<?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-766570155048674593</id><updated>2012-02-12T12:04:14.122-08:00</updated><title type='text'>M(utually) A(ssured) D(estruction) !!!</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/766570155048674593/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Srishti Padathiyaar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/R-R_h4GDgAI/AAAAAAAAAxY/PyJYWfyUFkE/S220/ATUAAAB35nz4OdrbrfWTEweEv6pl2nH_L1qEZv2tUPtc9Yk9JyVNalEoVA_Htt8AutUjtiADYbuUBjOgj1Ij-EEVjS_SAJtU9VCxe3YTPajWntJno217vMNpPjFoog.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>89</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-766570155048674593.post-1684593394672260349</id><published>2011-04-12T14:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-12T14:23:18.600-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Metamorphose</title><content type='html'>I cannot afford to cry ...&lt;br /&gt;I cannot even sob in the&lt;br /&gt;silence of my bedroom ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've to be strong ...&lt;br /&gt;Or show the world that I'm bold ...&lt;br /&gt;Or more importantly &lt;br /&gt;that I'm a heartless bitch ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But do not believe &lt;br /&gt;that I'm weak ... I'm bold.&lt;br /&gt;As being weak and caring for others&lt;br /&gt;din't really serve the purpose all these years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until recently, I was a girl confused&lt;br /&gt;of the practicalities and unrealistic modes of life.&lt;br /&gt;Fully driven by emotions that screwed me up to the core!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I decided to change myself.&lt;br /&gt;To transform into something new &lt;br /&gt;that I never knew I could be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So friends, here is the metamorphosis of a girl ...&lt;br /&gt;I'm a heartless bitch now !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... ... ... At least in front of some.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/766570155048674593-1684593394672260349?l=dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com/feeds/1684593394672260349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=766570155048674593&amp;postID=1684593394672260349' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/766570155048674593/posts/default/1684593394672260349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/766570155048674593/posts/default/1684593394672260349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com/2011/04/metamorphose.html' title='Metamorphose'/><author><name>Srishti Padathiyaar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/R-R_h4GDgAI/AAAAAAAAAxY/PyJYWfyUFkE/S220/ATUAAAB35nz4OdrbrfWTEweEv6pl2nH_L1qEZv2tUPtc9Yk9JyVNalEoVA_Htt8AutUjtiADYbuUBjOgj1Ij-EEVjS_SAJtU9VCxe3YTPajWntJno217vMNpPjFoog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-766570155048674593.post-2659276198721347417</id><published>2011-04-07T11:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-07T11:10:23.892-07:00</updated><title type='text'>.... Recap ....</title><content type='html'>I saw you.&lt;br /&gt;I looked at you.&lt;br /&gt;I looked away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart trembled. &lt;br /&gt;I looked again.&lt;br /&gt;This time, you were staring at me.&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't breathe.&lt;br /&gt;I looked away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to come to you.&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to tell you how badly &lt;br /&gt;I loved you all these years.&lt;br /&gt;But when you spoke to me,&lt;br /&gt;all I could ask was 'how are you?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mlmz0Qx_z6Q/TZ39zIBg25I/AAAAAAAAGO0/B6j0n4sJm3E/s1600/conversation%2Bon%2Bthe%2Brailroad%2Btracks.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:left; float:left;margin-right:1em; margin-bottom:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" width="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mlmz0Qx_z6Q/TZ39zIBg25I/AAAAAAAAGO0/B6j0n4sJm3E/s200/conversation%2Bon%2Bthe%2Brailroad%2Btracks.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had almost lost hope.&lt;br /&gt;That's when you appeared in front of me.&lt;br /&gt;I was on a time machine.&lt;br /&gt;Back to the days I loved the most.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was an experience.&lt;br /&gt;I knew it.&lt;br /&gt;It is still an experience. &lt;br /&gt;Now I know it!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/766570155048674593-2659276198721347417?l=dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com/feeds/2659276198721347417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=766570155048674593&amp;postID=2659276198721347417' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/766570155048674593/posts/default/2659276198721347417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/766570155048674593/posts/default/2659276198721347417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com/2011/04/recap.html' title='.... Recap ....'/><author><name>Srishti Padathiyaar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/R-R_h4GDgAI/AAAAAAAAAxY/PyJYWfyUFkE/S220/ATUAAAB35nz4OdrbrfWTEweEv6pl2nH_L1qEZv2tUPtc9Yk9JyVNalEoVA_Htt8AutUjtiADYbuUBjOgj1Ij-EEVjS_SAJtU9VCxe3YTPajWntJno217vMNpPjFoog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mlmz0Qx_z6Q/TZ39zIBg25I/AAAAAAAAGO0/B6j0n4sJm3E/s72-c/conversation%2Bon%2Bthe%2Brailroad%2Btracks.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-766570155048674593.post-7933133548844879213</id><published>2010-04-12T18:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-12T18:57:53.073-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>While I lay on my bed&lt;br /&gt;pondering over her vibrant paintings,&lt;br /&gt;I sensed the unseen rays of &lt;br /&gt;intense emotions that remitted &lt;br /&gt;through the canvases into my conscience !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/S8POvIc7hmI/AAAAAAAAGDA/ojHtvYnOSOM/s1600/frida-kahlo1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/S8POvIc7hmI/AAAAAAAAGDA/ojHtvYnOSOM/s200/frida-kahlo1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459434482421171810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I said. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Señora Frida, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;usted me inspira a que viva &lt;br /&gt;en sufrimientos con todo prospere&lt;br /&gt;en vida a través de poesía y de pinturas !"***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*** (Spanish)&lt;br /&gt;Madam Frida, You inspire me to live in sufferings yet flourish life through poetry and paintings !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/766570155048674593-7933133548844879213?l=dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com/feeds/7933133548844879213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=766570155048674593&amp;postID=7933133548844879213' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/766570155048674593/posts/default/7933133548844879213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/766570155048674593/posts/default/7933133548844879213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com/2010/04/while-i-lay-on-my-bed-pondering-over.html' title=''/><author><name>Srishti Padathiyaar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/R-R_h4GDgAI/AAAAAAAAAxY/PyJYWfyUFkE/S220/ATUAAAB35nz4OdrbrfWTEweEv6pl2nH_L1qEZv2tUPtc9Yk9JyVNalEoVA_Htt8AutUjtiADYbuUBjOgj1Ij-EEVjS_SAJtU9VCxe3YTPajWntJno217vMNpPjFoog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/S8POvIc7hmI/AAAAAAAAGDA/ojHtvYnOSOM/s72-c/frida-kahlo1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-766570155048674593.post-4945710080656949615</id><published>2010-02-22T00:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-22T01:33:17.776-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm trying to&lt;br /&gt;stitch my wounded heart.&lt;br /&gt;It's painful &lt;br /&gt;and I can't do it anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/S4JPPoAHU3I/AAAAAAAAFzk/Y3946LFrz1k/s1600-h/heart.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/S4JPPoAHU3I/AAAAAAAAFzk/Y3946LFrz1k/s200/heart.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440998429671510898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will have to leave it open, &lt;br /&gt;for the germs to eat my wound.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still the pain will be there,&lt;br /&gt;causing slow and horrifying death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My wounds open,&lt;br /&gt;my grieves exposed.&lt;br /&gt;I wish I were &lt;br /&gt;anesthetized by your love,&lt;br /&gt;my wound was stitched,&lt;br /&gt;to be healed forever !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/766570155048674593-4945710080656949615?l=dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com/feeds/4945710080656949615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=766570155048674593&amp;postID=4945710080656949615' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/766570155048674593/posts/default/4945710080656949615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/766570155048674593/posts/default/4945710080656949615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com/2010/02/im-trying-to-stitch-my-wounded-heart.html' title=''/><author><name>Srishti Padathiyaar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/R-R_h4GDgAI/AAAAAAAAAxY/PyJYWfyUFkE/S220/ATUAAAB35nz4OdrbrfWTEweEv6pl2nH_L1qEZv2tUPtc9Yk9JyVNalEoVA_Htt8AutUjtiADYbuUBjOgj1Ij-EEVjS_SAJtU9VCxe3YTPajWntJno217vMNpPjFoog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/S4JPPoAHU3I/AAAAAAAAFzk/Y3946LFrz1k/s72-c/heart.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-766570155048674593.post-4725042072816482179</id><published>2010-02-21T17:10:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-21T17:14:36.866-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A little poem that I wrote for my Darshhh, about the red flower she clicked the other day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As red as a flower,&lt;br /&gt;I could just see the redness.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, the redness of that&lt;br /&gt;thing called 'flower.' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/S4HaF_whH1I/AAAAAAAAFzU/BSy6Gtong2o/s1600-h/27636473.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 158px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/S4HaF_whH1I/AAAAAAAAFzU/BSy6Gtong2o/s200/27636473.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440869621389401938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Redness that stands for &lt;br /&gt;a feeling called 'love'&lt;br /&gt;or &lt;br /&gt;Redness that stands for blood ???!!&lt;br /&gt;I pity the flower for being 'red'&lt;br /&gt;For it never knew, &lt;br /&gt;I would create such a goof about it !!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/766570155048674593-4725042072816482179?l=dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com/feeds/4725042072816482179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=766570155048674593&amp;postID=4725042072816482179' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/766570155048674593/posts/default/4725042072816482179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/766570155048674593/posts/default/4725042072816482179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com/2010/02/little-poem-that-i-wrote-for-my-darshhh.html' title=''/><author><name>Srishti Padathiyaar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/R-R_h4GDgAI/AAAAAAAAAxY/PyJYWfyUFkE/S220/ATUAAAB35nz4OdrbrfWTEweEv6pl2nH_L1qEZv2tUPtc9Yk9JyVNalEoVA_Htt8AutUjtiADYbuUBjOgj1Ij-EEVjS_SAJtU9VCxe3YTPajWntJno217vMNpPjFoog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/S4HaF_whH1I/AAAAAAAAFzU/BSy6Gtong2o/s72-c/27636473.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-766570155048674593.post-2728502430134174236</id><published>2010-02-21T09:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-21T09:22:55.661-08:00</updated><title type='text'>'Better' things !!</title><content type='html'>I've better things to do,&lt;br /&gt;rather than fighting with you !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've better things to do &lt;br /&gt;like missing you ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've better things to do&lt;br /&gt;like cherishing memories of us both ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've better things to do&lt;br /&gt;like crying when you do things not acceptable ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've better things to do&lt;br /&gt;when you give me reasons to hate &lt;br /&gt;and I try to love you more and more !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So  this is it !!!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I've better things to do&lt;br /&gt;rather than fighting with you !!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/766570155048674593-2728502430134174236?l=dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com/feeds/2728502430134174236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=766570155048674593&amp;postID=2728502430134174236' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/766570155048674593/posts/default/2728502430134174236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/766570155048674593/posts/default/2728502430134174236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com/2010/02/better-things.html' title='&apos;Better&apos; things !!'/><author><name>Srishti Padathiyaar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/R-R_h4GDgAI/AAAAAAAAAxY/PyJYWfyUFkE/S220/ATUAAAB35nz4OdrbrfWTEweEv6pl2nH_L1qEZv2tUPtc9Yk9JyVNalEoVA_Htt8AutUjtiADYbuUBjOgj1Ij-EEVjS_SAJtU9VCxe3YTPajWntJno217vMNpPjFoog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-766570155048674593.post-8517746018539255279</id><published>2010-01-25T01:42:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T02:00:47.451-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/S11ruilSRSI/AAAAAAAAFx4/qVqeOZUwqgU/s1600-h/2710950729_bcdf439c02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 142px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/S11ruilSRSI/AAAAAAAAFx4/qVqeOZUwqgU/s200/2710950729_bcdf439c02.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430615172980032802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got hurt today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s good to get hurt at times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That lets you know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how  happy you were.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/766570155048674593-8517746018539255279?l=dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com/feeds/8517746018539255279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=766570155048674593&amp;postID=8517746018539255279' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/766570155048674593/posts/default/8517746018539255279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/766570155048674593/posts/default/8517746018539255279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-got-hurt-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Srishti Padathiyaar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/R-R_h4GDgAI/AAAAAAAAAxY/PyJYWfyUFkE/S220/ATUAAAB35nz4OdrbrfWTEweEv6pl2nH_L1qEZv2tUPtc9Yk9JyVNalEoVA_Htt8AutUjtiADYbuUBjOgj1Ij-EEVjS_SAJtU9VCxe3YTPajWntJno217vMNpPjFoog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/S11ruilSRSI/AAAAAAAAFx4/qVqeOZUwqgU/s72-c/2710950729_bcdf439c02.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-766570155048674593.post-6257717405040982156</id><published>2010-01-09T22:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T22:26:59.641-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/S0ly4unUkrI/AAAAAAAAFs8/__frhbT8Aos/s1600-h/treasure-box.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 188px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/S0ly4unUkrI/AAAAAAAAFs8/__frhbT8Aos/s200/treasure-box.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424993545055670962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I talked about you&lt;br /&gt;to a friend for hours.&lt;br /&gt;He was a good listener…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told about our tales&lt;br /&gt;the whole night …&lt;br /&gt;And now I’m suffering the loss !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why did I do that ?&lt;br /&gt;I knew that you will disturb me again&lt;br /&gt;Still, I couldn’t stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that’s why I kept&lt;br /&gt;you locked in a hidden&lt;br /&gt;chamber deep inside my heart…&lt;br /&gt;Never!!!&lt;br /&gt;Never ever to be opened &lt;br /&gt;and to be forgotten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the past unfolded &lt;br /&gt;And now I’m searching&lt;br /&gt;for the lost key to lock you in again !!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/766570155048674593-6257717405040982156?l=dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com/feeds/6257717405040982156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=766570155048674593&amp;postID=6257717405040982156' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/766570155048674593/posts/default/6257717405040982156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/766570155048674593/posts/default/6257717405040982156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-talked-about-you-to-friend-for-hours.html' title=''/><author><name>Srishti Padathiyaar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/R-R_h4GDgAI/AAAAAAAAAxY/PyJYWfyUFkE/S220/ATUAAAB35nz4OdrbrfWTEweEv6pl2nH_L1qEZv2tUPtc9Yk9JyVNalEoVA_Htt8AutUjtiADYbuUBjOgj1Ij-EEVjS_SAJtU9VCxe3YTPajWntJno217vMNpPjFoog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/S0ly4unUkrI/AAAAAAAAFs8/__frhbT8Aos/s72-c/treasure-box.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-766570155048674593.post-7931143019994320135</id><published>2010-01-09T21:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T21:33:41.246-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/S0llgvUjbxI/AAAAAAAAFs0/Ia9jjrCYo5U/s1600-h/lonelygirl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 151px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/S0llgvUjbxI/AAAAAAAAFs0/Ia9jjrCYo5U/s200/lonelygirl.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424978839277367058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling heavy...&lt;br /&gt;I guess,&lt;br /&gt;my heart weighs a ton now !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You thought my heart was stuffed&lt;br /&gt;with grief and pain ???!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's just empty!!!&lt;br /&gt;And it's my emptiness&lt;br /&gt;that is this heavy !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Missing …&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/766570155048674593-7931143019994320135?l=dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com/feeds/7931143019994320135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=766570155048674593&amp;postID=7931143019994320135' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/766570155048674593/posts/default/7931143019994320135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/766570155048674593/posts/default/7931143019994320135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com/2010/01/feeling-heavy.html' title=''/><author><name>Srishti Padathiyaar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/R-R_h4GDgAI/AAAAAAAAAxY/PyJYWfyUFkE/S220/ATUAAAB35nz4OdrbrfWTEweEv6pl2nH_L1qEZv2tUPtc9Yk9JyVNalEoVA_Htt8AutUjtiADYbuUBjOgj1Ij-EEVjS_SAJtU9VCxe3YTPajWntJno217vMNpPjFoog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/S0llgvUjbxI/AAAAAAAAFs0/Ia9jjrCYo5U/s72-c/lonelygirl.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-766570155048674593.post-6393547236740411822</id><published>2009-12-21T05:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T12:32:11.582-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas message ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/Sy921517ESI/AAAAAAAAFsM/E8FOTQT90Tg/s1600-h/christmas-scene.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 146px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/Sy921517ESI/AAAAAAAAFsM/E8FOTQT90Tg/s200/christmas-scene.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417679545182130466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;London is covered in snow…&lt;br /&gt;Christmas is around the corner …&lt;br /&gt;I believe Christmas stands for goodness &lt;br /&gt;And the snow is covering everything bad &lt;br /&gt;Keeping them underneath until Christmas is over!&lt;br /&gt;Now let us all enjoy giving and taking gifts,&lt;br /&gt;chocolates, wine, hug and kisses &lt;br /&gt;Let us enjoy the Christmas lunch with family,&lt;br /&gt;forgetting the worries and intolerance for each other …&lt;br /&gt;And when the snow melts…&lt;br /&gt;when Christmas is over …&lt;br /&gt;we will be out of this illusion..&lt;br /&gt;and back to the practical world &lt;br /&gt;paying interests for many credit cards &lt;br /&gt;on which we did the Christmas shopping!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/766570155048674593-6393547236740411822?l=dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com/feeds/6393547236740411822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=766570155048674593&amp;postID=6393547236740411822' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/766570155048674593/posts/default/6393547236740411822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/766570155048674593/posts/default/6393547236740411822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-message.html' title='Christmas message ...'/><author><name>Srishti Padathiyaar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/R-R_h4GDgAI/AAAAAAAAAxY/PyJYWfyUFkE/S220/ATUAAAB35nz4OdrbrfWTEweEv6pl2nH_L1qEZv2tUPtc9Yk9JyVNalEoVA_Htt8AutUjtiADYbuUBjOgj1Ij-EEVjS_SAJtU9VCxe3YTPajWntJno217vMNpPjFoog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/Sy921517ESI/AAAAAAAAFsM/E8FOTQT90Tg/s72-c/christmas-scene.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-766570155048674593.post-114950684371492433</id><published>2009-11-14T07:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T14:25:57.616-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I searched for true love.&lt;br /&gt;Knocked on every door, but failed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People said,&lt;br /&gt;"True love is good only in books."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I continue my search ...&lt;br /&gt;For I still feel &lt;br /&gt;true love should be real!