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		<title>Live and Let Live!</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[A freedom without discipline is a disorder. The public places, whether it is a children park, a zoo, a bus stand, hospitals, lifts and even roads, become the worst victims of the lack of civic sense. Irrespective of the class of the society they belong to, the circles of disastrous smoke fly’s all over. City [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=umanidhi.wordpress.com&amp;blog=11660977&amp;post=479&amp;subd=umanidhi&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><span style="color:#000080;">A freedom without discipline is a disorder. The public places, whether it is a children park, a zoo, a bus stand, hospitals, lifts and even roads, become the worst victims of the lack of civic sense. Irrespective of the class of the society they belong to, the circles of disastrous smoke fly’s all over. </span></p>
<p><span style="color:#000080;">City transportations like busses, inside theaters display No Smoking signs. Yet who cares! There are senseless and cheeky people who prove that common sense is not so common these days, unmindful of the threat of fine, rings of poisonous smoke is breath out in the healthy air welcoming you with its abhorrent stink, penetrating through the lethargic olfactory nerves twisting them, and souring the eyes. It gets worse when people who are allergic or suffering from asthama encounter it. Fortunately, blesses to those who follow the rules and point out to them the fact that it&#8217;s a no-smoking zone and please quit. </span></p>
<p><span style="color:#000080;">A cigarette butt is found one in a meter on the stretching streets. The streets are filthy and the drains are clogged with cigarette butts. The market areas and the side lanes are aplenty with pan masala shops selling the undesirable things. In any Indian movie, smoking appears to be the predominant activity, next only to eating and people are inclining to the scenes. The percentage of smokers in the city is reaching the apex from the count it was few years back. Majority of college students are found smoking in groups on the pleasant beach road giving a road show. Do you own the city? Moreover they are obnoxiously using the same cigarette irrespective of the consequences of smoking. This is causing a real discomfort for the people around you. Dude is it so cool playing with a cigar? He then said, stop complaining about smokers- fumes from the cars are dreadful! Letting him back, we don’t sit with our head right next to car exhaust like you are so close to cigarette exhaust. </span></p>
<p><span style="color:#000080;">It is very well understood where deficit creeps and illiteracy escalates the sense of hygiene either public or personnel does not get the lime light. This problem does not encircle the minor responsibilities of a human rather they mean public hygiene. In the year 2005 smoking and civic sense has created awareness among most of the cigar population but unfortunately the advertisements and the ban was short lived due to unconcerned authorities. Strict rules and regulations by the authorities, obliged role by the educated citizens both the youth and the elders, will lead to its downfall, helping the nature to get what it aspires for, the most wanted REFREASH! So live and let others live!</span></p>
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		<description><![CDATA[&#160; As an excited woman, the sound of rain drops, the petrichor and also seetu sir’s classes.. were exciting to me.. then why wont be my first interview? (not exactly first maybe I should call it first in college) I was thrilled rather overwhelmed, tensed and what not! There came an announcement Infosys is the [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=umanidhi.wordpress.com&amp;blog=11660977&amp;post=465&amp;subd=umanidhi&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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<p>As an excited woman, the sound of rain drops, the petrichor and also seetu sir’s classes.. were exciting to me.. then why wont be my first interview? (not exactly first maybe I should call it first in college) I was thrilled rather overwhelmed, tensed and what not! There came an announcement Infosys is the first to enter placements said mayank.. An incredible volunteer of avdhani sir! The truth is I don’t know what incredibility avdhani sir can squeeze out of anyone! Seriously he has done his best bearing all tensed heads doubts, especially mine <img src='http://s2.wp.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_razz.gif' alt=':P' class='wp-smiley' /> .</p>
<p>Firstly I ran for my interview file! Black or blue? No black looks professional.. naa I shall carry blue pen. My ambiguity got carried away like tintin runs for his adventures. Though am no tintin, still I could end up with a not so ridiculous decision what to take and what not from the huge set of certificate I so called “achieved”. This certificates proud feeling would last till you earn a couple of jobs I swear! <img src='http://s2.wp.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_razz.gif' alt=':P' class='wp-smiley' />   <span style="color:#003300;">I would say.. Dress in formals.. Though I choose my lucky pink and blue salwaar with my spects on. Guys formals are must! I know formal has one synonym for guy’s n enormous for girls. I pity them. Most importantly remember to google the company and learn about it.</span></p>
<p>The big time news which hit like a zephyr, I should call it wow. Infosys has NO technical interview. Well some people (nerds especially) said WHAT, guess it’s a bad feeling though. The morning was bright enough to make a pond out of my sweat. The sizzling sun, then I remembered yummy scoops! Akhila said… uma we came for an interview. As always like she was there when am tensed to calm me down and when am down to kick me up! But scoops and interview! I choose interview, I had to. Actually I was forced to.</p>
<p>The huge room which can space 500 was filled like it can space no more. We people got jumbled and sat down few with biting lips, few with big sighs and few with oh I see attitudes. Don’t ask me how I felt. I didn’t understand what to feel sighting those many feelings. Soon we stopped gossiping when a bunch of people entered the room accompanied by avdhani sir.  He said they are from Infosys. We stared at them like they are from a new planet.</p>
<p>A man shouted..<span style="color:#003366;"> shall we start guys!</span></p>
<p>We thought start what..?we have been waiting here since 9:00 am and you wanna ask when its 10:00 !!  well.. still said YES with a bang!</p>
<p><span style="color:#003366;">I am Mr..A (sorry I dnt remember his name, but ya he was handsom though.:P) the HR of Infosys recruitment team. These are my colleagues, and he introduced one after another professionally.</span></p>
<p>The presentation was on. There came everything which a student need to know on the wall.. well that was admiring.. Except the pay.. which was 3 lpa. he sipped his cup of tea. Gave a brief intro about everything he can. The company. Who works. What goes on. What are the career stages. I guess mostly everything.</p>
<p><span style="color:#003366;">So now we will pass on to the written test.. he announced.</span> Our hearts started thundering. Ok! He left for distributing the papers and everyone started settling in order.<a href="http://umanidhi.files.wordpress.com/2011/12/infosys4.jpg"><img class="alignleft size-full wp-image-470" title="infosys ." src="http://umanidhi.files.wordpress.com/2011/12/infosys4.jpg?w=614" alt=""   /></a></p>
<p>The paper was, well it was white with decent black dots elegantly n ravishingly designed on it. Oops ! sorry..:P</p>
<p><span style="color:#003300;">It had four sections..</span></p>
<p>1.<strong> quantitative</strong> –<span style="color:#003300;"> you got to do this section fast which needs practice. Since I and few of my friends were Cat students we could do it well! And fast.</span></p>
<p>2. <strong>Verba</strong>l – <span style="color:#003300;">this needs an average English knowledge, again CAT n gre students have done it comparatively well.</span></p>
<p>3. <strong>Reading comprehension</strong>.</p>
<p>4.<strong> Logical reasoning</strong>-<span style="color:#003300;"> simple logical reasoning questions.</span></p>
<p><span style="color:#003300;">I would rather suggest you to practice few questions or solve few papers. As I said CAT n gre students really did well! Students who are good at technical skills were put down if their analytical skills are low. No matter what!. When questioned WHY?, the infosian said.. We at Infosys teach from the scrap so we need minds who are ready to learn n analyze not just learn.</span></p>
<p><span style="color:#003300;">The test was over in some 45 mins. TASK ACCOMPLISHED!. They have taken the papers for manual connection. A tall man again became visible through his voice which said… results will b out at 2:00pm please land on the same place. We spread places. Few were settled on the benches. Now its 1:00 pm just another hour. I was there in the class itself. Who was feeling hungry.? Nobody can and will.</span></p>
<p>At 2 30pm another human entered the big room. I only knew its human. My mind understood I was hungry now. My eyes are closed. Deepthi sitting next beside me.. started patting me hard on my sholder.. uma.. uma he has a paper in his hands! Paper.. ! I gave him a sharp glance.</p>
<p>He started reading out! MAN!  He is reading the selected list names! Few minds past.. the list is over.. those whose names were out.. left with smiling faces.. actually ran.. ran where ? I didn’t bother.</p>
<p>In twenty more mins… another paper came! The so called LIST.. he read them out! My name wasn’t thr!!</p>
<p>What the F***! Am I so worthless.. I felt so ashamed! More surprised… then came list 4. Again- my name wasn’t there. My anxious mind.. made me call ! I called up the volunteers. dude.. how many more papers are there ? they are few more.. he said. I could hear the rustling of papers.</p>
<p>In another 20 mins ! the list 5 has turned up.. it was 8:15.. I thought will I reach home today! The same man.. who made us wait for so long.. whom I cursed so hard.. shouted.. ch uma nidhi. I attended yes sir.. ! The Godzilla now looked like a saint to me. I ran just like everyone else whose names were called not knowing where.</p>
<p>Another guy at the entrance pointed out, please go to the women’s engineering building you have an interview round there! I stressed ‘NOW?’ He stressed back ‘yes NOW!’ I walked.. Actually ran.. Now an interview.. I lost my hunger again.. Thinking how will I face the interviewer now! Am looking like a dog who just played football in mud (I don’t know if dogs play football) and there is no water to least wash my face! I grinned at myself.</p>
<p>Everything was going in an order. People are in line. Few rooms lit and seriousness all around. There were people to help, to learn where you have to walk towards, to me  where I have to run towards.</p>
<p>I was stopped by a dark colored human! Sit down.. he ordered. I sat down on the bench outside those lit rooms, waiting for my call. A couple of students also got added up in few seconds beside me.  A student just rushed out.</p>
<p>I asked him out of more anxiety and less concern.. How was the interview? What did he ask.. he said.. well I am from ece.. So he questioned me about how I like my subject ? my hobbies ? what projects have I done ?</p>
<p>I thought oh.. not too scary.. he added.. but he said… you are not worth..! I gasped! What? He said it on your face I enquired. He said yes, trying to goodbye our so called discussion. It was my turn next! I was waiting and just waiting.. he called ch uma. I rose up! The same dark man.. helped me with my file and pleaded, He wants to have his tea can you wait a moment.. WHAT ? I gasped again.. TEA now!! Did anyone promise the god that I should have a heart stroke. With that hidden, oh no no problem at all smile on my face I said sure..</p>
