<?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-2579516685503791297</id><updated>2012-02-19T02:32:07.333-08:00</updated><category term='though nt my lines bt this post is for GK.'/><category term='to jassi...wid luv ;)'/><category term='short n arbit bt music to my ears :) ( hope to add more)'/><category term='Inspired by n dedicated to Jassiiiiiiiiii :)'/><title type='text'>Let d smile diffuse ur frown</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenever-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2579516685503791297/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenever-memories.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>memories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18003416686469799530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>27</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2579516685503791297.post-6625949578605642905</id><published>2011-05-27T00:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-27T00:29:59.172-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Farewell..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are the best we have known,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Thank you for the concern you have shown.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;You are the hero,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;And life of the show.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Now when you leave,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;We are left behind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;With all our smiles ,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;But not to say Goodbye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; But the wish that you still rise high.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Sir,&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for what you did.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;The way you did.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And thank you just for being you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2579516685503791297-6625949578605642905?l=whenever-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenever-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/6625949578605642905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2579516685503791297&amp;postID=6625949578605642905' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2579516685503791297/posts/default/6625949578605642905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2579516685503791297/posts/default/6625949578605642905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenever-memories.blogspot.com/2011/05/farewell.html' title='Farewell..'/><author><name>memories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18003416686469799530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2579516685503791297.post-2269517261992799447</id><published>2011-02-06T20:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-06T20:19:41.530-08:00</updated><title type='text'>......</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Kuchch muskurahaton  ki aahat thi,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Dhoop mein khil jaati thi,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Kahin kho gayi hai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Shayad dhundhla gayi hai.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Yahi sab toh kuchch apni thi,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Kuchch ke saath bhi baati thi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Muskurahaton ki toh sirf aadat thi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Hasne mei sab kharch ho jaati thi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Kisis ne shayd chura li hain,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Ya fir kahin kho gayi hai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Baadlon ke peechhe shayd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Dhundh mei chhupi hogi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Us badal ka rasta yaad dila do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Us kone ka pata bata do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Dundhli muskurahaton ko waapis laado...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2579516685503791297-2269517261992799447?l=whenever-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenever-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/2269517261992799447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2579516685503791297&amp;postID=2269517261992799447' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2579516685503791297/posts/default/2269517261992799447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2579516685503791297/posts/default/2269517261992799447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenever-memories.blogspot.com/2011/02/blog-post.html' title='......'/><author><name>memories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18003416686469799530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2579516685503791297.post-6782667724420427709</id><published>2010-11-30T03:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-30T03:12:54.490-08:00</updated><title type='text'>VOID.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gaze aloud&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;At the barren land and spotless sky.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;All in all nothing to be seen,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nothing to be heard,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nothing to be felt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Its the loneliness which screams into my ear,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Its the void which fills up my empty space&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Its the darkness which has held up the light of my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2579516685503791297-6782667724420427709?l=whenever-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenever-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/6782667724420427709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2579516685503791297&amp;postID=6782667724420427709' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2579516685503791297/posts/default/6782667724420427709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2579516685503791297/posts/default/6782667724420427709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenever-memories.blogspot.com/2010/11/void.html' title='VOID.'/><author><name>memories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18003416686469799530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2579516685503791297.post-459841858111872214</id><published>2010-09-26T23:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-27T00:37:14.681-07:00</updated><title type='text'>F.R.I.E.N.D.S.... :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:worddocument&gt;   &lt;w:view&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt;   &lt;w:zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;   &lt;w:compatibility&gt;    &lt;w:breakwrappedtables/&gt;    &lt;w:snaptogridincell/&gt;    &lt;w:wraptextwithpunct/&gt;    &lt;w:useasianbreakrules/&gt;   &lt;/w:Compatibility&gt;   &lt;w:browserlevel&gt;MicrosoftInternetExplorer4&lt;/w:BrowserLevel&gt;  &lt;/w:WordDocument&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 10]&gt; &lt;style&gt;  /* Style Definitions */  table.MsoNormalTable  {mso-style-name:"Table Normal";  mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0;  mso-tstyle-colband-size:0;  mso-style-noshow:yes;  mso-style-parent:"";  mso-padding-alt:0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt;  mso-para-margin:0in;  mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt;  mso-pagination:widow-orphan;  font-size:10.0pt;  font-family:"Times New Roman";} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;        Some words are defined at the time of birth, some to be defined at every single moment of life and some loose their meaning with the stagnancy of life. Friends are one single word which doesn’t fit to any of these words but is special, very special to each one of us. Friends accept us for what we are, love our negativity, praised our positivity and loved us unconditionally. But there is still no single definition to describe this beautiful word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     In today’s time of being available 24X7 in the virtual world has taken a toll on the word called friends. Friends is a word very casually used and misused nowadays. Every other person we meet and exchange pleasantries come into the circle of being friends. Cut to chats, messages and cell phones we prove friends to each other at every nano second of this virtual world. Within seconds A and B are friends without even met or knowing each other. The alphanumeric characters show the variety of moods we go through. We sit side by side and find it comfortable to keep messaging each other rather then having a one to one conversation. Why so?? Maybe because it’s easy to express these ways or u don’t have the courage to say what u want to or you have some cloudy thoughts :).