<?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-745133571529572828</id><updated>2011-11-27T16:12:38.394-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the game</title><subtitle type='html'>life is fun just like a game .. every experience is precious and I always try to learn from it .. these thoughts were composed during my college days as an attempt to creativity .. while writing them I explored my innerself which was wonderful ..</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maheshwariankur.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/745133571529572828/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maheshwariankur.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>ankur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03021863258126623502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2IYxDHPedXI/SZzmiDNVsBI/AAAAAAAAAJs/gLIJ6LbgDlo/S220/ank.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>6</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-745133571529572828.post-4499890057512541641</id><published>2008-10-10T11:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T12:10:47.829-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the rising sun</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2IYxDHPedXI/SO-oiLgXYqI/AAAAAAAAAE4/P2j5AjO52hI/s1600-h/Autumn+Leaves.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255604595322217122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2IYxDHPedXI/SO-oiLgXYqI/AAAAAAAAAE4/P2j5AjO52hI/s320/Autumn+Leaves.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;On one October morning, sometime very early in the dawn,&lt;br /&gt;I thought why shud I lazy out why not move out on the lawn ?&lt;br /&gt;I decided I should take a stroll, a walk in the heavenly stars.&lt;br /&gt;They’ll just disappear in few minutes;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It would be the time for a new start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yesterday still seems to behold my mind,&lt;br /&gt;Its like a hangover of the memories,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Memories of the day I left behind.&lt;br /&gt;Soon the sun will rise again.&lt;br /&gt;The birds will chirp and squirrels play.&lt;br /&gt;The world around me would be busy again.&lt;br /&gt;Even I will come out of hangover to realise,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yesterday never counts anyway. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I started strolling on the pavement across,&lt;br /&gt;Just to take a short walk around.&lt;br /&gt;And lo the sun has started rising,&lt;br /&gt;As the sky has already turned dark brown.&lt;br /&gt;I have started feeling its warmth within;&lt;br /&gt;Its orange hue sends my heart pounding. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;The new day has just began,&lt;br /&gt;Its killing the dark and the dawn is unbinding.&lt;br /&gt;I feel like stopping beneath a dark old tree,&lt;br /&gt;But I can’t stop the sun rising beneath me.&lt;br /&gt;I turn around to see it rising,&lt;br /&gt;Growing strong and strong,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seemed like god wanted to tell me something,&lt;br /&gt;He wanted to tell me that I should continue moving on&lt;br /&gt;He wanted to tell me that yesterday is past and its gone,&lt;br /&gt;He is teaching me to bear the heat of today,&lt;br /&gt;Just continue moving headstrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Realising the message I smile at sun.&lt;br /&gt;Its scorching heat now does not burn.&lt;br /&gt;Time never waits for anyone,&lt;br /&gt;The hangover is fading like the fading dawn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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/745133571529572828-4499890057512541641?l=maheshwariankur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maheshwariankur.blogspot.com/feeds/4499890057512541641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=745133571529572828&amp;postID=4499890057512541641' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/745133571529572828/posts/default/4499890057512541641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/745133571529572828/posts/default/4499890057512541641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maheshwariankur.blogspot.com/2008/10/rising-sun.html' title='the rising sun'/><author><name>ankur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03021863258126623502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2IYxDHPedXI/SZzmiDNVsBI/AAAAAAAAAJs/gLIJ6LbgDlo/S220/ank.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2IYxDHPedXI/SO-oiLgXYqI/AAAAAAAAAE4/P2j5AjO52hI/s72-c/Autumn+Leaves.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-745133571529572828.post-9195153007033880601</id><published>2007-08-24T13:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-28T22:44:42.177-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HOPE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2IYxDHPedXI/RtUHwp78X2I/AAAAAAAAACI/1nze1btz444/s1600-h/untitled.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2IYxDHPedXI/RtUHwp78X2I/AAAAAAAAACI/1nze1btz444/s320/untitled.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103994285166714722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;Dilly-dallying on the orange streets..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;Obstreperous noises from a near retreat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;Curiosity drove me to that lacuna at ingress&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;Saw two kids which lay deprived of devine bless.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;Capering around a still soul...it was a mortal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;That censured an irritating foule..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;"&gt;Knocked the door and went inside..&lt;br /&gt;No one greeted and no one plied..&lt;br /&gt;Went straight to that highland lass.&lt;br /&gt;"Why are you lying and whats this mess ?"&lt;br /&gt;She looked up at me with a ray of hope..&lt;br /&gt;She was in a state of delirium with no scope.&lt;br /&gt;I rummaged through my pockets for a positive cure&lt;br /&gt;Came out with some medicne to alleviate her for sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;Was it enough couldn't I help more ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;Scuffled out some bucks and held it to the kids&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;Hoping I sued my dues with a heart really pure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;Than thought of many others who are endured by destiny's choice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;Could do nothing but hope for them one day they will also rejoice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/745133571529572828-9195153007033880601?l=maheshwariankur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maheshwariankur.blogspot.com/feeds/9195153007033880601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=745133571529572828&amp;postID=9195153007033880601' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/745133571529572828/posts/default/9195153007033880601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/745133571529572828/posts/default/9195153007033880601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maheshwariankur.blogspot.com/2007/08/hope.html' title='HOPE'/><author><name>ankur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03021863258126623502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2IYxDHPedXI/SZzmiDNVsBI/AAAAAAAAAJs/gLIJ6LbgDlo/S220/ank.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_2IYxDHPedXI/RtUHwp78X2I/AAAAAAAAACI/1nze1btz444/s72-c/untitled.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-745133571529572828.post-353931423378648658</id><published>2007-08-24T13:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-28T22:36:00.190-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Resurrection</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2IYxDHPedXI/RtUFs578XzI/AAAAAAAAABw/1MRIofGp_3M/s1600-h/untitled.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2IYxDHPedXI/RtUFs578XzI/AAAAAAAAABw/1MRIofGp_3M/s200/untitled.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103992021718949682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thou shalt never feel the pain,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thou shalt never feel the sorrow.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thou shalt conform to the life,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thou shalt never try to follow.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Follow the trails left in the past..