<p>the studious uma in me.. Wanted to use the time and know something out of nothing. I asked the man.. sir, who is the interviewer? He said, he is a psychologist. Confused me! Psychologist for an HR interview! Woo man what a company! I started digging my head about the book “human psychology”my mom used to read and I scolded her for her preaching’s. I wont ask him another question n scold myself. I was quiet which a prodigious task was for me.</p>
<p>After 3 long minutes I let myself in.. I closed the door with ease as did other people. Guys remember to do that, this reflects manners anta! <img src='http://s2.wp.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_razz.gif' alt=':P' class='wp-smiley' /> </p>
<p>So.. uma.. am sorry to make you wait.. he apologized. I stated at him with the sight of a psychologist in my mind.. oh no problem sir. I smiled at him.</p>
<p><strong>Tell me about yourself he questioned,  trying to scribble with his pen on the paper</strong>.</p>
<p><span style="color:#003366;">Well sir, am a resident of vizag since 21 years, computers were my childhood ardor so am into cse. Along with coding, I do blog, write fiction, photography are my interesting activities, though the list is little lenthy. I even work as a free lancer writer for an ad agency since an year and started as  an writer in local magazine..</span></p>
<p><span style="color:#003300;">He starred at me attentively..</span></p>
<p><strong>Oh.. cool.. what else you do along with your engineering..</strong></p>
<p><span style="color:#003366;">I continued my ramayanam..:P and he listened as his first time..</span></p>
<p>He went back to my resume.. <strong>so uma, you mentioned in your resume that you are an event organizer.. what have you done..?</strong></p>
<p><span style="color:#003366;">I acknowledged back few of my works, hopefully he must be overwhelmed to listen.</span></p>
<p><strong>I have a question uma nidhi.</strong></p>
<p><span style="color:#003366;">Yes sir go on.. I appreciated, thinking.. man.. were’t those questions you have been asking me?</span></p>
<p><strong>Tell me a situation where you faced problem while organizing and how you solved it?</strong></p>
<p><span style="color:#003366;">I told him a recent situation, happened in a coll fest.</span></p>
<p><strong>Hmm, so your writing and language skills are far good, why didn’t you take writing as your profession ? he questioned.</strong></p>
<p><span style="color:#003366;">Since I didn’t expect this, trying to be confident as I am used to these questions I said. Sir, yes of course writing is my passion, more than a hobby. But computers are like my “can’t live without living things”. That was the reason why am into this.</span></p>
<p><strong>He glanced back to my resume again! He lifted high and asked with a glow..you know kuchipudi?</strong></p>
<p><span style="color:#003366;">I said yes sir, have been earning it since 4 years,</span></p>
<p><strong>Good..</strong> he appreciated. I thought this old man likes kuchipudi, good for me.</p>
<p><strong>After few questions he dumped on me, which were somthig like about family, expectations about life and what am I upto these days he ended up. With his last question, do you have any questions ?</strong></p>
<p><span style="color:#003300;">Yes I did ask him couple of questions, I would say asking a question 1. About the company. 2. About what discussion went on during the interview is a good point. First would show your interest towards the company.(no matter if you aren’t interested, still you got to know just caz you are sitting in front of him). Secondly, that would show your attentiveness.</span></p>
<p><strong>Thanks uma, you can leave now.</strong></p>
<p><span style="color:#003366;">I gestured back. Nice talking to you sir. Good night.</span></p>
<p><span style="color:#003300;">I then understood the incredible fact that, I can eat something now and the scary fact that my interview went on for almost an hour and its 9 : 45pm. My day ended when I jumped on my princess bed. And let a big sigh. Later a week I knew I was IN and that I can be an infoscion if I want to be. <img src='http://s2.wp.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_razz.gif' alt=':P' class='wp-smiley' /> </span></p>
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		<description><![CDATA[&#160; ambitiousness is a crime!! is it? the huge wings she always wanted, she wanted to fly high, fly far.  the long crowd in the local rails of hyderabad yells at the little girl! crushed and twisted in the big city, made up a big mind to face a big place for a prodigious life! [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=umanidhi.wordpress.com&amp;blog=11660977&amp;post=447&amp;subd=umanidhi&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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<p><span style="color:#003300;">ambitiousness is a crime!! is it? the huge wings she always wanted, she wanted to fly high, fly far.  the long crowd in the local rails of hyderabad yells at the little girl! crushed and twisted in the big city, made up a big mind to face a big place for a prodigious life! there is no right, no win no lose she walked back getting down the rush. </span></p>
<p><span style="color:#003300;">what she faced big in her small life! ? how the one night at Hyderabad changed her life!  </span></p>
<p><span style="color:#003300;">COMINg SOON!&#8230;&#8230;. <img src='http://s0.wp.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_smile.gif' alt=':)' class='wp-smiley' />  </span></p>
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		<title>beauty &#8211; my definition!</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[Thesaurus defines beauty as physical attractiveness, Merriam defines beauty as  a pleasurable feeling which exalts mind and spirit. how does you define beauty? being beautiful, elegant, splendid, eye catching&#8230;why does one want to look beautiful? is it caz we want every eyes on us, or beauty is a jargon used by layman to satisfy his critical heart ? it was in the hard ,tough,wrinkled  hands [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=umanidhi.wordpress.com&amp;blog=11660977&amp;post=436&amp;subd=umanidhi&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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<p>it was in the hard ,tough,wrinkled  hands of an old man who gave his only bread meal to the lonely boy beside , in his hands, i found beauty! <em>poorly beautiful</em>.  when i walked along the dark street an evening encountered a mother feeding milk to her unhealthy child with tears in her eyes, i found beauty! <em>happily beautiful .</em>sara the little girl who bruised her knee again n again trying to climb the other side of the fence. she gave a big smile when she is done.  i found beauty! <em>successfully beautiful. </em></p>
<p>beauty is an incredible hormone which excites our senses our mind and soul. it is an charismatic mystery. is this a positive feeling? i say YES.  all along the things i encountered , the way i felt it, left me feel good. may be kinda happiness. it never hurt me. your perspective  is all what matters!  the world looks true and happy at one tick of time, the same world looks scary and you lose hope at another second. what is it all about?? isn&#8217;t the world same?? it is.. your attitude has just changed its step.</p>
<p>beauty makes you feel blessed. you dont need to look gorgeous with a hour glass figure, checking every weekend asking your boyfriend did i put on weight?  beauty is accepting WHO you are, knowing WHAT you are, appreciating the fact of incredible you! trying to present the best in you, satisfaction, and a smile no matter what is behind that beam.</p>
<p>the mind is a prowess conduit. i feel terribly bad when i am left with nothing visible to my clairvoyant attitude and the verdict- i never found my definition and keep on wandering in the bushes in my mind as a nomad.  i feel beautiful when my mascara doesn&#8217;t get  smugged at the end of the day. i feel beautiful when  i see a smile on my dads face after my long fight with him. i feel beautiful when he appreciates me though i know he is lying.i feel beautiful when my 99th photograph comes best and i decide to print it. i feel beautiful when i score in my semesters.  now for the real beauty i have so many definitions&#8230;what is your tag?</p>
<p>in this circle of limitless knowledge and limitless choices it is so confusing to define something and its definition changes it course before the first meaning reaches the last person.</p>
<p>dedicated to you, the beautiful person who now decides to good bye the bottles in the bathroom shelf , and spends time with myself rather than on myself.</p>
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		<title>mahe tu mere!!!</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 02 May 2011 04:32:13 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8211;Mahe tu ,mahe tu&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8211; &#8212;&#8212;&#8211;tu mere samney, samney aja.aa..&#8212;&#8212;&#8212; &#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8211;Mahe tu, mahe tu&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8211; &#8212;&#8212;-tu mere samney, samney a ja..aaa&#8212;&#8212;- Ankey mereee rukthy kaha! Doundey tuje sara jaha! Kudha ki thofa hai tu, Kaise mai tuje chood du, Adhi adhi se hai a jindagi, jab se aashique ban gaye hai aznabee, Door tum gaye ho, hum [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=umanidhi.wordpress.com&amp;blog=11660977&amp;post=431&amp;subd=umanidhi&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><span style="color:#000080;"><strong>&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8211;Mahe tu ,mahe tu&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8211;</strong></span><br />
<span style="color:#000080;"><strong>&#8212;&#8212;&#8211;tu mere samney, samney aja.aa..&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;</strong></span><br />
<span style="color:#000080;"><strong>&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8211;Mahe tu, mahe tu&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8211;</strong></span><br />
<span style="color:#000080;"><strong>&#8212;&#8212;-tu mere samney, samney a ja..aaa&#8212;&#8212;-</strong></span></p>
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<div><span style="color:#000080;"><strong>Ankey mereee rukthy kaha! Doundey tuje sara jaha!</strong></span><br />
<span style="color:#000080;"><strong>Kudha ki thofa hai tu,</strong></span><br />
<span style="color:#000080;"><strong>Kaise mai tuje chood du,</strong></span></div>
<div><span style="color:#000080;"><strong>Adhi adhi se hai a jindagi,</strong></span><br />
<span style="color:#000080;"><strong>jab se aashique ban gaye hai aznabee,</strong></span><br />
<span style="color:#000080;"><strong>Door tum gaye ho, hum nahe</strong></span><br />
<span style="color:#000080;"><strong>Kuch na manga tha mai ne, tum se kahe</strong></span></div>
<div><span style="color:#000080;"><strong>Kya aaa jooth tha Ishq ka,</strong></span><br />
<span style="color:#000080;"><strong>kya aaa kasoor tha, pyaar ka</strong></span><br />
<span style="color:#000080;"><strong>mere jindagi ka</strong></span><br />
<span style="color:#000080;"><strong>e jeeth hai ,ya haar hai?</strong></span></div>
<div><span style="color:#000080;"><strong>Phegal thy hai aasoo mare, kesi ko patha nahi</strong></span><br />
<span style="color:#000080;"><strong>Khaboow mai tu , sapno mai tu, dil se meta de usey yahe sahi</strong></span></div>
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<div><span style="color:#000080;"><strong>Phir se pyaar na hoga, samja tu..uu</strong></span><br />
<span style="color:#000080;"><strong>Blool na paungi mai, , samja tu…uuu</strong></span></div>
<div><span style="color:#000080;"><strong>Mai kaise kahu , a tanhaie</strong></span><br />
