<?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-10384859</id><updated>2011-11-23T21:55:46.240-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kuch Bhi</title><subtitle type='html'>Don't think anything about this Blog, your not going to get paid for that :-)</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sardarland.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10384859/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sardarland.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Sardar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11681384004234225196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>13</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10384859.post-5870791195438119998</id><published>2008-07-03T08:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T08:23:35.433-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i wouldn't be ' i '</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I wouldn't be I, if it wasn't for you&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I wouldn't win the world, if it wasn't for you&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I wouldn't ask from GOD, if it wasn't for you&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I wouldn't die or kill, if it wasn't for you,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I wouldn't laugh, I wuldn't cry&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I wouldn't be bold, I wouldn't be shy&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I wouldn't even open or close my eyes...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;All it is...... all i am&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;wouldn't be what it is...If it wasn't for you&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I wouldn't be i, if it wasn't for you... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10384859-5870791195438119998?l=sardarland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sardarland.blogspot.com/feeds/5870791195438119998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10384859&amp;postID=5870791195438119998' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10384859/posts/default/5870791195438119998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10384859/posts/default/5870791195438119998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sardarland.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-wouldnt-be-i.html' title='i wouldn&apos;t be &apos; i &apos;'/><author><name>Sardar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11681384004234225196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10384859.post-1030176477186838585</id><published>2008-05-10T08:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-31T03:46:34.421-07:00</updated><title type='text'>As it comes..</title><content type='html'>oh... its been long...as always...&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly a thought crossed my mind today.... why??? why??? did i stop writing... not that i was very good or literary rich but still i could really express myself and i did it well yaaaaar...&lt;br /&gt;May be i was too busy with my life... maybe it was not a big passion..maybe i didn't feel the need of expressing my self...maybe i found another way to express my self...or maybe whatever i wanted to express didn't matter....&lt;br /&gt;well a lot of maybe's.. be it...and i'm not even sure i'm gonna start writing after this session again..but something for sure has made me think over it again..&lt;br /&gt;Well its just that a lot is happening too fast these days and obviously a slow starter like me would need some time to think over it and understand or comprehend whats happening...&lt;br /&gt;so i'm gonna take my time and njoy it :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10384859-1030176477186838585?l=sardarland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sardarland.blogspot.com/feeds/1030176477186838585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10384859&amp;postID=1030176477186838585' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10384859/posts/default/1030176477186838585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10384859/posts/default/1030176477186838585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sardarland.blogspot.com/2008/05/oh.html' title='As it comes..'/><author><name>Sardar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11681384004234225196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10384859.post-6789120042171629031</id><published>2007-10-16T14:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-31T03:57:32.187-07:00</updated><title type='text'>**THE DIFFERENCE OF OPINION**</title><content type='html'>Its all a complicated thought, somethings just look so right to someone, but not so right for some one else.. Every one has his own perception about good or bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It gets interesting when the difference of opinion (if i may call it) gets beyond just being that. When you dont wanna talk about something because there is a difference of opinion and you feel like dropping the matter as both the parties involved look at it in different light... shall the matter be actually dropped, or it should be discussed more so as to try and get clarity on the issue, whether the thing that happened should be repeated or not. @#%@#$^% yeah right!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It gets even more complicated when the so called difference of opinion is backed by a casual approach towards the thing that happend as it seems it holds no good or its not of any importance, but try and think if it was not of any importance then why would some one make noises for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of the reasons for difference of opinion could be a small miscommunication, a big pain, a casual error of judgement, a perception ( the fav MBA jargon), or extra concern, diffensive approach, insecurity or a EGO!!! ( if its got to be the way it is).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well it seems i just found a lot of different opinions about **THE DIFFERENCE OF OPINION**.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Celebrate the difference of opinion and not its not being there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;$#%^$#&amp;amp;#^&amp;amp;@ They are right when they say ... Vishu : dont think too much, it never helps!! go to BED.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10384859-6789120042171629031?l=sardarland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sardarland.blogspot.com/feeds/6789120042171629031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10384859&amp;postID=6789120042171629031' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10384859/posts/default/6789120042171629031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10384859/posts/default/6789120042171629031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sardarland.blogspot.com/2007/10/difference-of-opinion.html' title='**THE DIFFERENCE OF OPINION**'/><author><name>Sardar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11681384004234225196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10384859.post-6807461104235782098</id><published>2007-07-19T11:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-19T11:47:21.186-07:00</updated><title type='text'>GOD BLESS !</title><content type='html'>feeling sleepy but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; know y i want to write something...&lt;br /&gt;just wanna pen down...&lt;br /&gt;life looks complete but still not confirmed...&lt;br /&gt;it looks fulfilled, but still vacant..&lt;br /&gt;Changes a re happening every moment...&lt;br /&gt;..i never used to pray....but now i pray &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;at least&lt;/span&gt; 100 times a day...&lt;br /&gt;was a brat...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;stubborn&lt;/span&gt; ass.... not anymore i guess...&lt;br /&gt;use to live life on my terms...cant live without &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;hers&lt;/span&gt; now...&lt;br /&gt;beer glass is taken over by bare love and care...&lt;br /&gt;lone &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;cigarette&lt;/span&gt; smoking is gone because of togetherness...&lt;br /&gt;things have changed....nobody told me to change..but i guess its the desire to be what i actually am.&lt;br /&gt;was lost for sometime...but back on track now....&lt;br /&gt;feels good...feels &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;awesome&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;one word tat i use too often now...GOD BLESS!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10384859-6807461104235782098?l=sardarland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sardarland.blogspot.com/feeds/6807461104235782098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10384859&amp;postID=6807461104235782098' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10384859/posts/default/6807461104235782098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10384859/posts/default/6807461104235782098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sardarland.blogspot.com/2007/07/god-bless.html' title='GOD BLESS !'/><author><name>Sardar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11681384004234225196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10384859.post-113438548340449290</id><published>2005-12-12T02:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-12T03:04:43.420-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Still Lost!</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Out of school, in the college&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;totally blank, no idea what so ever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;what should i do, was the question on mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;just thinking , is it worth studying here, is it worth trying...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;3 years in college, all the time wasted and gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;thinking to aim for ducks, couldn't get any though,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;had lots of fun...enjoyed to the max&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;what i didn't know, was what to do next...