal-raj.blogspot.com/2010/11/lonely-walker.html' title='The lonely walker'/><author><name>Vishal Raj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12571397184320565574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/S8LxUc0l5HI/AAAAAAAAAWM/jZK2MaaWI38/S220/IMG_2075.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TNhbFFOS-JI/AAAAAAAAAuw/pdjcsr2F-uU/s72-c/alone-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1785763424932606899.post-7610312640791515133</id><published>2010-11-08T16:29:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-11-08T16:29:03.383+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pain'/><title type='text'>दिवाना</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TNfXSU83ZlI/AAAAAAAAAuo/BEkajo2igA4/s1600/cpl-in-blue.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TNfXSU83ZlI/AAAAAAAAAuo/BEkajo2igA4/s400/cpl-in-blue.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if you'll look into my eyes; ever&lt;br /&gt;And still find the love that prevailed between us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My eyes still lust for one look of yours&lt;br /&gt;My hands rise in vain to touch you again&lt;br /&gt;My lips long for the moisture of your kisses&lt;br /&gt;My soul lurks for yours&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing more that I wish for&lt;br /&gt;And you are nowhere around to love me; ever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;दिवाना हँसता है तो हँसने दे यार &lt;br /&gt;बेचारा तन्हाई में बैठ कर रोया बहुत है&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Just wanted to add the last two irrelevant lines for me; and for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1785763424932606899-7610312640791515133?l=vishal-raj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vishal-raj.blogspot.com/feeds/7610312640791515133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1785763424932606899&amp;postID=7610312640791515133&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1785763424932606899/posts/default/7610312640791515133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1785763424932606899/posts/default/7610312640791515133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vishal-raj.blogspot.com/2010/11/blog-post.html' title='दिवाना'/><author><name>Vishal Raj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12571397184320565574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/S8LxUc0l5HI/AAAAAAAAAWM/jZK2MaaWI38/S220/IMG_2075.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TNfXSU83ZlI/AAAAAAAAAuo/BEkajo2igA4/s72-c/cpl-in-blue.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1785763424932606899.post-5330018247109756585</id><published>2010-11-07T23:40:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2010-11-08T18:31:24.224+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book review'/><title type='text'>Ripples - Short Stories by Indian Women Writers</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TNbpvx46dMI/AAAAAAAAAuk/UC97ZjssZrA/s1600/ripples.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="484" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TNbpvx46dMI/AAAAAAAAAuk/UC97ZjssZrA/s640/ripples.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upon suggestion by my blogger and Facebook friend &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/tikulicious"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Mrs. Tikulli Dogra&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, I bought myself a copy of&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/pages/Ripples-by-APK-Publishers/105591689505110"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ripples - Short Stories by Indian Woman Writers&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Thanks to Mr. Prashant Karhade for the strong yet beautiful foreword in the book. It arises interest even before one starts reading the book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The book is a collection of 48 short stories &lt;span id="goog_50686827"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_50686828"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;by 26 very talented women writers. Every story delightfully narrates various forms of&amp;nbsp;human emotion. While reading, every time you reach the end of the story, you'll either of the two expression - you'll be amused and&amp;nbsp;say "beautiful", or rather you might be shocked and say "what the hell !!". Every story unveils a new dimension of the human emotion.&amp;nbsp;Personally, I was touched by each content. Though every story stand far apart from each other, they are complete in themselves and&amp;nbsp;are able to bring out the best. Every story has been so beautifully crafted that you could almost picture them being played in front&amp;nbsp;of your eyes. Though I am not a very keen reader of fiction, but this book does deserves special place in my bookshelf, pretty sure&amp;nbsp;that I would read it time and again and it would amuse me like it did for this first time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And last but not least, I will say this book is definitely worth reading. Do get yourself a copy of &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/pages/Ripples-by-APK-Publishers/105591689505110"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ripples - Short Stories by Indian Woman Writers&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers !!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1785763424932606899-5330018247109756585?l=vishal-raj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vishal-raj.blogspot.com/feeds/5330018247109756585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1785763424932606899&amp;postID=5330018247109756585&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1785763424932606899/posts/default/5330018247109756585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1785763424932606899/posts/default/5330018247109756585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vishal-raj.blogspot.com/2010/11/ripples-short-stories-by-indian-women.html' title='Ripples - Short Stories by Indian Women Writers'/><author><name>Vishal Raj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12571397184320565574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/S8LxUc0l5HI/AAAAAAAAAWM/jZK2MaaWI38/S220/IMG_2075.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TNbpvx46dMI/AAAAAAAAAuk/UC97ZjssZrA/s72-c/ripples.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1785763424932606899.post-8462550195297833796</id><published>2010-11-06T01:34:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-11-06T01:34:39.149+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humour'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='witty'/><title type='text'>Healthy level of insanity</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span id="goog_824909236"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_824909237"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;To Maintain A Healthy Level Of Insanity&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.. At Lunch Time, Sit In Your Parked Car With Sunglasses on and point a Hair Dryer At Passing Cars. See If They Slow Down.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Page Yourself Over The Intercom. Don't Disguise Your Voice!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Every Time Someone Asks You To Do Something, ask If They Want Fries with that.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Put Decaf In The Coffee Maker For 3 Weeks . Once Everyone has Gotten Over Their Caffeine Addictions, Switch to Espresso.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. In the Memo Field Of All Your Checks, Write ' For Marijuana.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Skip down the hall Rather Than Walk and see how many looks you get.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Order a Diet Water whenever you go out to eat, with a serious face.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Specify That Your Drive-through Order Is 'To Go'.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Sing Along At The Opera.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Five Days In Advance, Tell Your Friends You Can't Attend Their Party Because You have a headache.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. When The Money Comes Out The ATM, Scream 'I Won! I Won!'&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. When Leaving the Zoo, Start Running towards the Parking lot, Yelling 'Run For Your Lives! They're Loose!'&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Tell Your Children Over Dinner, 'Due To The Economy, We Are Going To Have To Let One Of You Go.'&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And The Final Way To Keep A Healthy Level Of Insanity&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. PICK UP A BOX OF CONDOMS AT THE PHARMACY, GO TO THE COUNTER AND ASK WHERE THE FITTING ROOM IS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I bet the best is the one below you see.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TNMVhT2YaOI/AAAAAAAAAuY/Tnu1ZoQBJK0/s1600/ATT00004.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TNMVhT2YaOI/AAAAAAAAAuY/Tnu1ZoQBJK0/s640/ATT00004.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sincere thanks to my friend who sent me this email.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1785763424932606899-8462550195297833796?l=vishal-raj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vishal-raj.blogspot.com/feeds/8462550195297833796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1785763424932606899&amp;postID=8462550195297833796&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1785763424932606899/posts/default/8462550195297833796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1785763424932606899/posts/default/8462550195297833796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vishal-raj.blogspot.com/2010/11/healthy-level-of-insanity.html' title='Healthy level of insanity'/><author><name>Vishal Raj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12571397184320565574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/S8LxUc0l5HI/AAAAAAAAAWM/jZK2MaaWI38/S220/IMG_2075.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TNMVhT2YaOI/AAAAAAAAAuY/Tnu1ZoQBJK0/s72-c/ATT00004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1785763424932606899.post-6083125883357213393</id><published>2010-10-30T11:57:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-10-30T11:57:32.453+05:30</updated><title type='text'>The vague efforts...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TMrLInZWa6I/AAAAAAAAAtw/IqNkgUsy9_Y/s1600/sad+boy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TMrLInZWa6I/AAAAAAAAAtw/IqNkgUsy9_Y/s200/sad+boy.jpg" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;I'm trying hard&lt;br /&gt;really&lt;br /&gt;not to cry over you&lt;br /&gt;because&lt;br /&gt;every tear is just one more reminder&lt;br /&gt;that&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how to let you&lt;br /&gt;GO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1785763424932606899-6083125883357213393?l=vishal-raj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vishal-raj.blogspot.com/feeds/6083125883357213393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1785763424932606899&amp;postID=6083125883357213393&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1785763424932606899/posts/default/6083125883357213393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1785763424932606899/posts/default/6083125883357213393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vishal-raj.blogspot.com/2010/10/vague-efforts.html' title='The vague efforts...'/><author><name>Vishal Raj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12571397184320565574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/S8LxUc0l5HI/AAAAAAAAAWM/jZK2MaaWI38/S220/IMG_2075.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TMrLInZWa6I/AAAAAAAAAtw/IqNkgUsy9_Y/s72-c/sad+boy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1785763424932606899.post-2575946065026384483</id><published>2010-10-29T12:08:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-10-29T12:08:20.979+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='You and Me'/><title type='text'>Your worth</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TBmvyYfPJBI/AAAAAAAAAdE/y9TRjrulPe0/s1600/flickr-2.com.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TBmvyYfPJBI/AAAAAAAAAdE/y9TRjrulPe0/s320/flickr-2.com.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;The harder I am trying to be without you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Tougher it is getting to be without you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Because its only you who completes me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1785763424932606899-2575946065026384483?l=vishal-raj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vishal-raj.blogspot.com/feeds/2575946065026384483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1785763424932606899&amp;postID=2575946065026384483&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1785763424932606899/posts/default/2575946065026384483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1785763424932606899/posts/default/2575946065026384483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vishal-raj.blogspot.com/2010/10/your-worth.html' title='Your worth'/><author><name>Vishal Raj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12571397184320565574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/S8LxUc0l5HI/AAAAAAAAAWM/jZK2MaaWI38/S220/IMG_2075.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TBmvyYfPJBI/AAAAAAAAAdE/y9TRjrulPe0/s72-c/flickr-2.com.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1785763424932606899.post-6547523625541570841</id><published>2010-10-27T12:23:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-10-27T12:23:15.931+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wordless wednesday'/><title type='text'>Wordless Wednesday - 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TMfLFLa1M0I/AAAAAAAAAts/v27l3H8Llhk/s1600/i_love_you_002.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="497" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TMfLFLa1M0I/AAAAAAAAAts/v27l3H8Llhk/s640/i_love_you_002.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;image courtesy :&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://c.universalscraps.com/files/en/i.love.you/i_love_you_002.jpg"&gt;universalscraps.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1785763424932606899-6547523625541570841?l=vishal-raj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vishal-raj.blogspot.com/feeds/6547523625541570841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1785763424932606899&amp;postID=6547523625541570841&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1785763424932606899/posts/default/6547523625541570841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1785763424932606899/posts/default/6547523625541570841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vishal-raj.blogspot.com/2010/10/wordless-wednesday-2.html' title='Wordless Wednesday - 2'/><author><name>Vishal Raj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12571397184320565574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/S8LxUc0l5HI/AAAAAAAAAWM/jZK2MaaWI38/S220/IMG_2075.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TMfLFLa1M0I/AAAAAAAAAts/v27l3H8Llhk/s72-c/i_love_you_002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1785763424932606899.post-8013414818262768148</id><published>2010-10-22T23:08:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-10-22T23:08:44.423+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pain'/><title type='text'>The confession</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TMHKsEtX3mI/AAAAAAAAAtk/fHyhCArskdM/s1600/glogster.com.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TMHKsEtX3mI/AAAAAAAAAtk/fHyhCArskdM/s320/glogster.com.jpg" width="219" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The worst part&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;of our separation&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;isn't that&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;with each passing day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I feel like I need you more&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but the fact&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;that&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;you don't need me at all&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1785763424932606899-8013414818262768148?l=vishal-raj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vishal-raj.blogspot.com/feeds/8013414818262768148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1785763424932606899&amp;postID=8013414818262768148&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1785763424932606899/posts/default/8013414818262768148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1785763424932606899/posts/default/8013414818262768148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vishal-raj.blogspot.com/2010/10/confession.html' title='The confession'/><author><name>Vishal Raj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12571397184320565574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/S8LxUc0l5HI/AAAAAAAAAWM/jZK2MaaWI38/S220/IMG_2075.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TMHKsEtX3mI/AAAAAAAAAtk/fHyhCArskdM/s72-c/glogster.com.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1785763424932606899.post-5639140916651626822</id><published>2010-10-13T09:34:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-10-13T09:34:48.321+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humour'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='johnny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='witty'/><title type='text'>Son of a bitch</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TLUvYKe2S2I/AAAAAAAAAtY/07-fVdUmlVY/s1600/C:%5Cfakepath%5CSon+of+s+back.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TLUvYKe2S2I/AAAAAAAAAtY/07-fVdUmlVY/s320/C:%5Cfakepath%5CSon+of+s+back.jpg" width="246" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little Johnny was doing his math homework. He said to himself, "Two plus five, that son of a bitch is seven. Three plus six, that son of a bitch is nine."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His mother heard what he was saying and gasped, "What are you doing?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The little boy answered, "I'm doing my math homework."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" And this is how your teacher taught you to do it?" the mother asked. "Yes," he answered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Infuriated, she called Little Johnny's teacher the next day, "What are you teaching my son in class?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The teacher replied, "Right now, we are learning addition." The mother asked, "And are you teaching them to say two plus two, that son of a bitch is four?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the teacher stopped laughing, she answered, "&lt;i&gt;What I taught them was, two plus two,the sum of which is four.&lt;/i&gt;"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1785763424932606899-5639140916651626822?l=vishal-raj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vishal-raj.blogspot.com/feeds/5639140916651626822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1785763424932606899&amp;postID=5639140916651626822&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1785763424932606899/posts/default/5639140916651626822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1785763424932606899/posts/default/5639140916651626822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vishal-raj.blogspot.com/2010/10/son-of-bitch.html' title='Son of a bitch'/><author><name>Vishal Raj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12571397184320565574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/S8LxUc0l5HI/AAAAAAAAAWM/jZK2MaaWI38/S220/IMG_2075.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TLUvYKe2S2I/AAAAAAAAAtY/07-fVdUmlVY/s72-c/C:%5Cfakepath%5CSon+of+s+back.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1785763424932606899.post-6619662037803269871</id><published>2010-10-11T10:20:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-10-11T10:20:44.674+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humour'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='witty'/><title type='text'>Little Johnny's salesmanship</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TLKXDLawj5I/AAAAAAAAAtU/Esnz-9SlhEQ/s1600/C:%5Cfakepath%5Cboy_toothbrush_sm.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TLKXDLawj5I/AAAAAAAAAtU/Esnz-9SlhEQ/s320/C:%5Cfakepath%5Cboy_toothbrush_sm.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids filed back into class Monday morning. They were very excited. Their weekend assignment was to sell something, then give a talk on productive salesmanship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little Sally led off: "I sold girl scout cookies and I made $30," she said proudly, "My sales approach was to appeal to the customer's civil spirit and I credit that approach for my obvious success."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Very good," said the teacher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little Jenny was next: "I sold magazines," she said, "I made $45 and I explained to everyone that magazines would keep them up oncurrent events."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Very good, Jenny," said the teacher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eventually, it was Little Johnny's turn. The teacher held her breath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little Johnny walked to the front of the classroom and dumped a box full of cash on the teacher's desk. "$2,467," he said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"$2,467!" cried the teacher, "What in the world were you selling?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Toothbrushes," said Little Johnny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Toothbrushes," echoed the teacher, "How could you possibly sell enough tooth brushes to make that much money?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I found the busiest corner in town," said Little Johnny, "I set up a Dip &amp;amp; Chip stand. I gave everybody who walked by a sample. They all said the same thing, "Hey, this tastes like shit!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I would say, "It is shit. Wanna buy a toothbrush?"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1785763424932606899-6619662037803269871?l=vishal-raj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vishal-raj.blogspot.com/feeds/6619662037803269871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1785763424932606899&amp;postID=6619662037803269871&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1785763424932606899/posts/default/6619662037803269871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1785763424932606899/posts/default/6619662037803269871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vishal-raj.blogspot.com/2010/10/little-johnnys-salesmanship.html' title='Little Johnny&apos;s salesmanship'/><author><name>Vishal Raj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12571397184320565574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/S8LxUc0l5HI/AAAAAAAAAWM/jZK2MaaWI38/S220/IMG_2075.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TLKXDLawj5I/AAAAAAAAAtU/Esnz-9SlhEQ/s72-c/C:%5Cfakepath%5Cboy_toothbrush_sm.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1785763424932606899.post-1724921156938057102</id><published>2010-10-08T23:08:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-10-08T23:08:14.166+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pain'/><title type='text'>The Broken Bridge</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TK9WSngDTRI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/EnhfvIwRI3Q/s1600/C:%5Cfakepath%5Cbroken+bridge.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TK9WSngDTRI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/EnhfvIwRI3Q/s320/C:%5Cfakepath%5Cbroken+bridge.jpg" width="257" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I stand this side,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You stand the other side&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Between us&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lies this broken bridge...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1785763424932606899-1724921156938057102?l=vishal-raj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vishal-raj.blogspot.com/feeds/1724921156938057102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1785763424932606899&amp;postID=1724921156938057102&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1785763424932606899/posts/default/1724921156938057102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1785763424932606899/posts/default/1724921156938057102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vishal-raj.blogspot.com/2010/10/broken-bridge.html' title='The Broken Bridge'/><author><name>Vishal Raj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12571397184320565574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/S8LxUc0l5HI/AAAAAAAAAWM/jZK2MaaWI38/S220/IMG_2075.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TK9WSngDTRI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/EnhfvIwRI3Q/s72-c/C:%5Cfakepath%5Cbroken+bridge.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1785763424932606899.post-3719967756675778798</id><published>2010-10-07T23:27:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-10-07T23:27:07.138+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Come back....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TK4Jch2tBAI/AAAAAAAAAtM/-jBh4jmgp7U/s1600/C:%5Cfakepath%5Cintro.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TK4Jch2tBAI/AAAAAAAAAtM/-jBh4jmgp7U/s400/C:%5Cfakepath%5Cintro.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will ya come back, ever again ?&lt;br /&gt;Coz I want to you look back,&lt;br /&gt;I am standing over there, where ya left me&lt;br /&gt;Waiting to hear from you, once again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh !! please come back for I can't stand anymore&lt;br /&gt;hold my hand n hold me over, or else&lt;br /&gt;the world shall push me n I'll be lost somewhere&lt;br /&gt;you'll not be able to find me again, ever&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1785763424932606899-3719967756675778798?l=vishal-raj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vishal-raj.blogspot.com/feeds/3719967756675778798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1785763424932606899&amp;postID=3719967756675778798&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1785763424932606899/posts/default/3719967756675778798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1785763424932606899/posts/default/3719967756675778798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vishal-raj.blogspot.com/2010/10/come-back.html' title='Come back....'/><author><name>Vishal Raj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12571397184320565574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/S8LxUc0l5HI/AAAAAAAAAWM/jZK2MaaWI38/S220/IMG_2075.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TK4Jch2tBAI/AAAAAAAAAtM/-jBh4jmgp7U/s72-c/C:%5Cfakepath%5Cintro.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1785763424932606899.post-1127317841953346654</id><published>2010-10-07T01:59:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-10-07T01:59:06.163+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pain'/><title type='text'>Hurt again...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TKzbMXeIXdI/AAAAAAAAAtI/IQNLG8DLj10/s1600/C:%5Cfakepath%5Churt-thomas-cooksey-00.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="217" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TKzbMXeIXdI/AAAAAAAAAtI/IQNLG8DLj10/s320/C:%5Cfakepath%5Churt-thomas-cooksey-00.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The dreams that once twinkled my eyes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;now hurt more than just anything...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The songs that once amused my heart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;now hurt more than just anything...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The moments that once sparkled my life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;now hurt more than just anything...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The person that once enlightened my soul&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;now hurts more than just anything...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1785763424932606899-1127317841953346654?l=vishal-raj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vishal-raj.blogspot.com/feeds/1127317841953346654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1785763424932606899&amp;postID=1127317841953346654&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1785763424932606899/posts/default/1127317841953346654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1785763424932606899/posts/default/1127317841953346654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vishal-raj.blogspot.com/2010/10/hurt-again.html' title='Hurt again...'/><author><name>Vishal Raj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12571397184320565574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/S8LxUc0l5HI/AAAAAAAAAWM/jZK2MaaWI38/S220/IMG_2075.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TKzbMXeIXdI/AAAAAAAAAtI/IQNLG8DLj10/s72-c/C:%5Cfakepath%5Churt-thomas-cooksey-00.