<span style="color:#000080;"><strong>sambal na pau, a judaie</strong></span><br />
<span style="color:#000080;"><strong>rabba en lamho ko bacha de, rabba usek galthio ko sudaar de</strong></span><br />
<span style="color:#000080;"><strong>Mahe tu ,mahe tu, mahe tu</strong></span></div>
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<div><span style="color:#000080;"><strong>&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8211;Mahe tu ,mahe tu&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;</strong></span></div>
<div><span style="color:#000080;"><strong>&#8212;&#8212;&#8211;tu mere samney, samney aja.aa..&#8212;&#8212;&#8211;</strong></span><br />
<span style="color:#000080;"><strong>&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8211;Mahe tu, mahe tu&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;</strong></span><br />
<span style="color:#000080;"><strong>&#8212;&#8212;-tu mere samney, samney a ja..aaa&#8212;&#8212;-</strong></span></div>
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<p><em><em><em><em><em><span style="color:#000080;"><strong>&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;-I know watt you are!&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;- </strong></span></em></em></em></em></em></p>
<p><em><strong><em><strong><em><strong><em><strong><em><span style="color:#000080;">&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;I know watt you do!&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;</span></em></strong></em></strong></em></strong></em></strong></em></p>
<p><em><strong><em><strong><em><strong><em><strong><em><span style="color:#000080;">I know watt you want!</span></em></p>
<p><em><span style="color:#000080;"> Aaa ha More than you!!</span></em></p>
<p><em>Your innocent smile, will break my ire</em></p>
<p><em> Im begging for my life, with you!</em></p>
<p><em><span style="color:#000080;">&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;-I know!!Aaa ha!&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;</span></em></p>
<p><em>I don’t want to take my hands away!</em></p>
<p><em>Its just you , you and me! </em></p>
<p><em>Don’t ever break my  heart,</em></p>
<p><em>I am blessed with your love  ever and forever!</em></p>
<p><em><span style="color:#000080;">&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;I know!!Aaa ha!&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;-</span></em></p>
<p><em>The treasure you have given me,</em></p>
<p><em> Memories saved I can see,</em></p>
<p><em>I wake up with a dream, you make them true</em></p>
<p><em>Im begging for my life, with you!</em></p>
<p><em>You are craved in my heart, just like the virgin moon!</em></p>
<p><em>Your heart beats with mine ,just like rhythmic tune! </em></p>
<p><em>the tender touch you know!</em></p>
<p><em>,the soft kiss you know!</em></p>
<p><em>You take my attention, with your perfection</em></p>
<p><em>Everything in this world ,you have shown your passion</em></p>
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<p><em><span style="color:#000080;">&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;I know!!Aaa ha!&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;-</span></em></p>
<p><em>Is this a tide of love or a zephyr</em></p>
<p><em>What ever it is I am in love with this forever</em></p>
<p><em>How deep is this abyss,?  Should I care?</em></p>
<p><em>How long is this odyssey, I can do it with you</em></p>
<p><em><span style="color:#000080;">&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;-I know watt you are!&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;- </span></em></p>
<p><em><span style="color:#000080;">&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;I know watt you do!&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;</span></em></p>
<p><em><span style="color:#000080;">I know watt you want! </span></em></p>
<p><em><span style="color:#000080;">Aaa ha More than you!!</span></em></p>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 23 Jul 2010 15:53:18 +0000</pubDate>
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<p><strong>She was staring her beautiful feline look and her sharp curves<a href="http://umanidhi.files.wordpress.com/2010/07/girl-looking-mirror_bxp47822.jpg"><img class="alignright size-full wp-image-411" title="girl-cream" src="http://umanidhi.files.wordpress.com/2010/07/girl-looking-mirror_bxp47822.jpg?w=614" alt=""   /></a>fitted in cream clothes in the mirror, she didn’t like it though the color , should I change it she thought, shifting right and left checking whether it is fit and perfect. The water pearls falling drop by drop sliding on her skin from her ivory black hair down her shoulders and wetting the cream, struggling to dry it up . She felt great , she is beautiful with the orange reflection of the light through the silk windows hitting the mirror , making her more beautiful.</strong></p>
<p><strong>Amber , you are getting late to the college aren’t you ready? I don’t want a single slice to be left in the plate finish it and go you understand that? her mom shouted as if she is miles away from her.</strong></p>
<p><strong>Yes mom I am coming, she replied with the same pitch, in the same tone! Her mom raised her left eyebrow. As usual this girl! She thought.</strong></p>
<p><strong>The last one to knock the door ,she stepped into the class the last big stride she thought.</strong></p>
<p><strong>“come in” a strong voice said with an angry stare. Though she is used to the students who come late and disturb her class and unfortunately she forgets the sentence and misses the flow, but the lady professor was conscious enough today and didn’t lose the sentence. A girl in red with the blond curls on her cheeks slided into the bench giving an indication that ,girl here is your place, to let amber sit beside her, amber occupied the bench and her fragrance spread around the whole room. Some eyes were on her and her eyes lost trying to concentrate on the lady on the podium.</strong></p>
<p><strong>Amber , you look great today! When did you Pierce your ears. Those studs were dam awesome.  Sheri was trying to admire them moving her brown eyes to the extreme corner, her face towards the lady and her eyes on amber. Shuuh quite now seeri, we will talk about it after the class, amber said with a shivering voice, showing the heavy exhausted  breaths cause of her big strides to the college.</strong></p>
<p><strong>The bell rang in no time and the first as well as the last defunct class of Saturday is done. No body never blamed for a single class on Saturday’s rather all were happy and thanked the unknown guy who set the time table. The half century students in the class left a big sigh. And heavy vapors raised up in the air. With in no time the fire works stopped, all the benches were vacant. With good bye and cyu tommorow’s every body left the place with many plannings for the day. She knew the one who are leaving the class in a hurry are surely into the college garden to meet there love ,wondering what they do hours together talking and just talking. what she call hard crushes. Though she is invited to a film by anny, for a gossip by Richard, and for a help in her assignment by selly. She had to reject them all , I got to go to the bank dude I am so sorry. We will make it some other time, she replied, she was decent and positive towards everyone. She knew manners. And gave a sweet smile in return.</strong></p>
<p><strong>Amber I will return in few minutes wait  in the college garden, fred is waiting for me outside I shall come soon then we will go to the bank seeri said, with the happiness in her eyes , and ofcourse her way of making people bend with her attractive movements. Amber knew the reason why her eyes were glowing rich. The reason fred. The handsome and the wonderful man who belongs to seeri. Who made her life admirable with his presence. Amber smiled and said I will be waiting . with a naughty wink she rushed out.</strong></p>
<p><strong><a href="http://umanidhi.files.wordpress.com/2010/07/ist2_3832203-girl-reading-book-on-a-park-bench.jpg"><img class="alignleft size-medium wp-image-412" title="park-bench" src="http://umanidhi.files.wordpress.com/2010/07/ist2_3832203-girl-reading-book-on-a-park-bench.jpg?w=300&#038;h=199" alt="" width="300" height="199" /></a>The sun was hot , drying her up.the flowers lost life around her. All the benches near the college ground are filled up with different expressions on each faces. A guy in black begging his girl, and towards left she saw a studious sam with big goggles and dozen of books around him. And a group of cheerful friends discussing all the gossips in the world bringing the hell on the earth. Her eyes went round the garden, on the bird on the lamp post, young hearts at their speed on the bikes, everything around her is dynamic. Within few seconds her eyes felt bored , the same old scenes ! she thought. Alone on the cemented bench trying to concentrate on the peggy webb’s ,old novel ,the mona lucy. Reading the line again “the heart feels it has many reasons though the reasons know nothing”  staring at those words as if she already knew it. But what does she kno? Her thoughts came to a halt when her mobile started ringing , she fumbled her hands in the brown leather bag like a shooter trying to find out the bird by its sound.</strong></p>
<p><strong>Hey, amber where are you? A voice questioned her with full gusto!</strong></p>
<p><strong>Dam shit! Busy people you got time to call me now? I was all alone dying up here. Where the hell are you  seeri ? she shouted.</strong></p>
<p><strong>Dude sorry I was busy ferd has come all the way for me travelling miles, just to see me . seeri said.</strong></p>
<p><strong>Just to see you! Amber was surprised, wondering how would it feel to run for his love , how would it feel to meet after a departure .</strong></p>
<p><strong>Amber never blamed her she always felt she understood. But she never knew what she understood. She is happy that seeri her best friend ever is happy.</strong></p>
<p><strong>Do you need some more time? She questioned</strong></p>
<p><strong>No amber he will be leaving now, seeri replied ,I asked him to stay but he couldn’t do it. His parents wanted him to spend time with them , but I loved the few moments with him as he did. Amber found both the contrasts of happiness and sadness in her voice. I will be there in a while , she cut the call.</strong></p>
<p><strong>What the heck! This is why I hate the bank work. I hate this crowd,please finish your college fee things as fast as you can else I am going to faint here. seeri was irritated.</strong></p>
<p><strong>Dude just a few moments It will be done I shall throw you a capper chino for your company here. Would you love that? amber threw a wink. Making her feel relaxed.</strong></p>
<p><strong>Hmmm that will do ,seeri fainted into the chair , with her head in her hands waiting! , what she hated the most.</strong></p>
<p><strong><a href="http://umanidhi.files.wordpress.com/2010/07/400_f_13993850_xing5hp3xxmhjlex78e6onmsjvzavrci.jpg"><img class="alignleft size-full wp-image-413" title="coffee girls" src="http://umanidhi.files.wordpress.com/2010/07/400_f_13993850_xing5hp3xxmhjlex78e6onmsjvzavrci.jpg?w=614" alt=""   /></a>They ordered two mugs of choco cappuccino and started gulping it feeling the heat in the jugular. gossiping about the famine things. Not more than five people were in there , inside the long café as it isn’t the usual time for people to have beverages when the sun is at ninty degrees straight on the top.</strong></p>
<p><strong>Hey seeri , a voice behind amber , which was manly, amber couldn’t help turning her head back.</strong></p>
<p><strong>Hey scott, watt are you doing here. Seeri replied him waving her hand at the tall man adjusting his bag over his muscular shoulders..</strong></p>
<p><strong>Chill I was just wandering , He replied with a facetious tone pulling a chair which belonged to other table beside them and occupied the place.</strong></p>