&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;     We had been lucky enough to have had met many people whom we can call friends and unlucky enough to loose them in the journey called life. But each passing moment of life was governed by each single person. We let ourselves completely engrossed in ups and downs, feeling their pain and their joy. And then suddenly out of the dream. Time for a change. And this change didn’t even hurt for a second. Why so?? May be because we are not friends, may be because priorities changed with time. But then friends are not meant to change. They are for forever.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;       For me friends are the part of my extended family. Just like my parents and siblings, I can’t have a day without thinking about each other and vice versa. There are people whom I need but then friends only make your presence valued in their life. I love them. Love them for the fact that I can expect any damn thing from them. Reason for such a strong bond id that we have known each one of us for a long time. Reason is that we have never said to each one of us that we are best friends, close friends, good friends or just friends because we are friends. One relationship I was not born with but acquired with the passage of time, treasured it to the extent that never made any effort to let it go. Why so?? Because friends are meant to stay. They are there to tolerate your crap, enjoy your joys and question your silence. As I read it yesterday some come for a reason, some for a season and rest for a lifetime. Friends come for a reason and make every season of life colorful with their smile &lt;span style="font-family:Wingdings;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;:).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2579516685503791297-459841858111872214?l=whenever-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenever-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/459841858111872214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2579516685503791297&amp;postID=459841858111872214' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2579516685503791297/posts/default/459841858111872214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2579516685503791297/posts/default/459841858111872214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenever-memories.blogspot.com/2010/09/friends.html' title='F.R.I.E.N.D.S.... :)'/><author><name>memories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18003416686469799530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2579516685503791297.post-6821995472518720523</id><published>2010-07-26T03:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-26T03:57:36.206-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just smile</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohh you make me smile,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;The days and the nights.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;You make me sing and dance and gloom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Because you are the one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;In the dreams,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;the mornings and the noons.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Yeah you make me smile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;The morning light is haze without you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;the chirping birds is scream without you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;All I need is you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Ohh you are the one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Who makes me smile to sing and to gloom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;The morning light, and the shining night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;All I think is your smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Because its you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Who takes my blues aside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;You make me laugh, love  and dance in the night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Yes you are the one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Its just your smile in my eyes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;And my smile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Everything else beside,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Its you, only you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Just make me smile, just make me smile ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2579516685503791297-6821995472518720523?l=whenever-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenever-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/6821995472518720523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2579516685503791297&amp;postID=6821995472518720523' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2579516685503791297/posts/default/6821995472518720523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2579516685503791297/posts/default/6821995472518720523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenever-memories.blogspot.com/2010/07/just-smile.html' title='Just smile'/><author><name>memories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18003416686469799530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2579516685503791297.post-6117216866962475519</id><published>2010-03-29T02:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T02:26:36.712-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Moonlit Night</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" dir="" class="kq" role="chatMessage"&gt;&lt;div class="kp"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here i lay by your side, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Gazing throughout the sky.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;The stars, the moon &amp;amp; your twinkling eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;A million questions across ur smile &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;And a number of answers in the glitters tonight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Here I lay wondering by your side.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;If this is a dream,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; then let me reside &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;In ur smiles &amp;amp; lock You in my eyes, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;This is the thing I wish tonight. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Gazing throughout the glitters of sky. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;The beauty of moonlit night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;In ur arms.. across my smile ,&lt;br /&gt;The beauty of moon tonight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  dir="t" class="km" role="chatMessage" live="assertive" style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;div class="kk"&gt; &lt;span class="kn" dir="ltr"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia;" id=":1w" class="kd" live="polite"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="jU"&gt;&lt;div style="overflow: auto;" class="nH"&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/2579516685503791297-6117216866962475519?l=whenever-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenever-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/6117216866962475519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2579516685503791297&amp;postID=6117216866962475519' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2579516685503791297/posts/default/6117216866962475519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2579516685503791297/posts/default/6117216866962475519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenever-memories.blogspot.com/2010/03/moonlit-night.html' title='Moonlit Night'/><author><name>memories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18003416686469799530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2579516685503791297.post-6284624850844417512</id><published>2009-11-25T19:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T19:55:44.943-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FREE LIFE...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dreams so High,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;Days all alike.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;I wonder, I just wonder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;Why am I.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;In the star studded night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;I see at the sky.