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Teen days were over, words of wisdom started pouring in,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;had to do something before its was too late,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;the peer pressure worked again, got into a Business school&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;dating with guls was over, instead got a managements date...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;thought this was the time to make up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;for all the time that was lost,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;thought i must work hard, must be serious&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;afterall it wasn't cheap, it all came at a high cost....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;2 years in MBA, thought i was a master now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;could argue for anything, had my own opinion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;but actually speaking, with all the time and money spent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;"It depends" is all what i learnt...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10384859-113438548340449290?l=sardarland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sardarland.blogspot.com/feeds/113438548340449290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10384859&amp;postID=113438548340449290' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10384859/posts/default/113438548340449290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10384859/posts/default/113438548340449290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sardarland.blogspot.com/2005/12/still-lost.html' title='Still Lost!'/><author><name>Sardar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11681384004234225196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10384859.post-113406243361070056</id><published>2005-12-08T09:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-08T09:20:33.626-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I feel like God</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;I feel free as a bird,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;feel i can touch the sky like her...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;feel i can hide the sun in my eyes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;hold the moon in my wings...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;....a few things that i wish...i know will come true...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;I feel safe as devine...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;like the purest sin,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;i feel I've done it all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;but still keep wishing for more...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;...a few things i wish...i know its not just me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;everyone dreams...me and all....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;I feel i can make dreams come true...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;feel they are waiting for me to prove...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;...feel they are asking a lot...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;as i can do it all....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;i feel like GOD....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10384859-113406243361070056?l=sardarland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sardarland.blogspot.com/feeds/113406243361070056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10384859&amp;postID=113406243361070056' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10384859/posts/default/113406243361070056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10384859/posts/default/113406243361070056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sardarland.blogspot.com/2005/12/i-feel-like-god.html' title='I feel like God'/><author><name>Sardar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11681384004234225196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10384859.post-113193678651632492</id><published>2005-11-13T18:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-13T18:53:06.530-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm not dead, I'm alive</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;The day looks beautiful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;the sun seems brighter,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;i shed off my past, wash away all the stains,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;move ahead for good, relive all my pains&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;i suddenly realise, i'm not dead as yet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I'm alive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;The world is changing colors&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;the smiles are spreading around,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;it seems i can fly, when  i open my eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;i can feel my wings, just a matter of spread&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;i suddenly realise, people are so nic,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;coz I'm not dead, I'm alive... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;walking in the air, looks possible now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;i can see the path of heavenly might,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;i dream of a world of my own&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;where nobody is shy, no one's wild&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;i suddenly realise, i can go by my will&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;not to look at GOD,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;coz I'm not dead, I'm alive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10384859-113193678651632492?l=sardarland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sardarland.blogspot.com/feeds/113193678651632492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10384859&amp;postID=113193678651632492' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10384859/posts/default/113193678651632492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10384859/posts/default/113193678651632492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sardarland.blogspot.com/2005/11/im-not-dead-im-alive.html' title='I&apos;m not dead, I&apos;m alive'/><author><name>Sardar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11681384004234225196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10384859.post-112472931572095259</id><published>2005-08-22T22:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-22T09:48:35.730-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Time as it is...</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;time as it is, bitter and sarcastic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;somtimes comprehends, sometimes pretends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;but its difficult to findout&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;what is it trying to convey and the message it sends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;time as it is, a bit ugly and rough&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;might make you feel good, might sometime just suck&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;the more you try, the more it hurts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;as it pass away, leaving you with the burns...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;time as it is, can change your life,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;no options left, you cant even deny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;it'll chase you till death, will not even leave you in hell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;dont run away from it, it can always catch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;better face its power, just let it hatch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;may be you are lucky, may be a better life you can fetch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;life might turn to be your way,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;the one you've always wanted to live away:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10384859-112472931572095259?l=sardarland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sardarland.blogspot.com/feeds/112472931572095259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10384859&amp;postID=112472931572095259' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10384859/posts/default/112472931572095259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10384859/posts/default/112472931572095259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sardarland.blogspot.com/2005/08/time-as-it-is.html' title='Time as it is...'/><author><name>Sardar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11681384004234225196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10384859.post-112464850567204408</id><published>2005-08-21T23:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-21T11:25:57.576-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Walking the past!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dark silent sky is wondering why&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the sun is lost, why the stars are shy..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;where's everthing gone, why the wind is crying!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;as they use to shine, bringing me to life...