<p><strong>Amber this is scott, he is from our college old friend of mine ,seeri introduced him to amber</strong></p>
<p><strong>She replied with a soft monotonous tone hello!</strong></p>
<p><strong>. His eyes had a glow, amber could feel that. he is attractive,. His presence is disturbing her. But why? She is scared with something , he is disturbing her more and more with his every word out talking to seeri.  He was wafting his soft black hair with his long fingers. She met many guys around  but no body made her feel this. She ought wanted to know what is happening to her. She was starring at him replying with a smile back for his words out , hiding herself avoiding her feelings out..</strong></p>
<p><strong><span style="color:#000080;"> what in him made amber , the beautiful and gracious girl who knew the magic in the world fall for somthing undefined call &#8220;LOVE&#8221;! read the next post! <img src='http://s0.wp.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_smile.gif' alt=':)' class='wp-smiley' /> </span></strong></p>
<p><strong><span style="color:#000080;">happy reading</span></strong></p>
<p><strong><span style="color:#000080;">cyu soon!</span></strong></p>
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		<title>you know everything!</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 21 Jul 2010 10:19:46 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[You know ! Its not in the game! Whether you win or lose! You know! Its not done, its not over! You know ! Its all in your heart Wheather you live or die. You know! Its not done, its not over! Everytime I search for you, have you ever tried to kno what is beneath [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=umanidhi.wordpress.com&amp;blog=11660977&amp;post=404&amp;subd=umanidhi&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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<p><strong> Whether you win or lose!</strong></p>
<p><strong> You know! Its not done, its not over!</strong></p>
<p><span style="color:#0000ff;"><span style="color:#800080;"><strong>Y</strong></span><span style="color:#800080;"><strong>ou know ! Its all in your heart</strong></span></span></p>
<p><span style="color:#800080;"><strong>Wheather you live or die.</strong></span></p>
<p><span style="color:#800080;"><strong>You know! Its not done, its not over!</strong></span></p>
<p><span style="color:#800080;"><strong>Everytime I search for you,</strong></span></p>
<p><span style="color:#800080;"><strong>have you ever tried to kno what is beneath the blue</strong></span></p>
<p><span style="color:#800080;"><strong>Watt am I doing on this lonely road?</strong></span></p>
<p><span style="color:#800080;"><strong>Should I be waiting for you to hold?</strong></span></p>
<p><span style="color:#800080;"><strong>Dam you tell me why?</strong></span></p>
<p><span style="color:#800080;"><strong>Tell me now. right now.</strong></span></p>
<p><strong> You kno its not  in the game</strong></p>
<p><strong> Whether you win or lose!</strong></p>
<p><strong> You know! Its not done, its not over!</strong></p>
<p><span style="color:#800080;"><strong>Ooo ooo you know everything!</strong></span></p>
<p><span style="color:#800080;"><strong>I never meant to cause you pain</strong></span></p>
<p><span style="color:#800080;"><strong>What all you hav done has gone with the rain</strong></span></p>
<p><span style="color:#800080;"><strong>But today it started again</strong></span></p>
<p><span style="color:#800080;"><strong>You know this will happen , im scared.</strong></span></p>
<p><span style="color:#800080;"><strong>Sparks in the sky ,I counted the beats.</strong></span></p>
<p><span style="color:#800080;"><strong>The same smile ,I am afraid to stare</strong></span></p>
<p><span style="color:#800080;"><strong>Is it all for me you are back! Are yu?</strong></span></p>
<p><span style="color:#800080;"><strong>The love in ur eyes , I lost it i lost .</strong></span></p>
<p><span style="color:#800080;"><strong>The drop is out of sight</strong></span></p>
<p><span style="color:#800080;"><strong>I lost the key I regret, I melt</strong></span></p>
<p><span style="color:#800080;"><strong>your love for another name</strong></span></p>
<p><span style="color:#800080;"><strong>Its insane you changed the lock!</strong></span></p>
<p><span style="color:#800080;"><strong>all the moments ,i am trying to leave them back!</strong></span></p>
<p><strong> You kno its not  in the game</strong></p>
<p><strong> Whether you win or lose!</strong></p>
<p><strong> You know! Its not done, its not over!</strong></p>
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		<description><![CDATA[since my 19 years i have been searching for everything perfect ,perfect toys, perfect knowledge, perfect room, perfect friend, perfect everything, but nothing in this world is perfect! nothing! read this again! NOTHING IN THIS WORLD IS PERFECT! am i right? when we start searching for things which are perfect! we lose many around which [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=umanidhi.wordpress.com&amp;blog=11660977&amp;post=396&amp;subd=umanidhi&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><span style="color:#808000;"><strong>since my 19 years i have been searching for everything perfect ,<a href="http://umanidhi.files.wordpress.com/2010/07/photo.jpg?"><img class="alignright size-medium wp-image-398" title="photo" src="http://umanidhi.files.wordpress.com/2010/07/photo.jpg?w=300&#038;h=225" alt="" width="300" height="225" /></a>perfect toys, perfect knowledge, perfect room, perfect friend, perfect everything, but nothing in this world is perfect! nothing!</strong></span></p>
<p><span style="color:#808000;"><strong>read this again! NOTHING IN THIS WORLD IS PERFECT! am i right? when we start searching for things which are perfect! we lose many around which may not be  best for others , but we may  really need those.</strong></span></p>
<p><span style="color:#808000;"><strong>did i say take everything for granted? no,cause one day you will find somthing lost in ur bliss,  it hits your strength, never lets out your inner courage! why not take a chance and show off, turn the sour lemon into a lemonade , not just some sweet sugar water. </strong></span></p>
<p><span style="color:#808000;"><strong>show off, only then people will know what you are,? i am not pointing to die hard for fame! just let the world know . only cause &#8220;you deserve it&#8221; . why lose an opportunity?</strong></span></p>
<p><span style="color:#808000;"><strong> if anything is gone! is there anyone to promise yu i will get it back? NO. the shadow of this word &#8220;perfect &#8221; has a diff meaning. being perfect is also a sin, what &#8220;will&#8221; yu find in life when yu turn back and see. ? what you &#8220;want&#8221; to find in life when you turn back and see? its just happiness, memories, love, satisfaction, and a drop of happy tear which rolls down our old cheek.  live life with full gusto, live like you arnt brave enough to be a coward. </strong></span></p>
<p><span style="color:#808000;"><strong>steal the show, walk like you are from heaven, flamboyance your life, the only reason, its &#8220;your&#8221; life.</strong></span></p>
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		<title>come back today!</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 23 Jun 2010 11:24:49 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[&#8212;&#8212;-Come back today, come back today&#8212;&#8212; &#8212;&#8212;&#8212;-You are more than anything…&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;- &#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;-you understand!&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212; Let me fade away, let the scars stay , Don’t leave my way, come back today! The moon light of my night, where have you disappeared! It wasn’t a lie, it wasn’t fake, Then why did  it die, why did this break.. [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=umanidhi.wordpress.com&amp;blog=11660977&amp;post=383&amp;subd=umanidhi&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><em><strong>&#8212;&#8212;-Come back today, come back today&#8212;&#8212;</strong></em></p>
<p><em><strong>&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;-You are more than anything…&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;-</strong></em></p>
<p><em><strong>&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;-you understand!&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;</strong></em></p>
<p><em><span style="color:#003366;">Let me fade away,</span></em></p>
<p><em><span style="color:#003366;"> let the scars stay , </span></em></p>
<p><em><span style="color:#003366;">Don’t leave my way,</span></em></p>
<p><em><span style="color:#003366;"> come back today!</span></em></p>
<p><em><span style="color:#003366;">The moon light of my night,</span></em></p>
<p><em><span style="color:#003366;"> where have you disappeared! </span></em></p>
<p><em><span style="color:#003366;">It wasn’t a lie, </span></em></p>
<p><em><span style="color:#003366;">it wasn’t fake,</span></em></p>
<p><em><span style="color:#003366;">Then why did  it die,</span></em></p>
<p><em><span style="color:#003366;">why did this break..</span></em></p>
<p><em><span style="color:#003366;">The things have crossed the line, </span></em></p>
<p><em><span style="color:#003366;">The bird has flew so far, why  am I so blind.</span></em></p>
<p><em><strong>&#8212;&#8212;-Come back today, come back today&#8212;&#8212;-</strong></em></p>
<p><em><span style="color:#003366;">How can you let me down! And steal my life..</span></em></p>
<p><em><span style="color:#003366;">How can I get you back..how can i??</span></em></p>
<p><em><strong>&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;You are more than anything ,&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8211;</strong></em></p>
<p><em><span style="color:#003366;">You have set my soul,</span></em></p>
<p><em><span style="color:#003366;"> you have rocked my world..</span></em></p>
<p><em><span style="color:#003366;">You have done the most amazing! </span></em></p>
<p><em><span style="color:#003366;">Taught me love!</span></em></p>
<p><em><strong>&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;You understand!&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8211;</strong></em></p>
<p><em><span style="color:#003366;"> Just a moment ,just a moment</span></em></p>
<p><em><span style="color:#003366;"> just a second I want you hear.</span></em></p>
<p><em><span style="color:#003366;">life without you, it is a maze</span></em></p>
<p><em><span style="color:#003366;">Nothing has changed, take a chance</span></em></p>
<p><em><span style="color:#003366;">Wipe my tears, </span></em></p>
<p><em><span style="color:#003366;">hold me tight</span></em></p>
<p><em><span style="color:#003366;">Make me brave,</span></em></p>
<p><em><span style="color:#003366;"> tell me its alright</span></em></p>
<p><em><span style="color:#003366;">Show me the key,</span></em></p>
<p><em><span style="color:#003366;"> I wont go again.</span></em></p>
<p><em><span style="color:#003366;">Take into your world,I promise I wont complain ,</span></em></p>
<p><em><strong>&#8212;&#8212;Come back today, come back today&#8212;&#8212;&#8211;</strong></em></p>
<p><em><strong>&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;You are more than anything…&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;</strong></em></p>
<p><em><strong>&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8211;you understand!&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;</strong></em></p>
<p><em><span style="color:#0000ff;"><strong>by</strong></span></em></p>