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1785763424932606899.post-5482475762505214118</id><published>2010-10-05T14:21:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-10-05T14:21:53.238+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humour'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='witty'/><title type='text'>Little Johnny's</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TKrjUMApP-I/AAAAAAAAAs8/syap0O9E6cM/s1600/table-lamp.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="281" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TKrjUMApP-I/AAAAAAAAAs8/syap0O9E6cM/s320/table-lamp.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day, Little Johnny's teacher, Miss Figpot asked the class if they could name some things you can suck!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ice cream, ma'am!" Little Mary answered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Good, Mary." Miss Figpot said, "Anyone else?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"How about a lollipop!" said Steven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Very good, now it's your turn Johnny!", the teacher said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little Johnny, sitting at back then answered, "A lamp!".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The teacher and all of the students wondered about his answer. The teacher asked him, "Johnny, why do you think one can suck a lamp?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Last night when I passed my parents room", Little Johnny answered, "I heard my mom say, turn off the lamp, honey and let me suck it."&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Image courtesy: dhgate.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1785763424932606899-5482475762505214118?l=vishal-raj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vishal-raj.blogspot.com/feeds/5482475762505214118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1785763424932606899&amp;postID=5482475762505214118&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1785763424932606899/posts/default/5482475762505214118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1785763424932606899/posts/default/5482475762505214118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vishal-raj.blogspot.com/2010/10/little-johnnys.html' title='Little Johnny&apos;s'/><author><name>Vishal Raj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12571397184320565574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/S8LxUc0l5HI/AAAAAAAAAWM/jZK2MaaWI38/S220/IMG_2075.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TKrjUMApP-I/AAAAAAAAAs8/syap0O9E6cM/s72-c/table-lamp.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1785763424932606899.post-2346674042813268626</id><published>2010-09-20T12:21:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-09-20T12:21:39.472+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humour'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='witty'/><title type='text'>Legal &amp; Logical</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TJcEMfXy7PI/AAAAAAAAAsk/DaGovrS1fUE/s1600/stores2b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="235" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TJcEMfXy7PI/AAAAAAAAAsk/DaGovrS1fUE/s320/stores2b.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;After having failed his exam in &lt;i&gt;Logistics and&amp;nbsp;Organization&lt;/i&gt;, the student goes and confronts his&amp;nbsp;lecturer about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Student: "Sir, do you really understand anything about&amp;nbsp;the subject ?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Professor: "Surely I must. Otherwise I would not be a&amp;nbsp;professor!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Student: "Great, well then I would like to ask you a&amp;nbsp;question.&amp;nbsp;If you can give me the correct answer, I will accept&amp;nbsp;my mark as is and go. If you however do not know the&amp;nbsp;answer, I want you give me an 'A' for the exam. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Professor: "Okay, it's a deal. So what is the&amp;nbsp;question ?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Student: "What is legal but not logical, logical but&amp;nbsp;not legal, and neither logical nor legal ?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even after some long and hard consideration, the&amp;nbsp;professor could not give the student any answer, and&amp;nbsp;therefore changes his exam mark into an 'A', as&amp;nbsp;agreed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afterwards, the professor calls on his best student&amp;nbsp;and asks him the same question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He immediately answers: "Sir, you are 63 years old and&amp;nbsp;married to a 35 year old woman, which is legal, but&amp;nbsp;not logical. Your wife has a 25 year old lover, which&amp;nbsp;is logical, but not legal. The fact that you have&amp;nbsp;given your wife's lover an "A", although he really&amp;nbsp;should have failed, is neither legal, nor logical ."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1785763424932606899-2346674042813268626?l=vishal-raj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vishal-raj.blogspot.com/feeds/2346674042813268626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1785763424932606899&amp;postID=2346674042813268626&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1785763424932606899/posts/default/2346674042813268626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1785763424932606899/posts/default/2346674042813268626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vishal-raj.blogspot.com/2010/09/legal-logical.html' title='Legal &amp; Logical'/><author><name>Vishal Raj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12571397184320565574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/S8LxUc0l5HI/AAAAAAAAAWM/jZK2MaaWI38/S220/IMG_2075.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TJcEMfXy7PI/AAAAAAAAAsk/DaGovrS1fUE/s72-c/stores2b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1785763424932606899.post-3039563589924990697</id><published>2010-09-06T01:33:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-09-06T01:33:06.244+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humour'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='witty'/><title type='text'>The secret of successful marriage</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TIP3QnsRKAI/AAAAAAAAAsc/-CotC0Ix9NU/s1600/old-couple.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TIP3QnsRKAI/AAAAAAAAAsc/-CotC0Ix9NU/s320/old-couple.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once upon a time a married couple celebrated their 50&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; marriage anniversary. They had become famous in the city for not having a single conflict in their period of 25 years. Local newspaper editors had gathered at the occasion to find out the secret of their well known "happy going marriage".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Editor: " Sir. It's amazingly unbelievable. How did you make this possible?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Husband recalling his old honeymoon days said: "We had been to Shimla for honeymoon after marriage. Having selected the horse riding finally, we both started the ride on different horses. My horse was pretty okay but the horse on which my wife was riding seemed to be a crazy one."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way ahead, that horse jumped suddenly, making my wife topple over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recovering her position from the ground, she patted the horse's back and said: "This is your first time". She again climbed the horse and continued with the ride. After a while, it happened again. This time she again kept calm and said: "This is your second time" and continued. When the horse dropped her third time, she silently took out the revolver from the purse and shot the horse dead !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shouted at my wife: "What did you do you psycho. You killed the poor animal. Are you crazy?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She gave a silent look and said: "This is your first time!!!".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Husband: "That's it. We are happy ever after. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Image courtesy:&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://scrapetv.com/News/News%20Pages/Health/Images/old-couple.jpg"&gt;scrapetv.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1785763424932606899-3039563589924990697?l=vishal-raj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vishal-raj.blogspot.com/feeds/3039563589924990697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1785763424932606899&amp;postID=3039563589924990697&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1785763424932606899/posts/default/3039563589924990697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1785763424932606899/posts/default/3039563589924990697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vishal-raj.blogspot.com/2010/09/secret-of-successful-marriage.html' title='The secret of successful marriage'/><author><name>Vishal Raj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12571397184320565574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/S8LxUc0l5HI/AAAAAAAAAWM/jZK2MaaWI38/S220/IMG_2075.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TIP3QnsRKAI/AAAAAAAAAsc/-CotC0Ix9NU/s72-c/old-couple.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1785763424932606899.post-5004413966480438606</id><published>2010-09-03T16:22:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-09-03T16:22:32.004+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humour'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Governance System</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TIDS8obeYCI/AAAAAAAAAsU/Tox6t3sGPGg/s1600/kid_reading_newspaper.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TIDS8obeYCI/AAAAAAAAAsU/Tox6t3sGPGg/s320/kid_reading_newspaper.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a daily habit Pintu was reading newspaper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly he asked his father, "Dad! What does it mean by Governance System? "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It's like..." father said while thinking, "See! I earn and bring money to home, mean's I am a '&lt;i&gt;Money Holder&lt;/i&gt;'. Your mother decides where and how to spend that money and that means she is '&lt;i&gt;Government&lt;/i&gt;'. That maid in our home is doing all the household works, so she will be '&lt;i&gt;Labour Class&lt;/i&gt;'. You are a '&lt;i&gt;Common man&lt;/i&gt;' or '&lt;i&gt;Public&lt;/i&gt;'. Your kid brother is '&lt;i&gt;Future&lt;/i&gt;' or the '&lt;i&gt;Next Generation&lt;/i&gt;', understand?".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That day Pintu slept with all those thoughts. In the middle of the night he woke-up because his kid brother was crying. He wetted the matrices so he was crying. Pintu went to woke-up his mother. She was in deep sleep so Pintu went to the Maiden's room to wake her up. But there his father was sleeping with the maid. So he came back with frustration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next morning father asked Pintu, "Hey Pintu Darling!&amp;nbsp;You understood the Governance System'? ".&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pintu replied, "Yeah Dad, I understood! When Money Holder is exploiting Labour Class, our Government is sleeping. Future of our nation is crying for not getting their basic needs fulfilled and in all this Common Man is suffering!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Image courtesy: &lt;a href="http://www.fivehens.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/09/kid_reading_newspaper.jpg"&gt;fivehens.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1785763424932606899-5004413966480438606?l=vishal-raj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vishal-raj.blogspot.com/feeds/5004413966480438606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1785763424932606899&amp;postID=5004413966480438606&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1785763424932606899/posts/default/5004413966480438606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1785763424932606899/posts/default/5004413966480438606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vishal-raj.blogspot.com/2010/09/governance-system.html' title='Governance System'/><author><name>Vishal Raj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12571397184320565574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/S8LxUc0l5HI/AAAAAAAAAWM/jZK2MaaWI38/S220/IMG_2075.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TIDS8obeYCI/AAAAAAAAAsU/Tox6t3sGPGg/s72-c/kid_reading_newspaper.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1785763424932606899.post-6453145074864681218</id><published>2010-08-30T16:42:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-08-30T16:42:24.364+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='facts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life partner'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Am I with Right Partner ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/THuRyRpeKKI/AAAAAAAAAsM/660tbusLnmI/s1600/right-partner.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/THuRyRpeKKI/AAAAAAAAAsM/660tbusLnmI/s320/right-partner.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;During a seminar, a woman asked, "How do I know if I am with the right person?" The author then noticed that there was a large man sitting next to her so he said, "It depends. Is that your partner?" In all seriousness, she answered "How do you know?" Let me answer this question because the chances are good that it's weighing on your mind replied the author. Here's the answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every relationship has a cycle. In the beginning, you fall in love with your partner. You anticipate their calls, want their touch, and like their idiosyncrasies. Falling in love wasn't hard. In fact, it was a completely natural and spontaneous experience. You didn't have to do anything. That's why it's called "falling" in love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People in love sometimes say, "I was swept of my feet." Picture the expression. It implies that you were just standing there; doing nothing, and then something happened TO YOU. Falling in love is a passive and spontaneous experience. But after a few months or years of being together, the euphoria of love fades. It's a natural cycle of EVERY relationship. Slowly but surely, phone calls become a bother (if they come at all), touch is not always welcome (when it happens), and your spouse's idiosyncrasies, instead of being cute, drive you nuts. The symptoms of this stage vary with every relationship; you will notice a dramatic difference between the&amp;nbsp;initial stage when you were in love and a much duller or even angry subsequent stage. At this point, you and/or your partner might start asking, "Am I with the right person?" And as you reflect on the euphoria of the love you once had, you may begin to desire that experience with someone else. This is when relationships breakdown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The key to succeeding in a relationship is not finding the right person; it's learning to love the person you found.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People blame their partners for their unhappiness and look outside for fulfilment. Extramarital fulfilment comes in all shapes and sizes. Infidelity is the most common. But sometimes people turn to work, a hobby, a friendship, excessive TV, or abusive substances. But the answer to this dilemma does NOT lie outside your relationship. It lies within it. I'm not saying that you couldn't fall in love with someone else. You could. And TEMPORARILY you'd feel better. But you'd be in the same situation a few years later. Because (listen carefully to this): The key to succeeding in a relationship is not finding the right person; it's learning to love the person you found.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUSTAINING love is not a passive or spontaneous experience. You have to work on it day in and day out. It takes time, effort, and energy. And most importantly, it demands WISDOM. You have to know WHAT TO DO to make it work. Make no mistake about it. Love is NOT a mystery. There are specific things you can do (with or without your partner). Just as there are physical laws of the universe (such as gravity), there are also laws for relationships. If you know and apply these laws, the results are predictable. Love is therefore a "decision". Not just a feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Remember this always:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;God determines who walks into your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is up to you to decide who you let walk away, who you let stay,and who you refuse to let GO!!!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1785763424932606899-6453145074864681218?l=vishal-raj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vishal-raj.blogspot.com/feeds/6453145074864681218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1785763424932606899&amp;postID=6453145074864681218&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1785763424932606899/posts/default/6453145074864681218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1785763424932606899/posts/default/6453145074864681218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vishal-raj.blogspot.com/2010/08/am-i-with-right-partner.html' title='Am I with Right Partner ?'/><author><name>Vishal Raj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12571397184320565574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/S8LxUc0l5HI/AAAAAAAAAWM/jZK2MaaWI38/S220/IMG_2075.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/THuRyRpeKKI/AAAAAAAAAsM/660tbusLnmI/s72-c/right-partner.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1785763424932606899.post-6308818097304723845</id><published>2010-08-11T23:17:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-08-11T23:17:20.800+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wordless wednesday'/><title type='text'>Wordless Wednesday - 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TGLhZyDIOPI/AAAAAAAAAr8/ULQwfl5icXA/s1600/love-destroys.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TGLhZyDIOPI/AAAAAAAAAr8/ULQwfl5icXA/s400/love-destroys.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1785763424932606899-6308818097304723845?l=vishal-raj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vishal-raj.blogspot.com/feeds/6308818097304723845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1785763424932606899&amp;postID=6308818097304723845&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1785763424932606899/posts/default/6308818097304723845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1785763424932606899/posts/default/6308818097304723845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vishal-raj.blogspot.com/2010/08/wordless-wednesday-1.html' title='Wordless Wednesday - 1'/><author><name>Vishal Raj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12571397184320565574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/S8LxUc0l5HI/AAAAAAAAAWM/jZK2MaaWI38/S220/IMG_2075.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TGLhZyDIOPI/AAAAAAAAAr8/ULQwfl5icXA/s72-c/love-destroys.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1785763424932606899.post-1548888321131285290</id><published>2010-08-11T18:07:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-08-11T18:07:27.738+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humour'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='witty'/><title type='text'>How fight started</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TFvx8D34AaI/AAAAAAAAArQ/jce4DLjYuNY/s1600/HFS1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TFvx8D34AaI/AAAAAAAAArQ/jce4DLjYuNY/s200/HFS1.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One year, a husband decided to buy his mother-in-law a cemetery plot as a Christmas gift. The next year, he didn't buy her a gift. When she asked him why, he replied, "Well, you still haven't used the gift I bought you last year!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's how the fight started...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TFvx2MYsu1I/AAAAAAAAArA/tXxDc-oooXA/s1600/HFS2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TFvx2MYsu1I/AAAAAAAAArA/tXxDc-oooXA/s200/HFS2.jpg" width="160" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked my wife, "Where do you want to go for our anniversary?" It warmed my heart to see her face melt in sweet appreciation. 'Somewhere I haven't been in a long time!' she said. So I suggested, 'How about the kitchen?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: serif;"&gt;And that's how the fight started...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TFvxx3QvYpI/AAAAAAAAAq4/NIIcdudb-JI/s1600/HFS3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="125" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TFvxx3QvYpI/AAAAAAAAAq4/NIIcdudb-JI/s200/HFS3.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to talk my wife into buying a case of Haywards 5000 for $14.95. Instead, she bought a jar of cold cream for $7.95. I told her the beer would make her look better at night than the cold cream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: serif;"&gt;And that's how the fight started...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TFvxqVnWBuI/AAAAAAAAAqw/51sS3s3zwOY/s1600/HFS4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="153" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TFvxqVnWBuI/AAAAAAAAAqw/51sS3s3zwOY/s200/HFS4.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took my wife to a restaurant. The waiter, for some reason, took my order first - "I'll have the strip steak, medium rare, please." He said, "Aren't you worried about the mad cow?" "Nah, she can order for herself."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: serif;"&gt;And that's how the fight started...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TFvxmp_nMLI/AAAAAAAAAqo/YFwFWSWBoZM/s1600/HFS5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="153" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TFvxmp_nMLI/AAAAAAAAAqo/YFwFWSWBoZM/s200/HFS5.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My wife sat down on the couch next to me as I was flipping the channels. She asked, "What's on TV?" I said, "Dust."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: serif;"&gt;And that's how the fight started...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TFvxhkZKoFI/AAAAAAAAAqg/2gIMM6_lixg/s1600/HFS6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="139" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TFvxhkZKoFI/AAAAAAAAAqg/2gIMM6_lixg/s200/HFS6.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My wife was hinting about what she wanted for our upcoming anniversary. She said, "I want something shiny that goes from 0 to 200 in about 3 seconds." I bought her a scale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: serif;"&gt;And that's how the fight started...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TFvxdK-hVWI/AAAAAAAAAqY/wR1yfTF--eE/s1600/HFS7.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="139" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TFvxdK-hVWI/AAAAAAAAAqY/wR1yfTF--eE/s200/HFS7.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My wife and I were sitting at a table at her high school reunion, and she kept staring at a drunken man swigging his drink as he sat alone at a nearby table.&lt;br /&gt;I asked her - "Do you know him?'' Yes, she sighed, "He's my old boyfriend. I understand he took to drinking right after we split up those many years ago, and I hear he hasn't been sober since." "My God!" I said, "who would think a person could go on celebrating that long?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: serif;"&gt;And that's how the fight started...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TFvxXZjlc0I/AAAAAAAAAqQ/C-KxNKzkEYs/s1600/HFS8.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TFvxXZjlc0I/AAAAAAAAAqQ/C-KxNKzkEYs/s200/HFS8.jpg" width="165" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I rear-ended a car this morning. So, there we were alongside the road and slowly the other driver got out of his car.. You know how sometimes you just get so stressed and little things just seem funny? Yeah, well I couldn't believe it... he was a DWARF!!! He stormed over to my car, looked up at me, and shouted, 'I AM NOT&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY!' So, I looked down at him and said, 'Well, then which one are you?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: serif;"&gt;And that's how the fight started...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;THE ULTIMATE ONE &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;( I bet you can't stop laughing after reading this one )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TFvxR1UnyaI/AAAAAAAAAqI/fuA855lBR6Q/s1600/HFS9.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="185" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TFvxR1UnyaI/AAAAAAAAAqI/fuA855lBR6Q/s200/HFS9.gif" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE BROKEN LAWN MOWER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When our lawn mower broke and wouldn't run, my wife kept hinting to me that I &amp;nbsp;should get it fixed. But, somehow I always had something else to take care of first, the truck, the car, playing golf, Always something more important to me. Finally she thought of a clever way to make her point. When I arrived home one day, I found her seated in the tall grass, busily snipping away with a tiny pair of sewing scissors. I watched silently for a short time and then went into the house. I was&amp;nbsp;gone only a minute, and when I came out again I handed her a toothbrush. I said, 'When you finish cutting the grass, you might as well sweep the driveway.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The doctors say I will walk again, but I will always have a limp.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1785763424932606899-1548888321131285290?l=vishal-raj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vishal-raj.blogspot.com/feeds/1548888321131285290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1785763424932606899&amp;postID=1548888321131285290&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1785763424932606899/posts/default/1548888321131285290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1785763424932606899/posts/default/1548888321131285290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vishal-raj.blogspot.com/2010/08/how-fight-started.html' title='How fight started'/><author><name>Vishal Raj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12571397184320565574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/S8LxUc0l5HI/AAAAAAAAAWM/jZK2MaaWI38/S220/IMG_2075.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TFvx8D34AaI/AAAAAAAAArQ/jce4DLjYuNY/s72-c/HFS1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1785763424932606899.post-4643159322675788072</id><published>2010-08-09T21:43:00.011+05:30</published><updated>2010-08-10T11:39:49.075+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ज़िन्दगी'/><title type='text'>ज़िन्दगी</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TGAowDxHe4I/AAAAAAAAArY/CF5kGymaYUo/s1600/sand-in-hand.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TGAowDxHe4I/AAAAAAAAArY/CF5kGymaYUo/s320/sand-in-hand.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ये ज़िन्दगी रेत की तरह होती है&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;जब तक इसे खुले हाथों में रक्खो तब तक ये तुम्हारी है&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;पर अगर इसे मुट्ठी में बंद करना चाहो&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;तो ये उँगलियों के बीच से फिसल जाती है&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;यही ज़िन्दगी है &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1785763424932606899-4643159322675788072?l=vishal-raj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vishal-raj.blogspot.com/feeds/4643159322675788072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1785763424932606899&amp;postID=4643159322675788072&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1785763424932606899/posts/default/4643159322675788072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1785763424932606899/posts/default/4643159322675788072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vishal-raj.blogspot.com/2010/08/blog-post.html' title='ज़िन्दगी'/><author><name>Vishal Raj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12571397184320565574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/S8LxUc0l5HI/AAAAAAAAAWM/jZK2MaaWI38/S220/IMG_2075.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TGAowDxHe4I/AAAAAAAAArY/CF5kGymaYUo/s72-c/sand-in-hand.