<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7304795710008224335</id><updated>2012-02-17T08:43:19.724+05:30</updated><category term='Sidhuisms'/><category term='Relationships'/><category term='Educational'/><title type='text'>Vikram Jeet Singh, Shimla</title><subtitle type='html'>Kehne ko saath apne ik Duniya chalti hai, par chhupke is dil mein tanhai palti hai !&lt;br&gt;
Main aur meri tanhai, jab bhi mood mein hote hain, to saari khushi as well as frustration,&lt;br&gt; yahin zaahir karte hain</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304795710008224335/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Vikram Jeet Singh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06456805133047774814</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_nufIRuAsokE/SEJv0hPcQFI/AAAAAAAAAJU/VZOZN2Zdmvg/S220/logo.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>88</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7304795710008224335.post-1696311068310759184</id><published>2009-08-10T22:56:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-08-10T22:56:37.638+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Relationships'/><title type='text'>Us Se Kehna</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #e69138; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e69138; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Bikhar rahi hai meri zaat Use kehna,&lt;br /&gt;Kabhi mile, to yahi baat Use kehna.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e69138; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Wo sath tha, to Zamana tha humsafar mera,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Magar ab koi nahi mere saath, Use kehna.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e69138; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Use kehna, ke bin Uske din nahi katta mera,&lt;br /&gt;Sisak-Sisak ke katti hai meri raat, Use kehna.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e69138; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Use pukarun, ke khud hi pahunch jaun Uske paas,&lt;br /&gt;Nahi rahey wo halaat, Use Kehna.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e69138; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Har jeet, Uske naam, kar raha hun main,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Main maanta hun apni haar, par kahin wo ise apni jeet na samajhle,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;.............&lt;br /&gt;Usey kehna :((&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7304795710008224335-1696311068310759184?l=vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com/feeds/1696311068310759184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com/2009/08/us-se-kehna.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304795710008224335/posts/default/1696311068310759184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304795710008224335/posts/default/1696311068310759184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com/2009/08/us-se-kehna.html' title='Us Se Kehna'/><author><name>Vikram Jeet Singh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06456805133047774814</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_nufIRuAsokE/SEJv0hPcQFI/AAAAAAAAAJU/VZOZN2Zdmvg/S220/logo.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7304795710008224335.post-4307575192248567559</id><published>2009-05-13T17:06:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2010-06-20T23:48:19.054+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Ik kudi, Jida Naa.........</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Here is the English version of the famous poem/song "Ik kudi jida naa Mohabbat" by Shiv Kumar Batalvi for my special readers who won't be much familiar with the Punjabi world.&lt;br /&gt;Hope you like it &amp;amp; please follow the meaning:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A girl whose name is Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Is lost.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Simple, beautiful,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;She is lost.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Her beauty, ethereal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Virtuous, like Mary,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Her laughter, blossoms falling,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Her gait, a poem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Tall as a cypress,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Barely alight,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Yet she undertands the language of a glance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It has been ages since she was lost&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Yet it feels like yesterday,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It feels like today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It feels like now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;She was standing beside me just now,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;She is beside me no more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;What deception is this? What trickery?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I am bewildered.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My eyes examine every passerby,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Scanning their faces,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Searching for that girl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;When evening descends upon the bazaar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And perfumes erupt at every corner,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;When restlessness and tiredness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Collide with leisure,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Isolated in that noise,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Her absence eats at me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I see her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Every moment I feel as though –&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Every day I feel as though –&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;From this throng of people,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;From this crowd of odors,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;She will call out to me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I will recognize her,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;She will recognize me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But from this flood of noise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Nobody calls out to me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Nobody looks toward me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But, I don’t know why I feel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Indistinctly, obscurely,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Every day, through every crowd,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;As though her form moves past me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But I am not able to see her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I am lost in her face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And stay lost in it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I keep dissolving in this grief.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I keep melting in this grief.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;" class="commenthidden" id="batalvi-eng"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I beg this girl, for my sake,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I beg her for her own sake,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I beg her for everyones sake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I beg her for the sake of this world,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I beg her for the sake of God,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;If somewhere she reads or hears this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Whether she be alive or dying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;That she come and meet me once&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;That she not stain my love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Else I will not be able to live,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I will not be able to write a song.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;A girl whose name is Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Is lost.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Simple, beautiful,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;She is lost.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7304795710008224335-4307575192248567559?l=vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com/feeds/4307575192248567559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com/2009/05/ik-kudi-jida-naa.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304795710008224335/posts/default/4307575192248567559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304795710008224335/posts/default/4307575192248567559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com/2009/05/ik-kudi-jida-naa.html' title='Ik kudi, Jida Naa.........'/><author><name>Vikram Jeet Singh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06456805133047774814</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_nufIRuAsokE/SEJv0hPcQFI/AAAAAAAAAJU/VZOZN2Zdmvg/S220/logo.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7304795710008224335.post-1392828077382388820</id><published>2009-05-07T16:52:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2010-07-11T00:39:03.551+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Tribute to a Legend - Shiv Kumar Batalvi</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Shiv Kumar was a born (romantic) poet who migrated from the poetic region of Sialkot to Batala at the most miserable moment of the human history-1947.The pangs of separation are recurrent themes of this great lyricist of the land. He has been hailed as one of the great poets of all times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shiv Kumar was born on July 23, 1936 in Bara Pind Lohtian (Shakargarh tehsil), in Punjab (now Pakistan){quite near to the Ranjha's pind, as well as mine}.&lt;br /&gt;As a child Shiv is said to have been fascinated by birds and rugged, thorny plants on the Punjabi landscape.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shiv passed his matriculate exams in 1953, from Punjab University. He went on to enrol in the F.Sc. programme at Baring Union Christian College in Batala. Before completing his degree he moved to S.N. College, Qadian into their Arts program. It is here that he began to sing ghazals and songs for his classmates. Shiv never gave the final exams he needed to pass to receive his degree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Around this period, he met a girl named Maina at a fair in Baijnath. When he went back to look for her in her hometown, he heard the news of her death and wrote his elegy "Maina". Perhaps the most celebrated episode is his fascination for a daughter who left for the US and married someone else. When he heard of the birth of her first child, Shiv wrote "Main ek shikra yaar banaya", perhaps his most famous love poem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By 1968 he had moved to Chandigarh, but both Batala and Chandigarh became soulless in his eyes. There were complaints about his drinking and some suggestions that his friends had him drink so he would exhibit his outrageous self. Shiv Kumar died in the 36th year of his life on May 7, 1973 in his father-in-law's house at Kir Mangyal near Pathankot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets have a look at the most touching of his works I found today:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ik kudi, jida naa Mohabbat&lt;br /&gt;Gumm hai !&lt;br /&gt;Saad muraadi, Sohni phabat&lt;br /&gt;Gumm hai, gumm hai,&lt;br /&gt;Soorat usdi, pariyaa vargi,&lt;br /&gt;Seerat di oh mariyam lagdi,&lt;br /&gt;Hasdi hai taan, phul ne jhad de,&lt;br /&gt;Turdi hai taan, gazal hai lagdi.&lt;a aiotitle="click to expand" href="javascript:togglecomments('batalvi')"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="commenthidden" id="batalvi"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Lamm-salammi, saru kad di,&lt;br /&gt;Umar aje hai marke ahg di,&lt;br /&gt;Par naina di, gal samajhdi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gummiyaa janam, janam han hoye,&lt;br /&gt;Par lagdi jyun, kal di gal hai,&lt;br /&gt;Iyon lagdi, jyun aj di gal hai,&lt;br /&gt;IyoN lagdi, jyun hun di gal hai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hune taan mere, kol khadi si,&lt;br /&gt;Hune taan mere, kol nahi hai,&lt;br /&gt;Eh kee chaal hai? Eh kee bhatkan?&lt;br /&gt;Soch meri, hairaan badi hai,&lt;br /&gt;Us kudi nu, tol rahi hai.&lt;br /&gt;Nazar meri, har aunde-jaande,&lt;br /&gt;Chehre da rang, phol rahi hai,&lt;br /&gt;Us kudi nu, tol rahi hai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saanjh dhale, baazaaran de jad,&lt;br /&gt;Modaan te khushbu ugdi hai,&lt;br /&gt;Vihal, thakaavat, bechaini jad,&lt;br /&gt;Chau-raaheyaan te aa judi hai,&lt;br /&gt;Raule lappe, tanhaayi vich,&lt;br /&gt;Us kudi di, thur khaandi hai,&lt;br /&gt;Us kudi di, thur disdi hai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Har chin mainu iyon lagda hai,&lt;br /&gt;Har din mainu, iyon lagda hai.&lt;br /&gt;Jude jashan di bheedaan vichon,&lt;br /&gt;Jude mehak di jhurmat vichon,&lt;br /&gt;Oh mainu, awaaz devegi,&lt;br /&gt;Main ohnu pehchaan lavaanga,&lt;br /&gt;Uh mainu pehchaan levegi,&lt;br /&gt;Par, is raule de har vichon,&lt;br /&gt;Koi mainu, awaaz na denda,&lt;br /&gt;Koi vi mere, val na vehnda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Par khaure kyun, tapala lagda,&lt;br /&gt;Par khaure kyun, jhaula painda,&lt;br /&gt;Har din, har ik bheed judi vichon,&lt;br /&gt;Butt uda, jyun langh ke jaanda,&lt;br /&gt;Par mainu hi, nazar na aunda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gumm gaya main us kudi de,&lt;br /&gt;Chehre de vich gumeya rehnda,&lt;br /&gt;Us de gham vich ghulda rehnda,&lt;br /&gt;Us de gham vich khurda jaanda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Us kudi nu, meri saun hai,&lt;br /&gt;Us kudi nu, apni saun hai,&lt;br /&gt;Us kudi nu, sab di saun hai,&lt;br /&gt;Us kudi nu, jag di saun hai,&lt;br /&gt;Us kudi nu, Rabb di saun hai,&lt;br /&gt;Je kite, pad di ya sunn di hove,&lt;br /&gt;Jeyundeya vi oh mar rahi hove,&lt;br /&gt;Ik vaari aake mil jaave,&lt;br /&gt;Wafa meri nu daag na laave,&lt;br /&gt;Nahi taan methon jeeya na jaana,&lt;br /&gt;Geet koi likhya na jaana!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ik kudi, jida naa Mohabbat&lt;br /&gt;Gumm hai !&lt;br /&gt;Saad muraadi, Sohni phabat&lt;br /&gt;Gumm hai, gumm hai,&lt;br /&gt;Gumm hai..................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7304795710008224335-1392828077382388820?l=vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com/feeds/1392828077382388820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com/2009/05/tribute-to-legend-shiv-kumar-batalvi.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304795710008224335/posts/default/1392828077382388820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304795710008224335/posts/default/1392828077382388820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com/2009/05/tribute-to-legend-shiv-kumar-batalvi.html' title='Tribute to a Legend - Shiv Kumar Batalvi'/><author><name>Vikram Jeet Singh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06456805133047774814</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_nufIRuAsokE/SEJv0hPcQFI/AAAAAAAAAJU/VZOZN2Zdmvg/S220/logo.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7304795710008224335.post-1680040121060451522</id><published>2009-04-08T16:59:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2010-07-11T00:41:20.662+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Relationships'/><title type='text'>A Beautiful Song</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(180, 95, 6); text-align: center;font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;I don't usually listen to English songs, but I would like to share this one over here. The lyrics of the song really touched my soul, looked similar to the content that I normally write and think about.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;Here are the lines:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling Blue,&lt;br /&gt;Well I am trying to forget the feeling that I miss you,&lt;br /&gt;Feeling Green,&lt;br /&gt;When the jealousy swells and it wont go away and dreams,&lt;br /&gt;Feeling Yellow,&lt;br /&gt;I am confused inside, a little hazy but mellow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I feel your eyes on me,&lt;br /&gt;Feeling fine, its sublime,&lt;br /&gt;When that smile of yours creeps into my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nobody told you would it feel so good,&lt;br /&gt;Nobody said you would be so beautiful,&lt;br /&gt;Nobody warned me about your smile,&lt;br /&gt;You are the light,&lt;br /&gt;You are the light,&lt;br /&gt;When i close my eyes,&lt;br /&gt;I am colour blind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;Feeling Red,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;When you spend all your time with your friends and not me instead,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;Feeling Black,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;When I think about all of the things that I feel I lack,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;Feeling Jaded,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;When its not gone right, all the colours are faded.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="commenthidden" id="darius"  style="color: rgb(180, 95, 6); text-align: center;font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Blinded by the light you shine, the colors fade completely&lt;br /&gt;Blinded by you every time, I feel you start to hate me,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am colour blind,  I just can't deny this feeling....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Darius&lt;/i&gt; Danesh,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Colourblind&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;i style="color: black;"&gt;Hats off to the lyrics writer, it really proves that love &amp;amp; emotions always have a common meaning, no matter in what language they are expressed.........&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;i style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the youtube link  : &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OKFRQ02L-Vg"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OKFRQ02L-Vg&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(180, 95, 6); text-align: center; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7304795710008224335-1680040121060451522?l=vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com/feeds/1680040121060451522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com/2009/04/beautiful-song.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304795710008224335/posts/default/1680040121060451522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304795710008224335/posts/default/1680040121060451522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com/2009/04/beautiful-song.html' title='A Beautiful Song'/><author><name>Vikram Jeet Singh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06456805133047774814</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_nufIRuAsokE/SEJv0hPcQFI/AAAAAAAAAJU/VZOZN2Zdmvg/S220/logo.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7304795710008224335.post-2073730790820495127</id><published>2009-03-19T22:42:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-03-19T22:42:06.643+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Attitude is Everything!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #a64d79; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="color: #a64d79; font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;By Francie Baltazar-Schwartz &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jerry was the kind of guy you love to hate.&amp;nbsp; He was always in a good mood and always had something positive to say.&amp;nbsp; When someone would ask him how he was doing, he would reply, "If I were any better, I would be twins!" He was a unique manager because he had several waiters who had followed him around from restaurant to restaurant.&amp;nbsp; The reason the waiters followed Jerry was because of his attitude. He was a natural motivator. If an employee was having a bad day, Jerry was there telling the employee how to look on the positive side of the situation. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeing this style really made me curious, so one day I went up to Jerry and asked him, "I don't get it! You can't be a positive person all of the time.&amp;nbsp; How do you do it?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Jerry replied, "Each morning I wake up and say to myself, Jerry, you have two choices today. You can choose to be in a good mood or you can choose to be in a bad mood.'&amp;nbsp; I choose to be in a good mood.&amp;nbsp; Each time something bad happens, I can choose to be a victim or I can choose to learn from it.&amp;nbsp; I choose to learn from it.&amp;nbsp; Every time someone comes to me complaining, I can choose to accept their complaining or I can point out the positive side of life.&amp;nbsp; I choose the positive side of life." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah, right, it's not that easy," I protested. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yes it is," Jerry said.&amp;nbsp; "Life is all about choices.&amp;nbsp; When you cut away all the junk, every situation is a choice.&amp;nbsp; You choose how you react to situations.&amp;nbsp; You choose how people will affect your mood.&amp;nbsp; You choose to be in a good mood or bad mood.&amp;nbsp; The bottom line: It's your choice how you live life." &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #a64d79; font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a aiotitle="click to expand" href="javascript:togglecomments('attitude')"&gt;Click here to Complete&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="commenthidden" id="attitude" style="color: #a64d79; font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #a64d79; font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I reflected on what Jerry said. Soon thereafter, I left the restaurant industry to start my own business.&amp;nbsp; We lost touch, but often thought about him when I made a choice about life instead of reacting to it.&amp;nbsp; Several years later, I heard that Jerry did something you are never supposed to do in a restaurant business: he left the back door open one morning and was held up at gunpoint by three armed robbers.&amp;nbsp; While trying to open the safe, his hand, shaking from nervousness, slipped off the combination.&amp;nbsp; The robbers panicked and shot him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily, Jerry was found relatively quickly and rushed to the local trauma center.&amp;nbsp; After 18 hours of surgery and weeks of intensive care, Jerry was released from the hospital with fragments of the bullets still in his body. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw Jerry about six months after the accident.&amp;nbsp; When I asked him how he was, he replied, "If I were any better, I'd be twins. Wanna see my scars?"&amp;nbsp; I declined to see his wounds, but did ask him what had gone through his mind as the robbery took place.&amp;nbsp; "The first thing that went through my mind was that I should have locked the back door," Jerry replied. "Then, as I lay on the floor, I remembered that I had two choices: I could choose to live, or I could choose to die. I chose to live. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Weren't you scared? Did you lose consciousness?" I asked. &lt;br /&gt;Jerry continued, "The paramedics were great. They kept telling me I was going to be fine. But when they wheeled me into the emergency room and I saw the expressions on the faces of the doctors and nurses, I got really scared. In their eyes, I read, 'He's a dead man. " I knew I needed to take action."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What did you do?" I asked. &lt;br /&gt;"Well, there was a big, burly nurse shouting questions at me," said Jerry.&amp;nbsp; "She asked if I was allergic to anything.&amp;nbsp; 'Yes,' I replied.&amp;nbsp; The doctors and nurses stopped working as they waited for my reply... I took a deep breath and yelled, 'Bullets!'&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Over their laughter, I told them, 'I am choosing to live.&amp;nbsp; Operate on me as if I am alive, not dead."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Jerry lived thanks to the skill of his doctors, but also because of his amazing attitude. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I learned from him that every day we have the choice to live fully. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Attitude, after all, is everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7304795710008224335-2073730790820495127?l=vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com/feeds/2073730790820495127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com/2009/03/attitude-is-everything.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304795710008224335/posts/default/2073730790820495127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304795710008224335/posts/default/2073730790820495127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com/2009/03/attitude-is-everything.html' title='Attitude is Everything!'/><author><name>Vikram Jeet Singh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06456805133047774814</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_nufIRuAsokE/SEJv0hPcQFI/AAAAAAAAAJU/VZOZN2Zdmvg/S220/logo.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7304795710008224335.post-1861517061777669768</id><published>2009-03-16T22:38:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-04-08T17:37:09.750+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Relationships'/><title type='text'>Want to witness the positive side of my life? Try at your own risk....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #7f6000; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For some of my previous posts, I have come to be known as a true delicate and emotional guy, full of negative thoughts, among my close friend(s). Just for that sake, I am coming up with this current post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK. So, when do the clouds of any negative thoughts hover upon us? When does a person feel totally detached from life? When does there comes a point in life when the person finds no particular reason to live? What causes a person to commit suicide? Why does a person believe that nothing in the world belongs to him or her? Why it gets so difficult to just pass the time? Why does life seems as just GOING ON?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough. I believe there is a single answer to all of the above questions. But what it actually is, is actually very hard to find.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know that something is missing for sure, but are still unaware of that Something, what is it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess it to be one's own confidence level towards life. Yes, it makes sense. Just a simple concept but yet so difficult.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, some such kind of things happen that just kill your self confidence. These can be related to anything- your family, surrounding environment, you yourself, your colleagues, working atmosphere, colour of your bed sheet or maybe the clothes that you wear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what I could collect upon thinking a lot. I may even be wrong but I know that you are always there to correct me up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like to mention a good Sidhuism over here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #7f6000; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a aiotitle="click to expand" href="javascript:togglecomments('UNIQUE%20NAME')"&gt;Click here to Complete&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="commenthidden" id="UNIQUE NAME" style="color: #7f6000; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Aadarsh purush wahi hota hai jo khud ko paristhitiyon ke anusar dhaal le ya phir paristhitiyon ko hi apne anukool bana le".&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all what is in my hands, i.e. to improve. Now, lets see how much my surroundings favour me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mind it-- the person never changes his personality at will but definitely develops upon it once he or she comes to know about the shortcomings. The whole credit goes to the one pointing the mistakes.&lt;br /&gt;Moreover, that person is the best one who can be the most useful in building the confidence and hence improving upon yourself. Benefit from him or her before its too late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more thing, positivity comes as a bye product of your self-confidence. Nothing so exceptional about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"How can you expect a treat from a dying fellow?"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7304795710008224335-1861517061777669768?l=vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com/feeds/1861517061777669768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com/2009/03/want-to-witness-positive-side-of-my.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304795710008224335/posts/default/1861517061777669768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304795710008224335/posts/default/1861517061777669768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com/2009/03/want-to-witness-positive-side-of-my.html' title='Want to witness the positive side of my life? Try at your own risk....'/><author><name>Vikram Jeet Singh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06456805133047774814</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_nufIRuAsokE/SEJv0hPcQFI/AAAAAAAAAJU/VZOZN2Zdmvg/S220/logo.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7304795710008224335.post-7889761911569185867</id><published>2009-02-26T22:36:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2009-02-28T00:13:02.274+05:30</updated><title type='text'>A Lesson from the Sri Sai SatCharita</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"The devotees have to trim their heart-lamp of faith and devotion, and burn in it wicks of love, and when this is done, the flame of knowledge (self-realization) will be lit up and shine brighter. Mere knowledge without love is dry; nobody wants such knowledge. Without love there is no contentment; so we should have unbroken and unbounded love. How can we praise love? Everything is insignificant before it. Without love our reading, hearing and the study are of no avail. In the wake of love follow devotion, dispassion, peace and liberation with all their treasures. We do not get love for anything unless we feel earnestly about it. So where there is real yearning and feeling, God manifests Himself. It includes love and is the means of liberation."&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;---------------&lt;br /&gt;Sai Baba &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Now this is what I call as COMMITTMENT&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7304795710008224335-7889761911569185867?l=vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com/feeds/7889761911569185867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com/2009/02/lesson-from-sri-sai-satcharita.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304795710008224335/posts/default/7889761911569185867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304795710008224335/posts/default/7889761911569185867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com/2009/02/lesson-from-sri-sai-satcharita.html' title='A Lesson from the Sri Sai SatCharita'/><author><name>Vikram Jeet Singh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06456805133047774814</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_nufIRuAsokE/SEJv0hPcQFI/AAAAAAAAAJU/VZOZN2Zdmvg/S220/logo.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7304795710008224335.post-8716632570772537733</id><published>2009-02-06T12:40:00.019+05:30</published><updated>2009-02-18T23:41:19.505+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Relationships'/><title type='text'>A reason..........</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(224, 102, 102);font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:small;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div face="&amp;quot;" style="color: rgb(224, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nufIRuAsokE/SYvoi_BpHZI/AAAAAAAAAOs/z-L4Na4pJsE/s1600-h/reason-to-live-wallpaper.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nufIRuAsokE/SYvoi_BpHZI/AAAAAAAAAOs/z-L4Na4pJsE/s320/reason-to-live-wallpaper.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt; Ye dil bhi kaisi ajeeb cheez banayi hai Bhagwan,&lt;br /&gt;Jahan sab--hath,pair,kidney,liver insaan ke bas mein diye hain,&lt;br /&gt;To yeh muthi bhar dil ka control use kyun nahin diya ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chahe ise jitna marji pakad ke rakho,&lt;br /&gt;Par kambakhat apni harkaton se baaz nahin aata.&lt;br /&gt;Jab bhi kisi par aa jaye,&lt;br /&gt;Jeena mushkil kar deta hai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pehle to insaan sote samay hi sapne dekha karta hai,&lt;br /&gt;Par ye dil jab kisi par aa jaye,&lt;br /&gt;To neend to door ki baat,&lt;br /&gt;Aankh khulte hi na jaane kaise-kaise sapne dikhata rehta hai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acha bhala aadmi khud ko ullu &amp;amp; chowkidar ki category mein add kar deta hai, jise aashiq kehte hain, aur raat bhar so nahi paata.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Insaan ko kya se kya bana deta hai ye dil,&lt;br /&gt;Wo khud bhi samajh nahi paata.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agar kandhe par apne chahne walon ka haath ho to usse zada confidence ki feeling kahin ho hi nahi sakti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apni field mein best perform karne ka reason,&lt;br /&gt;Ache kapde pehan kar acha dikhne ka reason,&lt;br /&gt;Apne aap ko physically fit rakhne ka reason,&lt;br /&gt;Apne aap mein hi khoye rehne ka reason,&lt;br /&gt;Akele mein haste rehne ka reason,&lt;br /&gt;Kisi aur se baat na karne ka reason,&lt;br /&gt;Har chahne wale se khul ke milne ka reason,&lt;br /&gt;Har pal khush rehne ka reason,&lt;br /&gt;Veeran raston pe akele chalte rehne ka reason,&lt;br /&gt;Exams na hone par bhi raat ko neend na aane ka reason,&lt;br /&gt;Jo aaj tak kabhi na kiya ho wo sab karne ka reason,&lt;br /&gt;Dil ki baaton ko lafzon pe laane ka reason,&lt;br /&gt;Fazool mein blog likhte rehne ka reason,&lt;br /&gt;Aur bhi na jaane kya kuch,&lt;br /&gt;Sab dil hi to provide karta hai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(224, 102, 102); font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(224, 102, 102); font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;a aiotitle="click to expand" href="javascript:togglecomments('postdil')"&gt;Click here to Complete&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="commenthidden" id="postdil"  style="color: rgb(224, 102, 102);font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;Par dukh ki baat to ye hai ki ye sab sirf tabhi acha lagta hai jab tak do chahne wale ek saath hon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sabse zada dukh to tab hota hai jab ye sab one-sided love ka consequence ho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Khushi ke palon mein to hum sab bhool jaate hain magar yahi dil hai jo hamein:&lt;br /&gt;Bewajah rulata hai,&lt;br /&gt;Har pal satata hai,&lt;br /&gt;Kisi layak nahi chodta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In short, agar ye dil zindgi jeene ka maksad ban jata hai to baad mein zindgi se door bhag jaane ka reason bhi yahi dil ban sakta hai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sabhi dil ka wyapar karne walon se meri ye khaas guzarish hai-----&lt;br /&gt;Please kisi ki bhi chahat ko thes na pahunchana aur itna bhi dhyan zarur rakhna ki kisi aur ki bewafai se khud ko zada thes na pahunche.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kisi ko itna mat chaho ki uski chahat tumhari majburi ban jaaye,&lt;br /&gt;Chaho to itna chaho ki tumhara pyar uski zarurat ban jaaye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aur ab dono haath jodkar, sar ko jhukakar, main apne Uparwale se yahi winti karna chahta hu:&lt;br /&gt;Hey Bhagwaan, agar koi kisi ko sache dil se chahe to please use kabhi bhi gam mein rone na dena, use shakti dena ki wo apne pyar mein safal ho sake, uski help karna, please........&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7304795710008224335-8716632570772537733?l=vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com/feeds/8716632570772537733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com/2009/02/reason-to-live.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304795710008224335/posts/default/8716632570772537733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304795710008224335/posts/default/8716632570772537733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com/2009/02/reason-to-live.html' title='A reason..........'/><author><name>Vikram Jeet Singh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06456805133047774814</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_nufIRuAsokE/SEJv0hPcQFI/AAAAAAAAAJU/VZOZN2Zdmvg/S220/logo.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nufIRuAsokE/SYvoi_BpHZI/AAAAAAAAAOs/z-L4Na4pJsE/s72-c/reason-to-live-wallpaper.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7304795710008224335.post-1009463242442947999</id><published>2009-01-31T12:13:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2009-02-06T13:10:17.311+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Some good lines</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0); text-align: center;font-family:Georgia,&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt; You can't live a perfect day without doing something for someone &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0); text-align: center;font-family:Georgia,&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;who will never be able to repay you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0); text-align: center;font-family:Georgia,&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0); text-align: center;font-family:Georgia,&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best portion of a good man's life - his little, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0); text-align: center;font-family:Georgia,&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;nameless, unremembered acts of kindness and love. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0); text-align: center;font-family:Georgia,&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0); text-align: center;font-family:Georgia,&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too often we underestimate the power of a touch, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0); text-align: center;font-family:Georgia,&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;a smile, a kind word, a listening ear, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0); text-align: center;font-family:Georgia,&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;an honest compliment, or the smallest act of caring, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0); text-align: center;font-family:Georgia,&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;all of which have the potential to turn a life around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The true meaning of life is to plant trees, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0); text-align: center;font-family:Georgia,&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;under whose shade you do not expect to sit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I expect to pass through life but once. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0); text-align: center;font-family:Georgia,&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;If therefore, there be any kindness I can show, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0); text-align: center;font-family:Georgia,&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;or any good thing I can do to any fellow being, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0); text-align: center;font-family:Georgia,&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;let me do it now, and not defer or neglect it, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0); text-align: center;font-family:Georgia,&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;as I shall not pass this way again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0); text-align: center;font-family:Georgia,&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0); text-align: center;font-family:Georgia,&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;a aiotitle="click to expand" href="javascript:togglecomments('lines')"&gt;Click here to Complete&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="commenthidden" id="lines"  style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0); text-align: center;font-family:Georgia,&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;The best things in life are nearest:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="font-family:Georgia,&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;Breath in your nostrils,&lt;br /&gt;Light in your eyes,&lt;br /&gt;Flowers at your feet,&lt;br /&gt;Duties at your hand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="font-family:Georgia,&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then do not grasp at the stars, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="font-family:Georgia,&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;but do life's plain, common work as it comes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A good character is the best tombstone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="font-family:Georgia,&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;Those who loved you and were helped by you will remember you when forget-me-nots have withered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is mostly froth and bubble,&lt;br /&gt;Two things stand like stone,&lt;br /&gt;Kindness in another's trouble,&lt;br /&gt;Courage in your own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How far you go in life depends on your being tender with the young,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="font-family:Georgia,&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;compassionate with the aged, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="font-family:Georgia,&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;sympathetic with the striving and tolerant of the weak and strong. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="font-family:Georgia,&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;Because someday in your life you will have been all of these.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You cannot do a kindness too soon, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="font-family:Georgia,&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;for you never know how soon it will be too late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:small;" &gt;Carve your name on hearts, not on marble. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7304795710008224335-1009463242442947999?l=vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com/feeds/1009463242442947999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com/2009/01/some-good-lines.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304795710008224335/posts/default/1009463242442947999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304795710008224335/posts/default/1009463242442947999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com/2009/01/some-good-lines.html' title='Some good lines'/><author><name>Vikram Jeet Singh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06456805133047774814</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_nufIRuAsokE/SEJv0hPcQFI/AAAAAAAAAJU/VZOZN2Zdmvg/S220/logo.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7304795710008224335.post-5919056460055824821</id><published>2009-01-08T15:01:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-02-06T12:22:31.415+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Relationships'/><title type='text'>PATIENCE, it Helps or it Kills......?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0); text-align: center;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets try to figure out something about the term PATIENCE today. Its my favourite piece of advice to any kind of a problem for anyone, I have joined a community 'Prayer and Patience are my weapons' on orkut, I fully believe in the concept as well but what so happened now, that I have chosen this very topic for my post over here?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Advices are always for others, very easy to suggest yet extremely difficult to be worked upon. We never hesitate in providing free suggestions but what if we ourselves have to carry on the same? I suggest people not to waste time, not to lose opportunities, to listen to the heart and not the mind, to forget about the rest, to avoid situations where you dont have to say 'Kaash !' in the end and what not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what happens to me when all these things apply on myself? Kehta to main bahut kuch hu, par aksar bhul jaata hu, ke hun to mai bhi ek insaan hi. On such occasions, I feel totally lonely as there seems no one to share my feelings with except my dear blog, then I realise that it might be none other than my patience which is responsible for my lonliness, what am I waiting for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a aiotitle="click to expand" href="javascript:togglecomments('post106')"&gt;Click here to Complete&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="commenthidden" id="post106"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I remember a song(video) by Amrinder Gill, "Tere darshan bade zaruri", in which the person waits and waits and waits for I dont know what but finally he is seen watching his love sitting behind on a bike with her husband and at that very time he is advised by an old man who used to observe him daily&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Bolna painda e kaka, bolna painda e".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Lz6_qnroSV4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Lz6_qnroSV4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Us bande ko ye gyan tab jakar mila but main to iske bare mein abhi likh raha hu par implement kab karunga?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet another recent song to be mentioned, "Haule Haule", from 'Rab Ne Bana Di Jodi' where SRK is seen playing a simple person like me who is so desperate to express his love but is trying to talk to and convince himself to be patient.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are just modes of entertainment, the songs and movies, but what to do in real life scenario. What is the purpose of such songs, can we draw out any moral out of these and then can we implement those in our lives? Obviously, we can but what about the success rate? How can we analyse that before implementing? We cannot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, my dear readers, please learn something out of this and let me also know whether something worked out or not. Till that time, I shall be using my other weapon, PRAYER, in order to have my goal achieved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;color:red;" &gt;***&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;color:red;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bada ho gaya yar, chaddo duniya daari,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;color:red;" &gt;Ye saale duniya wale to hote hi ghatiya hain,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;color:red;" &gt;Khud to kisi layak hote nahin,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;color:red;" &gt;Doosre ko kuch karne nahin dete!!!&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;color:red;" &gt;Inka to kuch hota nahin,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;color:red;" &gt;Agar koi inki wajah se, bewakuf bankar, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;step back&lt;/span&gt; karle,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;color:red;" &gt;To usi ko apna success maan ke baith jaate hain!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;"Bhaad me jao saalon from now onwards"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7304795710008224335-5919056460055824821?l=vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com/feeds/5919056460055824821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com/2008/11/patience-it-helps-or-it-kills.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304795710008224335/posts/default/5919056460055824821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304795710008224335/posts/default/5919056460055824821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com/2008/11/patience-it-helps-or-it-kills.html' title='PATIENCE, it Helps or it Kills......?'/><author><name>Vikram Jeet Singh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06456805133047774814</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_nufIRuAsokE/SEJv0hPcQFI/AAAAAAAAAJU/VZOZN2Zdmvg/S220/logo.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7304795710008224335.post-905605167854100784</id><published>2009-01-07T21:23:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2009-01-07T22:33:39.846+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Relationships'/><title type='text'>LOVE...........???</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I was asked about what is love quite a long time back, around 5-6 months ago by a very close friend. I even answered but probably I feel I can answer it in a better way now.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;Love Will Get You Through Times Of No Money Better&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;                             Than Money Gets Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;ou Through Times Of No Love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The spaces between our fingers were created so that another person's fingers can fill them up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you love someone, draw a CIRCLE around your names instead of a heart because hearts can be broken while circles never end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You will know when you really love someone when you want her to be happy even if her happiness means that you're not a part of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I were to describe love, I would compare it with what one snowman did to another snowwoman - he gave her a warm embrace and they melted in each other's arms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I had the letters "HRT", I can add "EA" to get a HEART or a "U" and get HURT, but I'd rather choose "U" and get HURT than have a HEART without "U".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You never lose in loving. You lose in holding back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dream what u want to dream&lt;br /&gt;Go where u want to go&lt;br /&gt;Be what u want to be&lt;br /&gt;Because u have only one life &amp;amp; one chance to do all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you tell someone something bad about yourself and you're scared&lt;br /&gt;they won't love you anymore.  But then you get surprised because&lt;br /&gt;not only do they still love you, they love you even more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a aiotitle="click to expand" href="javascript:togglecomments('post105')"&gt;Click here to Complete&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="commenthidden" id="post105"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;When someone loves you, the way they say your name is different.