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;Thinking something&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;I dnt know why&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;I wonder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;I wonder, why is sky so high.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;I keep gazing all the night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt; Moon and the blue blue sky.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;I wonder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;I still wonder.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;All mornings are alike&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;I am still in my sleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;Just keep on dreaming&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;Is this my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;In my blues or my cruise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;All the day on my shoes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt; Through my ups and down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;At times so rude&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;All day just frown and brood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;But the then yellow yellow sea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;And the sand at my feel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;I couldn't stop but smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;I just wanna be free&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;From the days and the nights&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt; Morning hiccups n evening blights&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;I love something calld life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;I wonder,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;I still Wonder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;Why am I.&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/2579516685503791297-6284624850844417512?l=whenever-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenever-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/6284624850844417512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2579516685503791297&amp;postID=6284624850844417512' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2579516685503791297/posts/default/6284624850844417512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2579516685503791297/posts/default/6284624850844417512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenever-memories.blogspot.com/2009/11/free-life.html' title=''/><author><name>memories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18003416686469799530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2579516685503791297.post-4942393151586525692</id><published>2009-08-12T23:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T23:58:07.033-07:00</updated><title type='text'>GoSsIp !!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;Gossip ke bina hai haal behaal,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;Mano jaise duniya mein pad gaya ho akaal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;Isse ladai, usse panga&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;mano zindagi ka yehi hia dhandha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;Gossip ke bina frustration ki height hai,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;useless and motiveless lagte day naight hain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;Har koi hota tah gossip ka sutradhra,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;gossip, masala, news hota tha humare khane ka achaar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;Kya din the woh suhane&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;Jab gossip ke liye bante the bahane.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;Woh din kahan se lau jiske rom-rom mein gossip samaye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt; Woh log kahan se lau jo tan, man aur dhan se gossip sunayein.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;Yeh orkut bhi lelo, yeh facebook bhi lelo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;chahe mujhse lelo mere cell ka inbox&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;magar mujhko lauta do woh chut - put baatein.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;woh kisike bitching, woh kisiske chaatein.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;Mera bharat mahaan,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;Gossip ke bina ladkiyo ka dil pareshan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;har zapper ka yahi nara hai,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;Har gossip per haq humara hai.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;GOSSIP!!! GOSSIP!!! GOSSIP!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#888888;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2579516685503791297-4942393151586525692?l=whenever-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenever-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/4942393151586525692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2579516685503791297&amp;postID=4942393151586525692' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2579516685503791297/posts/default/4942393151586525692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2579516685503791297/posts/default/4942393151586525692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenever-memories.blogspot.com/2009/08/gossip.html' title='GoSsIp !!!!!'/><author><name>memories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18003416686469799530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2579516685503791297.post-7613630400135707543</id><published>2009-07-27T01:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T02:08:44.531-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Daddy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Daddy- i used to call my Grandpa by this name and Bubbo is what he used to call.I love this name n i love my daddy much more than that. Going back all my childhood memories are filled of him only. I cannt see my parents there. They were lost somewhere. Its said n I have heard that when I ws born he distributed money among poor, n ppl thought a boy is born - Typical Indian society. Going back i remember taht i eagerly used to wait for him to come from office - i used to walk on my knees then, so taht he can pamper me. He used to bring me so many goodies as if i ws the only child on this earth. Whwnevr I used to cry he used to dance to make me happy, n his dances were like - duck dance, tortoise dance, hen dance , elephant dance n all d creatures on dis planet. Just to see me smile. He knew only two stories- monkey n crocodile &amp;amp; hare n tortoise. But evryday he used to tell me in evry new fashion and i used to listen with same delight evryday. He used to bring me new sets of pencils everyday and used to loose them evryday. While growing me i used to get money from him to have the costliest ice cream everyday( n i used to watch kids having gola, something i was nevr allowed to have). He wanted me to grow up n become a doc bt i choose smthng else. I knw my daddy will always go with my happiness. Worst ws when i had to live with my parents - away from daddy. He was filled with tears. HE ws too fat man n my hands could hardly reach around his belly when i used to hug me. i ws too young to understand things bt i cud nt contrrol my tears. I hate those day. I just hate them. I ws lonely aftr that. Sitting alone, books open in front and always thinking about what daddy must be doing. Always waiting for my vacations to go back to daddy. That was my home. With parents i ws just engrossed in my books n they in their lives. I hate my self when before his last days i ws critical of his habits. habits like having too much pickle, nt brushing on time... trying to change things which were theer for years. God will never forgive me for this. And then he passed away. Everything gone aftr dat n starting of beleif that all my loved one will leave me like this. All of a sudden. I hated my life then. I had no freinds before that n wanted no freind after dat.My life revolved around him only. And my found my letters in tact in a locker where he used to keep his property papers. I just want daddy. Someone to love and pamper me unconditionally. Daddy to call me bubbo again. Daddy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2579516685503791297-7613630400135707543?l=whenever-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenever-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/7613630400135707543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2579516685503791297&amp;postID=7613630400135707543' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2579516685503791297/posts/default/7613630400135707543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2579516685503791297/posts/default/7613630400135707543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenever-memories.blogspot.com/2009/07/daddy.html' title='Daddy'/><author><name>memories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18003416686469799530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2579516685503791297.post-3518990196642474659</id><published>2009-01-19T07:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T07:24:11.575-08:00</updated><title type='text'>DARK DEATH...