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1785763424932606899.post-5048906936896230102</id><published>2010-08-05T22:58:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-08-05T22:58:43.596+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humour'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='office'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='witty'/><title type='text'>Office behavior</title><content type='html'>Below mentioned are few tips on how to behave in office to appear as a very good employee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TFruhDv0ceI/AAAAAAAAAow/6hRodOewdKk/s1600/office1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TFruhDv0ceI/AAAAAAAAAow/6hRodOewdKk/s200/office1.jpg" width="161" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Never walk without a document in your hand&lt;/b&gt; - People with documents in their hand look like hardworking employee heading for important meeting. While people with nothing in their hand look like they are heading for the cafeteria. People with newspaper in their hand look like they are heading for loo. &amp;nbsp;And above all make sure that you carry loads of stuff home with you at night, thus generating the false impression that you work longer hours than you do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TFrusq6JPRI/AAAAAAAAAo4/Oe_XBFATkbw/s1600/office2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TFrusq6JPRI/AAAAAAAAAo4/Oe_XBFATkbw/s200/office2.jpg" width="170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Use computers to look busy&lt;/b&gt; - Any time you use computer, it looks like work to the casual observer. You can send and receive personal emails, chat and generally have a blast without doing anything remotely related to work. &amp;nbsp;These aren't exactly the societal benefits that the proponents of the computer revolution would like to talk about but they are not bad either. When you get caught by your boss - and you will get caught - your best defense is to claim that you were trying to learn new software, thus saving the valuable training expenses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TFru3nUXcUI/AAAAAAAAApA/GMPHgqEl5ms/s1600/office3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; display: inline !important; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="187" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TFru3nUXcUI/AAAAAAAAApA/GMPHgqEl5ms/s200/office3.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Messy desk&lt;/b&gt; - Top management can get away with clean desk. For the rest of&amp;nbsp;us, it looks like we are not working hard enough. Build huge piles of documents around your workspace. To the observer, last year's work looks the same as today's work; its the volume that counts. Pile them wide and high. If you know somebody is coming to your desk, bury the document you will need halfway down in an existing stack and rummage for it when he/she arrives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TFrvCfy-PAI/AAAAAAAAApI/1SdC6Z-cvqE/s1600/office4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="178" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TFrvCfy-PAI/AAAAAAAAApI/1SdC6Z-cvqE/s200/office4.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Voice mail&lt;/b&gt; - Never answer you phone if you have a voice mail. People don't call you just because they want to give you something for nothing - they call because they want you to work for them. That's no way to live. &amp;nbsp;Screen all your calls through voice mail. If somebody leaves a voice mail message for you and it sounds like impending work, respond during lunch hour when you know they are not there - it looks like you are hard working and conscientious even though you're being a devious weasel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TFrvRzdblxI/AAAAAAAAApQ/FYpSvtBPn5Q/s1600/office5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; display: inline !important; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="181" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TFrvRzdblxI/AAAAAAAAApQ/FYpSvtBPn5Q/s200/office5.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Look annoyed and impatient&lt;/b&gt; - Always try to look impatient and annoyed to give your bosses and colleagues the impression that you are always busy with some important projects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TFrvauEkuTI/AAAAAAAAApY/z4nHxOTONww/s1600/office6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="141" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TFrvauEkuTI/AAAAAAAAApY/z4nHxOTONww/s200/office6.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Leave the office late&lt;/b&gt; - Always leave the office late, especially when the boss is still around. You could read magazines and story books that you always wanted to read, but had no time until late before leaving. Make sure you walk past the boss's room on your way out. Send important emails at unearthly hours and during public holidays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TFrvqi0aQVI/AAAAAAAAApg/4UajQClekLQ/s1600/office7.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TFrvqi0aQVI/AAAAAAAAApg/4UajQClekLQ/s200/office7.jpg" width="154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Creative sighing for effect &lt;/b&gt;- Sigh loudly when there are &amp;nbsp;many people around, giving the impression that you are under extreme pressure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TFrv84WL3sI/AAAAAAAAApo/GcMPCKmjVoY/s1600/office8.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TFrv84WL3sI/AAAAAAAAApo/GcMPCKmjVoY/s200/office8.jpg" width="146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Stacking strategy&lt;/b&gt; - It is not enough to pile lots of documents on the table. Put lots of books on the floor etc(thick computer manuals are good option).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TFrwcNF8-wI/AAAAAAAAApw/qdLJVFt2fBw/s1600/office9.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; display: inline !important; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="128" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TFrwcNF8-wI/AAAAAAAAApw/qdLJVFt2fBw/s200/office9.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Build vocabulary&lt;/b&gt; - Read up on some computer magazines and pick out all the jargons and new products. Use the phrases &amp;nbsp;freely when in &amp;nbsp;conversations with your boss. Remember, they not necessarily have to understand all that you say but you must sound impressive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TFrxqOL6K8I/AAAAAAAAAp4/iWoUO7BGJl0/s1600/office10.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; display: inline !important; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TFrxqOL6K8I/AAAAAAAAAp4/iWoUO7BGJl0/s200/office10.jpg" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Have 2 jackets&lt;/b&gt; - If you work &amp;nbsp;in a big open plan office, always leave &amp;nbsp;a spare jacket draped over the back of your chair. This gives the impression that you are still in the premises. The second jacket should be worn while swanning around elsewhere.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TFryL5wWWNI/AAAAAAAAAqA/eshXaVRBFtc/s1600/boss_cartoon.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TFryL5wWWNI/AAAAAAAAAqA/eshXaVRBFtc/s200/boss_cartoon.jpg" width="198" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Last and the most important&lt;/b&gt; - Never let your boss let know of any of the above tricks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: serif;"&gt;Hope you enjoyed reading all this. But seriously speaking, don't follow this or you'll end up in a big mess. Because before you read this, your boss already has, so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Image courtesy: jobdig.com, inmagine.com, ineedmotivation.com, dailyclipart.net, warwick.ac.uk, sff1.com, clipartof.com, wordpress.com, clipartguide.com, cartoonstock.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1785763424932606899-5048906936896230102?l=vishal-raj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vishal-raj.blogspot.com/feeds/5048906936896230102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1785763424932606899&amp;postID=5048906936896230102&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1785763424932606899/posts/default/5048906936896230102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1785763424932606899/posts/default/5048906936896230102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vishal-raj.blogspot.com/2010/08/office-behavior.html' title='Office behavior'/><author><name>Vishal Raj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12571397184320565574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/S8LxUc0l5HI/AAAAAAAAAWM/jZK2MaaWI38/S220/IMG_2075.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TFruhDv0ceI/AAAAAAAAAow/6hRodOewdKk/s72-c/office1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1785763424932606899.post-4809817378993186191</id><published>2010-08-05T14:31:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2010-08-05T16:20:28.740+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thursday challenge'/><title type='text'>Awesome Rishikesh</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TFp8Gat1YmI/AAAAAAAAAog/pZsvRITtBfY/s1600/IMG_2077.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TFp8Gat1YmI/AAAAAAAAAog/pZsvRITtBfY/s640/IMG_2077.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: serif; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;These are the pics for my Rishikesh trip with my friends. A superb place to chill out. A must visit for every one who loves adventure, specially rafting, rock climbing etc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: serif; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;White sand beaches, cool breeze, bone-chilling water, natural beauty, lovely mountains, lots of greenery; whoa. I loved the place and is worth recommendation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: serif; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: serif; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: serif; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: serif; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TFprHbcQWRI/AAAAAAAAAoY/38BL9sYSAxc/s1600/IMG_2045.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TFprHbcQWRI/AAAAAAAAAoY/38BL9sYSAxc/s640/IMG_2045.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A very calm place away from the concrete jungle. Relaxing and soothing. Camping is the only way of available for shelter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TFp9q89X28I/AAAAAAAAAoo/y6HWvmHF8Qw/s1600/IMG_2051.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TFp9q89X28I/AAAAAAAAAoo/y6HWvmHF8Qw/s640/IMG_2051.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Weather is usually pleasant at day time and cool in nights. The serene beauty of the location is amazingly spell-bounding. Time just comes to a stand still at this place.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1785763424932606899-4809817378993186191?l=vishal-raj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vishal-raj.blogspot.com/feeds/4809817378993186191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1785763424932606899&amp;postID=4809817378993186191&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1785763424932606899/posts/default/4809817378993186191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1785763424932606899/posts/default/4809817378993186191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vishal-raj.blogspot.com/2010/08/awesome-rishikesh.html' title='Awesome Rishikesh'/><author><name>Vishal Raj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12571397184320565574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/S8LxUc0l5HI/AAAAAAAAAWM/jZK2MaaWI38/S220/IMG_2075.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TFp8Gat1YmI/AAAAAAAAAog/pZsvRITtBfY/s72-c/IMG_2077.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1785763424932606899.post-8155600617887116936</id><published>2010-08-03T23:59:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-08-03T23:59:04.216+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>You are in love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TFhdSHZqCjI/AAAAAAAAAoA/Lzl1uhNABQY/s1600/1026.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TFhdSHZqCjI/AAAAAAAAAoA/Lzl1uhNABQY/s320/1026.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;"Love" is one word of which everybody is very very familiar. But do people actually understand before jumping on the conclusion that they are in love ? I am sure love is often misunderstood for attraction, infatuation, obsession, &amp;nbsp;fascination etc. And I do agree that these are the first steps toward being in love, the initial steps. But if you are on the right path( highly dependent on your fate ), these misunderstanding gets converted to the most awaited, irresistible emotion, LOVE.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So here I mention a few points which may indicate that the person you have found is in love with you as much as you are in love with him/her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;You are absolutely comfortable with each other and feel you have known each other since long, even if your courtship period is small one.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You generally agree to each other.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You treat each other with equality and the fact never arises that who has compromised more.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You get involved with each other in every big or small activities, even of daily life.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You go around kidding with each other, adding happiness and friendliness to the bonding.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You two give each other special treatment, more attention, mutual appreciations, acceptances, admiration and playfulness. This keeps the romance warm and alive.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You enjoy spending more time together in homely environment to feel 'at home' with each other.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You don't pretend and just be yourself. Similarly you let your partner be what he/she is. The expression of feelings is true and open.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;There is a shared feeling of mutual growth and support. You both give each other space for inter-personal and individual growth.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You are able to work out with your problem with ease and objective approach.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You are flexible, compassionate, gracious and expect best from your partner.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Forgiving is not tough when things go out of way, and trusting each other keeps you closer.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You are protective(not obsessive or controlling) towards each other and like to keep your romantic lives in privacy.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Commitment and dedication exists to ensure that feeling of separation never creeps in between(luck plays a huge role here, believe me or not; I know because .... &amp;nbsp;ah ! don't bother me)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The sexual chemistry is apparent and tangible as well.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Expressing yourselves emotionally and sexually comes naturally and without inhibitions. Feeling secure with one another puts you in the “mood" for intimacy and strengthens your affections for one another.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You have the guts to take bigger risks or challenges since you can always count upon your partner.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;There is a whole lot of positive energy generated between the tow of you, and together, you are enthusiastic about life.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The longer you're with each other, the stronger the relationship is growing.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Your relationship is so life-changing that you know without a doubt in your heart that if it were to end, you will take something from it. You feel that you are somehow a very different and much better person.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TFhddwmf26I/AAAAAAAAAoI/pTFlYWrvi08/s1600/jhbjh.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TFhddwmf26I/AAAAAAAAAoI/pTFlYWrvi08/s320/jhbjh.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Other than the above mentionings, the signs below indicate you have already fallen for someone( though you may not have expressed it )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;You feel restlessness as soon as he/she is out of sight.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You better prefer to be lonely than being in a circle which does not comprised of him/her.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You feel energetic, the world seem different. You get curious. You pass smile to everybody. You seem to be having all the nice gestures.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;There is a change in your tone. Suddenly it becomes soft and sexy.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Even if you are the worst bathroom singer, you still hum love songs and love to listen to them.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You get conscious about your personality. You tend to be smarter, attractive, handsome/beautiful.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;He/She grabs most of the time of you attention.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You try to find likes and dislikes of your love and try to gift them accordingly, very often.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You become restless, anxious, pessimistic following the failure in meeting your love, but feel complacence of co-operating him/her by controlling self.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Your love becomes the most unique in whole world. None other will &amp;nbsp;look more attractive and charming.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You share your personal information and secret and expect the same from the other one.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You leave no stone unturned in making the person believe that you are completely loyal and are ready to prove your loyalty in just any way.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You always smile when ever you think of that person.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You imagine yourself with your love in every thing that you see, read, listen, feel or just anything. You see him/her as an inseparable part of you.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hey you; Yeah; I am not serious about anything that you have just read. My intention was absolutely not what you had thought when you read the title or first few lines of this post. If you had fun reading all these, good for you. If not, still, good for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Image courtesy: picturesquare.com, desicomments.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;*P.S. : These points have been compiled from various sources.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1785763424932606899-8155600617887116936?l=vishal-raj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vishal-raj.blogspot.com/feeds/8155600617887116936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1785763424932606899&amp;postID=8155600617887116936&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1785763424932606899/posts/default/8155600617887116936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1785763424932606899/posts/default/8155600617887116936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vishal-raj.blogspot.com/2010/08/you-are-in-love.html' title='You are in love'/><author><name>Vishal Raj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12571397184320565574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/S8LxUc0l5HI/AAAAAAAAAWM/jZK2MaaWI38/S220/IMG_2075.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TFhdSHZqCjI/AAAAAAAAAoA/Lzl1uhNABQY/s72-c/1026.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1785763424932606899.post-696878894655814016</id><published>2010-08-01T11:15:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2011-05-07T11:24:27.994+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friendship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TFUDkyg-2tI/AAAAAAAAAno/caf18vDWKfY/s1600/good_friends.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TFUDkyg-2tI/AAAAAAAAAno/caf18vDWKfY/s320/good_friends.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's wishing a very happy friendship day to all my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even if you are not reading this I wish you a very happy friendship day. Cheers to you all&lt;br /&gt;for making my life so beautiful. You have been with me in my good and my bad times. You have always stood by me even when I didn't wanted anybody around. You have listened to my silences and my weirdest rants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have accepted me the way I was and the way I am. I know I have changed over time, but you all never did. You have never complainted, just about anything what I said and not, what I thought and not, what I did and not and anything. You have never let me down on hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I&amp;nbsp;know I can always count on you all in the worst times of my life. I would need you, all my life long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A warm hug and a huge thanks to you all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;I Love you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Just wanted to add these lines for my friends&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: serif;"&gt;मेरी जीत तेरी जीत तेरी हार मेरी हार सुन ऐ मेरे यार '&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: serif;"&gt;जान पर भी खेलेंगे तेरे लिए ले लेंगे सबसे दुश्मनी&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: serif;"&gt;ये दोस्ती हम&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 25px;"&gt;नहीं&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: serif;"&gt;तोड़ेंगे ...........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&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/1785763424932606899-696878894655814016?l=vishal-raj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vishal-raj.blogspot.com/feeds/696878894655814016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1785763424932606899&amp;postID=696878894655814016&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1785763424932606899/posts/default/696878894655814016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1785763424932606899/posts/default/696878894655814016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vishal-raj.blogspot.com/2010/08/heres-wishing-very-happy-friendship-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Vishal Raj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12571397184320565574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/S8LxUc0l5HI/AAAAAAAAAWM/jZK2MaaWI38/S220/IMG_2075.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TFUDkyg-2tI/AAAAAAAAAno/caf18vDWKfY/s72-c/good_friends.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1785763424932606899.post-6410207651508594585</id><published>2010-08-01T09:47:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-08-01T09:47:57.372+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tag'/><title type='text'>Time pass</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Found this in the blog of&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://shilpaagarg.blogspot.com/2009/06/some-tp.html"&gt;Shipa Garg&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;and thought of answering these 30 “nosey” questions…which will serve the following purposes…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;(a) Is fun Time Pass, (b) And will not make my grey cells to work a lot!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;1.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;When you looked at yourself in the mirror today, what was the first thing you thought?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: maroon;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;“Huh! another bad day begins.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: maroon;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;How much cash do you have in your wallet right now?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: maroon;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Rs. 2150 + change.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: maroon;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;3.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;What’s a word that rhymes with DOOR?&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: maroon;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Lure&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: maroon;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;4.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Who is the 4th person on your missed call list on your cell phone?&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: maroon;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Some unknown number not in my contact list.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;5.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;What is your favorite ring tone on your phone?&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: maroon;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Typical old phone ring style - Tring Tring&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: maroon; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;6.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;What are you wearing right now?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: maroon;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Clothes :P huh!! shorts and a Tee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: maroon;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;7.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Do you label yourself?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: maroon;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Not so typical scorpion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: maroon;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;8.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Name the brand of the shoes you’re currently own?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: maroon;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Liberty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: maroon;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;9&lt;/b&gt;.Bright or Dark Room?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: maroon;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Dark&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: maroon;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;10.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;What do you think about the person who took this survey before you?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: maroon;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Umm... Nothing!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: maroon;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;11.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;What does your watch look like?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: maroon;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I don't own a watch now. Mother GANGES took it as gift from my during rafting trip.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: maroon;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;12.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;What were you doing at midnight last night?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: maroon;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Lying on bed thinking of past.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: maroon;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;13.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;What did your last text message you received on your cell say?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: maroon;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Oops! details cannot be furnished as it was from bank :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: maroon;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;14.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;What’s a word that you say a lot?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: maroon;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Not a problem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: maroon;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;15.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Who told you he/she loved you last?(please exclude spouse , family, children)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: maroon;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;She herself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: maroon;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;16.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Last furry thing you touched?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: maroon;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;I don't remember.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: maroon;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;17.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Favourite age you have been so far?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: maroon;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Can't decide.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: maroon;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;18.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;What was the last thing you said to someone?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: maroon;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;I QUIT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: maroon;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;19&lt;/b&gt;.The last song you listened to?