<p><em><span style="color:#0000ff;"><strong>uManIdhI</strong></span></em></p>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 06 Jun 2010 14:53:56 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Up here, look at the stars Please let me know..i bow Searching everywhere, im left with scars Where did the holy soul go? In the womb safe and sound Awaiting for another experience To fill another page , to tighten the bond Pleading this is the last page ,the last chance The purpose of life..purpose [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=umanidhi.wordpress.com&amp;blog=11660977&amp;post=377&amp;subd=umanidhi&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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<p><strong>Please let me know..i bow</strong></p>
<p><strong><span style="color:#c0c0c0;"> Searching everywhere, im left with scars</span></strong></p>
<p><strong><span style="color:#c0c0c0;"> Where did the holy soul go? </span></strong></p>
<p><strong>In the womb safe and sound </strong></p>
<p><strong>Awaiting for another experience </strong></p>
<p><strong><span style="color:#c0c0c0;">To fill another page , to tighten the bond</span></strong></p>
<p><strong><span style="color:#c0c0c0;"> Pleading this is the last page ,the last chance</span></strong></p>
<p><strong> The purpose of life..purpose to love? </strong></p>
<p><strong>Born with a sacred heart and beautiful face </strong></p>
<p><strong><span style="color:#c0c0c0;">The stages of life, it has gone through</span></strong></p>
<p><strong><span style="color:#c0c0c0;"> The innocent face has turned pale</span></strong></p>
<p><strong> Wat peace is there in silence? </strong></p>
<p><strong>What pain is there in a cry? </strong></p>
<p><strong><span style="color:#c0c0c0;">For those you rejoice time is fast</span></strong></p>
<p><strong><span style="color:#c0c0c0;"> In sorrow its going slow! </span></strong></p>
<p><strong>Live today, with a vision of tommorow</strong></p>
<p><strong> Fly high, forgetting the sorrow</strong></p>
<p><strong><span style="color:#c0c0c0;"> Let your yesterday be a day of happiness</span></strong></p>
<p><strong><span style="color:#c0c0c0;"> Don’t compare your spirit and go wild </span></strong></p>
<p><strong>There may be greater and lesser persons than you</strong></p>
<p><strong> The child of the universe, never give up</strong></p>
<p><strong><span style="color:#c0c0c0;"> Many in this crowd are ailing for love </span></strong></p>
<p><strong><span style="color:#c0c0c0;">Be content be happy be bold and be brave.</span></strong></p>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 19 May 2010 08:52:59 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[plz start frm part 1&#8230;. scroll down.. she was walking, he could find her from far.. her dark hair..down her shoulders.just like a fragrance spreading around ,walking along the just drenched dark road..she was there in sleeves&#8230;the weather was perfect..more than perfect. He knew she was there when the zephyr hit him.. ,  sudha.. you [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=umanidhi.wordpress.com&amp;blog=11660977&amp;post=355&amp;subd=umanidhi&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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<p>plz start frm part 1&#8230;. scroll down..</p>
<p><em>she was walking, he could find her from far.. her dark hair..down her shoulders.just like a fragrance spreading around ,walking along the just drenched dark road..she was there in sleeves&#8230;the weather was perfect..more than perfect. He knew she was there when the zephyr hit him..</em></p>
<p><em><span style="color:#000080;">,  sudha.. you arnt looking as beautiful as you used to..</span><strong>he spoke confidently, his first words.</strong></em></p>
<p><em><span style="color:#800080;">WAT?  this is what  you wanted to tell me?</span> <strong>(Well… that was a bad line..you cant tell this to your love meeting her after years..)</strong></em></p>
<p><em><span style="color:#000080;">No no.. I was , I meant something else..</span></em></p>
<p><em><strong>She walked away…the same way she used to when she was angry on him..</strong></em></p>
<p><em><span style="color:#000080;">sudha… I didn’t mean that</span> <strong>(thinking what did I speak..god).. running towards her..he caught her hand..tight</strong></em></p>
<p><em><strong>All of sudden , they felt something came up which is buried deep in..</strong></em></p>
<p><em><strong>Trying to be normal.. she acted as if she is normal..she isn’t.. she isn’t since the day they broke up.. she was in tears.. she was in pain.. not even knowing why he left her alone.. why ?<a href="http://umanidhi.files.wordpress.com/2010/05/holding_hands-1419.jpg"><img class="alignright size-medium wp-image-359" title="she..n he" src="http://umanidhi.files.wordpress.com/2010/05/holding_hands-1419.jpg?w=300&#038;h=221" alt="" width="300" height="221" /></a><br />
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<p><em><strong>He left her hand.. remembering the distance.. all of a sudden..</strong></em></p>
<p><em><strong>she started after a while…</strong><span style="color:#800080;">how is your life going on? What r you doing now?</span> <strong>Neglecting the moment..</strong></em></p>
<p><em><span style="color:#000080;">my..yes its grt.. im now a mba student in iim..</span></em></p>
<p><em><span style="color:#800080;">tats nice piyush..</span></em></p>
<p><em><span style="color:#000080;">you joined air hostess training…rt? I thought you will be som where out of this place.. im literally shocked to see you..</span></em></p>
<p><em><span style="color:#800080;">yes.. I had the training… but I had an accident..all this ruined everything.. my everything.. trying to control , she spoke with a brave tone..i met with an accident , during my course and unfortunately.. I was not allowed for the post.. caz im looking sick..</span></em></p>
<p><em><strong>he wanted to ask her back, he wanted to apologize her.. he was still waiting for her..but he count speak a word..he is silent listening..</strong></em></p>
<p><em><strong>she stopped for a while… told him something which is weird.. he was amazed..stunned..</strong></em></p>
<p><em><span style="color:#800080;">piyush I made love with somebody else.. I never knew you would wait for me.. it was all my mistake..i cant break his trust… he was there in my life 6 months back.. he supported me..how so ever he is.. I cant leave him… </span></em></p>
<p><em><strong>all these words…hit him hard..tears were rolling in his eyes..he didn’t let them out..</strong></em></p>
<p><em><span style="color:#800080;">piyush… sanjeev told me after I spoke to you..that u wanted me back, he told me tat you were waiting for me ..but… I agreed for this meet caz I wanted to tell you this… I made love with him… and I just wanted to tell you good bye..i want you to go on with ur life..</span></em></p>
<p><em><span style="color:#000080;">he was statued.. live ur life sudha… it was all time which changed… it was no body’s mistake.. </span></em></p>
<p><em><span style="color:#000080;">I tried to contact you… I tried to know where u are…after few months.. but ..i coudnt..</span></em></p>
<p><em><span style="color:#000080;">I don’t want t</span><span style="color:#000080;">o distract you , from ur life…from ur love..</span><strong>he walked back without another word.. he is gone for ever..</strong></em></p>
<p><em><strong>Time didn’t incline on anyone..He wanted to win in life… he did.. she wanted love.. she is blessed..</strong></em></p>
<h2><em><strong>Love and life…doesn’t go together..</strong></em></h2>
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		<title>lOve and lIfe-2</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 19 May 2010 08:23:44 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Sanjeev stood away trying to leave them for a while. Piyush  isn’t brave enough to look at her.. How are you? She questioned ,there was so much pain in her voice..he felt it.. i……im fine… how r you? I didn’t expect to see you again..ever again.. Yes… I didn’t either… wat what are you doing [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=umanidhi.wordpress.com&amp;blog=11660977&amp;post=344&amp;subd=umanidhi&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><em><strong>Sanjeev stood away trying to leave them for a while. Piyush  isn’t brave enough to look at her..</strong></em></p>
<p><em><span style="color:#800080;">How are you?</span> <strong>She questioned ,there was so much pain in her voice..he felt it..</strong></em></p>
<p><em><span style="color:#000080;">i……im fine… how r you?</span></em></p>
<p><em><span style="color:#800080;">I didn’t expect to see you again..ever again.. </span></em></p>
<p><em><span style="color:#000080;">Yes… I didn’t either… wat what are you doing now? </span><strong>(his voice isn’t strong)</strong></em></p>
<p><em><strong><span style="color:#800080;"><span style="font-weight:normal;">Well… im.,</span></span> she is about to reply but a call distracted him…. His mobile was ringing, he cut the call..</strong></em></p>
<p><em><span style="color:#800080;">Piyush , im doing CA course…</span> <strong>her voice was normal</strong></em></p>
<p><em><span style="color:#000080;">But you wanted to take the air hostess training.., </span></em></p>
<p><em><span style="color:#800080;">Life isn’t always what we want it to be</span>, <strong>she replied… there were many answers in that single line.</strong></em></p>
<p><em><span style="color:#000080;">sudha. can I get your mobile number, only if you don’t mind..</span><strong>he asked with little fear.. wondering how a relation with so closeness, now has miles of distance between..</strong></em></p>
<p><em><span style="color:#800080;">Yes.. </span>t<strong>here mobiles had new bytes stored&#8230;</strong></em></p>
<p><em><span style="color:#800080;">I got to go now.. I felt good to see you piyush.. bye bye.,</span></em></p>
<p><em><span style="color:#000080;">Bye..n thanks..,</span> <strong>replied with a glare..<a href="http://umanidhi.files.wordpress.com/2010/05/am1.jpg"><img class="alignleft size-medium wp-image-353" title="am" src="http://umanidhi.files.wordpress.com/2010/05/am1.jpg?w=300&#038;h=199" alt="" width="300" height="199" /></a><br />
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<p><em><strong>He left out of the library and she was going in… there life was always like this.. their destinations aren’t same… their goals aren’t… neither their thoughts… but they fell in love.. what an irony. maybe that’s true opposite poles attract…. But nobody care’s how the internal repulsions…play which makes the difference.</strong></em></p>
<p><em><strong>His priorities for life has changed as time went on.., he wanted to be a successful man, he wanted no reason to be a hurdle for there happy life together…but he couldn’t make her understand this… he hurt her very badly with his words and the thread broke…</strong></em></p>
<p><em>.<strong>He drove back..to a restaurant ,home isn’t a perfect place to stay away, from these thoughts..<br />
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<p><em><strong>Sanjeev tried to ask , there was kinda happiness in his face.. he was is on the cloud 9 to see her again.. his last desire was to see her…before he leave home for iim… he is so happy that he saw her,,trying to avoid anything else, anything else which disturbs him from this beautiful feeling.. he was ideal..</strong></em></p>
<p><em><strong>But still he got distracted.. his mobile started ringing..</strong></em></p>
<p><em><strong>It was her.. SUDHA..</strong></em></p>
<p><em><strong>The conversation was very formal .and didn’t last long&#8230; as they count speak in the library..her mom was always there with her..and it ended.</strong></em></p>
<p><em><strong>The sun set, the stars were on the top… holding his mobile in his hands, </strong></em></p>
<p><em><span style="color:#000080;"><a href="http://umanidhi.files.wordpress.com/2010/05/robert-houser-man-using-phone-in-office.jpg"><img class="alignleft size-medium wp-image-348" title="trying to call" src="http://umanidhi.files.wordpress.com/2010/05/robert-houser-man-using-phone-in-office-e1274257723169.jpg?w=240&#038;h=240" alt="" width="240" height="240" /></a>Should I call her..? no.. forget it… she might be committed to som1 else.. no..she might not be.. but.. I may go down in her eyes.. what matters… she must be hating me now.. I think I should not call her..well..but..</span></em></p>