</title><content type='html'>this is a life,&lt;br /&gt;a life of destruction.&lt;br /&gt;this is a path,&lt;br /&gt;a path of self destruction.&lt;br /&gt;no one knows the end,&lt;br /&gt;no one knows the begining,&lt;br /&gt;still am  heading towards my destruction,&lt;br /&gt;my self destruction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all i see is black,&lt;br /&gt;all i hear are screeches,&lt;br /&gt;nothing more than darkness,&lt;br /&gt;nothig less than nimbness&lt;br /&gt;this is my destruction, my life of destruction.&lt;br /&gt;am heading towards my end.&lt;br /&gt;the en dof encroachmnet ,&lt;br /&gt;of the body in my soul.&lt;br /&gt;am heading towards my end,&lt;br /&gt;towards my death.&lt;br /&gt;but still i hope.&lt;br /&gt;a am at peace with my death,&lt;br /&gt;a rest in my bed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2579516685503791297-3518990196642474659?l=whenever-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenever-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/3518990196642474659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2579516685503791297&amp;postID=3518990196642474659' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2579516685503791297/posts/default/3518990196642474659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2579516685503791297/posts/default/3518990196642474659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenever-memories.blogspot.com/2009/01/dark-death.html' title='DARK DEATH...'/><author><name>memories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18003416686469799530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2579516685503791297.post-6699992681754934945</id><published>2008-09-05T04:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T05:00:01.204-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='short n arbit bt music to my ears :) ( hope to add more)'/><title type='text'>DANCING LIGHTS...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Those dancing lights,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Chasing the Glamour,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;the glitter of life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Those dancing lights&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Screeching the darker,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;the darkest of the nights,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;am chasing behind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Alone my sight,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;my twinkling eyes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;those dancing lights..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Those dancing lights,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; Chasing the Glamour,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; the glitter of life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; Those dancing lights&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2579516685503791297-6699992681754934945?l=whenever-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenever-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/6699992681754934945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2579516685503791297&amp;postID=6699992681754934945' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2579516685503791297/posts/default/6699992681754934945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2579516685503791297/posts/default/6699992681754934945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenever-memories.blogspot.com/2008/09/dancing-lights.html' title='DANCING LIGHTS...'/><author><name>memories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18003416686469799530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2579516685503791297.post-4920603296374715783</id><published>2008-07-30T02:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T02:27:35.035-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dreams....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I am a dream,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I will come to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I am a dream,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I wont stay wid u.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I am a dream...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Catch me if u can,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hold me with both your hands.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Delineated in your thoughts,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Realized in your eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I am a dream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I am a dream...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2579516685503791297-4920603296374715783?l=whenever-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenever-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/4920603296374715783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2579516685503791297&amp;postID=4920603296374715783' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2579516685503791297/posts/default/4920603296374715783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2579516685503791297/posts/default/4920603296374715783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenever-memories.blogspot.com/2008/07/dreams.html' title='Dreams....'/><author><name>memories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18003416686469799530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2579516685503791297.post-6899405292332045668</id><published>2008-07-08T00:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T00:26:25.569-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left; font-family: arial,helvetica,sans-serif; color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;b style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;FLY HIGH&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;I have d wings,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;I want to fly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;Dont hold me back,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;I have to fly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt; I might reach the horizons,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;I might reach nowhere,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;Or I might end up as a wanderer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;But then dont try to contrite me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;And encage my wings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;Give back my wings because I have to fly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;I may mean a lot to lot around me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt; But dont try to bind me in your daily days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;These religions, rituals are not my stay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;I have to reach where many not dare.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;I know all this is not that facile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;N I may wake up in the sand looking fervently at the sky,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt; But then let me give it a try.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;Yes I have to reach that high&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;I will have to fly high.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;Just adore my wings and bid me Goodbye. ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2579516685503791297-6899405292332045668?l=whenever-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenever-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/6899405292332045668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2579516685503791297&amp;postID=6899405292332045668' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2579516685503791297/posts/default/6899405292332045668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2579516685503791297/posts/default/6899405292332045668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenever-memories.blogspot.com/2008/07/fly-high-i-have-d-wings-i-want-to-fly.html' title=''/><author><name>memories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18003416686469799530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2579516685503791297.post-7988557144848775348</id><published>2008-04-14T21:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T21:31:44.429-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;Seasons spring and the blue blue sky,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;There is something which still makes me cry..