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: maroon;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Breaking my heart - Michael Jackson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: maroon;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;20.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Where did you live in 1987?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: maroon;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Ranchi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: maroon;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;21.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Are you jealous of anyone?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: maroon;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Naaaaaah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: maroon;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;22.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Is anyone jealous of you?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: maroon;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;GOD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: maroon;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;23.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Name three things that you have on you at all times?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: maroon;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;My wallet, cellphone and self.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: maroon;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;24.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;What’s your favourite town/city?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: maroon;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Delhi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: maroon;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;25.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;When was the last time you wrote a letter to someone on paper and mailed it?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: maroon;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;A couple of days ago( I wrote it to GOD, yeah I do. And I write all bakwass in there )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: maroon;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;26.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Can you change the oil on a car?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: maroon;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;No&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: maroon;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;27.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Your first love/big crush: what is the last thing you heard about him/her?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: maroon;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;It's been so long time. I remember nothing except her name ( and beautiful face :P )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: maroon;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;28.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Does anything hurt on your body right now?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: maroon;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;My heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: maroon;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;29&lt;/b&gt;.What is your current desktop picture? &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: maroon;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Doesn't matters.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: maroon;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;30&lt;/b&gt;. Have you been burnt by love?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: maroon;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;I don't think anybody can escape this ( Those who somehow managed are super duper lucky )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: maroon;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: maroon;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I enjoyed answering them too. And if you think you too can be weird enough, answer them and post it on your blog as I did. Go on. Its free.. &amp;nbsp; :P&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1785763424932606899-6410207651508594585?l=vishal-raj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vishal-raj.blogspot.com/feeds/6410207651508594585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1785763424932606899&amp;postID=6410207651508594585&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1785763424932606899/posts/default/6410207651508594585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1785763424932606899/posts/default/6410207651508594585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vishal-raj.blogspot.com/2010/08/time-pass.html' title='Time pass'/><author><name>Vishal Raj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12571397184320565574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/S8LxUc0l5HI/AAAAAAAAAWM/jZK2MaaWI38/S220/IMG_2075.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1785763424932606899.post-613415044207257169</id><published>2010-07-27T23:15:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-07-27T23:15:05.244+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humour'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><title type='text'>The pickle pot</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;This is just a short fictional story based on absolutely nothing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TE8XcTHkYoI/AAAAAAAAAnU/6vrkQ4pkqN4/s1600/Boy_on_Phone.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TE8XcTHkYoI/AAAAAAAAAnU/6vrkQ4pkqN4/s320/Boy_on_Phone.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A guy and a girl used to live together, sharing the same flat. Everything was going fine until one day the boys' mother arrived there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Boy(surprised): Mom!! You here ? You could have called me up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mom(smiling): Its ok son. Just wanted to see you so I dropped in. Thought I would surprise you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Boy : Sure you have(long sigh).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When mom comes to know that his son is sharing the flat with a girl, she gets quite angry but says nothing. Predicting this boy speaks to his mom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Boy: Mom don't you worry. We are just friends sharing the living place. We are not having any affair. Believe me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mom: Its ok son. I am not saying that you both are having any affair. But I am not liking this. You should have not done this. But I trust you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mom lives there for a weeks time and then goes back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A couple of days later boy calls up his mom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Boy: Hi mom !!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mom: Hey, How are you ? All fine ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Boy: I'm good mom(pause). Mom I am not trying to say that you did this intentionally but did by any chance you took the pickle pot from the kitchen with you when you left for home ? That belonged to the girl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mom: Son, I believed you when you said that you were just friends with the girl sharing your flat and not having any affair. But had it been that you slept in your own room on your own bed, you would have found the pickle pot right beneath your blanket.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Boy hangs up immediately.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1785763424932606899-613415044207257169?l=vishal-raj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vishal-raj.blogspot.com/feeds/613415044207257169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1785763424932606899&amp;postID=613415044207257169&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1785763424932606899/posts/default/613415044207257169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1785763424932606899/posts/default/613415044207257169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vishal-raj.blogspot.com/2010/07/pickle-pot.html' title='The pickle pot'/><author><name>Vishal Raj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12571397184320565574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/S8LxUc0l5HI/AAAAAAAAAWM/jZK2MaaWI38/S220/IMG_2075.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TE8XcTHkYoI/AAAAAAAAAnU/6vrkQ4pkqN4/s72-c/Boy_on_Phone.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1785763424932606899.post-3849216853153364099</id><published>2010-07-26T23:43:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-07-26T23:43:29.231+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='You and Me'/><title type='text'>live and die</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TE3OpzAubcI/AAAAAAAAAnM/5Fs0d_T29bg/s1600/FlyingHeart.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TE3OpzAubcI/AAAAAAAAAnM/5Fs0d_T29bg/s320/FlyingHeart.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I want to bury you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;deep inside me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and run away&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;afar from myself&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I want to die&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and be reborn&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;so that I am fresh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;with a virgin heart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And I will love you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;all over again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1785763424932606899-3849216853153364099?l=vishal-raj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vishal-raj.blogspot.com/feeds/3849216853153364099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1785763424932606899&amp;postID=3849216853153364099&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1785763424932606899/posts/default/3849216853153364099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1785763424932606899/posts/default/3849216853153364099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vishal-raj.blogspot.com/2010/07/live-and-die.html' title='live and die'/><author><name>Vishal Raj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12571397184320565574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/S8LxUc0l5HI/AAAAAAAAAWM/jZK2MaaWI38/S220/IMG_2075.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TE3OpzAubcI/AAAAAAAAAnM/5Fs0d_T29bg/s72-c/FlyingHeart.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1785763424932606899.post-8438793197783419374</id><published>2010-07-24T15:47:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-07-24T15:47:31.450+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love storys'/><title type='text'>The (un)usual love stories</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TEqAsPAKhuI/AAAAAAAAAmE/c55ZDyZ1Jwc/s1600/suzanne_hrithik.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TEqAsPAKhuI/AAAAAAAAAmE/c55ZDyZ1Jwc/s320/suzanne_hrithik.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;They were childhood friends. Knew each other quite well. They used to visit each others' home, meet at parties and celebrations. But those were the childhood days. Hrithiks' father Rakesh Raushan and Suzannes' father Sanjay Khan were good friends. As Hrithik and Suzanne grew older they used to meet less often. Suzanne went to USA for higher studies. She was pursuing course in interior designing. When the originally introvert lady Suzanne returned back to India, she was a confident woman. &amp;nbsp;At that time Hrithik was a struggling bollywood star. One day Hrithik saw Suzanne on the traffic signal and stood stunned. And all of a sudden the childhood friendship was now changing to attraction. After that Hrithik used to meet Suzanne &amp;nbsp;quite often at friends' parties. It is quite evident that even Suzanne had a soft corner for Hrithik since old times. The meetings went on. And finally the day arrived when Hrithik expressed his love to Suzanne. With this, also came commitment from both sides. Marriage was easy since both families knew each other since long and hence their relationship was accepted happily. &amp;nbsp;And this is a small cute story of childhood friendship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TEqCBBo17yI/AAAAAAAAAmU/_cZW5RSjPYE/s1600/gauri-shahrukh.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TEqCBBo17yI/AAAAAAAAAmU/_cZW5RSjPYE/s320/gauri-shahrukh.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This was truly love at first sight. It was when a boy of 18 was walking on the roads of Delhi saw this beautiful young lady. The heart said - She is made just for you. She is you love. Very strange. Because he knew nothing about that girl. Nothing bout her name, her place, her caste, her religion, her family. Just nothing. &amp;nbsp;The 14 year girl was Gauri. Now Shahrukh was determined to get that girl. But when he came to knew that the girl was hindu, it was a big shock to him. But Shahrukh didn't quit. It was 1984 when he got into friend circle of Gauri. Finally he managed to meet Gauri at her birthday party as Abhimanyu. The name Abhimanyu because it was his name in the serial 'Fauji' being broadcasted by Doordarshan. &amp;nbsp;Shahrukh expressed his love to Gauri, but was rejected. But he was not disheartened. He kept trying and day by day became dearer to Gauri. Shahrukh was almost &amp;nbsp;mad in love with her and too possessive too. This made Gauri so angry that she broke up with Shahrukh and left for her relatives in Mumbai. Mad Shahrukh too, went over to Mumbai and started searching for her. Finally he found her at Mahalakshmi. The meeting was too emotional one. After this they applied for &amp;nbsp;marriage in court in 1991. &amp;nbsp;It was a tough job for Shahrukh to convince his parents. &amp;nbsp;When they came to know that girl was hindu, they got too angry. There was a lot of drama. The matter almost went for a toss and seemed impossible. But finally everyone consented for their marriage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TEqE6mCFyPI/AAAAAAAAAmc/yJ3TExktJkI/s1600/anusha-chetan.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TEqE6mCFyPI/AAAAAAAAAmc/yJ3TExktJkI/s320/anusha-chetan.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This is a different story altogether. The boy was a full-fledged punjabi munda and the girl was from a proper tamilian brahmin family. Both met at IIM Ahmedabad. They came closer to each other during their college time. This was a sensible matured love. They both agreed to get married only after they convinced their parents. &amp;nbsp;But their families were against it. Anushas' father was strictly against this marriage. No marriage with punjabi boy. Similar was the situation in Chetan's family. It was a big trouble for both of them. Chetan, working in bank, got his job transfered to Chennai. He used to visit Anushas' family quite regularly and tried to impress and convince them. Similarly Anusha used to visit Chetan's family in punjab&amp;nbsp;as Chetan's friend. This idea worked. Their families came closer. They almost got ready for the marriage. But on the right moment something went wrong and now the matter was in a big mess. &amp;nbsp;Chetan and his father were almost not on talking terms with each other. &amp;nbsp;But Chetans' father could not see his son in pain and melted down. One day he went to Chennai alone to meet Anushas' family and proposed for marriage once again. Probably Anushas' family was also waiting for this only. And all was set. Chetan has mentioned all this in a very interesting manner in his book - Two States.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TEq8hNmWbvI/AAAAAAAAAm8/jwOIIaMghCU/s1600/Dona-Sourav.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TEq8hNmWbvI/AAAAAAAAAm8/jwOIIaMghCU/s320/Dona-Sourav.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This love is just another piece from the regular bollywood story. They used to live in neighborhood while their childhood. Grew together. Their father were good friends. And business partners too. The business was ruptured and the good friends now became enemy of each other. &amp;nbsp;All relations were broken. &amp;nbsp;Sourav used to visit the famous Loreto Convent school since Dona used to study there. &amp;nbsp;Even after the enemity between their family they both used to meet each other. At that time, Dona used to study in 12th class. Somehow their family came to know about their meetings. Gangulys' family was strictly against their marriage. But Sourav was also stubborn and determined that he would marry Dona only. &amp;nbsp;So they decided to first settle their career and then think about getting married. Dona started learning Oddissi dance while Sourav started his career in cricket. Sourav became a hero when he striked century in his first test match at Lords. &amp;nbsp;Later sometime Dona and Sourav got secretly married in court, with the help of friend Malay Bannerjee. When their family came to know about this marriage they strictly discarded their marriage. But later on both families finally agreed. A year later a grand party was hosted for celebration. And this is how dramatically a full bollywood style love story ended happily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;P.S. - All the information presented here has been gathered from Hindustan Remix, Sunday, 11 July 2010(Hindi version). Although I avoid reading hindi newspapers. But sometimes they are worth reading because of such stuff. :-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1785763424932606899-8438793197783419374?l=vishal-raj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vishal-raj.blogspot.com/feeds/8438793197783419374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1785763424932606899&amp;postID=8438793197783419374&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1785763424932606899/posts/default/8438793197783419374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1785763424932606899/posts/default/8438793197783419374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vishal-raj.blogspot.com/2010/07/unusual-love-stories.html' title='The (un)usual love stories'/><author><name>Vishal Raj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12571397184320565574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/S8LxUc0l5HI/AAAAAAAAAWM/jZK2MaaWI38/S220/IMG_2075.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TEqAsPAKhuI/AAAAAAAAAmE/c55ZDyZ1Jwc/s72-c/suzanne_hrithik.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1785763424932606899.post-6525326547588208959</id><published>2010-07-22T14:26:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-07-22T14:26:15.104+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='destiny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='You and Me'/><title type='text'>Truth</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TD2x2Un6ckI/AAAAAAAAAkM/ra9tPzjDrZw/s1600/1435961477.img.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TD2x2Un6ckI/AAAAAAAAAkM/ra9tPzjDrZw/s320/1435961477.img.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I wish I knew how to win you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Rather I chose to embrace truth&lt;br /&gt;Does this means I lose you ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/1785763424932606899-6525326547588208959?l=vishal-raj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vishal-raj.blogspot.com/feeds/6525326547588208959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1785763424932606899&amp;postID=6525326547588208959&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1785763424932606899/posts/default/6525326547588208959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1785763424932606899/posts/default/6525326547588208959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vishal-raj.blogspot.com/2010/07/truth.html' title='Truth'/><author><name>Vishal Raj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12571397184320565574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/S8LxUc0l5HI/AAAAAAAAAWM/jZK2MaaWI38/S220/IMG_2075.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TD2x2Un6ckI/AAAAAAAAAkM/ra9tPzjDrZw/s72-c/1435961477.img.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1785763424932606899.post-2294697994382236457</id><published>2010-07-16T19:07:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-07-16T19:07:08.500+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friendship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='You and Me'/><title type='text'>May be</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: auto;"&gt;Maybe.. you should dream what you&amp;nbsp;want to dream; go where you want to&amp;nbsp;go; be &amp;nbsp;that you want to be; because&amp;nbsp;you have only one life and one chance&amp;nbsp;to do all the&amp;nbsp;things you dream of and want to do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: auto;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TEA9JNkkbZI/AAAAAAAAAk0/VNfFZ5vEIik/s1600/image001.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TEA9JNkkbZI/AAAAAAAAAk0/VNfFZ5vEIik/s320/image001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: auto;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: serif;"&gt;Maybe.. We are supposed to meet the wrong people before meeting the right one so that, when we finally meet the right person, we will know how to be grateful for that gift.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TEA9TyJ54QI/AAAAAAAAAk8/u1Jb-GGIggM/s1600/image002.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TEA9TyJ54QI/AAAAAAAAAk8/u1Jb-GGIggM/s320/image002.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Maybe.. It is true that we don't know what we have until we lose it, but it is also true that we don't know what we have been missing until it arrives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TEA9tT4th6I/AAAAAAAAAlE/Hy_TGr6lLRY/s1600/image003.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TEA9tT4th6I/AAAAAAAAAlE/Hy_TGr6lLRY/s320/image003.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Maybe.. The brightest future will always be based on a forgotten past; after all, you can't go on successfully in life until you let go of your past mistake, failures and heartaches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TEA9xTyT1AI/AAAAAAAAAlM/BbCUPR1QwZc/s1600/image004.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TEA9xTyT1AI/AAAAAAAAAlM/BbCUPR1QwZc/s320/image004.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Maybe.. You should hope for enough happiness to make you sweet, enough trials to make you strong, enough of sorrow to keep you human and enough of hope to keep you happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TEA95H4JZYI/AAAAAAAAAlU/vFvkerBuAcI/s1600/image005.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TEA95H4JZYI/AAAAAAAAAlU/vFvkerBuAcI/s320/image005.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Maybe.. The happiest of people don't necessarily have the best of the everything; they just make most of everything that comes along their way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TEA99JWFMUI/AAAAAAAAAlc/uiTZzPvaWe4/s1600/image006.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TEA99JWFMUI/AAAAAAAAAlc/uiTZzPvaWe4/s320/image006.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Maybe.. The best kind of friend is the kind you can sit on a porch and swing with, never say a word, and then walk away feeling like it was the best conversation you ever had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TEA-DId88BI/AAAAAAAAAlk/iluJ1C0-ozY/s1600/image007.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TEA-DId88BI/AAAAAAAAAlk/iluJ1C0-ozY/s320/image007.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Maybe.. Happiness waits for all those who cry, all those who hurt, &amp;nbsp;all those who have searched, all those who have tried, for only they can appreciate the importance of all the people who have touched their life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TEA-GbxtctI/AAAAAAAAAls/lF6BLm-ed6M/s1600/image008.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TEA-GbxtctI/AAAAAAAAAls/lF6BLm-ed6M/s320/image008.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Maybe.. You should do something nice for someone every single day, even if it is simply &amp;nbsp;to leave them alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TEA-JgdaK8I/AAAAAAAAAl0/fPjP9fyZUZk/s1600/image009.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TEA-JgdaK8I/AAAAAAAAAl0/fPjP9fyZUZk/s320/image009.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Maybe.. There are moments in life when you miss someone -- parents, &amp;nbsp;a spouse, a friend, a child -- so much that you just want to pick them from your dreams &amp;nbsp;and hug them for real, so that once they are around you appreciate them more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TEA-OTwp9nI/AAAAAAAAAl8/ZXB2KmOFLnc/s1600/image010.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TEA-OTwp9nI/AAAAAAAAAl8/ZXB2KmOFLnc/s320/image010.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Maybe.. Giving someone all your love is never an assurance that they will love you back. Don't expect love in return; just wait for it to grow in their heart, if it doesn't be content that it grew in yours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: serif; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Life is only traveled ONCE; Today’s MOMENT becomes Yesterdays's MEMORY.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: serif; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Enjoy every moment, good or bad, because the GIFT of LIFE is LIFE itself"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: serif; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: serif; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;P.S. : This post has been created from the mail I received from a friend of mine. Thanks for such a wonderful mail. It made my day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;And I dedicate this to somebody very special in my life. You are and you'll be always special to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1785763424932606899-2294697994382236457?l=vishal-raj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vishal-raj.blogspot.com/feeds/2294697994382236457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1785763424932606899&amp;postID=2294697994382236457&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1785763424932606899/posts/default/2294697994382236457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1785763424932606899/posts/default/2294697994382236457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vishal-raj.blogspot.com/2010/07/may-be.html' title='May be'/><author><name>Vishal Raj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12571397184320565574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/S8LxUc0l5HI/AAAAAAAAAWM/jZK2MaaWI38/S220/IMG_2075.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TEA9JNkkbZI/AAAAAAAAAk0/VNfFZ5vEIik/s72-c/image001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1785763424932606899.post-5592690426684110735</id><published>2010-07-15T00:46:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-07-15T00:46:14.957+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='You and Me'/><title type='text'>Without you around</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TD2SY3FC9oI/AAAAAAAAAkE/uNZR0v73ouc/s1600/Without_You.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TD2SY3FC9oI/AAAAAAAAAkE/uNZR0v73ouc/s320/Without_You.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Breathing in the night air&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;While staring at the stars&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Gazing at them got me thinking of you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And of all the things that we've been through&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It made me realize&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That I am lucky to have met you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That I am lucky to have known you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I wouldn't have been this close to happiness without you around&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That I was lucky just to be with you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Though it feels like it's too good to be true&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But I don't believe that you would ever let me down&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cause I can't imagine how things would be&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Without you around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;P.S. - I am nobody to take credit for this&lt;/span&gt;&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/1785763424932606899-5592690426684110735?l=vishal-raj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vishal-raj.blogspot.com/feeds/5592690426684110735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1785763424932606899&amp;postID=5592690426684110735&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1785763424932606899/posts/default/5592690426684110735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1785763424932606899/posts/default/5592690426684110735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vishal-raj.blogspot.com/2010/07/without-you-around.html' title='Without you around'/><author><name>Vishal Raj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12571397184320565574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/S8LxUc0l5HI/AAAAAAAAAWM/jZK2MaaWI38/S220/IMG_2075.