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Follow the time that was a blast.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Follow those lost lanes of memories,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Whatever came in life and made lost glories.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Just remember thouself as that legend,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Just remember all that was pageant.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thou shalt never say adieu...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Coz thou know thy fame.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Its just a little bit of courage&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;That could help thee to play that game.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;So brandish the metal out of its clad&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And yonder thou goest &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;With all that thee had.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/745133571529572828-353931423378648658?l=maheshwariankur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maheshwariankur.blogspot.com/feeds/353931423378648658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=745133571529572828&amp;postID=353931423378648658' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/745133571529572828/posts/default/353931423378648658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/745133571529572828/posts/default/353931423378648658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maheshwariankur.blogspot.com/2007/08/resurrection.html' title='Resurrection'/><author><name>ankur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03021863258126623502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2IYxDHPedXI/SZzmiDNVsBI/AAAAAAAAAJs/gLIJ6LbgDlo/S220/ank.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_2IYxDHPedXI/RtUFs578XzI/AAAAAAAAABw/1MRIofGp_3M/s72-c/untitled.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-745133571529572828.post-7392107612083608852</id><published>2007-08-24T13:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-28T08:47:15.511-07:00</updated><title type='text'>College Life...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2IYxDHPedXI/RtRDd578XyI/AAAAAAAAABo/TSMqvMs0zlc/s1600-h/suzuki_motocross.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2IYxDHPedXI/RtRDd578XyI/AAAAAAAAABo/TSMqvMs0zlc/s200/suzuki_motocross.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103778458765123362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Riding around,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;With an awesome speed,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Never gave a chanceTo anyone lead...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Right or wrong whatever I did ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I did it with all my might ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Mighty enough to sow that seed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Hunger for success.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Was the way to lead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;It was the right timing,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;That I wanted to feed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Making friends all over the way,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Respecting them always...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;And whatever they play.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Searching for satisfaction,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;From where I came...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Thought all could help me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;To play the game.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Destiny was with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;And I had that time frame&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;All I wanted now was&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;A big shot break... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;A break that could help me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Just ...to begin that fame.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Met with some good&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;And met with some bad..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Now its time to end &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;All those hustles And all those clash.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Maturity is what &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Now comming in my eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;What I had fought for ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;And what were all those ties ?&lt;br /&gt;Nothing I gained And nothing I lost&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Its just a matter of perception&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Whatever you thought.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Just feel sorry for those &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Whom I have hurt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Nothing was intentional &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;It was just the time's flirt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Just want to thank those&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Who have always helped.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;As friendship is such a relationship&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;That is complete in itself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Swaying around by destiny's choice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I know one day we wud be far away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Far enough to hear each others voice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;But Whenever one of us would need the other&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;All would come up breaking that ice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;This is something that I'll always remember..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I'll always remember that..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Yes this was my college life ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/745133571529572828-7392107612083608852?l=maheshwariankur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maheshwariankur.blogspot.com/feeds/7392107612083608852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=745133571529572828&amp;postID=7392107612083608852' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/745133571529572828/posts/default/7392107612083608852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/745133571529572828/posts/default/7392107612083608852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maheshwariankur.blogspot.com/2007/08/college-life.html' title='College Life...'/><author><name>ankur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03021863258126623502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2IYxDHPedXI/SZzmiDNVsBI/AAAAAAAAAJs/gLIJ6LbgDlo/S220/ank.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_2IYxDHPedXI/RtRDd578XyI/AAAAAAAAABo/TSMqvMs0zlc/s72-c/suzuki_motocross.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-745133571529572828.post-4498492332803347688</id><published>2007-08-24T13:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-28T08:39:40.823-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Memoires...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2IYxDHPedXI/RtRBrp78XxI/AAAAAAAAABg/B7Hao-jXEv4/s1600-h/untitled.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2IYxDHPedXI/RtRBrp78XxI/AAAAAAAAABg/B7Hao-jXEv4/s200/untitled.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103776495965069074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;There was a time,&lt;br /&gt;when we were together.&lt;br /&gt;Still I don't know,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;why does it bother.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Still remember the day,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;When we moved, hand in hand.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thinking we'll always &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;take a common stand.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Those hay days simply passed by,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Without leaving a single trail&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;of whats left in the sky.