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;Looking back at the present, past and the chequeredness at its best&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;Why do I ever try to forget&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;Am glad that I had ever met&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;Because you are too wonderful for me to forget..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;I caant hear you as I used to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;Bt still can listen to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;in the echo of me and my surroundings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;But there is till something which holds me to you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;Because you are too wonderful for me to forget.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;Am glad that I had ever met.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&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/2579516685503791297-7988557144848775348?l=whenever-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenever-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/7988557144848775348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2579516685503791297&amp;postID=7988557144848775348' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2579516685503791297/posts/default/7988557144848775348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2579516685503791297/posts/default/7988557144848775348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenever-memories.blogspot.com/2008/04/seasons-spring-and-blue-blue-sky-there.html' title=''/><author><name>memories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18003416686469799530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2579516685503791297.post-2165561462650625031</id><published>2008-03-18T04:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-04T05:05:04.114-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='though nt my lines bt this post is for GK.'/><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;ham &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;toh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;hain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;parades&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;men&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;des&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;men&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span&gt;nikalaa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;hogaa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;chaand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;apni raat kii chhat par kitanaa tanahaa hogaa chaand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;jin aankhon men kaajal ban kar tairatii kaalii raat ho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;un aankhon men aansoo kaa yek kataraa hogaa chaand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;raat ne aisaa pench lagaayaa, tootii haath se dorr ho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;aangan vaale niim men jaakar atakaa hogaa chaand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;chaand  binaa har din yoon biitaa jaise yug biiten ho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;mere binaa kis haal men hogaa, kaisaa hogaa chaand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;[Dr.RAHI MASOOM RAZA]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2579516685503791297-2165561462650625031?l=whenever-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenever-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/2165561462650625031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2579516685503791297&amp;postID=2165561462650625031' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2579516685503791297/posts/default/2165561462650625031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2579516685503791297/posts/default/2165561462650625031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenever-memories.blogspot.com/2008/03/blog-post.html' title='...'/><author><name>memories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18003416686469799530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2579516685503791297.post-4455657277279051572</id><published>2008-03-17T04:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-18T04:44:23.814-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inspired by n dedicated to Jassiiiiiiiiii :)'/><title type='text'>LOVE ACTUALLY :D :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;Ohh what a lovely weather sun baked heat, soothing breeze,clear sky... seems like the stage is set to go out for lunch, or just to hang around wid ur loved one. But do you remember the last time  u tried to discuss the weather with a pretty young girl or a smart looking guy just when her flimsy clothes were waving in the air or his hairstyle was trying to tell u the direction of the wind. Dont you think it was love in d air when all of a sudden u presented ur data of rainfall n snow  just like bulls n bear rising 30 points  high or 100 points low.Yes, it was&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt; rather&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt; love actually  in the veil of weather actually.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;Okk lets clarify it..Tell me d number of times you have been hitched by someone from opposite sex. When it was not love but its small counterpart Crush.Your answer would be like " I think I have lost the count" with that grinning smile. And now if I ask you the number of times you have conveyed your feelings..the answer would be a ziltch, sifar, zero, none( or may be once or twice in case of some dare devils but then we are talking about the common small town,college going, success aspiring hero always dreaming about his girlfriend in proof of pantheon looking Pythagoras theorem).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;  Just when you are having a good time and is just about to reach at the point to say the most relevant thing , you divert yourself to the most irrelevant thing and the topmost priority becomes the Daily Weather Forecast.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;Now ever thought of whats the connection between ur small time love and the scorching heat. Except the fact that this heat  gives you the pleasure of a lifetime when u r walking on that loo smitten deserted street ( ever wondered where was dis relief when u were asked to fetch something from the market or when u were coming back from the school). But still there is deep connection between ur feelings and the weather. Like I famously said once in d company of my alike thinking frnds-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;     "Crush is like a cigarette butt, it wobbles in d air just like a flair" :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;And it will keep wobbling in the air unless n untill you do what dis scorching heat or d drizzling rain wants you to do. So watch out from next time when ur girl or ur macho man comes into an upbeat mood looking at the sun rather the romance clad moon. Hope from the next time it wnt take you much time to get into the mind of the person trying to look the flowers of spring in your doe eyes. ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2579516685503791297-4455657277279051572?l=whenever-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenever-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/4455657277279051572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2579516685503791297&amp;postID=4455657277279051572' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2579516685503791297/posts/default/4455657277279051572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2579516685503791297/posts/default/4455657277279051572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenever-memories.blogspot.com/2008/03/love-actually-d-d.html' title='LOVE ACTUALLY :D :D'/><author><name>memories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18003416686469799530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2579516685503791297.post-3036630848451595476</id><published>2008-03-14T00:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-14T02:18:47.712-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='to jassi...wid luv ;)'/><title type='text'>WEATHER ACTUALLY  :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: justify;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: arial;font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;There I lay awake gazing at the sky,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: arial;font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;Stars, clouds and the veil of its sighs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: arial;font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;There lies something up in d sky,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: arial;font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;beyond the stars, in between the twinkles of the night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: arial;font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;Yes, this is called love entangled in folds of the clouds.