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I continue my search ...&lt;br /&gt;For I still feel&lt;br /&gt;true love makes one complete!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to be complete.&lt;br /&gt;So I continue my search ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/766570155048674593-114950684371492433?l=dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com/feeds/114950684371492433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=766570155048674593&amp;postID=114950684371492433' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/766570155048674593/posts/default/114950684371492433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/766570155048674593/posts/default/114950684371492433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-searched-for-true-love.html' title=''/><author><name>Srishti Padathiyaar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/R-R_h4GDgAI/AAAAAAAAAxY/PyJYWfyUFkE/S220/ATUAAAB35nz4OdrbrfWTEweEv6pl2nH_L1qEZv2tUPtc9Yk9JyVNalEoVA_Htt8AutUjtiADYbuUBjOgj1Ij-EEVjS_SAJtU9VCxe3YTPajWntJno217vMNpPjFoog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-766570155048674593.post-5490473685484612622</id><published>2009-11-14T07:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T14:24:47.944-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm a dreamer.&lt;br /&gt;You are an opportunist of my dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I love it.&lt;br /&gt;For you make me dream more...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/766570155048674593-5490473685484612622?l=dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com/feeds/5490473685484612622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=766570155048674593&amp;postID=5490473685484612622' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/766570155048674593/posts/default/5490473685484612622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/766570155048674593/posts/default/5490473685484612622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com/2009/11/im-dreamer.html' title=''/><author><name>Srishti Padathiyaar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/R-R_h4GDgAI/AAAAAAAAAxY/PyJYWfyUFkE/S220/ATUAAAB35nz4OdrbrfWTEweEv6pl2nH_L1qEZv2tUPtc9Yk9JyVNalEoVA_Htt8AutUjtiADYbuUBjOgj1Ij-EEVjS_SAJtU9VCxe3YTPajWntJno217vMNpPjFoog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-766570155048674593.post-6505203850167068213</id><published>2009-10-25T01:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T11:05:32.093-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Somethings are too obvious.&lt;br /&gt;But not so obvious, he thinks!&lt;br /&gt;Why does he make it not obvious&lt;br /&gt;but is very obvious in real?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/SuQRzX5u46I/AAAAAAAAFoU/-tBwwm1Ubv4/s1600-h/408939.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/SuQRzX5u46I/AAAAAAAAFoU/-tBwwm1Ubv4/s200/408939.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396457827783861154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aaahh! He thinks I'm a fool?&lt;br /&gt;I obviously know to behave not&lt;br /&gt;too obvious that he is clean obvious!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And he got upset &lt;br /&gt;everytime when I asked?&lt;br /&gt;Atlast I heard it from him...&lt;br /&gt;The hidden 'obviousness'!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/766570155048674593-6505203850167068213?l=dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com/feeds/6505203850167068213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=766570155048674593&amp;postID=6505203850167068213' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/766570155048674593/posts/default/6505203850167068213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/766570155048674593/posts/default/6505203850167068213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com/2009/10/somethings-are-too-obvious.html' title=''/><author><name>Srishti Padathiyaar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/R-R_h4GDgAI/AAAAAAAAAxY/PyJYWfyUFkE/S220/ATUAAAB35nz4OdrbrfWTEweEv6pl2nH_L1qEZv2tUPtc9Yk9JyVNalEoVA_Htt8AutUjtiADYbuUBjOgj1Ij-EEVjS_SAJtU9VCxe3YTPajWntJno217vMNpPjFoog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/SuQRzX5u46I/AAAAAAAAFoU/-tBwwm1Ubv4/s72-c/408939.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-766570155048674593.post-562133051885316133</id><published>2009-10-01T10:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T10:38:43.933-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm trying best to&lt;br /&gt;keep myself so busy that&lt;br /&gt;I've no time to think !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still the chilled weather&lt;br /&gt;is easily turning my mind cold.&lt;br /&gt;So cold that I'm numb now !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish I could be numb forever ...&lt;br /&gt;So that the tears can't flow down ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish the day was over long back ...&lt;br /&gt;So that I could again try and&lt;br /&gt;win over time some day until I succeed !!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/766570155048674593-562133051885316133?l=dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com/feeds/562133051885316133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=766570155048674593&amp;postID=562133051885316133' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/766570155048674593/posts/default/562133051885316133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/766570155048674593/posts/default/562133051885316133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com/2009/10/im-trying-best-to-keep-myself-so-busy.html' title=''/><author><name>Srishti Padathiyaar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/R-R_h4GDgAI/AAAAAAAAAxY/PyJYWfyUFkE/S220/ATUAAAB35nz4OdrbrfWTEweEv6pl2nH_L1qEZv2tUPtc9Yk9JyVNalEoVA_Htt8AutUjtiADYbuUBjOgj1Ij-EEVjS_SAJtU9VCxe3YTPajWntJno217vMNpPjFoog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-766570155048674593.post-2109911213768144613</id><published>2009-09-27T08:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T10:39:25.674-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm seeing a lot of&lt;br /&gt;weird people these days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They talk of unpleasant ideas&lt;br /&gt;that does touch my heart&lt;br /&gt;but not my thoughts !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I closely watched them;&lt;br /&gt;tried my best to grasp them.&lt;br /&gt;But still they say,&lt;br /&gt;I'm no better than an alien&lt;br /&gt;landed from an unknown world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Foreign to their thoughts n emotions.&lt;br /&gt;I felt foreign as well and doubted myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeing those strange people,&lt;br /&gt;now I feel strange about myself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/766570155048674593-2109911213768144613?l=dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com/feeds/2109911213768144613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=766570155048674593&amp;postID=2109911213768144613' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/766570155048674593/posts/default/2109911213768144613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/766570155048674593/posts/default/2109911213768144613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com/2009/09/im-seeing-lot-of-weird-people-these.html' title=''/><author><name>Srishti Padathiyaar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/R-R_h4GDgAI/AAAAAAAAAxY/PyJYWfyUFkE/S220/ATUAAAB35nz4OdrbrfWTEweEv6pl2nH_L1qEZv2tUPtc9Yk9JyVNalEoVA_Htt8AutUjtiADYbuUBjOgj1Ij-EEVjS_SAJtU9VCxe3YTPajWntJno217vMNpPjFoog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-766570155048674593.post-4643688028814728188</id><published>2009-07-28T04:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T05:50:57.875-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Why do I dream about a future ???!!!&lt;br /&gt;When there is none at all !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do I try to forget my past ???!!!&lt;br /&gt;When that’s all what is left now !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do I not live in the present ???!!!&lt;br /&gt;When all advise me to do so !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish someone understood&lt;br /&gt;what I’m going through now …&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My past attracts me like a magnet.&lt;br /&gt;My present is numb like my mind.&lt;br /&gt;My future is a road in the woods leading me no where !!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/766570155048674593-4643688028814728188?l=dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com/feeds/4643688028814728188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=766570155048674593&amp;postID=4643688028814728188' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/766570155048674593/posts/default/4643688028814728188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/766570155048674593/posts/default/4643688028814728188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com/2009/07/why-do-i-dream-about-future-when-there.html' title=''/><author><name>Srishti Padathiyaar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/R-R_h4GDgAI/AAAAAAAAAxY/PyJYWfyUFkE/S220/ATUAAAB35nz4OdrbrfWTEweEv6pl2nH_L1qEZv2tUPtc9Yk9JyVNalEoVA_Htt8AutUjtiADYbuUBjOgj1Ij-EEVjS_SAJtU9VCxe3YTPajWntJno217vMNpPjFoog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-766570155048674593.post-6578601855907711463</id><published>2009-07-17T20:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T20:12:04.429-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;It is summer …&lt;br /&gt;And I was washing&lt;br /&gt;dishes yesterday, after lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spotted an ant on a washed&lt;br /&gt;plate that was left to dry.&lt;br /&gt;I killed it with a tissue,&lt;br /&gt;the next moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359632529392083922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/SmE9Y5ELI9I/AAAAAAAAEhY/-GlkOwFCrZE/s200/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;Then, I thought.&lt;br /&gt;I should have carefully&lt;br /&gt;taken it on that tissue&lt;br /&gt;and set it free outside my window.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I dint do that&lt;br /&gt;and killed a life, instead.&lt;br /&gt;So I cried,&lt;br /&gt;Thinking how cruel I was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I killed a life.&lt;br /&gt;I cried thinking&lt;br /&gt;how human I’m!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/766570155048674593-6578601855907711463?l=dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com/feeds/6578601855907711463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=766570155048674593&amp;postID=6578601855907711463' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/766570155048674593/posts/default/6578601855907711463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/766570155048674593/posts/default/6578601855907711463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com/2009/07/it-is-summer-and-i-was-washing-dishes.html' title=''/><author><name>Srishti Padathiyaar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/R-R_h4GDgAI/AAAAAAAAAxY/PyJYWfyUFkE/S220/ATUAAAB35nz4OdrbrfWTEweEv6pl2nH_L1qEZv2tUPtc9Yk9JyVNalEoVA_Htt8AutUjtiADYbuUBjOgj1Ij-EEVjS_SAJtU9VCxe3YTPajWntJno217vMNpPjFoog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/SmE9Y5ELI9I/AAAAAAAAEhY/-GlkOwFCrZE/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-766570155048674593.post-8585933827456987150</id><published>2009-07-15T14:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T15:05:30.913-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;My eyes filled with tears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I feel,&lt;br /&gt;I even forgot to speak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Words flow out only&lt;br /&gt;in black and white.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358811393452768786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/Sl5SkfURfhI/AAAAAAAAEhQ/wfGrZAlZWF8/s200/lonely_girl.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve forgotten my voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel strange&lt;br /&gt;hearing my own voice,&lt;br /&gt;when I speak the occasional&lt;br /&gt;“Yes’s” and “No’s” !!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/766570155048674593-8585933827456987150?l=dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com/feeds/8585933827456987150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=766570155048674593&amp;postID=8585933827456987150' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/766570155048674593/posts/default/8585933827456987150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/766570155048674593/posts/default/8585933827456987150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-eyes-filled-with-tears.html' title=''/><author><name>Srishti Padathiyaar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/R-R_h4GDgAI/AAAAAAAAAxY/PyJYWfyUFkE/S220/ATUAAAB35nz4OdrbrfWTEweEv6pl2nH_L1qEZv2tUPtc9Yk9JyVNalEoVA_Htt8AutUjtiADYbuUBjOgj1Ij-EEVjS_SAJtU9VCxe3YTPajWntJno217vMNpPjFoog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/Sl5SkfURfhI/AAAAAAAAEhQ/wfGrZAlZWF8/s72-c/lonely_girl.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-766570155048674593.post-1803982256326612543</id><published>2009-06-30T17:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T17:23:39.501-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm happy.&lt;br /&gt;And you make me cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm happy.&lt;br /&gt;And you make me cry again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It still goes on ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems like you&lt;br /&gt;don't want me to be happy at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day, very soon,&lt;br /&gt;I'll make you cry, forever...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then, I'll become happy, forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So beware! I feel the day is not so far.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/766570155048674593-1803982256326612543?l=dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com/feeds/1803982256326612543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=766570155048674593&amp;postID=1803982256326612543' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/766570155048674593/posts/default/1803982256326612543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/766570155048674593/posts/default/1803982256326612543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com/2009/06/im-happy.html' title=''/><author><name>Srishti Padathiyaar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/R-R_h4GDgAI/AAAAAAAAAxY/PyJYWfyUFkE/S220/ATUAAAB35nz4OdrbrfWTEweEv6pl2nH_L1qEZv2tUPtc9Yk9JyVNalEoVA_Htt8AutUjtiADYbuUBjOgj1Ij-EEVjS_SAJtU9VCxe3YTPajWntJno217vMNpPjFoog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-766570155048674593.post-8412520385987752610</id><published>2009-06-25T15:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T15:02:55.843-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>People ask questions&lt;br /&gt;not to know more about you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But to let you know&lt;br /&gt;they know all about you !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/766570155048674593-8412520385987752610?l=dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com/feeds/8412520385987752610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=766570155048674593&amp;postID=8412520385987752610' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/766570155048674593/posts/default/8412520385987752610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/766570155048674593/posts/default/8412520385987752610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com/2009/06/people-ask-questions-not-to-know-more.html' title=''/><author><name>Srishti Padathiyaar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/R-R_h4GDgAI/AAAAAAAAAxY/PyJYWfyUFkE/S220/ATUAAAB35nz4OdrbrfWTEweEv6pl2nH_L1qEZv2tUPtc9Yk9JyVNalEoVA_Htt8AutUjtiADYbuUBjOgj1Ij-EEVjS_SAJtU9VCxe3YTPajWntJno217vMNpPjFoog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-766570155048674593.post-181684378197784775</id><published>2009-06-21T10:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T10:16:27.521-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I gave my heart to him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And he lost it somewhere.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349830767262083122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/Sj5qvPscqDI/AAAAAAAAEcI/0SeezIjVD60/s200/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;Since then, I'm on the &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;search for it. To get it back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hope I will find it soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Or I'll have to become &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;heartless from now on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The choice is mine&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;for he doesn't care about it anymore!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/766570155048674593-181684378197784775?l=dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com/feeds/181684378197784775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=766570155048674593&amp;postID=181684378197784775' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/766570155048674593/posts/default/181684378197784775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/766570155048674593/posts/default/181684378197784775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-gave-my-heart-to-him.html' title=''/><author><name>Srishti Padathiyaar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/R-R_h4GDgAI/AAAAAAAAAxY/PyJYWfyUFkE/S220/ATUAAAB35nz4OdrbrfWTEweEv6pl2nH_L1qEZv2tUPtc9Yk9JyVNalEoVA_Htt8AutUjtiADYbuUBjOgj1Ij-EEVjS_SAJtU9VCxe3YTPajWntJno217vMNpPjFoog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/Sj5qvPscqDI/AAAAAAAAEcI/0SeezIjVD60/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-766570155048674593.post-968349154221023173</id><published>2009-06-21T10:01:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T10:02:51.425-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I cried today.&lt;br /&gt;All because of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because of the way&lt;br /&gt;you smiled at me,&lt;br /&gt;making me feel that&lt;br /&gt;I'm not in your heart anymore !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/766570155048674593-968349154221023173?l=dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com/feeds/968349154221023173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=766570155048674593&amp;postID=968349154221023173' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/766570155048674593/posts/default/968349154221023173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/766570155048674593/posts/default/968349154221023173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-cried-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Srishti Padathiyaar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/R-R_h4GDgAI/AAAAAAAAAxY/PyJYWfyUFkE/S220/ATUAAAB35nz4OdrbrfWTEweEv6pl2nH_L1qEZv2tUPtc9Yk9JyVNalEoVA_Htt8AutUjtiADYbuUBjOgj1Ij-EEVjS_SAJtU9VCxe3YTPajWntJno217vMNpPjFoog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-766570155048674593.post-4999628402596783802</id><published>2009-06-21T09:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T09:37:04.717-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;You don't know the &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;deep and dark voidness I'm in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349820671807950338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 146px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/Sj5hjnMnjgI/AAAAAAAAEcA/mgy1FZIZEPE/s200/Blue_Nothingness.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;Even if you knew,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;there is nothing you could do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So why should I let you know?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/766570155048674593-4999628402596783802?l=dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com/feeds/4999628402596783802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=766570155048674593&amp;postID=4999628402596783802' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/766570155048674593/posts/default/4999628402596783802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/766570155048674593/posts/default/4999628402596783802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com/2009/06/you-dont-know-deep-and-dark-voidness-im.html' title=''/><author><name>Srishti Padathiyaar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/R-R_h4GDgAI/AAAAAAAAAxY/PyJYWfyUFkE/S220/ATUAAAB35nz4OdrbrfWTEweEv6pl2nH_L1qEZv2tUPtc9Yk9JyVNalEoVA_Htt8AutUjtiADYbuUBjOgj1Ij-EEVjS_SAJtU9VCxe3YTPajWntJno217vMNpPjFoog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/Sj5hjnMnjgI/AAAAAAAAEcA/mgy1FZIZEPE/s72-c/Blue_Nothingness.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-766570155048674593.post-3169833126480275610</id><published>2009-06-21T09:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T09:34:00.113-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You are out of it.&lt;br /&gt;I could feel it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm going deep into it ...&lt;br /&gt;the more I feel it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Myself to be blamed !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/766570155048674593-3169833126480275610?l=dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com/feeds/3169833126480275610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=766570155048674593&amp;postID=3169833126480275610' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/766570155048674593/posts/default/3169833126480275610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/766570155048674593/posts/default/3169833126480275610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com/2009/06/you-are-out-of-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Srishti Padathiyaar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/R-R_h4GDgAI/AAAAAAAAAxY/PyJYWfyUFkE/S220/ATUAAAB35nz4OdrbrfWTEweEv6pl2nH_L1qEZv2tUPtc9Yk9JyVNalEoVA_Htt8AutUjtiADYbuUBjOgj1Ij-EEVjS_SAJtU9VCxe3YTPajWntJno217vMNpPjFoog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-766570155048674593.post-7157277949782179999</id><published>2009-06-21T09:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T09:32:42.718-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I enjoy my loneliness now.