&lt;br /&gt;You know that your name is safe in their mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is when you go out to eat and give somebody most of your food,&lt;br /&gt;without making them give you any of theirs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is what makes you smile when you're tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is when your mommy makes coffee for your daddy and she takes a sip&lt;br /&gt;before giving it to him, to make sure the taste is OK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is when you tell a guy you like his shirt,  then he wears it&lt;br /&gt;everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is when your puppy licks your face even after you left him&lt;br /&gt;alone all day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know my elder brother loves me because he gives me all his old&lt;br /&gt;clothes and has to go out and buy new ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you love somebody, your eyelashes go up and  down and little&lt;br /&gt;stars come out of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="MsoBodyText" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;color:red;"   lang="EN-GB"&gt;Love is a bird,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoBodyText" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-GB" style="font-size:100%;"&gt;It needs to fly&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoBodyText" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;color:red;"   lang="EN-GB"&gt;Love makes you scream,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoBodyText" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-GB" style="font-size:100%;"&gt;It makes you sigh,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoBodyText" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;color:red;"   lang="EN-GB"&gt;Love is a wave,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoBodyText" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-GB" style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Waiting to crash on the shores&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoBodyText" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;color:red;"   lang="EN-GB"&gt;Love is like the season's first rain&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoBodyText" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-GB" style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Ready to pour&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoBodyText" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;color:red;"   lang="EN-GB"&gt;Love is the moist flower&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoBodyText" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;"  lang="EN-GB"&gt;Covered with morning dew&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoBodyText" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;color:red;"   lang="EN-GB"&gt;Love is a tonic&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoBodyText" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;"  lang="EN-GB"&gt;To cure your soul&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoBodyText" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;color:red;"   lang="EN-GB"&gt;Love is a book,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoBodyText" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-GB" style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Don’t judge it by the &lt;span class="GramE"&gt;cover,&lt;/span&gt; you need to go through to feel its power&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoBodyText" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;color:red;"   lang="EN-GB"&gt;Love is like a rose,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoBodyText" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-GB" style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Blooming from the bud&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoBodyText" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;color:red;"   lang="EN-GB"&gt;Love is a gamble,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoBodyText" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-GB" style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Where even a loss means something&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoBodyText" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;color:red;"   lang="EN-GB"&gt;Love is a mystery&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-GB" style="font-size:100%;"&gt;No one can solve it better than the LUCKY TWO!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-GB" style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;***&lt;br /&gt;You really shouldn't say '&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;I love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;' unless you  really mean it.&lt;br /&gt;But if you do mean it, don't be shy to say it aloud.&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7304795710008224335-905605167854100784?l=vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com/feeds/905605167854100784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com/2007/05/why-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304795710008224335/posts/default/905605167854100784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304795710008224335/posts/default/905605167854100784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com/2007/05/why-love.html' title='LOVE...........???'/><author><name>Vikram Jeet Singh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06456805133047774814</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_nufIRuAsokE/SEJv0hPcQFI/AAAAAAAAAJU/VZOZN2Zdmvg/S220/logo.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7304795710008224335.post-1571437763631012989</id><published>2009-01-04T16:18:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2009-01-04T23:56:29.725+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Relationships'/><title type='text'>I can't bear this Pain Anymore..........</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="color: rgb(166, 77, 121); text-align: center;font-family:Georgia,&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It can be disregarded once in a while, but the pain that you provide me everytime is getting unbearable now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lost my everything for your sake, my friends, my position, my heart, everything that was coming in between you and me but now when I seem to loose you, I am actually left with nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://kingoflove.files.wordpress.com/2008/04/lovehurts.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://kingoflove.files.wordpress.com/2008/04/lovehurts.jpg" width="177" border="0" height="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(166, 77, 121);font-family:Georgia,&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;Even tried extremely hard to forget our past, but I could not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;Its not even that you don't know but then why do you do so?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(166, 77, 121); text-align: center;font-family:Georgia,&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt; I don't ask for anything else but just a nice friend to talk to, to listen to, to walk along, to share my feelings with but each time I don't see this happening, I just get broken up completely.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(166, 77, 121); text-align: center;font-family:Georgia,&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a aiotitle="click to expand" href="javascript:togglecomments('post1')"&gt;Click here to Complete&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="commenthidden" id="post1"  style="color: rgb(166, 77, 121); text-align: center;font-family:Georgia,&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt; I am just looking for a single person jiske saath formalty na karni pade balki dil khud hi majbur kar de saath chalne ko.&lt;br /&gt; And I even expect the same from the other side as well. I just want you to be with me and only me when you are with me, completely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;Don't take me wrongly but I feel I have started taking you more seriously now, even expecting more from your side.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt; Don't know the reason but its definitely true. Tried to hold as much as I could but its out of my bounds now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(166, 77, 121); text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7304795710008224335-1571437763631012989?l=vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com/feeds/1571437763631012989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-cant-bear-this-pain-anymore.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304795710008224335/posts/default/1571437763631012989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304795710008224335/posts/default/1571437763631012989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-cant-bear-this-pain-anymore.html' title='I can&apos;t bear this Pain Anymore..........'/><author><name>Vikram Jeet Singh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06456805133047774814</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_nufIRuAsokE/SEJv0hPcQFI/AAAAAAAAAJU/VZOZN2Zdmvg/S220/logo.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7304795710008224335.post-8593881978678920251</id><published>2008-12-20T12:27:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-01-22T12:30:04.710+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Relationships'/><title type='text'>Dosti Kya Hai ???</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #b45f06; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nufIRuAsokE/SUikILpH6wI/AAAAAAAAAOI/WJ9m-jcW7A0/s1600-h/friendship_06.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nufIRuAsokE/SUikILpH6wI/AAAAAAAAAOI/WJ9m-jcW7A0/s320/friendship_06.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Dosti pehli baarish ki boondon mein hai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Dosti  khilte phoolon ki khushboo mein hai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Dosti dhalte suraj ki kirnon mein  hai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Dosti har naye din ki umeed hai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Dosti khwaab hai, dosti jeet  hai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Dosti pyar hai, dosti geet hai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Dosti do jahanon ka sangeet  hai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Dosti guroor hai, dosti ibadat hai,dosti vishwas hai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Dosti do dilon ke beech panapta ehsaas &lt;/span&gt;hai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a aiotitle="click to expand" href="javascript:togglecomments('post101')"&gt;Click here to Complete&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="commenthidden" id="post101"&gt;Dosti har khushi, dosti zindagi&lt;br /&gt;Dosti roshni, dosti bandagi hai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dosti sang chalti hawaon mein hai&lt;br /&gt;Dosti in barasti ghataon mein hai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dosti doston ki wafaon mein hai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haath utha kar jo maangi hai dua&lt;br /&gt;Dosti ka asar un duaon mein hai&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;***&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I feel so complete with you,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I never wanna let you go !!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: red;"&gt;***&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7304795710008224335-8593881978678920251?l=vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com/feeds/8593881978678920251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com/2008/12/dosti-kya-hai.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304795710008224335/posts/default/8593881978678920251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304795710008224335/posts/default/8593881978678920251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com/2008/12/dosti-kya-hai.html' title='Dosti Kya Hai ???'/><author><name>Vikram Jeet Singh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06456805133047774814</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_nufIRuAsokE/SEJv0hPcQFI/AAAAAAAAAJU/VZOZN2Zdmvg/S220/logo.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nufIRuAsokE/SUikILpH6wI/AAAAAAAAAOI/WJ9m-jcW7A0/s72-c/friendship_06.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7304795710008224335.post-4711070468563970176</id><published>2008-12-18T02:30:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2008-12-18T15:29:40.372+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Relationships'/><title type='text'>If, one day..........!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia,&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;If one day you feel like crying ……… call me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia,&amp;quot;;" &gt;I don’t promise that I will make you laugh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia,&amp;quot;;" &gt;But I can cry with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O6cId2Zb6jU/SREmhpYJUOI/AAAAAAAAAJc/9F-1OU4vrts/s400/27223643.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 123px; height: 160px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O6cId2Zb6jU/SREmhpYJUOI/AAAAAAAAAJc/9F-1OU4vrts/s400/27223643.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia,&amp;quot;;" &gt;If one day you want to run away,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia,&amp;quot;;" &gt;Don’t be afraid to call me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia,&amp;quot;;" &gt;I don’t promise to ask you to stop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia,&amp;quot;;" &gt;But I can run with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O6cId2Zb6jU/SREmhpYJUOI/AAAAAAAAAJc/9F-1OU4vrts/s400/27223643.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a aiotitle="click to expand" href="javascript:togglecomments('post100')"&gt;Click here to Complete&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="commenthidden" id="post100"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:small;" &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia,&amp;quot;;" &gt;If one day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:small;" &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia,&amp;quot;;" &gt;you don’t want to listen to anybody …….. call me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:small;" &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia,&amp;quot;;" &gt;I promise to be very quite.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia,&amp;quot;;" &gt;But if one day you call and…..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia,&amp;quot;;" &gt;And there is no answer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia,&amp;quot;;" &gt;Come fast to see me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia,&amp;quot;;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:small;" &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia,&amp;quot;;" &gt;" perhaps I need you "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7304795710008224335-4711070468563970176?l=vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com/feeds/4711070468563970176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com/2008/12/if-one-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304795710008224335/posts/default/4711070468563970176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304795710008224335/posts/default/4711070468563970176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com/2008/12/if-one-day.html' title='If, one day..........!!!'/><author><name>Vikram Jeet Singh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06456805133047774814</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_nufIRuAsokE/SEJv0hPcQFI/AAAAAAAAAJU/VZOZN2Zdmvg/S220/logo.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O6cId2Zb6jU/SREmhpYJUOI/AAAAAAAAAJc/9F-1OU4vrts/s72-c/27223643.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7304795710008224335.post-6008974749738446006</id><published>2008-12-15T14:58:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2008-12-17T18:50:39.473+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Relationships'/><title type='text'>Our Togetherness</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nufIRuAsokE/SUidd_GO6vI/AAAAAAAAAOA/vkQjVz1KqyM/s1600-h/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 251px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nufIRuAsokE/SUidd_GO6vI/AAAAAAAAAOA/vkQjVz1KqyM/s320/4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280643701571250930" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div face="Georgia,&amp;quot;" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;font size="small"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div face="Georgia,&amp;quot;" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;font size="small"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div face="Georgia,&amp;quot;" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;font size="small"&gt;I won't last for long, My writing skills won't last either&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neither will I be present tomorrow nor this stupid blogging of mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many people came and went before me&lt;br /&gt;Some were lucky while others just witnessed their hard fate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They too belonged to some moment of time as I am today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall also be leaving some day, though today I am a part of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many others will even come, in near times, to pluck up the sprouting petals off your good times&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many of them will be much better than I am, much better than I was rather&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div face="Georgia,&amp;quot;" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;font size="small"&gt;Only a bit of me will be remembered then, but why??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a aiotitle="click to expand" href="javascript:togglecomments('post102')"&gt;Click here to Complete&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="commenthidden" id="post102"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This so much busy world out there, why will anybody waste their important time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will not last for long nor will remain any of my marks behind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever I am today, you have made out of me&lt;br /&gt;Once you leave, I shall also be left with nothing of my own&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for being in my life, teaching me so many things&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now left with just a small time, I would like to live and enjoy its every single moment because I will be dead at once, once this time of our togetherness gets over, like I was, before I had met you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't know shall I have grudge against God for such a short time or be happy for atleast this much&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'll definitely pray if this life could be a bit more longer&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7304795710008224335-6008974749738446006?l=vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com/feeds/6008974749738446006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com/2008/12/our-togetherness.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304795710008224335/posts/default/6008974749738446006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304795710008224335/posts/default/6008974749738446006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com/2008/12/our-togetherness.html' title='Our Togetherness'/><author><name>Vikram Jeet Singh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06456805133047774814</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_nufIRuAsokE/SEJv0hPcQFI/AAAAAAAAAJU/VZOZN2Zdmvg/S220/logo.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nufIRuAsokE/SUidd_GO6vI/AAAAAAAAAOA/vkQjVz1KqyM/s72-c/4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7304795710008224335.post-3083105534812405408</id><published>2008-12-10T15:29:00.015+05:30</published><updated>2009-01-12T23:39:27.848+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Relationships'/><title type='text'>Something is Missing</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed src="http://vikramjeetsing.googlepages.com/missingu.swf" quality="high" allowscriptaccess="always" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" width="400" align="middle" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51); text-align: center;font-family:Georgia,&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;Everyday I live, Everyday I die&lt;br /&gt;Everyday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51); text-align: center;font-family:Georgia,&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holding your finger, I walk all through the day&lt;br /&gt;By you being alongside, I leave home and reach back everyday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not away from you even for a single moment&lt;br /&gt;Everyday and night, only with you, only u, all around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyday, everyday I live, Everyday I die&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyday I observe this world through your eyes&lt;br /&gt;As you would like, the same way I strive to be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your memories also move close with me like you did&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every instance, in your talks, the useless talks&lt;br /&gt;I am lost within myself, everyday, yes Everytime&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a aiotitle="click to expand" href="javascript:togglecomments('post103')"&gt;Click here to Complete&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="commenthidden" id="post103"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;Everytime I sing something, you are remembered&lt;br /&gt;Everytime I wear something, you are remembered&lt;br /&gt;Everytime I go somewhere, you are remembered&lt;br /&gt;Everytime I loose something, you are remembered&lt;br /&gt;Everytime I achieve something, you are remembered&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyday I walk now, on your memories through this journey called Life&lt;br /&gt;With you is brighter,&lt;br /&gt;With you is alive,&lt;br /&gt;This very town called MY Heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyday Everyday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Everyday, I feel you a bit more closer to me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;The very next moment, I feel you getting away from me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;I find myself stuck in between,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Just like a damaged fighter plane in mid air,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;I request you to take the role of the pilot in my life,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;And guide me about my Fate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I certainly miss those late night chats&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7304795710008224335-3083105534812405408?l=vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com/feeds/3083105534812405408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com/2008/12/something-is-missing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304795710008224335/posts/default/3083105534812405408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304795710008224335/posts/default/3083105534812405408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com/2008/12/something-is-missing.html' title='Something is Missing'/><author><name>Vikram Jeet Singh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06456805133047774814</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_nufIRuAsokE/SEJv0hPcQFI/AAAAAAAAAJU/VZOZN2Zdmvg/S220/logo.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7304795710008224335.post-913088672023657267</id><published>2008-12-09T18:05:00.006+05:30</published><updated>2009-01-07T22:14:22.170+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Relationships'/><title type='text'>Confidence......!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nufIRuAsokE/SVMkL8qg8cI/AAAAAAAAAOc/XB6VE6wnOz0/s1600-h/clip_image0035.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283606575517331906" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nufIRuAsokE/SVMkL8qg8cI/AAAAAAAAAOc/XB6VE6wnOz0/s320/clip_image0035.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 167px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000; font-family: arial; font-size: 100%;"&gt;One of the few things in this world that money can't purchase is Confidence. But do we really seem to buy it or its something within our mindset? Let's try to find out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000; font-family: arial; font-size: 100%;"&gt;When do we feel confident and why do we feel so?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000; font-family: arial; font-size: 100%;"&gt;We feel confident when we have something that others don't have and that because we have a sense of security about that particular possessing. We might also feel a bit extra confident once the surrounding environment is also pleasant.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000; font-family: arial; font-size: 100%;"&gt;A good confidence level makes us feel more comfortable everywhere.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000; font-family: arial; font-size: 100%;"&gt;What is Confidence?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000; font-family: arial; font-size: 100%;"&gt;Ask a sis how she feels while tying the Rakhi to her brother.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000; font-family: arial; font-size: 100%;"&gt;Ask a child how he or she feels with the parents being around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000; font-family: arial; font-size: 100%;"&gt;Ask a widow how she felt when her husband was alive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000; font-family: arial; font-size: 100%;"&gt;Ask the Nation how It feels when there is no Defense at the borders.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000; font-family: arial; font-size: 100%;"&gt;Ask any HIM how much stronger HE becomes when his SHE holds his hand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000; font-family: arial; font-size: 100%;"&gt;How confident are my pigeons when they wander around me, even when I am empty handed......!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a aiotitle="click to expand" href="javascript:togglecomments('post104')"&gt;Click here to Complete&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="commenthidden" id="post104"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000; font-family: arial; font-size: 100%;"&gt;We can't describe Confidence, we can only feel it. In short, there must be a reason to be confident about. How can I feel so when I know nothing is in my hands? Yes, one can be confident about things that don't exist actually because if they existed, there should be some unpredictability factor associated and how can a person believe in such nature?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: arial; font-size: 100%; font-weight: bold;"&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: 100%; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: arial; font-size: 100%; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hey, dont dare to be more confident than I m with u being along. U r my over confidence and i m proud of that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: 100%; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: arial; font-size: 100%; font-weight: bold;"&gt;With U, I m the King&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: 100%; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: arial; font-size: 100%; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Without U, I m only a Singh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: 100%; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: arial; font-size: 100%; font-weight: bold;"&gt;and I can't imagine myself without u anymore now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: 100%; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: arial; font-size: 100%; font-weight: bold;"&gt;I wont ask you to turn this Singh into a King but I'll make that happen, that's my promise. Just wait for my height of confidence now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: arial; font-size: 100%; font-style: italic;"&gt;Ni tu Jatt di pasand,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: 100%; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: arial; font-size: 100%; font-style: italic;"&gt;Jatt ne wihauni ah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: arial; font-size: 100%; font-weight: bold;"&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7304795710008224335-913088672023657267?l=vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com/feeds/913088672023657267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com/2008/12/confidence.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304795710008224335/posts/default/913088672023657267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304795710008224335/posts/default/913088672023657267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com/2008/12/confidence.html' title='Confidence......!!!'/><author><name>Vikram Jeet Singh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06456805133047774814</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_nufIRuAsokE/SEJv0hPcQFI/AAAAAAAAAJU/VZOZN2Zdmvg/S220/logo.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nufIRuAsokE/SVMkL8qg8cI/AAAAAAAAAOc/XB6VE6wnOz0/s72-c/clip_image0035.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7304795710008224335.post-7174400495849443038</id><published>2008-11-22T17:33:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-12-31T08:53:05.600+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Finally, all the Struggles come to an End !!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nufIRuAsokE/SUiZUon5LCI/AAAAAAAAANw/d2Cjolmg5xk/s1600-h/vikramjeetsing617795.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nufIRuAsokE/SUiZUon5LCI/AAAAAAAAANw/d2Cjolmg5xk/s320/vikramjeetsing617795.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280639142873082914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0); text-align: center;font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Witnessed a very strange day today. A day full of sad events.&lt;br /&gt;A classmate of mine lost her dad today. An architect by profession, who must have dreamt so much for his family. The daughter about to pass out as an engineer, the son also admitted to the same college just four months back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Were all the responsibilities over for the dad or was still left with something? In these 2.5 years of study, being away from home,  the daughter never used a cell phone, what was the logic behind her father's wish of buying her a cell phone just before two months of his death? Was it that the children don't feel alone at this sad moment, that they could easily be provided the shoulders of their classmates at this hard time of their life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many questions left unanswered yet very clear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh God, what kind of a justice is this,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Jab insaan ki jeene ki tamanna jagti hai, to fir usi samay use mukti dene ka kya matlab?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a aiotitle="click to expand" href="javascript:togglecomments('post105')"&gt;Click here to Complete&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="commenthidden" id="post105"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Another incident of the same day, a shop owner had a similar fate and all the shops of the market were closed today. What do the other shop keepers achieve? Closed for a single day or for a maximum of two, what thereafter? Only the family members have to bear the loss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A yet another incident wherein a well-to-do person was being carried upon the shoulders of some 5-6 labourers due to some illness, but there was no family member to share the grief with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Hey Bhagwaan, ye kaisi Leela hai yar, jab interest hota hai to koi zaahir karne ke liye nahi hota aur jab koi zaahir karne ke liye milta hai to interest hi khatam ho jata hai.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Anyways, Allah Maalik !!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;*** &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7304795710008224335-7174400495849443038?l=vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com/feeds/7174400495849443038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com/2008/11/finally-all-struggles-remain-behind-in.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304795710008224335/posts/default/7174400495849443038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304795710008224335/posts/default/7174400495849443038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com/2008/11/finally-all-struggles-remain-behind-in.html' title='Finally, all the Struggles come to an End !!!'/><author><name>Vikram Jeet Singh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06456805133047774814</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_nufIRuAsokE/SEJv0hPcQFI/AAAAAAAAAJU/VZOZN2Zdmvg/S220/logo.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nufIRuAsokE/SUiZUon5LCI/AAAAAAAAANw/d2Cjolmg5xk/s72-c/vikramjeetsing617795.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7304795710008224335.post-4432779119228776019</id><published>2008-11-09T11:00:00.008+05:30</published><updated>2008-12-25T10:58:38.441+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Relationships'/><title type='text'>A True Request</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: rgb(234, 153, 153); font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="275" height="225"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/19DdbOgDFwc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/19DdbOgDFwc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="275" height="225"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;Je Tu Akhiyan De Samne Nai Rehna&lt;br /&gt;Te Biba Sada Dil Mod De&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kar Betha Sajna Bharosa Tere Pyar Te&lt;br /&gt;Dil Ron Betha Ve Tere Aitebaar Te&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asaan Nit Da Vichora Naiyo Sehna&lt;br /&gt;Te Biba Sada Dil Mod De&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inj Door Door Reh Ke Naiyo Chalna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt; Asaan Deed Bina Nahi Kuch Hor Mangna&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a aiotitle="click to expand" href="javascript:togglecomments('post107')"&gt;Click here to Complete&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="commenthidden" id="post107"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;Je Inna Nikka Jeya Kehna Vi Ni Mannana&lt;br /&gt;Te Biba Sada Dil Mod De&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tenu Naal Bitha Ke Dil Walay Kai Phed Kholne&lt;br /&gt;Asaan Tere Naal Kayi Dukh Sukh Pholne&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Je Sade Kol Ni Tu Khari Pal Baina&lt;br /&gt;Te Biba Sada Dil Mod De&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Je Teri Marzi E Sade Naalo Wakh Hon Di&lt;br /&gt;Saadi Marzi Vi E Tere Piche Kakh Hon Di&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Je Dukh Pichla Hi Jogian Wala Sanu Dena&lt;br /&gt;Te Biba Sada Dil Mod De&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Je Tu Akhiyan De Samne Nai Rehna&lt;br /&gt;Te Biba Sada Dil Mod De&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Suna hai ke nazron se dur hone par dil bhi dur ho jaate hain,&lt;br /&gt;Main ise maanta to nahin,&lt;br /&gt;par tumhe kisi aur ki nazron ke saamne dekh bhi nahi sakta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Sachi, Je Tu SIRF Saadi Ban Ke Nayi Rehna,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Te, Please, Biba Saada Dil Mod de,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Saanu Saade Joga Te Rehan De...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7304795710008224335-4432779119228776019?l=vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com/feeds/4432779119228776019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com/2008/11/true-request.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304795710008224335/posts/default/4432779119228776019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304795710008224335/posts/default/4432779119228776019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com/2008/11/true-request.html' title='A True Request'/><author><name>Vikram Jeet Singh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06456805133047774814</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_nufIRuAsokE/SEJv0hPcQFI/AAAAAAAAAJU/VZOZN2Zdmvg/S220/logo.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7304795710008224335.post-80930051806988519</id><published>2008-10-26T00:32:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-01-08T15:16:24.303+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Relationships'/><title type='text'>Feelings during Holidays</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: arial; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Punjaabis have a great IQ, not doubts about that, whatever field you take.&lt;br /&gt;I would like to share a recent experience, that too the lyrics of a song.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to the internet and computers + the recession going on in the IT industry.....why??? This will be clear to you once you go through these lyrics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see off kitta na tu airport te,&lt;br /&gt;jaan laggi sohneya gayi c dass k&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lag gaya study visa england da,&lt;br /&gt;sohniye tu chadh gayi jahaaj hass k&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saun nahiyon dindiya ve yaadan teriyan,&lt;br /&gt;bhaanwe tetho baithi aan hajaaran meel ve&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ditta na jawaab meri e-mail da ??,&lt;br /&gt;dass kedi nakhro ne leya keel ve&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a aiotitle="click to expand" href="javascript:togglecomments('post106')"&gt;Click here to Complete&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="commenthidden" id="post106" style="font-family: arial; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;chakkaran che pa gayi tun begaane putt nu,&lt;br /&gt;pyaar wich buriyan judaaiyan hundiyan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bhoot c sawaar aiwen baar aan da,&lt;br /&gt;dass sathon kediyaan padhayian hundiyan ??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saada keda ithe channo chitt lagda,&lt;br /&gt;kiddan da hoya firaan upset ni&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kahton gusse huni e jiyun jogiye,&lt;br /&gt;tere maare ghar che lawa leya net ni&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sara sara din chat kar k,&lt;br /&gt;labh leni navi koi friend ve&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pyaar pa k sohneya na bhul jayi,&lt;br /&gt;na tadpaavin saadi jind ve&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pehli pehli waar jithe aapan mile c,&lt;br /&gt;bhulni ne chandigarh waali jheel ve&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;ditta na jawaab meri email da, dass kedi nakhro ne leya keel ve ??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;langha jadon college de kol di,&lt;br /&gt;sohniye bhulekhe tere pain ni&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hun net te rojana time kad k,&lt;br /&gt;ho jeya kraange doven online ni&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sohniye ni dil di bhadaas kadh k,&lt;br /&gt;kareya karange dowen gitt mitt ni&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kahton gusse huni e jiyun jogiye,&lt;br /&gt;tere maare ghar che lawa leya net ni&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;aen na jaana chitt jhalleya,&lt;br /&gt;lejun marriage kara k tenu naal ve&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ucchi neevi aaj sadi maaf kar dayin,&lt;br /&gt;kar jayin na buri koi gall feel ve&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ditta na jawaab  meri email da, dass kedi nakhro ne leya keel ve ??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;tere naal sachi jaane meriye,&lt;br /&gt;saanjh kayi janmaan di pa layi hun main&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kahton gusse huni e ..........?????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;Wah, jawab nayi punjabiyaan da.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;Bilkul exact baat ki hai yahan pe, no scope for any error.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;Aisa hi hota hai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-weight: bold;"&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-weight: bold;"&gt;I miss u so much dear, specially those late night chats &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7304795710008224335-80930051806988519?l=vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com/feeds/80930051806988519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com/2009/01/punjaabis-have-great-iq-not-doubts.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304795710008224335/posts/default/80930051806988519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304795710008224335/posts/default/80930051806988519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com/2009/01/punjaabis-have-great-iq-not-doubts.html' title='Feelings during Holidays'/><author><name>Vikram Jeet Singh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06456805133047774814</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_nufIRuAsokE/SEJv0hPcQFI/AAAAAAAAAJU/VZOZN2Zdmvg/S220/logo.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7304795710008224335.post-3799847700075434980</id><published>2008-10-11T23:00:00.009+05:30</published><updated>2008-12-17T19:22:54.098+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Relationships'/><title type='text'>Writing from Goa Today</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nufIRuAsokE/SUib5Q60RBI/AAAAAAAAAN4/tOgT189FqJk/s1600-h/sitting_alone.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 176px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nufIRuAsokE/SUib5Q60RBI/AAAAAAAAAN4/tOgT189FqJk/s320/sitting_alone.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280641971188417554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(180, 95, 6); text-align: center;font-family:Georgia,&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(180, 95, 6); text-align: center;font-family:Georgia,&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking outside the window today,&lt;br /&gt;I am able to see the ocean today,&lt;br /&gt;Just water all over the place,&lt;br /&gt;Filling up every corner of the world today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Sun coming down to meet the beach,&lt;br /&gt;The whole Nature seems blushing today with the colour of pink,&lt;br /&gt;Songs all over the place, the shores whistling endlessly today,&lt;br /&gt;The tender breeze soothing the pains, what a lovely romantic scene today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A busy schedule, a meeting today,&lt;br /&gt;A visit to beach, a market today,&lt;br /&gt;They call it as mere enjoyment, a lot of masti and cool play,&lt;br /&gt;They call it as a never get back opportunity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, some are busy chatting with their loved ones,&lt;br /&gt;A few talking to their parents today,&lt;br /&gt;With bottles of fenny all over the place today,&lt;br /&gt;But me, as always, sitting aside-alone, observing the Nature today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a aiotitle="click to expand" href="javascript:togglecomments('post108')"&gt;Click here to Complete&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="commenthidden" id="post108"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;Enjoyment means a lot for those who want to enjoy,&lt;br /&gt;There must be a reason to enjoy today,&lt;br /&gt;I wonder how they could enjoy by cheating their parents &amp;amp; loved ones,&lt;br /&gt;But still, they call this as enjoyment today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could also understand the meaning of joy,&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could also have a reason to enjoy today,&lt;br /&gt;But I guess it is not meant for what I am today,&lt;br /&gt;It is something that is not created for me today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first ever trip by air yesterday,&lt;br /&gt;My longest ever journey by train tomorrow,&lt;br /&gt;A great achievement at Microsoft today,&lt;br /&gt;But still, no such reason to enjoy today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoyment is something you cherish with the loved ones,&lt;br /&gt;It is something you get by serving people in need,&lt;br /&gt;It is something you get by being with your family,&lt;br /&gt;It is something that I cant explain but am missing it a lot today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Har subha ke baad shaam hoti hai,Har dawa ke saath dua hoti hai,&lt;br /&gt;Kal ki shaam bhi ek nayi shaam hogi,is khoobsurat jagah se widayi ki shaam hogi,&lt;br /&gt;Wapis apni usi jagah par,&lt;br /&gt;Samundar ki gehraayion se kaafi door, Pahadi vaadiyon ke aanchal mein,&lt;br /&gt;Jahan aur to kuch nahi par meri enjoyment hogi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zindgi 4 dinon ka khel hai doston,&lt;br /&gt;2 nikal gaye, 2 din aaram se jee lo,&lt;br /&gt;Ye waqt dobara nahi milne wala,&lt;br /&gt;Kuch aisa kar jao ke kabhi kaash na kehna pade.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;***I wish you were here today***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(180, 95, 6); text-align: center;font-family:Georgia,&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(180, 95, 6); text-align: center;font-family:Georgia,&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7304795710008224335-3799847700075434980?l=vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com/feeds/3799847700075434980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com/2008/10/day-at-goa-today.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304795710008224335/posts/default/3799847700075434980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304795710008224335/posts/default/3799847700075434980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com/2008/10/day-at-goa-today.html' title='Writing from Goa Today'/><author><name>Vikram Jeet Singh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06456805133047774814</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_nufIRuAsokE/SEJv0hPcQFI/AAAAAAAAAJU/VZOZN2Zdmvg/S220/logo.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nufIRuAsokE/SUib5Q60RBI/AAAAAAAAAN4/tOgT189FqJk/s72-c/sitting_alone.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7304795710008224335.post-2647963327160925505</id><published>2008-09-30T15:36:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2008-12-17T19:30:05.619+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Relationships'/><title type='text'>No, I cant leave you now, at any cost</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;I never expected myself writing this post but some well experienced aspects of life plus some beautiful, well hit words by the one I value the most in my life forced me to change my mind and here I am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;Can we ask an ocean to return some particular water droplets ?&lt;br /&gt;Can we ask a honeybee to return the nectar from a particular flower ?&lt;br /&gt;Can we ask a paper to return the ink marked over it ?&lt;br /&gt;Can we ask a spider to set free a fly caught in its web ?&lt;br /&gt;Can we ask our brain to forget the ABCD...Z ?&lt;br /&gt;Can we ask a leather belt to turn back to skin ?&lt;br /&gt;Can a fish propose a bird, or vice versa, for marriage ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;In a similar fashion, we can never bring back any particular day of life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Days come and go by. Everyday is not the same always.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Life is nothing without struggle. Its like a cricket match which everyone of us is familiar with. Both the playing teams know that either of them will have to loose, they are prepared for the outcome, but still they play and try hard to win.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Then, how could a person like me lose hope? Why so much of negative thoughts wandering nearby, why, why ??? I could find no answer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;But ya, a feeling of insecurity or rather a ghost with the name of INSECURITY had caught me under its influence. But insecurity about what ? Was it about a sense of loosing something, something extremely close ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Yes I guess, but soon I realised :&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a aiotitle="click to expand" href="javascript:togglecomments('post109')"&gt;Click here to Complete&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="commenthidden" id="post109"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;What did I bring with myself at birth ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;I had never expected whatever I am today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;I was scheduled to burn myself in the hotness of the Shivnagri Nalagarh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;But now, here I am, sitting with a sweater on, in the Queen of Hills, back home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Whatever I expected in my life, I could never achieve that, maybe because that was not meant for me at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Today, I am considered as the most lucky person by one and all (even though the same people are damn jealous).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Today, I am being specially told by my well-wishers------&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;"Veer ji, tuhadi wajah naal Punjabiyan di vi kadar hon lag payi is University ch"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Then I was also told my my insecurity factor not to be insecure, only then I could realise how big a fool I were about to act so negatively. I know, I have nothing to loose now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Are yaar, by God's grace, I dont have any bad addictions, no bad company or any such interest nor any grudges against anyone inside my heart, most of the times, I am seen wandering around places of worship, my God always listens to my prayers even before I pray. All credit to Him for everything I am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Such beautiful friends and great things I have on my part today that I could be the happiest person. Please God, save me and our friendship from all sorts of bad eyes, I devote everything to You.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:small;color:red;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;***Je laayi yaari, mul modna paina,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:small;color:red;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Tu agge lang gaya, tenu fark ni paina,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:small;color:red;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Main picche hat gaya, mera kakh ni rehna***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;How could I forget that I belong to the community where there is no place for any sort of insecurity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:small;color:red;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;***Chidiyaan naal je baaz ladawan,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:small;color:red;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Taan hi Guru Gobind Singh Naam dharawaan***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b  style="color:red;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I am ready for everything now, bas meri rakheyo laaj Gurudev.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7304795710008224335-2647963327160925505?l=vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com/feeds/2647963327160925505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com/2008/09/no-i-cant-leave-you-now-at-any-cost.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304795710008224335/posts/default/2647963327160925505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304795710008224335/posts/default/2647963327160925505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com/2008/09/no-i-cant-leave-you-now-at-any-cost.html' title='No, I cant leave you now, at any cost'/><author><name>Vikram Jeet Singh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06456805133047774814</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_nufIRuAsokE/SEJv0hPcQFI/AAAAAAAAAJU/VZOZN2Zdmvg/S220/logo.