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TD2SY3FC9oI/AAAAAAAAAkE/uNZR0v73ouc/s72-c/Without_You.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1785763424932606899.post-7719418431379014750</id><published>2010-07-13T17:30:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2010-07-13T17:33:00.963+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='women'/><title type='text'>This one for you</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Few simple thoughts to think about&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TDxNa9FThwI/AAAAAAAAAjM/tm87P8RGM-0/s1600/image008.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TDxNa9FThwI/AAAAAAAAAjM/tm87P8RGM-0/s320/image008.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: serif; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Belief&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;: She'll never be satisfied&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: serif; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: serif; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Truth&lt;/b&gt; : Women always look forward to make things better. Don't take their suggestions as complaints or criticism, but as her desire to make the relationship or the situation, the best it can be.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: serif; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: serif; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: serif; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TDxNfem-kLI/AAAAAAAAAjU/BW28Oq2Ljmc/s1600/image009.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TDxNfem-kLI/AAAAAAAAAjU/BW28Oq2Ljmc/s320/image009.gif" /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Belief : &lt;/b&gt;A strong, confident woman does not need a man to take care of her&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: serif; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: serif; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Truth&lt;/b&gt; : Everyone loves to be taken care of and to feel needed. Even if a woman can fix things around the house or change the oil in her car, she will still ask you for help so that she can feel your strength, support and protection. &amp;nbsp;Don't ever stop asking - "What can I do for you ?". Because it shows her that you care for her and will always be there when she needs you.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TDxNkumyyNI/AAAAAAAAAjc/buzsEEgxfEk/s1600/image010.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TDxNkumyyNI/AAAAAAAAAjc/buzsEEgxfEk/s320/image010.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: serif; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Belief&lt;/b&gt; : Women only want to control men&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: serif; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: serif; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Truth&lt;/b&gt; : Its not about control. Its about love. When a woman sees a man hurting, struggling or overwhelmed, her goal is to help, not control. Let her give you a helping hand.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: serif; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: serif; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: serif; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TDxNowgmblI/AAAAAAAAAjk/ceMmsFHD0qY/s1600/image011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TDxNowgmblI/AAAAAAAAAjk/ceMmsFHD0qY/s320/image011.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: serif; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Belief&lt;/b&gt; : Keeping a woman requires a lot of hard work, time and money&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: serif; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: serif; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Truth&lt;/b&gt; : A serious relationship requires time and effort to cultivate it. You should not look at it as a burden. Your wife or girlfriend will reciprocate the effort you put into it.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: serif; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TDxNsWrsOYI/AAAAAAAAAjs/S9wERyuf3d8/s1600/image012.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TDxNsWrsOYI/AAAAAAAAAjs/S9wERyuf3d8/s320/image012.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Belief&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;: You can not lie to a woman.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Truth&lt;/b&gt; : Woman are extremely capable of picking up moods and attitudes and can very easily read body language and facial expressions. &amp;nbsp;Although you may think you have gotten away with a great lie. She is either letting it slide because she wants to keep peace, or she is lying to herself because she is afraid of the truth.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TDxNvWSNpfI/AAAAAAAAAj0/0Y1-6scQaRg/s1600/image013.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TDxNvWSNpfI/AAAAAAAAAj0/0Y1-6scQaRg/s320/image013.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Belief&lt;/b&gt; : Jealousy and possessiveness are a part of being woman&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Truth&lt;/b&gt; : Women are protective of what belongs to them. They protect the things they value, especially when it comes to relationship. Its not that she does not trusts you; she is just guarding the relationship. You are too precious to her for her to allow any bad thing to happen to you.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TDxNz6UfOPI/AAAAAAAAAj8/fepT7GVXBsY/s1600/image014.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TDxNz6UfOPI/AAAAAAAAAj8/fepT7GVXBsY/s320/image014.gif" /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Belief&lt;/b&gt; : Women are emotional&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Truth&lt;/b&gt; : Women do not hide their feelings. They articulate what is going in their mind. There is nothing wrong with emotions. &amp;nbsp;We all have them in us. Being in touch with emotions causes women to be sensitive and caring and that why men love them.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;P.S. : This one is dedicated to the most complex, complicated, confused, cryptic species I will ever know in my life,&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;THE FEMALE SPECIES.&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;Yes this one is for you. Just for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1785763424932606899-7719418431379014750?l=vishal-raj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vishal-raj.blogspot.com/feeds/7719418431379014750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1785763424932606899&amp;postID=7719418431379014750&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1785763424932606899/posts/default/7719418431379014750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1785763424932606899/posts/default/7719418431379014750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vishal-raj.blogspot.com/2010/07/this-one-for-you.html' title='This one for you'/><author><name>Vishal Raj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12571397184320565574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/S8LxUc0l5HI/AAAAAAAAAWM/jZK2MaaWI38/S220/IMG_2075.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TDxNa9FThwI/AAAAAAAAAjM/tm87P8RGM-0/s72-c/image008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1785763424932606899.post-1899797741850790888</id><published>2010-07-09T18:19:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-07-09T18:19:23.309+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>This love....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TDcVlvqT-CI/AAAAAAAAAh8/3oIOui3MzBs/s1600/summer_love.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TDcVlvqT-CI/AAAAAAAAAh8/3oIOui3MzBs/s320/summer_love.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its hard to pretend you love someone when you don't.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And&amp;nbsp;its harder to pretend that you don't love someone when you really do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TDcWgDl--QI/AAAAAAAAAiE/j8aRPx29lIA/s1600/11277447315RvC1c.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TDcWgDl--QI/AAAAAAAAAiE/j8aRPx29lIA/s320/11277447315RvC1c.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A million words would not bring you back, I know because I tried.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Neither would a million tears, I know because I cried.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TDcXQT236RI/AAAAAAAAAiM/NNrUuQnLbho/s1600/love_hurts.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TDcXQT236RI/AAAAAAAAAiM/NNrUuQnLbho/s320/love_hurts.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love is like heaven, but it hurts like hell.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TDcXiwGPqSI/AAAAAAAAAiU/Kn4y7ud6vmg/s1600/smiling_girl.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TDcXiwGPqSI/AAAAAAAAAiU/Kn4y7ud6vmg/s320/smiling_girl.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I see you smile and know that its not for me, that's when I miss you most.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TDcYKGz5t7I/AAAAAAAAAic/GyHaRFc3lWk/s1600/intro_img.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TDcYKGz5t7I/AAAAAAAAAic/GyHaRFc3lWk/s320/intro_img.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sometimes you don't realize how much you care for somebody, until they stop caring about you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TDcYsdHTUhI/AAAAAAAAAik/BZbZVdb_D4w/s1600/3895655869_07140fbfe4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TDcYsdHTUhI/AAAAAAAAAik/BZbZVdb_D4w/s320/3895655869_07140fbfe4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;While I was holding on, all you did was let go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TDcZGQSWW1I/AAAAAAAAAis/N0RWn9uWGTg/s1600/Love_by_LadybirdM+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TDcZGQSWW1I/AAAAAAAAAis/N0RWn9uWGTg/s320/Love_by_LadybirdM+copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Loving you is the best mistake I have ever done.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TDcZagD-udI/AAAAAAAAAi0/oxdqMDUUBjw/s1600/7-wordpress.com.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TDcZagD-udI/AAAAAAAAAi0/oxdqMDUUBjw/s320/7-wordpress.com.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The times we were happy together are worth the times I cry alone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TDcZrt2KbYI/AAAAAAAAAi8/Szhd6SEdcfU/s1600/img-thing" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TDcZrt2KbYI/AAAAAAAAAi8/Szhd6SEdcfU/s320/img-thing" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TDcZrt2KbYI/AAAAAAAAAi8/Szhd6SEdcfU/s1600/img-thing" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: serif;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: serif;"&gt;ou taught me how to love, but not how to stop loving.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1785763424932606899-1899797741850790888?l=vishal-raj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vishal-raj.blogspot.com/feeds/1899797741850790888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1785763424932606899&amp;postID=1899797741850790888&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1785763424932606899/posts/default/1899797741850790888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1785763424932606899/posts/default/1899797741850790888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vishal-raj.blogspot.com/2010/07/this-love.html' title='This love....'/><author><name>Vishal Raj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12571397184320565574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/S8LxUc0l5HI/AAAAAAAAAWM/jZK2MaaWI38/S220/IMG_2075.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TDcVlvqT-CI/AAAAAAAAAh8/3oIOui3MzBs/s72-c/summer_love.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1785763424932606899.post-488268587154767719</id><published>2010-07-09T13:03:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-07-09T13:03:01.325+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humour'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><title type='text'>Little Johnnys' medical knowledge</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TDYC0QA8bDI/AAAAAAAAAhs/ZY_IgXA8IIk/s1600/LITTLE-JOHNNY.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TDYC0QA8bDI/AAAAAAAAAhs/ZY_IgXA8IIk/s320/LITTLE-JOHNNY.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One fine day in the Sunday school, the lady teacher asks the pupils what kind of medicines they know and what they are used for.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Amanda&lt;/b&gt; &amp;nbsp;: Tylenol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Teacher&lt;/b&gt; : Very good! And what is it used for ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Amanda&lt;/b&gt; &amp;nbsp;: It is used for headache.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Christine&lt;/b&gt; : Nytol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Teacher&lt;/b&gt; &amp;nbsp; : Excellent. And what it is used for ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Christine&lt;/b&gt; : To help you sleep.'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now it is little Johnny's turn.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Jonhhy&lt;/b&gt; &amp;nbsp;: Viagra.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Teacher&lt;/b&gt; : Johnny, what is it used for ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Johnny&lt;/b&gt; &amp;nbsp;: I think it can be used for diarrhoea.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Teacher&lt;/b&gt; : Who told you this ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Johnny&lt;/b&gt; &amp;nbsp;: Nobody, but every evening Aunt Susan tells Uncle Sam - &lt;i&gt;"Take a Viagra, maybe that little shit will get harder."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1785763424932606899-488268587154767719?l=vishal-raj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vishal-raj.blogspot.com/feeds/488268587154767719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1785763424932606899&amp;postID=488268587154767719&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1785763424932606899/posts/default/488268587154767719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1785763424932606899/posts/default/488268587154767719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vishal-raj.blogspot.com/2010/07/little-johnnys-medical-knowledge.html' title='Little Johnnys&apos; medical knowledge'/><author><name>Vishal Raj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12571397184320565574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/S8LxUc0l5HI/AAAAAAAAAWM/jZK2MaaWI38/S220/IMG_2075.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TDYC0QA8bDI/AAAAAAAAAhs/ZY_IgXA8IIk/s72-c/LITTLE-JOHNNY.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1785763424932606899.post-462529111310746239</id><published>2010-07-08T13:19:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-07-08T13:19:21.928+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humour'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><title type='text'>Little Johnny n Mary</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TDWCUbT17fI/AAAAAAAAAhk/RaoxUb2WMio/s1600/funny_502.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TDWCUbT17fI/AAAAAAAAAhk/RaoxUb2WMio/s320/funny_502.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little Mary was not the best student in Sunday School. Usually she slept through the class. One day the teacher called on her while she was napping, ''Tell me, Mary, who created the universe?'' When Mary didn't stir, little Johnny, an altruistic boy seated in the chair behind her, took a pin and jabbed her in the rear. ''G...od Almighty !'' shouted Mary and the teacher said, ''Very good'' and Mary fell back to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A while later the teacher asked Mary, ''Who is our Lord and Savior?'' But Mary didn't even stir from her slumber. Once again, Johnny came to the rescue and stuck the pin in&amp;nbsp; her rear again. ''Jesus Christ!'' shouted Mary and the teacher said, ''Very good,'' and Mary fell back to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the teacher asked Mary a third question, ''What did Eve say to Adam after she had her twenty-third child?'' And again, Johnny jabbed her with the pin. This time Mary jumped out of her seat and shouted, &lt;b&gt;''If you stick that damn thing in me one more time, I'll break it in half!''&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Teacher fainted&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1785763424932606899-462529111310746239?l=vishal-raj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vishal-raj.blogspot.com/feeds/462529111310746239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1785763424932606899&amp;postID=462529111310746239&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1785763424932606899/posts/default/462529111310746239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1785763424932606899/posts/default/462529111310746239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vishal-raj.blogspot.com/2010/07/little-johnny-n-mary.html' title='Little Johnny n Mary'/><author><name>Vishal Raj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12571397184320565574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/S8LxUc0l5HI/AAAAAAAAAWM/jZK2MaaWI38/S220/IMG_2075.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TDWCUbT17fI/AAAAAAAAAhk/RaoxUb2WMio/s72-c/funny_502.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1785763424932606899.post-1726937080080709043</id><published>2010-07-07T00:43:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-07-07T00:43:42.255+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='passion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='devotion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Addicted to your love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TDN7qh_mCyI/AAAAAAAAAhM/Atzr6sideDs/s1600/addicted01.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TDN7qh_mCyI/AAAAAAAAAhM/Atzr6sideDs/s320/addicted01.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I am addicted to your love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;and the moment you stop loving me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I shall cease to exist&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;for I need no nothing else&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;but your love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;that I breath, it flows in me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;makes my heart beat, for you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1785763424932606899-1726937080080709043?l=vishal-raj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vishal-raj.blogspot.com/feeds/1726937080080709043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1785763424932606899&amp;postID=1726937080080709043&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1785763424932606899/posts/default/1726937080080709043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1785763424932606899/posts/default/1726937080080709043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vishal-raj.blogspot.com/2010/07/addicted-to-your-love.html' title='Addicted to your love'/><author><name>Vishal Raj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12571397184320565574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/S8LxUc0l5HI/AAAAAAAAAWM/jZK2MaaWI38/S220/IMG_2075.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TDN7qh_mCyI/AAAAAAAAAhM/Atzr6sideDs/s72-c/addicted01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1785763424932606899.post-4106739835259262332</id><published>2010-07-06T00:39:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-07-06T00:39:44.208+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='destiny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='You'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Game of love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TDBs_C0mF8I/AAAAAAAAAgo/zrViAXBoVzk/s1600/i_lost_the_game.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TDBs_C0mF8I/AAAAAAAAAgo/zrViAXBoVzk/s200/i_lost_the_game.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I don't know how this game started&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: serif;"&gt;and it was you v/s me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: serif;"&gt;and we played for each other&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;we played well, actually very well&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but forgot that - every game has its rules&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;did I broke one? or did u?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ah!! how does it matters&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;as the game is over now&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I lose and I quit the game&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1785763424932606899-4106739835259262332?l=vishal-raj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vishal-raj.blogspot.com/feeds/4106739835259262332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1785763424932606899&amp;postID=4106739835259262332&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1785763424932606899/posts/default/4106739835259262332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1785763424932606899/posts/default/4106739835259262332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vishal-raj.blogspot.com/2010/07/game-of-love.html' title='Game of love'/><author><name>Vishal Raj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12571397184320565574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/S8LxUc0l5HI/AAAAAAAAAWM/jZK2MaaWI38/S220/IMG_2075.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TDBs_C0mF8I/AAAAAAAAAgo/zrViAXBoVzk/s72-c/i_lost_the_game.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1785763424932606899.post-5507428290003787049</id><published>2010-07-05T17:36:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-07-05T17:36:20.309+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humour'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><title type='text'>Arab terrorists</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Mohammad goes to school in France, enters his classroom (first day) :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'What is your name?', asked the teacher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Mohammad,' answered the kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Here we are in France, there is no Mohammad, from now on your&amp;nbsp;name will be Jean Francois', replied the teacher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the evening, Mohammad returned home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'The day went well Mohammad?' asked his mother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'My name is not Mohammad, I am in France and my name is&amp;nbsp;Jean Francois '.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Ah, are you ashamed with your name?? Are you trying to disown&amp;nbsp;your Parents? Your heritage ? Shame on you!!'. Then she beats him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She called his father and told him what happened and he beats him too!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next day Mohammad returned to school. When the teacher saw him&amp;nbsp;with all the bruises she asked:&amp;nbsp;'What happened my little Jean Francois???'&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;'Well Mademoiselle, 6 hours after becoming French I was attacked&amp;nbsp;by two Arab Terrorists...'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;P.S. : This post is not meant to hurt anybody in anyway. Please do not take it seriously.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1785763424932606899-5507428290003787049?l=vishal-raj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vishal-raj.blogspot.com/feeds/5507428290003787049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1785763424932606899&amp;postID=5507428290003787049&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1785763424932606899/posts/default/5507428290003787049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1785763424932606899/posts/default/5507428290003787049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vishal-raj.blogspot.com/2010/07/arab-terrorists.html' title='Arab terrorists'/><author><name>Vishal Raj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12571397184320565574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/S8LxUc0l5HI/AAAAAAAAAWM/jZK2MaaWI38/S220/IMG_2075.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1785763424932606899.post-5410795774001190124</id><published>2010-07-04T16:59:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2010-07-04T16:59:44.441+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humour'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><title type='text'>The Indian boy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;A Indian boy on his first day at school in USA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was the first day of school and a new student name Chandrashekhar Subrahmanyam entered the fourth grade. The teacher said, "Let's begin by&lt;br /&gt;reviewing some American History.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Who said "Give me Liberty, or give me Death"?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She saw a sea of blank faces, except for Chandrashekhar, who had his hand up: "Patrick Henry, 1775" he said. Teacher said -&amp;nbsp;"Very good".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Who said "Government of the People, by the People, for the People, shall not perish from the Earth?"&lt;br /&gt;Again, no response except from Chandrashekhar. "Abraham Lincoln, 1863" said Chandrashekhar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The teacher snapped at the class - "Class, you should be ashamed. Chandrashekhar, who is new to our country, knows more about its history than you do."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She heard a loud whisper: "F**k the Indians"&lt;br /&gt;"Who said that?" teacher demanded.&lt;br /&gt;Chandrashekhar put his hand up - "General Custer, 1862."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At that point, a student in the back said - "I'm gonna puke."&lt;br /&gt;The teacher glares around and asks - "All right! Now, who said that?"&lt;br /&gt;Again, Chandrashekhar says - "George Bush to the Japanese Prime Minister, 1991."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now furious, another student yells, "Oh yeah? S*ck this!"&lt;br /&gt;Chandrashekhar jumps out of his chair waving his hand and shouts to the teacher - "Bill Clinton, to Monica Lewinsky, 1997!"&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now with almost a mob hysteria someone said "You little shit. If you say anything else, I'll kill you."&lt;br /&gt;Chandrashekhar frantically yells at the top of his voice, "Gary Condit to Chandra Levy, 2001."&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;The teacher fainted. And as the class gathered around the teacher on the floor, someone said, "Oh shit, we're f**ked!"&lt;br /&gt;And Chandrashekhar said quietly, "George Bush, Iraq, 2005."&lt;/i&gt;&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/1785763424932606899-5410795774001190124?l=vishal-raj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vishal-raj.blogspot.com/feeds/5410795774001190124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1785763424932606899&amp;postID=5410795774001190124&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1785763424932606899/posts/default/5410795774001190124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1785763424932606899/posts/default/5410795774001190124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vishal-raj.blogspot.com/2010/07/indian-boy.html' title='The Indian boy'/><author><name>Vishal Raj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12571397184320565574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/S8LxUc0l5HI/AAAAAAAAAWM/jZK2MaaWI38/S220/IMG_2075.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1785763424932606899.post-4067653426067637830</id><published>2010-07-04T09:33:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-07-04T09:33:19.260+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humour'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='girls'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><title type='text'>What guyz should know about gurlz...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TCyGSZctBqI/AAAAAAAAAgA/_XXD2dy-cKM/s1600/kids_potty_mouth_pm-thumb.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TCyGSZctBqI/AAAAAAAAAgA/_XXD2dy-cKM/s320/kids_potty_mouth_pm-thumb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;1. Don't tell us when you think other girls are hot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;2. Whenever possible, please say whatever you have to say during commercials.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;3. If you don't act like soap-opera guys, don't expect us to dress like Victoria Secret models.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;4. This is how we see it . . . Don't call = Don't Care.