&lt;br /&gt;I spend time with your thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;There is none to interrupt me.&lt;br /&gt;Not even you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349819563302927746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/Sj5gjFsbPYI/AAAAAAAAEb4/ctvfZNsENA4/s200/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I enjoy my loneliness with you …&lt;br /&gt;without your presence !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/766570155048674593-7157277949782179999?l=dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com/feeds/7157277949782179999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=766570155048674593&amp;postID=7157277949782179999' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/766570155048674593/posts/default/7157277949782179999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/766570155048674593/posts/default/7157277949782179999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-enjoy-my-loneliness-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Srishti Padathiyaar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/R-R_h4GDgAI/AAAAAAAAAxY/PyJYWfyUFkE/S220/ATUAAAB35nz4OdrbrfWTEweEv6pl2nH_L1qEZv2tUPtc9Yk9JyVNalEoVA_Htt8AutUjtiADYbuUBjOgj1Ij-EEVjS_SAJtU9VCxe3YTPajWntJno217vMNpPjFoog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/Sj5gjFsbPYI/AAAAAAAAEb4/ctvfZNsENA4/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-766570155048674593.post-2826234155477299873</id><published>2009-06-21T07:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T07:59:19.390-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>'It's hard to meet you as a stranger.'&lt;br /&gt;You said once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now you behave&lt;br /&gt;as if I don't exist at all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/766570155048674593-2826234155477299873?l=dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com/feeds/2826234155477299873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=766570155048674593&amp;postID=2826234155477299873' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/766570155048674593/posts/default/2826234155477299873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/766570155048674593/posts/default/2826234155477299873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com/2009/06/its-hard-to-meet-you-as-stranger.html' title=''/><author><name>Srishti Padathiyaar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/R-R_h4GDgAI/AAAAAAAAAxY/PyJYWfyUFkE/S220/ATUAAAB35nz4OdrbrfWTEweEv6pl2nH_L1qEZv2tUPtc9Yk9JyVNalEoVA_Htt8AutUjtiADYbuUBjOgj1Ij-EEVjS_SAJtU9VCxe3YTPajWntJno217vMNpPjFoog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-766570155048674593.post-2105080147098990899</id><published>2009-06-18T17:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T17:30:19.318-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Don't give me that sarcastic smile !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348828655563351890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 134px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/SjrbUqtIp1I/AAAAAAAAEbw/oR2GLHnCIHk/s200/msn-smiling.jpg" border="0" /&gt; I know you are smiling or&lt;br /&gt;even laughing at me now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've to admit.&lt;br /&gt;I'm a fool that&lt;br /&gt;I've fallen in love !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You told me once.&lt;br /&gt;"You don't even know me!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have only seen&lt;br /&gt;that side of love.&lt;br /&gt;Knowing each other well&lt;br /&gt;and then falling in love&lt;br /&gt;or rather entering a pact of love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But there's another side to love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's why it's widely known as&lt;br /&gt;'falling in love.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348828650336791666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 136px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/SjrbUXPBrHI/AAAAAAAAEbo/3DjRdXEhBD0/s200/Moon_Woman_2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you would never know that&lt;br /&gt;because you have never 'fallen in love'!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/766570155048674593-2105080147098990899?l=dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com/feeds/2105080147098990899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=766570155048674593&amp;postID=2105080147098990899' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/766570155048674593/posts/default/2105080147098990899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/766570155048674593/posts/default/2105080147098990899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com/2009/06/dont-give-me-that-sarcastic-smile-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Srishti Padathiyaar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/R-R_h4GDgAI/AAAAAAAAAxY/PyJYWfyUFkE/S220/ATUAAAB35nz4OdrbrfWTEweEv6pl2nH_L1qEZv2tUPtc9Yk9JyVNalEoVA_Htt8AutUjtiADYbuUBjOgj1Ij-EEVjS_SAJtU9VCxe3YTPajWntJno217vMNpPjFoog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/SjrbUqtIp1I/AAAAAAAAEbw/oR2GLHnCIHk/s72-c/msn-smiling.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-766570155048674593.post-427750083428265597</id><published>2009-06-18T17:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T17:15:14.659-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm surrendering,&lt;br /&gt;for I can't win my heart back.&lt;br /&gt;I've played and lost the game with you !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/766570155048674593-427750083428265597?l=dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com/feeds/427750083428265597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=766570155048674593&amp;postID=427750083428265597' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/766570155048674593/posts/default/427750083428265597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/766570155048674593/posts/default/427750083428265597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com/2009/06/im-surrendering-for-i-cant-win-my-heart.html' title=''/><author><name>Srishti Padathiyaar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/R-R_h4GDgAI/AAAAAAAAAxY/PyJYWfyUFkE/S220/ATUAAAB35nz4OdrbrfWTEweEv6pl2nH_L1qEZv2tUPtc9Yk9JyVNalEoVA_Htt8AutUjtiADYbuUBjOgj1Ij-EEVjS_SAJtU9VCxe3YTPajWntJno217vMNpPjFoog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-766570155048674593.post-807281363385659292</id><published>2009-06-18T17:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T17:14:07.457-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;My friend said.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"If I were a guy, I would &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;have snatched you from him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And given you a baby.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And sent you for PTA meetings."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I laughed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348825081325769842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 121px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/SjrYEnofVHI/AAAAAAAAEbg/xIAzBrfD9-g/s200/girl_laugh_bg.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;Then I thought.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;'Good that you are not a guy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For I would have lost you as a lover.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Atleast you are there as a friend.'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/766570155048674593-807281363385659292?l=dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com/feeds/807281363385659292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=766570155048674593&amp;postID=807281363385659292' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/766570155048674593/posts/default/807281363385659292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/766570155048674593/posts/default/807281363385659292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-friend-said.html' title=''/><author><name>Srishti Padathiyaar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/R-R_h4GDgAI/AAAAAAAAAxY/PyJYWfyUFkE/S220/ATUAAAB35nz4OdrbrfWTEweEv6pl2nH_L1qEZv2tUPtc9Yk9JyVNalEoVA_Htt8AutUjtiADYbuUBjOgj1Ij-EEVjS_SAJtU9VCxe3YTPajWntJno217vMNpPjFoog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/SjrYEnofVHI/AAAAAAAAEbg/xIAzBrfD9-g/s72-c/girl_laugh_bg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-766570155048674593.post-1543052731223200586</id><published>2009-06-18T11:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T11:17:33.775-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's not as hard as I thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This multi-tasking !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My trials to forget you&lt;br /&gt;and of cherishing you&lt;br /&gt;at the same time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/766570155048674593-1543052731223200586?l=dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com/feeds/1543052731223200586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=766570155048674593&amp;postID=1543052731223200586' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/766570155048674593/posts/default/1543052731223200586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/766570155048674593/posts/default/1543052731223200586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com/2009/06/its-not-as-hard-as-i-thought.html' title=''/><author><name>Srishti Padathiyaar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/R-R_h4GDgAI/AAAAAAAAAxY/PyJYWfyUFkE/S220/ATUAAAB35nz4OdrbrfWTEweEv6pl2nH_L1qEZv2tUPtc9Yk9JyVNalEoVA_Htt8AutUjtiADYbuUBjOgj1Ij-EEVjS_SAJtU9VCxe3YTPajWntJno217vMNpPjFoog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-766570155048674593.post-8845964756490515787</id><published>2009-06-18T11:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T11:03:20.425-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;You closed the doors.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just seeing me outside.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348729637365937890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 187px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/SjqBRDLM9uI/AAAAAAAAEbY/yFa_yGZmNRM/s200/6a00d8345252b269e200e54f0f72da8833-800wi.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was only passing by.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Never intended to come in&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and stay with you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;For you had already told me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not to expect anything more !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/766570155048674593-8845964756490515787?l=dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com/feeds/8845964756490515787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=766570155048674593&amp;postID=8845964756490515787' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/766570155048674593/posts/default/8845964756490515787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/766570155048674593/posts/default/8845964756490515787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com/2009/06/you-closed-doors.html' title=''/><author><name>Srishti Padathiyaar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/R-R_h4GDgAI/AAAAAAAAAxY/PyJYWfyUFkE/S220/ATUAAAB35nz4OdrbrfWTEweEv6pl2nH_L1qEZv2tUPtc9Yk9JyVNalEoVA_Htt8AutUjtiADYbuUBjOgj1Ij-EEVjS_SAJtU9VCxe3YTPajWntJno217vMNpPjFoog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/SjqBRDLM9uI/AAAAAAAAEbY/yFa_yGZmNRM/s72-c/6a00d8345252b269e200e54f0f72da8833-800wi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-766570155048674593.post-3030284723827615447</id><published>2009-06-18T06:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T06:54:39.752-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;You became a bait &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;for my thoughts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And my words !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348665610082278850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 160px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/SjpHCK9NXcI/AAAAAAAAEbQ/anPaxB7o47Q/s200/live_bait_shrimp.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I feel sorry for you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/766570155048674593-3030284723827615447?l=dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com/feeds/3030284723827615447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=766570155048674593&amp;postID=3030284723827615447' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/766570155048674593/posts/default/3030284723827615447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/766570155048674593/posts/default/3030284723827615447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com/2009/06/you-became-bait-for-my-thoughts.html' title=''/><author><name>Srishti Padathiyaar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/R-R_h4GDgAI/AAAAAAAAAxY/PyJYWfyUFkE/S220/ATUAAAB35nz4OdrbrfWTEweEv6pl2nH_L1qEZv2tUPtc9Yk9JyVNalEoVA_Htt8AutUjtiADYbuUBjOgj1Ij-EEVjS_SAJtU9VCxe3YTPajWntJno217vMNpPjFoog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/SjpHCK9NXcI/AAAAAAAAEbQ/anPaxB7o47Q/s72-c/live_bait_shrimp.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-766570155048674593.post-427247315091729293</id><published>2009-06-17T06:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T06:14:03.033-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;It's sunny again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everything seems perfect.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like I never met you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348284031432074226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/Sjjr_XtnI_I/AAAAAAAAEaU/EmoWauB4RCc/s200/1573.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;But I know&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;there is an imperfection&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;in that perfection!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/766570155048674593-427247315091729293?l=dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com/feeds/427247315091729293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=766570155048674593&amp;postID=427247315091729293' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/766570155048674593/posts/default/427247315091729293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/766570155048674593/posts/default/427247315091729293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com/2009/06/its-sunny-again.html' title=''/><author><name>Srishti Padathiyaar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/R-R_h4GDgAI/AAAAAAAAAxY/PyJYWfyUFkE/S220/ATUAAAB35nz4OdrbrfWTEweEv6pl2nH_L1qEZv2tUPtc9Yk9JyVNalEoVA_Htt8AutUjtiADYbuUBjOgj1Ij-EEVjS_SAJtU9VCxe3YTPajWntJno217vMNpPjFoog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/Sjjr_XtnI_I/AAAAAAAAEaU/EmoWauB4RCc/s72-c/1573.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-766570155048674593.post-5140628355800653830</id><published>2009-06-16T12:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T12:26:32.438-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That day you felt bad&lt;br /&gt;to drop me at some stop&lt;br /&gt;because you were late for office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another day you dint&lt;br /&gt;feel bad to stop calling&lt;br /&gt;me just like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I felt bad!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/766570155048674593-5140628355800653830?l=dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com/feeds/5140628355800653830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=766570155048674593&amp;postID=5140628355800653830' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/766570155048674593/posts/default/5140628355800653830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/766570155048674593/posts/default/5140628355800653830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-remember.html' title=''/><author><name>Srishti Padathiyaar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/R-R_h4GDgAI/AAAAAAAAAxY/PyJYWfyUFkE/S220/ATUAAAB35nz4OdrbrfWTEweEv6pl2nH_L1qEZv2tUPtc9Yk9JyVNalEoVA_Htt8AutUjtiADYbuUBjOgj1Ij-EEVjS_SAJtU9VCxe3YTPajWntJno217vMNpPjFoog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-766570155048674593.post-7585219447643994470</id><published>2009-06-16T11:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T12:03:29.950-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I never woke up next to you.&lt;br /&gt;But I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never shared a dessert with you.&lt;br /&gt;But I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348002565851854946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 199px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 148px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/Sjfr_6t6OGI/AAAAAAAAEaM/oxo0Dqu4PgE/s200/couple-cuddling.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I never watched movies cuddling with you.&lt;br /&gt;But I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never went for long drives with you.&lt;br /&gt;But I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never did a million things with you.&lt;br /&gt;But I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes. I did it all&lt;br /&gt;in my secret thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;I did it all in my secret world!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/766570155048674593-7585219447643994470?l=dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com/feeds/7585219447643994470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=766570155048674593&amp;postID=7585219447643994470' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/766570155048674593/posts/default/7585219447643994470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/766570155048674593/posts/default/7585219447643994470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-never-woke-up-next-to-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Srishti Padathiyaar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/R-R_h4GDgAI/AAAAAAAAAxY/PyJYWfyUFkE/S220/ATUAAAB35nz4OdrbrfWTEweEv6pl2nH_L1qEZv2tUPtc9Yk9JyVNalEoVA_Htt8AutUjtiADYbuUBjOgj1Ij-EEVjS_SAJtU9VCxe3YTPajWntJno217vMNpPjFoog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/Sjfr_6t6OGI/AAAAAAAAEaM/oxo0Dqu4PgE/s72-c/couple-cuddling.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-766570155048674593.post-6666848096095841903</id><published>2009-06-16T10:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T10:35:06.011-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oscar Wilde said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Prayer must never be answered:&lt;br /&gt;if it is, it ceases to be prayer and&lt;br /&gt;becomes correspondence.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I do not pray anymore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/766570155048674593-6666848096095841903?l=dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com/feeds/6666848096095841903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=766570155048674593&amp;postID=6666848096095841903' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/766570155048674593/posts/default/6666848096095841903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/766570155048674593/posts/default/6666848096095841903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com/2009/06/oscar-wilde-said-prayer-must-never-be.html' title=''/><author><name>Srishti Padathiyaar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/R-R_h4GDgAI/AAAAAAAAAxY/PyJYWfyUFkE/S220/ATUAAAB35nz4OdrbrfWTEweEv6pl2nH_L1qEZv2tUPtc9Yk9JyVNalEoVA_Htt8AutUjtiADYbuUBjOgj1Ij-EEVjS_SAJtU9VCxe3YTPajWntJno217vMNpPjFoog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-766570155048674593.post-7016813563262152439</id><published>2009-06-16T10:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T10:32:36.998-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The 'HE' has changed finally.&lt;br /&gt;But why is the 'I' not changed?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still can't figure out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/766570155048674593-7016813563262152439?l=dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com/feeds/7016813563262152439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=766570155048674593&amp;postID=7016813563262152439' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/766570155048674593/posts/default/7016813563262152439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/766570155048674593/posts/default/7016813563262152439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com/2009/06/he-has-changed-finally.html' title=''/><author><name>Srishti Padathiyaar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/R-R_h4GDgAI/AAAAAAAAAxY/PyJYWfyUFkE/S220/ATUAAAB35nz4OdrbrfWTEweEv6pl2nH_L1qEZv2tUPtc9Yk9JyVNalEoVA_Htt8AutUjtiADYbuUBjOgj1Ij-EEVjS_SAJtU9VCxe3YTPajWntJno217vMNpPjFoog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-766570155048674593.post-955659180337120858</id><published>2009-06-15T11:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T11:23:45.831-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I've made enough reasons&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;not to think about you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm sick of finding reasons now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For all I do is think about you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347621582077620066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/SjaRfvjy72I/AAAAAAAAEaE/AW7iA9zfXjg/s200/11980510_9f7e090848.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now I should try something different.