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7304795710008224335.post-5893664155282420229</id><published>2008-09-14T21:02:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2008-12-17T19:32:45.077+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Relationships'/><title type='text'>Go Away &amp; Enjoy your Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:olive;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a storm in my heart&lt;br /&gt;It tears my inside apart&lt;br /&gt;I am  bleeding and I am hurt&lt;br /&gt;Like a wingless little bird&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it turns  dark&lt;br /&gt;And for a moment I see&lt;br /&gt;The pain that was inside of me&lt;br /&gt;And on a  journey I embark&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In search of answers&lt;br /&gt;In search of truth&lt;br /&gt;In search  of understanding&lt;br /&gt;In search of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My guiding star in darkness&lt;br /&gt;Like  a little stream in the desert&lt;br /&gt;Everything about you seems flawless&lt;br /&gt;But that  is what causes the hurt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a aiotitle="click to expand" href="javascript:togglecomments('post110')"&gt;Click here to Complete&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="commenthidden" id="post110"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:olive;"&gt;Your perfect features do not belong to me&lt;br /&gt;You  do not deserve my chains&lt;br /&gt;You need to live and see&lt;br /&gt;What it means to be  free&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So spread your wings and fly away&lt;br /&gt;For I can not fulfill your  dream&lt;br /&gt;But if you should fall one day&lt;br /&gt;I'll guide you and be that little  stream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So go and discover it all&lt;br /&gt;And know that wherever you  go&lt;br /&gt;Whatever you do and might feel&lt;br /&gt;The only thing you need to do is  call&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agar khud ko dekhun,to kuch nahi mere palle,&lt;br /&gt;Uski rehmat aur aapke pyar ko dekhun,to meri balle-balle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7304795710008224335-5893664155282420229?l=vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com/feeds/5893664155282420229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com/2008/09/go-enjoy-your-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304795710008224335/posts/default/5893664155282420229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304795710008224335/posts/default/5893664155282420229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com/2008/09/go-enjoy-your-life.html' title='Go Away &amp; Enjoy your Life'/><author><name>Vikram Jeet Singh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06456805133047774814</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_nufIRuAsokE/SEJv0hPcQFI/AAAAAAAAAJU/VZOZN2Zdmvg/S220/logo.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7304795710008224335.post-7979563338982647701</id><published>2008-09-07T11:20:00.021+05:30</published><updated>2008-12-18T14:56:48.632+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Relationships'/><title type='text'>Expectations &amp; Compromise</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"Experience is the greatest of all Teachers"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Life provides us with unthinkable situations that we never dreamed of, ever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Its like a dream, where you find yourself in circumstances that you have never even thought of, at places that you have never even seen or been to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Only life is the one that teaches you everything. Your parents can only pay your fees at schools, the teachers can only make you hold the pen &amp;amp; paper properly, but its all in your hands what you wana make out of that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Its like the case of a matchstick that can be used to lit up candles symbolizing the ray of HOPE and even pyres are set ablaze with the same.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"God is the best player of our Life"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;He knows about all of our needs. He provides us with opportunities to do all things in life either good or bad. Its in our own hands to grasp or loose them. In the end, we can never blame Him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"Dream it, Deserve it &amp;amp; Achieve it"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;All of us dream about our desires to be achieved but we forget to first being able to deserve them. God never wants His children to get pampered. I think He follows the Chinese proverb:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Give your child a fish &amp;amp; you feed him for a day,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Teach him fishing &amp;amp; you prepare him to feed himself for the whole life"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;If you ask something from God &amp;amp; He fulfills your desires at the same time, who will worship Him then? Every damn thing in this world has its own value but it needs to be realized.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"Dream, Desire &amp;amp; Responsibility"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You dream of something and you desire something else, is it so? If yes, you will never achieve it, until or unless your dream and desire are one &amp;amp; the same.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a aiotitle="click to expand" href="javascript:togglecomments('post111')"&gt;Click here to Complete&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="commenthidden" id="post111"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But unfortunately, most of the times when these both get together, a third concept also arises like a villain in a romantic love story, by the name of Responsibility.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Your responsibility towards your parents who are the ones who made you capable of dreaming &amp;amp; desiring, towards your profession for whose sake your parents did everything they could, towards your well-wishers who want to see you succeed in every sphere of life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"The Climax"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;As there are so many expectations from you by so many people. Since you are also bound to them, if you know that you cant handle all your dreams, desires &amp;amp; responsibilities in a single hand, then the most difficult concept of life arises. I even fear of naming it as its a very simple word to be mentioned of but extremely hard to be followed but I'll have to mention it here as no one can escape reality, its COMPROMISE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Compromise with your dreams, your own desires, your own friends but most importantly, compromise with your own self.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;How can you compromise with the one you love more than yourself, that too for your parents or well-wishers whom you know very well, will not be there with you for your whole lifetime?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I mentioned it as most difficult because my eyes got full of tears while only writing the previous line.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ironically, last night, while going through two of my syllabus books, one by an Indian &amp;amp; the other by a foreign author, I noticed that the Indian dedicated his work to his parents while the foreigner, to his love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I could understand that Indians are the most responsible people, they dont love their own selves &amp;amp; their families, they dont fall in love rather they are not supposed to do so, they are the best while compromising, the foreigners are not responsible, they dont care for their parents and they never compromise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I am ready to compromise if my God promises that my parents will remain with me all through my lifetime &amp;amp; die after me and I really wish this comes out to be true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Am I correct in my understanding and my decision, please let me know?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Also, cant all of our dream, desire &amp;amp; responsibility go hand in hand?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But before concluding, I dedicate this content &amp;amp; even my everything else (either on or away from this blog) to the one I love even more than my hearts content.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;Dard e dil, dard e jigar, dil me jagaya----aapne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Pehle to main shayar tha, Aashiq banaya----aapne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Maine to bas, wo sab likha, jo kuch likhaya----aapne&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7304795710008224335-7979563338982647701?l=vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com/feeds/7979563338982647701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com/2008/09/expectations-compromise.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304795710008224335/posts/default/7979563338982647701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304795710008224335/posts/default/7979563338982647701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com/2008/09/expectations-compromise.html' title='Expectations &amp; Compromise'/><author><name>Vikram Jeet Singh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06456805133047774814</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_nufIRuAsokE/SEJv0hPcQFI/AAAAAAAAAJU/VZOZN2Zdmvg/S220/logo.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7304795710008224335.post-3333194305217639634</id><published>2008-07-28T22:40:00.009+05:30</published><updated>2008-12-18T15:00:42.783+05:30</updated><title type='text'>A Beautiful Song</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kithe lukiyan,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;kithe lukiyan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Galan si ye an kahiyan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Tenu wekhke, tenu wekhke&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Aj e na jaan rokiyan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Shayad mai, chup hi rehnda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Dooron wekhda, kujh na kehnda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Par hasdi si, oh foka,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Dindi, khud nu dhokha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Mai boleya, tu kardi menu pyar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Mai boleya, tenu chadega bukhaar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Mai boleya, tenu aandi meri yaad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Mai boleya, teri jib te mera swaal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Sirf tenu aj e pata nahi,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Sirf tenu aj e pata nahi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Sirf tenu aj e pata nahi,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Sirf tenu aj e pata nahi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Sunke meri, sunke meri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Kujh oh hil si gayi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Kujh der taan, chup oh rahi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Fir oh inj boli&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a aiotitle="click to expand" href="javascript:togglecomments('post112')"&gt;Click here to Complete&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="commenthidden" id="post112"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;"Jo kujh vi, si mai chaya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Mileya uho, zakhm mai paya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Hai poora mera jahan"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Te sunniyan das kyun teriyan akhan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Mai boleya tere ch khali ik thaan,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Na bhar sakke, oh koi mere siva&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Na lagna ithe koi gulab&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Uggna, bas ik kanda tikha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Sirf tenu aj e pata nahi,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Sirf tenu aj e pata nahi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Sirf tenu aj e pata nahi,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Sirf tenu aj e pata nahi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Jaana na mai fail hona ya pass,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Chali jo tu gayi en us paar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Mai tan bhanve apne, bul see lavan,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Par bolda e mera eh dil,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Raati uth, ronda e mera eh blog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Ja, tenu kujh pata nahi,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Ja, tenu kujh pata nahi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Ja, tenu kujh pata nahi,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Ja, tenu kujh pata nahi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Mai boleya, tu kardi menu pyar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Mai boleya, tenu chadega bukhaar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Mai boleya, tenu aaugi meri yaad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Mai boleya, teri jib te mera sawaal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Mai boleya, ro ro hovengi bezaar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Mai boleya, aavange haddan paar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Sirf tenu aj e pata nahi,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Sirf tenu aj e pata nahi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Sirf tenu aj e pata nahi,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Sirf tenu aj e pata nahi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Inspired By:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Rabbi Shergill&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;(Avengi Ja Nahin)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7304795710008224335-3333194305217639634?l=vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com/feeds/3333194305217639634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com/2008/07/beautiful-song.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304795710008224335/posts/default/3333194305217639634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304795710008224335/posts/default/3333194305217639634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com/2008/07/beautiful-song.html' title='A Beautiful Song'/><author><name>Vikram Jeet Singh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06456805133047774814</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_nufIRuAsokE/SEJv0hPcQFI/AAAAAAAAAJU/VZOZN2Zdmvg/S220/logo.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7304795710008224335.post-3263832195695316555</id><published>2008-07-23T14:20:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2009-01-01T21:53:44.531+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Relationships'/><title type='text'>I would like to be...............</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I'd like to be the sort of friend that&lt;br /&gt;you have been to me;&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to be the help that&lt;br /&gt;you've been always glad to be;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to mean as much to you&lt;br /&gt;each minute of the day&lt;br /&gt;As you have meant, old friend of mine,&lt;br /&gt;to me along the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to do the big things and&lt;br /&gt;the splendid things for you,&lt;br /&gt;To brush the gray from out your skies&lt;br /&gt;and leave them only blue;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to say the kindly things that&lt;br /&gt;I so oft have heard,&lt;br /&gt;And feel that I could rouse your soul&lt;br /&gt;the way that mine you've stirred.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a aiotitle="click to expand" href="javascript:togglecomments('post113')"&gt;Click here to Complete&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="commenthidden" id="post113"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I'd like to give you back the joy&lt;br /&gt;that you have given me,&lt;br /&gt;Yet that were wishing you a need&lt;br /&gt;I hope will never be;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to make you feel as rich as I,&lt;br /&gt;who travel on&lt;br /&gt;Undaunted in the darkest hours with you to&lt;br /&gt;lean upon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm wishing at this time that I&lt;br /&gt;could but repay&lt;br /&gt;A portion of the gladness that&lt;br /&gt;you've strewn along my way;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And could I have one wish this year,&lt;br /&gt;this only would it be:&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to be the sort of friend&lt;br /&gt;that you have been to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7304795710008224335-3263832195695316555?l=vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com/feeds/3263832195695316555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-would-like-to-be.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304795710008224335/posts/default/3263832195695316555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304795710008224335/posts/default/3263832195695316555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-would-like-to-be.html' title='I would like to be...............'/><author><name>Vikram Jeet 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i like u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;How shall i tell, how much i need u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;How shall i tell, how much i am concerned about u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;How shall i tell, that everyone else now seems to be a sister&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;How shall i tell, how i feel when u talk about someone else&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;How shall i tell, how it feels to see u with someone else&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;How shall i tell how much i miss u when u are not nearby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;How shall i tell how much it pains to say u Bye !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;How shall i tell, that i always want to be with u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;How shall i tell, how much i missed u until u entered my life, heart &amp;amp; soul, why were u so late ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;How shall i tell, that my day is incomplete without a look of urs &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;How shall i tell, how much i like listening to u (that too, unnecessarily)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;How shall i tell, that a single look of urs is even more intoxicating than the strongest of all wines&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;How shall i tell, that i &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" class="fullpost"&gt;badly needed someone to talk to,&lt;br /&gt;to listen to,&lt;br /&gt;to trust upon,&lt;br /&gt;to tell me whats right or wrong,&lt;br /&gt;to quarrel with,&lt;br /&gt;to spend my time with,&lt;br /&gt;to share my sorrows,&lt;br /&gt;to multiply my joys,&lt;br /&gt;to make me laugh, :-)&lt;br /&gt;to make me tense,&lt;br /&gt;to make me confident,&lt;br /&gt;to point out my short-comings,&lt;br /&gt;to tell me what actually i am and what could i be,&lt;br /&gt;to be in company when i am left alone, :-(&lt;br /&gt;to make me feel that i am not useless,&lt;br /&gt;to leap upon &amp;amp; hold my hand to walk me through all the troubles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How shall i tell, that now i cant live without u&lt;br /&gt;How shall i tell, that rest of the world is now meaningless to me&lt;br /&gt;How shall i tell, how much i love u&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The world can see the differences in me since i met u&lt;br /&gt;I know that its all because of u &amp;amp; u too are aware&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is also not so, that u dont like me&lt;br /&gt;But i m afraid to ask u,&lt;br /&gt;Not because of fear of rejection but fear of loosing u&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never asked u if u also feel the same,&lt;br /&gt;Actually, I can live with the assumption that u also love me,&lt;br /&gt;But a NO will certainly kill me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have many questions inside me :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kahin tum naraz to nahi ho jaogi ?&lt;br /&gt;Kahin tum mujhe galat na samjho ?&lt;br /&gt;Kahin mai tumhari dosti bhi na kho du ?&lt;br /&gt;Do u also feel the same for me ?&lt;br /&gt;You will find many better options in life, am I the right candidate for u ?&lt;br /&gt;Kahin tum kisi aur se ...........?&lt;br /&gt;Will u be happy with me ?&lt;br /&gt;Can ur dreams be fulfilled by me or not ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that I have cleared my thoughts for her,&lt;br /&gt;I acclaim my love on the World Wide Web.&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully, this will be achieved in front of her as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; Wish me luck !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' 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Murty was shy,bespectacled and an introvert. When he invited us for dinner. I was a bit taken aback as I thought the young man was making a very fast move.&lt;br /&gt;I refused since I was the only girl in the group.The next day I went there at 7 since I had to go to the tailor near the hotel. And what do I see? Mr. Murty waiting in front of the hotel.&lt;br /&gt;Soon, we became friends. Our conversations were filled with Murty’s experiences abroad and the books that he has read. My friends insisted that Murty is trying to impress me because he was interested in me. I kept denying it till one fine day, after dinner Murty said, I want to tell you something. I knew this as it was coming. He said,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; font-weight: bold; text-align: center;"&gt;"I am 5′4″ tall. I come from a lower middle class family. I can never become rich in my life and I can never give you any riches. You are beautiful, bright and intelligent and you can get anyone you want. But will you marry me?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked Murty to give me some time for an answer. My father didn’t want me to marry a wannabe politician who didn’t have a steady job and wanted to build an orphanage. When I went to Hubli I told my parents about Murty and his proposal. My mother was positive since Murty was also from Karnataka, seemed intelligent and comes from a good family. But my father asked: What’s his job, his salary, his qualifications etc? Murty was working as a research assistant and was earning less than me. My parents agreed to meet Murty in Pune on a particular day at 10 am sharp. Murty did not turn up. How can I trust a man to take care of my daughter if he cannot keep an appointment, asked my father.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 12, Murty turned up in a bright red shirt! He had gone on work to Bombay, was stuck in a traffic jam so he hired a taxi (though it was very expensive) to meet his would-be father-in-law. But father was unimpressed. My father asked him what he wanted to become in life. Murty said he wanted to become a politician in the communist party and wanted to open an orphanage. My father gave his verdict. "NO, I don’t want my daughter to marry somebody who wants to become a communist and then open an orphanage when he himself didn’t have money to support his family."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ironically, today, I have opened many orphanages something, which Murty wanted to do 25 years ago. By this time I realized I had developed a liking towards Murty which could only be termed as love. I wanted to marry Murty because he is an honest man. He proposed to me highlighting the negatives in his life. I promised my father that I will not marry Murty without his blessings though at the same time, I cannot marry anybody else. My father said he would agree if Murty promised to take up a steady job. But Murty refused saying he will not do things in life because somebody wanted him to. So, I was caught between the two most important people in my life. The stalemate continued for three years during which our courtship took us to every restaurant and cinema hall in Pune. In those days, Murty was always broke. Moreover, he didn’t earn much to manage.&lt;br /&gt;Ironically today, he manages Infosys Technologies Ltd., one of the world’s most reputed companies. He always owed me money. We used to go for dinner and he would say,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I don’t have money with me, you pay my share, I will return it to you later."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For 3 years, I maintained a book on Murty’s debt to me. No, he never returned the money and I finally tore it up after my wedding. The amount was a little over Rs 4000. During this interim period, Murty quit his job as research assistant and started his own software business. Now, I had to pay his salary too! Towards the late 70s computers were entering India in a big way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the end of 1977, Murty decided to take up a job as General Manager at Patni Computers in Bombay. But before he joined the company he wanted to marry me since he was to go on training to the US after joining. My father gave in as he was happy Murty had a decent job, now. We were married in his house with only our two families present. The expenses came to Rs 800. I went to the US with Murty after marriage. Murty encouraged me to see America on my own because I loved travelling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 1981, Murty wanted to start Infy. He had a vision but zero capital. Initially I was very apprehensive about Murty getting into business. We did not have any business background .. Moreover we were living a comfortable life in Bombay with a regular pay check and I didn’t want to rock the boat. But Murty was passionate about creating good quality software. I decided to support him. Typical of Murty, he just had a dream and no money. So I gave him Rs 10,000 which I had saved for a rainy day, without his knowledge and told him,"This is all I have, take it. I give you three years sabbatical leave. I will take care of the financial needs of our house. You go and chase your dreams without any worry. But you have only three years!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Murty and his 6 colleagues started Infosys in 1981,with enormous interest and hard work. In 1982, I left Telco and moved to Pune with Murty. We bought a small house on loan which also became the Infosys office. I was a clerk-cum-cook-cum-programmer. I also took up a job as Senior Systems Analyst with Walchand group of Industries to support the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 1983, Infosys got their first client, MICO, in Bangalore. Murty moved to Bangalore and stayed with his mother while I went to Hubli to deliver my second child, Rohan. Ten days after my son was born, Murty left for the US on project work. I saw him only after a year, as I was unable to join Murty in the US because my son had infantile eczema, an allergy to vaccinations. So for more than a year I did not step outside our home for fear of my son contracting an infection. It was only after Rohan got all his vaccinations that I came to Bangalore where we rented a small house in Jayanagar and rented another house as Infosys headquarters. My father presented Murty a scooter to commute. I once again became a cook, programmer, clerk, secretary, office assistant et al. Nandan Nilekani (MD of Infosys) and his wife Rohini stayed with us. While Rohini babysat my son, I wrote programs for Infosys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was no car, no phone, and just two kids and a bunch of us working hard, juggling our lives and having fun while Infosys was taking shape. It was not only me but also the wives of other partners too who gave their unstinted support. We all knew that our men were trying to build something good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was like a big joint family,taking care and looking out for one another. Murty made it very clear that it would either be me or him working at Infosys. Never the two of us together… I was involved with Infosys initially.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nandan Nilekani suggested I should be on the Board but Murty said he did not want a husband and wife team at Infosys. I was shocked since I had the relevant experience and technical qualifications. He said, Sudha if you want to work with Infosys, I will withdraw, happily. I was pained to know that I will not be involved in the company my husband was building and that I would have to give up a job that I am qualified to do and love doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It took me a couple of days to grasp the reason behind Murty’s request. I realized that to make Infosys a success one had to give one’s 100 percent. One had to be focussed on it alone with no other distractions. If the two of us had to give 100 percent to Infosys then what would happen to our home and our children? One of us had to take care of our home while the other took care of Infosys.&lt;br /&gt;I opted to be a homemaker, after all Infosys was Murty’s dream. It was a big sacrificebut it was one that had to be made. Even today, Murty says,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sudha, I stepped on your career to make mine, really, you are responsible for my success."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;!! REALLY, THERE IS ALWAYS A WOMAN BEHIND EVERY SUCCESS !!&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, even a minute `galat-fehmi` may bring a lot of unexpected changes in yourself&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div mce_style="text-align: center;" style="color: red; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div mce_style="text-align: center;" style="color: red; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;***Samundar agar shaant ho to ye mat samajhna ki usme rawani nahi hai,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div mce_style="text-align: center;" style="color: red; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Tufaan ke saath lehren to oonchi uthti hain magar,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; 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           Sorry if I keep on hurting you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 0);font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Sorry if you don't like the things that I say or do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 0);font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Sorry if with you I always put up a fight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 0);font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Sorry I just can't do anything right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 0);font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Sorry if I'm way far from being an angel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 0);font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Sorry if you think my excuses are lies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 0);font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Sorry if it's so difficult quiting my vice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 0);font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Sorry if I'm not too understanding&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 0);font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Sorry for all the headaches and pain I bring&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 0);font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Sorry if often it's hard for me to swallow my attitude towards life &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 0);font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Sorry if I'm so complicated&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 0);font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Sorry I keep making you feel frustrated&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 0);font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Sorry I can't bring back the tears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 0);font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Sorry if I keep you away from your peers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 0);font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Sorry if I always complain about your bad habits&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 0);font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Sorry if i seem like a joke to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 0);font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Sorry if I don't appreciate all those sweet things that you do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 0);font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Sorry if I keep on repeating the same mistakes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 0);font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Sorry I say stupid things and can't find the courage to tell about whats inside my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 0);font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Sorry if I screw up trying to be perfect for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 0);font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Sorry I could never be the guy who's right for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 0);font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Sorry if I'm such an awful friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 0);font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Sorry if...I can't even be your best friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 0);font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;! SORRY for not being with you even when you invited !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7304795710008224335-6306158603115661665?l=vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com/feeds/6306158603115661665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-am-sorry.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304795710008224335/posts/default/6306158603115661665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304795710008224335/posts/default/6306158603115661665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-am-sorry.html' title='I am Sorry'/><author><name>Vikram Jeet Singh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06456805133047774814</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_nufIRuAsokE/SEJv0hPcQFI/AAAAAAAAAJU/VZOZN2Zdmvg/S220/logo.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7304795710008224335.post-8138445515087734246</id><published>2008-05-17T17:19:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2009-03-22T23:51:06.027+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Relationships'/><title type='text'>Jab We Met</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like I've known you forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Although I only met you sometime this past year&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But our friendship will remain forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;No matter what shall cross our paths and hearts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The best thing that's happened to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Is finding a forever friend like you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You're there to listen, help, and talk to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And best of all, I know I can confide in you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Some say the best love is one sprung from friendship&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So I feel this is why we should try&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Time leads us in this direction&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Should we follow on down the line?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Friendship and love are always intertwined&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Too close which sometimes causes confusion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But if we don't try, we will never know if it was meant to be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But forever you will remain my friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I don't know if this is going to work&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'm not totally sure we should try&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But I have all these mixed feelings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Bottled up inside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I love you both inside and out as my best friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And I know that you love me that way too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So when I say "best friends forever"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;That even means when I'm saying "Don't worry, I love you, too".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt; !!!!       I   REALLY   DO         !!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7304795710008224335-8138445515087734246?l=vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com/feeds/8138445515087734246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com/2008/05/when-we-met.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304795710008224335/posts/default/8138445515087734246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304795710008224335/posts/default/8138445515087734246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com/2008/05/when-we-met.html' title='Jab We Met'/><author><name>Vikram Jeet Singh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06456805133047774814</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_nufIRuAsokE/SEJv0hPcQFI/AAAAAAAAAJU/VZOZN2Zdmvg/S220/logo.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7304795710008224335.post-8541592794790517697</id><published>2008-04-23T22:24:00.008+05:30</published><updated>2008-06-29T22:43:51.247+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Your Date of Birth</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The number 1 energy suggests an increased measure of executive ability and leadership qualities than your path may have indicated. No 1 of any month gives you greater will power and self-confidence, and very often a rather original approach. This 1 energy may diminish your ability and desire to handle details with a broad brush. You may be sensitive, but your feelings stay rather repressed and subdued due to external bindings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bismarch , Alexander the Great, Annie Besant , Captain Cook and&lt;br /&gt;Ferdinand De Lesseps were born under the number 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your birth on the 2nd day of the month adds a degree of emotion, sensitivity, and intuition to your reading. You have a warmhearted nature and emotional understanding that constantly seeks affection.The 2 is a very social number allowing you to make friends easily and quickly. You are more prone than most to become depressed and moody, as emotions can turn inward and cause anxiety and mental turmoil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Napolean 111,Edison, Thomas Hardy were born under the number 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being born on the 3rd day of the month is likely to add a good bit of vitality to your life. The energy of 3 allows you to bounce back rapidly from all kinds of setbacks, be it physical or mental. There is a restlessness in your nature, but you seem to be able to portray an easygoing, sometimes "couldn't care less" attitude. You have a natural ability to express yourself in public, and you always make a very good impression. Good with words, you excel in writing, speaking, and possibly singing. You are energetic and always a good conversationalist. You are affectionate and loving, but sometimes too sensitive. You are subject to rapid ups and downs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abraham Lincoln, Winston Churchill, Rudyard Kipling, Mark Twain,&lt;br /&gt;Joseph Stalin were born under the number 3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being born on the 4th day of the month should help make you a better manager and organizer. You may be more responsible and self-disciplined .Sincere and honest, you are a serious and hard working individual. Limitations may be imposed by this 4 energy, especially if this number is active elsewhere in your reading. Your feelings are likely to seem somewhat repressed at times. The number 4 has something of an inhibiting effect on your ability to show and express affections, as feeling are very closely regulated and controlled. There is a good deal of rigidity and stubbornness associated with the number 4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;George Washington, Lord Byron, Faraday were born under the number 4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With a birthday on the 5th of the month you are inclined to work well with people and enjoy them. You are talented and versatile, very good at presenting ideas. You may have a tendency to get itchy feet at times and need change and travel. You tend to be very progressive, imaginative and adaptable. Your mind is quick, clever and analytical. A restlessness in your nature may make you a bit impatient and easily bored with routine. You may have a tendency to shirk responsibility.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shakespeare, Karl Marx, Neil Armstrong, Eisenhower and Albert&lt;br /&gt;Einstein were born under the number 5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A birthday on the 6th of the month adds a tone of responsibility, helpfulness, and understanding to your natural inclinations. Those born on the sixth are more apt to be open and honest with everyone, and more caring about family and friends, too. This is a number associated with responsibility and caring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Queen Victoria, Napolean1, Joan of Arc, Warren Hastings and Max&lt;br /&gt;Muller were born under the number 6.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Born on the 7th day of month gives you a tendency to be something of a perfectionist and makes you more individualistic in many ways. Your mind is good at deep mental analysis and complicated reasoning. You are very psychic and sensitive, and you should usually follow your hunches. You may not take orders too well, so you may want to work alone or in a situation where you can be the boss. This birthday gives a tendency to be somewhat self-centered and a little stubborn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Queen Elizabeth 1, Charles Dickens, Oscar Wilde, Sir Isaac Newton,&lt;br /&gt;William Wordsworth and Billy Graham were born under the number 7.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Born on the 8th day of the month, you have a special gift for business, as you can conceive and plan on a grand scale. You have good executive skills and you're a good judge of values. You should try to own your own business, because you have such a strong desire to be in control. You are generally reliable when it comes to handling money. Idealistic by nature, you are never too busy to spend some time on worthwhile causes, especially if managerial support are needed. There is much potential for material success associated with this number.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;George Bernadshaw, Sir Humphry Davy, Christian Bernard, Elizabeth&lt;br /&gt;Taylor were born under the number 8.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;9&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your birth on the 9th day of the month adds a tone of idealism and humanitarianism to your nature. You become one who can work easily with people because you are broadminded, tolerant and generous. You are ever sensitive to others' needs and feelings, and even if the other numbers in your core makeup don't show it, you are very sympathetic and compassionate. Your feeling run deep and you often find yourself in dramatically charged situations. This 9 energy always tends to give more that it gets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Theodore Roosevelt, Greta Garbo, Richard Nixon, George Stephenson&lt;br /&gt;were born under the number 9.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your birth on the 10th day of the month adds a tone of independence and extra energy to your Life Path. The number 1 energy suggest more executive ability and leadership qualities than you path may have indicated. A birthday on the 10th of any month gives greater will power and self-confidence, and very often a rather original approach. This 1 energy may diminish your ability and desire to handle details, preferring instead to paint with a broad brush. You are sensitive, but your feeling stay somewhat repressed. You have a compelling manner that can be dominating in many situations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;. Did you know that Bismarch ,Alexander the Great, Annie Besant , Captain Cook and Ferdinand De Lesseps were born under the number 1?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;11&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your birth on the 11th day of the month makes you something of a dreamer and an idealist. You work well with people because you know how to use persuasion rather than force. There is a strong spiritual side to your nature, and you may have intuitive qualities inherent in you. You are very aware and sensitive, though often temperamental. Although you have a good mind and you are very analytical, you may not be comfortable in the business world. You are definitely creative and this influence tends to make you more of a dreamer than a doer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Napolean 111,Edison, Thomas Hardy were born under the number 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;12&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being born on the 12th day of the month is likely to add a good bit of vitality to your life. The energy of 3 allows you to bounce back rapidly from setbacks, physical or mental. There is a restlessness in your nature, but you seem to be able to portray an easygoing attitude. You have a natural ability to express yourself in public, and you always make a very good impression. Good with words, you excel in writing, speaking, and possibly singing. You are energetic and always a good conversationalist. You have a keen imagination, but you tend to scatter your energies and become involved with too may superficial matters. Your mind is practical and rational despite this tendency to jump about. You are affectionate and loving, but very sensitive. You are subject to rapid ups and downs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abraham Lincoln, Winston Churchill, Rudyard Kipling, Mark Twain, Joseph Stalin were born under the number 3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;13&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being born on the 13th day of the month should help make you a better manager and organizer, but it may also give you a tendency to dominate people a bit. You may be more responsible and self-disciplined. Sincere and honest, you are a serious, hard working individual. Limitations may be imposed by this 4 energy, especially if there is additional indications the number elsewhere in your number. Your feelings are likely to seem somewhat repressed at times. Your intolerance and insistence on complete accuracy can be irritating to some.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;George Washington, Lord Byron, Faraday were born under the number 4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;14&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With a birthday on the 14th of the month you are inclined to work well with people and enjoy them. You are talented and versatile, very good at presenting ideas, and you are also very good at organization and systematizing. You may have a tendency to get itchy feet at times and need change and travel. You tend to be very progressive, imaginative and adaptable. Your mind is quick, clever and analytical. A restlessness in your nature may make you a bit impatient and easily bored with routine, and rebel against it. You have a tendency to shirk responsibility.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shakespeare, Karl Marx, Neil Armstrong, Eisenhower and Albert Einstein were born under the number 5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;15&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With a birthday on the 15th of any month, you are apt to have really strong attachments to home, family and domestic scene. The 1 and 5 equaling 6, provide the sort of energy that makes you an excellent parent or teacher. You are very responsible and capable. You like harmony in your environment and strive to maintain it. You tend to learn by observation rather than study and research. This number shows artistic leanings. You're a very generous and giving person, but perhaps a bit stubborn in ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Queen Victoria, Napolean 1, Joan of Arc, Warren Hastings and Max Muller were born under the number 6.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;16&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your birth on the 16th day of the month gives a sense of loneliness and generally the desire to work alone. You are relatively inflexible, and insist on your being independent. You need a good deal of time to rest and to meditate. You are introspective and a little stubborn. Because of this, it may not be easy for you to maintain permanent relationships, but you probably will as you are very much into home and family. This birth day inclines to interests in the technical, the scientific, and to the religious explorations. You may be emotional, but have a hard time expressing these emotions. Because of this, there may be some difficulty in giving or receiving affection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Queen Elizabeth 1, Charles Dickens, Oscar Wilde, Sir Isaac Newton, William Wordsworth and Billy Graham were born under the number 7.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;17&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your birth on the 17th day of the month suggests that you are very fortune financially, because this date is very good for business interest and a solid business sense. Although you are probably very honest and ethical, this birthday enables you to be shrewd and successful in the world of business and commercial enterprise. You have excellent organizational, managerial, and administrative capabilities enabling you to handle large projects and significant amounts of money with relative ease. You are ambitious and highly goal-oriented, although you may be better at starting projects than you are at finishing them. A sensitivity in your nature, often repressed below the surface of awareness, makes it hard to give or receive affection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;George Bernadshaw, Sir Humphry Davy, Christian Bernard, Elizabeth Taylor were born under the number 8.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;18&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your birthday on the 18th day of the month suggests than you are one who can work well with a group, but still remain someone who needs to maintain individual identity. There is a humanistic or philanthropic approach to business circumstances in which you find yourself. You may have good executive abilities, as you are very much the organizer and administrator. You are broad-minded, tolerant and generous, a compassionate person that can inspire others with imaginative ideas. Some of your feelings may be expressed, but even more of them are apt to be repressed. There is a lot of drama in your personality and in the way you express yourself to others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Theodore Roosevelt, Greta Garbo, Richard Nixon, George Stephenson were born under the number 9.