<p><em><strong>He  was still in a confusion..his mobile did ring again..</strong></em></p>
<p><em><strong>It was her again..</strong></em></p>
<p><em><strong>He lifted it with happiness and fear&#8230;</strong></em></p>
<p><em><span style="color:#000080;">Hey.</span></em></p>
<p><em><span style="color:#800080;">Hi piyush..,</span> <strong>what kinda conversation wil two people who met after years could hav? Non on the phone are speaking..but it was proved that vodafone is a good network..:P</strong></em></p>
<p><em><span style="color:#000080;">I want to tell you something, he took time to speak…. Well I want to meet you… I think .. a…tomorrow..</span></em></p>
<p><em><span style="color:#800080;">Y do u want to meet me?</span></em></p>
<p><em><span style="color:#000080;">I told you.. I have to talk .. </span><strong>with the same harshness in his voice like years back.. she could feel it..</strong></em></p>
<p><em><span style="color:#800080;">When? </span><strong>She isn’t excited nor angry.. he didn’t understand wat was in her mind.</strong></em></p>
<p><em><span style="color:#000080;">I think tomorrow.. I can make it in the morning … 6 ..will that be fine?</span></em></p>
<p><em><span style="color:#800080;">Okay.. sure.,, </span><strong>she remembered the way they used to go for a morning walk..she didn’t let him kno watt is in her mind..she called him to clear up..somthing in her mind.. wch is bothering her since years..</strong></em></p>
<p><em><span style="color:#000080;">Thank you.. thank you </span></em></p>
<p><em><span style="color:#800080;">Bye.</span></em></p>
<p><em><span style="color:#000080;">Byee..</span></em></p>
<p><em><strong>With a big sigh.. he threw the mobile on the bed.. pretending to sleep… shutting the lights.. </strong></em></p>
<p><em><strong>He saw wat all happened.. he has been regretting since years… I could hav spoke to her.. after we broke up.. atleast msged her, Im such a nerd.. I could hav atleast tried to find her out. Why didn’t i? he cursed him self.. how will I face her tomorrow? What will I answer her ? y hav I come back again? </strong></em></p>
<p><em><strong>time passed on, the night was longer… he is happy,,, sad… all feelings together…</strong></em></p>
<p>did he tell her&#8230;what he wanted to?? next post plz..:P</p>
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		<description><![CDATA[Just a walk outside dad..i shall com in a while&#8230; Piyush, called his dad.. should I accompany you? No I shall come bak soon.. come fast its already 11.. sleep early. Yes dad.. shutting the door slowly he walked out.. Something made him feel gloomy.. the little breeze was irritating, the moon changed to blue…not [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=umanidhi.wordpress.com&amp;blog=11660977&amp;post=330&amp;subd=umanidhi&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><em><span style="color:#000080;">Just a walk outside dad..i shall com in a while&#8230;<a href="http://umanidhi.files.wordpress.com/2010/05/2449255876_46680712ae.jpg"><img class="alignright size-medium wp-image-334" title="the night walk.." src="http://umanidhi.files.wordpress.com/2010/05/2449255876_46680712ae.jpg?w=158&#038;h=210" alt="" width="158" height="210" /></a><br />
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<p><em><span style="color:#333333;">Piyush, called his dad.. should I accompany you?</span></em></p>
<p><em><span style="color:#000080;">No I shall come bak soon..</span></em></p>
<p><em><span style="color:#333333;">come fast its already 11.. sleep early. </span></em></p>
<p><em><span style="color:#000080;">Yes dad.</span>. <strong>shutting the door slowly he walked out..</strong></em></p>
<p><em><strong>Something made him feel gloomy.. the little breeze was irritating, the moon changed to blue…not even knowing the reason for his woebegone…he walked long..with his hands in his pocket..with small strides..</strong></em></p>
<p><em><strong>He was distracted from the tranquil when his mobile started ringing….</strong></em></p>
<p><em><span style="color:#800000;">Abey I got to go to library tomorrow..yu wanna com with me?? Got to submit a book&#8230;</span></em></p>
<p><em><span style="color:#000000;"><strong><span style="color:#000000;">It was sanjeev, his best buddy… </span></strong></span></em></p>
<p><em><span style="color:#000080;">Ahh.. ya..sure… com home tomorrow… we will go.. then..</span></em></p>
<p><em><span style="color:#800000;">Hey by the way..how r ur mom n dad…they must be dam happy today na?? when r yu giving me a party?? Yaar you tho.. luckey guy.. so atlast you got it …</span></em></p>
<p><em><span style="color:#000080;">Thanks sanjeev..</span> (he didn’t give back many words)</em></p>
<p><em><span style="color:#800000;">Chalo.. cyu tomorrow then.</span></em></p>
<p><em><span style="color:#000080;">Ya bye..</span></em></p>
<p><em><strong>Walking back home after his leisured walk , he opened the door silently..observing his dad on the divan, and the couple of papers in his hands, he was sleeping, sleeping with a little smile on his face, a proudly smile.. Trying not to disturb him, he was walking in… he bent to take the papers from his dad’s hands..switching off the lights..he went to his room…</strong></em></p>
<p><em><strong>he is proud, he was blessed with a seat in iim..he is selected… but y isn’t he not satisfied with tat…</strong></em></p>
<p><em><strong><a href="http://umanidhi.files.wordpress.com/2010/05/paper-dolls-smock.jpg"><img class="size-thumbnail wp-image-340 alignleft" title="sheets" src="http://umanidhi.files.wordpress.com/2010/05/paper-dolls-smock.jpg?w=110&#038;h=150" alt="" width="110" height="150" /></a>I was trying to get this and when it is in my hands y am I not happy..he thought. He kept those papers on his desk..and tried to end the day by catching some ZZZ…’s.</strong></em></p>
<p><em><span style="color:#800000;">Piyush?? </span><strong>Sanjeev was praying that  his dad shouldn&#8217;t be out..</strong></em></p>
<p><em><span style="color:#800000;">Hello uncle… is he at home?.</span><strong>.. he asked politely</strong></em></p>
<p><em><span style="color:#333300;">Sanjeev… ? you rnt coming home these day?</span></em></p>
<p><em><span style="color:#800000;">Vo tho…<span style="color:#800000;"> just …</span></span><span style="color:#800000;"> tat uncle</span><strong>(wat ans could he giv for that qus)</strong></em></p>
<p><em><strong>Piyush came out of his room.. they left</strong></em></p>
<p><em><span style="color:#800000;">Arey y does ur dad always bothers abt me?? He stares at me as if im some stupid being on earth..</span></em></p>
<p><em><span style="color:#000080;">Chill yaar.. u kno him na.. now ride slow else my life will b in danger</span></em></p>
<p><em><strong>Sanjeev parked his bike along the curve.. the library isn’t so crowed. Just with half dozen more bikes.</strong></em></p>
<p><em><span style="color:#800000;">See tats y I hate to com to ur home..(rushing towards the steps)ur dad always loves to take classes to me.</span></em></p>
<p><em><span style="color:#000080;">But wat does this hav to do?yu have come almost late</span></em></p>
<p><em><span style="color:#800000;">Not almost late… its too late.. </span><strong>(sanjeev was never an athletic but in his life he must hav done things more better if he is an athletic )sanjeev rushed in..</strong></em></p>
<p><em><strong>Walking along the stare case …piyush pushed the glass door .. moving in unwantedly.. its just before the huge glass , his past is before him…<a href="http://umanidhi.files.wordpress.com/2010/05/istock_000006307892xsmall-girl-in-library1.jpg"><img class="alignright size-medium wp-image-336" title="in the library" src="http://umanidhi.files.wordpress.com/2010/05/istock_000006307892xsmall-girl-in-library1.jpg?w=270&#038;h=179" alt="" width="270" height="179" /></a><br />
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<p><em><strong>.He couldn’t step in , the same face,the same smile, she was trying to avoid the hair falling on her,he moved back with a sigh.the silence in the library is disturbing him, just a few steps away from him she was there ,  along the corner of the table…in royal blue.. She was giggling, moving her eyes over the pages in that book.. he coudnt speak, he is stuck …y am I stuck? . What will be the situation of someone who has seen her love after 2 years.? It is hard.. What will he do?? All the illusions hit him at once. The first time he saw her ,the way she used to stare at him with so much love in her eyes, how she gets confused , her anger,the first kiss, the day he left her with tears.. he could see all the illusions… hit him one after another…. <a href="http://umanidhi.files.wordpress.com/2010/05/1103699_p.jpg"><img class="size-thumbnail wp-image-337 alignleft" title="her smile" src="http://umanidhi.files.wordpress.com/2010/05/1103699_p.jpg?w=150&#038;h=137" alt="" width="150" height="137" /></a>He had no words… wat is this? Is it happiness? Guilt? Wat is it?? A sphinx smile came on his face… he tried to move inside.. </strong></em></p>
<p><em><span style="color:#800000;">Piy<span style="color:#800000;">ush? </span></span><span style="color:#800000;">My work is done.. chalo.</span>.<strong> holding another bunch of books sanjeev said.</strong></em></p>
<p><em><strong>He is still staring at her. The same beautiful eyes.. the same smile..</strong></em></p>
<p><em><strong>Sanjeev looked at him,wondering what is making him behave abnormal ….. and then he saw her….</strong> <span style="color:#800000;">sudha??? God.. sudha?!!! Am I dreaming.. y is she here?? N how come she is here?? He is shocked even.. wondering wat is going to happen… </span></em></p>
<p><em><strong>He tried to support piyush.</strong>. <span style="color:#800000;">r you fine?? </span><span style="color:#800000;">Will you go and talk to her?? But wat will you talk.. she will slap you.. no  she will kill you.. i… <strong>(</strong></span><strong>he is so surprised )</strong> <strong>with a turn again..</strong> <span style="color:#800000;">piyush… dam , man..! she is with her mom.. I just… he neither has words</span></em></p>
<p><em><strong>He is still staring at her…. It’s been 2 long years he has seen her …he will have to answer many questions,…if he dared to meet her, talk to her, listen to her.</strong></em></p>
<p><em><strong>Piyush come we will go, sanjeev tried to take him out. With a sudden thud.. a girl with many books, slipped and all the books are down..  the silence broke ,every body gave her a look, the girl is busy piling them again.. all the eyes are again back to their work.. but..</strong></em></p>
<p><em><strong>She saw him… she saw him with the same strength in his eyes… standing high. he is in brown n blue faded jeans..</strong></em></p>
<p><em><strong>He knew she saw him he coudnt take this… he stepped back and went out… </strong></em></p>
<p><em><span style="color:#800000;">Piyush, leave it , she must be committed by now… she will not forgive you… come we will go home</span>.<strong>sanjeev became a pessimistic.</strong></em></p>
<p><em><span style="color:#000080;">Sanjeev chalo..we will leave<strong>.</strong></span><strong>but he didn’t speak what he thought.. he knew she would come out..he strongly knew it.. and she did.. .</strong></em></p>
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		<title>deStiny @ trySt!!!-3</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 17 May 2010 07:59:14 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[plz start from part-1..scroll down for the beginning..thank yu. He drove fast… as fast as he could.. the road was busy…he didn’t care… at the signal.. he stopped seeing the red.. Sahil drive slow… there is still a lot of time for the party to start… im shouting like hell… go slow… Astha… kya laga [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=umanidhi.wordpress.com&amp;blog=11660977&amp;post=302&amp;subd=umanidhi&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><em>plz start from part-1..scroll down for the beginning..thank yu.</em></p>