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So that I stop brooding over you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/766570155048674593-955659180337120858?l=dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com/feeds/955659180337120858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=766570155048674593&amp;postID=955659180337120858' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/766570155048674593/posts/default/955659180337120858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/766570155048674593/posts/default/955659180337120858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com/2009/06/ive-made-enough-reasons-not-to-think.html' title=''/><author><name>Srishti Padathiyaar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/R-R_h4GDgAI/AAAAAAAAAxY/PyJYWfyUFkE/S220/ATUAAAB35nz4OdrbrfWTEweEv6pl2nH_L1qEZv2tUPtc9Yk9JyVNalEoVA_Htt8AutUjtiADYbuUBjOgj1Ij-EEVjS_SAJtU9VCxe3YTPajWntJno217vMNpPjFoog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/SjaRfvjy72I/AAAAAAAAEaE/AW7iA9zfXjg/s72-c/11980510_9f7e090848.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-766570155048674593.post-5778091630658353130</id><published>2009-06-15T11:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T11:18:30.192-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I'm far from you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Still feel close to you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Is it my fault?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;You came like a hurricane &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and swept away my heart,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;leaving my soul in the ruins.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347620240363616258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 130px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/SjaQRpSP-AI/AAAAAAAAEZ8/V36d-qbxSTM/s200/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;Now you come like a lazy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;breeze, to keep a check on me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;To see me smile at you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;when I'm actually suffering from the loss!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/766570155048674593-5778091630658353130?l=dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com/feeds/5778091630658353130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=766570155048674593&amp;postID=5778091630658353130' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/766570155048674593/posts/default/5778091630658353130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/766570155048674593/posts/default/5778091630658353130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com/2009/06/im-far-from-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Srishti Padathiyaar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/R-R_h4GDgAI/AAAAAAAAAxY/PyJYWfyUFkE/S220/ATUAAAB35nz4OdrbrfWTEweEv6pl2nH_L1qEZv2tUPtc9Yk9JyVNalEoVA_Htt8AutUjtiADYbuUBjOgj1Ij-EEVjS_SAJtU9VCxe3YTPajWntJno217vMNpPjFoog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/SjaQRpSP-AI/AAAAAAAAEZ8/V36d-qbxSTM/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-766570155048674593.post-552357732645157208</id><published>2009-06-15T11:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T11:10:38.880-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I had a hair-cut.&lt;br /&gt;And to my surprise&lt;br /&gt;you too had a hair-cut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You were looking nice.&lt;br /&gt;But you never&lt;br /&gt;bothered at my new look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neither of us wanted&lt;br /&gt;to show each other anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or where we&lt;br /&gt;trying to show that&lt;br /&gt;we are happy in our own lives?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/766570155048674593-552357732645157208?l=dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com/feeds/552357732645157208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=766570155048674593&amp;postID=552357732645157208' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/766570155048674593/posts/default/552357732645157208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/766570155048674593/posts/default/552357732645157208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-had-hair-cut.html' title=''/><author><name>Srishti Padathiyaar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/R-R_h4GDgAI/AAAAAAAAAxY/PyJYWfyUFkE/S220/ATUAAAB35nz4OdrbrfWTEweEv6pl2nH_L1qEZv2tUPtc9Yk9JyVNalEoVA_Htt8AutUjtiADYbuUBjOgj1Ij-EEVjS_SAJtU9VCxe3YTPajWntJno217vMNpPjFoog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-766570155048674593.post-3432769071147747012</id><published>2009-06-14T15:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T15:52:11.316-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I hate BMW's.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There are too many here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They are everywhere I go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347319726558460978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 207px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 181px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/SjV-9cH0vDI/AAAAAAAAEZ0/6ZTA_m610jI/s200/logo-of-bmw.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;Never noticed it before !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/766570155048674593-3432769071147747012?l=dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com/feeds/3432769071147747012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=766570155048674593&amp;postID=3432769071147747012' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/766570155048674593/posts/default/3432769071147747012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/766570155048674593/posts/default/3432769071147747012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-hate-bmws.html' title=''/><author><name>Srishti Padathiyaar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/R-R_h4GDgAI/AAAAAAAAAxY/PyJYWfyUFkE/S220/ATUAAAB35nz4OdrbrfWTEweEv6pl2nH_L1qEZv2tUPtc9Yk9JyVNalEoVA_Htt8AutUjtiADYbuUBjOgj1Ij-EEVjS_SAJtU9VCxe3YTPajWntJno217vMNpPjFoog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/SjV-9cH0vDI/AAAAAAAAEZ0/6ZTA_m610jI/s72-c/logo-of-bmw.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-766570155048674593.post-978134806236014653</id><published>2009-06-12T10:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T11:02:19.551-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It seems the sun doesn't&lt;br /&gt;want to go down here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's still shining brightly&lt;br /&gt;like my hopes in life !&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346502520044391762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 144px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/SjKXtwn6DVI/AAAAAAAAEZs/QrZAxCa_vvs/s200/I_will_hug_sun_by_my_hands____by_se.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I feel wonderful&lt;br /&gt;seeing the sun, smiling at me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it is trying&lt;br /&gt;to make me smile too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/766570155048674593-978134806236014653?l=dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com/feeds/978134806236014653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=766570155048674593&amp;postID=978134806236014653' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/766570155048674593/posts/default/978134806236014653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/766570155048674593/posts/default/978134806236014653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com/2009/06/it-seems-sun-doesnt-want-to-go-down.html' title=''/><author><name>Srishti Padathiyaar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/R-R_h4GDgAI/AAAAAAAAAxY/PyJYWfyUFkE/S220/ATUAAAB35nz4OdrbrfWTEweEv6pl2nH_L1qEZv2tUPtc9Yk9JyVNalEoVA_Htt8AutUjtiADYbuUBjOgj1Ij-EEVjS_SAJtU9VCxe3YTPajWntJno217vMNpPjFoog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/SjKXtwn6DVI/AAAAAAAAEZs/QrZAxCa_vvs/s72-c/I_will_hug_sun_by_my_hands____by_se.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-766570155048674593.post-5090082442736787739</id><published>2009-06-11T17:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T17:13:36.400-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;This is the chocolate mousse&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you said, you would make for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I never had a chance to have it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346227444781767522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/SjGdiRapW2I/AAAAAAAAEZk/medwT1mGLMk/s200/le_tire_bouchon_-_mousse_au_chocolat.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;But I must say.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;'It's delicious!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So were the moments&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we spent together.'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/766570155048674593-5090082442736787739?l=dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com/feeds/5090082442736787739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=766570155048674593&amp;postID=5090082442736787739' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/766570155048674593/posts/default/5090082442736787739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/766570155048674593/posts/default/5090082442736787739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com/2009/06/this-is-chocolate-mousse-you-said-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Srishti Padathiyaar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/R-R_h4GDgAI/AAAAAAAAAxY/PyJYWfyUFkE/S220/ATUAAAB35nz4OdrbrfWTEweEv6pl2nH_L1qEZv2tUPtc9Yk9JyVNalEoVA_Htt8AutUjtiADYbuUBjOgj1Ij-EEVjS_SAJtU9VCxe3YTPajWntJno217vMNpPjFoog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/SjGdiRapW2I/AAAAAAAAEZk/medwT1mGLMk/s72-c/le_tire_bouchon_-_mousse_au_chocolat.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-766570155048674593.post-446511474670448579</id><published>2009-06-11T16:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T16:38:33.607-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;You are just a child.&lt;br /&gt;You don’t know the&lt;br /&gt;art of avoidance!&lt;br /&gt;When your words&lt;br /&gt;blocked your voice,&lt;br /&gt;I realized it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you remember?&lt;br /&gt;I dint let you explain&lt;br /&gt;for I knew, that would be hard for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you don’t know how to avoid,&lt;br /&gt;look at me, I will show you.&lt;br /&gt;I’ve practiced it&lt;br /&gt;for years, though I dint wish to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346218358801595810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 162px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/SjGVRZgKfaI/AAAAAAAAEZc/k06fqmSlA8k/s200/serious_girl_at_the_demo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;It’s an art where you hurt yourself.&lt;br /&gt;I’ve mastered it over the years!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s not easy, I’m telling you.&lt;br /&gt;The art of Avoidance !!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/766570155048674593-446511474670448579?l=dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com/feeds/446511474670448579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=766570155048674593&amp;postID=446511474670448579' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/766570155048674593/posts/default/446511474670448579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/766570155048674593/posts/default/446511474670448579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com/2009/06/you-are-just-child.html' title=''/><author><name>Srishti Padathiyaar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/R-R_h4GDgAI/AAAAAAAAAxY/PyJYWfyUFkE/S220/ATUAAAB35nz4OdrbrfWTEweEv6pl2nH_L1qEZv2tUPtc9Yk9JyVNalEoVA_Htt8AutUjtiADYbuUBjOgj1Ij-EEVjS_SAJtU9VCxe3YTPajWntJno217vMNpPjFoog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/SjGVRZgKfaI/AAAAAAAAEZc/k06fqmSlA8k/s72-c/serious_girl_at_the_demo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-766570155048674593.post-3116450812612534009</id><published>2009-06-11T16:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T16:26:55.700-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Some are very practical in life.&lt;br /&gt;And some don’t know what it is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is said,&lt;br /&gt;those who are practical&lt;br /&gt;succeed in life, forgetting the past.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;And those who are not,&lt;br /&gt;fill their blogs with&lt;br /&gt;childish cries and&lt;br /&gt;despair filled words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Big Deal!&lt;br /&gt;The damage is done.&lt;br /&gt;So why can’t I have the liberty&lt;br /&gt;to fill my own blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Atleast, I don’t have to ask you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/766570155048674593-3116450812612534009?l=dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com/feeds/3116450812612534009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=766570155048674593&amp;postID=3116450812612534009' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/766570155048674593/posts/default/3116450812612534009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/766570155048674593/posts/default/3116450812612534009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com/2009/06/some-are-very-practical-in-life.html' title=''/><author><name>Srishti Padathiyaar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/R-R_h4GDgAI/AAAAAAAAAxY/PyJYWfyUFkE/S220/ATUAAAB35nz4OdrbrfWTEweEv6pl2nH_L1qEZv2tUPtc9Yk9JyVNalEoVA_Htt8AutUjtiADYbuUBjOgj1Ij-EEVjS_SAJtU9VCxe3YTPajWntJno217vMNpPjFoog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-766570155048674593.post-2499392088095875770</id><published>2009-06-11T16:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T16:21:44.829-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I pressed my nose&lt;br /&gt;on the pillow to get your smell.&lt;br /&gt;But in vain, reminiscing&lt;br /&gt;the fragrance of your sweaty hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346213892873500962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 177px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 168px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/SjGRNcn7uSI/AAAAAAAAEZU/uHpJ-m1HQ-A/s200/girl%2520crying%2520into%2520pillow_tcm8-1332.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I pressed my hands&lt;br /&gt;on my heart to suppress the grief.&lt;br /&gt;But in vain, holding your&lt;br /&gt;memories in myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pressed my lips&lt;br /&gt;on each other to hold my cries.&lt;br /&gt;But in vain, sobbing&lt;br /&gt;like a child on your rejection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I became the culprit.&lt;br /&gt;And you became the good boy.&lt;br /&gt;Well, this had to happen&lt;br /&gt;sooner or later !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/766570155048674593-2499392088095875770?l=dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com/feeds/2499392088095875770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=766570155048674593&amp;postID=2499392088095875770' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/766570155048674593/posts/default/2499392088095875770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/766570155048674593/posts/default/2499392088095875770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-pressed-my-nose-on-pillow-to-your.html' title=''/><author><name>Srishti Padathiyaar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/R-R_h4GDgAI/AAAAAAAAAxY/PyJYWfyUFkE/S220/ATUAAAB35nz4OdrbrfWTEweEv6pl2nH_L1qEZv2tUPtc9Yk9JyVNalEoVA_Htt8AutUjtiADYbuUBjOgj1Ij-EEVjS_SAJtU9VCxe3YTPajWntJno217vMNpPjFoog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/SjGRNcn7uSI/AAAAAAAAEZU/uHpJ-m1HQ-A/s72-c/girl%2520crying%2520into%2520pillow_tcm8-1332.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-766570155048674593.post-294376079196433456</id><published>2009-06-11T05:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T05:44:28.950-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I have a heart.&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps like your's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You treated me&lt;br /&gt;like a friend initially.&lt;br /&gt;But never knew&lt;br /&gt;would forget me as a stranger!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I too get hurt.&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps more than you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346049925261420674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 111px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 160px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/SjD8FRq16II/AAAAAAAAEZM/Seo1DHsrv_4/s200/alonegirl.jpg" border="0" /&gt;But it's fine.&lt;br /&gt;I will deal with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For I don't want&lt;br /&gt;to give you more pressures.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/766570155048674593-294376079196433456?l=dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com/feeds/294376079196433456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=766570155048674593&amp;postID=294376079196433456' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/766570155048674593/posts/default/294376079196433456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/766570155048674593/posts/default/294376079196433456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-have-heart.html' title=''/><author><name>Srishti Padathiyaar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/R-R_h4GDgAI/AAAAAAAAAxY/PyJYWfyUFkE/S220/ATUAAAB35nz4OdrbrfWTEweEv6pl2nH_L1qEZv2tUPtc9Yk9JyVNalEoVA_Htt8AutUjtiADYbuUBjOgj1Ij-EEVjS_SAJtU9VCxe3YTPajWntJno217vMNpPjFoog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/SjD8FRq16II/AAAAAAAAEZM/Seo1DHsrv_4/s72-c/alonegirl.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-766570155048674593.post-3151766254264399005</id><published>2009-06-11T04:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T04:31:10.761-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;It's so easy to see, meet, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;fall in love and then break up...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346031032036331442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/SjDq5i69j7I/AAAAAAAAEZE/RoBOUTt_U9g/s200/shattered_tears_x.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Never knew it was so easy..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Atleast for you !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/766570155048674593-3151766254264399005?l=dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com/feeds/3151766254264399005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=766570155048674593&amp;postID=3151766254264399005' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/766570155048674593/posts/default/3151766254264399005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/766570155048674593/posts/default/3151766254264399005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com/2009/06/its-so-easy-to-see-meet-fall-in-love.html' title=''/><author><name>Srishti Padathiyaar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/R-R_h4GDgAI/AAAAAAAAAxY/PyJYWfyUFkE/S220/ATUAAAB35nz4OdrbrfWTEweEv6pl2nH_L1qEZv2tUPtc9Yk9JyVNalEoVA_Htt8AutUjtiADYbuUBjOgj1Ij-EEVjS_SAJtU9VCxe3YTPajWntJno217vMNpPjFoog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/SjDq5i69j7I/AAAAAAAAEZE/RoBOUTt_U9g/s72-c/shattered_tears_x.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-766570155048674593.post-3946206307352784903</id><published>2009-06-09T10:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T10:43:17.889-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;It rained here heavily today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No one knew it was the &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tears I shed for him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345384665583989682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/Si6fCEP0M7I/AAAAAAAAEY8/p-VEOFeIRHg/s200/rain.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;Oh! It doesn't matter,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;for he too din't know !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let it rain..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Till I feel calm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/766570155048674593-3946206307352784903?l=dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com/feeds/3946206307352784903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=766570155048674593&amp;postID=3946206307352784903' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/766570155048674593/posts/default/3946206307352784903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/766570155048674593/posts/default/3946206307352784903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com/2009/06/it-rained-here-heavily-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Srishti Padathiyaar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/R-R_h4GDgAI/AAAAAAAAAxY/PyJYWfyUFkE/S220/ATUAAAB35nz4OdrbrfWTEweEv6pl2nH_L1qEZv2tUPtc9Yk9JyVNalEoVA_Htt8AutUjtiADYbuUBjOgj1Ij-EEVjS_SAJtU9VCxe3YTPajWntJno217vMNpPjFoog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/Si6fCEP0M7I/AAAAAAAAEY8/p-VEOFeIRHg/s72-c/rain.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-766570155048674593.post-1026566905620651247</id><published>2009-06-04T10:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T16:41:06.980-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I saw a bajaj scooter&lt;br /&gt;passing by today.&lt;br /&gt;A very rare sight on the&lt;br /&gt;cobbled streets of Brussels.&lt;br /&gt;A man with his daughter&lt;br /&gt;was on it, her little hands&lt;br /&gt;tightly around his waist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad too, has a bajaj scooter.&lt;br /&gt;The one in which I've had&lt;br /&gt;a lot of incredible rides.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is still there, parked&lt;br /&gt;on a corner of my house.&lt;br /&gt;Not used very often now.&lt;br /&gt;When my new black car&lt;br /&gt;took over the garage,&lt;br /&gt;it silently wept, I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343621562483113954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 141px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/Sihbf9Xsf-I/AAAAAAAAEYc/Gt_nxeCGqQE/s200/bajaj.jpg" border="0" /&gt;But I still miss that bajaj scooter&lt;br /&gt;and the rides with my dad,&lt;br /&gt;tightly holding my hands&lt;br /&gt;around his waist !!