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;19&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A birthday on the 19th of any month gives greater will power and self-confidence, and very often a rather original approach; but with this, a somewhat self-centered approach to life that may be in conflict with some of the other influences in your life. This 1 energy may diminish your ability and desire to handle details, preferring instead to paint with a broad brush. You are sensitive, but your feeling stay somewhat repressed. You have a compelling manner that can be dominating in many situations. You do not tend to follow convention or take advice very well. Consequently, you tend to learn through experience; sometimes hard experiences. The 19/1 is a loner number and you may experience feelings of being alone even if you are married. You may take on a tendency to be nervous and anger more easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you know that Bismarch ,Alexander the Great, Annie Besant , Captain Cook and Ferdinand De Lesseps were born under the number 1?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;20&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your birth on the 20th day of the month adds a degree of emotion, sensitivity, and intuition to your readings. The 2 energy provided here is very social, allowing you to make friends easily and quickly. Yet you are apt to have a rather nervous air in the company of a large group. You have a warmhearted nature and emotional understanding that constantly seeks affection. You are very prone to become depressed and moody, as emotions can turn inward and cause anxiety and mental turmoil. It can be hard for you to bounce back to reality when depression sets in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Napolean 111,Edison, Thomas Hardy were born under the number 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;21&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being born on the 21st day of the month is likely to add a good bit of vitality to your life. The energy of 3 allows you to bounce back rapidly from setbacks, physical or mental. There is a restlessness in your nature, but you seem to be able to portray an easygoing attitude. You have a natural ability to express yourself in public, and you always make a very good impression. Good with words, you excel in writing, speaking, and possibly singing. You are energetic and always a good conversationalist. You have a keen imagination, but you tend to scatter your energies and become involved with too may superficial matters. Your mind is practical and rational despite this tendency to jump about. You are affectionate and loving, but very sensitive. You are subject to rapid ups and downs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abraham Lincoln, Winston Churchill, Rudyard Kipling, Mark Twain,&lt;br /&gt;Joseph Stalin were born under the number 3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;22&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being born on the 22nd of the month, you are capable of handling large scale undertakings, assuming great responsibility, and working long and hard towards their completion. Often, especially in the early part of life, there is rigidity or stubbornness, and a tendency to repress feelings. Idealistic, you work for the greater good with a good deal of inner strength and charisma. An extremely capable organizer, but likely to paint with broad strokes rather than detail. You are very aware and intuitive. You are subject to a good deal of nervous tension.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;George Washington, Lord Byron, Faraday were born under the number 4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;23&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With a birthday on the 23rd of the month you are inclined to work well with people and enjoy them. You are talented and versatile, very good at presenting ideas. You may have a tendency to get itchy feet at times and need change and travel. You tend to be very progressive, imaginative and adaptable. Your mind is quick, clever and analytical. A restlessness in your nature may make you a bit impatient and easily bored with routine. You may have a tendency to shirk responsibility. Very sociable, you make friends easily and you are an excellent traveling companion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shakespeare, Karl Marx, Neil Armstrong, Eisenhower and Albert&lt;br /&gt;Einstein were born under the number 5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;24&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Born on the 24th, you have a greater capacity for responsibility and helping others than may have shown in your life path. You may also become the mediator and peacemaker in inharmonious situations. Devoted to family and friends, you tend to manage and protect. This birth date adds to the emotional nature and perhaps to the sensitivities. Affections are important to you -both the giving and the receiving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Queen Victoria, Napolean1, Joan of Arc, Warren Hastings and Max&lt;br /&gt;Muller were born under the number 6.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;25&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your birth on the 25th day of the month modifies your life path by giving you some special interest in technical, scientific, or other complex and often hard to understand subjects. You may become something of a perfectionist and a stickler for details. Your thinking is logical and intuitive, rational and responsible. Your feelings may run deep, but you are not very likely to let them show. This birthday makes you a more private person, more introspective and perhaps more inflexible. In friendships you are very cautious and reserved. You are probably inventive, and given to unique approaches and solutions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Queen Elizabeth 1, Charles Dickens, Oscar Wilde, Sir Isaac Newton,&lt;br /&gt;William Wordsworth and Billy Graham were born under the number 7.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;26&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your birth on the 26th day of the month modifies your life path by increasing your capability to function and succeed in the business world. In this environment you have the skills to work very well with others thanks to the 2 and 6 energies combining in this date. There is a marked increase in organizational, managerial, and administrative abilities. You are efficient and handle money very well. Ambitious and energetic, while generally remaining cooperative and adaptable.You have a wonderful combination of being good at both the broad strokes and the fine detail. This birthday is practical and realistic, often seeking material satisfaction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;George Bernadshaw, Sir Humphry Davy, Christian Bernard, Elizabeth&lt;br /&gt;Taylor were born under the number 8.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;27&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your birth on the 27th day of the month adds a tone of selflessness and humanitarianism to your life path. Certainly, you are one who can work very well with people, but at the same time you need a good bit of time to be by your self to rest and meditate. Regardless of your life path number, there is a very humanistic and philanthropic approach in most of things that you do. This birthday helps you be broadminded, tolerant, generous and very cooperative. You are the type of person who uses persuasion rather than force to achieve your ends. You tend to be very sensitive to others' needs and feelings, and you able to give much in the way of friendship without expecting a lot in return.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Theodore Roosevelt, Greta Garbo, Richard Nixon, George Stephenson&lt;br /&gt;were born under the number 9.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;28&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your birth on the 28th day of the month adds a tone of independence and extra energy to your Life Path. The number 1 energy suggest more executive ability and leadership qualities than you path may have indicated. A birthday on the 28th of any month gives greater will power and self-confidence, and very often a rather original approach. Unlike much of the other 1 energy, this birthday is one that endow with the ability to start a job and continue on until it is finished. You may prefer to use the broad brush, but you can handle details as well. You are sensitive, but your feeling stay somewhat repressed. You have a compelling manner that can be dominating in many situations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you know that Bismarch ,Alexander the Great, Annie Besant , Captain Cook and Ferdinand De Lesseps were born under the number 1?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;29&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your birthday on the 29th adds a tone of idealism to your nature. You are imaginative and creative, but rather uncomfortable in the business world. You are very aware and sensitive, with outstanding intuitive skills and analytical abilities. The 29 reduces to 11, one of the master numbers which often produces much nervous tension. This is the birthday of the dreamer rather than the doer. You do, however, work very well with people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Napolean 111,Edison, Thomas Hardy were born under the number 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;30&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your birthday on the 30th day of the month shows individual self-expression is necessary for your happiness. You tend to have a good way of expressing yourself with words, certainly in a manner that is clear and understandable. You have a good chance of success in fields requiring skill with words. You can be very dramatic in your presentation and you may be a good actor or a natural mimic. You have a vivid imagination that can assist you in becoming a good writer or story-teller. Strong in your opinions, you always tend to think you are on the right side of an issue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abraham Lincoln, Winston Churchill, Rudyard Kipling, Mark Twain,&lt;br /&gt;Joseph Stalin were born under the number 3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;31&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your birthday on the 31st of the month suggests that you are a good organizer and manager, an energetic and dependable worker; attributes often showing success in the business world. Serious and sincere, you have the patience and determination necessary to accomplish a great deal. Your approach can be original, but often rigid and stubborn. Sensitivity may be present, but feeling are likely to be repressed. You are good with detail and insist on accuracy, but at times scatter energies. Practical thinker, but not without imagination. You love travel and don't like to live alone. You should probably marry early, for responsibility is necessary for your stability.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;George Washington, Lord Byron, Faraday were born under the number 4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7304795710008224335-8541592794790517697?l=vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com/feeds/8541592794790517697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com/2008/04/your-date-of-birth.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304795710008224335/posts/default/8541592794790517697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304795710008224335/posts/default/8541592794790517697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com/2008/04/your-date-of-birth.html' title='Your Date of Birth'/><author><name>Vikram Jeet Singh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06456805133047774814</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_nufIRuAsokE/SEJv0hPcQFI/AAAAAAAAAJU/VZOZN2Zdmvg/S220/logo.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7304795710008224335.post-3781883765452340090</id><published>2008-04-23T22:07:00.007+05:30</published><updated>2008-06-29T21:57:49.947+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Significance of Colours in your Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;RED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;You are impulsive, excitable and energetic. You are ambitious and like things to happen quickly when you want them to do so. You like to be the best in everything you do. You may be a bit insensitive to the feelings of the other people, since you like to be the center of attraction.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Learn to be a good listener. Red means vital force, with your nervous activity urging you to achieve results and be successful. If you make a habit of wearing red it may indicate you place importance on sexual desire and eroticism. This energy can be best used in the form of creative endeavor, leadership development and expansion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;You are courageous and extroverted, but tend to become irritable and bad tempered if you do not get your own way. Learn to be patient. Maroon and brick reds show you are fun loving, but be careful not to become resentful and feel victimized by the others.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;PINK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;You have an affectionate, loving nature, which makes you sympathetic and understanding. You may lack willpower and show weakness when you cannot control affairs of the heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;You need a great deal of support from others and can be childlike in behavior. You must learn to accept and love yourself. If you become more self-reliant you will attract and give out the feelings of warmth and love you desire.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;ORANGE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;You are competent, self-oriented and impatient. You are also independent, an organizer and self-motivated. Orange is the colour of practicality and creativity. Your energy levels are high, and you are sometimes restless. You have a forceful will and tend to be active and competitive. You are also excitable and can seek domination over the others.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Bright orange and burnt orange can make you feel frustrated and blocked. Try wearing peach, which will direct your energy to the others in a more caring way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;YELLOW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;You have an interesting and stimulating personality. You like to be active and involved in whatever is going on. Lively and vital, you can cope well with life’s challenges.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Bright yellow represents spontaneity and communication. You are active, inspiring and like to investigate. There is a desire and hope of greater happiness, which implies some minor conflict in which release is needed. Yellow presses forward to the new, modern, the developing and uniformed, and drawn in ideas from the "higher mind".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;GREEN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;You are a cautious person and not inclined to trust others easily. You are an observer in life, but do not wished to get involved more than you have to. A quiet life suits you best. You are benevolent, humanistic and service-orientated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;If you wear blue-green you need a peaceful environment, wishing release from stress, and freedom from conflicts or disagreement. You take pains to control the situation and its problems by proceeding cautiously. You have sensitivity of feeling and a fine eye for detail. Try wearing pale yellow with your green to help you share yourself and develop an optimistic attitude.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;LIGHT BLUE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;You are creative, perceptive and sensitive. You have a good imagination and practical approach to life. Your approach can be analytical and you are best advised to use your knowledge for problem solving. You like to do things in your own time and not be rushed. You need a secure and peaceful environment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;DARK BLUE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;You are intelligent, self-reliant and have a great depth of feeling. You feel responsibility for others and enjoy decision-making. You need tranquility all around you and must be surrounded by tenderness, love and affection. Noisy people disturb you. You may suffer from mental stress owing to the lack of play and relaxation. Try wearing some blue-greens or greens to help your self-expression and improve your health.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;VIOLET&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Yours is a sensitive, compassionate nature so you can be easily imposed upon and should be careful to pick friends who are as sensitive as you are. To be happy, work where you feel needed. Try wearing lilac or magenta, a colour with more red in it. This will boost your self-confidence and provide your vulnerability with protection.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;PURPLE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;You are very intuitive and have deep feelings and high aspirations. You are interested in the best of everything, including your friends. Lesser mortals do not interest you or enter into your scheme of things except where necessary.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Watch that you do not become arrogant – try to make more time for listening. Orchid, grape or violet can make you feel imposed upon by others’ belief systems, rules and regulations. Be sensitive to your personal and spiritual needs. Try yoga or meditation to release mind blocks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHITE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;White contains all the other colours in the spectrum, showing that you have a positive, well-balanced and optimistic personality. You are highly individualistic and a loner. You seek a simplified lifestyle free from outside pressures.&lt;br /&gt;You have chosen a simple and pure colour, but one that reaches out for recognition. You are probably going through a transitional period with new ideas not yet taken form. Be open-minded and communicate, for with white all things are possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;GRAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;You are very much an individual. Many people may get the impression you are self-sufficient as you have excellent self-control and prefer to remain uninvolved. Those who wear gray have a tendency to isolate themselves, which can lead to loneliness. You may be passive because you feel stressed and overburdened.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;You may need rest, relaxation and freedom from daily stress. Maybe you need a good break – take in the blue of the ocean or green of the countryside. People who wear gray are often those who make judgements and may be good critics. Those who lack judgement and struggle to form opinions should wear gray.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;BROWN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;Brown clothing suggests an honest, down-to-earth person who likes a structured supported lifestyle. A lover of the best things life has to offer, you are a sensuous type, appreciating good food, drink and company. Brown is the colour of Mother Earth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;It is a protective colour, but you may be bottling up emotion or a secret that makes you retreat into your shell and fear the outside world; thus you feel protected by wearing brown or muddy colour. There is a desire to be emotionally secure and accepted by the outside world. You need to understand your self-worth and ward off narrow-mindedness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BLACK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are strong-willed, opinionated and disciplined. You may be too inflexible and too independent. Watch out that these are not defense tactics. You may really lack confidence in yourself and your own ability to handle life efficiently. It may be you have a little way to go to maturity and are using black to cloak yourself while you discover your true identity.&lt;br /&gt;Black represents renunciation – the ultimate surrender or relinquishment – and those who choose to wear black constantly want to renounce everything out of a stubborn protest. Wearing black on certain occasions shows you have control in yourself in order to communicate an authoritative image.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7304795710008224335-3781883765452340090?l=vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com/feeds/3781883765452340090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com/2008/04/significance-of-colours-in-your-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304795710008224335/posts/default/3781883765452340090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304795710008224335/posts/default/3781883765452340090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com/2008/04/significance-of-colours-in-your-life.html' title='Significance of Colours in your Life'/><author><name>Vikram Jeet Singh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06456805133047774814</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_nufIRuAsokE/SEJv0hPcQFI/AAAAAAAAAJU/VZOZN2Zdmvg/S220/logo.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7304795710008224335.post-1216236675721383988</id><published>2008-04-07T18:10:00.020+05:30</published><updated>2008-09-24T09:58:28.954+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Characteristics of my sun-sign</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;First of all, let me talk about my sun sign which is Pisces. If you are feeling impatient about yours, please &lt;a href="http://www.vegaattractions.com/astrology/compatibility/suncompatibility.html"&gt;follow this link&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pisces are the most impressionable of the twelve zodiac signs.&lt;br /&gt;Pisces adapt well to their circumstances, both good and bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pisces are socially popular because of their easygoing and likable manner.&lt;br /&gt;When Pisces find the right situations, they are capable of some incredible deeds.&lt;br /&gt;Pisces excel in situations where they can leverage their imaginative and intuitive nature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pisces make profound artists of all types because they possess great, vivid imaginations.&lt;br /&gt;Pisces are often scatterbrains:Pisces can be so emotional, needy and intense that they can end up being a real drag to people around them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pisces are easily lied to because they so want to believe. No matter how often they are led astray by empty promises, they keep the faith and push on toward their personal ideal. Their dreamy and impractical natures can be a source of distress to those close to them. Being both optimistic and cynical, Pisces find it difficult to make up their minds on any issue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Pisces feel rejected or get the blues, they REALLY get the blues. Pisces are easily lured to drugs or alcohol for escape or distraction. Pisces should avoid this for obvious reasons, but particularly because of their highly addictive, compulsive nature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pisces can suffer from a general lack of decisiveness and are easily distracted from their objectives. Pisces have a propensity towards depression and restlessness when not feeling fulfilled.&lt;br /&gt;Pisces will go out of their way to help a friend.&lt;br /&gt;They are extremely &lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;sensitive and loyal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They will take a friend's problem and make it their own and suffer with them:This is the weak spot of Pisces but any friend of this zodiac sign should know that although they are attracted to people with severe problems who desperately need help, this actually does more harm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They might even lose their own identity in your situation.&lt;br /&gt;They need a strong positive friend to make them strong.&lt;br /&gt;Pisces like adventure, new situation and social events.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Pisces friend will always have something exciting in mind and it is a very fulfilling, long lasting friendship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pisces men are the ultimate romantic, the sensitive men who feel with a woman: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pisces male is the ideal zodiac sign for the woman who complains that men are not sensitive enough, this man is!! This man lives in the world of dreams and needs a woman to keep him grounded.&lt;/span&gt; He always becomes emotionally attached. He needs a woman who can dominate him, but very subtly. She has to be able to help him steer clear of bad habits and bad thoughts. Pisces men need sensitivity, generosity and compassion, nurture him and he will nurture you back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Compatibility of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;the Pisces with&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;other Sun Signs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Pisces &amp;amp; Pisces (Feb 20-Mar 20)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Relationship Rating: 5&lt;br /&gt;Passion: 7&lt;br /&gt;Communication: 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is something often mystical about two Pisces together.&lt;br /&gt;Pisces have an incredible capability to love in a universal sense.&lt;br /&gt;When things work out between two Pisces they are almost&lt;br /&gt;inseparable and fulfill each other in ways no other sun sign&lt;br /&gt;combination can. Pisces are very intuitive about others but can&lt;br /&gt;get lost in both their own and others emotions. They also have a&lt;br /&gt;tendency to be unrealistic, avoid responsibility and be self&lt;br /&gt;deceptive. Two Pisces together can result in a very unhealthy&lt;br /&gt;relationship. In this combination it is very important that they&lt;br /&gt;have compatible moons in more stable signs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pisces &amp;amp; Aires (Mar 21-Apr 20)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Relationship Rating: 3&lt;br /&gt;Passion: 4&lt;br /&gt;Communication: 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A love match between Aries and Pisces is hard as they don’t&lt;br /&gt;have a lot in common. Aries is cardinal fire and Pisces is mutable&lt;br /&gt;water. Fire and water tend not to mix well and these two signs&lt;br /&gt;are likely to misunderstand each others personalities and not be&lt;br /&gt;able to fulfill each others needs. Pisces tend to be romantics&lt;br /&gt;and inclined to trust their emotions. Aries, on the other hand,&lt;br /&gt;have little patience for emotions. However, Aries will often&lt;br /&gt;unconsciously use their emotions, especially those of anger and&lt;br /&gt;outrage, to fuel their actions. The Pisces can learn to help the&lt;br /&gt;Aries become more sensitive and in tuned with their emotions,&lt;br /&gt;lending Aries purposeful action. If the two signs can recognize&lt;br /&gt;their differences and treat each other with respect, they can&lt;br /&gt;make quite a team.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pisces &amp;amp; Taurus (Apr 21-May 21)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Relationship Rating: 7&lt;br /&gt;Passion: 7&lt;br /&gt;Communication: 6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A love match between a Taurus and a Pisces can be very&lt;br /&gt;rewarding for both signs. Taurus is fixed earth and Pisces is&lt;br /&gt;mutable water. Water and earth tend to mix well together.&lt;br /&gt;Although some Taurus come off as gruff and unfeeling, the Pisces&lt;br /&gt;will really bring out the tender side of the Taurus. The two can be&lt;br /&gt;one of the gentlest, affectionate couple around. Problems can&lt;br /&gt;arise if the Taurus does not have a compatible moon sign with the&lt;br /&gt;Pisces. Sometimes the Taurus is just too practical and down to&lt;br /&gt;earth for the dreamy and unrealistic Pisces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Pisces &amp;amp; Gemini (May 22-Jun 21)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Relationship Rating: 2&lt;br /&gt;Passion: 2&lt;br /&gt;Communication: 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Gemini and Pisces love match is unlikely. Gemini is mutable air&lt;br /&gt;and Pisces is mutable water. In astrology they form a natural&lt;br /&gt;square to each other by sign. Squares signify challenges and&lt;br /&gt;conflicts. In this combination the interest in each other is usually&lt;br /&gt;too luke warm to gather the energy and desire to try and over&lt;br /&gt;come any difficulties between them. The two can often have an&lt;br /&gt;instant bond and liking to each other that often fades into active&lt;br /&gt;dislike for each other. This sign combination especially seems to&lt;br /&gt;be capable of hurting each others feelings which leads to feelings&lt;br /&gt;of distrust and suspicion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pisces &amp;amp; Cancer (Jun 22-Jul 23)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Relationship Rating: 9&lt;br /&gt;Passion: 8&lt;br /&gt;Communication: 8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Cancer and a Pisces together tends to make a great love match.&lt;br /&gt;Cancer is cardinal water and Pisces is mutable water. In&lt;br /&gt;astrology these two signs form a natural trine, the most beneficial&lt;br /&gt;aspect in astrology. These two can have a great, enduring love.&lt;br /&gt;Between them there is an intuitive understanding and recognition.&lt;br /&gt;The emotions and feelings of love and passion between them can&lt;br /&gt;reach great heights. Usually the only pitfall in this relationship can&lt;br /&gt;be depending on each other too much and losing their separate&lt;br /&gt;identities. There is also a possibility of losing themselves too&lt;br /&gt;much in each other as to loose touch with reality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pisces &amp;amp; Leo (Jul 24-Aug 23)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Relationship Rating: 2&lt;br /&gt;Passion: 2&lt;br /&gt;Communication: 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These two signs often have trouble interacting together due to lack&lt;br /&gt;of common interests and understanding. Leo is fixed fire and&lt;br /&gt;Pisces is mutable water. Leos are often exuberant while the Pisces&lt;br /&gt;tends towards moodiness. Both characteristics will irritate one&lt;br /&gt;another. When these two do click the Pisces can find a passion in&lt;br /&gt;the Leo to help them steady themselves and also give them an&lt;br /&gt;emotional outlet. Few signs can love and demonstrate that love as&lt;br /&gt;a Pisces can and the Leo will be able to greatly appreciate this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pisces &amp;amp; Virgo (Aug 24-Sep 23)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Relationship rating: 5&lt;br /&gt;Passion: 7&lt;br /&gt;Communication: 6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This can be a great pairing. Virgo is earth and Pisces water, but both&lt;br /&gt;are mutable. In the zodiac wheel these two signs are opposite.&lt;br /&gt;Oppositions tend to bring a lot of attraction and these two can feel a&lt;br /&gt;mystical connection to each other. When things work out between&lt;br /&gt;these two signs they will both feel as if they have found their soul&lt;br /&gt;mates. The major problem in this combination is Pisces is ultra&lt;br /&gt;sensitive and moody and the Virgo is critical. There is also a tendency&lt;br /&gt;to drag each other down because both tend to be pessimistic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Pisces &amp;amp; Libra (Sep 24-Oct 23)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Relationship rating: 2&lt;br /&gt;Passion: 1&lt;br /&gt;Communication: 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A love match between a Libra and Pisces is unlikely. Libra is&lt;br /&gt;cardinal air and Pisces is mutable water. The two are likely to have&lt;br /&gt;little in common. Pisces are very emotional and introverted. Libra’s&lt;br /&gt;are easy going and really enjoy being around other people. The&lt;br /&gt;Pisces will have a tendency to demand more emotional energy than&lt;br /&gt;the Libra has to give. Both signs are searching for a soul mate but&lt;br /&gt;will rarely find it in each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Pisces &amp;amp; Scorpio (Oct 24-Nov 22)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Relationship Rating: 8&lt;br /&gt;Passion: 9&lt;br /&gt;Communication: 7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Scorpio and Pisces together is usually a great love&lt;br /&gt;match. Both signs are water but Scorpio is fixed and&lt;br /&gt;Pisces is mutable. Scorpio and Pisces both have powerful&lt;br /&gt;emotions and they will recognize this within one another&lt;br /&gt;and respond in kind. The Scorpio tends to help stabilize&lt;br /&gt;the Pisces vulnerability as they realize few signs are as&lt;br /&gt;devoted and protective as a Scorpio can be. In turn the&lt;br /&gt;Pisces gentleness can act as a balm towards the Scorpios&lt;br /&gt;stinging sarcasm and mis trustfulness. This sun sign&lt;br /&gt;combination can strengthen and enrich each other as few&lt;br /&gt;other combinations can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Pisces &amp;amp; Sagittarius (Nov 23-Dec 21)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Relationship Rating: 1&lt;br /&gt;Passion: 1&lt;br /&gt;Communication: 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A love match between a Sagittarius and a Pisces is unlikely. Both&lt;br /&gt;signs are mutable but Sagittarius is fire and Pisces is water. Fire&lt;br /&gt;and water rarely mix well together. In the zodiac wheel these two&lt;br /&gt;signs form a natural square, signaling conflicts and challenges.&lt;br /&gt;The emotionality of a Pisces is likely to confuse and aggravate a&lt;br /&gt;Sagittarius. One things these two signs have in common is both&lt;br /&gt;rarely have their feet on the ground. Both Pisces and Sagittarius&lt;br /&gt;are philosophically oriented and they can probably have some&lt;br /&gt;really amazing conversations together. This combination is more&lt;br /&gt;likely to result in friendship than a romantic relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pisces &amp;amp; Capricorn (Dec 22-Jan 20)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Relationship Rating: 7&lt;br /&gt;Passion: 7&lt;br /&gt;Communication: 8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is usually a good sun sign combination. Pisces is mutable&lt;br /&gt;water and Capricorn is cardinal earth. While the Capricorn is not&lt;br /&gt;as emotional as the Pisces they can be surprisingly patient and&lt;br /&gt;helpful in dissipating some of the more intense feelings and&lt;br /&gt;insecurities of the Pisces. This is often a relationship of&lt;br /&gt;responsibilities and duty. The Pisces will sense this intuitively and&lt;br /&gt;open up to the Capricorn and the trust between the two will be very&lt;br /&gt;strong. The Pisces will be especially appreciative of the Capricorn&lt;br /&gt;stress while they pursue their ambitions and help them find useful&lt;br /&gt;outlets for it. In a romantic relationship these two signs can love&lt;br /&gt;each other with a simplicity that only strengthens itself over time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Pisces &amp;amp; Aquarius (Jan 21-Feb 19)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Relationship Rating: 3&lt;br /&gt;Passion: 1&lt;br /&gt;Communication: 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A love match between Aquarius and Pisces is unlikely. . Pisces is&lt;br /&gt;mutable water and Aquarius is fixed air. Pisces are the most&lt;br /&gt;emotional sign of the zodiac and can go from one emotional&lt;br /&gt;extreme to another. Aquarius is perhaps the least emotional sign of&lt;br /&gt;the zodiac. The lack of emotional energy of an Aquarius is likely to&lt;br /&gt;confuse and aggravate a Pisces. Aquarius respect self control and&lt;br /&gt;ability to reason and this is not strengths most Pisces have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For all the other Sun-sign combinations, visit http://www.vegaattractions.com/astrology/compatibility/suncompatibility.html&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7304795710008224335-1216236675721383988?l=vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304795710008224335/posts/default/1216236675721383988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304795710008224335/posts/default/1216236675721383988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com/2008/04/pisceansfeb-19-mar-20_07.html' title='Characteristics of my sun-sign'/><author><name>Vikram Jeet Singh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06456805133047774814</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_nufIRuAsokE/SEJv0hPcQFI/AAAAAAAAAJU/VZOZN2Zdmvg/S220/logo.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7304795710008224335.post-272857120585278010</id><published>2008-02-03T23:10:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2008-06-26T11:26:43.091+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Relationships'/><title type='text'>Beginning of the Valentine's Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nufIRuAsokE/R-9K1y3TpqI/AAAAAAAAAIo/n6nYCt7CrVc/s1600-h/val.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nufIRuAsokE/R-9K1y3TpqI/AAAAAAAAAIo/n6nYCt7CrVc/s200/val.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183443984173999778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The history of Valentine's Day dates back as early as the fourth century B.C. in the Roman Empire. The holiday was originally set aside to honor Juno, the queen of the god's and goddesses and the goddess of marriage. However, today, Feb. 14 is better known as the day we celebrate St. Valentine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The tradition actually began in Rome with a festival on the eve of Feb 15, the day, which began the Feast of Lupercalia. At the festival, Roman girls name were put into a jar and then drawn by young Roman men to decide who would be their date for the continuing festival the next day. Sometimes the dates would turn into partnerships that would turn into marriage.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;However, the Claudius II was the ruler of Rome at this time and was unpopular due to the bloody wars he fought. Many men ultimately did not sign up to fight because they didn't want to leave their wives and children to fight, so in retaliation, Claudius II banned the festival and marriages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Most of the Romans disagreed with this decree. However, a priest by the name of St. Valentine began to perform marriages secretly. In a secret, quiet, candlelit room, just St. Valentine and the couple would participate in a marriage ceremony. To his detriment though, St. Valentine was discovered on night by a guard while performing the marriage ceremony, and was thrown into jail where he was sentenced to death.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Many young people, including the daughter of a guard, would visit St. Valentine while he was in jail to lift his spirits. St. Valentine was eventually killed but before he died he wrote the guard's daughter a letter thanking her for her frequent visits. He signed the letter, "Love from your Valentine." Since then, St. Valentine has become known as the "patron saint of lovers", and people all over the world observe the holiday as time to remind themselves of love and friendship.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7304795710008224335-272857120585278010?l=vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304795710008224335/posts/default/272857120585278010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304795710008224335/posts/default/272857120585278010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com/2008/02/beginning-of-valentines-day.html' title='Beginning of the Valentine&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Vikram Jeet Singh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06456805133047774814</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_nufIRuAsokE/SEJv0hPcQFI/AAAAAAAAAJU/VZOZN2Zdmvg/S220/logo.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nufIRuAsokE/R-9K1y3TpqI/AAAAAAAAAIo/n6nYCt7CrVc/s72-c/val.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7304795710008224335.post-2257960555074527994</id><published>2008-01-31T17:59:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2008-06-26T11:26:43.091+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Relationships'/><title type='text'>The tale of Heer Ranjha</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;Heer Saleti was an extremely beautiful woman, born into a wealthy Jatt family.Ranjha, also a Jatt, is the youngest of four brothers and lives in the village 'Takht Hazara' by the river Chenab.Being his father's favourite son unlike his brothers who had to toil in the lands, he led a life of ease playing the flute ('Wanjhli'/'Bansuri').After a quarrel with his brothers over land, Ranjha leaves home.It is also believed that Ranjha left his home because his brothers' wives refused to give him food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;Eventually he arrives in Heer's village and falls in love with her. Heer offers Ranjha a job as caretaker of her father's cattle. She becomes mesmerised by the way Ranjha plays his flute and eventually falls in love with him. They meet each other secretly for many years until they are caught by Heer's jealous uncle, Kaido, and her parents Chuchak and Malki. Heer is forced by her family and the local priest or 'mullah' to marry another man called Saida Khera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;Ranjha was heartbroken. He was left to walk the quiet villages on his own until eventually he meets a 'Jogi' (ascetic). After meeting Baba Gorakhnath, the founder of the "Kanphata"(pierced ear) sect of Jogis, at 'Tilla Jogian' (the 'Hill of Ascetics', located 50 miles north of the historic town of Bhera, Sargodha District, Punjab (Pakistan)), Ranjha voluntarily became a Jogi, piercing his ears and renouncing the material world. Reciting the name of the Lord, "Alakh Niranjan", on his travels around Punjab, he eventually finds the village where he is reunited with Heer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;The two return to Heer's village, where Heer's parents agree to their marriage. However, on the wedding day, Heer's jealous uncle Kaido poisons her food so that the wedding will not take place. Hearing this news, Ranjha rushes to aid Heer, but he is too late, as she has already eaten the poison and died. Brokenhearted once again, Ranjha takes the poisoned Laddu (sweet) which Heer has eaten and dies by her side.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;Heer and Ranjha are buried in a Punjabi town in Pakistan called Jhang, Punjab. Lovers and others often pay visits to their mausoleum.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7304795710008224335-2257960555074527994?l=vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304795710008224335/posts/default/2257960555074527994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304795710008224335/posts/default/2257960555074527994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com/2008/01/heer-ranjha.html' title='The tale of Heer Ranjha'/><author><name>Vikram Jeet Singh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06456805133047774814</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_nufIRuAsokE/SEJv0hPcQFI/AAAAAAAAAJU/VZOZN2Zdmvg/S220/logo.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7304795710008224335.post-4940612923433354603</id><published>2008-01-31T17:39:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2008-06-26T11:26:43.091+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Relationships'/><title type='text'>The tale of Sohni Mahiwal</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/thumb/9/90/Sohni_mahiwal.jpg/180px-Sohni_mahiwal.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/thumb/9/90/Sohni_mahiwal.jpg/180px-Sohni_mahiwal.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;Sohni was the daughter of a potter named Tula, who lived in Gujrat town in the Punjab near the banks of the Chenab.As soon as the 'Surahis' (water pitchers) and mugs came off the wheels, she would draw floral designs on them and transform them into masterpieces of art.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;Izzat Biag, a rich trader from Uzbekistan, came to India on business but when he saw the beautiful Sohni, he was completely enchanted. Instead of keeping 'mohars' (gold coins) in his pockets, he roamed around with his pockets full of love. Just to get a glimpse of Sohni, he would end up buying the water pitchers and mugs everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;Sohni lost her heart to Izzat Baig. Instead of making floral designs on earthenware, she started building castles of love in her dreams. Izzat Baig sent off his companions to Bukhara. He took up the job of a servant in the house of Tula, Sohni's father. He would even take their buffaloes for grazing. Soon, he came to be known as "Mahiwal"(buffalo herder).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;When the people started spreading rumours about the love of Sohni and Mahiwal, without her consent her parents arranged her marriage with another potter.Suddenly, one day his "barat" (marriage party) arrived at the threshold of her house. Sohni was helpless and in a poignant state. Her parents bundled her off in the doli (palanquin), but they could not pack off her love in any doli.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;Izzat Baig renounced the world and started living like a "faqir" (hermit) in a small hut across the river. The earth of Sohni’s land was like a dargah (shrine) for him. He had forgotten his own land, his own people and his world. Taking advantage of the darkness of the night, when the world was fast asleep, Sohni would come by the riverside and Izzat Baig would swim across the river to meet her. He would regularly roast a fish and bring it for her. It is said that once, when due to high tide he could not catch a fish, Mahiwal cut a piece of his thigh and roasted it. Seeing the bandage on his thigh, Sohni opened it, saw the wound and cried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;From the next day, Sohni started swimming across the river with the help of an earthen pitcher as Izzat Baig was so badly wounded and could not swim across the river. Soon, the rumours of their romantic rendezvous spread. One-day Sohni’s sister-in-law followed her and saw the hiding place where Sohni used to keep her earthen pitcher among the bushes. The next day, the sister-in-law removed the hard baked pitcher and replaced it with an unbaked one. That night, when Sohni tried to cross the river with the help of the pitcher, it dissolved in the water and Sohni was drowned. From the other side of the river, Mahiwal saw Sohni drowning and jumped into the river and drowned as well.The Tomb Of Sohni In Shahdapur City Sindh, which is 75 km from (Hyderabad). According to the legend the bodies of Sohni Mahiwal were recovered from river Indus near Shahdapur and hence are buried there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7304795710008224335-4940612923433354603?l=vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304795710008224335/posts/default/4940612923433354603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304795710008224335/posts/default/4940612923433354603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com/2008/01/sohni-mahiwal.html' title='The tale of Sohni Mahiwal'/><author><name>Vikram Jeet Singh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06456805133047774814</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_nufIRuAsokE/SEJv0hPcQFI/AAAAAAAAAJU/VZOZN2Zdmvg/S220/logo.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7304795710008224335.post-8647888746744103658</id><published>2007-11-28T16:28:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2008-06-26T11:26:43.092+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Relationships'/><title type='text'>Difference between 'Friends' &amp; 'Real Friends'</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:times new roman;"  align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;A simple &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;friend&lt;/span&gt; has never seen  you cry.&lt;br /&gt;A real &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;friend&lt;/span&gt; has shoulders soggy from your tears.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:times new roman;"  align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;A simple &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;friend&lt;/span&gt; doesn't know  your parents' first names.&lt;br /&gt;A real friend has their phone numbers in his  address book.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:times new roman;"  align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;A simple &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;friend&lt;/span&gt; brings a bottle  of wine to your party.&lt;br /&gt;A real &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;friend &lt;/span&gt;comes early to help you cook and  clean.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:times new roman;"  align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;A simple&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; friend&lt;/span&gt; hates it when  you call after he has gone to bed.&lt;br /&gt;A real &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;friend&lt;/span&gt; asks you why you took so  long to call.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:times new roman;"  align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;A simple &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;friend&lt;/span&gt; seeks to talk  with you about their problems.&lt;br /&gt;A real &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;friend&lt;/span&gt; seeks to help you with your  problems.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:times new roman;"  align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;A simple &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;friend&lt;/span&gt; wonders about  your romantic history.&lt;br /&gt;A real &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;friend&lt;/span&gt; could blackmail you with it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:times new roman;"  align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;A simple &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;friend&lt;/span&gt;, when visiting,  acts like a guest.&lt;br /&gt;A real &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;friend&lt;/span&gt; opens your refrigerator and helps  himself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:times new roman;"  align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;A simple &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;friend&lt;/span&gt; thinks the&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;  friendship&lt;/span&gt; is over when you have an argument.&lt;br /&gt;A real &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;friend&lt;/span&gt; knows that it's  not a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;friendship&lt;/span&gt; until after you've had a fight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:times new roman;"  align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;A simple &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;friend&lt;/span&gt; expects you to  always be there for them.&lt;br /&gt;A real &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;friend&lt;/span&gt; expects to always be there for  you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:times new roman;"  align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;A simple &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;friend&lt;/span&gt; asks for food.&lt;br /&gt;A real &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;friend&lt;/span&gt; brings it along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:times new roman;"  align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;A simple &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;friend&lt;/span&gt; will greet you with "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hello!&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;A real &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;friend&lt;/span&gt; will give you a warm hug.