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: arial;font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;which will find solace in my arms, and your eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: arial;font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;Yes, this is called love drizzling across my sights,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: arial;font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;beyond the guiles of this worthless life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: arial;font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;A little too far, a little too close.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: arial;font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;A little little naive, a little too bold.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: arial;font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;A little little sweet, a little little sour.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: arial;font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;Hey can't we stay awake tonight!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: arial;font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;Hey can't we discuss love tonight!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2579516685503791297-3036630848451595476?l=whenever-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenever-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/3036630848451595476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2579516685503791297&amp;postID=3036630848451595476' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2579516685503791297/posts/default/3036630848451595476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2579516685503791297/posts/default/3036630848451595476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenever-memories.blogspot.com/2008/03/weather-actually-d.html' title='WEATHER ACTUALLY  :D'/><author><name>memories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18003416686469799530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2579516685503791297.post-7761957908740363242</id><published>2008-02-20T02:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-20T03:04:36.478-08:00</updated><title type='text'>~ ILLUSION ~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That night sitting along the shore, gazing the embellishments of the sky, a single drop of salty water created ripples into its numerous reflections. Before dying into the sea it had a life of its own. A life of journey. Journey crafted by good, bad, sweet n sour memories. But there was something  my restlessness was searching in that well knit silken cloth of life. Some loosen threads. Some untouched blubbers. Some unheard tears. Tears which were shed in the darkness of days n nights. Sound of whose echo, which was lost in the quarrels of my surroundings. It always tried to caress the essence which will fade away at the horizons. And that horizons which never existed. And that horizons which always existed in my illusioned eyes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2579516685503791297-7761957908740363242?l=whenever-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenever-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/7761957908740363242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2579516685503791297&amp;postID=7761957908740363242' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2579516685503791297/posts/default/7761957908740363242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2579516685503791297/posts/default/7761957908740363242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenever-memories.blogspot.com/2008/02/illusion.html' title='~ ILLUSION ~'/><author><name>memories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18003416686469799530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2579516685503791297.post-7276213569710233905</id><published>2008-02-04T23:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-04T23:21:09.018-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Water of my grave.......</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just when the candles start burning,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;Just when the air is full of fragrance,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;Just when the cries have mellowed down,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;Just when it had knocked at my bedside,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;Just write ur name in the water of my grave.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;So that I can feel u in fall of my tears,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;So that I can listen to u in the dance of the rain,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;So that I can see u in the numbness of chilly nights.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;So that my dead eyes are happy at the other side of life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;For I have just given up to the screams of life,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;For I have become restless of my own delight,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;For I was just in search of life,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;When I have just fallen in the lap of his dark side...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&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/2579516685503791297-7276213569710233905?l=whenever-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenever-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/7276213569710233905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2579516685503791297&amp;postID=7276213569710233905' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2579516685503791297/posts/default/7276213569710233905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2579516685503791297/posts/default/7276213569710233905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenever-memories.blogspot.com/2008/02/water-of-my-grave.html' title='Water of my grave.......'/><author><name>memories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18003416686469799530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2579516685503791297.post-3410264709833213810</id><published>2007-10-10T01:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-10T01:29:19.946-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Zappers U ROcK</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were time n there were time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;There were ppl n there were ppl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;There were frnd n there were frns&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;am glad that I lived at that perfect time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;When there were frns to hold ur breath&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;n then same pals to kick in ur ass &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;when there were slaps on ur face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;and there were giggles to blow them away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;when there were tears at the dooms day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;and there were smiles at the sunrise'way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;when there were parties every friday night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;then there were discussions at every saturday night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;then there were questions without any answers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;and there were answer without any reasons&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bcoz ther were frnds to make ur everyday bright&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Am glad that i lived at such a perfect time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2579516685503791297-3410264709833213810?l=whenever-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenever-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/3410264709833213810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2579516685503791297&amp;postID=3410264709833213810' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2579516685503791297/posts/default/3410264709833213810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2579516685503791297/posts/default/3410264709833213810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenever-memories.blogspot.com/2007/10/zappers-u-rock.html' title='Zappers U ROcK'/><author><name>memories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18003416686469799530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2579516685503791297.post-4037549687790600327</id><published>2007-08-25T03:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-25T03:59:13.171-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SEASONS OF LOVE..