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/766570155048674593-1026566905620651247?l=dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com/feeds/1026566905620651247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=766570155048674593&amp;postID=1026566905620651247' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/766570155048674593/posts/default/1026566905620651247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/766570155048674593/posts/default/1026566905620651247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-saw-bajaj-scooter-passing-by-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Srishti Padathiyaar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/R-R_h4GDgAI/AAAAAAAAAxY/PyJYWfyUFkE/S220/ATUAAAB35nz4OdrbrfWTEweEv6pl2nH_L1qEZv2tUPtc9Yk9JyVNalEoVA_Htt8AutUjtiADYbuUBjOgj1Ij-EEVjS_SAJtU9VCxe3YTPajWntJno217vMNpPjFoog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/Sihbf9Xsf-I/AAAAAAAAEYc/Gt_nxeCGqQE/s72-c/bajaj.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-766570155048674593.post-5250912210251289316</id><published>2009-06-03T07:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T07:51:11.110-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I smiled looking&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;at his childlike face.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I simply smiled.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He asked me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;why I was smiling?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I simply smiled again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343113702614746370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 154px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/SiaNmn7fxQI/AAAAAAAAEYU/H_mBwagwRRw/s200/3063834933_4716c61784.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;Why do you have&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to ask me this everytime?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There are a million hidden&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dreams and feelings in those smiles.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Those are things I'll never tell you ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For I know, you are not mine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So just see me smile &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;looking at your childlike face.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/766570155048674593-5250912210251289316?l=dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com/feeds/5250912210251289316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=766570155048674593&amp;postID=5250912210251289316' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/766570155048674593/posts/default/5250912210251289316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/766570155048674593/posts/default/5250912210251289316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-smiled-looking-at-his-childlike-face.html' title=''/><author><name>Srishti Padathiyaar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/R-R_h4GDgAI/AAAAAAAAAxY/PyJYWfyUFkE/S220/ATUAAAB35nz4OdrbrfWTEweEv6pl2nH_L1qEZv2tUPtc9Yk9JyVNalEoVA_Htt8AutUjtiADYbuUBjOgj1Ij-EEVjS_SAJtU9VCxe3YTPajWntJno217vMNpPjFoog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/SiaNmn7fxQI/AAAAAAAAEYU/H_mBwagwRRw/s72-c/3063834933_4716c61784.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-766570155048674593.post-5387382800154453710</id><published>2009-05-31T21:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T21:27:40.349-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I haven't watched&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;TV since yesterday...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I haven't read the &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;newspapers since yesterday...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wouldn't dare to&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;for I do not want to see&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;your soulless body, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;your frozen blue face!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let me remember you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;as my dearest 'aami' ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342210690393309090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 191px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/SiNYUZQv_6I/AAAAAAAAEXk/d1bKI-XUt4M/s320/s12.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I remember your twinkling eyes..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I remember your smell..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I remember your embrace..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I remember your words..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I remember your smiles..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I remember your naughty comments...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I remember everything about you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I cried for hours&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and it made me feel better.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've missed you all these years.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will miss you all coming years.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/766570155048674593-5387382800154453710?l=dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com/feeds/5387382800154453710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=766570155048674593&amp;postID=5387382800154453710' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/766570155048674593/posts/default/5387382800154453710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/766570155048674593/posts/default/5387382800154453710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-havent-watched-tv-since-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>Srishti Padathiyaar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/R-R_h4GDgAI/AAAAAAAAAxY/PyJYWfyUFkE/S220/ATUAAAB35nz4OdrbrfWTEweEv6pl2nH_L1qEZv2tUPtc9Yk9JyVNalEoVA_Htt8AutUjtiADYbuUBjOgj1Ij-EEVjS_SAJtU9VCxe3YTPajWntJno217vMNpPjFoog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/SiNYUZQv_6I/AAAAAAAAEXk/d1bKI-XUt4M/s72-c/s12.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-766570155048674593.post-2154511840949916942</id><published>2009-05-28T07:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T07:16:08.973-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt; I hate the corporate world.&lt;br /&gt;Oh God!&lt;br /&gt;Please don't push me into it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340878248367878802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 160px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/Sh6ceD6T8pI/AAAAAAAAEXU/wU8oD1h658o/s200/Corporate.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I have never understood&lt;br /&gt;the agendas, targets,&lt;br /&gt;diplomacy or politics.&lt;br /&gt;I do not wish to understand them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me be happy in my world&lt;br /&gt;where words come alive,&lt;br /&gt;birds play around me,&lt;br /&gt;flowers allure me with it's fragnance,&lt;br /&gt;where dreams come alive&lt;br /&gt;and urge me to write...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340878240929818866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/Sh6cdoM8KPI/AAAAAAAAEXM/I1PdpBC_eWQ/s200/fantasyworldWPbg.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I feel the bliss here.&lt;br /&gt;I'm happy here.&lt;br /&gt;Oh God!&lt;br /&gt;Please dont snatch this amazing world from me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/766570155048674593-2154511840949916942?l=dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com/feeds/2154511840949916942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=766570155048674593&amp;postID=2154511840949916942' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/766570155048674593/posts/default/2154511840949916942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/766570155048674593/posts/default/2154511840949916942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-hate-corporate-world.html' title=''/><author><name>Srishti Padathiyaar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/R-R_h4GDgAI/AAAAAAAAAxY/PyJYWfyUFkE/S220/ATUAAAB35nz4OdrbrfWTEweEv6pl2nH_L1qEZv2tUPtc9Yk9JyVNalEoVA_Htt8AutUjtiADYbuUBjOgj1Ij-EEVjS_SAJtU9VCxe3YTPajWntJno217vMNpPjFoog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/Sh6ceD6T8pI/AAAAAAAAEXU/wU8oD1h658o/s72-c/Corporate.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-766570155048674593.post-1995307160674894834</id><published>2009-05-28T06:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T07:18:03.457-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;We played a game.&lt;br /&gt;We set the rules too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Why did you get worried?&lt;br /&gt;I know the rules,&lt;br /&gt;I haven't forgotten them.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;(Though I would love to!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340878855745162162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 198px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/Sh6dBakVy7I/AAAAAAAAEXc/Q6QkTpDhhjQ/s200/boy_girl_playing.jpg" border="0" /&gt;'Come, let's play again.&lt;br /&gt;So that I see your&lt;br /&gt;excitement like a small boy.&lt;br /&gt;But I must say,&lt;br /&gt;you are tempting me&lt;br /&gt;to forget the rules.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe he knew it.&lt;br /&gt;Because he din't come&lt;br /&gt;to play with me again!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/766570155048674593-1995307160674894834?l=dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com/feeds/1995307160674894834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=766570155048674593&amp;postID=1995307160674894834' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/766570155048674593/posts/default/1995307160674894834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/766570155048674593/posts/default/1995307160674894834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com/2009/05/we-played-game.html' title=''/><author><name>Srishti Padathiyaar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/R-R_h4GDgAI/AAAAAAAAAxY/PyJYWfyUFkE/S220/ATUAAAB35nz4OdrbrfWTEweEv6pl2nH_L1qEZv2tUPtc9Yk9JyVNalEoVA_Htt8AutUjtiADYbuUBjOgj1Ij-EEVjS_SAJtU9VCxe3YTPajWntJno217vMNpPjFoog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/Sh6dBakVy7I/AAAAAAAAEXc/Q6QkTpDhhjQ/s72-c/boy_girl_playing.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-766570155048674593.post-9098775760571334726</id><published>2009-05-27T06:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T06:53:27.782-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chocolates</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;He offered me a chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I said, 'No, Thanks.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;'But you love chocolates?!' he said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;'Yes, I do.' And I did not explain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340501232799691954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/Sh1Fk3ePtLI/AAAAAAAAEW0/YfzetJ64Yh4/s200/chocolates.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I watched him eat his chocolate all by himself.&lt;br /&gt;I did not feel tempted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;(I wanted to laugh)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I just smiled.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I simply thought to myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Did he not know that&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the things you love the most&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;should be enjoyed very slowly?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If I have it all day and night,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will stop loving it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I want to enjoy chocolates forever! "&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/766570155048674593-9098775760571334726?l=dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com/feeds/9098775760571334726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=766570155048674593&amp;postID=9098775760571334726' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/766570155048674593/posts/default/9098775760571334726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/766570155048674593/posts/default/9098775760571334726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com/2009/05/chocolates.html' title='Chocolates'/><author><name>Srishti Padathiyaar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/R-R_h4GDgAI/AAAAAAAAAxY/PyJYWfyUFkE/S220/ATUAAAB35nz4OdrbrfWTEweEv6pl2nH_L1qEZv2tUPtc9Yk9JyVNalEoVA_Htt8AutUjtiADYbuUBjOgj1Ij-EEVjS_SAJtU9VCxe3YTPajWntJno217vMNpPjFoog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/Sh1Fk3ePtLI/AAAAAAAAEW0/YfzetJ64Yh4/s72-c/chocolates.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-766570155048674593.post-6175664653950807436</id><published>2009-05-26T17:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T17:11:53.414-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I sense something fishy.&lt;br /&gt;Or is that I don't have the&lt;br /&gt;mere common sense to grasp his thoughts?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aahh! it seems I don't have&lt;br /&gt;the sensibility to sense&lt;br /&gt;even the most intelligible ideas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..that senseless I've become.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/766570155048674593-6175664653950807436?l=dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com/feeds/6175664653950807436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=766570155048674593&amp;postID=6175664653950807436' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/766570155048674593/posts/default/6175664653950807436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/766570155048674593/posts/default/6175664653950807436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-sense-something-fishy.html' title=''/><author><name>Srishti Padathiyaar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/R-R_h4GDgAI/AAAAAAAAAxY/PyJYWfyUFkE/S220/ATUAAAB35nz4OdrbrfWTEweEv6pl2nH_L1qEZv2tUPtc9Yk9JyVNalEoVA_Htt8AutUjtiADYbuUBjOgj1Ij-EEVjS_SAJtU9VCxe3YTPajWntJno217vMNpPjFoog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-766570155048674593.post-1396786359940952374</id><published>2009-05-26T04:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T05:03:33.895-07:00</updated><title type='text'>If I want...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I can call you now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can text you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Type and send msgs like...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;'I love you'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;'I miss you'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;'I can't live without you'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;'Kisses'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;'Hugs'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;'Yours forever'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340101824355021794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 110px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/ShvaUPEYs-I/AAAAAAAAEWk/b1tAu20xnFc/s200/header.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I wont.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Because ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;only your number is familiar to me now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You've become unfamiliar to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I still cherish the familiar 'you' in me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/766570155048674593-1396786359940952374?l=dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com/feeds/1396786359940952374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=766570155048674593&amp;postID=1396786359940952374' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/766570155048674593/posts/default/1396786359940952374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/766570155048674593/posts/default/1396786359940952374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com/2009/05/if-i-want.html' title='If I want...'/><author><name>Srishti Padathiyaar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/R-R_h4GDgAI/AAAAAAAAAxY/PyJYWfyUFkE/S220/ATUAAAB35nz4OdrbrfWTEweEv6pl2nH_L1qEZv2tUPtc9Yk9JyVNalEoVA_Htt8AutUjtiADYbuUBjOgj1Ij-EEVjS_SAJtU9VCxe3YTPajWntJno217vMNpPjFoog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/ShvaUPEYs-I/AAAAAAAAEWk/b1tAu20xnFc/s72-c/header.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-766570155048674593.post-7798769213418310689</id><published>2009-05-25T16:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T16:50:21.310-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I lost my 'self ' long back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A monster, I became.&lt;br /&gt;Insane to the core.&lt;br /&gt;Yelling and cribbing&lt;br /&gt;my head on small things.&lt;br /&gt;Loosing temper so quickly&lt;br /&gt;that I could not control.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was not like this.&lt;br /&gt;I remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339908898905010450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/Shsq2fwuMRI/AAAAAAAAEWc/XKyS7cyaozo/s200/1867987496_a384bf0551.jpg" border="0" /&gt; I feel calm and peaceful now.&lt;br /&gt;I can see my 'self ' on the mirror.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm at peace..... ... .. .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/766570155048674593-7798769213418310689?l=dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com/feeds/7798769213418310689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=766570155048674593&amp;postID=7798769213418310689' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/766570155048674593/posts/default/7798769213418310689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/766570155048674593/posts/default/7798769213418310689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-lost-my-self-long-back.html' title=''/><author><name>Srishti Padathiyaar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/R-R_h4GDgAI/AAAAAAAAAxY/PyJYWfyUFkE/S220/ATUAAAB35nz4OdrbrfWTEweEv6pl2nH_L1qEZv2tUPtc9Yk9JyVNalEoVA_Htt8AutUjtiADYbuUBjOgj1Ij-EEVjS_SAJtU9VCxe3YTPajWntJno217vMNpPjFoog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/Shsq2fwuMRI/AAAAAAAAEWc/XKyS7cyaozo/s72-c/1867987496_a384bf0551.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-766570155048674593.post-2722145171798899300</id><published>2009-05-25T07:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T07:59:38.462-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I feel like writing a million lines about you, but I will not.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;You know it all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339776014416444242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 148px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/Shqx_mdxe1I/AAAAAAAAEWU/YRNYJAQ-TrA/s200/RomanticCoupleInWateratSunset.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today I discovered... 'I'm beautiful!'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks to you... I felt it after years !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&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/766570155048674593-2722145171798899300?l=dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com/feeds/2722145171798899300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=766570155048674593&amp;postID=2722145171798899300' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/766570155048674593/posts/default/2722145171798899300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/766570155048674593/posts/default/2722145171798899300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-feel-like-writing-million-lines-about.html' title=''/><author><name>Srishti Padathiyaar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/R-R_h4GDgAI/AAAAAAAAAxY/PyJYWfyUFkE/S220/ATUAAAB35nz4OdrbrfWTEweEv6pl2nH_L1qEZv2tUPtc9Yk9JyVNalEoVA_Htt8AutUjtiADYbuUBjOgj1Ij-EEVjS_SAJtU9VCxe3YTPajWntJno217vMNpPjFoog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/Shqx_mdxe1I/AAAAAAAAEWU/YRNYJAQ-TrA/s72-c/RomanticCoupleInWateratSunset.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-766570155048674593.post-2771203861930903810</id><published>2009-05-21T19:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T15:43:14.939-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I wish ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I did not have to see&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;jets crawling in the sky.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wish ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;they did not leave white trails&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;for me to stare for hours.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Even if I had to see them,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;why can't they vanish in a wink?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339153481646165858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/Shh7zbLPT2I/AAAAAAAAEWM/ambhcvEPYY8/s200/img_0423-custom.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I miss home !!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/766570155048674593-2771203861930903810?l=dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com/feeds/2771203861930903810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=766570155048674593&amp;postID=2771203861930903810' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/766570155048674593/posts/default/2771203861930903810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/766570155048674593/posts/default/2771203861930903810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-wish.html' title=''/><author><name>Srishti Padathiyaar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/R-R_h4GDgAI/AAAAAAAAAxY/PyJYWfyUFkE/S220/ATUAAAB35nz4OdrbrfWTEweEv6pl2nH_L1qEZv2tUPtc9Yk9JyVNalEoVA_Htt8AutUjtiADYbuUBjOgj1Ij-EEVjS_SAJtU9VCxe3YTPajWntJno217vMNpPjFoog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/Shh7zbLPT2I/AAAAAAAAEWM/ambhcvEPYY8/s72-c/img_0423-custom.