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;5. Which also means that if we don't call, take the hint.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;6. We like you to be a little jealous . . . but overly possessive is not necessary.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;7. We're allowed to be late . . . you are not.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;8. Don't take longer to get ready than we do.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;9. Girls can be groupies. Guy groupies are stalkers.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10. Do not start with us. You will not win... not kidding ... we ALWAYS win.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;11. If you ask nicely, we usually answer the same way.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;12. We will never have enough clothes or shoes!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;13. We have an excuse to act bitchy at least once a month.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;14. Open the door for us no matter where we are . . . even at our house and getting into the car.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;15. We love surprises!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;16. We liked to be kissed softly, not with an iron tongue.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;17. Pay attention to the little things we do, because they mean the most.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;18. Boxers and maybe boxer briefs sometimes . . . NEVER whitey-tighties, NEVER!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;19. Clean your room before we come over.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;20. Always brush your teeth before you see us . . . a fresh mouth and white teeth are a necessity.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;21. Even though you are sometimes insensitive and hurt us, we still love you with everything we are.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;22. Sometimes even when you think we hate you, we don't, we just want you to apologize so we can be allowed to love you again.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;23. Sensitive guys are great . . . but crying more than we do in a movie just isn't right.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;24. DON'T LET EX-GIRLFRIENDS CAUSE DRAMA, RELATIONSHIPS ARE STRESSFUL ENOUGH!!!!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;25. It takes a special kind of stupid to forget birthdays.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;26. "Fat Chicks" have feelings too.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;27. Silent treatment, shoulder shrugs, tears, yelling and nasty looks all add up to … YOU DID SOMETHING WRONG!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;28. If you are not a good dancer, please be self-aware.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;29. Just because a girl doesn't pick up on the first ring doesn't mean she's not waiting by the phone.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;30. You don't have to spend a lot, if it means a lot.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;31. Don't say you love me if you don't mean it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;32. Don't ever lie to us; we always find out. (CARDINAL RULE)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;33. When the girls get together, we talk about EVERYTHING. Meaning my best friends know everything about you.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;34. When we’re cold, give us your jacket.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;35. Sometimes "NO!" really means "NO!"&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;36. Don't say you understand when you don't.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;37. Girls are petty; get over it. We like to start fights.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;38. You don't have PMS, so don't act like you know what it's like. Don't try to understand...believe me you never will.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;39. Saying something sweet might get you off the hook; doing something sweet will always get you off the hook.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;40. We don't like it when you act like Mr. Big.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;41. A system in your car only impresses your homeboys.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;42. We are Drama queens; never forget that.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;43. Fashion police do exist.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;44. We absolutely DO NOT care about monster trucks, car systems, paintball, or anything else you and your friends talk about.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;45. Hugs and kisses must be given at all times.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;46. Don't make bets about us; we always find out; you may think we don't know, but WE DO!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;47. Even if you think it is cool to burp, fart, or emit other strange gases from your body, it is not.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;48. It is not cool to shoot snot rockets.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;49. We are beautiful at all times.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;50. You can shoot hoops, score a goal, knock down big fat guys, and hit a little baseball with a stick, so why can't you aim in the toilet and not on it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;51. Most importantly: we are always right in one way or another so don’t forget that!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1785763424932606899-4067653426067637830?l=vishal-raj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vishal-raj.blogspot.com/feeds/4067653426067637830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1785763424932606899&amp;postID=4067653426067637830&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1785763424932606899/posts/default/4067653426067637830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1785763424932606899/posts/default/4067653426067637830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vishal-raj.blogspot.com/2010/07/what-guyz-should-know-about-gurlz.html' title='What guyz should know about gurlz...'/><author><name>Vishal Raj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12571397184320565574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/S8LxUc0l5HI/AAAAAAAAAWM/jZK2MaaWI38/S220/IMG_2075.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TCyGSZctBqI/AAAAAAAAAgA/_XXD2dy-cKM/s72-c/kids_potty_mouth_pm-thumb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1785763424932606899.post-5093686192721491228</id><published>2010-07-03T11:52:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-07-03T11:52:22.920+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Games that you play</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TC7UU6PRs2I/AAAAAAAAAgg/gQCX_sMzrsg/s1600/hide_and_seek.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TC7UU6PRs2I/AAAAAAAAAgg/gQCX_sMzrsg/s320/hide_and_seek.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Enough of your hide-n-seek play&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am tired of it, lets stop it now&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;right now, or else I quit, right now&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1785763424932606899-5093686192721491228?l=vishal-raj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vishal-raj.blogspot.com/feeds/5093686192721491228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1785763424932606899&amp;postID=5093686192721491228&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1785763424932606899/posts/default/5093686192721491228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1785763424932606899/posts/default/5093686192721491228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vishal-raj.blogspot.com/2010/07/games-that-you-play.html' title='Games that you play'/><author><name>Vishal Raj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12571397184320565574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/S8LxUc0l5HI/AAAAAAAAAWM/jZK2MaaWI38/S220/IMG_2075.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TC7UU6PRs2I/AAAAAAAAAgg/gQCX_sMzrsg/s72-c/hide_and_seek.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1785763424932606899.post-8498293249353418474</id><published>2010-07-01T22:05:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-07-01T22:05:44.084+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humour'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><title type='text'>Priceless wife</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TCzDewP4jOI/AAAAAAAAAgY/NOEUR9bEc5Q/s1600/my_wife_priceless_poster.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TCzDewP4jOI/AAAAAAAAAgY/NOEUR9bEc5Q/s320/my_wife_priceless_poster.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A man came home from work and found his three children outside, still in their pajamas, playing in the mud, with empty food boxes and wrappers strewn all around the front yard.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The door of his wife's car was open, as was the front door to the house and there was no sign of the dog. Proceeding into the entry, he found an even bigger mess. A lamp had been knocked over, and the throw rug was wadded against one wall. In the front room the TV was loudly blaring a cartoon channel, and the family room was strewn with toys and various items of clothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the kitchen, dishes filled the sink, breakfast food was spilled on the counter, the fridge door was open wide, dog food was spilled on the floor, a broken glass lay under the table, and a small pile of sand was spread by the back door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He quickly headed up the stairs, stepping over toys and more piles of clothes, looking for his wife. He was worried she might be ill, or that something serious had happened. He was met with a small trickle of water as it made its way out the bathroom door. As he peered inside he found wet towels, scummy soap and more toys strewn over the floor. Miles of toilet paper lay in a heap and toothpaste had been smeared over the mirror and walls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As he rushed to the bedroom, he found his wife still curled up in the bed in her pajamas, reading a novel. She looked up at him, smiled, and asked how his day went.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He looked at her bewildered and asked, "What happened here today?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She again smiled and answered, "You know every day when you come home from work and you ask me what in the world did I do today?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yes," was his incredulous reply.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She answered, "Well, today I didn't do it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wife's are Priceless, isn't it true?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1785763424932606899-8498293249353418474?l=vishal-raj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vishal-raj.blogspot.com/feeds/8498293249353418474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1785763424932606899&amp;postID=8498293249353418474&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1785763424932606899/posts/default/8498293249353418474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1785763424932606899/posts/default/8498293249353418474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vishal-raj.blogspot.com/2010/07/priceless-wife.html' title='Priceless wife'/><author><name>Vishal Raj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12571397184320565574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/S8LxUc0l5HI/AAAAAAAAAWM/jZK2MaaWI38/S220/IMG_2075.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TCzDewP4jOI/AAAAAAAAAgY/NOEUR9bEc5Q/s72-c/my_wife_priceless_poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1785763424932606899.post-7159147825372702127</id><published>2010-07-01T14:09:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2010-07-01T14:14:19.452+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Love you dad....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TCxTpu2HMOI/AAAAAAAAAfw/Z17LE1M5wmk/s1600/Father.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="419" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TCxTpu2HMOI/AAAAAAAAAfw/Z17LE1M5wmk/s640/Father.gif" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;While a man was polishing his new car, his 4 yr old son picked stone &amp;amp; scratched lines on the side of the car.&amp;nbsp;In anger, the man took the child's hand &amp;amp; hit it many times, not realizing&amp;nbsp;he was using a wrench.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the hospital, the child lost all his fingers due to multiple fractures.&amp;nbsp;When the child saw his father with painful eyes he asked - "Dad when&amp;nbsp;will my fingers grow back ?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man was so hurt and speechless. He went back to car and kicked it a lot of&lt;br /&gt;times. Devastated by his own actions sitting in front of that car he&amp;nbsp;looked at the scratches. His son had written &lt;b&gt;'LOVE YOU DAD'&lt;/b&gt;. The next day&amp;nbsp;that man committed suicide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anger and Love have no limits. Choose the later to have a beautiful &amp;amp;&amp;nbsp;lovely life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things are to be used and people are to be loved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But the problem in&amp;nbsp;today's world is that, People are used and things are loved.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1785763424932606899-7159147825372702127?l=vishal-raj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vishal-raj.blogspot.com/feeds/7159147825372702127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1785763424932606899&amp;postID=7159147825372702127&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1785763424932606899/posts/default/7159147825372702127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1785763424932606899/posts/default/7159147825372702127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vishal-raj.blogspot.com/2010/07/love-you-dad.html' title='Love you dad....'/><author><name>Vishal Raj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12571397184320565574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/S8LxUc0l5HI/AAAAAAAAAWM/jZK2MaaWI38/S220/IMG_2075.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TCxTpu2HMOI/AAAAAAAAAfw/Z17LE1M5wmk/s72-c/Father.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1785763424932606899.post-8339394518850517262</id><published>2010-06-29T23:41:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-06-29T23:41:30.233+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humour'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><title type='text'>Never assume, always ask</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TCjSOIc_x5I/AAAAAAAAAfY/hjiMylmKNeA/s1600/image001.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TCjSOIc_x5I/AAAAAAAAAfY/hjiMylmKNeA/s320/image001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;His request approved, the CNN News photographer quickly used a cell phone to call the local airport to charter a flight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was told a twin-engine plane would be waiting for him at the airport.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arriving at the airfield, he spotted a plane warming up outside a hanger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He jumped in with his bag, slammed the door shut, and shouted, 'Let's go'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pilot taxied out, swung the plane into the wind and took off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once in the air, the photographer instructed the pilot, 'Fly over the valley and make low passes so I can take pictures of the fires on the hillsides.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Why?' asked the pilot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Because I'm a photographer for CNN' , he responded, 'and I need to get&lt;br /&gt;some close up shots.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pilot was strangely silent for a moment, finally he stammered, 'So, what you're telling me, is . . . You're NOT my flight instructor?'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1785763424932606899-8339394518850517262?l=vishal-raj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vishal-raj.blogspot.com/feeds/8339394518850517262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1785763424932606899&amp;postID=8339394518850517262&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1785763424932606899/posts/default/8339394518850517262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1785763424932606899/posts/default/8339394518850517262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vishal-raj.blogspot.com/2010/06/never-assume-always-ask.html' title='Never assume, always ask'/><author><name>Vishal Raj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12571397184320565574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/S8LxUc0l5HI/AAAAAAAAAWM/jZK2MaaWI38/S220/IMG_2075.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TCjSOIc_x5I/AAAAAAAAAfY/hjiMylmKNeA/s72-c/image001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1785763424932606899.post-5758609149497934617</id><published>2010-06-28T22:14:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-06-28T22:14:14.969+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><title type='text'>Rajnikant v/s Amitabh</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TCjQyo0i_BI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/OkSp9D9TYZs/s1600/amitabh-rajnikanth.doc" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TCjQyo0i_BI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/OkSp9D9TYZs/s320/amitabh-rajnikanth.doc" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rajnikantwas bragging to Amitabh Bachan one day, "You know, I know everyone. Just name someone, anyone, and I know them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tired of his boasting, Amitabh Bachan called his bluff, "OK, Rajini how about Tom Cruise?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sure, yes, Tom and I are old friends, and I can prove it" Rajini said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Rajini and Amitabh Bachan fly out to Hollywood and knock on Tom Cruise's door, and sure enough, Tom Cruise shouts: --- "Thalaiva! Great to see you! You And your friends come right in and join me for lunch!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although impressed, Amitabh Bachan is still skeptical. After they leave Cruise's house, he tells Rajini that he thinks Rajini knowing Cruise was&lt;br /&gt;Just lucky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No, no, just name anyone else" Rajini says&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"President Obama", Amitabh Bachan quickly retorts -&amp;nbsp;"Yes", Rajini says, "I know him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And off they go. At the White House, Obama spots Rajini on the tour and motions him, saying, :----"Rajini, what a surprise, I was just on my way&lt;br /&gt;to a meeting, but you and your friend come on in and let's have a cup of&lt;br /&gt;coffee first and catch up".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, Amitabh Bachan is much shaken by now, but still not totally onvinced. After they leave the White House grounds, he implores him to&lt;br /&gt;name anyone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The Pope," Amitabh Bachan replies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sure!" says Rajini, "My folks are from Italy and I've known the Pope a long time".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rajini and Amitabh Bachan are assembled with the masses in Vatican Square when Rajini says, "This will never work. I can't catch the Pope's eye among all these people. Tell you what, I know all the guards so let me just go upstairs and I'll come out on the balcony with the Pope."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And he disappears into the crowd headed toward the Vatican .. Sure enough, half an hour later Rajini emerges with the Pope on the balcony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But by the time Rajini returns, he finds that Amitabh Bachan has had a&lt;br /&gt;heart attack and is surrounded by paramedics.&lt;br /&gt;Working his way to Amitabh Bachan's side,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rajini asks him, "What happened?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amitabh Bachan looks up and says,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I was doing fine until you and the pope came&amp;nbsp;out on the balcony and the Italian man next to me said -&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;"Who's that on the balcony with Rajini?"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1785763424932606899-5758609149497934617?l=vishal-raj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vishal-raj.blogspot.com/feeds/5758609149497934617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1785763424932606899&amp;postID=5758609149497934617&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1785763424932606899/posts/default/5758609149497934617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1785763424932606899/posts/default/5758609149497934617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vishal-raj.blogspot.com/2010/06/rajnikant-vs-amitabh.html' title='Rajnikant v/s Amitabh'/><author><name>Vishal Raj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12571397184320565574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/S8LxUc0l5HI/AAAAAAAAAWM/jZK2MaaWI38/S220/IMG_2075.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TCjQyo0i_BI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/OkSp9D9TYZs/s72-c/amitabh-rajnikanth.doc' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1785763424932606899.post-1996121700195376943</id><published>2010-06-26T23:26:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-06-26T23:26:01.625+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><title type='text'>Grandma in court</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TCY7ishJp4I/AAAAAAAAAfI/0-C4xIfMLyY/s1600/gmagzine.com.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TCY7ishJp4I/AAAAAAAAAfI/0-C4xIfMLyY/s320/gmagzine.com.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TCY7NkpYg7I/AAAAAAAAAfA/aS8rtyfShAg/s1600/caringgrandparents.com.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; display: inline !important; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; color: black; font-family: serif;"&gt;Lawyers should never ask grandmas a question if they aren't prepared for the answer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a trial, a small-town prosecuting attorney called his first witness, an elderly grandmother to the stand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He approached her and asked; "Mrs. Jones, do you know me?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She responded, "Why, yes, I do know you, Mr. Williams. I've known you since you were a young boy, and frankly, you're a big disappointment to me. You lie, cheat on your wife, manipulate people and talk about them behind their backs. You think you're a big shot when you haven't the brains to realize you never will amount to anything more than a two-bit paper pusher. Yes, I know you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lawyer was stunned! Not knowing what else to do, he pointed across the room and asked, "Mrs. Jones, do you know the defense attorney (the opponent's lawyer)?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She again replied, "Why, yes, I do. I've known Mr. Bradley since he was a youngster. He's lazy, bigoted, and has a drinking problem. He can't build a normal relationship with anyone and his law practice is one of the worst in the state. Not to mention he cheated on his wife with three different women. One of them was your wife. Yes I know him."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The defense attorney almost died.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The judge asked both lawyers to approach the bench and in a quiet voice said: "If either of you rascals asks her if she knows me, I'll send you to the electric chair.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1785763424932606899-1996121700195376943?l=vishal-raj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vishal-raj.blogspot.com/feeds/1996121700195376943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1785763424932606899&amp;postID=1996121700195376943&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1785763424932606899/posts/default/1996121700195376943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1785763424932606899/posts/default/1996121700195376943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vishal-raj.blogspot.com/2010/06/grandma-in-court.html' title='Grandma in court'/><author><name>Vishal Raj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12571397184320565574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/S8LxUc0l5HI/AAAAAAAAAWM/jZK2MaaWI38/S220/IMG_2075.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TCY7ishJp4I/AAAAAAAAAfI/0-C4xIfMLyY/s72-c/gmagzine.com.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1785763424932606899.post-3107443630881288248</id><published>2010-06-26T11:43:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-06-26T11:43:55.977+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='women'/><title type='text'>Understanding women</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TCWaSqd-MbI/AAAAAAAAAe4/ArHaGf5Tg_M/s1600/longest-bridge-002.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TCWaSqd-MbI/AAAAAAAAAe4/ArHaGf5Tg_M/s320/longest-bridge-002.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;A man walking along a California beach was deep in prayer. All of a&lt;br /&gt;sudden, he said out loud, "Lord grant me one wish." Suddenly the sky&lt;br /&gt;clouded above his head and in a booming voice the Lord said, "Because&lt;br /&gt;you have TRIED to be faithful to me in all ways, I will grant you&lt;br /&gt;one wish."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man said, "Build a bridge to Hawaii, so I can drive over anytime&lt;br /&gt;I want."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Lord said, "Your request is very materialistic. Think of the&lt;br /&gt;enormous challenges for that kind of undertaking. The supports required&lt;br /&gt;to reach the bottom of the Pacific! The concrete and steel it would&lt;br /&gt;take! I can do it, but it is hard for me to justify your desire for&lt;br /&gt;worldly things. Take a little more time and think of another wish,&lt;br /&gt;a wish you think would honor and glorify me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man thought about it for a long time. Finally he said, "Lord, I&lt;br /&gt;wish that I could understand women. I want to know how they feel inside,&lt;br /&gt;what they are thinking when they give me the silent treatment, why&lt;br /&gt;they cry, what they mean when they say 'nothing', and how I can&lt;br /&gt;make a woman truly happy."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Lord replied, "You want single or double lane on that bridge?"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1785763424932606899-3107443630881288248?l=vishal-raj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vishal-raj.blogspot.com/feeds/3107443630881288248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1785763424932606899&amp;postID=3107443630881288248&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1785763424932606899/posts/default/3107443630881288248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1785763424932606899/posts/default/3107443630881288248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vishal-raj.blogspot.com/2010/06/understanding-women.html' title='Understanding women'/><author><name>Vishal Raj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12571397184320565574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/S8LxUc0l5HI/AAAAAAAAAWM/jZK2MaaWI38/S220/IMG_2075.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TCWaSqd-MbI/AAAAAAAAAe4/ArHaGf5Tg_M/s72-c/longest-bridge-002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1785763424932606899.post-2222270491475709659</id><published>2010-06-26T10:34:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-06-26T10:34:15.411+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Love stuff</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TCWKAWWv5sI/AAAAAAAAAew/_ettUuhcpZU/s1600/you-are-special.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TCWKAWWv5sI/AAAAAAAAAew/_ettUuhcpZU/s320/you-are-special.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Find a guy who calls you beautiful instead of hot,&lt;div&gt;who calls you back when you hang up on him,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;who will lie under the stars and listen to your heartbeat,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;or will stay awake just to watch you sleep...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wait for the boy who kisses your forehead,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;who wants to show you off to the world when you are in sweats,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;who holds your hand in front of his friends,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;who thinks you' re just as pretty without makeup on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One who is constantly reminding you of how much he cares&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and how lucky he is to have YOU...