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:times new roman;"  align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;A simple &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;friend&lt;/span&gt; will call your parents as Uncle &amp;amp; Aunty.&lt;br /&gt;A real &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;friend&lt;/span&gt; will call them as Dad &amp;amp; Mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:times new roman;"  align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;A simple &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;friend&lt;/span&gt; has never seen you cry.&lt;br /&gt;A real &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;friend&lt;/span&gt; cries alongwith you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:times new roman;"  align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;A simple &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;friend&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;will eat at your dinner  table and leave.&lt;br /&gt;A real &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;friend&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;will spend hours there, talking, laughing  and just being together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:times new roman;"  align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;A simple &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;friend&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;knows a few things about you.&lt;br /&gt;A real &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;friend&lt;/span&gt; could write a book with direct quotes from you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:times new roman;"  align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;A simple &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;friend&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;will  leave you behind if that's what the crowd is doing.&lt;br /&gt;A real &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;friend&lt;/span&gt; will kick  the whole crowds' ass that left  you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:times new roman;"  align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;A simple &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;friend&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;would knock on your  door.&lt;br /&gt;A real &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;friend&lt;/span&gt; will walk right in and say, "I'm home!".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:times new roman;"  align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;Simple &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;friends&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;are  for a while.&lt;br /&gt;Real &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;friends&lt;/span&gt; are for life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:times new roman;"  align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;Simple &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;friends&lt;/span&gt; will ignore this.&lt;br /&gt;Real &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;friends&lt;/span&gt; will forward this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7304795710008224335-8647888746744103658?l=vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com/feeds/8647888746744103658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com/2007/11/friends-real-simple.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304795710008224335/posts/default/8647888746744103658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304795710008224335/posts/default/8647888746744103658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com/2007/11/friends-real-simple.html' title='Difference between &apos;Friends&apos; &amp; &apos;Real Friends&apos;'/><author><name>Vikram Jeet Singh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06456805133047774814</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_nufIRuAsokE/SEJv0hPcQFI/AAAAAAAAAJU/VZOZN2Zdmvg/S220/logo.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7304795710008224335.post-8884986434045322553</id><published>2007-11-03T20:47:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-06-26T11:26:43.092+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Relationships'/><title type='text'>Difference between 'Friends' &amp; 'Lovers'</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;Friends&lt;/span&gt; and lovers&lt;br /&gt;are the ones we give away&lt;br /&gt;into the care of other lives&lt;br /&gt;and other times                   &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;You've been my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;friend&lt;/span&gt; and lover&lt;br /&gt;Friend to my warmest thought&lt;br /&gt;Lover to my misdirection&lt;br /&gt;I hold you dear                   &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Some stumbling thoughts&lt;br /&gt;meant for you&lt;br /&gt;Written as well as I can&lt;br /&gt;At least for now                   &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;So, stick them in a corner&lt;br /&gt;Drag them out&lt;br /&gt;from time to time&lt;br /&gt;when you wonder where I am                   &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;I'll remember you&lt;br /&gt;You'll remember me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt; Friends&lt;/span&gt; and lovers&lt;br /&gt;Never far apart &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7304795710008224335-8884986434045322553?l=vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com/feeds/8884986434045322553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com/2007/11/friends-and-lovers.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Relationships'/><title type='text'>You remind me of........</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#ff00ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;Friendship &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You remind me of a  flower,&lt;br /&gt;Pretty, inside and outside.&lt;br /&gt;A reason why people smile  everyday,&lt;br /&gt;A gift to all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You remind me of chocolate,&lt;br /&gt;Luscious and  sweet.&lt;br /&gt;Someone people can turn to in crisis,&lt;br /&gt;Loved by all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You  remind me of a teddy,&lt;br /&gt;Cute and huggable.&lt;br /&gt;Someone people feel comfortable  with,&lt;br /&gt;Special to all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You remind me of a balloon,&lt;br /&gt;Happy and  bouncy.&lt;br /&gt;Someone people can have fun with,&lt;br /&gt;Enjoyed by all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You  remind me of a lot of things,&lt;br /&gt;But nothing can compare to the real  person,&lt;br /&gt;A &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I can look up to,&lt;br /&gt;Cherished by me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Jenny Yu  -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7304795710008224335-688940764330170204?l=vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com/feeds/688940764330170204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com/2007/09/friendship_05.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304795710008224335/posts/default/688940764330170204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304795710008224335/posts/default/688940764330170204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com/2007/09/friendship_05.html' title='You remind me of........'/><author><name>Vikram Jeet Singh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06456805133047774814</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_nufIRuAsokE/SEJv0hPcQFI/AAAAAAAAAJU/VZOZN2Zdmvg/S220/logo.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7304795710008224335.post-926088679953028335</id><published>2007-09-05T18:37:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-06-26T11:26:43.092+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Relationships'/><title type='text'>You are.......</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#008080;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;Friendship&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; You are &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;friend&lt;/span&gt;ly, kind  and caring&lt;br /&gt;Sensitive, loyal and understanding&lt;br /&gt;Humorous, fun, secure and  true&lt;br /&gt;Always there... yes that's you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Special, accepting, exciting and  wise&lt;br /&gt;Truthful and helpful, with honest blue eyes&lt;br /&gt;Confiding, forgiving,  cheerful and bright&lt;br /&gt;Yes that's you... not one bit of spite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're one  of a kind, different from others&lt;br /&gt;Generous, charming, but not one that  smothers&lt;br /&gt;Optimistic, thoughtful, happy and game&lt;br /&gt;But not just another... in  the long chain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Appreciative, warm and precious like gold&lt;br /&gt;Our  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;friendship&lt;/span&gt; won't tarnish or ever grow old&lt;br /&gt;You'll always be there, I know that  is true&lt;br /&gt;I'll always be here... always for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Written and owned by  Angela Lee Hillsley -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7304795710008224335-926088679953028335?l=vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com/feeds/926088679953028335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com/2007/09/friendship.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304795710008224335/posts/default/926088679953028335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304795710008224335/posts/default/926088679953028335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com/2007/09/friendship.html' title='You are.......'/><author><name>Vikram Jeet Singh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06456805133047774814</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_nufIRuAsokE/SEJv0hPcQFI/AAAAAAAAAJU/VZOZN2Zdmvg/S220/logo.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7304795710008224335.post-5624159580501840314</id><published>2007-09-04T23:17:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2008-06-21T13:07:29.448+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sidhuisms'/><title type='text'>Some of the favourite Sidhuism's</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Kaanton mein reh ke  bhi,&lt;br /&gt;Phoolon ki tarah mehahna seekho,&lt;br /&gt;Keechad mein reh ke bhi  doston,&lt;br /&gt;Kamal ki tarah khilna seekho,&lt;br /&gt;Jo paristhitiyon se ghabra  jaye,&lt;br /&gt;Wo loh purush ho nahin sakta,&lt;br /&gt;Rakh mein reh ke bhi,&lt;br /&gt;Angaron ki  tarah dehakna seekho&lt;br /&gt;================&lt;br /&gt;Is duniya mein sheron ko bhi azadi  hai, sapon ko bhi azadi hai,&lt;br /&gt;Sapon ko azadi hai har baste ghar mein basne  ki,&lt;br /&gt;Unke sir mein zehar bhi hai aur aadat bhi hai dasne  ki&lt;br /&gt;================&lt;br /&gt;Jis ped pe phal lage hote hain, aadmi pathar marta hi  usi ko hai,&lt;br /&gt;No one kicks a dead dog&lt;br /&gt;================&lt;br /&gt;Andheron ka dard  kya jane jo khud sitare hain,&lt;br /&gt;Doobne ki tees kya jane jo khud kinare  hain,&lt;br /&gt;Aag ke darya mein doobne ka dard Ganguly se seekho,&lt;br /&gt;Ganguly ne kayi  ujde huye gulshan saware hain&lt;br /&gt;================&lt;br /&gt;Kabhi bhool se bhi kisi se  na karna salook aisa,&lt;br /&gt;Jo koi tumse karta tumhe na gawar  hota&lt;br /&gt;================&lt;br /&gt;Har deen dukhi man mein umang tumhe bharni  hai,&lt;br /&gt;Har aasha heen hridya mein tarang tumhe bharni hai,&lt;br /&gt;Are Mahabharat to  Sir har yug ki atal zaroorat hai,&lt;br /&gt;Ban ke Arjun, Sachai ki jang tumhe ladni  hai&lt;br /&gt;================&lt;br /&gt;Duniya mein sabse bada rog "mere bare mein kya  kahenge log?",&lt;br /&gt;Insaan chadphadata hai, are yaar usne mere liye ye keh diya  ,&lt;br /&gt;Sari raat so nahin pata hai,&lt;br /&gt;Main kehta hoon ki jo asli achiever banta  hai,&lt;br /&gt;Jo zindagi mein apne paon ki chaap chod ke jata hai,&lt;br /&gt;Woh aadmi hai jo  apne zehan ko jawabdeyi ho jata hai&lt;br /&gt;=================&lt;br /&gt;Har kyun ka jawab  nahin hota,&lt;br /&gt;Har chehra lajawab to nahin hota,&lt;br /&gt;Are bhanware se ja ke poocho  har phool pe baithta hai,&lt;br /&gt;Are har phool gulab to nahin  hota&lt;br /&gt;=================&lt;br /&gt;Bhagwan ki Kripa hai,&lt;br /&gt;Laloo kare kawaliyan Rab  sidhiyan pave&lt;br /&gt;=================&lt;br /&gt;Bulbulon ke pankhon mein bandhe huye kabhi  baaz nahin rehte,&lt;br /&gt;Buzdilon aur kayron ke haathon mein kabhi Raj nahin  rehte,&lt;br /&gt;Sar jhuka kar chalne ki aadat pad jaye jis insaan ko,&lt;br /&gt;Us insaan ke  sar pe kabhi Taj nahin rehte&lt;br /&gt;=================&lt;br /&gt;Jo bhara nahin hai bhavon  se behti jisme rasdhar nahin,&lt;br /&gt;Woh hridya nahin hai pathar hai jisme Swades ka  pyar nahin&lt;br /&gt;=================&lt;br /&gt;As hopeless as a like a one-legged person at  a bum kicking competition&lt;br /&gt;=================&lt;br /&gt;You are so unlucky that if you  spend a night in a barrel of nipples,&lt;br /&gt;You will still come out licking your  thumb&lt;br /&gt;=================&lt;br /&gt;As helpless as a midget at a  urinal&lt;br /&gt;=================&lt;br /&gt;Hum aaye nahin hain, Hame bulaya gaya hai,&lt;br /&gt;Jo  bina bulaye aate hain wo tsunamni ya tufaan hote hain,&lt;br /&gt;Jo nyote par bulaye  jate hain wahi asli mehmaan hote hain&lt;br /&gt;=================&lt;br /&gt;Between  Yesterday's REGRET and Tommorrow's HOPE,&lt;br /&gt;Is Today's  OPPORTUNITY&lt;br /&gt;=================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;As you grow older u get better, unless you are a banana&lt;br /&gt;=================&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;You got to choose between tightening your belt and losing your pants&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;===============&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;In times of prosperity, remember it’s the fattest pig that goes to the butcher&lt;br /&gt;===============&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The ball whizzes past like a bumblebee and the Indians are in the sea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;===============&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The Indians are finding the gaps like a pin in a haystack&lt;br /&gt;===============&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;The third umpires should be changed as often as nappies and for the same reason&lt;br /&gt;===============&lt;br /&gt;There is light at the end of the tunnel for &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;India&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;, but it's that of an oncoming train which will run them over&lt;br /&gt;===============&lt;br /&gt;Nothing ventured, nothing gained. And venture belongs to the adventurous&lt;br /&gt;===============&lt;br /&gt;One who doesn't throw the dice can never expect to score a six&lt;br /&gt;===============&lt;br /&gt;Wickets are like wives - you never know which way they will turn&lt;br /&gt;===============&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;A      revolutionary idea is usually the one with its sleeves rolled up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;===============&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;If my aunty had been a man she would have been my uncle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;===============&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;As innocent as freshly laid eggs&lt;br /&gt;===============&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;ul style="margin-top: 0in;" type="disc"&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;As you grow older u get      better unless you are a banana.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Flowing like a rampaging      river&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;As sleek as a Gazelle&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Falling like Cycles in a      cycle stand&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Moving like a meter of an      Indian Taxi&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;If ‘ifs and buts’ were      ‘pots and pants’ there would be no tinkers!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;MAY BE is not a Honey Bee&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;It is very difficult to      kill a man who is hell-bent on committing suicide.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;as dead as a dodo&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;a desperate man drinks      coffee with a fork&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;If my aunty had been a man      she would have been my uncle.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;As straight as a ram-rod. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;As innocent as freshly      laid eggs.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;All that comes from a cow      is not milk..&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Experience is like a comb      that life gives you when you are bald&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;You cannot make Omelets      without breaking the eggs.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;When you are dining with      the demon you've got to have a long spoon!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Anybody can pilot a ship      when the sea is calm.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Its not all over till the      fat lady sings&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;As cool as a cucumber, as      wily as a fox&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;A fallen lighthouse is      more dangerous than a reef.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;You cannot ride a seat      less bicycle without getting blisters on your bums&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Nobody travels on the road      to success without a puncture or two.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;If the heavens throw you      dates, you got to keep your mouth open.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;As crisp as a cracker&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Beauty even when silent is      eloquent.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;You got to choose between      tightening your belt and losing your pants.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;The cat with gloves      catches no mice&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;You may have a heart of      gold, but so does a hard-boiled egg.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Beauty bewitches both the      holder and the beholder&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Even a turtle won’t move      until he sticks his neck out.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Keep still and have thy      will&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;He who wants a full farm      must have old cocks with young bulls&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;The world is a large fruit      cake you will always find some nuts in it.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;What cannot be cured must      be endured&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Liquor talks mighty loud      when it’s let loose from the jug.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Character is not made in a      crisis, it is exhibited.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;In times of prosperity,      remember it’s the fattest pig that goes to the butcher.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Like a Tuk-Tuk he is      having ignition problems&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;As sweet as tooti frooti&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;A good lather is half the      shave…&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Cats on a hot tin roof&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Wickets are like wives -      you never know which way they will turn!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;A revolutionary idea is      usually the one with its sleeves rolled up&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;After marriage, the other      man’s wife looks more beautiful.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Age has been perfect fire      extinguisher for flaming youth.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;As uncomfortable as a bum      on a porcupine.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Beware of the naked man      who offers you his shirt.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Even a cock crows before      his own dung hill&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;I have seen many ladies      displaying different styles and different styles displaying ladies. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;It's like the brooding hen      sitting over a china egg.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Nothing ventured, nothing      gained. And venture belongs to the adventurous.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;One who doesn't throw the      dice can never expect to score a six.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;The ball whizzes past like      a bumblebee and the Indians are in the sea.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;The Indians are finding      the gaps like a pin in a haystack.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;The third umpires should      be changed as often as nappies and for the same reason.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;There is light at the end      of the tunnel for India, but it's that of an oncoming train which will run      them over.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;We are all Adam's children      - it's just the skin that makes all the difference.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;We'll take the cake with      the red cherry on top.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;You can't play a symphony      alone, it takes an orchestra to play it&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;In the Orchard of      opportunity, you cant wait for the fruit to drop&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Money is like manure. Its      no good unless you spread it!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;They are so timid, they      wouldn’t say Boo to a goose&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Good intentions die unless      utilized&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Statistics are like      miniskirts, they reveal more than what they hide.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Statistics are like      bikinis, what they reveal is suggestive, what they hide is essential!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;He played that like a      dwarf at a urinal.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;I lean on statistics like      a drunken man leans on a lamppost, only for support, not illumination&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;To catch a trout, you must      be prepared to lose a fly.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;He has a back lift like an      octopus falling out of a tree, all over the place! &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;There is always free      cheese in a mousetrap&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Come to my parlor said the      spider to the fly&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;A dog kennel is no place      to hide a sausage&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;You can never unscramble      eggs.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Call the bear uncle until      you cross his bridge.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Wallowing in foolishness      like a rhinoceros in an African bog.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Gamblers they Are like      Toilets BROKE one Day Flush The Next&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;The only thing you get in      life without effort is dandruff.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;You may have 40 million      reasons for failure, not a single excuse&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;The real bone of      contention is that there cannot be any fruit without a root&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;I grow daily to honour      facts more and more and theory less and less, and facts will not cease to      exist just because they are ignored.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;It was like an      "umbrella without ribs" and "sleeping" on the issue      for the last one year.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;It was the general      proposing and the captain disposing.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Spit on your hands! Take      the black flag! And start slitting throats!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;The ball went so high it      could have got an airhostess on its way down!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;This team is like bicycles      in a cycle stand… one falls and the entire row falls!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;The scoreboard is running      faster than an Indian Taximeter!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;The batsman is like a      three-wheeler. Sucks a lot of fuel, but cannot go beyond 30!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;The wily fox is back… it      is an ill omen when a fox licks the lambs!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;A big outcry but no      outcome!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Just because a rose smells      sweet, you do not use it in the soup!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Bad habits are like comfy      beds - easy to get into, very difficult to get out off.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;You aren’t rewarded for      having brains, you’re rewarded for using them.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;A lemon squeezed too hard      yields a bitter juice.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Hope is putting faith to      work when doubting would be easier.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Curry is a worry.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;To achieve, you have to      believe&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Success is the fruit of      concentration.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Strike when the iron is      hot, and make the iron hot by striking. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Strength grows in the      garden of patience&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Your originality is your      strength.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;If you enjoy a particular      thing, you will always succeed at it&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Winning is not important,      but wanting to win is.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;When you are submerged up      to your ears in trouble, try using the part that isn’t submerged.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Faith in your abilities      will help you face the music, even if you don’t like the tune.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Penny and penny will make      many.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Every dog is a lion at his      own door.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Disappointments need to be      cremated, not embalmed.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Those openers are like      nappies, and changed for the same reason.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;A tree is always known by      its fruit.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;The blood of the soldier      gives glory to the general.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Troubles are like babies -      the more you nurse them, the bigger they grow.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;The first blow is half the      battle.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;A recession is where you      have to tighten your belt. A depression is where you have no belt to      tighten. When you have no pants to hold up, it is time to panic.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Next to good judgement,      diamonds and pearls are the next rarest thing.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;When everything is coming      your way, you might just be in the wrong lane of traffic.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;It is choice, not chance      that determines destiny.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Fine feathers make a fine      bird.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Flattery is like chewing      gum, you chew it for a while, don’t swallow it - and after a while, spit      it out!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Every time a lamb bleats,      it loses a mouthful of hay&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Judge people by their      performance, not by their intentions.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;A true professional is      like a chameleon - he will change colour to suit his surroundings.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Easy to criticise an egg,      difficult to lay one.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Keep feeding your faith      until your doubts starves to death.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Experience is the thing      you get right after you need it.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;When you’re running with      the big dogs, you can’t piddle like a puppy.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;It is better to pluck the      fruit from the tree than wait for it to fall.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;You’ve got to put the      saddle on the right horse.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Success is a matter of      luck and pluck.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Big boast, small roast&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;The light at the end of      the tunnel is nothing but an oncoming train.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;The whole world is not      cleaned by soft soap.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Good deeds speak for      themselves, the tongue only speaks of their eloquence.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Speed has little to do      with your progress - it is more to do with direction.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;If fate gives you a lemon,      make lemonade.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;There is a devil in every      berry of the grape.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Candy is dandy, but liquor      is quicker.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;The only thing you can get      in a hurry is trouble.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Hope is the elixir of      life.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;A man who is heading nowhere      is sure to reach his destination.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;He’s like a tornado - he      can really blow you off your feet.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Commonsense is the knack      of seeing things as they are and doing things as they need to be done.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;A pessimist is one who      burns bridges before the enemy gets to them.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;He who ceases to praise      ceases to prosper.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;This is a batsman who is      as erratic as the electricity supply in most parts of India.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;You can take the tiger out      of the jungle, but you can’t take the jungle out of the tiger.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;It’s not the early bird      that gets the worm, it’s the smart one.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Don’t die until you’re      dead.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Patience is the greatest      of all shock-absorbers.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Ideas are funny things -      they don’t work unless you do.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Some students will drink      from the fountain of knowledge - others will simply gargle.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;To err is human - but not      too often.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;If you want your hen to      lay, you have to bear the cackling.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;You can’t prevent the      consequences of your mistakes.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;It is tiny droplets of      water that make a shower. He’s believing his doubt and doubting his      belief.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;You always make your own      luck.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;In life, as in chess, it      is foresight which will win.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;A small leak can sink a      big ship.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;His mind is on the      boisterous sea of doubt.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;A good example is the best      sermon you can ever preach.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Talent is nothing if it’s      not controlled, harnessed and disciplined.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Failure is a better      teacher than success, but it will seldom get an apple.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;The weakness of your      opposition is your strength.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;When you are an anvil,      hold yourself still, When you’re a hammer, strike your fill.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;They’re trying to make a      whistle sound like a trumpet.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;The darker the berry, the      sweeter the juice, the longer the rope, the tighter the noose.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;The world is all about      mind and matter; I don't mind and you don't matter.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;If one-day cricket was      pyjama cricket, then Twenty20 is underwear cricket.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;He's shredded that into      smithereens&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;A fifty is like kissing a      virgin, you just have to go on!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Comments should be like      skirts. Short enough to keep your attention, but long enough to cover the      subject&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;The Sri Lankans are      running between the wickets as if their wives are chasing them with a      belan.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;He is like a fighter plane      with the speed of an auto rickshaw.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;INDIAN CRICKET IS LIKE      INDIAN MONSOON, WHEN IT RAINS IT POURS, OR ELSE THERE IS DROUGHT&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Cricket is the game of      glorious uncertainties! Glorious-when Sri Lankans play, uncertain-when      India plays&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;In London they drive on      the left, in India we drive on what is left&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Indians should now be on      their toes like midgets at a urinal.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;For the Indians now it's      'fight back' or 'flight back'&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;He flew like a bird and      plucked it out of thin air.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Deep Dasgupta is not a      Wicket Keeper, he is a goal keeper. He must be given a free transfer to      Manchester United.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;The Indians are jelling      together as a cohesive unit.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Dravid has hit this shot      as straight as a candle.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Ajit Agarkar is as fresh      as a daisy.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Sourav Ganguly is      "The Burden of Calamity"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Indians have certainly      erased the tag of tigers at home, pussy cats abroad!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Indian team without Sachin      is like giving a Kiss without a Squeeze&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;New Zealanders have their      limits, The kiwis are the birds that cannot fly!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;He is a dibbly dobbly      bowler&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;He will fight a      rattlesnake and give it the first two bites too.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;If only he could learn how      to play, he would make a great player!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;They will not only come      back home with their cup, but with the opposition's cherries as well&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Eddie Nichols is a man who      cannot find his own buttocks with his two hands.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;He has thrown him to the      wolves&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;He opened him like a can      of beans&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;We are all Adam's children      — it's just the silk that makes all the difference!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Right now he's looking      like a Cheshire cat that's had loads of cream!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;He is flowing like a river      - simply unstoppable!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Great feathers make great      birds!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;My idea of a bird is      36-24-36.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;A girl born beautiful is      half married&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;A fly in the soup’s better      than no meat at all.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Flaming youth cooks its      own goose.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Strong men and waterfalls      channel their own paths.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;No one reads a book to      reach the middle. Ending is the most important part of the story.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;There is no point in      aiming at the target if you are loaded with blanks.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;God is always on the side      of the heavier battalion.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;It is always difficult to      dance on a crooked floor.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Small leaks can sink large      ships.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;They are like a “golden      drum” which makes a lot of noise but was hollow inside.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Ganguly has thrown a      drowning man both ends of the rope&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Deep Dasgupta is as      confused as a child is in a topless bar!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;He is like a one-legged      man in a bum kicking competition.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Kumble's bowling at the      moment is flat as a Dosa&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;I am a sepoy and will      follow the guidance of my leaders.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;As a rule man is a fool, when      it’s hot he wants it cool, and when it’s cool he wants it hot, Always      wants what is not!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Warne is a victim of his      own success. He has taken to women the way an ostrich takes to the skies.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;This bowler bowls so slow      that the batsmen have enough time to call home and talk to their wives      between every delivery&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Pitches are like      husband!!! They keep slowing down!!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;His slower ball was so      slow that my mama can run faster than that&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;His footwork is like a car      in a traffic jam&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;The ball missed the bat      like a kiss in a hindi movie&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;He is a constipated      batsman/bowler, puts in a lot of effort and has very little results to      show for in the end.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Sachin Tendular drives the      ball faster than Michael Schumacher's Ferrari.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Ever since he started      endorsing for Ferrari, his batting has gone into 7th gear&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;A dead man is no good to      the Society. A dead man's family is also no good to the society&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;When you fall on your back      side the only place you can look is up&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;I don’t trust the Indian batting,      they can snatch defeat from the jaws of victory.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;The trouble with Father      Time is that it did not even wait for a woman&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;One Day Cricket is like a      pyjama; every one fits into it.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;If you sow the wind you      reap the whirlwind.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Rusty brains don’t squeak&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Don't open your old      umbrella and run it over your shoulder.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Only one man in a thousand      is the leader of men, rest 999 follow the women&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Blondes read OIL as 710&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;You don’t judge the      Horse-power of a vehicle by the size of its exhaust.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Kenya in South Africa was      like a mountain having labor pains.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;India looks like a      crippled cobra whose fangs are clipped.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;He is racing with me, in      my spanking new car, on his old bike which has lost its chain.(He ain't      going any where).He started at the bottom and is still there.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Give them a long rope and      they will hang themselves from it.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;If there is no difference      of opinion, there will be no horse race&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;When you can kiss the      mistress, never kiss the maid!!!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;"Mad dogs keep      barking at the elephant, but the king elephant does not bother about them      at all."&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;New burdens are always      heavy when everybody lifts&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;You are your own doctor in      curing your cold -feet.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Thoughts are the real      interpreters of your actions.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Faith in your abilities,      that’s got to do wonders for you.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;There are 2 things to      which you've got 2 surrender; one is the weather and the other your wife.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;The hands that carry the      wound should also carry its cure.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Fear is the dark-room      where negatives develop.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;It does not take much 2 do      things,but it takes a lot 2 decide what 2 do.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;We must prove that it's      skill and not strength that governs its ship&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;It is better 2 have talent      and use it well rather than 2 have it in abundance and squander it.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Honour is the spur that      pricks the princely mind.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Past is bucket full of      ashes&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Washing coal with a soap      will do nothing for u.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Take pride out of man and      he is like an umbrella without the ribs.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Calamity is the touchstone      2 a brave mind.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Experience is a hard      teacher, it gives u the test first and then the lesson.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;It takes very little      strength to do things, but it takes a lot 2 decide what 2 do.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Nothing great was ever      achieved without an act of decision.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;The past is the best      prophet for the future.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;A Sailor has a wife on      every port.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Defeats need to be      cremated and not embalmed.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;An optimist is a person      who calls bullshit a fertilizer.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;As happy as a Lark.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; &lt;p style="line-height: 150%; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;1. That ball went so high it could have got an air hostess down with it.&lt;br /&gt;2. There is light at the end of the tunnel for India, but it's that of an incoming train which will run them over.&lt;br /&gt;3. Experience is like a comb that life gives you when you are bald.&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;i&gt;This quote was made after Ganguly called Dravid for a run and midway sent him  back and Dravid was runout in the third test&lt;/i&gt; &lt;i&gt;       against the West Indies at Barbados.&lt;/i&gt;"Ganguly has thrown a drowning man both ends of the rope."&lt;br /&gt;5. Sri Lankan score is running like an Indian taxi meter.&lt;br /&gt;6. Statistics are like miniskirts, they reveal more than what they hide.&lt;br /&gt;7. Wickets are like wives - you never know which way they will turn!&lt;br /&gt;8. He is like Indian three-wheeler which will suck a lot of diesel but cannot go  beyond 30!&lt;br /&gt;9. The Indians are going to beat the Kiwis! Let me tell you, my friend, that the  Kiwi is the only bird in the whole world which does not have wings!&lt;br /&gt;10. As uncomfortable as a bum on a porcupine.&lt;br /&gt;11. The ball whizzes past like a bumble bee and the Indians are in the sea.&lt;br /&gt;12. The Indians are finding the gaps like a pin in a haystack.&lt;br /&gt;13. The pitch is as dead as a dodo.&lt;br /&gt;14. Deep Dasgupta is as confused as a child is in a topless bar!&lt;br /&gt;15. The way Indian wickets are falling reminds of the cycle stand at Rajendra  Talkies in Patiala...one falls and everything else falls!&lt;br /&gt;16. Indian team without Sachin is like giving a Kiss without a Squeeze.&lt;br /&gt;17. You cannot make Omelets without breaking the eggs.&lt;br /&gt;18. Deep Dasgupta is not a Wicket Keeper, he is a goal keeper. He must be given  a free transfer to Manchester United.&lt;br /&gt;19. He will fight a rattlesnake and give it the first two bites too.&lt;br /&gt;20. One, who doesn't throw the dice, can never expect to score a six.&lt;br /&gt;21. &lt;i&gt;This was uttered after Eddie Nichols, the third umpire, ruled Shivnarine  Chanderpaul 'NOT OUT' in the second test at Port of Spain, T&amp;amp;T&lt;/i&gt;. "Eddie Nichols is  a man who cannot find his own buttocks with his two hands."&lt;br /&gt;22. Anybody can pilot a ship when the sea is calm.&lt;br /&gt;23. Nobody travels on the road to success without a puncture or two.&lt;br /&gt;24. You got to choose between tightening your belt or losing your pants.&lt;br /&gt;25. The cat with gloves catches no mice.&lt;br /&gt;26. Age has been perfect fire extinguisher for flaming youth.&lt;br /&gt;27. You may have a heart of gold, but so does a hard-boiled egg.&lt;br /&gt;28. He is like a one-legged man in a bum kicking competition.&lt;br /&gt;29. The third umpires should be changed as often as nappies and for the same  reason&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;div style="width: 853px; height: 76px; font-family: arial;"&gt;         &lt;p style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;   &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Fattest pigs go to the butcher first."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;"You don't kill a man who is hell-bent on committing suicide"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;'In the orchard of opportunity, you can't    wait for the fruit to drop'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;According to Navjot&lt;/i&gt;, Sourav Ganguly    is "The Burden of Calamity"&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;   &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div style="font-family: arial;"&gt;         &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;"Money is like manure. Its no good unless you spread it!" (Talking about    the distribution of money in the Indian cricket team)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;"They are so timid, they wouldn't say boo to a goose!" (&lt;i&gt;Talking about the    tail of the Indian batting order&lt;/i&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="font-family: arial;"&gt;   &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="590274614-23092003"&gt;Good    intentions die unless utilized&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="font-family: arial;"&gt;   &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="590274614-23092003"&gt;   "Statistics are like bikinis… what they reveal is suggestive, what they hide    is essential!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="font-family: arial;"&gt;   &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="590274614-23092003"&gt;&lt;i&gt;One    comment he made that they picked up in the papers over here was regarding a    shot Tendulker played off his toes.&lt;/i&gt;.. "he played that like a dwarf at a    urinal"...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="590274614-23092003"&gt;   I lean on statistics like a drunken man leans on a lamppost, only for support,    not illumination&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;i&gt;When Dravid nicked Bond through the slips for 4 from a full half volley,    Sidhu said&lt;/i&gt;....... that's Ok from Bond, in order to catch a trout you must    be prepared to lose a fly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="font-family: arial;"&gt;   &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="590274614-23092003"&gt;He has a    backlift like an octopus falling out of a tree, all over the place!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="font-family: arial;"&gt;   &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="590274614-23092003"&gt;There is    always free cheese in a mousetrap&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;           &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="590274614-23092003"&gt;   Come to my parlour said the spider to the fly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  A dog kennel is no place to hide a sausage&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  You can never unscramble eggs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Call the bear uncle until you are safely across the bridge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="font-family: arial;"&gt;   &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="590274614-23092003"&gt;"He's    wallowing in foolishness like a rhino in an African pool."