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-766570155048674593.post-7106780572229239665</id><published>2009-05-21T18:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T15:39:25.790-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;He called me a saddist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I did not deny.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338455974309343410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 187px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/ShYBbJ3FMLI/AAAAAAAAEWE/2RgxFh3lfYM/s200/i37376625.jpg" border="0" /&gt;For, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I enjoy pleasure in pain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But he never understood&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I enjoy the pleasure in my pain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not other's !!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/766570155048674593-7106780572229239665?l=dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com/feeds/7106780572229239665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=766570155048674593&amp;postID=7106780572229239665' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/766570155048674593/posts/default/7106780572229239665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/766570155048674593/posts/default/7106780572229239665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com/2009/05/he-called-me-saddist.html' title=''/><author><name>Srishti Padathiyaar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/R-R_h4GDgAI/AAAAAAAAAxY/PyJYWfyUFkE/S220/ATUAAAB35nz4OdrbrfWTEweEv6pl2nH_L1qEZv2tUPtc9Yk9JyVNalEoVA_Htt8AutUjtiADYbuUBjOgj1Ij-EEVjS_SAJtU9VCxe3YTPajWntJno217vMNpPjFoog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/ShYBbJ3FMLI/AAAAAAAAEWE/2RgxFh3lfYM/s72-c/i37376625.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-766570155048674593.post-1160952376536460430</id><published>2009-05-21T17:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T17:40:41.415-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Passion</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Emily burnt like the cigarette between her shivering fingers. She was shivering head to toe as she sat next to the window, looking outside at the lonely park. It was a cold breezy night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338439260269747042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 134px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/ShXyORNgm2I/AAAAAAAAEVs/eXtVPetNU-Y/s200/girl_smoking_-_resized_g4ab.bmp" border="0" /&gt;She casually thought about her first meeting with Ed. So passionate, that they did not wait for a second chance to kiss. It was again a cold night. She was wearing a light jacket that couldn’t resist the rude weather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;‘One can’t trust the Belgian weather.’ Ed said, as he smiled looking at her sparkling eyes. That was his first conversation with Emily. ‘One can’t trust a man’s mind’, she now thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As Emily searched for the pack of cigarettes for the next smoke, she could see a young lad staring at her, not realizing that she was not there at the window for a catch late in the night. She looked at him for a while and looked away at the sleeping urban jungle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cities are not so scary like the countryside at night, where Emily grew up. They are beautifully illuminated even at night though you can expect the worst nightmare. But the first night with Ed was not scary but memorable, like rest of the days and nights that followed. Those days were very beautiful that their six year old son, Mathew was now silently sleeping in Emily’s bedroom, believing his mother was sleeping close to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emily felt her tears rolling down her cheeks. But when she tried to wipe it off, she realized there were no tears. She was not left with enough energy to cry more. She had cried all her life till now, after Ed had left Emily and Mathew when he was just six months old. He had not ditched both of them, but had gone to follow his dreams to become an accomplished writer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emily visited bookshops regularly to search for the name, ‘Edward John’ among the new comers list. She even tried in the best selling lists restlessly, if she had missed his previous books. But never found Ed’s name or books. She had been sighing, weeping and crying since then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;‘Let me write my first thoughts ever. Hope you will like it, Ed.’ Emily thought while she walked to the dining table. Everything was ready for her to start writing. Papers and pen had been set long since she had been thinking of writing to Ed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emily had been waiting for the right moment to begin that creative process. And finally, here it was! It was a cold, breezy and silent night. Everything was perfect now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emily took the pen and began writing, a task which had never tried before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Ed,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is my first ever writing, only for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You always wanted to be my first lover.&lt;br /&gt;I wanted you to be my last lover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I played passionately and won.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yours forever,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emily&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While Emily wrote her name, her hand was shivering and weak, not because of the freezing night, this time. She was bleeding to death while her right hand drenched in blood. Emily was soaked to her skin in red making her beautiful face, pale now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She played and won passionately. Indeed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/766570155048674593-1160952376536460430?l=dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com/feeds/1160952376536460430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=766570155048674593&amp;postID=1160952376536460430' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/766570155048674593/posts/default/1160952376536460430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/766570155048674593/posts/default/1160952376536460430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com/2009/05/passion.html' title='Passion'/><author><name>Srishti Padathiyaar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/R-R_h4GDgAI/AAAAAAAAAxY/PyJYWfyUFkE/S220/ATUAAAB35nz4OdrbrfWTEweEv6pl2nH_L1qEZv2tUPtc9Yk9JyVNalEoVA_Htt8AutUjtiADYbuUBjOgj1Ij-EEVjS_SAJtU9VCxe3YTPajWntJno217vMNpPjFoog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/ShXyORNgm2I/AAAAAAAAEVs/eXtVPetNU-Y/s72-c/girl_smoking_-_resized_g4ab.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-766570155048674593.post-3613974945306580846</id><published>2009-05-21T15:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T17:07:42.573-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Freeeeeeze</title><content type='html'>I wish ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyone else froze&lt;br /&gt;for a few minutes,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338405894847811794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 133px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/ShXT4JVBUNI/AAAAAAAAEVk/zkSzKj_sv3s/s200/PRO2082.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could hug you tightly&lt;br /&gt;and kiss your lips passionately !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/766570155048674593-3613974945306580846?l=dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com/feeds/3613974945306580846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=766570155048674593&amp;postID=3613974945306580846' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/766570155048674593/posts/default/3613974945306580846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/766570155048674593/posts/default/3613974945306580846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com/2009/05/freeeeeeze.html' title='Freeeeeeze'/><author><name>Srishti Padathiyaar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/R-R_h4GDgAI/AAAAAAAAAxY/PyJYWfyUFkE/S220/ATUAAAB35nz4OdrbrfWTEweEv6pl2nH_L1qEZv2tUPtc9Yk9JyVNalEoVA_Htt8AutUjtiADYbuUBjOgj1Ij-EEVjS_SAJtU9VCxe3YTPajWntJno217vMNpPjFoog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/ShXT4JVBUNI/AAAAAAAAEVk/zkSzKj_sv3s/s72-c/PRO2082.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-766570155048674593.post-2599632083980463057</id><published>2009-05-21T09:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T09:38:06.037-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I cried today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338316623444173970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 194px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/ShWCr3bz5JI/AAAAAAAAEVc/QQ6uTwoCvig/s200/GIRL_CRYING.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not because&lt;br /&gt;I was missing him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not because&lt;br /&gt;I was lonely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not because&lt;br /&gt;I was wasting days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Not because&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to release my tensions.&lt;/p&gt;Not because&lt;br /&gt;I was away from my goals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not because&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to break free from relations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I cried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cried because&lt;br /&gt;I felt like crying !!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/766570155048674593-2599632083980463057?l=dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com/feeds/2599632083980463057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=766570155048674593&amp;postID=2599632083980463057' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/766570155048674593/posts/default/2599632083980463057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/766570155048674593/posts/default/2599632083980463057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-cried-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Srishti Padathiyaar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/R-R_h4GDgAI/AAAAAAAAAxY/PyJYWfyUFkE/S220/ATUAAAB35nz4OdrbrfWTEweEv6pl2nH_L1qEZv2tUPtc9Yk9JyVNalEoVA_Htt8AutUjtiADYbuUBjOgj1Ij-EEVjS_SAJtU9VCxe3YTPajWntJno217vMNpPjFoog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/ShWCr3bz5JI/AAAAAAAAEVc/QQ6uTwoCvig/s72-c/GIRL_CRYING.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-766570155048674593.post-1527242798159106527</id><published>2009-05-20T12:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T12:28:05.470-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;'Dream is an illusion'&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337989146509556498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 160px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/ShRY2MyXuxI/AAAAAAAAEVU/oj1BG4HeAHU/s200/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who said so?!&lt;br /&gt;I'm telling you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dream is an illusion for&lt;br /&gt;those who can't dream in life !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me,&lt;br /&gt;dreams show a parallel world&lt;br /&gt;where I'm happy always...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter whatever&lt;br /&gt;worst happens around !!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/766570155048674593-1527242798159106527?l=dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com/feeds/1527242798159106527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=766570155048674593&amp;postID=1527242798159106527' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/766570155048674593/posts/default/1527242798159106527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/766570155048674593/posts/default/1527242798159106527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com/2009/05/dream-is-illusion-who-said-so-im.html' title=''/><author><name>Srishti Padathiyaar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/R-R_h4GDgAI/AAAAAAAAAxY/PyJYWfyUFkE/S220/ATUAAAB35nz4OdrbrfWTEweEv6pl2nH_L1qEZv2tUPtc9Yk9JyVNalEoVA_Htt8AutUjtiADYbuUBjOgj1Ij-EEVjS_SAJtU9VCxe3YTPajWntJno217vMNpPjFoog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/ShRY2MyXuxI/AAAAAAAAEVU/oj1BG4HeAHU/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-766570155048674593.post-246503337630362421</id><published>2009-05-19T20:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T20:51:57.506-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I think I'm in love with you.&lt;br /&gt;But you dont have to worry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/ShN9_c-WLMI/AAAAAAAAEUc/lOCn8hTZVqU/s1600-h/_42800447_hug.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337748512427093186" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/ShN9_c-WLMI/AAAAAAAAEUc/lOCn8hTZVqU/s200/_42800447_hug.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/ShN9_c-WLMI/AAAAAAAAEUc/lOCn8hTZVqU/s1600-h/_42800447_hug.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/ShN9_c-WLMI/AAAAAAAAEUc/lOCn8hTZVqU/s1600-h/_42800447_hug.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can handle it by myself!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;(I meant, you don't have &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;to run away from me.)&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/766570155048674593-246503337630362421?l=dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com/feeds/246503337630362421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=766570155048674593&amp;postID=246503337630362421' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/766570155048674593/posts/default/246503337630362421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/766570155048674593/posts/default/246503337630362421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-think-im-in-love-with-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Srishti Padathiyaar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/R-R_h4GDgAI/AAAAAAAAAxY/PyJYWfyUFkE/S220/ATUAAAB35nz4OdrbrfWTEweEv6pl2nH_L1qEZv2tUPtc9Yk9JyVNalEoVA_Htt8AutUjtiADYbuUBjOgj1Ij-EEVjS_SAJtU9VCxe3YTPajWntJno217vMNpPjFoog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/ShN9_c-WLMI/AAAAAAAAEUc/lOCn8hTZVqU/s72-c/_42800447_hug.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-766570155048674593.post-6781225742535570520</id><published>2009-05-19T20:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T20:56:36.611-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Long ago...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;there lived an old man.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;People called him 'insane'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For he slept on the streets&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and had no worries still.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He lived with the 'cents'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thrown at him by the rich.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337749735685325634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/ShN_Gp91g0I/AAAAAAAAEUk/BH9J4hGjoRc/s200/436675311_7b2b28be7b.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On a bright sunny day,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he was watching a couple.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He smiled at them,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and sang a love song.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A little girl came upto him&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and asked, "What is love?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He carelessly replied:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;'They say love has no boundaries.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes, it has no boundaries when one &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;asks for commitment in love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So dear, choose a man who has &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;love and boundaries in life !!!'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/766570155048674593-6781225742535570520?l=dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com/feeds/6781225742535570520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=766570155048674593&amp;postID=6781225742535570520' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/766570155048674593/posts/default/6781225742535570520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/766570155048674593/posts/default/6781225742535570520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com/2009/05/long-ago.html' title=''/><author><name>Srishti Padathiyaar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/R-R_h4GDgAI/AAAAAAAAAxY/PyJYWfyUFkE/S220/ATUAAAB35nz4OdrbrfWTEweEv6pl2nH_L1qEZv2tUPtc9Yk9JyVNalEoVA_Htt8AutUjtiADYbuUBjOgj1Ij-EEVjS_SAJtU9VCxe3YTPajWntJno217vMNpPjFoog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/ShN_Gp91g0I/AAAAAAAAEUk/BH9J4hGjoRc/s72-c/436675311_7b2b28be7b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-766570155048674593.post-7519407341590030498</id><published>2009-04-29T15:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T15:51:54.815-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/SfjZzfPYz4I/AAAAAAAAEO8/B9zeKc2fOUQ/s1600-h/signingdocument.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330249637575577474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 129px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/SfjZzfPYz4I/AAAAAAAAEO8/B9zeKc2fOUQ/s200/signingdocument.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm tired.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm tired of writing about you...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I still,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;fill my blog about you...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I still keep on writing about you...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Because, this is all what is left now!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Atleast, let me enjoy writing ((&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;about you!!!&lt;/span&gt;))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/766570155048674593-7519407341590030498?l=dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com/feeds/7519407341590030498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=766570155048674593&amp;postID=7519407341590030498' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/766570155048674593/posts/default/7519407341590030498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/766570155048674593/posts/default/7519407341590030498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com/2009/04/im-tired.html' title=''/><author><name>Srishti Padathiyaar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/R-R_h4GDgAI/AAAAAAAAAxY/PyJYWfyUFkE/S220/ATUAAAB35nz4OdrbrfWTEweEv6pl2nH_L1qEZv2tUPtc9Yk9JyVNalEoVA_Htt8AutUjtiADYbuUBjOgj1Ij-EEVjS_SAJtU9VCxe3YTPajWntJno217vMNpPjFoog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/SfjZzfPYz4I/AAAAAAAAEO8/B9zeKc2fOUQ/s72-c/signingdocument.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-766570155048674593.post-1814311854467227044</id><published>2009-04-28T03:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T03:54:00.757-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/Sfbf5nUZ9-I/AAAAAAAAEO0/sQm3PEQiJFE/s1600-h/2848984080_652e304c0c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329693389939668962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/Sfbf5nUZ9-I/AAAAAAAAEO0/sQm3PEQiJFE/s320/2848984080_652e304c0c.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;It was a bright and sunny morning in the year 1985.&lt;br /&gt;A little boy was impatient in front of the operation theatre.&lt;br /&gt;He looked more anxious than his dad,&lt;br /&gt;for his mom had promised him a special gift very soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And at about 10.45am,&lt;br /&gt;he heard a disturbing,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;loud cry of a baby inside the room.&lt;br /&gt;He held his dad’s hands tightly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few minutes later, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a nurse opened the door and &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;brought a white wrap of cloth.&lt;br /&gt;He couldn’t see what was in it,&lt;br /&gt;so the boy stretched his legs &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and tried his best to get a glance.&lt;br /&gt;That’s when his dad took the wrap of cloth&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and showed it to him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There it was…&lt;br /&gt;His gift from mom!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wrapped in white cotton cloth,&lt;br /&gt;Tiny eyes closed and alseep,&lt;br /&gt;Tiny hands folded and close to chest,&lt;br /&gt;Curly hair, black and fallen on her forehead,&lt;br /&gt;Her face so soft and red,&lt;br /&gt;There she was lying, his gift!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His angel!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The little boy couldn’t stop his smile.&lt;br /&gt;He was afraid to touch her.&lt;br /&gt;Slowly, he bent and kissed her on the forehead.&lt;br /&gt;The first touch of love,&lt;br /&gt;she got from the unfamiliar world!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so…..&lt;br /&gt;I WAS BORN!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/766570155048674593-1814311854467227044?l=dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com/feeds/1814311854467227044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=766570155048674593&amp;postID=1814311854467227044' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/766570155048674593/posts/default/1814311854467227044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/766570155048674593/posts/default/1814311854467227044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com/2009/04/it-was-bright-and-sunny-morning-in-year.html' title=''/><author><name>Srishti Padathiyaar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/R-R_h4GDgAI/AAAAAAAAAxY/PyJYWfyUFkE/S220/ATUAAAB35nz4OdrbrfWTEweEv6pl2nH_L1qEZv2tUPtc9Yk9JyVNalEoVA_Htt8AutUjtiADYbuUBjOgj1Ij-EEVjS_SAJtU9VCxe3YTPajWntJno217vMNpPjFoog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/Sfbf5nUZ9-I/AAAAAAAAEO0/sQm3PEQiJFE/s72-c/2848984080_652e304c0c.