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;It was the summer with its flair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;But there was something hot in the air.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;The cheeks were blushing red,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;and the eyes were shining black.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Yes, there was something hot in the air.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;It was the rain dancing with its zeal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;But there were drops trickling on my feet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;My smile was saying a thousand words.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;His eyes promised a whole new world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Yes, there was something mysterious in the air.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Then seasons changed and autumn came,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;But eyes which met now turned away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Leaves of love have now turned to pale.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Fragrance of flowers have now turned stale,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;To be blown away, with autumn here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Yes, the eyes which met are now turned away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Winters have now come and life has moved on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Love now lost, only a chilling cold remains,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Why can not it be forever?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Why does it have to be this way?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Red eyes have a story to say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Yes, love is now lost, only a chilling cold remains.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2579516685503791297-4037549687790600327?l=whenever-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenever-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/4037549687790600327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2579516685503791297&amp;postID=4037549687790600327' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2579516685503791297/posts/default/4037549687790600327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2579516685503791297/posts/default/4037549687790600327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenever-memories.blogspot.com/2007/08/seasons-of-love_25.html' title='SEASONS OF LOVE..'/><author><name>memories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18003416686469799530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2579516685503791297.post-6037896562105853524</id><published>2007-08-18T00:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-18T02:55:40.515-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dont tell me....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;Dont tell me, u r not waiting for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;Dont tell me, u r not going call for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;Dont tell me, u r not missng  me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;Dont tell me, u r not there for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;Becuase there is some one still bitching for u.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;I know that, there went something wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt; I know that, there is something fishy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt; I know that, there lies something behind closed doors&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;Because there is someone still cooking for u..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;Cannt u forget all that happend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;Cannt u comeback wid those dreamy sessions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;Cannt u do all that I did for u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;Cannt u bring back my lost song for u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;Because there is someone still waiting for u....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;Dont tell me.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2579516685503791297-6037896562105853524?l=whenever-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenever-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/6037896562105853524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2579516685503791297&amp;postID=6037896562105853524' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2579516685503791297/posts/default/6037896562105853524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2579516685503791297/posts/default/6037896562105853524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenever-memories.blogspot.com/2007/08/dont-tell-me.html' title='Dont tell me....'/><author><name>memories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18003416686469799530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2579516685503791297.post-1597293638154684330</id><published>2007-08-03T04:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-03T04:21:56.534-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ROADS GONE BY</title><content type='html'>( in joint venture wid my frnd Sid)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Smiles, laughter, joy and the play.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;The image of the girl, with that smiling face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Crushes and heartbreaks, every other day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;All come back to me,Sweet memories as they say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Like the signboards on the highway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Roads gone by, not meant to stay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;The childhood fights, the friends for life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;The first drink, those times we spent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;The first love, those promises, kept and unkept.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Like the signboards on the highway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Roads gone by, not meant to stay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;The gesture of your eyes, the pain in my cries.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;That midnight kiss, that first time hitch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Yes, there was something that your laughter had to say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Like the signboards on the highway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Roads gone by, not meant to stay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Those small small gifts, the after day rifts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;That walk in the rain, the talks we shared.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;The way you said, the way I read.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Like the signboards on the highway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Roads gone by, not meant to stay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2579516685503791297-1597293638154684330?l=whenever-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenever-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/1597293638154684330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2579516685503791297&amp;postID=1597293638154684330' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2579516685503791297/posts/default/1597293638154684330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2579516685503791297/posts/default/1597293638154684330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenever-memories.blogspot.com/2007/08/roads-gone-by_03.html' title='ROADS GONE BY'/><author><name>memories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18003416686469799530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2579516685503791297.post-7094903089360980146</id><published>2007-07-30T10:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-30T10:22:50.697-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SO FAR.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;My eyes can see the light,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;My soul can feel it bright,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;As there is light at the end of the sky.