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="font-family: arial;"&gt;   &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="590274614-23092003"&gt;Gamblers    they Are like Toilets BROKE one Day Flush The Next (Navjot Sidhu Talks About    The decision To Bring On Harbhajan Singh Into The attack During The 1st Test    In Wellington New Zealand)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="font-family: arial;"&gt;   &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="590274614-23092003"&gt;The Only    Thing You Get In Life Without Trying is dandruff&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7304795710008224335-5624159580501840314?l=vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com/feeds/5624159580501840314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com/2007/09/sidhuisms.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304795710008224335/posts/default/5624159580501840314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304795710008224335/posts/default/5624159580501840314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com/2007/09/sidhuisms.html' title='Some of the favourite Sidhuism&apos;s'/><author><name>Vikram Jeet Singh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06456805133047774814</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_nufIRuAsokE/SEJv0hPcQFI/AAAAAAAAAJU/VZOZN2Zdmvg/S220/logo.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7304795710008224335.post-4187429952790855260</id><published>2007-09-04T23:15:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2008-09-16T23:30:53.949+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Hope &amp; Patience Always Win</title><content type='html'>&lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial color=#800080&gt;Probably the greatest example of persistence  is Abraham Lincoln. If you want to learn about somebody who didn't quit, look no  further.&lt;BR&gt;Born into poverty, Lincoln was faced with defeat throughout his  life. He lost eight elections, twice failed in business and suffered a nervous  breakdown.&lt;BR&gt;He could have quit many times - but he didn't and he became one of  the greatest presidents in America's history.&lt;BR&gt;Lincoln was a champion and he  never gave up.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT color=#800080&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial color=#800080&gt;Here is a sketch of Lincoln's road to the  White House:&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT color=#800080&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial color=#800080&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; * 1816 His family was  forced out of their home. He had to work to support them.&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;  * 1818 His mother died.&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; * 1831 Failed in  business.&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; * 1832 Ran for state legislature -  lost.&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; * 1832 Also lost his job - wanted to go to law  school but couldn't get in.&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; * 1833 Borrowed some money  from a friend to begin a business and by the end of he year he was bankrupt. He  spent the next 17 years of his life paying off this debt.&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;  * 1834 Ran for state legislature again - won.&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; * 1835 Was  engaged to be married, sweetheart died and his heart was  broken.&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; * 1836 Had a total nervous breakdown and was in  bed for six months.&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; * 1838 Sought to become speaker of the  state legislature - defeated.&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; * 1840 Sought to become  elector - defeated.&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; * 1843 Ran for Congress -  lost.&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; * 1846 Ran for Congress again - this time he won -  went to Washington and did a good job.&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; * 1848 Ran for  re-election to Congress - lost.&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; * 1849 Sought the job of  land officer in his home state - rejected.&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; * 1854 Ran for  Senate of the United States - lost.&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; * 1856 Sought the  Vice-Presidential nomination at his party's national convention - get less than  100 votes.&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; * 1858 Ran for U.S. Senate again - again he  lost.&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; * 1860 Elected president of the United  States.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial color=#800080&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7304795710008224335-4187429952790855260?l=vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com/feeds/4187429952790855260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com/2007/09/hope-patience.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304795710008224335/posts/default/4187429952790855260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304795710008224335/posts/default/4187429952790855260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com/2007/09/hope-patience.html' title='Hope &amp; Patience Always Win'/><author><name>Vikram Jeet Singh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06456805133047774814</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_nufIRuAsokE/SEJv0hPcQFI/AAAAAAAAAJU/VZOZN2Zdmvg/S220/logo.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7304795710008224335.post-1486233106386372422</id><published>2007-09-04T23:13:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2008-06-26T11:22:29.775+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Failure means What ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial color=#ff00ff  size=4&gt;&amp;nbsp;Failure&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;FONT color=#ff00ff size=4&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial color=#ff00ff size=4&gt;Failure doesn't mean you  are a failure..&lt;BR&gt;It does mean you haven't succeeded yet.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;FONT color=#ff00ff size=4&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial color=#ff00ff size=4&gt;Failure doesn't mean you  have accomplished nothing..&lt;BR&gt;It does mean you have learned  something.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;FONT color=#ff00ff size=4&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial color=#ff00ff size=4&gt;Failure doesn't mean you  have been a fool&lt;BR&gt;It does mean you had a lot of faith.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;FONT color=#ff00ff size=4&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial color=#ff00ff size=4&gt;Failure doesn't mean you  have been disgraced.&lt;BR&gt;It does mean you are willing to try.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;FONT color=#ff00ff size=4&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial color=#ff00ff size=4&gt;Failure doesn't mean you  don't have it.&lt;BR&gt;It does mean you have to do something in a different  way.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;FONT color=#ff00ff size=4&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial color=#ff00ff size=4&gt;Failure doesn't mean you  are inferior&lt;BR&gt;It does mean you are not perfect.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;FONT color=#ff00ff size=4&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial color=#ff00ff size=4&gt;Failure doesn't mean you  have wasted your time..&lt;BR&gt;It does mean you have a reason to start  afresh.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;FONT color=#ff00ff size=4&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial color=#ff00ff size=4&gt;Failure doesn't mean you  should give up..&lt;BR&gt;It does mean you must try harder.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;FONT color=#ff00ff size=4&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial color=#ff00ff size=4&gt;Failure doesn't mean  you'll never make it.&lt;BR&gt;It does mean it will take a little  longer.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;FONT color=#ff00ff size=4&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial color=#ff00ff size=4&gt;Failure doesn't mean God  has abandoned you&lt;BR&gt;It does mean God has a better idea.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;FONT  face=Arial color=#ff00ff size=4&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7304795710008224335-1486233106386372422?l=vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com/feeds/1486233106386372422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com/2007/09/failure.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304795710008224335/posts/default/1486233106386372422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304795710008224335/posts/default/1486233106386372422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com/2007/09/failure.html' title='Failure means What ?'/><author><name>Vikram Jeet Singh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06456805133047774814</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_nufIRuAsokE/SEJv0hPcQFI/AAAAAAAAAJU/VZOZN2Zdmvg/S220/logo.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7304795710008224335.post-7961721457028573935</id><published>2007-09-04T23:10:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-06-25T21:28:29.233+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Quotable Quotes</title><content type='html'>&lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial color=#808080&gt;1. It hurts to love someone and  not be loved in return,&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial color=#808080&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial color=#808080&gt;But what is more painful is to  love someone&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;FONT color=#808080&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial color=#808080&gt;and never find the  courage&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;FONT color=#808080&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial color=#808080&gt;to let that person  know&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;FONT color=#808080&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial color=#808080&gt;how you feel.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;FONT color=#808080&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial color=#808080&gt;**********&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;FONT color=#808080&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial color=#808080&gt;2. A sad thing in life is when  you meet someone&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;FONT color=#808080&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial color=#808080&gt;who means a lot to  you,&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;FONT color=#808080&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial color=#808080&gt;only to find out in the end  that it was&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;FONT color=#808080&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial color=#808080&gt;never meant to be and you just  have to let go.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;FONT color=#808080&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial color=#808080&gt;**********&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;FONT color=#808080&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial color=#808080&gt;3. The best kind of  friend&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;FONT color=#808080&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial color=#808080&gt;is the kind you can sit on a  porch&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;FONT color=#808080&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial color=#808080&gt;swing with, never say a word,  and then walk&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;FONT color=#808080&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial color=#808080&gt;away feeling like it was the  best conversation&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;FONT color=#808080&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial color=#808080&gt;you've ever had.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;FONT color=#808080&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial color=#808080&gt;**********&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;FONT color=#808080&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial color=#808080&gt;4. It's true that we don't know  what&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;FONT color=#808080&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial color=#808080&gt;we've got until we lose it,  but&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;FONT color=#808080&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial color=#808080&gt;it's also true that we don't  know what we've&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;FONT color=#808080&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial color=#808080&gt;been missing until it  arrives.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;FONT color=#808080&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial color=#808080&gt;**********&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;FONT color=#808080&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial color=#808080&gt;5. It takes only a  minute&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;FONT color=#808080&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial color=#808080&gt;to get a crush on someone, an  hour to&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;FONT color=#808080&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial color=#808080&gt;like someone, and a day to love  someone-but it&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;FONT color=#808080&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial color=#808080&gt;takes a lifetime to forget that  someone.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;FONT color=#808080&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial color=#808080&gt;**********&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;FONT color=#808080&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial color=#808080&gt;6. Don't go for looks; they can  deceive.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;FONT color=#808080&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial color=#808080&gt;Don't go for wealth; even that  fades away.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;FONT color=#808080&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial color=#808080&gt;Go for someone who makes you  smile because it&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;FONT color=#808080&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial color=#808080&gt;Takes only a smile to make a  dark day seem bright.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;FONT color=#808080&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial color=#808080&gt;**********&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;FONT color=#808080&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial color=#808080&gt;7. Dream what you want to  dream;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;FONT color=#808080&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial color=#808080&gt;Go where you want to  go;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;FONT color=#808080&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial color=#808080&gt;Be what you want to be, because  you have only&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;FONT color=#808080&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial color=#808080&gt;One life and one chance to do  all the things you&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;FONT color=#808080&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial color=#808080&gt;Want to do.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;FONT color=#808080&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial color=#808080&gt;**********&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;FONT color=#808080&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial color=#808080&gt;8. Always put yourself in the  other's shoes. If&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;FONT color=#808080&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial color=#808080&gt;you feel that it hurts you, it  probably hurts the&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;FONT color=#808080&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial color=#808080&gt;person too.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;FONT color=#808080&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial color=#808080&gt;**********&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;FONT color=#808080&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial color=#808080&gt;9. A careless word may kindle  strife;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;FONT color=#808080&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial color=#808080&gt;A cruel word may wreck a  life;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;FONT color=#808080&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial color=#808080&gt;A timely word may level  stress;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;FONT color=#808080&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial color=#808080&gt;A loving word may heal and  bless.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;FONT color=#808080&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial color=#808080&gt;**********&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;FONT color=#808080&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial color=#808080&gt;10. The happiest of people  don't necessarily have&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;FONT color=#808080&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial color=#808080&gt;The best of  everything&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;FONT color=#808080&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial color=#808080&gt;They just make the most of  everything&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;FONT color=#808080&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial color=#808080&gt;That comes along their  way.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;FONT color=#808080&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial color=#808080&gt;**********&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;FONT color=#808080&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial color=#808080&gt;11.When you were born, you were  crying and everyone&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;FONT color=#808080&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial color=#808080&gt;around you was  smiling.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;FONT color=#808080&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial color=#808080&gt;Live your life so that when you  die,&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;FONT color=#808080&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial color=#808080&gt;you're the one smiling and  everyone around you is&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;FONT color=#808080&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial color=#808080&gt;crying.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;FONT color=#808080&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial color=#808080&gt;********&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial color=#00ff00  size=2&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7304795710008224335-7961721457028573935?l=vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com/feeds/7961721457028573935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com/2007/09/quotable-quotes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304795710008224335/posts/default/7961721457028573935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304795710008224335/posts/default/7961721457028573935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com/2007/09/quotable-quotes.html' title='Quotable Quotes'/><author><name>Vikram Jeet Singh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06456805133047774814</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_nufIRuAsokE/SEJv0hPcQFI/AAAAAAAAAJU/VZOZN2Zdmvg/S220/logo.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7304795710008224335.post-8175914560145044462</id><published>2007-08-16T21:18:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-06-25T21:26:46.687+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Friendship Explained in English Language Character Set</title><content type='html'>&lt;DIV align=left&gt;&amp;nbsp;GOOD FRIEND:-&lt;BR&gt;(A)ccepts you as you are&lt;BR&gt;(B)elives in  "you"&lt;BR&gt;(C)alls you just to say "HI"&lt;BR&gt;(D)oesn't give up on you&lt;BR&gt;(E)nvisions  the whole of you(even the unfinished parts)&lt;BR&gt;(F)orgives your  mistakes&lt;BR&gt;(G)ives unconditionally&lt;BR&gt;(H)elps you&lt;BR&gt;(I)nvites you  over&lt;BR&gt;(J)ust "be"without you&lt;BR&gt;(K)eeps you close at heart&lt;BR&gt;(L)oves you for  who you are&lt;BR&gt;(M)akes a difference in your life&lt;BR&gt;(N)ever Judges&lt;BR&gt;(O)ffer  support&lt;BR&gt;(P)icks you up&lt;BR&gt;(Q)uiets yours fears&lt;BR&gt;(R)aises your  spirits&lt;BR&gt;(S)ays nice things about you&lt;BR&gt;(T)ells you the truth when you need  to hear it&lt;BR&gt;(U)nderstands you&lt;BR&gt;(V)alues you&lt;BR&gt;(W)alks beside  you&lt;BR&gt;(X)-plains thing you don't understand&lt;BR&gt;(Y)ells when you won't listen  and&lt;BR&gt;(Z)aps you back to reality.......... &lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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Singh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06456805133047774814</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_nufIRuAsokE/SEJv0hPcQFI/AAAAAAAAAJU/VZOZN2Zdmvg/S220/logo.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7304795710008224335.post-9076067123349123279</id><published>2007-08-15T21:53:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-12-31T11:08:46.068+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Jai Hind</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;█████████████████████████████&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #008400;"&gt;█████████████████████████████&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;внααяαт нυмкσ נααи ѕє  ρуααяα нαι&lt;br /&gt;נαвѕє иуααяα gυℓιѕтααи нαмαяα нαι&lt;br /&gt;внααяαт нυмкσ נααи ѕє ρуααяα  нαι&lt;br /&gt;נαвѕє иуααяα gυℓιѕтααи нαмαяα нαι&lt;br /&gt;ѕα∂ιуσи ѕє внααяαт внσσмι  ∂υиιуα&lt;br /&gt;кι ѕнααи нαι&lt;br /&gt;внααяαт мαα кι яαкѕнα мєιи נєєωαи&lt;br /&gt;кυявααи  нαι&lt;br /&gt;внααяαт нυмкσ נααи ѕє ρуααяα нαι&lt;br /&gt;נαвѕє иуααяα gυℓιѕтααи нαмαяα  нαι&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;υנα∂є иαнιи αρиα ¢нαмαи&lt;br /&gt;тσσтє иαнιи αρиα ναтαи&lt;br /&gt;мαи∂ιя  уαнαи&lt;br /&gt;мαѕנι∂ уαнαи&lt;br /&gt;нιи∂υ уαнαи&lt;br /&gt;мυѕℓιм уαнαи&lt;br /&gt;мιℓкє яαнєιи нυм ρуααя  ѕє&lt;br /&gt;נααgσ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;нιи∂υѕтαиι иααм нαмαяα нαι&lt;br /&gt;ѕαвѕє ρуααяα ∂єѕн нαмαяα  нαι&lt;br /&gt;נαимвнσσмι нαι нαмαяι ѕнααи ѕє&lt;br /&gt;кαнєиgє нυм&lt;br /&gt;ѕαв нι тσ внαι внαι  ρуααя ѕє&lt;br /&gt;яαнєиgє нυм&lt;br /&gt;нιи∂υѕтαиι иααм нαмαяα нαι&lt;br /&gt;ѕαвѕє ρуααяα ∂єѕн  нαмαяα нαι&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;αѕѕαм ѕє gυנαяαт тαк&lt;br /&gt;вєиgαℓ ѕє мαнαяαѕнтяα тαк&lt;br /&gt;נααтι кαι  нυм єк нαιи&lt;br /&gt;внααѕнα кαι ѕυя єк нαι&lt;br /&gt;кαѕнмιя ѕє мα∂яαѕ тαк&lt;br /&gt;кєн ∂σ ѕαвнι  нυм єк нαιи&lt;br /&gt;ααωααz ∂σ нυм єк нαιи&lt;br /&gt;נααgσ .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7304795710008224335-9076067123349123279?l=vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com/feeds/9076067123349123279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com/2007/08/jai-hind_22.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304795710008224335/posts/default/9076067123349123279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304795710008224335/posts/default/9076067123349123279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com/2007/08/jai-hind_22.html' title='Jai Hind'/><author><name>Vikram Jeet Singh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06456805133047774814</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_nufIRuAsokE/SEJv0hPcQFI/AAAAAAAAAJU/VZOZN2Zdmvg/S220/logo.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7304795710008224335.post-7482628210499942371</id><published>2007-08-12T13:47:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2008-06-26T11:26:43.093+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Relationships'/><title type='text'>Friendship is Precious because.........</title><content type='html'>&lt;DIV align=center&gt;&amp;nbsp;Friendship is precious! ••••••♣₪♣&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;♣ not only in  the shade,&lt;BR&gt;♣ but in the sunshine of life;&lt;BR&gt;♣ and thanks to a  benevolent&lt;BR&gt;♣ arrangement of things,&lt;BR&gt;♣ the greater part of life is  sunshine.&lt;BR&gt;♣ Of all the blossoms in life's garden,&lt;BR&gt;♣ friendship is the most  fragrant&lt;BR&gt;♣ A friend is a gift where&lt;BR&gt;♣ worth cannot be measured&lt;BR&gt;♣ except  by the heart&lt;BR&gt;♣ Be full of sympathy toward each other,&lt;BR&gt;♣ loving one another  with tender hearts&lt;BR&gt;♣ and humble minds&lt;BR&gt;♣ Friendship is sharing openly,&lt;BR&gt;♣  laughing often,&lt;BR&gt;♣ trusting always,&lt;BR&gt;♣ caring deeply&lt;BR&gt;♣ We can pour our  heart out to a friend&lt;BR&gt;♣ knowing that gentle hands will take and sift it,&lt;BR&gt;♣  keep what is worth keeping,&lt;BR&gt;♣ and with a breath of kindness,&lt;BR&gt;♣ blow the  rest away&lt;BR&gt;♣ Thank YOU for being my friend ••••••♣ &lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7304795710008224335-7482628210499942371?l=vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com/feeds/7482628210499942371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com/2007/08/friendship_7210.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304795710008224335/posts/default/7482628210499942371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304795710008224335/posts/default/7482628210499942371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com/2007/08/friendship_7210.html' title='Friendship is Precious because.........'/><author><name>Vikram Jeet Singh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06456805133047774814</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_nufIRuAsokE/SEJv0hPcQFI/AAAAAAAAAJU/VZOZN2Zdmvg/S220/logo.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7304795710008224335.post-9062759861287898184</id><published>2007-08-12T13:46:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2008-06-25T21:28:29.234+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Friendship Orkut Scrap</title><content type='html'>&lt;DIV  align=center&gt;&amp;nbsp;███─█─────█─███─███─███&lt;BR&gt;█───█─────█─█───█────█&lt;BR&gt;███─█──█──█─██──██───█&lt;BR&gt;──█─█─█─█─█─█───█────█&lt;BR&gt;███─██───██─███─███──█&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;███─███──███─███─██───█─███─&lt;BR&gt;█───█─█───█──█───█─█──█─█──█&lt;BR&gt;███─██────█──██──█──█─█─█──█&lt;BR&gt;█───█─█───█──█───█───██─█──█&lt;BR&gt;█───█──█─███─███─█────█─███─&lt;BR&gt;....._.;_'.-._&lt;BR&gt;Friend  ship is not collection of hearts ...&lt;BR&gt;but it is a selection of  hearts...&lt;BR&gt;all friends r not gud ....&lt;BR&gt;but good friends are very  few....&lt;BR&gt;which include  u.......&lt;BR&gt;...{`--..-.'_,}&lt;BR&gt;.{;..\,__...-'/}&lt;BR&gt;.{..'-`.._;..-';&lt;BR&gt;....`'--.._..-'&lt;BR&gt;........,--\\..,-"-.&lt;BR&gt;........`-..\(..'-...\&lt;BR&gt;...............\.;---,/&lt;BR&gt;..........,-""-;\&lt;BR&gt;......../....-'.)..\&lt;BR&gt;........\,---'`...\\&lt;BR&gt;.....................\  &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;HAPPY FRIENDSHIP DAY!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7304795710008224335-9062759861287898184?l=vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com/feeds/9062759861287898184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com/2007/08/friendship_5168.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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type='html'>&lt;DIV align=center&gt;&amp;nbsp;.........♥T♥H♥I♥S♥&lt;BR&gt;…………...♥I♥S♥  ♥F♥O♥R♥&lt;BR&gt;...................♥O♥U♥R♥&lt;BR&gt;.............F♥R♥I♥E♥N♥D♥S♥H♥I♥P&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;¨¨¨_..._¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨  _..._&lt;BR&gt;,.~´¨¨`~.¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨.~`¨ ¨ ~.&lt;BR&gt;/¨ ¨ ¨ ¨ ¨}¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨{ ¨ ¨ ¨ ¨  ¨\&lt;BR&gt;.\¨._.'`~~/.¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨\~~`'._¨ /&lt;BR&gt;.{_,}¨ ¨-(. ¨¨¨¨¨.¨¨¨¨¨¨¨)- ¨  {,_}&lt;BR&gt;.¨,'-,___.' ¨¨¨¨¨ .-. ¨¨¨¨¨¨ '.___,-',&lt;BR&gt;¨./¨ ¨|_ /|¨¨¨..Hi, ¨¨¨¨¨|\  _|¨ \&lt;BR&gt;¨/¨ ¨.`|_/¨¨¨Frndship ¨¨¨¨\_| `¨ ¨\&lt;BR&gt;./¨ ¨\ /.¨¨¨¨¨¨¨banD.¨¨¨¨¨¨.\¨  ¨/ ¨ \&lt;BR&gt;/¨ ¨ .'--;_ ¨¨¨¨¨ 4u.¨¨¨¨¨¨¨_;--' .¨ ¨.\&lt;BR&gt;¨ ¨ ¨ ¨_\`\¨¨¨¨ | |.¨¨¨¨¨  ¨/` ¨ ¨ ¨ ¨ /_&lt;BR&gt;\¨¨¨¨¨¨/ |`-._¨ | |`¨¨¨¨¨ ¨\¨ ¨.___.-'|  \&lt;BR&gt;¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨`--`-¨¨¨¨&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7304795710008224335-4947908804069221594?l=vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com' alt='' 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TIME&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;FRIENDSHIP MEAN KILLER OF  LIFE&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;FRIENDSHIP MEAN TEASING&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;FRIENDSHIP MEAN  JOKING&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;FRIENDSHIP MEAN GOOD RELATIONSHIP&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;FRIENDSHIP MEAN GOOD  PARTNER&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;FRIENDSHIP MEAN CALLING IN A SAVIOR CONDITION&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;FRIENDSHIP  MEAN LEAVING IN A SAVIOR CONDITION&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;FRIENDSHIP MEAN LIVING IN A GOOD  CONDITION&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;FRIENDSHIP MEAN TIME PASS&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;FRIENDSHIP MEAN  INVESTIGATE&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;FRIENDSHIP MEANS A PART OF LIFE&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;FRIENDSHIP MEANS A  NICE THING&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;FRIENDSHIP MEANS A RIVER&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;FRIENDSHIP MEAN  WINDS&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;FRIENDSHIP MEAN Reply&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7304795710008224335-1322248834784710279?l=vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com' alt='' 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3I888888&lt;BR&gt;________________"I888_&lt;BR&gt;__________________"I8,&lt;BR&gt;___________________"I8&lt;BR&gt;____________________"I8_&lt;BR&gt;________,mmeem.m""i,_I8""__,mmeem,'.&lt;BR&gt;_______m""____._"8.8_I8__,8"___.__"88&lt;BR&gt;______i8__._'__,mi""8I8_,8_._'__,8"_88&lt;BR&gt;______88.'_,mm""____"8I88"m,,mm'"  8&lt;BR&gt;______"8_m""_________"I8  ""'&lt;BR&gt;_______"8_____________I8&lt;BR&gt;______________________I8&lt;BR&gt;______________________I8""&lt;BR&gt;______________________I8&lt;BR&gt;______________________I8&lt;BR&gt;____________________""I8&lt;BR&gt;______________________I&lt;BR&gt;OUR  FRIENDSHIP JUST LIKE  ROSE&lt;BR&gt;If&lt;BR&gt;u&lt;BR&gt;R&lt;BR&gt;a&lt;BR&gt;Chocolate,&lt;BR&gt;u&lt;BR&gt;R&lt;BR&gt;sweetest,&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;If&lt;BR&gt;u&lt;BR&gt;R&lt;BR&gt;a&lt;BR&gt;Bear,&lt;BR&gt;U&lt;BR&gt;R&lt;BR&gt;Most  Hugable,&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;If&lt;BR&gt;u&lt;BR&gt;R&lt;BR&gt;a&lt;BR&gt;Star,&lt;BR&gt;u&lt;BR&gt;r&lt;BR&gt;brightest,&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;If&lt;BR&gt;u&lt;BR&gt;r&lt;BR&gt;My  friend,&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;"Oh My God".......&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;I AM THE LUCKIEST&lt;FONT face=Arial  size=2&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7304795710008224335-391500889987072205?l=vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com/feeds/391500889987072205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com/2007/08/friend.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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Friends are.......</title><content type='html'>&lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=2&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=2&gt;&lt;FONT face="Times New Roman"  size=3&gt;Some friends are like a Flower&lt;BR&gt;*.¸¸.*♥´¨`♥*.¸&lt;BR&gt;and when they finally  bloom&lt;BR&gt;*.¸¸.*♥´¨`♥*.&lt;BR&gt;¸they wilt away&lt;BR&gt;*.¸¸.*♥´¨`♥*.¸&lt;BR&gt;in just one  day&lt;BR&gt;*.¸¸.*♥´¨`♥*.¸&lt;BR&gt;and some times just by noon&lt;BR&gt;*.¸¸.*♥´¨`♥*.¸&lt;BR&gt;Some  friends are like a cloudy day&lt;BR&gt;*.¸¸.*♥´¨`♥*.¸&lt;BR&gt;and when the sun's in  sight&lt;BR&gt;*.¸¸.*♥´¨`♥*.¸&lt;BR&gt;it gets blocked by the grayest  cloud&lt;BR&gt;*.¸¸.*♥´¨`♥*.¸&lt;BR&gt;and day turns into night&lt;BR&gt;*.¸¸.*♥´¨`♥*.¸&lt;BR&gt;Some  friends are like a maple tree*&lt;BR&gt;.¸¸.*♥´¨`♥*.¸&lt;BR&gt;and with the slightest  breeze&lt;BR&gt;*.¸¸.*♥´¨`♥*.¸&lt;BR&gt;the coloured leaves&lt;BR&gt;*.¸¸.*♥´¨`♥*.¸&lt;BR&gt;they all  come loose&lt;BR&gt;*.¸¸.*♥´¨`♥*.¸&lt;BR&gt;and float away with ease&lt;BR&gt;*.¸¸.*♥´¨`♥*.¸&lt;BR&gt;I  know i have a Friend like that and YES&lt;BR&gt;*.¸¸.*♥´¨`♥*.¸&lt;BR&gt;that friend is you  !!!!!&lt;BR&gt;*.¸¸.*♥´¨`♥*.¸&lt;BR&gt;U R very caring n hvng a beautiful  heart&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7304795710008224335-545193414284899020?l=vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com/feeds/545193414284899020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com/2007/08/friendship_10.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304795710008224335/posts/default/545193414284899020'/><link rel='self' 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type='html'>&lt;DIV&gt;&amp;nbsp;´¯`°¤.¸.¤.¸.¤°´¯`´¯`°¤.¸.¤.¸.¤°´¯`´¯`°¤.&lt;WBR&gt;¸.¤.¸.¤°´¯`´¯`°¤.&lt;BR&gt;´¯`°¤.¸.¤.¸.¤°´¯`´¯`°¤.¸.¤.¸.¤°´¯`´¯`°¤.&lt;WBR&gt;¸.¤.¸.¤°´¯`´¯`°¤.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;_______**********______*********_______&lt;BR&gt;____***_________***__***________***____&lt;BR&gt;___***____________****___________***___&lt;BR&gt;__***______________**_____________***__&lt;BR&gt;__***____HEARTBEATS  R COUNTLESS____***__&lt;BR&gt;__***_______SPIRITS R  AGELESS_______***__&lt;BR&gt;___***_______DREAMS R ENDLESS_____***__&lt;BR&gt;____***FRIENDS  LIKE U R  PRICELESS___***___&lt;BR&gt;_____***______Thx_4_being_______***_____&lt;BR&gt;______***_________  A&lt;BR&gt;__________***____GUD_&lt;BR&gt;________***_____  FRIEND_______***_______&lt;BR&gt;__________***______________***_________&lt;BR&gt;____________***__________***___________&lt;BR&gt;_______________***____***______________&lt;BR&gt;_________________******________________&lt;BR&gt;___________________**_______________&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;´¯`°¤.¸.¤.¸.¤°´¯`´¯`°¤.¸.¤.¸.¤°´¯`´¯`°¤.&lt;WBR&gt;¸.¤.¸.¤°´¯`´¯`°¤.&lt;BR&gt;´¯`°¤.¸.¤.¸.¤°´¯`´¯`°¤.¸.¤.¸.¤°´¯`´¯`°¤.&lt;WBR&gt;¸.¤.¸.¤°´¯`´¯`°¤.&lt;BR&gt;...♥T♥H♥I♥S♥&lt;BR&gt;..♥I♥S♥  ♥F♥O♥R♥&lt;BR&gt;.......♥O♥U♥R♥&lt;BR&gt;...F♥R♥I♥E♥N♥D♥S♥H♥I♥P&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7304795710008224335-8558090661001781395?l=vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com/feeds/8558090661001781395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com/2007/08/friendship_07.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304795710008224335/posts/default/8558090661001781395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304795710008224335/posts/default/8558090661001781395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com/2007/08/friendship_07.html' title='Friendship Orkut Scrap'/><author><name>Vikram Jeet Singh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06456805133047774814</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_nufIRuAsokE/SEJv0hPcQFI/AAAAAAAAAJU/VZOZN2Zdmvg/S220/logo.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7304795710008224335.post-1362787673601738613</id><published>2007-08-06T22:39:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2008-06-25T21:28:29.235+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Colours in Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;DIV align=center&gt;()°.¸.°()°.¸. °()°.¸.°()°.¸.°()&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Life wud be so  dull and boring if the nature didnt have any colours.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Our life too has  different colours of ....&lt;BR&gt;"Happiness &amp;amp; Joy"&lt;BR&gt;"Fire &amp;amp;  Passion"&lt;BR&gt;"Love &amp;amp; Friendship"&lt;BR&gt;"Sadness, Tears &amp;amp;  Lonliness"&lt;BR&gt;"Succes &amp;amp; Failure"&lt;BR&gt;"Aim &amp;amp; Goal"&lt;BR&gt;"Dreams"&lt;BR&gt;"All the  Emotions &amp;amp; Mood of Life"&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;()°.¸.°()°.¸.  °()°.¸.°()°.¸.°()&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Life is gr8 big canvas&lt;BR&gt;Throw all the paint U  can at it...&lt;BR&gt;..BRIGHT Colour are the Morning,&lt;BR&gt;DARK Colour are the  Night...,&lt;BR&gt;...SEVEN Days gives Seven Colours,&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;May RAINBOW Color be ur  Life...&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;()°.¸.°()°.¸. °()°.¸.°()°.¸.°()&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7304795710008224335-1362787673601738613?l=vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com/feeds/1362787673601738613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com/2007/08/blessings.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304795710008224335/posts/default/1362787673601738613'/><link rel='self' 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I checked the whole list again yesterday &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Waiter: Would you  like your coffee black? &lt;BR&gt;Customer: What other colors do you have?  &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Manager: Sorry, but i can't give u a job. I don't need much help.  &lt;BR&gt;Job Applicant: That's all right. In fact I'm just the right person in this  case. You &lt;BR&gt;see, I won't be of much help anyway!! &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Dad: Son, what do u  want for ur birthday? &lt;BR&gt;Son: Not much dad, Just a radio with a sports car  around it. &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Diner: I can't eat such a rotten chicken. Call the manager!  &lt;BR&gt;Waiter: It's no use. He won't eat it either. &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Diner: You'll drive me  to my grave! &lt;BR&gt;Waiter: Well, you don't expect to walk there, do you?  &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Husband: U know, wife, our son got his brain from me. &lt;BR&gt;Wife: I think  he did, I've still got mine with me!&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Man: Officer! There's a bomb in my  garden! &lt;BR&gt;Officer: Don't worry. If no one claims it within three days, you can  keep it. &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Father: Your teacher says she finds it impossible to teach you  anything! &lt;BR&gt;Son: That's why I say she's no good!&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;Boy : May I hold your hand?&lt;BR&gt;Girl : No thanks, it isn't  heavy.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Girl : Say you love me! Say you love me!&lt;BR&gt;Boy : You love  me...&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Girl : If we become engaged will you give me a ring??&lt;BR&gt;Boy :  Sure, what's your phone number??&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Girl : I think the poorest people are  the happiest.&lt;BR&gt;Boy : Then marry me and we'll be the happiest  couple&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Girl : Darling, I want to dance like this forever.&lt;BR&gt;Boy : Don't  you ever want to improve??&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Boy : I love you and I could die for  you!&lt;BR&gt;Girl : How soon??&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Boy : I would go to the end of the world for  you!&lt;BR&gt;Girl : Yes, but would you stay there??&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Sharon : Have you ever had  a hot passionate, burning kiss??&lt;BR&gt;Tracy : I did once. He'd forgotten to take  the cigarette out of his mouth.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Man : You remind me of the sea.&lt;BR&gt;Woman  : Because I'm wild, romantic and exciting?&lt;BR&gt;Man : NO, because you make me  sick&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;DIV&gt;1. At the movies: When you meet acquaintances/friends...&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;Stupid Question:-&lt;BR&gt;Hey, what are you doing here?&lt;BR&gt;Answer:-&lt;BR&gt;Don't u  know, I sell tickets in black over here..&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;2. In the bus: A heavy lady  wearing pointed high-heeled shoes steps on&amp;nbsp;your feet...&lt;BR&gt;Stupid  Question:-&lt;BR&gt;Sorry, did that hurt?&lt;BR&gt;Answer:-&lt;BR&gt;No, not at all, I'm on local  anesthesia.....why don't you try again.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;3. At a funeral: One of the  teary-eyed people ask...&lt;BR&gt;Stupid Question:-&lt;BR&gt;Why, why him, of all  people?&lt;BR&gt;Answer:-&lt;BR&gt;Why? Would it rather have been you?&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;4. At a  restaurant: When you ask the waiter&lt;BR&gt;Stupid Question:-&lt;BR&gt;Is the "Butter  Paneer Masala" dish good?&lt;BR&gt;Answer:-&lt;BR&gt;No, its terrible and made of  adulterated cement. We occassionaly also spit in it.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;5. At a family  get-together: When some distant aunt meets you after years...&lt;BR&gt;Stupid  Question:-&lt;BR&gt;Munna, Chickoo, you've become so big!&lt;BR&gt;Answer:-&lt;BR&gt;Well you  haven't particularly shrunk yourself.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;6. When a friend announces her  wedding, and you ask...&lt;BR&gt;Stupid Question:-&lt;BR&gt;Is the guy you're marrying  good?&lt;BR&gt;Answer:-&lt;BR&gt;No,he's a miserable wife-beating , insensitive lout...it's  just the money.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;7. When you get woken up at midnight by a phone  call...&lt;BR&gt;Stupid Question:-&lt;BR&gt;Sorry. were you sleeping?&lt;BR&gt;Answer:-&lt;BR&gt;No. I  was doing research on whether the Zulu tribes in Africa marry or &lt;BR&gt;not. You  thought I was sleeping....you dumb witted moron.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;8. When you see a  friend/colleague with evidently shorter hair...&lt;BR&gt;Stupid Question:-&lt;BR&gt;Hey have  you had a haircut?&lt;BR&gt;Answer:-&lt;BR&gt;No, its autumn and I'm  shedding......&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;9. At the dentist when he's sticking pointed objects in  your mouth...&lt;BR&gt;Stupid Question:-&lt;BR&gt;Tell me if it hurts?&lt;BR&gt;Answer:-&lt;BR&gt;No it  wont. It will just bleed.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;10. You are smoking a cigarette and a cute  woman asks...&lt;BR&gt;Stupid Question:-&lt;BR&gt;Oh, so you smoke.&lt;BR&gt;Answer:-&lt;BR&gt;Gosh,  it's a miracle .......it was a piece of chalk and now it's in  flames!!!&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=2&gt;&lt;FONT face="Times New Roman" size=3&gt;HE: I'm a  photographer I've been looking for a face like yours! &lt;BR&gt;SHE: I'm a plastic  surgeon. I've been looking for a face like &lt;BR&gt;yours!! &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;FONT  face=Arial size=2&gt;&lt;FONT face="Times New Roman" size=3&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;BR&gt;HE: May I have the pleasure of this dance? &lt;BR&gt;SHE: No, I'd like to  have some pleasure too!!! &lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;BR&gt;HE: How did you get to be so beautiful? &lt;BR&gt;SHE: I must have been given  your share!!! &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;HE: Will you come out with me this Saturday? &lt;BR&gt;SHE:  Sorry! I'm having a headache this weekend!!! &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;HE: Go on, don't be shy.  Ask me out! &lt;BR&gt;SHE: Okay, get out!!! &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;HE: I think I could make you very  happy &lt;BR&gt;SHE: Why? Are you leaving? &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;HE: What would you say if I asked u  to marry me? &lt;BR&gt;SHE: Nothing. I can't talk and laugh at the same time!!!  &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;HE: Can I have your name? &lt;BR&gt;SHE: Why, don't you already have one?  &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;HE: Shall we go and see a film? &lt;BR&gt;SHE: I've already seen it!!!  &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;HE: Do you think it was fate that brought us together? &lt;BR&gt;SHE: Nah, it  was plain bad luck!!! &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;HE: Where have you been all my life? &lt;BR&gt;SHE:  Hiding from you.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7304795710008224335-812138823285912256?l=vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com/feeds/812138823285912256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com/2007/07/short-sweet_29.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304795710008224335/posts/default/812138823285912256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304795710008224335/posts/default/812138823285912256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com/2007/07/short-sweet_29.html' title='Short &amp; Sweet Q &amp; A'/><author><name>Vikram Jeet Singh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06456805133047774814</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_nufIRuAsokE/SEJv0hPcQFI/AAAAAAAAAJU/VZOZN2Zdmvg/S220/logo.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7304795710008224335.post-5201156564293565595</id><published>2007-07-29T17:32:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-06-25T21:28:29.236+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Be Like This(Hindi)</title><content type='html'>&lt;DIV&gt;रहो जमीं पे, मगर आसमां का ख्वाब रखो,&lt;BR&gt;तुम अपनी सोच को हर वक्त लाजवाब  रखो.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;खड़े न हो सको इतना न सर झुकाओ कभी,&lt;BR&gt;तुम अपने हाथ में किरदार की  किताब रखो.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;उभर रहा जो सूरज, तो धूप निकलेगी&lt;BR&gt;उजालों में रहो, मत धुंध का  हिसाब रखो.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;मिले तो ऐसे कि कोई न भूल पाये तुम्हें&lt;BR&gt;महक वंफा की रखो और  बेहिसाब रखो.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;अक्लमंदों में रहो तो अक्लमंदों की तरह&lt;BR&gt;और नादानों में रहना  हो रहो नादान से.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;वो जो कल था और अपना भी नहीं था दोस्तों&lt;BR&gt;आज को लेकिन  सजा लो एक नयी पहचान से.&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7304795710008224335-5201156564293565595?l=vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com/feeds/5201156564293565595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com/2007/07/be-like-this.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304795710008224335/posts/default/5201156564293565595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304795710008224335/posts/default/5201156564293565595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com/2007/07/be-like-this.html' title='Be Like This(Hindi)'/><author><name>Vikram Jeet Singh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06456805133047774814</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_nufIRuAsokE/SEJv0hPcQFI/AAAAAAAAAJU/VZOZN2Zdmvg/S220/logo.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7304795710008224335.post-5744913926926542453</id><published>2007-07-29T17:26:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-06-26T11:21:14.375+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Meaning of a Kiss</title><content type='html'>&lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=2&gt;&lt;FONT face="Times New Roman"  size=3&gt;What every kiss means :&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;~Kiss on the stomach = I'm ready&lt;BR&gt;~Kiss  on the Forehead = I hope we're together forever&lt;BR&gt;~Kiss on the Ear = Your my  everything&lt;BR&gt;~Kiss on the Cheek = You look so cute&lt;BR&gt;~Kiss on the Hand = I  adore you&lt;BR&gt;~Kiss on the Neck = We belong together&lt;BR&gt;~Kiss on the Shoulder = I  want you&lt;BR&gt;~Kiss on the Lips = I love you&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;What the gesture  means...&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;~Holding Hands = We definitely like each other&lt;BR&gt;~Slap on the  butt = That's mine&lt;BR&gt;~Holding on tight = I don't want to let go&lt;BR&gt;~Looking  into each other's Eyes = I just plain love you&lt;BR&gt;~Playing with Hair = Tell me  you love me&lt;BR&gt;~Arms around the Waist = I love you too much to let  go&lt;BR&gt;~Laughing while Kissing = I am completely comfortable with  you&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;***Advice***&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Dont ask for a kiss, take one.&lt;BR&gt;If you were  thinking about someone while reading this,&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=2&gt;&lt;FONT face="Times New Roman"  size=3&gt;you're definitely in Love.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Definitely not a creation of mine, pasted from somewhere else ofcourse)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7304795710008224335-5744913926926542453?l=vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com/feeds/5744913926926542453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com/2007/07/meaning-of-kiss.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304795710008224335/posts/default/5744913926926542453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304795710008224335/posts/default/5744913926926542453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com/2007/07/meaning-of-kiss.html' title='Meaning of a Kiss'/><author><name>Vikram Jeet Singh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06456805133047774814</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_nufIRuAsokE/SEJv0hPcQFI/AAAAAAAAAJU/VZOZN2Zdmvg/S220/logo.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7304795710008224335.post-5751062188258339569</id><published>2007-07-29T17:11:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-06-25T21:28:29.236+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Titanic song in Orkut mood</title><content type='html'>&lt;DIV&gt;Every time in my orkut&lt;BR&gt;I see you. I scrap you.&lt;BR&gt;That is how I know you  go on.&lt;BR&gt;Far across the Scrap Book&lt;BR&gt;And testimonials between us&lt;BR&gt;You have  come to show yourself " single".&lt;BR&gt;Near, far, wherever you are&lt;BR&gt;I believe  that the friends list does go on&lt;BR&gt;Once more you logged on&lt;BR&gt;And you're here  in my scrap book&lt;BR&gt;And my scrap book will go on and on&lt;BR&gt;Testimonials can  touch us one time&lt;BR&gt;And last for sometime&lt;BR&gt;And never let go till we're  friends&lt;BR&gt;Love was when I saw your friends list&lt;BR&gt;One true time I hold  to&lt;BR&gt;In my life I'll surely view her/his profile&lt;BR&gt;Near, far, wherever you  are&lt;BR&gt;I believe that the friends list does go on&lt;BR&gt;Once more you logged  on&lt;BR&gt;And you're here in my scrap book&lt;BR&gt;And my scrap book will go on and  on&lt;BR&gt;There is some amazing profile that will not&lt;BR&gt;go away&lt;BR&gt;You're here,  there's so much to fear,&lt;BR&gt;And I know that my friend will know I checked  her/him out&lt;BR&gt;We'll stay forever this way&lt;BR&gt;You are safe in my friends  list&lt;BR&gt;And my friends list will go on&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7304795710008224335-5751062188258339569?l=vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com/feeds/5751062188258339569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com/2007/07/titanic-song-modified.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304795710008224335/posts/default/5751062188258339569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304795710008224335/posts/default/5751062188258339569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com/2007/07/titanic-song-modified.html' title='Titanic song in Orkut mood'/><author><name>Vikram Jeet Singh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06456805133047774814</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_nufIRuAsokE/SEJv0hPcQFI/AAAAAAAAAJU/VZOZN2Zdmvg/S220/logo.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7304795710008224335.post-4088345448948852454</id><published>2007-07-29T17:08:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-06-25T21:28:29.236+05:30</updated><title type='text'>What is the height of.......