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-766570155048674593.post-7278456309312571021</id><published>2009-04-17T13:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T13:37:13.212-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Eyes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/SejoHJRHHRI/AAAAAAAAEOs/0_ezOf3Cv8Y/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325761768810028306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 153px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/SejoHJRHHRI/AAAAAAAAEOs/0_ezOf3Cv8Y/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eyes...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sparkling!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;People attracted&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;by my sparkling eyes...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They stared&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;with a 'wow' on their lips,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;when I passed by.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I tried not to&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;look straight but down.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But the sunny day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;made my eyes more sparkling.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A girl came up to me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to know the secret &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;behind my magic eyes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I asked her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Have you ever fallen in love?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She gestured a 'no'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;with her head.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then I said.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"I'm sorry, dear. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then you can't have sparkling eyes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's a gift from God to people who have lost their love."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;As she stood clueless,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I walked away trying to &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hold the tears from rolling down&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;from my eyes as always !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/766570155048674593-7278456309312571021?l=dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com/feeds/7278456309312571021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=766570155048674593&amp;postID=7278456309312571021' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/766570155048674593/posts/default/7278456309312571021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/766570155048674593/posts/default/7278456309312571021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com/2009/04/eyes.html' title='Eyes'/><author><name>Srishti Padathiyaar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/R-R_h4GDgAI/AAAAAAAAAxY/PyJYWfyUFkE/S220/ATUAAAB35nz4OdrbrfWTEweEv6pl2nH_L1qEZv2tUPtc9Yk9JyVNalEoVA_Htt8AutUjtiADYbuUBjOgj1Ij-EEVjS_SAJtU9VCxe3YTPajWntJno217vMNpPjFoog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/SejoHJRHHRI/AAAAAAAAEOs/0_ezOf3Cv8Y/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-766570155048674593.post-127009594491314407</id><published>2009-04-17T12:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T15:15:19.062-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/SejYr10J7yI/AAAAAAAAEOk/VRdJGc7uWxU/s1600-h/love4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325744807057420066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 124px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 130px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/SejYr10J7yI/AAAAAAAAEOk/VRdJGc7uWxU/s320/love4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Muje thumse mohabat ho gayi he.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Hmmmm !!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&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/766570155048674593-127009594491314407?l=dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com/feeds/127009594491314407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=766570155048674593&amp;postID=127009594491314407' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/766570155048674593/posts/default/127009594491314407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/766570155048674593/posts/default/127009594491314407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com/2009/04/muje-thumse-mohabat-ho-gayi-he.html' title=''/><author><name>Srishti Padathiyaar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/R-R_h4GDgAI/AAAAAAAAAxY/PyJYWfyUFkE/S220/ATUAAAB35nz4OdrbrfWTEweEv6pl2nH_L1qEZv2tUPtc9Yk9JyVNalEoVA_Htt8AutUjtiADYbuUBjOgj1Ij-EEVjS_SAJtU9VCxe3YTPajWntJno217vMNpPjFoog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/SejYr10J7yI/AAAAAAAAEOk/VRdJGc7uWxU/s72-c/love4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-766570155048674593.post-5973113939427543357</id><published>2009-04-15T03:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T03:53:29.893-07:00</updated><title type='text'>'Venice'</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/SeW8VozG7PI/AAAAAAAAEOE/3oaQLCmsDzE/s1600-h/Venice+Trip+190.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324869214350535922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/SeW8VozG7PI/AAAAAAAAEOE/3oaQLCmsDzE/s320/Venice+Trip+190.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Beautiful and romantic &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;as people call it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was searching for my lost&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;memories of my lost love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;on the thin and&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;confusing lanes of Venice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wished to go in a 'gondola'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;where we could see the horizon,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;where no one else would &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;disturb our peace of love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;where we could enjoy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the sun and the cold breeze together,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;where we could kiss passionately.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I was lost...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;on the thin lanes of Venice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And my love...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;was lost long back !!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I thank God&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;for my hallucinations.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For, I enjoy it !!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/766570155048674593-5973113939427543357?l=dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com/feeds/5973113939427543357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=766570155048674593&amp;postID=5973113939427543357' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/766570155048674593/posts/default/5973113939427543357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/766570155048674593/posts/default/5973113939427543357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com/2009/04/venice.html' title='&apos;Venice&apos;'/><author><name>Srishti Padathiyaar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/R-R_h4GDgAI/AAAAAAAAAxY/PyJYWfyUFkE/S220/ATUAAAB35nz4OdrbrfWTEweEv6pl2nH_L1qEZv2tUPtc9Yk9JyVNalEoVA_Htt8AutUjtiADYbuUBjOgj1Ij-EEVjS_SAJtU9VCxe3YTPajWntJno217vMNpPjFoog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/SeW8VozG7PI/AAAAAAAAEOE/3oaQLCmsDzE/s72-c/Venice+Trip+190.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-766570155048674593.post-8127532046471333308</id><published>2009-04-14T12:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T03:26:51.011-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm hurt....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/SeThSBotFoI/AAAAAAAAEN8/5SlO-EXUhq4/s1600-h/Venice+Trip+095.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324628359251826306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/SeThSBotFoI/AAAAAAAAEN8/5SlO-EXUhq4/s320/Venice+Trip+095.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;to know someone is suffering.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Inspite of his trials to hide,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I got to know his pain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And, it hurts !!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Perhaps, he din't want &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;me to share his pain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh God ! Tell him,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I share his joys and sorrows uninvited.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's my destiny !!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&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/766570155048674593-8127532046471333308?l=dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com/feeds/8127532046471333308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=766570155048674593&amp;postID=8127532046471333308' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/766570155048674593/posts/default/8127532046471333308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/766570155048674593/posts/default/8127532046471333308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com/2009/04/im-hurt.html' title='I&apos;m hurt....'/><author><name>Srishti Padathiyaar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/R-R_h4GDgAI/AAAAAAAAAxY/PyJYWfyUFkE/S220/ATUAAAB35nz4OdrbrfWTEweEv6pl2nH_L1qEZv2tUPtc9Yk9JyVNalEoVA_Htt8AutUjtiADYbuUBjOgj1Ij-EEVjS_SAJtU9VCxe3YTPajWntJno217vMNpPjFoog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/SeThSBotFoI/AAAAAAAAEN8/5SlO-EXUhq4/s72-c/Venice+Trip+095.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-766570155048674593.post-9114047294648386416</id><published>2009-04-07T09:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T09:52:29.738-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/SduEZ3ZTf2I/AAAAAAAAEN0/zkJqgZZPY0g/s1600-h/puppet_girl.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321992964570054498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 206px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/SduEZ3ZTf2I/AAAAAAAAEN0/zkJqgZZPY0g/s320/puppet_girl.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love fighting with you...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so that i can get a warm hug &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;when it ends !!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But is this really I want in life ??!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;That question doesn't make any sense.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't you think?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I know the answer to that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And that's hidden reason behind every fight !!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/766570155048674593-9114047294648386416?l=dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com/feeds/9114047294648386416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=766570155048674593&amp;postID=9114047294648386416' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/766570155048674593/posts/default/9114047294648386416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/766570155048674593/posts/default/9114047294648386416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-love-fighting-with-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Srishti Padathiyaar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/R-R_h4GDgAI/AAAAAAAAAxY/PyJYWfyUFkE/S220/ATUAAAB35nz4OdrbrfWTEweEv6pl2nH_L1qEZv2tUPtc9Yk9JyVNalEoVA_Htt8AutUjtiADYbuUBjOgj1Ij-EEVjS_SAJtU9VCxe3YTPajWntJno217vMNpPjFoog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/SduEZ3ZTf2I/AAAAAAAAEN0/zkJqgZZPY0g/s72-c/puppet_girl.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-766570155048674593.post-2789492528557987372</id><published>2009-02-27T00:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T00:10:08.616-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm sick...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/Saef2OknaUI/AAAAAAAADgk/KyjY_k9dtV8/s1600-h/011220081942.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307386439852845378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/Saef2OknaUI/AAAAAAAADgk/KyjY_k9dtV8/s320/011220081942.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm sick of not loving you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm sick because I'm loving you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;so intensely day and night!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/766570155048674593-2789492528557987372?l=dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com/feeds/2789492528557987372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=766570155048674593&amp;postID=2789492528557987372' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/766570155048674593/posts/default/2789492528557987372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/766570155048674593/posts/default/2789492528557987372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com/2009/02/im-sick.html' title='I&apos;m sick...'/><author><name>Srishti Padathiyaar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/R-R_h4GDgAI/AAAAAAAAAxY/PyJYWfyUFkE/S220/ATUAAAB35nz4OdrbrfWTEweEv6pl2nH_L1qEZv2tUPtc9Yk9JyVNalEoVA_Htt8AutUjtiADYbuUBjOgj1Ij-EEVjS_SAJtU9VCxe3YTPajWntJno217vMNpPjFoog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/Saef2OknaUI/AAAAAAAADgk/KyjY_k9dtV8/s72-c/011220081942.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-766570155048674593.post-5942733629953846472</id><published>2009-02-09T17:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T17:48:35.329-08:00</updated><title type='text'>When it snowed......</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/SZDcZm_52BI/AAAAAAAADM8/674C6Srr-mc/s1600-h/Snow+Day+109.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300979093938493458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/SZDcZm_52BI/AAAAAAAADM8/674C6Srr-mc/s320/Snow+Day+109.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And it snowed finally... &lt;div&gt;I stepped out into the lawn&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to make a snowman&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;as everyone did that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I made a wonderful snowman.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Named it Bob!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dont ask me why?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Becoz even I dont know!! ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He became my best buddy &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;in a very few hours.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He taught me to make &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;flying angels on the snow..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He taught me to love the taste of&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;snow flakes settling on my frozen tongue..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I kissed his cold chubby cheeks..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We talked for hours while &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was polishing him..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had hell lot of fun until I sneezed!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had to get inside now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was so tired that &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I almost forgot about my buddy Bob&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;for a whole night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And woke up to see &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;his head rolled down&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;with his carrot nose buried in ice&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and the red cap with red lights on it, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that I gifted him &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;no longer glittering as it ran out of batteries.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I looked through the window&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;while I was making &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my first cup of coffee that morning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Suddenly my vision blurred..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Was it raining??!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh! Never mind,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was my tears! (Sighhhhhhh!!!!!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/766570155048674593-5942733629953846472?l=dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com/feeds/5942733629953846472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=766570155048674593&amp;postID=5942733629953846472' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/766570155048674593/posts/default/5942733629953846472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/766570155048674593/posts/default/5942733629953846472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com/2009/02/when-it-snowed.html' title='When it snowed......'/><author><name>Srishti Padathiyaar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/R-R_h4GDgAI/AAAAAAAAAxY/PyJYWfyUFkE/S220/ATUAAAB35nz4OdrbrfWTEweEv6pl2nH_L1qEZv2tUPtc9Yk9JyVNalEoVA_Htt8AutUjtiADYbuUBjOgj1Ij-EEVjS_SAJtU9VCxe3YTPajWntJno217vMNpPjFoog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/SZDcZm_52BI/AAAAAAAADM8/674C6Srr-mc/s72-c/Snow+Day+109.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-766570155048674593.post-8161324232323269239</id><published>2009-01-06T16:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T17:14:39.213-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The one song I would listen till I die!!!</title><content type='html'>For my soulmate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-29ce316bf68573b8" 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href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=766570155048674593&amp;postID=8161324232323269239' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/766570155048674593/posts/default/8161324232323269239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/766570155048674593/posts/default/8161324232323269239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com/2009/01/one-song-i-would-listen-till-i-die.html' title='The one song I would listen till I die!!!'/><author><name>Srishti Padathiyaar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/R-R_h4GDgAI/AAAAAAAAAxY/PyJYWfyUFkE/S220/ATUAAAB35nz4OdrbrfWTEweEv6pl2nH_L1qEZv2tUPtc9Yk9JyVNalEoVA_Htt8AutUjtiADYbuUBjOgj1Ij-EEVjS_SAJtU9VCxe3YTPajWntJno217vMNpPjFoog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-766570155048674593.post-1401433799068282000</id><published>2009-01-06T11:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T11:38:15.506-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ice broken!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/SWOwa2iWrlI/AAAAAAAAC6g/w9UWUvpV3GQ/s1600-h/iceberg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288264362825789010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 234px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/SWOwa2iWrlI/AAAAAAAAC6g/w9UWUvpV3GQ/s320/iceberg.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;is a very important day for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The ice is finally broken.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love will not melt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want it to stay like that forever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like a floating ice berg.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let it not stand at one place.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let it move around dancing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;with the music of wind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let it be like that forever&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;for next incarnations to come.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Even if appears small,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it's deep and emormous inside.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I feel calm now,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;though overwhelmed with emotions.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Finally, the ice is broken!!!!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/766570155048674593-1401433799068282000?l=dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com/feeds/1401433799068282000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=766570155048674593&amp;postID=1401433799068282000' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/766570155048674593/posts/default/1401433799068282000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/766570155048674593/posts/default/1401433799068282000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com/2009/01/ice-broken.html' title='Ice broken!!!'/><author><name>Srishti Padathiyaar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/R-R_h4GDgAI/AAAAAAAAAxY/PyJYWfyUFkE/S220/ATUAAAB35nz4OdrbrfWTEweEv6pl2nH_L1qEZv2tUPtc9Yk9JyVNalEoVA_Htt8AutUjtiADYbuUBjOgj1Ij-EEVjS_SAJtU9VCxe3YTPajWntJno217vMNpPjFoog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/SWOwa2iWrlI/AAAAAAAAC6g/w9UWUvpV3GQ/s72-c/iceberg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-766570155048674593.post-120021101660468496</id><published>2009-01-05T16:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T16:53:33.499-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mood Swings!