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It was simply a matter of choice,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Whether it were you,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;or the time to rejoice.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;To take a stand was really tough,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I kept on vacillating,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;between the heart and mind.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Quenching to know everything &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;about the soul of my kind.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Alas ! There i was.. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The decision was made.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The mind prevailed,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And then came the fate.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I chose happiness..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;which I estimated to be, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;in the time to rejoice.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thought I had found myself,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thought I had realized ,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;My own inner voice.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hurdles were crossed,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and the forts were won.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But when i counted on friends,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I felt I had none.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Once for a while ,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I always felt if......&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I could go back to that old day!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;but now i realize......, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Never had anyone controlled &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The time's sway.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;What was it that was missing ?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Were it you or was it your blessing?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Still when I look up in the sky ,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I could feel your presence,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I had felt you always here standing by.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;So thank you my Love for being here,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;For supporting me and my life,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Whenever I was in despair.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;As far as the question goes&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;What is life ? I feel its a journey, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;At times to be endured.. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and at times to be taken light.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It is simply about moving on.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hey ya life wud you wait for me?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Here I come with some new ambitions,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;some more .... and a whole new song...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/745133571529572828-4498492332803347688?l=maheshwariankur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maheshwariankur.blogspot.com/feeds/4498492332803347688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=745133571529572828&amp;postID=4498492332803347688' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/745133571529572828/posts/default/4498492332803347688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/745133571529572828/posts/default/4498492332803347688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maheshwariankur.blogspot.com/2007/08/memoires.html' title='Memoires...'/><author><name>ankur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03021863258126623502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2IYxDHPedXI/SZzmiDNVsBI/AAAAAAAAAJs/gLIJ6LbgDlo/S220/ank.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_2IYxDHPedXI/RtRBrp78XxI/AAAAAAAAABg/B7Hao-jXEv4/s72-c/untitled.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-745133571529572828.post-6588639063950676583</id><published>2007-08-24T13:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-28T08:28:22.417-07:00</updated><title type='text'>An angel in my dream</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2IYxDHPedXI/RtQ_Cp78XuI/AAAAAAAAABI/Ob6LTG_X9VU/s1600-h/7.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2IYxDHPedXI/RtQ_Cp78XuI/AAAAAAAAABI/Ob6LTG_X9VU/s320/7.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103773592567176930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;An Angel In My Dreams&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yesternight, I had that same dream,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;which make my nerves tensile.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I was lounging, on my bike,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;just to cover another mile .&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The avenue was vacant&lt;br /&gt;with biege frond all around.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;There was nothing &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;which could challange me ,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;to reach the horizon's upper bound.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I could feel the gentle breeze,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and as I cruised along in indolent way.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;All of a sudden, I saw an angilic beauty.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;She was standing behind a pile of hay.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It seemed as if the time was frozen&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and to accost her ,I gave a smile. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;she smiled back gently at me ,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;which pierced in like a pile.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I was endulged in deep thoughts &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;thinking of her virtous charm .&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Though I tried to dream more ,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;but I could'nt stop the clock alarm.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I knew it was the time.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The time to end ,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;This magnificent hallucination, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;All I could see at last ,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;were her dark blue eyes&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;gazing in anticipation.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I had no choice ,but to open my eyes,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;it looked as if I were a monarch &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;who lost his crown.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Just regretting as always ,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I wished in her eyes ,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I would have drowned&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/745133571529572828-6588639063950676583?l=maheshwariankur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maheshwariankur.blogspot.com/feeds/6588639063950676583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=745133571529572828&amp;postID=6588639063950676583' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/745133571529572828/posts/default/6588639063950676583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/745133571529572828/posts/default/6588639063950676583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maheshwariankur.blogspot.com/2007/08/angel-in-my-dream.html' title='An angel in my dream'/><author><name>ankur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03021863258126623502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2IYxDHPedXI/SZzmiDNVsBI/AAAAAAAAAJs/gLIJ6LbgDlo/S220/ank.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_2IYxDHPedXI/RtQ_Cp78XuI/AAAAAAAAABI/Ob6LTG_X9VU/s72-c/7.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