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;I can feel its gold,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;Because noe it is my goal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;The soul is dragging me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;But the layman terrms are binding me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;I have to get myself free,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;I have to reach there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;Because i will reach there ,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;Not for me or myself,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;Not for the ones around me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;But i know i have to reach ther..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;There uis darkness in this world,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;Light is unable to to come on earth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;Ihav eto sopread message of l8ight..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;I have to tyell people their mught..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;Because they are here to survive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;They have to spread happiness of life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;But all this before i go..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;Because so far i have to go..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2579516685503791297-7094903089360980146?l=whenever-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenever-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/7094903089360980146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2579516685503791297&amp;postID=7094903089360980146' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2579516685503791297/posts/default/7094903089360980146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2579516685503791297/posts/default/7094903089360980146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenever-memories.blogspot.com/2007/07/so-far.html' title='SO FAR.....'/><author><name>memories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18003416686469799530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2579516685503791297.post-933033561682894038</id><published>2007-07-17T04:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-17T04:26:31.691-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Memories embraced...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ek ijaazat de do bas, jab inko dafanaungii&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;main bhii vahin so jaauungii &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;main bhii vahin so jaauungi&lt;/span&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;Each passing second of our lives count for the memories of tomorrow. Some rae sweet, some are sour but our hearts are d place where they last.They may be the moments of joy but today they fill our eyes with tears.Memories are heavy baggage and burying them is the healthy thing to do. But will denying the existence of memories make them go away? Or is it better to embrace them?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;baras jaayegii to apne aap thham jayegii&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;. Perhaps memories too are like that. They flood you for a while, but with time, they cease. Then again, memories get their well-deserved burial only at the end of one’s life. BUt they always ask you to get embraced in your hearts forever..&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/2579516685503791297-933033561682894038?l=whenever-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenever-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/933033561682894038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2579516685503791297&amp;postID=933033561682894038' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2579516685503791297/posts/default/933033561682894038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2579516685503791297/posts/default/933033561682894038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenever-memories.blogspot.com/2007/07/memories-embraced_17.html' title='Memories embraced...'/><author><name>memories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18003416686469799530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2579516685503791297.post-6562110131927782429</id><published>2007-07-17T04:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-17T04:17:47.763-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Missin u...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wherever you are,Whenever you are,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Whether you are with me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Whether you are someone else' glee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;I would always remember you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;As a part of my dreams,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;As a part of my endless songs stream.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;As a part of my midnight bliss,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;As a part of my every morning tryst.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;As a part of my days,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;As a part of my nights.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bcoz there is something I always  thought to say,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bcoz there is something you always forgot to say,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bcoz there is something called miss u.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hey u, I miss u.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;I do, really do, really miss u.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Whenever you are, wherever you are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;I will always miss you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2579516685503791297-6562110131927782429?l=whenever-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenever-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/6562110131927782429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2579516685503791297&amp;postID=6562110131927782429' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2579516685503791297/posts/default/6562110131927782429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2579516685503791297/posts/default/6562110131927782429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenever-memories.blogspot.com/2007/07/missin-u.html' title='Missin u...'/><author><name>memories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18003416686469799530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2579516685503791297.post-1251060256946032339</id><published>2007-07-17T04:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-17T04:08:59.122-07:00</updated><title type='text'>U Forever.....</title><content type='html'>This being my very first poem on this blog this is the one I love the most..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;You are the power of my breathless sighs,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;but this is the way I want to die.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;You are the the world above my sky,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;but thats the place I want my heaven to lay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;The silence counts for my enchanting words,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;but still I want my whispers for you to hear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;You are the seconds of my endless hours,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;but this is the time I always want to bear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;These are the things I dont want to forget,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;but the only wish I had is to forget- You Forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2579516685503791297-1251060256946032339?l=whenever-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenever-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/1251060256946032339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2579516685503791297&amp;postID=1251060256946032339' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2579516685503791297/posts/default/1251060256946032339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2579516685503791297/posts/default/1251060256946032339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenever-memories.blogspot.com/2007/07/u-forever.html' title='U Forever.....'/><author><name>memories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18003416686469799530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry></feed>