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/SWKqXIOJsjI/AAAAAAAAC6U/0aWHGoISTVU/s1600-h/Image2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287976226806936114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/SWKqXIOJsjI/AAAAAAAAC6U/0aWHGoISTVU/s320/Image2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Oh!! I just hate this.&lt;br /&gt;When will I get over these mood swings!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;£%^£*$^%$(&amp;amp;%&amp;amp;(^&amp;amp;*%*%^£%£"^$&amp;amp;^%$%^&amp;amp;%&amp;amp;%£%&lt;br /&gt;I feel like a pendulum now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left to right..&lt;br /&gt;left to right..&lt;br /&gt;left to right..&lt;br /&gt;left to right..&lt;br /&gt;left to right..&lt;br /&gt;left to right..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right to left??!!&lt;br /&gt;right to left..&lt;br /&gt;right to left..&lt;br /&gt;right to left..&lt;br /&gt;right to left..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like a pendulum.!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/766570155048674593-120021101660468496?l=dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com/feeds/120021101660468496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=766570155048674593&amp;postID=120021101660468496' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/766570155048674593/posts/default/120021101660468496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/766570155048674593/posts/default/120021101660468496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com/2009/01/mood-swings.html' title='Mood Swings!!!'/><author><name>Srishti Padathiyaar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/R-R_h4GDgAI/AAAAAAAAAxY/PyJYWfyUFkE/S220/ATUAAAB35nz4OdrbrfWTEweEv6pl2nH_L1qEZv2tUPtc9Yk9JyVNalEoVA_Htt8AutUjtiADYbuUBjOgj1Ij-EEVjS_SAJtU9VCxe3YTPajWntJno217vMNpPjFoog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/SWKqXIOJsjI/AAAAAAAAC6U/0aWHGoISTVU/s72-c/Image2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-766570155048674593.post-6814637475856975008</id><published>2009-01-05T16:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T16:30:31.008-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Letters from my favourite authors</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/SWKlO5YdveI/AAAAAAAAC6M/njsFJ5heBCE/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287970587826568674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/SWKlO5YdveI/AAAAAAAAC6M/njsFJ5heBCE/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dear Lakshmi,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you so much for your lovely mail - it's always so encouraging to get praise directly from readers - especially those who have liked one of my books enough to re-read it, as you have done!&lt;br /&gt;I was also very pleased to hear about your work in Karunalayam, which must have brought you immense satisfaction.&lt;br /&gt;Do read my other books too when you have the time - or wait for the new one which will be out in summer 2009. There will be a launch in London so, if you think you may be able to come up from Harrow, do please email me again in June and I will send you an invitation.&lt;br /&gt;In the meantime, my best wishes to you,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jaishree Mishra&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/SWKlBJrCf-I/AAAAAAAAC6E/inH4Vkosdt0/s1600-h/paulo-coelho-sm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287970351681273826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 234px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 270px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/SWKlBJrCf-I/AAAAAAAAC6E/inH4Vkosdt0/s320/paulo-coelho-sm.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;Dear Lakshmi,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope that this message finds you in high spirits, as I was when Ireceived yours. I thank you for your kind words and inspiration.The Warrior of light concentrates on the small miracles of daily life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Paulo Coelho&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*** Ancient Promises by Jayshree Mishra and Paulo Coelho's Brida are my favourite books.&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/766570155048674593-6814637475856975008?l=dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com/feeds/6814637475856975008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=766570155048674593&amp;postID=6814637475856975008' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/766570155048674593/posts/default/6814637475856975008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/766570155048674593/posts/default/6814637475856975008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com/2009/01/letters-from-my-favourite-authors.html' title='Letters from my favourite authors'/><author><name>Srishti Padathiyaar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/R-R_h4GDgAI/AAAAAAAAAxY/PyJYWfyUFkE/S220/ATUAAAB35nz4OdrbrfWTEweEv6pl2nH_L1qEZv2tUPtc9Yk9JyVNalEoVA_Htt8AutUjtiADYbuUBjOgj1Ij-EEVjS_SAJtU9VCxe3YTPajWntJno217vMNpPjFoog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/SWKlO5YdveI/AAAAAAAAC6M/njsFJ5heBCE/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-766570155048674593.post-4692959256362918811</id><published>2009-01-05T13:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T14:04:12.145-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"BRIDAISM"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/SWKC9qGnXqI/AAAAAAAAC58/yiVX3GZLmLA/s1600-h/040120092053.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287932908272049826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/SWKC9qGnXqI/AAAAAAAAC58/yiVX3GZLmLA/s320/040120092053.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onclick="" href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/00927936578239183506" rel="nofollow"&gt;peter ivan&lt;/a&gt; said...&lt;br /&gt;got a new term bridaism, i feel we love magic and in each one of us there is a magician&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;In reply to the comment on Brida...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"BRIDAISM"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A great coinage!!!&lt;br /&gt;You are right that&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;in each one of us&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;there is a magician.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So hope we work that magic&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;for the good &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;of humanity and the world!!!&lt;br /&gt;My magic wand is drawing circles&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;in the air recently!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hope it creates a big change in my life!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and in the lives of people surrounding me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/766570155048674593-4692959256362918811?l=dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com/feeds/4692959256362918811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=766570155048674593&amp;postID=4692959256362918811' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/766570155048674593/posts/default/4692959256362918811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/766570155048674593/posts/default/4692959256362918811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com/2009/01/bridaism.html' title='&quot;BRIDAISM&quot;'/><author><name>Srishti Padathiyaar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/R-R_h4GDgAI/AAAAAAAAAxY/PyJYWfyUFkE/S220/ATUAAAB35nz4OdrbrfWTEweEv6pl2nH_L1qEZv2tUPtc9Yk9JyVNalEoVA_Htt8AutUjtiADYbuUBjOgj1Ij-EEVjS_SAJtU9VCxe3YTPajWntJno217vMNpPjFoog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/SWKC9qGnXqI/AAAAAAAAC58/yiVX3GZLmLA/s72-c/040120092053.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-766570155048674593.post-4730371006051472265</id><published>2009-01-05T10:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T10:32:32.441-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Brida.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/SWJM4pvRPgI/AAAAAAAAC50/sFvmMqkt8m8/s1600-h/040120092054.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287873448646884866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/SWJM4pvRPgI/AAAAAAAAC50/sFvmMqkt8m8/s320/040120092054.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm brida...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Since I read the book&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I feel like her...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I live like her...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think like her...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Is this a Bridasyndrome???!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(I really doubt.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways, I enjoy this hallucination.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thankx to Paulo for this wonderful work.!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/766570155048674593-4730371006051472265?l=dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com/feeds/4730371006051472265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=766570155048674593&amp;postID=4730371006051472265' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/766570155048674593/posts/default/4730371006051472265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/766570155048674593/posts/default/4730371006051472265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com/2009/01/brida.html' title='Brida.....'/><author><name>Srishti Padathiyaar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/R-R_h4GDgAI/AAAAAAAAAxY/PyJYWfyUFkE/S220/ATUAAAB35nz4OdrbrfWTEweEv6pl2nH_L1qEZv2tUPtc9Yk9JyVNalEoVA_Htt8AutUjtiADYbuUBjOgj1Ij-EEVjS_SAJtU9VCxe3YTPajWntJno217vMNpPjFoog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/SWJM4pvRPgI/AAAAAAAAC50/sFvmMqkt8m8/s72-c/040120092054.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-766570155048674593.post-5357550328683428186</id><published>2009-01-04T09:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T09:34:01.028-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/SWDxWWGTSVI/AAAAAAAAC5s/_CMbhsotCO0/s1600-h/New+Year%27s+Eve+009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287491328724388178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/SWDxWWGTSVI/AAAAAAAAC5s/_CMbhsotCO0/s320/New+Year%27s+Eve+009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy new year all..&lt;br /&gt;I wish you all success and happiness this year..&lt;br /&gt;May you achieve all your dreams this year..&lt;br /&gt;I wish you ...&lt;br /&gt;blah blah blah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy 2005!!&lt;br /&gt;Ooopss!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess, that was my laaaaast new year!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to admit,&lt;br /&gt;I have not had anymore 'happy' new years!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was my last one.&lt;br /&gt;Rest are just years!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, it's 2009&lt;br /&gt;One more year, to the list!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/766570155048674593-5357550328683428186?l=dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com/feeds/5357550328683428186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=766570155048674593&amp;postID=5357550328683428186' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/766570155048674593/posts/default/5357550328683428186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/766570155048674593/posts/default/5357550328683428186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year!!!'/><author><name>Srishti Padathiyaar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/R-R_h4GDgAI/AAAAAAAAAxY/PyJYWfyUFkE/S220/ATUAAAB35nz4OdrbrfWTEweEv6pl2nH_L1qEZv2tUPtc9Yk9JyVNalEoVA_Htt8AutUjtiADYbuUBjOgj1Ij-EEVjS_SAJtU9VCxe3YTPajWntJno217vMNpPjFoog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/SWDxWWGTSVI/AAAAAAAAC5s/_CMbhsotCO0/s72-c/New+Year%27s+Eve+009.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-766570155048674593.post-3985985841438112317</id><published>2009-01-04T09:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T09:23:39.855-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I wish....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/SWDu5YkehHI/AAAAAAAAC5k/Z_mHmYpZQ5Q/s1600-h/Heysel+28Dec2008+071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287488632148362354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/SWDu5YkehHI/AAAAAAAAC5k/Z_mHmYpZQ5Q/s320/Heysel+28Dec2008+071.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could turn back and not look into my life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish to elope into the woods...&lt;br /&gt;to blend with nature...&lt;br /&gt;live wild...&lt;br /&gt;with no inhibitions...&lt;br /&gt;like any other animal...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish to fly away...&lt;br /&gt;In search of peace...&lt;br /&gt;In search of the eternal truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/766570155048674593-3985985841438112317?l=dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com/feeds/3985985841438112317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=766570155048674593&amp;postID=3985985841438112317' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/766570155048674593/posts/default/3985985841438112317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/766570155048674593/posts/default/3985985841438112317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-wish.html' title='I wish....'/><author><name>Srishti Padathiyaar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/R-R_h4GDgAI/AAAAAAAAAxY/PyJYWfyUFkE/S220/ATUAAAB35nz4OdrbrfWTEweEv6pl2nH_L1qEZv2tUPtc9Yk9JyVNalEoVA_Htt8AutUjtiADYbuUBjOgj1Ij-EEVjS_SAJtU9VCxe3YTPajWntJno217vMNpPjFoog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/SWDu5YkehHI/AAAAAAAAC5k/Z_mHmYpZQ5Q/s72-c/Heysel+28Dec2008+071.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-766570155048674593.post-4223877220637288292</id><published>2008-11-03T14:49:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T14:53:14.523-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let's part...</title><content type='html'>Let's part&lt;br /&gt;with no hard feelings...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's part&lt;br /&gt;knowing we are not&lt;br /&gt;made for each other...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's part&lt;br /&gt;hurting no more...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's part&lt;br /&gt;not hating each other...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's part&lt;br /&gt;to smile at each other...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's part&lt;br /&gt;before I fill this blog&lt;br /&gt;with the hatred for you!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So please,&lt;br /&gt;let's part!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/766570155048674593-4223877220637288292?l=dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com/feeds/4223877220637288292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=766570155048674593&amp;postID=4223877220637288292' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/766570155048674593/posts/default/4223877220637288292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/766570155048674593/posts/default/4223877220637288292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com/2008/11/lets-part.html' title='Let&apos;s part...'/><author><name>Srishti Padathiyaar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/R-R_h4GDgAI/AAAAAAAAAxY/PyJYWfyUFkE/S220/ATUAAAB35nz4OdrbrfWTEweEv6pl2nH_L1qEZv2tUPtc9Yk9JyVNalEoVA_Htt8AutUjtiADYbuUBjOgj1Ij-EEVjS_SAJtU9VCxe3YTPajWntJno217vMNpPjFoog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-766570155048674593.post-7442275318196894366</id><published>2008-10-31T13:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T13:05:18.525-07:00</updated><title type='text'>?????!!!!</title><content type='html'>Abc786 : where have u been?&lt;br /&gt;Xyz234 : Sorry, I'm cooking.&lt;br /&gt;Abc786 : Oh..&lt;br /&gt;I miss you.&lt;br /&gt;Xyz234 : tell me..&lt;br /&gt;Abc786 : I think u r busy.&lt;br /&gt;Xyz234 : No.. I will cook later.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry.&lt;br /&gt;Abc786 : It's ok..&lt;br /&gt;Xyz234 : I love you&lt;br /&gt;Abc786 : I too love you dear.&lt;br /&gt;Please dont go away from me.&lt;br /&gt;Xyz234 : I will not.. i kept everything aside just for you...&lt;br /&gt;Abc786 : It's becoz I love you dear.&lt;br /&gt;Xyz234 : I know that.. I'm all your's darling.&lt;br /&gt;I love you.&lt;br /&gt;I can't tell you how special you are to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xyz234 : u there???&lt;br /&gt;helloooooooo&lt;br /&gt;where r you?&lt;br /&gt;Abc786 : I will catch you later dear..&lt;br /&gt;My wife is upset.&lt;br /&gt;bye... Love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Abc786 signed out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Xyz234 : ??????????????????!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmmmmm.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/766570155048674593-7442275318196894366?l=dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com/feeds/7442275318196894366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=766570155048674593&amp;postID=7442275318196894366' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/766570155048674593/posts/default/7442275318196894366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/766570155048674593/posts/default/7442275318196894366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com/2008/10/abc786-where-have-u-been-xyz234-sorry.html' title='?????!!!!'/><author><name>Srishti Padathiyaar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/R-R_h4GDgAI/AAAAAAAAAxY/PyJYWfyUFkE/S220/ATUAAAB35nz4OdrbrfWTEweEv6pl2nH_L1qEZv2tUPtc9Yk9JyVNalEoVA_Htt8AutUjtiADYbuUBjOgj1Ij-EEVjS_SAJtU9VCxe3YTPajWntJno217vMNpPjFoog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-766570155048674593.post-471201085980630889</id><published>2008-10-31T12:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T12:35:32.914-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I loved...</title><content type='html'>I loved winter,&lt;br /&gt;So did he...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I loved flowers,&lt;br /&gt;So did he...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I loved chocolates,&lt;br /&gt;So did he...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I loved books,&lt;br /&gt;So did he...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I loved music,&lt;br /&gt;So did he...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I loved rain,&lt;br /&gt;So did he...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I loved him,&lt;br /&gt;But he din't!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/766570155048674593-471201085980630889?l=dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com/feeds/471201085980630889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=766570155048674593&amp;postID=471201085980630889' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/766570155048674593/posts/default/471201085980630889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/766570155048674593/posts/default/471201085980630889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-loved.html' title='I loved...'/><author><name>Srishti Padathiyaar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/R-R_h4GDgAI/AAAAAAAAAxY/PyJYWfyUFkE/S220/ATUAAAB35nz4OdrbrfWTEweEv6pl2nH_L1qEZv2tUPtc9Yk9JyVNalEoVA_Htt8AutUjtiADYbuUBjOgj1Ij-EEVjS_SAJtU9VCxe3YTPajWntJno217vMNpPjFoog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-766570155048674593.post-6983574350352288942</id><published>2008-10-31T11:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T11:46:11.913-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Let me dream...&lt;br /&gt;Let me write...&lt;br /&gt;All about you!&lt;br /&gt;Because,&lt;br /&gt;That's all I can do now!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/766570155048674593-6983574350352288942?l=dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com/feeds/6983574350352288942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=766570155048674593&amp;postID=6983574350352288942' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/766570155048674593/posts/default/6983574350352288942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/766570155048674593/posts/default/6983574350352288942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com/2008/10/let-me-dream.html' title=''/><author><name>Srishti Padathiyaar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_h_0XrIjv9ac/R-R_h4GDgAI/AAAAAAAAAxY/PyJYWfyUFkE/S220/ATUAAAB35nz4OdrbrfWTEweEv6pl2nH_L1qEZv2tUPtc9Yk9JyVNalEoVA_Htt8AutUjtiADYbuUBjOgj1Ij-EEVjS_SAJtU9VCxe3YTPajWntJno217vMNpPjFoog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-766570155048674593.post-358930205595971734</id><published>2008-10-31T09:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T11:55:05.886-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nobody knows....</title><content type='html'>You fight, I fight...&lt;br /&gt;You love, I love...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She fights, he fights..&lt;br /&gt;She loves, he loves..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You fight with your mate..&lt;br /&gt;I fight with my spouse...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She fights with you..&lt;br /&gt;He fights with me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You love me..&lt;br /&gt;I love You..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She loves someone..&lt;br /&gt;He loves someone..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, what is the 'funda' of marriage????!!!&lt;br /&gt;Nobody knows...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;'Funda' - An Indian word which means 'Idea'&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/766570155048674593-358930205595971734?l=dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamsaretowrite.blogspot.com/feeds/358930205595971734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=766570155048674593&amp;postID=358930205595971734' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/766570155048674593/posts/default/358930205595971734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/766570155048674593/posts/default/358930205595971734'/><link rel='alternate' 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