<p><em><strong>He drove fast… as fast as he could.. the road was busy…he didn’t care… at the signal.. he stopped seeing the red..</strong></em></p>
<p><strong><em><span style="color:#008000;">Sahil drive slow… there is still a lot of time for the party to start… im shouting like hell… go slow…</span></em></strong></p>
<p><strong><em><span style="color:#0000ff;">Astha… kya laga rakey ho..  you see the road is free, so watt matters if I ride fast..</span></em></strong></p>
<p><strong><em><span style="color:#008000;">Ahh… the road is free… wah.. such a crowed place and the road is free… she moved away from him with irritation..</span></em></strong></p>
<p><strong><em><span style="color:#0000ff;">Now com on you will hve fun..shall I go in 90…</span></em></strong></p>
<p><strong><em><span style="color:#008000;">Go to hell…, she was angry.</span></em></strong></p>
<p><strong><em><span style="color:#0000ff;">I shall take you to heaven.,,</span> he giggled..</em></strong></p>
<p><strong><em>She always loved the way he used to bounce with his words.. he knows how to handle her…she tried to look as if she didn’t like his mesmerizing talk.. but she loved  it.</em></strong></p>
<p><strong><em>A siren started ringing and he was made to stop his car… it was the traffic cops.. a man in uniform  moved towards him.. a fine of 1000/- he scribbled , </em></strong></p>
<p><strong><em><span style="color:#0000ff;">What the crap… why should I pay..</span></em></strong></p>
<p><strong><em><span style="color:#993300;">Sir cause you have crossed the speed limit.. and that man on the bike was about to meet with an accident.. will you pay or should I call the cops.. </span>he spoke decently.</em></strong></p>
<p><strong><em>Astha opened her wallet , snatched the scribbled paper, and paid him..</em></strong></p>
<p><strong><em><span style="color:#008000;">Sorry sir.. we shall take care about this..</span></em></strong></p>
<p><strong><em>Sahil drove..again..</em></strong></p>
<p><strong><em>His glass door! Some one started knocking it hard.. he was distracted from the scean..he was brought back to the present…</em></strong></p>
<p><strong><em>He dropped the door down..</em></strong></p>
<p><strong><em><span style="color:#800000;">Sir, some one met with an accident.. this lady is hurt badly.. can you please take her to her hospital..<a href="http://umanidhi.files.wordpress.com/2010/05/crowded.jpg"><img class="alignleft size-medium wp-image-310" title="DCF 1.0" src="http://umanidhi.files.wordpress.com/2010/05/crowded.jpg?w=300&#038;h=225" alt="" width="300" height="225" /></a><br />
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<p><strong><em><span style="color:#0000ff;">Yes but… </span>he remembered he got to meet astha today… but he could reject this.. </em></strong></p>
<p><strong><em><span style="color:#0000ff;">Come in… </span>he opened the doors..</em></strong></p>
<p><strong><em>A couple of men helped her lie on the back seat.. there shirts were badly drenched in red..</em></strong></p>
<p><strong><em><span style="color:#0000ff;">Oh my she must be badly hurt.. , </span></em></strong></p>
<p><strong><em><span style="color:#800000;">Yes.. tat fellow on the bike, he drove so rashly.. n skipped away.. she hit to the pole.. one man in 40’s replied..</span></em></strong></p>
<p><strong><em>The other guy was trying hard to stop the flow.. holding the wound tight..</em></strong></p>
<p><strong><em>He tried to drive fast..they carried her to the hospital.. </em></strong></p>
<p><strong><em>He waited outside, to know how the lady was.. he thought… astha must be waiting for me now.. , she will  understand this… when I tell her.</em></strong></p>
<p><strong><em>He waited long.. sitting on the corner bench.. many people were in and out..mean while he tried calling astha.. so that he could tell her for his delay.. she didn’t lift the call..</em></strong></p>
<p><strong><em>One of the two men came out , sahil rushed towards him to know, how the lady was..</em></strong></p>
<p><strong><em><span style="color:#800000;">She is badly hurt sir.. she is in the ICU… I don’t know , watt now.. I don’t even know her identity.. </span>he replied sadly..<span style="color:#800000;">but im tyring to find out..</span></em></strong></p>
<p><strong><em> He couldn’t help anything… sahil went back.. </em></strong></p>
<p><strong><em>He called astha again… she didn’t lift again..</em></strong></p>
<p><strong><em>He drove to the tryst.. where they planned to meet.. he didn’t find her… many times he called but neither he got connected..</em></strong></p>
<p><strong><em>He was sad, he was angry…. He was up with many thoughts.. she waited for me since 4 years.. cant I wait for her some more time… it was dark.. she didn’t com up… </em></strong></p>
<p><strong><em>He drove back… finding the same hospital on the way.. he parked the car..to check whether its all right with the lady..</em></strong></p>
<p><strong><em>The man in 40 is still there. S<span style="color:#0000ff;">ir you still here?? Didn’t you find out about her family?? Is she allright??</span></em></strong></p>
<p><strong><em><span style="color:#800000;">No..she isn’t all right.. I tried to find out about her family.. they are coming..and we coudnt save her..</span>his voice was tired.</em></strong></p>
<p><strong><em><span style="color:#0000ff;">God.. </span>sahil couldn&#8217;t speak anything.. He sat beside him trying to support him..</em></strong></p>
<p><strong><em>The man stood up.. seeing a group of people into the hospital thinking they might be the lady’s family..</em></strong></p>
<p><strong><em>Something fell from his hands…he didn’t care and rushed towards them.Sahil recognized it.. he saw it.. the bracelet.. in gold..written” angel” he presented to astha… he was shocked seeing it… he ran towards the man.. </em></strong></p>
<p><strong><em><span style="color:#0000ff;">Where did you find this?<a href="http://umanidhi.files.wordpress.com/2010/05/its-her.jpg"><img class="alignright size-medium wp-image-308" title="its her" src="http://umanidhi.files.wordpress.com/2010/05/its-her.jpg?w=233&#038;h=300" alt="" width="233" height="300" /></a><br />
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<p><strong><em><span style="color:#800000;">This belongs to the gal..we tried to save..</span></em></strong></p>
<p><strong><em>He was stunned… he was unconscious<span style="color:#0000ff;">… what did I do?</span> He cried… ran to the ICU.. she was still there.. dead.. he didn’t go near her… he was afraid… <span style="color:#0000ff;">why did this happen to me.</span>.he cried till his tears lasted… she is no more..she was on the way with huge happiness to meet him.. but her wish didn’t come true…</em></strong></p>
<p><strong><em>Regret, guilt , love , pain, happiness, doesn’t last through our life sometimes… so don’t miss the one… who really loves you.</em></strong></p>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 17 May 2010 07:22:20 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[please scroll down for the 1st blog..   He tried to shorten that night.. .but time didn’t move on..the date changed to 21st dec.. he flung his clothes, the wardrobe was a mess… then called his mom Sahil..we will go to city today.. everyone wantes to see you its been a long time..,cleaning the ceramic [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=umanidhi.wordpress.com&amp;blog=11660977&amp;post=297&amp;subd=umanidhi&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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<p><strong><em>He tried to shorten that night.. .but time didn’t move on..</em></strong><strong><em>the date changed to 21<sup>st</sup> dec.. he flung his clothes, the wardrobe was a mess… then called his mom</em></strong></p>
<p><strong><em><span style="color:#993300;">Sahil..we will go to city today.. everyone wantes to see you its been a long time..,cleaning the ceramic bowl … on the table..</span></em></strong></p>
<p><strong><em><span style="color:#0000ff;">NO,</span> he shouted ,her mom stared at him surprisingly.. hearing him loud.</em></strong></p>
<p><strong><em><span style="color:#0000ff;">Ma I mean not today.. i thought of meeting som of my friends.. they are really waiting for me.. we fixed this long back…I mean..i seriously have to go.. else I will lose..</span></em></strong></p>
<p><strong><em>She coudnt understand wat his son was trying to tell her… but she did understood watt is in his mind.</em></strong></p>
<p><strong><em>She came near him , keeping the bowl slowly on the table… <span style="color:#993300;">sahil… sit down here.. </span></em></strong></p>
<p><strong><em><span style="color:#993300;">Now tell me who is she..?</span></em></strong></p>
<p><strong><em>He was completely shocked to hear this question from her mom..his head was down… </em></strong></p>
<p><strong><em><span style="color:#993300;">Tell me who is she.. I have been observing you since the day you hav come.. you r always tensed.. wandering.. its not even a day… wat happened?</span></em></strong></p>
<p><strong><em><span style="color:#0000ff;">He lifted his head.. his eyes were glowing when her name was on his mouth… astha..she was my classmate..you know her.. she loves me ma.she was always there for me.. when I needed anything&#8230; but it was my mistake.. I didn’t care her,… when I had to leave for my job… i left.. I left… I was selfish…not even telling her..it was all me… some crap was into my mind… that I deserve something more than her… I left her all alone. forgetting the</span><span style="color:#0000ff;"> beautiful relationship we had&#8230;</span></em></strong></p>
<p><strong><em><span style="color:#993300;">Watt did she do sahil</span>.. her mom questioned him, rudly.. rising up..</em></strong></p>
<p><strong><em><span style="color:#0000ff;">She didn’t do anything, she tried to make up…she always tried to make up.. I was sick.. I was stupid..all the time she tried to get the same love from me as she used to hav… I neglected her…I was..</span></em></strong></p>
<p><strong><em>she moved back.. she spoke with sadness.. <span style="color:#993300;">sahe I never thought I would teach you this… is this what you learnt..hurting a girl so badly… or didn’t I grow u up well…</span></em></strong></p>
<p><strong><em>Sahil.. stood up.. moving towards her..</em></strong></p>
<p><strong><em>She slapped him,<span style="color:#993300;"> you cant hurt a girl like this sahil… go and aplogise her… I will forgive you only after she does.. now go..</span></em></strong></p>
<p><strong><em>He smiled at her mom. <span style="color:#0000ff;">thanks ma&#8230;</span></em></strong></p>
<p><strong><em> he caught the keys from his room and rushed to the garage</em></strong></p>
<p><strong><em>he called her again.. astha.. she was silent didn’t speak..</em></strong></p>
<p><strong><em><span style="color:#0000ff;">im sorry I hurt you.. listen to me.</span>.</em></strong></p>
<p><strong><em><span style="color:#0000ff;">im sorry I made you cry</span>. She was still silent,,</em></strong></p>
<p><strong><em><span style="color:#0000ff;">I m coming back astha… I have to meet you.. remember? The same place .. the small lake , our first drive?? Im on my way..</span></em></strong></p>
<p><strong><em>She replied back <span style="color:#339966;">yes</span>.. he laughed..</em></strong></p>
<p><strong><em>She laughed back with a tear …</em></strong></p>
<p><strong><em><span style="color:#0000ff;">I will be there at 11… im waitng.. </span></em></strong></p>
<p><strong><em><span style="color:#339966;">Yes..</span></em></strong></p>
<p><strong>the long awaited meet&#8230; wat happened next..?? next post plzzz..:P</strong></p>