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The one who turns to his friends and says, thats her...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;And if he had to choose between loving you, and breathing, he would use his last breath to say I Love You.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1785763424932606899-2222270491475709659?l=vishal-raj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vishal-raj.blogspot.com/feeds/2222270491475709659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1785763424932606899&amp;postID=2222270491475709659&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1785763424932606899/posts/default/2222270491475709659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1785763424932606899/posts/default/2222270491475709659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vishal-raj.blogspot.com/2010/06/love-stuff.html' title='Love stuff'/><author><name>Vishal Raj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12571397184320565574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/S8LxUc0l5HI/AAAAAAAAAWM/jZK2MaaWI38/S220/IMG_2075.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TCWKAWWv5sI/AAAAAAAAAew/_ettUuhcpZU/s72-c/you-are-special.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1785763424932606899.post-7819336034697650230</id><published>2010-06-25T22:16:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-06-25T22:16:46.166+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><title type='text'>33 facts about guys</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TCTdYBT3JyI/AAAAAAAAAeo/QC2RLafY8y0/s1600/davidhorvitzjpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TCTdYBT3JyI/AAAAAAAAAeo/QC2RLafY8y0/s320/davidhorvitzjpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Guys don't actually look after good-looking girls. They prefer neat and presentable girls.&lt;br /&gt;2. Guys hate flirts.&lt;br /&gt;3. When a guy says he doesn't understand you, it simply means you're not thinking the way he is.&lt;br /&gt;4. Guys may be flirting around all day but before they go to sleep, they always think about the girl they truly care about.&lt;br /&gt;5. When a guy really likes you, he'll disregard all your bad characteristics.&lt;br /&gt;6. Guys go crazy over a girl's smile.&lt;br /&gt;7. Guys will do anything just to get the girl's attention.&lt;br /&gt;8. When you touch a guy's heart, there's no turning back.&lt;br /&gt;9. When a girl says 'no', a guy hears it as 'try again tomorrow'....... so true.&lt;br /&gt;10. You have to tell a guy what you really want before he gets the message clearly.&lt;br /&gt;11. Guys love their moms.&lt;br /&gt;12. A guy would sacrifice his money for lunch just to get you a couple of roses.&lt;br /&gt;13. A guy often thinks about the girl who likes him. But this doesn't mean that the guy likes her.&lt;br /&gt;14. You can never understand him unless you listen to him.&lt;br /&gt;15. If a guy tells you he loves you once in a lifetime. He does.&lt;br /&gt;16. Beware. Guys can make gossips scatter through half of the face of the earth faster than girls can.&lt;br /&gt;17. Like Eve, girls are guys' weaknesses.&lt;br /&gt;18. Guys are very open about themselves.&lt;br /&gt;19. It's good to test a guy first before you believe him. But don't let him wait that long.&lt;br /&gt;20. Guys hate it when their clothes get dirty. Even a small dot.&lt;br /&gt;21. Guys really admire girls that they like even if they're not that much pretty.&lt;br /&gt;22. If a guy tells you about his problems, he just needs someone to listen to him. You don't need to give advice ... very true.&lt;br /&gt;23. A usual act that proves that the guy likes you is when he teases you.&lt;br /&gt;24. Guys cannot keep secrets that girls tell them.&lt;br /&gt;25. Guys think too much.&lt;br /&gt;26. Guys fantasies are unlimited.&lt;br /&gt;27. Girls' height doesn't really matter to a guy but her weight does! ... very true.&lt;br /&gt;28. Guys tend to get serious with their relationship and become too possessive. So watch out girls!!!&lt;br /&gt;29. Guys are more talkative than girls are especially when the topic is about girls.&lt;br /&gt;30. You can truly say that a guy has good intentions if you see him praying sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;31. If a guy says you're beautiful, that guy likes you.&lt;br /&gt;32. Guys hate girls who overreact.&lt;br /&gt;33. Guys love you more than you love them IF they are serious in your relationships.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't this all make sense?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1785763424932606899-7819336034697650230?l=vishal-raj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vishal-raj.blogspot.com/feeds/7819336034697650230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1785763424932606899&amp;postID=7819336034697650230&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1785763424932606899/posts/default/7819336034697650230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1785763424932606899/posts/default/7819336034697650230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vishal-raj.blogspot.com/2010/06/33-facts-about-guys.html' title='33 facts about guys'/><author><name>Vishal Raj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12571397184320565574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/S8LxUc0l5HI/AAAAAAAAAWM/jZK2MaaWI38/S220/IMG_2075.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TCTdYBT3JyI/AAAAAAAAAeo/QC2RLafY8y0/s72-c/davidhorvitzjpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1785763424932606899.post-4204950050613869885</id><published>2010-06-25T16:06:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-06-25T16:06:36.407+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><title type='text'>Dedicated to married men</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TCSGm1UcbeI/AAAAAAAAAeg/xI9vV_dqOSU/s1600/marriage.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TCSGm1UcbeI/AAAAAAAAAeg/xI9vV_dqOSU/s320/marriage.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Husband: Do you know the meaning of WIFE?&lt;br /&gt;It means, Without Information, Fighting Everytime!&lt;br /&gt;Wife: No darling, it means, With Idiot For Ever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;****************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wife: I wish I was a newspaper,&lt;br /&gt;So I'd be in your hands all day.&lt;br /&gt;Husband: I too wish that you were a newspaper,&lt;br /&gt;So I could have a new one everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: serif;"&gt;****************************************************************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doctor: Your husband needs rest and peace. Here are some sleeping&lt;br /&gt;pills.&lt;br /&gt;Wife: When must I give them to him?&lt;br /&gt;Doctor: They are for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: serif;"&gt;****************************************************************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wife: I had to marry you to find out how stupid you are.&lt;br /&gt;Husband: You should have known it the minute&lt;br /&gt;I asked you to marry me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: serif;"&gt;****************************************************************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Husband: Today is Sunday &amp;amp; I have to enjoy it.&lt;br /&gt;So I bought 3 movie tickets.&lt;br /&gt;Wife: Why Three?&lt;br /&gt;Husband: For you and your parents&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: serif;"&gt;****************************************************************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Wife: What will you give me if I climb the great Mount Everest?&lt;br /&gt;Husband: A lovely Push...!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: serif;"&gt;****************************************************************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Q: What is the most effective way to remember your wife's birthday?&lt;br /&gt;A: Just forget it once and you will never forget it again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: serif;"&gt;****************************************************************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;After a quarrel, a wife said to her husband,&lt;br /&gt;You know, I was a fool when I married you.&lt;br /&gt;The husband replied, "Yes dear, but I was in love and didn't notice&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1785763424932606899-4204950050613869885?l=vishal-raj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vishal-raj.blogspot.com/feeds/4204950050613869885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1785763424932606899&amp;postID=4204950050613869885&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1785763424932606899/posts/default/4204950050613869885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1785763424932606899/posts/default/4204950050613869885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vishal-raj.blogspot.com/2010/06/dedicated-to-married-men.html' title='Dedicated to married men'/><author><name>Vishal Raj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12571397184320565574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/S8LxUc0l5HI/AAAAAAAAAWM/jZK2MaaWI38/S220/IMG_2075.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TCSGm1UcbeI/AAAAAAAAAeg/xI9vV_dqOSU/s72-c/marriage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1785763424932606899.post-2073798978928772593</id><published>2010-06-25T01:31:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-06-25T01:31:56.067+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><title type='text'>Letter from heaven</title><content type='html'>A man checked into a hotel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a computer in his room, so he decided to send an e-mail to his wife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, he accidentally typed a wrong e-mail address, and without realizing his error, he sent the e-mail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile....Somewhere in Houston, a widow had just returned from her husband's funeral. The widow decided to check her e-mail, expecting condolence messages from relatives and friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After reading the 1st message, she fainted. The widow's son rushed into the room found his mother on the floor and saw the computer screen which read:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Loving Wife&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Subject: I've reached&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Date: January 31, 2004&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know you're surprised to hear from me. They have computers here; we are allowed to send e-mails to loved ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've just reached and have been checked in. I see that everything has been prepared for your arrival tomorrow. Looking forward to seeing you&lt;br /&gt;TOMORROW !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yours&lt;br /&gt;Loving Hubby..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1785763424932606899-2073798978928772593?l=vishal-raj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vishal-raj.blogspot.com/feeds/2073798978928772593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1785763424932606899&amp;postID=2073798978928772593&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1785763424932606899/posts/default/2073798978928772593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1785763424932606899/posts/default/2073798978928772593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vishal-raj.blogspot.com/2010/06/letter-from-heaven.html' title='Letter from heaven'/><author><name>Vishal Raj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12571397184320565574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/S8LxUc0l5HI/AAAAAAAAAWM/jZK2MaaWI38/S220/IMG_2075.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1785763424932606899.post-4101227269047299662</id><published>2010-06-24T15:29:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-06-24T15:29:34.301+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiration'/><title type='text'>Why read "Bhagavad Gita"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TCMIidw1oGI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/K0efbffEp5g/s1600/bhagavad-gita.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TCMIidw1oGI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/K0efbffEp5g/s320/bhagavad-gita.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;An old Farmer lived on a farm in the mountains with his young grandson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each morning Grandpa was up early sitting at the kitchen table reading his Bhagavat Geeta. His grandson wanted to be just like him and tried to imitate him in every way he could.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day the grandson asked, 'Grandpa! I try to read the Bhagavat Geeta just like you but I don't understand it, and what I do understand I forget as soon as I close the book. What good does reading the Bhagavat Geeta do?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Grandfather quietly turned from putting coal in the stove and replied,&lt;br /&gt;'Take this coal basket down to the river and bring me back a basket of water.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boy did as he was told, but all the water leaked out before he got back to the house. The grandfather laughed and said, 'You'll have to move a little faster next time,' and sent him back to the river with the basket to try again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time the boy ran faster, but again the basket was empty before he returned home. Out of breath, he told his grandfather that it was impossible to carry water in a basket, and he went to get a bucket instead.&lt;br /&gt;The old man said, 'I don't want a bucket of water; I want a basket of water.&lt;br /&gt;You're just not trying hard enough,' and he went out the door to watch the boy try again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this point, the boy knew it was impossible, but he wanted to show his grandfather that even if he ran as fast as he could, the water would leak out before he got back to the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boy again dipped the basket into river and ran hard, but when he reached his grandfather the basket was again empty. Out of breath, he said, 'See Grandpa, it's useless!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'So you think it is useless?' The old man said, 'Look at the basket.' The boy looked at the basket and for the first time realized that the basket was different. It had been transformed from a dirty old coal basket and was now clean, inside and out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Son, that's what happens when you read the Bhagavat Geeta. You might not understand or remember everything, but when you read it, you will be changed, inside and out . That is the work of Krishna in our lives.'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1785763424932606899-4101227269047299662?l=vishal-raj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vishal-raj.blogspot.com/feeds/4101227269047299662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1785763424932606899&amp;postID=4101227269047299662&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1785763424932606899/posts/default/4101227269047299662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1785763424932606899/posts/default/4101227269047299662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vishal-raj.blogspot.com/2010/06/why-read-bhagavad-gita.html' title='Why read &quot;Bhagavad Gita&quot;'/><author><name>Vishal Raj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12571397184320565574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/S8LxUc0l5HI/AAAAAAAAAWM/jZK2MaaWI38/S220/IMG_2075.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TCMIidw1oGI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/K0efbffEp5g/s72-c/bhagavad-gita.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1785763424932606899.post-5959311567876611439</id><published>2010-06-23T21:24:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-06-23T21:24:20.730+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Sense of humour of God</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TCIt_IkEhfI/AAAAAAAAAeI/1hY0gbQTKio/s1600/india.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="196" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TCIt_IkEhfI/AAAAAAAAAeI/1hY0gbQTKio/s200/india.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;God was in the process of creating the universe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And he was explaining to his subordinates&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Look everything should be in balance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For example, after every 10 deer there should be a lion.&lt;br /&gt;Look here my fellow angels, here is the country of the United States.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have blessed them with prosperity and money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But at the same time I have given them insecurity and tension....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here is Africa. I have given them beautiful nature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But at the same time, I have given them climatic extremes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here is South America. I have given them lots of forests.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But at the same time, I have given them lesser land so that they would&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have to cut off the forests...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you see fellows, everything should be in balance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the angels asked...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"God, what is this extremely beautiful country here?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God said....... "Ahah...that is the crown piece of all. "INDIA",&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My most precious creation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has understanding and friendly People.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sparkling streams and serene mountains.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A culture which speaks of the great tradition that they live.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Technologically brilliant and with a heart of gold.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The angel was quite surprised:&lt;br /&gt;"But god you said everything should be in balance."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God replied --&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Just Look at the neighbours I gave them."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1785763424932606899-5959311567876611439?l=vishal-raj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vishal-raj.blogspot.com/feeds/5959311567876611439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1785763424932606899&amp;postID=5959311567876611439&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1785763424932606899/posts/default/5959311567876611439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1785763424932606899/posts/default/5959311567876611439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vishal-raj.blogspot.com/2010/06/sense-of-humour-of-god.html' title='Sense of humour of God'/><author><name>Vishal Raj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12571397184320565574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/S8LxUc0l5HI/AAAAAAAAAWM/jZK2MaaWI38/S220/IMG_2075.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TCIt_IkEhfI/AAAAAAAAAeI/1hY0gbQTKio/s72-c/india.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1785763424932606899.post-4961799929278219541</id><published>2010-06-23T21:20:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-06-23T21:20:42.165+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><title type='text'>Killing with English</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TCIqlAlRRxI/AAAAAAAAAeA/JGYWQT9NTSA/s1600/laughter.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TCIqlAlRRxI/AAAAAAAAAeA/JGYWQT9NTSA/s320/laughter.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Principal to student - " I saw you yesterday rotating near girls hostel pulling cigarette... ? "&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Class teacher once said - "pick up the paper and fall in the dustbin!!!"&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Once hindi teacher said...."i'm going out of the world to america.."&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;"Don't try to talk in front of my back"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Don't laugh at the back benches...otherwise teeth and all will be fallen down.....&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;It was very hot in the afternoon when the teacher entered.. She tried to switch the fan on, but there was some problem. and then she said -&amp;nbsp;"why is fan not oning" (ing form of on)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Teacher in a furious mood - "write down ur name and father of ur name!!"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My manager started like this - "Hi, I am Madhu, Married with two kids"&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;"Will u hang that calender or else i'll HANG MYSELF"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Librarian scold ,"If you talk again, I will kneel down outside."&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Chemistry HOD comes and tells us - "My aim is to study my son and marry my daughter"&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;"Why are you looking at the monkeys outside when i am in the class?"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Upon seeing the principal passing by, the teacher told the noisy class - "Keep quiet, the principal has just passed away"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1785763424932606899-4961799929278219541?l=vishal-raj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vishal-raj.blogspot.com/feeds/4961799929278219541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1785763424932606899&amp;postID=4961799929278219541&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1785763424932606899/posts/default/4961799929278219541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1785763424932606899/posts/default/4961799929278219541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vishal-raj.blogspot.com/2010/06/killing-with-english.html' title='Killing with English'/><author><name>Vishal Raj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12571397184320565574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/S8LxUc0l5HI/AAAAAAAAAWM/jZK2MaaWI38/S220/IMG_2075.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TCIqlAlRRxI/AAAAAAAAAeA/JGYWQT9NTSA/s72-c/laughter.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1785763424932606899.post-1864202053428064878</id><published>2010-06-22T10:44:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-06-22T10:44:21.441+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='You and Me'/><title type='text'>In love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TB8o0vaIW9I/AAAAAAAAAds/WBZZETj86HI/s1600/rickerchoi.com.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="228" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TB8o0vaIW9I/AAAAAAAAAds/WBZZETj86HI/s320/rickerchoi.com.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;Every time that I see you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I fall in love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;with you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;again...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1785763424932606899-1864202053428064878?l=vishal-raj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vishal-raj.blogspot.com/feeds/1864202053428064878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1785763424932606899&amp;postID=1864202053428064878&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1785763424932606899/posts/default/1864202053428064878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1785763424932606899/posts/default/1864202053428064878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vishal-raj.blogspot.com/2010/06/in-love.html' title='In love'/><author><name>Vishal Raj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12571397184320565574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/S8LxUc0l5HI/AAAAAAAAAWM/jZK2MaaWI38/S220/IMG_2075.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TB8o0vaIW9I/AAAAAAAAAds/WBZZETj86HI/s72-c/rickerchoi.com.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1785763424932606899.post-3614521533416960417</id><published>2010-06-18T13:59:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-06-18T13:59:49.659+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='motivation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='short story'/><title type='text'>Sharing happiness</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #555555; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;Two men, both seriously ill, occupied the same hospital room. One man was allowed to sit up in his bed for an hour each afternoon to help drain the fluid from his lungs. His bed was next to the room’s only window. The other man had to spend all his time flat on his back. The men talked for hours on end. They spoke of their wives and families, their homes, their jobs, their involvement in the military service, where they had been on vacation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #555555; font-size: 1em; line-height: 1.4em; margin-bottom: 0.7em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0.7em; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #555555; font-size: 1em; line-height: 1.4em; margin-bottom: 0.7em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0.7em; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;Every afternoon when the man in the bed by the window could sit up, he would pass the time by describing to his roommate all the things he could see outside the window. The man in the other bed began to live for those one hour periods where his world would be broadened and enlivened by all the activity and color of the world outside.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #555555; font-size: 1em; line-height: 1.4em; margin-bottom: 0.7em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0.7em; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;The window overlooked a park with a lovely lake. Ducks and swans played on the water while children sailed their model boats. Young lovers walked arm in arm amidst flowers of every color and a fine view of the city skyline could be seen in the distance. As the man by the window described all this in exquisite detail, the man on the other side of the room would close his eyes and imagine the picturesque scene.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #555555; font-size: 1em; line-height: 1.4em; margin-bottom: 0.7em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0.7em; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;One warm afternoon the man by the window described a parade passing by. Although the other man couldn’t hear the band – he could see it in his mind’s eye as the gentleman by the window portrayed it with descriptive words.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #555555; font-size: 1em; line-height: 1.4em; margin-bottom: 0.7em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0.7em; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;Days and weeks passed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #555555; font-size: 1em; line-height: 1.4em; margin-bottom: 0.7em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0.7em; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;One morning, the day nurse arrived to bring water for their baths, only to find the lifeless body of the man by the window, who had died peacefully in his sleep. She was saddened and called the hospital attendants to take the body away. As soon as it seemed appropriate, the other man asked if he could be moved next to the window. The nurse was happy to make the switch, and after making sure he was comfortable, she left him alone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #555555; font-size: 1em; line-height: 1.4em; margin-bottom: 0.7em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0.7em; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;Slowly, painfully, he propped himself up on one elbow to take his first look at the real world outside. He strained to slowly turn to look out the window beside the bed. It faced a blank wall. The man asked the nurse what could have compelled his deceased roommate who had described such wonderful things outside this window. The nurse responded that the man was blind and could not even see the wall.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #555555; font-size: 1em; line-height: 1.4em; margin-bottom: 0.7em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0.7em; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;She said, “Perhaps he just wanted to encourage you.