</title><content type='html'>&lt;DIV align=center&gt;1. What is height of Fashion? &lt;BR&gt;Dhoti with a zip &lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=2&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;2. What is height of Secrecy? &lt;BR&gt;Offering blank visiting  cards. &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;3. What is height of Active-laziness? &lt;BR&gt;Asking for a lift to  house while on a morning walk.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;4. What is height of Laziness?  &lt;BR&gt;Adopting a child. &lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=2&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;5. What is height of Craziness? &lt;BR&gt;Getting a blank paper  Xeroxed. &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;6. What is height of Forget-fulness? &lt;BR&gt;Seeing the mirror and  trying to recollect when you saw him / her last. &lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;7. What is height of Stupidity? &lt;BR&gt;A man looking through a  keyhole of a glass door.&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;BR&gt;8. What is height of Honesty? &lt;BR&gt;A  pregnant woman taking one and a half ticket.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;9. What is height of  Suicide? &lt;BR&gt;A dwarf jumping from the footpath on the road. &lt;BR&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;10. What is height of De-hydration? &lt;BR&gt;A cow giving milk  powder.&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7304795710008224335-4088345448948852454?l=vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com/feeds/4088345448948852454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com/2007/07/height.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304795710008224335/posts/default/4088345448948852454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304795710008224335/posts/default/4088345448948852454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com/2007/07/height.html' title='What is the height of.......'/><author><name>Vikram Jeet Singh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06456805133047774814</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_nufIRuAsokE/SEJv0hPcQFI/AAAAAAAAAJU/VZOZN2Zdmvg/S220/logo.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7304795710008224335.post-326588310347888164</id><published>2007-07-29T17:05:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-06-25T21:26:46.690+05:30</updated><title type='text'>May God bless you</title><content type='html'>&lt;DIV align=center&gt;May God make your year a happy one!&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Not by shielding  you from all sorrows and pain,&lt;BR&gt;But by strengthening you to bear it, as it  comes;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Not by making your path easy,&lt;BR&gt;But by making you sturdy to  travel any path;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Not by taking hardships from you,&lt;BR&gt;But by taking fear  from your heart;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Not by granting you unbroken sunshine,&lt;BR&gt;But by keeping  your face bright, even in the shadows;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Not by making your life always  pleasant,&lt;BR&gt;But by showing you when people and their causes need you  most,&lt;BR&gt;And by making you anxious to be there to help.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;God's love,  peace, hope and joy to you for the year ahead.&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7304795710008224335-326588310347888164?l=vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com/feeds/326588310347888164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com/2007/07/blessings.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304795710008224335/posts/default/326588310347888164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304795710008224335/posts/default/326588310347888164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com/2007/07/blessings.html' title='May God bless you'/><author><name>Vikram Jeet Singh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06456805133047774814</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_nufIRuAsokE/SEJv0hPcQFI/AAAAAAAAAJU/VZOZN2Zdmvg/S220/logo.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7304795710008224335.post-321530881903813482</id><published>2007-07-29T17:03:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-06-26T11:26:43.093+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Relationships'/><title type='text'>Never loose your Friend</title><content type='html'>&lt;DIV align=center&gt;Around the corner I have a friend, &lt;BR&gt;In this great city that  has no end, &lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;Yet the days go by&amp;nbsp;and weeks rush on, &lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;And before I know it,&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;a year is gone.&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;And I never see my old friends face, &lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;For life is a swift and terrible race, &lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;He knows I like him just as well, &lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;As in the days when I rang his bell. &lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;And he rang mine if we were younger then, &lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;And now we are busy, tired men. &lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;Tired of playing a foolish game, &lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;Tired of trying to make a name. &lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;"Tomorrow" I say! "I will call on Jim" &lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;"Just to show that I'm thinking of him." &lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;But tomorrow comes and tomorrow goes, &lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;And distance between us grows and grows. &lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;Around the corner! yet miles away, &lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;"Here's a telegram sir" "Jim died today." &lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;And that's what we get and deserve in the end. &lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;Around the corner, a vanished friend. &lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Remember to always say what you mean. &lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;If you love or like someone, tell them. &lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;Don't be afraid to express yourself. &lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;Reach out and tell someone what they mean to you.&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&amp;nbsp;Because when you decide that it,&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;is the right time it might be too late. &lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;Seize the day. Never have regrets. &lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;And most importantly, stay&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;close to your friends and family, &lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;for they have helped make you &lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;the person that you are today.&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7304795710008224335-321530881903813482?l=vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com/feeds/321530881903813482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com/2007/07/never-loose-friend.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304795710008224335/posts/default/321530881903813482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304795710008224335/posts/default/321530881903813482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com/2007/07/never-loose-friend.html' title='Never loose your Friend'/><author><name>Vikram Jeet Singh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06456805133047774814</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_nufIRuAsokE/SEJv0hPcQFI/AAAAAAAAAJU/VZOZN2Zdmvg/S220/logo.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7304795710008224335.post-1749543690131225444</id><published>2007-07-29T16:55:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-06-26T11:26:43.093+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Relationships'/><title type='text'>Try to learn something from your Eyes</title><content type='html'>&lt;DIV align=center&gt;They blink together,&lt;BR&gt;They move together,&lt;BR&gt;They cry  together,&lt;BR&gt;They see things together&lt;BR&gt;They sleep together &lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;BUT THEY NEVER SEE EACH OTHER...&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;That's what friendship  really is !! &lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;If I called you and asked you to pick me up because something  happened.... would you come? &lt;BR&gt;If I had one day left to live my life... would  you be part of my last day? &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;If I needed a shoulder to cry on.... would  you give me yours?&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7304795710008224335-1749543690131225444?l=vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com/feeds/1749543690131225444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com/2007/07/relationship-between-eyes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304795710008224335/posts/default/1749543690131225444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304795710008224335/posts/default/1749543690131225444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com/2007/07/relationship-between-eyes.html' title='Try to learn something from your Eyes'/><author><name>Vikram Jeet Singh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06456805133047774814</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_nufIRuAsokE/SEJv0hPcQFI/AAAAAAAAAJU/VZOZN2Zdmvg/S220/logo.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7304795710008224335.post-1467763611346852713</id><published>2007-07-29T16:53:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-06-26T11:26:43.094+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Relationships'/><title type='text'>13 Signs of Falling in Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;DIV align=center&gt;13. When you're on the phone with them late at night and they  hang Up...but you miss them already when it was just two minutes ago&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;12.  You read their texts over and over again...&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;11. You walk really slowly  when you're with them...&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;10. You feel shy whenever you're with  them...&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;9. When you think about them, your heart beats faster and  faster...&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;8 . You smile when you hear their voice...&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;7. When you  look at them, you can't see the other people around You...All you see is  him/her...&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;6. You start listening to slow songs, while thinking of  them...&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;5. They become ALL you think about...&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;4. You get high just  from their scent...&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;3. You realize that you're always smiling to yourself  when you think About them...&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;2. You would do anything for  them...&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;1. While reading this, there was one person on your mind the  whole Time.....&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7304795710008224335-1467763611346852713?l=vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com/feeds/1467763611346852713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com/2007/07/13-signs-of-falling-in-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304795710008224335/posts/default/1467763611346852713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304795710008224335/posts/default/1467763611346852713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com/2007/07/13-signs-of-falling-in-love.html' title='13 Signs of Falling in Love'/><author><name>Vikram Jeet Singh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06456805133047774814</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_nufIRuAsokE/SEJv0hPcQFI/AAAAAAAAAJU/VZOZN2Zdmvg/S220/logo.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7304795710008224335.post-367595737618078106</id><published>2007-07-29T16:42:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-06-26T11:26:43.094+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Relationships'/><title type='text'>The value of your friend</title><content type='html'>&lt;DIV align=center&gt;What would you do if every time you wanted someone they would  never be &lt;BR&gt;there? &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;What would you do if for every moment you were truly  happy there would &lt;BR&gt;be 10 moments of sadness? &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;What would you do if  your best friend died tomorrow and you never got &lt;BR&gt;to tell them how you felt?  &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;So, I just wanted to say, even if I never talk to you again in my life,  &lt;BR&gt;you are special to me and you have made a difference i n my life. &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;I  look up to you, respect you, and truly cherish you. &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Send this to all  your friends, no matter how often you talk, or how &lt;BR&gt;close you are, and send  it to the person who sent it to you. &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Let old friends know you haven't  forgotten them, and tell new friends &lt;BR&gt;you never will. &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Remember,  everyone needs a friend, someday you might feel like you have &lt;BR&gt;NO FRIENDS at  all, just remember this e-mail and take comfort in &lt;BR&gt;knowing somebody out  there cares about you and always will. &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;I'll Always Be There  &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;In times of trouble, &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;In times of need, &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;If you are  feeling SAD, &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;You can count on me. &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;I will give you a  wink,&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Until you smile, &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;give you a hug, &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;And stand by your  side. &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;I'll be there for you till the end, &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;I'll always and  forever, be your friend!&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7304795710008224335-367595737618078106?l=vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com/feeds/367595737618078106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com/2007/07/having-good-friend.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304795710008224335/posts/default/367595737618078106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304795710008224335/posts/default/367595737618078106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com/2007/07/having-good-friend.html' title='The value of your friend'/><author><name>Vikram Jeet Singh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06456805133047774814</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_nufIRuAsokE/SEJv0hPcQFI/AAAAAAAAAJU/VZOZN2Zdmvg/S220/logo.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7304795710008224335.post-1162005192398882099</id><published>2007-07-29T16:39:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2008-06-26T11:29:47.633+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Don't hesitate in initiating a conversation</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both Friends will think the other is busy&lt;br /&gt;And will not contact  thinking it may be disturbing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As time passes both will think let  the other contact.&lt;br /&gt;After that each will think why should I contact  first?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here UR love will be converted to HATE.&lt;br /&gt;Finally without contact  the memory becomes weak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They forget each other.&lt;br /&gt;One fine Day, they  will meet and blame each another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Keep in touch with all  your Friends.&lt;br /&gt;And Pass this to all your Friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to  be one of this Kind.&lt;br /&gt;So here I am to say you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;Hi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;Take Care&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;Keep in Touch Always&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7304795710008224335-1162005192398882099?l=vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com/feeds/1162005192398882099/comments/default' title='Post 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src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_nufIRuAsokE/SEJv0hPcQFI/AAAAAAAAAJU/VZOZN2Zdmvg/S220/logo.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7304795710008224335.post-861732852233461433</id><published>2007-07-29T16:39:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2008-01-12T22:35:40.127+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Keep your tongue always under control</title><content type='html'>&lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=2&gt;&lt;FONT face="Times New Roman"  size=3&gt;I've heard it said don't go to bed&lt;BR&gt;while hanging on to sorrow,&lt;BR&gt;you  may not have the chance to laugh&lt;BR&gt;with those you love tomorrow.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;You may  not mean the words you speak&lt;BR&gt;when anger takes its toll,&lt;BR&gt;you may regret  your actions&lt;BR&gt;once you've lost your self-control.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;When you've lost your  temper&lt;BR&gt;and you've said some hurtful things,&lt;BR&gt;think about the  heartache&lt;BR&gt;that your actions sometime bring.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;You'll never get those  moments back,&lt;BR&gt;such precious time to waste,&lt;BR&gt;and all because of things you  said&lt;BR&gt;in anger and in haste.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;So if you're loving someone&lt;BR&gt;and your  pride has settled in,&lt;BR&gt;you may not ever have the chance&lt;BR&gt;to say to them  again...&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;"I love you and I miss you&lt;BR&gt;and although we don't  agree,&lt;BR&gt;I'll try to see your point of view,&lt;BR&gt;please do the same for  me."&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7304795710008224335-861732852233461433?l=vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com/feeds/861732852233461433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_nufIRuAsokE/SEJv0hPcQFI/AAAAAAAAAJU/VZOZN2Zdmvg/S220/logo.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7304795710008224335.post-8905635619565619021</id><published>2007-07-16T11:16:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-06-25T21:28:29.237+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Movies in the world of IT</title><content type='html'>&lt;DIV&gt;&amp;nbsp;IF BILL GATES START MAKING FILMS IN BOLLYWOOD, NAMES WOULD BE  ::&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;1. Hang To Hona Hi Tha !!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;BR&gt;2. Meri Disc Tumhare Paas  Hai&lt;BR&gt;3. Aao Chat Kare&lt;BR&gt;4. Programmer No.1&lt;BR&gt;5. Mera Naam Developer&lt;BR&gt;6.  Java Wale Job Le Jayenge&lt;BR&gt;7. Hum Apke Memory Mein Rehte Hein&lt;BR&gt;8. Do  Processor Baarah Terminal&lt;BR&gt;9. Tera Code Chal Gaya&lt;BR&gt;10. Har Din Jo Mail  Karega&lt;BR&gt;11. Network Ke Us Paar&lt;BR&gt;12. Debugging Koi Khel Nahi&lt;BR&gt;13. Jish Desh  Mein Bill Gates Rehta Hai&lt;BR&gt;14. Raju Ban Gaya MCSE .!&lt;BR&gt;15. Client Ek Numbari  Programmer Dus Numbari&lt;BR&gt;16. Login Karo Sajana&lt;BR&gt;18. Naukar PC Ka&lt;BR&gt;19. 1942  -- A Bug Story&lt;BR&gt;20. Kaho Na Virus Hai&lt;BR&gt;21. Crash Se Crash Tak&lt;BR&gt;22. Haan  Maine Bhi Debug Kiya Hai&lt;BR&gt;23. Password De Ke Dekho&lt;BR&gt;24. Terminal Apna Login  Parayi&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7304795710008224335-8905635619565619021?l=vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com/feeds/8905635619565619021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com/2007/07/bill-gates-movies.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304795710008224335/posts/default/8905635619565619021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304795710008224335/posts/default/8905635619565619021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com/2007/07/bill-gates-movies.html' title='Movies in the world of IT'/><author><name>Vikram Jeet Singh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06456805133047774814</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_nufIRuAsokE/SEJv0hPcQFI/AAAAAAAAAJU/VZOZN2Zdmvg/S220/logo.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7304795710008224335.post-164588929837554950</id><published>2007-07-15T00:58:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-06-26T11:32:29.817+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Educational'/><title type='text'>Magic Tricks Using Maths</title><content type='html'>&lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=2&gt; &lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;FONT face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size=4&gt;&lt;B&gt;The world of  magic on the face of it seems very distant from the logical precise, predictable  world of mathematics. &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Yet many of the greatest magic tricks ever seen  rely heavily on maths to make them work. In this section we explore some of the  best tricks so that you can amaze your friends.&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" color=#ff0000 size=4&gt;&lt;B&gt;Recurring  Number Magic&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;FONT face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"  size=4&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt; &lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size=4&gt;&lt;FONT  color=#009900&gt;Effect&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;FONT  face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"&gt;You write down the following 8 digit number  on a piece of paper:&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"&gt;1 2 3 4 5 6 7 9&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"&gt;Then ask a friend to circle one of  the digits. Say that they circle number 7.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"&gt;You then ask your friend to  multiply the 8 digit number by 63, and magically the result ends up  being:&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;1 2 3 4 5 6 7  9&lt;BR&gt;&lt;U&gt;x&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;  &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;6 3  &lt;BR&gt;&lt;/U&gt;7&amp;nbsp;7&amp;nbsp;7&amp;nbsp;7&amp;nbsp;7&amp;nbsp;7&amp;nbsp;7&amp;nbsp;7&amp;nbsp;7  &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"&gt;with the answer as a row of the  chosen number 7.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size=4&gt;&lt;FONT color=#009900&gt;The  Secret&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;FONT face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"&gt;When your  friend circles a number, you need to multiply the chosen number by 9 in your  head - if 3 was chosen you would work out 3 x 9 = 27. Then you need to ask your  friend to multiply the 8 digit number by the number you have just worked out. In  the case of 3 being chosen you ask your friend to multiply 12345679 by 27 and  you magically get the answer 333333333.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;FONT size=4&gt; &lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" color=#ff3333&gt;THE NAME OF THE CARD  IS...&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt; &lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size=4&gt;&lt;FONT  color=#009900&gt;Effect&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;FONT  face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"&gt;You secretly predict which card will be  chosen. Then you ask a friend to randomly select a number and count down that  many cards in the deck. At first this card doesn't match your prediction, but  after a few comical adjustments, the name of the card mysteriously appears!  &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" color=#009900 size=4&gt;Things you  need&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;FONT face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size=4&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;FONT  face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"&gt;A deck of playing cards&lt;BR&gt;A  calculator&lt;BR&gt;Paper and pencil &lt;BR&gt;&lt;FONT color=#009900&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;FONT  face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size=4&gt;&lt;FONT color=#009900&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Preparing the  trick&lt;/FONT&gt; &lt;BR&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;FONT face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"&gt;Put the 10 of  Hearts in the eighteenth position down from the top of the deck.  &lt;BR&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;FONT face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size=4&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;FONT  color=#009900&gt;The Secret&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;FONT  face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"&gt;Announce that you are going to predict which  card will be chosen from the deck. On a piece of paper, write: THE NAME OF THE  CARD IS Fold the paper so that your friend doesn't see what you've written and  put it aside until later. Ask your friend to:&lt;BR&gt;1. Enter a 3-digit number into  the calculator. (The first digit must be larger than the last digit.)  &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Example: 845 &lt;BR&gt;2. Reverse this number and subtract it  from the first number. -548 3. &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"&gt;Add the digits in the answer. 297  2+9+7=18 The digits will always add up to 18! &lt;BR&gt;Tell him to count down that  many cards in the deck. It will be the 10 of Hearts. &lt;BR&gt;Finally, ask him to  open the piece of paper and read your prediction. &lt;BR&gt;He'll read, "THE NAME OF  THE CARD IS". &lt;BR&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"&gt;Say that you were in such a hurry  that you forgot to finish your prediction. Then make these adjustments and his  card will mysteriously appear!&lt;BR&gt;-cross off the H in THE &lt;BR&gt;-cross off the AME  in NAME &lt;BR&gt;-cross off the T in THE &lt;BR&gt;-cross off the CD in CARD &lt;BR&gt;-change  the I in IS to a T by crossing the top&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;FONT  face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size=4&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"&gt;leaving &lt;FONT  color=#ff9933&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;FONT face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"  size=4&gt;&lt;FONT color=#ff9933&gt;THE TEN OF HEARTS&lt;/FONT&gt; &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;FONT size=4&gt; &lt;P&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" color=#ff3333&gt;The Mysterious  Aces&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt; &lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" color=#009900  size=4&gt;Effect&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;FONT face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size=4&gt;  &lt;BR&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;FONT face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"&gt;Three aces will magically  appear when the great Mathematical Forces are called.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size=4&gt;&lt;FONT color=#009900&gt;Things  you need&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;FONT face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"&gt;A deck of  cards&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size=4&gt;&lt;FONT  color=#009900&gt;Preparing the trick&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;FONT  face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"&gt;Pick out the aces and any 8. Then count down  seven cards and place the 8 with the four aces underneath it. (In other words,  the 8 is the eighth card and the aces are 9th, 10th, 11th, and 12th cards down.)  &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" color=#009900 size=4&gt;The  Secret&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;FONT face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size=4&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;FONT  face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"&gt;Ask a friend for a number between 10 and 20.  (Be careful 10 works but 20 does not!) Deal out that number of cards into a pile  one at a time. Ask your friend to add the digits of that number. Return that  many cards to the top of the deck one card at a time. Turn over the top card and  it will be and it will be an ACE. (Very cool!!) Set this Ace aside and put the  small pile back on top of the deck. Repeat the trick two more times and get two  more aces. Finally, pretend to ask the Lords of Maths for a sign as to where the  other ACE is. Pretend that they tell you to turn over the top card. (It will be  an 8) Count down that many cards and there will be the final ACE!!! (A quick  example...count out 15 cards one at a time... then put six back one at a  time...and turn over the top card .... An Ace!!!) &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" color=#ff0000 size=4&gt;&lt;B&gt;Number Card  Magic&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;FONT face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"  size=4&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;FONT face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"&gt;Make 5 cards the  same as these: &lt;BR&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" color=#990099&gt;Card A 1 3 5 7 9 11  13 15 17 19 21 23 25 27 29 31 &lt;BR&gt;Card B 2 3 6 7 10 11 14 15 18 19 22 23 26 27  30 31 &lt;BR&gt;Card C 4 5 6 7 12 13 14 15 20 21 22 23 28 29 30 31 &lt;BR&gt;Card D 8 9 10  11 12 13 14 15 24 25 26 27 28 29 30 31 &lt;BR&gt;Card E 16 17 18 19 20 21 22 23 24 25  26 27 28 29 30 31 &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P align=left&gt;&lt;FONT face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"&gt;Get your friend to  choose any number from the cards without telling you the number, but to tell you  all the cards it appears on. You should be able to quickly say what number was  chosen. How?&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P align=left&gt;&lt;FONT face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"&gt;&lt;B&gt;&lt;FONT  color=#ff0000&gt;Superfast Addition&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/B&gt;Get a friend to write down 2  numbers less than 20, one under the other without you seeing them. then your  friend makes a third number by adding the first 2 together and write it below  the first two. Then make a fourth number by adding the second and third, a fifth  by adding the third and fourth, and so on, until there is a column of ten  numbers. Now if you look at the numbers you can quickly give the total of the  column. . &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P align=left&gt;&lt;FONT face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"&gt;All you do is multiply  the seventh number by 11, in the example below it is 142 x11.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P align=left&gt;&lt;FONT face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"&gt;Example  14+9+23+32+55+87+142+229+371+600 =1562 &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P align=left&gt;&lt;FONT face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"&gt;You can multiply by any  number by 11 very quickly in your head - How? The secret is to multiply the  number by 10 first and then add the number to the first result. For the example  above - 10 x 142 = 1420 (the really easy bit - just add 0 to the end), then add  142 to 1420 which gives us the answer 1562 (even that bit's not too difficult  either!). More hints on approximation are found &lt;A  href="http://www.easymaths.com/approximation.htm"&gt;here&lt;/A&gt;.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7304795710008224335-164588929837554950?l=vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com/feeds/164588929837554950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com/2007/07/magic-tricks-using-maths.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304795710008224335/posts/default/164588929837554950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304795710008224335/posts/default/164588929837554950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com/2007/07/magic-tricks-using-maths.html' title='Magic Tricks Using Maths'/><author><name>Vikram Jeet Singh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06456805133047774814</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_nufIRuAsokE/SEJv0hPcQFI/AAAAAAAAAJU/VZOZN2Zdmvg/S220/logo.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7304795710008224335.post-8645274721630940579</id><published>2007-07-15T00:57:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-06-26T11:32:29.817+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Educational'/><title type='text'>Maths Tricks</title><content type='html'>&lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=2&gt; &lt;H4 style="MARGIN: auto 0in"&gt;&lt;FONT face="Times New Roman"&gt;Multiply any two  numbers from 11 to 20 in your head.&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns =  "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/H4&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;FONT face="Times New Roman"  size=3&gt;Take 15 x 13 for example..&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Place the larger no. first in your mind  and then do something like this Take the larger no on the top and the second  digit of the smaller no. in the bottom. &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;15&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;3 &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;The rest is  quite simple. Add 15+3 = 18 . Then multiply 18 x 10 = 180 ...&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Now  multiply the second digit of both the no.s (ie; 5 x 3 = 15) Now add 180 + 15  &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Here is the answer 180 + 15 = 195 .&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Think over it. This is a  simple trick. It will help you a lot.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;FONT face="Times New Roman"  size=3&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;H4 style="MARGIN: auto 0in"&gt;&lt;FONT face="Times New Roman"&gt;Multiply any number  from 1 to 10 by 9&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/H4&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;FONT face="Times New Roman"  size=3&gt;To multiply by 9,try this:&lt;BR&gt;(1) Spread your two hands out and place  them on a desk or table in front of you.&lt;BR&gt;(2) To multiply by 3, fold down the  3rd finger from the left. To multiply by 4, it would be the 4th finger and so  on.&lt;BR&gt;(3) the answer is 27 ... READ it from the two fingers on the left of the  folded down finger and the 7 fingers on the right of it.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;This one was  really cool wasn't it&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;FONT face="Times New Roman"  size=3&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;H4 style="MARGIN: auto 0in"&gt;&lt;FONT face="Times New Roman"&gt;Multiply any two digit  number with 11.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/H4&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;FONT face="Times New Roman"  size=3&gt;This trick is much simpler than the previous one and it is more useful  too. Let the number be 27 . Therefore 27 x 11 &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Divide the number as 2 _ 7  &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Add 2+ 7 = 9&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Thus the answer is 2 9 7&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Wasn't this one  simple. But there is one complication. If you take a number like 57 Thus _57 x  11 &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Divide the number as 5 _ 7&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Add 5 + 7 = 12 &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Now add 1 to  5 and place 2 in the middle so the answer is 5+1_2 _7 = _627 &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Thus the  answer is 627&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;FONT face="Times New Roman"  size=3&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;H4 style="MARGIN: auto 0in"&gt;&lt;FONT face="Times New Roman"&gt;Multiply any number by  11 .&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/H4&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;FONT face="Times New Roman"  size=3&gt;Trick number 2 tells you how to multiply a two digit number by 11 but  what if you have a number like 12345678 . Well that is very easy if you our  trick as given below . Read it carefully. &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Let the number be 12345678 __  thus 12345678 x 11 &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Write down the number as 012345678 ( Add a 0 in the  beginning)&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Now starting from the units digit write down the numbers after  adding the number to the right &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;So the answer will be  135802458&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;This one is simple if you think over it properly all you got to  do is to add the number on the right . If you are getting a carry over then add  that to the number on the left. So I will tell you how I got the answer . Read  carefully. &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;The number was 12345678 ___ I put a 0 before the number ____  so the new number 012345678 &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Now I wrote ___ 012345678 &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Then for  the answer&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;8 + 0 = 8&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;7 + 8 = 15 (1 gets carry carried  over)&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;6+1+7 = 14 ( 1 gets carried over)&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;5 + 1 + 6 = 12 ( 1 gets  carried over)&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;4 + 1 + 5 = 10 ( 1 gets carried over)&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;3 + 1 + 4 =  8&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;2 + 3 = 5&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;1 + 2 = 3&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;0 + 1 = 1&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Thus the answer =  135802458 &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Now I hope you have understood the trick if you want more help  please contact me by e-mail using the contact form given below. Please don't  fail to mention your e-mail address as it is essential to contact  back.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;FONT face="Times New Roman"  size=3&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;H4 style="MARGIN: auto 0in"&gt;&lt;FONT face="Times New Roman"&gt;Square any two digit  number&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/H4&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;FONT face="Times New Roman"  size=3&gt;Suppose the number is 47 . Look for the nearest multiple of 10 . ie; in  this case 50 . We will reach 50 if we add 3 to 47. So multiply (47+3) x (47-3) =  50 x 44 = 2200 This is the 1st interim answer.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;We had added 3 to reach  the nearest multiple of 10 that is 50 thus 3x 3 = 9 This is the second interim  answer.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;The final answer is 2200 + 9 = 2209 ... Practice This one on  paper first.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;FONT face="Times New Roman"  size=3&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;H4 style="MARGIN: auto 0in"&gt;&lt;FONT face="Times New Roman"&gt;Square a 2 Digit  Number, for this example 37:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/H4&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;FONT face="Times New Roman"  size=3&gt;Look for the nearest 10 boundary &lt;BR&gt;In this case up 3 from 37 to 40.  &lt;BR&gt;Since you went UP 3 to 40 go DOWN 3 from 37 to 34. &lt;BR&gt;Now mentally multiply  34x40 &lt;BR&gt;The way I do it is 34x10=340; &lt;BR&gt;Double it mentally to 680 &lt;BR&gt;Double  it again mentally to 1360 &lt;BR&gt;This 1360 is the FIRST interim answer. &lt;BR&gt;37 is  "3" away from the 10 boundary 40. &lt;BR&gt;Square this "3" distance from 10 boundary.  &lt;BR&gt;3x3=9 which is the SECOND interim answer. &lt;BR&gt;Add the two interim answers to  get the final answer. &lt;BR&gt;Answer: 1360 + 9 = 1369 &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;With practice this can  easily be done in your head.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;FONT face="Times New Roman"  size=3&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;H4 style="MARGIN: auto 0in"&gt;&lt;FONT face="Times New Roman"&gt;Squaring numbers in  the hundreds.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/H4&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;FONT face="Times New Roman"  size=3&gt;If the number to be squared is 106: &lt;BR&gt;Square the last two digits (no  carry): 6 x 6 = 36: _ _ _ 3 6 &lt;BR&gt;Add the last two digits (06) to the number:  106 + 6 = 112: 1 1 2 _ _ &lt;BR&gt;So 106 x 106 = 11236. &lt;BR&gt;See the pattern?  &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;If the number to be squared is 112: &lt;BR&gt;Square the last two digits (keep  carry 1): 12 x 12 = 144: _ _ _ 4 4 &lt;BR&gt;Add the last two digits (12) plus the  carry (1) to the number: &lt;BR&gt;112 + 12 + 1 = 125: 1 2 5 _ _ &lt;BR&gt;So 112 x 112 =  12544.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;FONT face="Times New Roman"  size=3&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;H4 style="MARGIN: auto 0in"&gt;&lt;FONT face="Times New Roman"&gt;Squaring a number in  the three hundreds&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/H4&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;FONT face="Times New Roman"  size=3&gt;Choose a number in the 300s (practice with numbers under 310, then  progress to larger ones). &lt;BR&gt;Square the first digit = : 9 _ _ _ _ &lt;BR&gt;The next  two digits will be 6 times the last 2 digits: _ X X _ _ &lt;BR&gt;The last two places  will be the square of the last digit: _ _ _ X X &lt;BR&gt;Example:&lt;BR&gt;If the number to  be squared is 309: &lt;BR&gt;The first digit is 9: 9 _ _ _ _ &lt;BR&gt;The next two digits  are 6 times the last digit: &lt;BR&gt;6 x 9 = 54: _ 5 4 _ _ &lt;BR&gt;Square the last digit:  9 x 9 = 81: _ _ _ 8 1 &lt;BR&gt;So 309 x 309 = 95481.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;For larger numbers  reverse the steps:&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Square the last two digits (keep the carry): _ _ _ X X  &lt;BR&gt;6 times the last two digits + carry: _ X X _ _ &lt;BR&gt;Square the first digit +  carry: X _ _ _ _&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;See the pattern?&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;If the number to be squared  is 325: &lt;BR&gt;Square last two digits (keep carry): &lt;BR&gt;25x25 = 625 (keep 6): _ _ _  2 5 &lt;BR&gt;6 times the last two digits + carry: &lt;BR&gt;6x25 = 150; 150+6 = 156 (keep  1): _ 5 6 _ _ &lt;BR&gt;Square the first digit + carry: &lt;BR&gt;3x3 = 9; 9+1 = 10: 1 0 _ _  _ _ &lt;BR&gt;So 325 x 325 = 105625.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;FONT face="Times New Roman"  size=3&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;H4 style="MARGIN: auto 0in"&gt;&lt;FONT face="Times New Roman"&gt;Squaring numbers in  the five hundreds&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/H4&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;FONT face="Times New Roman"  size=3&gt;Choose a number in the 500s (start with low numbers at first; then  graduate to larger ones). &lt;BR&gt;The first two digits of the square are 25: 2 5 _ _  _ _ &lt;BR&gt;The next two digits will be 10 times the last 2 digits: _ _ X X _ _  &lt;BR&gt;The last two places will be the square of the last two digits: _ _ _ _ X X  &lt;BR&gt;Example:&lt;BR&gt;If the number to be squared is 508: &lt;BR&gt;The first two digits are  25: 2 5 _ _ _ _ &lt;BR&gt;The next two digits are 10 times the last 2 digits: &lt;BR&gt;10 x  8 = 80: _ _ 8 0 _ _ &lt;BR&gt;Square the last digit: 8 x 8 = 64: _ _ _ 6 4 &lt;BR&gt;So 508  x 508 = 258,064.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;For larger numbers reverse the steps:&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Square the  last two digits (keep the carry): _ _ _ _ X X &lt;BR&gt;10 times the last two digits +  carry: _ _ X X _ _ &lt;BR&gt;25 + carry: X X _ _ _ _&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;See the  pattern?&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;If the number to be squared is 525: &lt;BR&gt;Square the last two  digits (keep the carry): &lt;BR&gt;25 x 25 = 625 (keep 6): _ _ _ _ 2 5 &lt;BR&gt;10 times  the last two digits + carry: &lt;BR&gt;10 x 25 = 250; 250 + 6 = 256 (keep 2): _ _ 5 6  _ _ &lt;BR&gt;25 + carry: 25 + 2 - 27: 2 7 _ _ _ _ &lt;BR&gt;So 425 x 425 =  275,625.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;FONT face="Times New Roman"  size=3&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;H4 style="MARGIN: auto 0in"&gt;&lt;FONT face="Times New Roman"&gt;Square a two digit  number ending in five&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/H4&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;FONT face="Times New Roman"  size=3&gt;This one is as easy as the previous ones but you have to pay a little  more attention to this one . Read carefully :&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Let the number be 35  &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;35 x 35 &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Multiply the last digits of both the numbers ; thus ___  5 x 5 = 25 &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;now add 1 to 3 thus 3 + 1 = 4 &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;multiply 4 x 3 = 12  &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;thus answer 1225 &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;You will have to think over this one  carefully.As 5 has to come in the end so the last two digits o the answer will  be 25 . Add 1 to the first digit and multiply it by the original first digit .  Now this answer forms the digits before the 25. Thus we get an answer  .&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;FONT face="Times New Roman"  size=3&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;H4 style="MARGIN: auto 0in"&gt;&lt;FONT face="Times New Roman"&gt;Squaring a number in  the two hundreds.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/H4&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;FONT face="Times New Roman"  size=3&gt;Choose a number in the 200s (practice with numbers under 210, then  progress to larger ones).&lt;BR&gt;Square the first digit = 4: __4 _ _ _ _ &lt;BR&gt;The  next two digits will be 4 times the last 2 digits: _ X X _ _ &lt;BR&gt;The last two  places will be the square of the last digit: _ _ _ X X  &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Example:&lt;BR&gt;If the number to be squared is 206: &lt;BR&gt;The first digit  is 4: 4 _ _ _ _ &lt;BR&gt;The next two digits are 4 times the last two digits : &lt;BR&gt;4  x 6 = 24: _ 2 4 _ _ &lt;BR&gt;Square the last digit: 6 x 6 = 36: _ _ _ 3 6 &lt;BR&gt;So 206  x 206 = 42436.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;For larger numbers work right to left:&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Square the  last two digits (keep the carry): _ _ _ X X &lt;BR&gt;4 times the last two digits +  carry: _ X X _ _ &lt;BR&gt;Square the first digit + carry: X _ _ _ _&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;See the  pattern?&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;If the number to be squared is 225: &lt;BR&gt;Square last two digits  (keep carry): &lt;BR&gt;25x25 = 625 (keep 6): _ _ _ 2 5 &lt;BR&gt;4 times the last two  digits + carry: &lt;BR&gt;4x25 = 100; 100+6 = 106 (keep 1): _ 0 6 _ _ &lt;BR&gt;Square the  first digit + carry: &lt;BR&gt;2x2 = 4; 4+1 = 5: 5 _ _ _ _ &lt;BR&gt;So 225 x 225 =  50625.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;FONT face="Times New Roman"  size=3&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;H4 style="MARGIN: auto 0in"&gt;&lt;FONT face="Times New Roman"&gt;Squaring numbers in  the four hundreds&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/H4&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;FONT face="Times New Roman"  size=3&gt;Choose a number in the 400s (keep the numbers low at first; then progress  to larger ones). &lt;BR&gt;The first two digits of the square are 16: 1 6 _ _ _ _  &lt;BR&gt;The next two digits will be 8 times the last 2 digits: _ _ X X _ _ &lt;BR&gt;The  last two places will be the square of the last two digits: _ _ _ _ X X  &lt;BR&gt;Example:&lt;BR&gt;If the number to be squared is 407: &lt;BR&gt;The first two digits are  16: 1 6 _ _ _ _ &lt;BR&gt;The next two digits are 8 times the last 2 digits: &lt;BR&gt;8 x 7  = 56: _ _ 5 6 _ _ &lt;BR&gt;Square the last digit: 7 x 7 = 49: _ _ _ 4 9 &lt;BR&gt;So 407 x  407 = 165,649.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;For larger numbers reverse the steps:&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Square the  last two digits (keep the carry): _ _ _ _ X X &lt;BR&gt;8 times the last two digits +  carry: _ _ X X _ _ &lt;BR&gt;16 + carry: X X _ _ _ _&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;See the  pattern?&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;If the number to be squared is 425: &lt;BR&gt;Square the last two  digits (keep the carry): &lt;BR&gt;25 x 25 = 625 (keep 6): _ _ _ _ 2 5 &lt;BR&gt;8 times the  last two digits + carry: &lt;BR&gt;8 x 25 = 200; 200 + 6 = 206 (keep 2): _ _ 0 6 _ _  &lt;BR&gt;16 + carry: 16 + 2 = 18: 1 8 _ _ _ _ &lt;BR&gt;So 425 x 425 = 180,625.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;FONT face="Times New Roman"  size=3&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;H4 style="MARGIN: auto 0in"&gt;&lt;FONT face="Times New Roman"&gt;Finding 5 percent of  any number&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/H4&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;FONT face="Times New Roman"  size=3&gt;Trick 1 : Finding 5 percent of any number &lt;BR&gt;Choose a large number (or  sum of money). &lt;BR&gt;Move the decimal point one place to the left. &lt;BR&gt;Divide by 2  (take half of it). &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Example:&lt;BR&gt;If the amount of money selected is Rs.  850: &lt;BR&gt;Move the decimal point one place to the left.: 85 &lt;BR&gt;Divide by 2: 85/2  = 42.50 &lt;BR&gt;So 5% of Rs.850 = Rs.42.50. &lt;BR&gt;See the pattern? &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;If the  amount of money selected is Rs. 4500: &lt;BR&gt;Move the decimal point one place to  the left.: 450 &lt;BR&gt;Divide by 2: 450/2 = 225 &lt;BR&gt;So 5% of Rs.4500 = Rs.  225&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7304795710008224335-8645274721630940579?l=vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com/feeds/8645274721630940579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com/2007/07/maths-tricks.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304795710008224335/posts/default/8645274721630940579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304795710008224335/posts/default/8645274721630940579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com/2007/07/maths-tricks.html' title='Maths Tricks'/><author><name>Vikram Jeet Singh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06456805133047774814</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_nufIRuAsokE/SEJv0hPcQFI/AAAAAAAAAJU/VZOZN2Zdmvg/S220/logo.