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		<description><![CDATA[Its burning in and out Summer is sick, sucking my pot The pool is filled, water sprouting high Lemons are nil , everybody’s hands up. There in the beach the sand is hot That couple cant sit neither stand and talk. Old lady in that house, carrying water in interval Peeping in, she is saving [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=umanidhi.wordpress.com&amp;blog=11660977&amp;post=290&amp;subd=umanidhi&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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<p><em><strong>Summer is sick, sucking my pot</strong></em></p>
<p><em><strong><span style="color:#ff6600;">The pool is filled, water sprouting high</span></strong></em></p>
<p><em><strong><span style="color:#ff6600;">Lemons are nil , everybody’s hands up.</span></strong></em></p>
<p><em><strong><span style="color:#000000;">There in the beach t</span></strong><strong><span style="color:#000000;">he sand is hot</span></strong></em></p>
<p><em><strong><span style="color:#000000;">That couple </span></strong><strong>cant sit neither stand and talk.</strong></em></p>
<p><em><strong><span style="color:#ff6600;">Old lady in that house, carrying water in interval</span></strong></em></p>
<p><em><strong><span style="color:#ff6600;">Peeping in, she is saving her roses , for her vicennial </span></strong></em></p>
<p><em><strong><span style="color:#000000;">The salon is full, surprised? That’s my new style</span></strong></em></p>
<p><em><strong>Time for cricket, don’t disturb me for a while</strong></em></p>
<p><em><strong><span style="color:#ff6600;">S</span></strong><strong><span style="color:#ff6600;">ummer isn’t harm, dad ordered stay at home</span></strong></em></p>
<p><em><strong><span style="color:#ff6600;">My friends are yelling off away,to alien lands, </span></strong></em></p>
<p><em><strong><span style="color:#000000;">With a lemonade ,jumped I on the pouch</span></strong></em></p>
<p><em><strong>He stood tall, 300 pages is this book that’s all</strong></em></p>
<p><em><strong><span style="color:#ff6600;">The yellow leaves still faded,</span></strong></em></p>
<p><em><strong><span style="color:#ff6600;">How much I tried my little plants died</span></strong></em></p>
<p><em><strong><span style="color:#000000;">Mid day movies, careless drives, cricket in the box</span></strong></em></p>
<p><em><strong>Sticky summer still ,Ended the day in the inox</strong></em></p>
<p><em><strong><span style="color:#ff6600;">Again awating the warm night.</span></strong></em></p>
<p><em><strong><span style="color:#ff6600;">Its burning in and out.</span></strong></em></p>
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		<title>riPPle or a tIDe??</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 08 May 2010 09:44:08 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Near I go back I sprint.., My little feet would never get wet.., Then said mom, careful my child.., hold my hand.. You r still  a kid. I was on the shore, then in the waves, The tide was big, pulling my feet.., yelling n jumping we made a fest., Again I heard, careful my [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=umanidhi.wordpress.com&amp;blog=11660977&amp;post=285&amp;subd=umanidhi&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><em><strong><span style="color:#33cccc;">Near I go back I sprint..,<a href="http://umanidhi.files.wordpress.com/2010/05/img_2990.jpg"><img class="alignleft size-medium wp-image-323" title="IMG_2990" src="http://umanidhi.files.wordpress.com/2010/05/img_2990.jpg?w=300&#038;h=200" alt="" width="300" height="200" /></a></span><span style="color:#33cccc;"><br />
</span></strong></em></p>
<p><em><strong><span style="color:#33cccc;">My little feet would never get wet..,</span></strong></em></p>
<p><em><strong><span style="color:#ee10a3;">Then said mom, careful my child..,</span></strong></em></p>
<p><em><strong><span style="color:#ee10a3;">hold my hand.. You r still  a kid.</span></strong></em></p>
<p><em><strong><span style="color:#33cccc;">I was on the shore, then in the waves,</span></strong></em></p>
<p><em><strong><span style="color:#33cccc;">The tide was big, pulling my feet..,</span></strong></em></p>
<p><em><strong><span style="color:#ee10a3;">yelling n jumping we made a fest.,</span></strong></em></p>
<p><em><strong><span style="color:#ee10a3;">Again I heard, careful my child you r still a kid.</span></strong></em></p>
<p><em><strong><span style="color:#33cccc;">The peak of happiness , I was going through,</span></strong></em></p>
<p><em><strong><span style="color:#33cccc;">Though the prints on the sand were not alone,</span></strong></em></p>
<p><em><strong><span style="color:#ee10a3;">They are washed away as time went on,</span></strong></em></p>
<p><em><strong><span style="color:#ee10a3;">But She left my hand, to teach me life.</span></strong></em></p>
<p><em><strong><span style="color:#33cccc;">The nuance of white , didn’t attract me though,</span></strong></em></p>
<p><em><strong><span style="color:#33cccc;">Still That day, the silence was like a roar,</span></strong></em></p>
<p><em><strong><span style="color:#ee10a3;">The beautiful foam couldn’t hide my wound,</span></strong></em></p>
<p><em><strong><span style="color:#ee10a3;">A voice said, you are big dear, handle n bow…</span></strong></em></p>
<p><em><strong><span style="color:#33cccc;">One day, I saw that sight I remember,</span></strong></em></p>
<p><em><strong><span style="color:#33cccc;">Some Little feet playing in the sand,</span></strong></em></p>
<p><em><strong><span style="color:#ee10a3;">I then saw a prophecy , like my life ,</span></strong></em></p>
<p><em><strong><span style="color:#ee10a3;">Up like a tide ,low like the wave..</span></strong></em></p>
<p><em><strong><span style="color:#33cccc;">The voice in me has come up atlast,</span></strong></em></p>
<p><em><strong><span style="color:#33cccc;">This is life, this is a play.</span></strong></em></p>
<p><em><strong><span style="color:#000000;">by</span></strong></em></p>
<p><em><strong><span style="color:#000000;">uManIdhI</span></strong></em></p>
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		<title>Orb of my night!</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 06 May 2010 12:11:30 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Rising up in the dark clouds, Killing the sun for today which burns, The queen of the night, up far in the sky I wonder how many tried towards her way I was staring , with lots of questions.. Y is it sad? Y is it happy?? N then I knew it wasn’t the moon [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=umanidhi.wordpress.com&amp;blog=11660977&amp;post=279&amp;subd=umanidhi&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><em><strong><span style="color:#333399;">Rising up in the dark clouds,<a href="http://umanidhi.files.wordpress.com/2010/05/crescent-new-moon-1-2.jpg"><img class="alignright size-medium wp-image-280" title="crescent-new-moon-1-2" src="http://umanidhi.files.wordpress.com/2010/05/crescent-new-moon-1-2.jpg?w=300&#038;h=189" alt="" width="300" height="189" /></a><br />
</span></strong></em></p>
<p><em><strong>Killing the sun for today which burns,</strong></em></p>
<p><em><strong><span style="color:#333399;">The queen of the night, up far in the sky</span></strong></em></p>
<p><em><strong>I wonder how many tried towards her way</strong></em></p>
<p><em><strong><span style="color:#333399;">I was staring , with lots of questions..</span></strong></em></p>
<p><em><strong>Y is it sad? Y is it happy??</strong></em></p>
<p><em><strong><span style="color:#333399;">N then I knew it wasn’t the moon</span></strong></em></p>
<p><em><strong>It was my inner bliss ,my reckon</strong></em></p>
<p><em><strong><span style="color:#333399;">At times the wax gets burned ,I was discontent</span></strong></em></p>
<p><em><strong>But after ages, learnt the need  to sprout</strong></em></p>
<p><em><strong>A<span style="color:#333399;"> star or two blinking beside</span></strong></em></p>
<p><em><strong>Sliding in the clouds, shining alpine</strong></em></p>
<p><em><strong><span style="color:#333399;">The crescent moon, I always loved ,</span></strong></em></p>
<p><em><strong>so the flowers were sad, and  it was cursed </strong></em></p>
<p><em><strong><span style="color:#333399;">how long is the ride, I never asked</span></strong></em></p>
<p><em><strong>its the full moon, I was pleased</strong></em></p>
<p><em><strong>it sprawls the light all my way, thru my door</strong></em></p>
<p><em><strong><span style="color:#333399;">fighting with the dark ,crossing the zephyr.</span></strong></em></p>
<p><em><strong>When the stars around the full moon fade</strong></em></p>
<p><em><strong><span style="color:#333399;">I then waited for another day.</span></strong></em></p>
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		<title>lOve is pain.</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 05 May 2010 15:59:12 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Love is pain, love is hard Drives you to heaven, beats you down Etwined, though it leaves a tear Never spurs you up,kills you dear Just in case you fall in love You will regret for tat im sure. Love is pain, love is hard Its just a life from dusk to dawn How long [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=umanidhi.wordpress.com&amp;blog=11660977&amp;post=271&amp;subd=umanidhi&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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<p><em><strong><span style="color:#008000;"><a href="http://umanidhi.files.wordpress.com/2010/05/imgres.jpg"><img class="alignleft size-full wp-image-272" title="imgres" src="http://umanidhi.files.wordpress.com/2010/05/imgres.jpg?w=614" alt=""   /></a><span style="color:#000000;">Love is pain, love is hard</span></span></strong></em></p>
<p><em><strong><span style="color:#008000;">Drives you to heaven, beats you down</span></strong></em></p>
<p><em><strong><span style="color:#000080;">Etwined, though it leaves a tear</span></strong></em></p>
<p><em><strong><span style="color:#000080;">Never spurs you up,kills you dear</span></strong></em></p>
<p><em><strong><span style="color:#008000;">Just in case you fall in love</span></strong></em></p>
<p><em><strong><span style="color:#008000;">You will regret for tat im sure.</span></strong></em></p>
<p><em><strong><span style="color:#000000;">Love is pain, love is hard</span></strong></em></p>
<p><em><strong><span style="color:#008000;">Its just a life from dusk to dawn</span></strong></em></p>
<p><em><strong><span style="color:#008000;"><span style="color:#000080;">How long you slog , he will leave you</span><a href="http://umanidhi.files.wordpress.com/2010/05/1205143358b2cp7e.jpg"><img class="alignleft size-medium wp-image-273" title="1205143358B2cP7e" src="http://umanidhi.files.wordpress.com/2010/05/1205143358b2cp7e.jpg?w=156&#038;h=180" alt="" width="156" height="180" /></a><span style="color:#000080;"><br />
</span> </span></strong></em></p>
<p><em><strong><span style="color:#000080;">How hard you try ,she will betray you</span></strong></em></p>
<p><em><strong><span style="color:#008000;">Years passed, everything is changed</span></strong></em></p>
<p><em><strong><span style="color:#008000;">But you will be left with guilt, exhausted.</span></strong></em></p>
<p><em><strong><span style="color:#000000;">Love is pain, love is hard</span></strong></em></p>
<p><em><strong><span style="color:#008000;">It is a sin, more than a crime</span></strong></em></p>
<p><em><strong><span style="color:#000080;">All the promises will slip away</span></strong></em></p>
<p><em><strong><span style="color:#000080;">The rainbow shades n the storm will  play</span></strong></em></p>
<p><em><strong><span style="color:#008000;">Alone you will be left ,staring the sky</span></strong></em></p>
<p><em><strong><span style="color:#008000;">And life goes on, and on away…</span></strong></em></p>
<p><em><strong><span style="color:#333399;">by</span></strong></em></p>
<p><em><strong><span style="color:#333399;">uManIdhI</span></strong></em></p>
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