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #555555; font-size: 1em; line-height: 1.4em; margin-bottom: 0.7em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0.7em; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;Source @&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://bedaretodream.wordpress.com/2010/06/18/spiritual-short-stories/"&gt;Sharing Happiness&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1785763424932606899-3614521533416960417?l=vishal-raj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vishal-raj.blogspot.com/feeds/3614521533416960417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1785763424932606899&amp;postID=3614521533416960417&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1785763424932606899/posts/default/3614521533416960417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1785763424932606899/posts/default/3614521533416960417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vishal-raj.blogspot.com/2010/06/sharing-happiness.html' title='Sharing happiness'/><author><name>Vishal Raj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12571397184320565574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/S8LxUc0l5HI/AAAAAAAAAWM/jZK2MaaWI38/S220/IMG_2075.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1785763424932606899.post-5491451786558358819</id><published>2010-06-17T12:00:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2010-06-17T12:01:46.169+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love quotes'/><title type='text'>A few love quotes to remember...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TBnAxAzPsXI/AAAAAAAAAdU/Z0zwTozV3nw/s1600/love-quote.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TBnAxAzPsXI/AAAAAAAAAdU/Z0zwTozV3nw/s320/love-quote.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;Love means never having to say you are sorry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: serif;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: serif;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;Gravitation is not responsible for people falling in love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: serif;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: serif;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;When love is not madness, it is not love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: serif;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: serif;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;Anyone can be passionate, but it takes real lovers to be silly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: serif;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: serif;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;If I could be anything in the world I would want to be a teardrop because I would be born in your eyes, live on your cheeks, and die on your lips.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: serif;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: serif;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;Love is not singular except in syllable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: serif;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: serif;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;For it was not into my ear you whispered, but into my heart. It was not my lips you kissed, but my soul.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: serif;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: serif;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;For you see, each day I love you more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;Today more than yesterday and less than tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: serif;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;Grow old with me! The best is yet to be.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: serif;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: serif;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;Time is too slow for those who wait, too swift for those who fear, too long for those who grieve, too short for those who rejoice, but for those who love, time is eternity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: serif;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: serif;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;At the touch of love, everyone becomes a poet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: serif;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: serif;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;You know you're in love when you can't fall asleep because reality is finally better than your dreams.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: serif;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: serif;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;When I say, 'I love you,' it's not because I want you or because I can't have you. It has nothing to do with me. I love what you are, what you do, how you try. I've seen your kindness and your strength. I've seen the best and the worst of you. And I understand with perfect clarity exactly what you are. You're a hell of a woman.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: serif;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: serif;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;You can't stop loving or wanting to love because when its right, it's the best thing in the world. When you're in a relationship and it's good, even if nothing else in your life is right, you feel like your whole world is complete.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: serif;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1785763424932606899-5491451786558358819?l=vishal-raj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vishal-raj.blogspot.com/feeds/5491451786558358819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1785763424932606899&amp;postID=5491451786558358819&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1785763424932606899/posts/default/5491451786558358819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1785763424932606899/posts/default/5491451786558358819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vishal-raj.blogspot.com/2010/06/few-love-quotes-to-remember.html' title='A few love quotes to remember...'/><author><name>Vishal Raj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12571397184320565574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/S8LxUc0l5HI/AAAAAAAAAWM/jZK2MaaWI38/S220/IMG_2075.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TBnAxAzPsXI/AAAAAAAAAdU/Z0zwTozV3nw/s72-c/love-quote.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1785763424932606899.post-5917396122134171139</id><published>2010-06-16T17:49:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-06-16T17:49:26.688+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pain'/><title type='text'>But...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TBioIGHSJYI/AAAAAAAAAc8/SAupAZr2BfY/s1600/photobucket1.com.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TBioIGHSJYI/AAAAAAAAAc8/SAupAZr2BfY/s400/photobucket1.com.jpg" width="375" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;Path that we walked&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Time that we spent&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Words that we spoke&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I shall cherish them in my heart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;But&lt;/i&gt;, A life without you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Rainbows with no hue&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Morning with no dews&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Where do I keep them ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Feelings that had groomed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Spans shared in the room&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sweet kisses exchanged&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I shall cherish them in my heart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;But&lt;/i&gt;,&amp;nbsp;Lost guts to start again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Frailty to bear the pain&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Wounds chiseled in vain&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Where do I keep them ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Love we had shared&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Space that we gave&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Fathom that we had&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I shall cherish them in my heart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;But&lt;/i&gt;,&amp;nbsp;Emptiness in my heart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;Feelings teared apart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Loneliness on my part&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Where do I keep them ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Moments of intimacy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Closeness of the bodies&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Silence of our lives&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I shall cherish them in my heart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;But&lt;/i&gt;,&amp;nbsp;Unrequited questions&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Unbridled aggressions&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The unsinful repressions&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Where do I keep them ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Image courtesy:photobucket.com&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1785763424932606899-5917396122134171139?l=vishal-raj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vishal-raj.blogspot.com/feeds/5917396122134171139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1785763424932606899&amp;postID=5917396122134171139&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1785763424932606899/posts/default/5917396122134171139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1785763424932606899/posts/default/5917396122134171139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vishal-raj.blogspot.com/2010/06/but.html' title='But...'/><author><name>Vishal Raj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12571397184320565574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/S8LxUc0l5HI/AAAAAAAAAWM/jZK2MaaWI38/S220/IMG_2075.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TBioIGHSJYI/AAAAAAAAAc8/SAupAZr2BfY/s72-c/photobucket1.com.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1785763424932606899.post-5154019170963203147</id><published>2010-06-15T17:34:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2010-06-23T23:29:54.949+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='You'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Meaning of love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TBdJyI-Um8I/AAAAAAAAAc0/kDHf0dx9tts/s1600/2-deviantart.com.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TBdJyI-Um8I/AAAAAAAAAc0/kDHf0dx9tts/s320/2-deviantart.com.jpg" width="241" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Every word&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;that defined Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;has only one meaning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;for me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Image courtesy: deviantart.com&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1785763424932606899-5154019170963203147?l=vishal-raj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vishal-raj.blogspot.com/feeds/5154019170963203147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1785763424932606899&amp;postID=5154019170963203147&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1785763424932606899/posts/default/5154019170963203147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1785763424932606899/posts/default/5154019170963203147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vishal-raj.blogspot.com/2010/06/meaning-of-love.html' title='Meaning of love'/><author><name>Vishal Raj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12571397184320565574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/S8LxUc0l5HI/AAAAAAAAAWM/jZK2MaaWI38/S220/IMG_2075.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TBdJyI-Um8I/AAAAAAAAAc0/kDHf0dx9tts/s72-c/2-deviantart.com.jpg' height='72' 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style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;The moments we spent together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;which once seemed so unreal,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;and made us so happy,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;have now turned into&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;MIRAGE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Image courtesy: uoregon.edu&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1785763424932606899-6460071538243899586?l=vishal-raj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vishal-raj.blogspot.com/feeds/6460071538243899586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1785763424932606899&amp;postID=6460071538243899586&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1785763424932606899/posts/default/6460071538243899586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1785763424932606899/posts/default/6460071538243899586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vishal-raj.blogspot.com/2010/06/mirage.html' title='The Mirage'/><author><name>Vishal Raj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12571397184320565574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/S8LxUc0l5HI/AAAAAAAAAWM/jZK2MaaWI38/S220/IMG_2075.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TBcVkjS_8mI/AAAAAAAAAcU/zMGoePChzs8/s72-c/uoregon.edu.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1785763424932606899.post-2096780927782729123</id><published>2010-06-11T10:58:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-06-11T10:58:16.865+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i hate love storys'/><title type='text'>i hate love storys!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TBHIMs37JTI/AAAAAAAAAb8/WCBBPuQjwQs/s1600/sawfnew.com.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TBHIMs37JTI/AAAAAAAAAb8/WCBBPuQjwQs/s320/sawfnew.com.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Kuch khaab dekhe hain&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: serif; font-size: small;"&gt;Kuch rang soche hain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Ab maine kal apne&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: serif; font-size: small;"&gt;Tere sang soche hain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Is raah me jab bhi&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: serif; font-size: small;"&gt;Tu saath hoti hai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Kisson ke panno si&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: serif; font-size: small;"&gt;Har baat hoti hai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Rooh jo hui meri fida&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: serif; font-size: small;"&gt;To pal me uthi koi sada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Ke dil se hua juda juda&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: serif; font-size: small;"&gt;Toota mai is tarah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Sadka kiya yun ishq ka&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: serif; font-size: small;"&gt;Ke sar jhuka jahan deedar hua&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Sadak kiya yun ishq ka&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Ke sar jhuka jahan deedar hua&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: serif; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Tere mudne se sooraj mud gaya&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: serif; font-size: small;"&gt;Tere roshni ke saaye me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: serif; font-size: small;"&gt;Mai dhoop si khili&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: serif; font-size: small;"&gt;Mera aasmaa bhi chhota pad gaya&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: serif; font-size: small;"&gt;Mujhe jab se hai baahon me teri&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: serif; font-size: small;"&gt;panaah milee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Wo thehri teri adaa adaa&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: serif; font-size: small;"&gt;Ke ruk bhi gaya mera khuda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Tu mujhpe hai ye asar hua&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: serif; font-size: small;"&gt;Toota mai is tarah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: serif; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Sadka kiya yun ishq ka&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Ke sar jhuka jahan deedar hua&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: serif; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: serif; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Sadka kiya yun ishq ka&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Ke sar jhuka jahan deedar hua&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: serif; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: serif; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Kuch khaab dekhe hain&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: serif; font-size: small;"&gt;Kuch rang soche hain&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: serif; font-size: small;"&gt;Ab maine kal apne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Teri khushboo me bheege khat mile&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: serif; font-size: small;"&gt;Teri rang ke siyahi se likhe padhe sune&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Teri baaton ke wo saare silsilay&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: serif; font-size: small;"&gt;Meri dil ki kahani se kahe sune bune&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Mai kar sakoon bayaan bayaan&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: serif; font-size: small;"&gt;Ke chupp se hui meri zubaan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Ye dil mehmaan hua &amp;nbsp;hua&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: serif; font-size: small;"&gt;Toota mai is tarah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: serif; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Sadka kiya yun ishq ka&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Ke sar jhuka jahan deedar hua&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: serif; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: serif; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Sadka kiya yun ishq ka&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Ke sar jhuka jahan deedar hua&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: serif; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: serif; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Kuch khaab dekhe hain&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Kuch rang soche hain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: serif; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Ab maine kal apne&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Tere sang soche hain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: serif; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: serif; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Is raah me jab bhi&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Tu saath hoti hai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: serif; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Kisson ke panno si&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Har baat hoti hai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: serif; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: serif; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Rooh jo hui meri fida&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;To pal me uthi koi sada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Ke dil se hua juda juda&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Toota mai is tarah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: serif; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Sadka kiya yun ishq ka&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Ke sar jhuka jahan deedar hua&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: serif; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: serif; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Sadka kiya yun ishq ka&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Ke sar jhuka jahan deedar hua...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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Raj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12571397184320565574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/S8LxUc0l5HI/AAAAAAAAAWM/jZK2MaaWI38/S220/IMG_2075.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TBHIMs37JTI/AAAAAAAAAb8/WCBBPuQjwQs/s72-c/sawfnew.com.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1785763424932606899.post-972703889366509629</id><published>2010-06-09T18:12:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2010-06-09T18:12:41.628+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pain'/><title type='text'>In this love...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TA-JFZw3M3I/AAAAAAAAAb0/nqnXwtNAtes/s1600/7-wordpress.com.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TA-JFZw3M3I/AAAAAAAAAb0/nqnXwtNAtes/s320/7-wordpress.com.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: serif; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;In this love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Did you kept nudging me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;or did I jolted you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Either ways the crime&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;has been accomplished&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;We both have fallen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;fallen in love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I have stumbled&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;once again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;but lost my valor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;to bear more pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Now that its causing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;sweet bitter spasm in heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Still I refuse to give up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;just for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I know you'll come to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;We'll walk together, again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Into our new world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Till then, my dear,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I choose to lay back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;And see the world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;just as mute spectator&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Image courtesy: wordpress.com&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.facebook.com/widgets/like.php?href=http://vishal-raj.blogspot.com" scrolling="no" frameborder="0" style="border:none; width:450px; height:80px"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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Raj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12571397184320565574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/S8LxUc0l5HI/AAAAAAAAAWM/jZK2MaaWI38/S220/IMG_2075.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TA-JFZw3M3I/AAAAAAAAAb0/nqnXwtNAtes/s72-c/7-wordpress.com.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1785763424932606899.post-6738025393624227229</id><published>2010-06-07T21:27:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2010-06-08T15:48:07.476+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Lets stay together... Forever</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: serif;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: serif;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TA0T18A-s5I/AAAAAAAAAbs/jDoPs4SP0RU/s1600/6-wordpress.com.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TA0T18A-s5I/AAAAAAAAAbs/jDoPs4SP0RU/s320/6-wordpress.com.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Away from this messy world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;A beautiful place for you to live&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Is my Heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;A beautiful place for me to live&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Is your Heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Come lets stay together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;In each others heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Close to each other&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Forever, forever, forever...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Image courtesy: pixdaus.com&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;iframe frameborder="0" scrolling="no" src="http://www.facebook.com/widgets/like.php?href=http://vishal-raj.blogspot.com" style="border: none; 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Forever'/><author><name>Vishal Raj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12571397184320565574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/S8LxUc0l5HI/AAAAAAAAAWM/jZK2MaaWI38/S220/IMG_2075.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TA0T18A-s5I/AAAAAAAAAbs/jDoPs4SP0RU/s72-c/6-wordpress.com.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1785763424932606899.post-9037210626027521461</id><published>2010-06-06T21:02:00.006+05:30</published><updated>2010-06-07T23:00:00.577+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>World of happiness</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TAox1sOgHhI/AAAAAAAAAbc/llfmFOf_2P4/s1600/rediffiland" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TAox1sOgHhI/AAAAAAAAAbc/llfmFOf_2P4/s400/rediffiland" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I never left you and I never hid from you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;All I needed was time for our world to hue&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And I am here only, standing right next to you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Waiting for you to open eyes and turn around&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;See the beautiful world I have created for you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That I have put through all my heart, my soul&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A world where happiness is the only treasure&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I offer this to you my love, with my pleasure&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Image courtesy: rediffland.com&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;iframe frameborder="0" scrolling="no" src="http://www.facebook.com/widgets/like.php?href=http://vishal-raj.blogspot.com" style="border: none; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TAeclaB-QGI/AAAAAAAAAbU/Q4vgAU0EYBg/s1600/photoreview.com.au.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TAeclaB-QGI/AAAAAAAAAbU/Q4vgAU0EYBg/s320/photoreview.com.au.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I thought its long way we'd walk together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;And life could not be any happier&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I am waiting, for you to come....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Image courtesy: photoreview.com.au&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.facebook.com/widgets/like.php?href=http://vishal-raj.blogspot.com"        scrolling="no" frameborder="0"        style="border:none; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TAD3egycUDI/AAAAAAAAAak/6X7t3CYe3jY/s1600/innventia.com.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nk6YCRmqxKE/TAD3egycUDI/AAAAAAAAAak/6X7t3CYe3jY/s320/innventia.com.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Its a long... journey between Life and Death&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;And there is no escape my friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Any path you may choose for the expedition&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;the equations will vary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;The sum of happiness and sorrows&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;would remain the constant, by your fate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Image courtesy: innventia.com&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1785763424932606899-2183189915945685110?l=vishal-raj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vishal-raj.blogspot.com/feeds/2183189915945685110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1785763424932606899&amp;postID=2183189915945685110&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1785763424932606899/posts/default/2183189915945685110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1785763424932606899/posts/default/2183189915945685110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vishal-raj.blogspot.com/2010/05/journey-of-life.html' title='Journey of life'/><author><name>Vishal Raj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12571397184320565574</uri><email>noreply@bl