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7304795710008224335.post-1389280488820477560</id><published>2007-07-14T22:02:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-06-26T11:26:43.094+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Relationships'/><title type='text'>Marriage</title><content type='html'>&lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=2&gt;&lt;FONT face="Times New Roman" size=3&gt;Marriage is not  a word. It is a sentence--a life sentence.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Marriage is very much like a  violin; after the sweet music is over, the strings are attached.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Marriage  is love. Love is blind. Therefore, marriage is an institution for the  blind.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Marriage is an institution in which a man loses his Bachelor's  Degree and the woman gets her Masters.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Marriage is a thing which puts a  ring on a woman's finger and two under the man's eyes.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Marriage  certificate is just another word for a work permit.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Marriage is not just  having a wife, but also worries inherited forever.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Marriage requires a  man to prepare 4 types of "rings":&lt;BR&gt;* The Engagement Ring&lt;BR&gt;* The Wedding  Ring&lt;BR&gt;* The Suffe-Ring&lt;BR&gt;* The  Endu-Ring&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7304795710008224335-1389280488820477560?l=vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com/feeds/1389280488820477560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com/2007/07/marriage.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304795710008224335/posts/default/1389280488820477560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304795710008224335/posts/default/1389280488820477560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com/2007/07/marriage.html' title='Marriage'/><author><name>Vikram Jeet Singh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06456805133047774814</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_nufIRuAsokE/SEJv0hPcQFI/AAAAAAAAAJU/VZOZN2Zdmvg/S220/logo.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7304795710008224335.post-5388539375993663090</id><published>2007-06-19T16:53:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-06-25T21:28:29.237+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Quotable Quotes</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;1. It hurts to love someone and not be loved in return,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;But what is more painful is to love someone&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="GramE"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; never find the courage&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="GramE"&gt;to&lt;/span&gt; let that person know&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="GramE"&gt;how&lt;/span&gt; you feel.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;**********&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;2.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;A sad thing in life is when you meet someone&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="GramE"&gt;who&lt;/span&gt; means a lot to you,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="GramE"&gt;only&lt;/span&gt; to find out in the end that it was&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="GramE"&gt;never&lt;/span&gt; meant to be and you just have to let go.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;**********&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;3. The best kind of friend&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="GramE"&gt;is&lt;/span&gt; the kind you can sit on a porch&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="GramE"&gt;swing&lt;/span&gt; with, never say a word, and then walk&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="GramE"&gt;away&lt;/span&gt; feeling like it was the best conversation&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="GramE"&gt;you've&lt;/span&gt; ever had.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;**********&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;4. &lt;span class="GramE"&gt;It's&lt;/span&gt; true that we don't know what&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="GramE"&gt;we've&lt;/span&gt; got until we lose it, but&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="GramE"&gt;it's&lt;/span&gt; also true that we don't know what we've&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="GramE"&gt;been&lt;/span&gt; missing until it arrives.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;**********&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;5.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It takes only a minute&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="GramE"&gt;to&lt;/span&gt; get a crush on someone, an hour to&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="GramE"&gt;like&lt;/span&gt; someone, and a day to love someone-but it&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="GramE"&gt;takes&lt;/span&gt; a lifetime to forget that someone.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;**********&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;6. Don't go for looks; they can deceive.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;Don't go for wealth; even that fades away.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;Go for someone who makes you smile because it&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;Takes only a smile to make a dark day seem bright.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;**********&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;7. Dream what you want to dream;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;Go where you want to go;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;Be what you want to be, because you have only&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;One life and one chance to do all the things you&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;Want to do.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;**********&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;8.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Always put yourself in the other's shoes. If&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="GramE"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt; feel that it hurts you, it probably hurts the&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="GramE"&gt;person&lt;/span&gt; too.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;**********&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;9. A careless word may kindle strife;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;A cruel word may wreck a life;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;A timely word may level stress;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;A loving word may heal and bless.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;**********&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;10. The happiest of people don't necessarily have&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;The best of everything&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;They just make the most of everything&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;That comes along their way.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;**********&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;11&lt;span class="GramE"&gt;.When&lt;/span&gt; you were born, you were crying and everyone&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="GramE"&gt;around&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;you&lt;/span&gt; was smiling.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;Live your life so that when you die,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="GramE"&gt;you're&lt;/span&gt; the one smiling and everyone around you is&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="GramE"&gt;crying&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;********&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7304795710008224335-5388539375993663090?l=vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com/feeds/5388539375993663090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com/2007/06/quotable-quotes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304795710008224335/posts/default/5388539375993663090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304795710008224335/posts/default/5388539375993663090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com/2007/06/quotable-quotes.html' title='Quotable Quotes'/><author><name>Vikram Jeet Singh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06456805133047774814</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_nufIRuAsokE/SEJv0hPcQFI/AAAAAAAAAJU/VZOZN2Zdmvg/S220/logo.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7304795710008224335.post-7080033338247856518</id><published>2007-06-19T16:49:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-06-26T11:26:43.095+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Relationships'/><title type='text'>I Didn't Get To Say Goodbye</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Arial; color: black;" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Arial; color: black;" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: black;" lang="EN-GB"&gt;She's gone without a reason&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="GramE"&gt;Why&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've loved her all of my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="GramE"&gt;And&lt;/span&gt; then she wasn't there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't get a chance to say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="GramE"&gt;How&lt;/span&gt; much I cared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't even remember the tears&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="GramE"&gt;That&lt;/span&gt; I cried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I really wanted was&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="GramE"&gt;To&lt;/span&gt; tell her Goodbye!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I last saw her I felt I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="GramE"&gt;Wouldn't&lt;/span&gt; see her again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a distance between us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="GramE"&gt;That&lt;/span&gt; I couldn't explain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many words left unspoken&lt;br /&gt;So many hearts left so broken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;!--[if !supportLineBreakNewLine]--&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: black;" lang="EN-GB"&gt;My love for her is forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="GramE"&gt;And&lt;/span&gt; that will never die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll be together always.&lt;br /&gt;Our souls are one with God&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="GramE"&gt;Eternally&lt;/span&gt; and always&lt;br /&gt;Hope&lt;br /&gt;I'll never have to say&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye&lt;br /&gt; &lt;!--[if !supportLineBreakNewLine]--&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: black;" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: black;" lang="EN-GB"&gt; &lt;!--[if !supportLineBreakNewLine]--&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7304795710008224335-7080033338247856518?l=vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com/feeds/7080033338247856518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-didnt-get-to-say-goodbye.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304795710008224335/posts/default/7080033338247856518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304795710008224335/posts/default/7080033338247856518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-didnt-get-to-say-goodbye.html' title='I Didn&apos;t Get To Say Goodbye'/><author><name>Vikram Jeet Singh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06456805133047774814</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_nufIRuAsokE/SEJv0hPcQFI/AAAAAAAAAJU/VZOZN2Zdmvg/S220/logo.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7304795710008224335.post-2864888374330921729</id><published>2007-05-26T23:17:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-06-25T21:26:46.692+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Circle of Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Zindagi hai to Khwaab Hai&lt;br /&gt;Khwaab Hai To Manzilein Hai&lt;br /&gt;Manzilein Hai To Fasaley Hai&lt;br /&gt;Fasaley Hai To Rastey Hai&lt;br /&gt;Rastay Hai To Mushkilein Hai&lt;br /&gt;Mushkilein Hai To Hausla Hai&lt;br /&gt;Hausla Hai To Vishawas Hai&lt;br /&gt;Vishvas hai to Paisa hai&lt;br /&gt;Paisa hai to Shohrat hai&lt;br /&gt;Shohrat hai to Izzat Hai&lt;br /&gt;Izzat hai to Ladki hai&lt;br /&gt;Ladki hai to Tension hai&lt;br /&gt;Tension hai to Concern hai&lt;br /&gt;Concern hai to a Khayaal hai&lt;br /&gt;Khayaal hai to Khwaab hai&lt;br /&gt;Khawab hai to Growth hai&lt;br /&gt;Growth hai to Zindagi hai&lt;br /&gt;Zindagi hai to khwaab hai&lt;br /&gt;Matlab duniya Gol Gol hai&lt;br /&gt;Bas ghumnewala chahiye&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7304795710008224335-2864888374330921729?l=vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com/feeds/2864888374330921729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com/2007/05/philosophy-about-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304795710008224335/posts/default/2864888374330921729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304795710008224335/posts/default/2864888374330921729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com/2007/05/philosophy-about-life.html' title='Circle of Life'/><author><name>Vikram Jeet Singh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06456805133047774814</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_nufIRuAsokE/SEJv0hPcQFI/AAAAAAAAAJU/VZOZN2Zdmvg/S220/logo.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7304795710008224335.post-5305593124921782426</id><published>2007-05-16T18:52:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-06-25T21:28:29.237+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Well Said</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;God is real, unless declared integer&lt;br /&gt;Two wrongs don't make a right, but three rights make a left.&lt;br /&gt;Do you have trouble making up your mind? Well, yes or no?&lt;br /&gt;The evening news is where they begin with 'Good evening', and then proceed to tell you why it isn't.&lt;br /&gt;Before borrowing money from a friend, decide which you need more.&lt;br /&gt;Death is hereditary.&lt;br /&gt;There are three sides to every argument: your side, my side and the right side.&lt;br /&gt;An expert is someone who takes a subject you understand and makes it sound confusing.&lt;br /&gt;Many things can be preserved in alcohol. Dignity is not one of  them.&lt;br /&gt;Never argue with a fool. People might not know the difference.&lt;br /&gt;When you're right, no one remembers. When you're wrong, no one forgets.&lt;br /&gt;Cheer up, the worst is yet to come.&lt;br /&gt;Always remember that you are absolutely unique. Just like everyone else.&lt;br /&gt;Experience is what a comb gives you after you lose your hair.&lt;br /&gt;Well done is better than well said.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone makes mistakes. The trick is to make them when nobody is looking.&lt;br /&gt;They say hard work never hurts anybody, but why take the chance.&lt;br /&gt;Always borrow money from a pessimist.  He won't expect it back.&lt;br /&gt;I like work.  It fascinates me.  I can sit and look at it for hours.&lt;br /&gt;If you can't see the bright side of life, polish the dull side.&lt;br /&gt;Where there's a will, there are five hundred relatives.&lt;br /&gt;I have a drinking problem - I can't afford it.&lt;br /&gt;Good girls go to heaven. Bad girls go anywhere!&lt;br /&gt;Love thy neighbour, but be sure her husband is away.&lt;br /&gt;Everybody wants to go to heaven, but nobody wants to die.&lt;br /&gt;Depression is merely anger without enthusiasm.&lt;br /&gt;Drink 'til she's cute, but stop before the wedding.&lt;br /&gt;I almost had a psychic girlfriend but she left me before we met.&lt;br /&gt;I intend to live forever - so far, so good.&lt;br /&gt;If Barbie is so popular, why do you have to buy her friends?&lt;br /&gt;When everything's coming your way, you're in the wrong lane.&lt;br /&gt;Ambition is a poor excuse for not having enough sense to be lazy.&lt;br /&gt;If I worked as much as others, I would do as little as they.&lt;br /&gt;If everything seems to be going well, you have obviously overlooked something.&lt;br /&gt;Many people quit looking for work when they find a job.&lt;br /&gt;When I'm not in my right mind, my left mind gets pretty crowded.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone has a photographic memory.  Some don't have film.&lt;br /&gt;Boycott SHAMpoo! Demand the REALpoo!&lt;br /&gt;What happens if you get scared half to death twice?&lt;br /&gt;I poured Spot remover on my dog. Now he's gone.&lt;br /&gt;I used to have an open mind but my brains kept falling out.&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't repair your brakes, so I made your horn louder.&lt;br /&gt;For Sale: Parachute. Only used once, never opened, small stain.&lt;br /&gt;OK, so what's the speed of dark?&lt;br /&gt;Skill is successfully walking a tightrope over Niagara Falls. Intelligence is not trying.&lt;br /&gt;Join The Army, Visit exotic places, meet strange &amp;amp; interesting people, then kill them.&lt;br /&gt;WARNING: consumption of alcohol may lead you to think people are laughing WITH you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7304795710008224335-5305593124921782426?l=vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com/feeds/5305593124921782426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com/2007/05/well-said.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304795710008224335/posts/default/5305593124921782426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304795710008224335/posts/default/5305593124921782426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com/2007/05/well-said.html' title='Well Said'/><author><name>Vikram Jeet Singh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06456805133047774814</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_nufIRuAsokE/SEJv0hPcQFI/AAAAAAAAAJU/VZOZN2Zdmvg/S220/logo.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7304795710008224335.post-4574677220755626945</id><published>2007-05-16T18:50:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-06-26T11:26:43.095+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Relationships'/><title type='text'>Difference between Love &amp; Like</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; “Do u know what’s the difference between Love &amp; Like?&lt;br /&gt;Maybe u can get the answer from the following sentences.&lt;br /&gt;But, I think some of them are NOT ALWAYS true for everyone!!&lt;br /&gt;Hope they can help u to distinguish between the ambiguous feelings&lt;br /&gt;between Love and Like”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love &amp; Like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Differences between Love and Like……&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In front of the person u love, your heart beats faster,&lt;br /&gt;But in front of the person you like, you get happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In front of the person u love, winter seems like spring,&lt;br /&gt;But in front of the person u like, winter is just a beautiful winter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If u look into the eyes of the one u love, u blush,&lt;br /&gt;But if u look into the eyes of the one u like, u smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In front of the person u love, u can’t say everything in your mind,&lt;br /&gt;But in front of the person u like, u can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In front of the person u love, u tend to get shy,&lt;br /&gt;But in front of the person u like, u can show your own self.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The person u love, comes into your mind every 2 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;You can’t look straight into the eyes of the one u love,&lt;br /&gt;But you can always smile into the eyes of the one u like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the one u love is crying, u cry with them,&lt;br /&gt;But when the one u like is crying, u end up comforting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The feeling of love starts from the eye,&lt;br /&gt;The feeling of like starts from the ear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, if u stop liking a person u used to like,&lt;br /&gt;All u need to do is cover your ears,&lt;br /&gt;But…if u try to close your eyes,&lt;br /&gt;Love turns into a drop of tear and remains in your heart forever thereafter…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7304795710008224335-4574677220755626945?l=vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com/feeds/4574677220755626945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com/2007/05/love-like.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304795710008224335/posts/default/4574677220755626945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304795710008224335/posts/default/4574677220755626945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com/2007/05/love-like.html' title='Difference between Love &amp; Like'/><author><name>Vikram Jeet Singh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06456805133047774814</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_nufIRuAsokE/SEJv0hPcQFI/AAAAAAAAAJU/VZOZN2Zdmvg/S220/logo.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7304795710008224335.post-3202972174142853411</id><published>2007-05-16T18:31:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-06-26T11:26:43.095+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Relationships'/><title type='text'>If You Love Someone . . .</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If you love some one because you think that he or she is really gorgeous ...then it's not love..it's - Infatuation . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you love some one because you think that you shouldn't leave him/her because others think that you shouldn't ... then it's not love..it's - compromise . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you love some one because you think that you cannot live without his/her touch ....then it's not love ..it's - lust . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you love some one because you have been kissed by him ...then it's not love..it's - inferiority complex . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you love some one because you cannot leave him thinking that it would hurt his feelings ..then it's not love ..it's - charity . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you love some one because you share every thing with him ...then it's not love..it's - friendship . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But if you feel the pain of the other person more than him even when he is stableand you cry for him ..that's - LOVE . . .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7304795710008224335-3202972174142853411?l=vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_nufIRuAsokE/SEJv0hPcQFI/AAAAAAAAAJU/VZOZN2Zdmvg/S220/logo.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7304795710008224335.post-3707516133923951492</id><published>2007-05-14T16:13:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-06-25T21:28:29.237+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Definition Of An Engineer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ENGINEER WOH HAI JO PAK GAYA HAI&lt;br /&gt;DEGREE KI PADHAI ME&lt;br /&gt;SUBMISSIONS KI GEHRAI ME&lt;br /&gt;TEAMWORK KI CHATTIE ME&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ENGINEER WOH HAI JO PHAS GAYA HAI&lt;br /&gt;CAMPUS INTERVIEWS KE MAAL ME&lt;br /&gt;S/W TESTING COMPANIES KI CHAAL ME&lt;br /&gt;INTERNALS AUR EXTERNALS KI MAAR ME&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ENGINEER WOH HAI&lt;br /&gt;JO LUNCH TIME ME BREAKFAST KARTA HAI&lt;br /&gt;DINNER TIME ME LUNCH KARTA HAI&lt;br /&gt;3 AM ASSIGNMENT KARTE-KARTE JUICE PEETA HAI&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ENGINEER WAHI HAI JO SEMISTER KE STARTING ME&lt;br /&gt;MAZE KARTA HAI&lt;br /&gt;EXAMS ME HI PADHAI KARTA HAI&lt;br /&gt;SUBMISSIONS HAMESHA DEADLINES KE BAAD KARTA HAI&lt;br /&gt;EXAMS KE EK DIN PEHLE BHI ORKUT PE ONLINE MILTA HAI...........&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7304795710008224335-3707516133923951492?l=vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com/feeds/3707516133923951492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com/2007/05/definition-of-engineer.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304795710008224335/posts/default/3707516133923951492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304795710008224335/posts/default/3707516133923951492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com/2007/05/definition-of-engineer.html' title='Definition Of An Engineer'/><author><name>Vikram Jeet Singh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06456805133047774814</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_nufIRuAsokE/SEJv0hPcQFI/AAAAAAAAAJU/VZOZN2Zdmvg/S220/logo.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7304795710008224335.post-4381983087960704577</id><published>2007-05-12T19:05:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-06-26T11:26:43.095+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Relationships'/><title type='text'>Khoobsurat Kaun Hai ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Khoobsurat hain woh lub&lt;br /&gt;Jo pyari batein kartey hain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Khoobsurat hai woh muskurahat&lt;br /&gt;Jo doosron ke chehron per bhi muskan saja de&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Khoobsurat hai woh dil&lt;br /&gt;Jo kisi ke dard ko samjhey&lt;br /&gt;Jo kisi ke dard mein tadpey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Khoobsurat hain woh jazbat&lt;br /&gt;Jo kisi ka ehsaas karein&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Khoobsurat hain woh ehsaas&lt;br /&gt;Jo kisi ke dard ke me dawa baney&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Khoobsurat hain woh batein&lt;br /&gt;Jo kisi ka dil na dukhaein&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Khoobsurat hain woh ankhein&lt;br /&gt;Jin mein pakezgi ho sharm o haya ho&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Khoobsurat hain woh ansoo&lt;br /&gt;Jo kisi ke dard ko mehsoos kerke beh jae&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Khoobsurat hain woh Hath&lt;br /&gt;Jo kisi ko mushkil waqat mein tham lein&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Khoobsurat hain woh kadam&lt;br /&gt;Jo kisi ki madad ke liye aagey badhein !!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Khoobsurat hai woh soch&lt;br /&gt;Jo kisi ke liye acha sochey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Khoobsurat hai woh insan&lt;br /&gt;Jise KHUDA ne ye KHOOBSURATI ada ki hai.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7304795710008224335-4381983087960704577?l=vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com/feeds/4381983087960704577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com/2007/05/khoobsurat.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304795710008224335/posts/default/4381983087960704577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304795710008224335/posts/default/4381983087960704577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com/2007/05/khoobsurat.html' title='Khoobsurat Kaun Hai ?'/><author><name>Vikram Jeet Singh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06456805133047774814</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_nufIRuAsokE/SEJv0hPcQFI/AAAAAAAAAJU/VZOZN2Zdmvg/S220/logo.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7304795710008224335.post-8742625417014675452</id><published>2007-05-12T19:01:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-06-25T21:26:46.693+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Think before you.........</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Today before you think of saying an unkind word&lt;br /&gt;Think of someone who can't speak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before you complain about the taste of your food&lt;br /&gt;Think of someone who has nothing to eat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before you complain about your husband or wife&lt;br /&gt;Think of someone who's crying out to God for a companion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today before you complain about life&lt;br /&gt;Think of someone who went too early to heaven&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before you complain about your children&lt;br /&gt;Think of someone who desires children but they're barren&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before you argue about your dirty house; someone didn't clean or sweep&lt;br /&gt;Think of the people who are living in the streets&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before whining about the distance you drive&lt;br /&gt;Think of someone who walks the same distance with their feet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when you are tired and complain about your job&lt;br /&gt;Think of the unemployed, the disabled and those who wished they had your job&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But before you think of pointing the finger or condemning another&lt;br /&gt;Remember that not one of us are without sin and we all answer to one maker&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when depressing thoughts seem to get you down&lt;br /&gt;Put a smile on your face and thank God you're alive and still around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is a gift&lt;br /&gt;Live it...&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy it...&lt;br /&gt;Celebrate it...&lt;br /&gt;And fulfill it.&lt;br /&gt;And while you are at it give love to someone today&lt;br /&gt;Love someone with what you do and the words you say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Love is not meant to be kept locked inside of us and hidden&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So give it away "Give Love to someone today!" &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7304795710008224335-8742625417014675452?l=vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com/feeds/8742625417014675452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com/2007/05/think.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304795710008224335/posts/default/8742625417014675452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304795710008224335/posts/default/8742625417014675452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com/2007/05/think.html' title='Think before you.........'/><author><name>Vikram Jeet Singh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06456805133047774814</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_nufIRuAsokE/SEJv0hPcQFI/AAAAAAAAAJU/VZOZN2Zdmvg/S220/logo.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7304795710008224335.post-5402476895490071066</id><published>2007-05-12T16:57:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-12-31T11:16:14.151+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Sacrifice by the Sikh Gurus for the sake of a Religion known as Humanity</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nufIRuAsokE/R1_PNpoEyoI/AAAAAAAAAFM/6tqrrRYMXfk/s1600-h/url.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143057132899584642" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nufIRuAsokE/R1_PNpoEyoI/AAAAAAAAAFM/6tqrrRYMXfk/s200/url.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When after Shahjahan fundamentalist Aurangzeb occupied the throne of Delhi he tore to shreds the well debated and so called secular policies of his predecessor Mughal rulers. He, while rejecting all the double-edged policies of the Mughal emperors, took his sword out of the shield to implement God's dictate for converting India into an Islamic state. The entire country was shocked and shudered because of his atrocities. First of all he made Hindu scholars and the Pandit community as his target. He believed that it is because of their preaching and teaching that the entire population of India had not become Muslims despite continuous pressure for many years. He thought that it was necessary to eliminate the Brahmin community for the elimination of that society.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-size: 100%; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kashmiri Pandits approach Guru Teg Bahadur Ji for help:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-size: 100%;"&gt;After getting frustrated by the inhuman cruelties committed by Aurangzeb, Kashmiri Pandits decided to approach the great nationalist, Shri Guru Teg Bahadur, at Anandpur Sahib in Punjab for help, about 500 Pandits, under the leadership of Pandit Kripa Ram, met the Guru.&lt;br /&gt;Shri Guru Teg Bahadur became engrossed in deep thought after listening to the story of the Pandits. His face lit bright like the Sun. The Kshatriya in Him awakened for the protection of religion and nation. His son, Gobind Rai(Shri Guru Gobind Singh Ji), enquired from him the reason of his trance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Guru told his inquisitive son that there is need for the sacrifice of a greatman for protecting the Hindu society from the misfortune. The son of the Guru, who was dedicated to the nation and religion, had the same blood in his veins.&lt;br /&gt;He said instantly "Who else is more great than you ?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-size: 100%;"&gt;With these words of his son, Gobind, Shri Guru Teg Bahadur decided to sacrifice himself for the protection of the sacred thread and vermillion (Tilak). This decision was of national importance, because it changed the course of future history.&lt;br /&gt;Shri Guru Teg Bahadur sent a message to Aurangzeb that if he could convert Teg Bahadur to Islam, every Hindu will become a Muslim.There was a discussion between Aurangzeb and the Guru. The Guru roared like a lion and told the king that he could not change his religion. Forcing anyone to change religion was against humanity. The Mughal ruler is irreligious by following an irreligious path. Honouring his dictates and orders is a deep dishonour for the entire country of India and for the vast Hindu society. He told him that he opposed, strongly, clearly and with determination these evil deeds.Aurangzeb felt losing ground under his feet on seeing the courage and strong religious faith of Guru Teg Bahadur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%; font-style: italic;"&gt;Aurangzeb flared up and gave two options to the Guru - either death or adoption of Islam.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-size: 100%; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Great love for Hindu religion:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Guru opted for the option of death for sacrificing his life for the protection of nation and religion. And for this very purpose he had come from Anandpur Sahib to Delhi.&lt;br /&gt;Teg Bahadur said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"We belong to Hindu religion. How can we give up our highly dear Hindu religion ? This Hindu religion is a source of happiness in this and the other world. No other religion seems to be equal to Hindu religion. Those having mean and unwise bent of mind and give up this religion are wicked and base. Such people suffer greatly in this world and even Yamraj (God of Death) does not get satisfied while punishing them. We are wise and learned. Why should we forsake Hindu religion ? We have a permanent commitment and love for protecting our religion".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-size: 100%;"&gt;This gave birth to a period of cruelty on Guru Teg Bahadur and his colleagues. Tieing to a hot pillar, throwing hot sand on their bodies, wounding their bodies and other intolerable pains became a routine. And whenever anyone was not made unstable, orders were issued to kill them mercilessly.&lt;br /&gt;As per the Fatwah (decree) of the royal Qazi the Gurus first associate, Bhai Dayal, was &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-size: 100%; font-style: italic;"&gt;thrown in a boiling pot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-size: 100%;"&gt; and killed.The second associate Bhai Sati Das, was &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-size: 100%; font-style: italic;"&gt;packed in a bale of cotton which was set ablaze&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-size: 100%;"&gt; and the third one, Bhai Mati Das, was &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-size: 100%; font-style: italic;"&gt;sawed to death.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the immortal sacrifice of these three persons, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-size: 100%; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Shri Guru Teg Bahadur was beheaded at the Chandni Chowk in Delhi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS; font-size: 100%;"&gt;Thus Guruji sacrificed his life for the protection of Hindu religion. Can  anybody lay down his life and that too for the protection of another religion?  This is the reason he is still remembered as &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;"Hind Di Chaddar"&lt;/span&gt;, shield of India.  For the sake of whom he had sacrificed his life, none of the them came forward  to lift his body, fearing that they would also be assassinated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7304795710008224335-5402476895490071066?l=vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com/feeds/5402476895490071066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com/2007/12/sacrifice.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304795710008224335/posts/default/5402476895490071066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304795710008224335/posts/default/5402476895490071066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com/2007/12/sacrifice.html' title='Sacrifice by the Sikh Gurus for the sake of a Religion known as Humanity'/><author><name>Vikram Jeet Singh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06456805133047774814</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_nufIRuAsokE/SEJv0hPcQFI/AAAAAAAAAJU/VZOZN2Zdmvg/S220/logo.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nufIRuAsokE/R1_PNpoEyoI/AAAAAAAAAFM/6tqrrRYMXfk/s72-c/url.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7304795710008224335.post-7216698817399048720</id><published>2007-04-04T23:19:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-12-31T11:02:15.606+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Ideas To Be Successful</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: grey; font-family: Arial;"&gt;Set specific goals and action  steps, and write them down.&amp;nbsp; The single most important step in getting  somewhere is knowing where you're going and having a plan for getting  there.&amp;nbsp; Your goals have to be written out, and so does your plan.&amp;nbsp; Be  specific, date each goal and each step on your action plan.&amp;nbsp; Then follow  it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: grey; font-size: small;"&gt;Read and review your goals  daily.&amp;nbsp; This one could change your life.&amp;nbsp; Keep your goals in front of  you.&amp;nbsp; Always know what you plan to do next.&amp;nbsp; And always take the  action your plan calls for.&amp;nbsp; Review your goals, review your plan, change  them as necessary, and stay with it.&amp;nbsp; It only takes two or three minutes  each morning to read your goals and glance over your plans.&amp;nbsp; You're going  to spend the next 24 hours that day doing something; you might as well be doing  something that counts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: grey; font-size: small;"&gt;Set daily priorities.&amp;nbsp;  Your goals and action plan will tell you what to do.&amp;nbsp; Next, put your  priorities in order.&amp;nbsp; If you make a list, keep it short.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: grey; font-size: small;"&gt;Change your old programs by  learning new Self-Talk.&amp;nbsp; Get rid of any old mental programs that could be  holding you back.&amp;nbsp; Listen to Self-Talk, practice it, and get it  right.&amp;nbsp; Your programs will determine whether you reach your goal or  not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a aiotitle="click to expand" href="javascript:togglecomments('post2')"&gt;Click here to Complete&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="commenthidden" id="post2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: grey; font-size: small;"&gt;Turn off the television.&amp;nbsp; The less television you watch, the more successful you will be.&amp;nbsp; Most television wastes your time, while it programs your mind with the wrong input to be successful.&amp;nbsp; Do your future and your family a favour.&amp;nbsp; As much as you can, break the habit, spend your time doing something of value, and turn the television OFF.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: grey; font-size: small;"&gt;Practice, every day, keeping a positive attitude.&amp;nbsp; Your attitude actually affects the biochemistry of your brain.&amp;nbsp; A bad attitude turns your success switches "off."&amp;nbsp; A good attitude turns them "on."&amp;nbsp; Never listen to the negative opinions of others, and make the choice to eliminate negativity from your life--completely.&amp;nbsp; A good attitude is not an accident; it is a habit and a skill that you have to build for yourself. Practice going through life with your success switches being turned "on."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: grey; font-size: small;"&gt;Associate with people who are more successful than you are.&amp;nbsp; We become most like the people we spend our time with most.&amp;nbsp; Seek out the successful people; people of quality, honour, integrity, and achievement.&amp;nbsp; Spend time with them in person.&amp;nbsp; Listen to them on tape.&amp;nbsp; Or read their stories in books.&amp;nbsp; We get the most from the people who have the most to give.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: grey; font-size: small;"&gt;Live your life based on "values."&amp;nbsp; Your values are the pages on which the story of your life will be written.&amp;nbsp; Practice the values of honesty, integrity, trust, determination, compassion, patience, personal responsibility, the willingness to work, and the courage to endure.&amp;nbsp; All lasting success is built on positive values.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: grey; font-size: small;"&gt;Practice your faith.&amp;nbsp; In the lives of people who are truly successful in every way, you will always find a foundation of faith.&amp;nbsp; If you want to live your life at your best, practice your faith.&amp;nbsp; Not just an hour a week, but every day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: grey; font-size: small;"&gt;Make the choice to believe in yourself and in your future.&amp;nbsp; Believing in yourself is a choice.&amp;nbsp; The people who are the most successful learn to tell themselves they can do it.&amp;nbsp; Practice believing in yourself.&amp;nbsp; Practice telling yourself you can do it; no matter how difficult, no matter what it takes.&amp;nbsp; You've got what it takes.&amp;nbsp; You can do it!&amp;nbsp; You are capable of more than you have ever imagined!&amp;nbsp; Now tell yourself that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: grey; font-size: small;"&gt;Do at least two things each day to improve yourself.&amp;nbsp; This is one of the top ideas on every achiever's list of how to be successful.&amp;nbsp; If you want to get more successful, you have to learn more.&amp;nbsp; Each day, think of two simple things you can do to improve yourself that day.&amp;nbsp; Set some goals about this one.&amp;nbsp; Take small steps.&amp;nbsp; Read something.&amp;nbsp; Listen to something new.&amp;nbsp; Learn something.&amp;nbsp; If you want your life to get better, you have to start by improving yourself, first.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: grey; font-size: small;"&gt;Never quit.&amp;nbsp; Never Stop.&amp;nbsp; Never give up!&amp;nbsp; If you want to be successful at anything, be determined, persevere, stay with it, refuse to give in, don't hesitate, don't hold back, and don't quit until the job is done.&amp;nbsp; If it hasn't worked yet, try harder.&amp;nbsp; If you haven't reached your goal, focus your sights, visualize the outcome, recommit to making it, start again, take action, stay with it, and never, ever, give up!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7304795710008224335-7216698817399048720?l=vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com/feeds/7216698817399048720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com/2007/09/ideas-to-be-successful.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304795710008224335/posts/default/7216698817399048720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304795710008224335/posts/default/7216698817399048720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com/2007/09/ideas-to-be-successful.html' title='Ideas To Be Successful'/><author><name>Vikram Jeet Singh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06456805133047774814</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_nufIRuAsokE/SEJv0hPcQFI/AAAAAAAAAJU/VZOZN2Zdmvg/S220/logo.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7304795710008224335.post-7347720782402922293</id><published>2007-03-29T16:40:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-12-31T11:25:31.442+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Modified Laws of Newton</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;1st:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A&amp;nbsp;boy in love with a  girl,will continue to be in a state of uniform love or constant dating unless an  external force (brother or father of the gal) comes into play and&lt;br /&gt;breaks the  legs of the boy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: small;"&gt;2nd:&lt;br /&gt;The rate of change of intensity of love of a girl towards a boy  is&lt;br /&gt;directly proportional to the instantaneous bank balance of the boy and  &lt;br /&gt;the direction of this love is same to as increment or decrement of  the&lt;br /&gt;bank balance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: small;"&gt;3rd:&lt;br /&gt;The force applied while proposing a girl by a boy is equal and  opposite&lt;br /&gt;to the force applied by the girl while using her sandals to bash him  up.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Not yet gone through research work]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7304795710008224335-7347720782402922293?l=vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com/feeds/7347720782402922293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com/2007/07/laws-of-physics-modified.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304795710008224335/posts/default/7347720782402922293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304795710008224335/posts/default/7347720782402922293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com/2007/07/laws-of-physics-modified.html' title='Modified Laws of Newton'/><author><name>Vikram Jeet Singh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06456805133047774814</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_nufIRuAsokE/SEJv0hPcQFI/AAAAAAAAAJU/VZOZN2Zdmvg/S220/logo.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7304795710008224335.post-1493779786566271923</id><published>2007-03-21T16:26:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-06-25T21:26:46.693+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Gone are the days!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="FONT-FAMILY: arial"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal; FONT-VARIANT: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normalfont-family:arial;font-size:10pt;" align="center"  &gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal; FONT-VARIANT: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normalfont-family:courier new;font-size:10pt;" align="center"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color:blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;When the school reopened in March &amp; we settled in our new desks and benches!&lt;br /&gt;When we queued up in book depot &amp;amp; got our new books&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:navy;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:black;"&gt;and notes!&lt;br /&gt;When we wanted two Sundays &amp; no Mondays&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;We learnt writing with&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:navy;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:navy;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:black;"&gt;slates and pencils &amp;amp; progressed to fountain &amp; ball pens and then Micro tips!&lt;br /&gt;When we began drawing with crayons and evolved to color pencils and finally sketch pens!&lt;br /&gt;When we started calculating first with tables &amp;amp; advanced to calculators and computers!&lt;br /&gt;When we chased one another in the corridors in Intervals &amp; returned drenched in sweat!&lt;br /&gt;When we had lunch in classrooms, corridors,playground,under the trees and even in cycle sheds!&lt;br /&gt;When all the colours in the world,decorated the campus on the Holidays!&lt;br /&gt;When a single PT period in the Time Table,was awaited more eagerly than the monsoons!&lt;br /&gt;When cricket was played with writing pads as bats &amp;amp; Neckties and socks rolled into balls!&lt;br /&gt;When few played Kabadi &amp; Kho-Kho in scorching sun,while others simply played&lt;br /&gt;book cricket in the confines of classroom!&lt;br /&gt;Of fights but no conspiracies,of Competitions but seldom jealousy!&lt;br /&gt;When we used to watch Live Cricket telecast,In the opposite house in Intervals &amp;amp; Lunch breaks!&lt;br /&gt;When few rushed at 3:00 to conquer window seats in School bus!&lt;br /&gt;While few others had kulfi,milk ice &amp; sharbat at 4o Clock!&lt;br /&gt;Gone are the days of Sports Day,Annual Day &amp;amp; the month long preparations for them.&lt;br /&gt;Gone are the days of the stressful Quarterly,Half Yearly &amp; Annual Exams &amp;amp; the most enjoyed holidays after them!&lt;br /&gt;Gone are the days of tenth &amp; twelfth standards, when we spent almost the whole year writing revision tests!&lt;br /&gt;We learnt,We enjoyed,We played,We won,We lost,We laughed,We cried,We fought,We thought.&lt;br /&gt;With so much fun in them, so many friends,so much experience, all this &amp;amp; more!&lt;br /&gt;Gone are the days when we used to talk for hours with our friends!&lt;br /&gt;Now we don't have time to say a 'Hi'!&lt;br /&gt;Gone are the days when we played games on the road,now wecode on the road with the laptop!&lt;br /&gt;Gone are the days when we saw stars shining at night,now we see when our code doesn't work!&lt;br /&gt;Gone are the days when we sat to chat with Friends on grounds,now we chat in chat rooms.....!&lt;br /&gt;Gone are the days where we studied just to pass,now we study to save our job!&lt;br /&gt;Gone are the days where we had no money in our pockets &amp; still fun filled in hearts!!&lt;br /&gt;Now we have the ATM as well as credit card but with an empty heart!!&lt;br /&gt;Gone are the days when we shouted on the road,now we don't shout even at home!!&lt;br /&gt;Gone are the days when we got lectures from all,now we give lectures to all!!&lt;br /&gt;Gone are the days but not the memories,which will be lingering in our hearts for ever!!&lt;br /&gt;Gone are the Days…. But still there are a lot more Days to come in our Life!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal; FONT-VARIANT: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal" align="center" face="arial" size="10pt"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:black;"&gt;NO MATTER HOW BUSY YOU ARE,DON'T FORGET TO LIVE THE LIFE THAT STILL EXISTS….&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7304795710008224335-1493779786566271923?l=vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com/feeds/1493779786566271923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vikramjeetsingh-hp.blogspot.com/2007/03/those-days_21.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304795710008224335/posts/default/1493779786566271923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://