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Today the world seems angry, everyone's on a high&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;banging heads with the walls, and trying to hide&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;things were never so uncertain, so hard to try,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;when they use to shine, bringing me to life...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gone are the days, when i use to fly&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;my wings are cut and gone, i'm left lifeless and dry&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;can i walk back a few miles, can someone tell me why&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;they use to shine, bringing me to life...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;whom shall i trust, infront of whom can i cry&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;there's no one around, to hug and bid good bye!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i'm left lifeless and dry, asking why&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the sun is lost, why the stars are shy,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;where's everything gone, why the wind can't suffice&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;as they use to shine, bringing me to life...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10384859-112464850567204408?l=sardarland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sardarland.blogspot.com/feeds/112464850567204408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10384859&amp;postID=112464850567204408' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10384859/posts/default/112464850567204408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10384859/posts/default/112464850567204408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sardarland.blogspot.com/2005/08/walking-past.html' title='Walking the past!!!'/><author><name>Sardar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11681384004234225196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10384859.post-112292145477204685</id><published>2005-08-01T00:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-21T11:28:17.856-07:00</updated><title type='text'>life's a bitch, love it anyways</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;u'll get kicked, u'll get thrown out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;u'll geet blasted or get blown out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;nobody will listen whatever you gotta say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;n u feel, life is a bitch love it anyways...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;u'll never get a chance, u'll never find a way,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;keep looking for a gul till you become a Gay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;whatever you do, you question, why i fail always&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;n u feel life is a bitch, love it anyways...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;u'll go to the place, where others want u to be,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;u'll do things, what others want u to do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;u'll get into the trap, u'll fall as a pray&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;n u feel life is a bitch, love it anyways...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10384859-112292145477204685?l=sardarland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sardarland.blogspot.com/feeds/112292145477204685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10384859&amp;postID=112292145477204685' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10384859/posts/default/112292145477204685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10384859/posts/default/112292145477204685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sardarland.blogspot.com/2005/08/lifes-bitch-love-it-anyways.html' title='life&apos;s a bitch, love it anyways'/><author><name>Sardar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11681384004234225196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10384859.post-112206234758927994</id><published>2005-07-22T12:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-22T12:59:07.596-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This is the way you make me feel</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;When I see you, my heart beats faster&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;while talking to you, my mind goes numb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;when i hold your hand i want to kneel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;this is the way you make me feel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I want to see you laugh, i want to hear you cry,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;when you need me, i wanna be by your side,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;i wanna feel your touch. i wanna kiss you gul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;when i look in your eyes, i feel the chill&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;this is the way you make me feel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;the glow on your face, the spark in your sight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;brings my life into the lime light&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;i dont know how to say, i don't know how to tell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;you are my luv, you are my gul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;when you are with me, i wanna go for the kill&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;this is the way you make me feel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;never leave me alone, never leave me to stray&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;i luv you i say, today and always&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;wish we never be a part, wish never be away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;i belive in you , i belive in us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;no matter what come no matter what may&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;all our pains our luv will heel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;this is the way you make me feel.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div 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feel'/><author><name>Sardar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11681384004234225196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10384859.post-112206281649189078</id><published>2005-07-22T01:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-11-04T08:38:53.503-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The first time luv</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;She said, dont luv me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;she said dont hug me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;its not luv, its something else&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;coz she's not sure of the future or the wedding bells...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;lets go back to the past,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;lets be gud friends, she said&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;the way we used to talk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;jst forget what happened.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;she luvs me i know,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;but she has certain doubts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;she needs sometime, she needs some ground&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;she needs some luv to listen to the sound&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;i hope she realises before i drown.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;i know how she feels, its all on her face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;she cant hide it, her eyes will say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;its the first time luv, its her first xperience&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;that's why i guess, she's confused and curious.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;she has all the time, she has all my luv&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;she can be sure that in the end, i will be there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10384859-112206281649189078?l=sardarland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sardarland.blogspot.com/feeds/112206281649189078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10384859&amp;postID=112206281649189078' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10384859/posts/default/112206281649189078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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don't know,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;I  try to find out..but fail as always...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;looking around helpless for the things that i don't know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;I luv the nature the gift of God &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;but about God I don't know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;I try to look for him, but just can't see....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;maybe he can tell me, what is it that I don't know...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;People say they know me and I know them....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;but how can they know me, coz about myslef I dont know....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;What all I know is that....there is something for sure, that I don't know.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10384859-110664305433807299?l=sardarland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sardarland.blogspot.com/feeds/110664305433807299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10384859&amp;postID=110664305433807299' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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