<?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-18350631</id><updated>2012-01-24T19:05:41.623-08:00</updated><title type='text'>poetic rhythm</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chhavisingh.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18350631/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chhavisingh.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' 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similar as riding on an ocean's tide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Heart says to follow this but Mind says to listen that;&lt;br /&gt; can't decide who is playing a friend or who is acting a devil's advocate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Who wins the so called battle most of the times;&lt;br /&gt; seems so easy to ask but even tougher to hymn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Why does two school of thoughts always exists;&lt;br /&gt; Just to complement each other so as to complete the list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; So who do you listen to?&lt;br /&gt; strong headed MIND or the soft tender HEART.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18350631-1358339674227484668?l=chhavisingh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chhavisingh.blogspot.com/feeds/1358339674227484668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kvKMyHvxzfE/StIY_I0CsrI/AAAAAAAAAP0/FpfDs5ss-04/S220/DSC03370.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18350631.post-6654538813366527648</id><published>2011-02-15T15:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-15T15:16:21.394-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Laughter - A Million Dollar SMILE</title><content type='html'>What costs to have a heartfelt Laughter;&lt;br /&gt;It just require a laugh which makes life Lighter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laughter starts from a simple Smile;&lt;br /&gt;A small action towards anything is never Futile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heart feels extreme joy and Delight;&lt;br /&gt;By seeing anybody's carefree laugh and their eye's Light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People have become so busy in their Affairs;&lt;br /&gt;That seeing them laugh has become Rare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Innocent laugh is as beautiful as a Pearl;&lt;br /&gt;That all luxuries, comfort or loads of money appears Dull.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We should try to live eternal and simplistic Happiness;&lt;br /&gt;By laughing ourselevs or making some one laugh by Themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me, essence of life is in all these small Things;&lt;br /&gt;Which truly makes me as happy as a bird who is flying with its own Wings.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18350631-6654538813366527648?l=chhavisingh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chhavisingh.blogspot.com/feeds/6654538813366527648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18350631&amp;postID=6654538813366527648&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18350631/posts/default/6654538813366527648'/><link rel='self' 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/&gt;google_ad_slot = "9695008177";&lt;br /&gt;google_ad_width = 300;&lt;br /&gt;google_ad_height = 250;&lt;br /&gt;//--&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&lt;br /&gt;src="http://pagead2.googlesyndication.com/pagead/show_ads.js"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is natural to think of dreams in our lifetime;&lt;br /&gt;To acheive those, we can even sometimes nickel and dime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Dreams are something which give meaning to our existence;&lt;br /&gt;Without which everything  becomes meaningful and no more makes any sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;A person is lucky and blessed if he follows and struggles for his dreams;&lt;br /&gt;Becoz thats the only that will give him the utmost happiness even in the       scorching pains.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dreams make you realize that you are still alive;&lt;br /&gt;Dreams set the path ahead to follow so as to complete the journey of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everybody has dreams deep inside their heart;&lt;br /&gt;They just need to listen it once and become its essential part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Eat, Live, Walk and Work your Dreams;&lt;br /&gt;That would take you to the brim of joy and satisfaction of the Heavens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Struggles and Obstacles helps us more to reach to our aim;&lt;br /&gt;They are just contributing to our overall Success with a different name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!--&lt;br /&gt;google_ad_client = "pub-9921716082158468";&lt;br /&gt;/* 300x250, created 8/19/10 */&lt;br /&gt;google_ad_slot = "9695008177";&lt;br /&gt;google_ad_width = 300;&lt;br /&gt;google_ad_height = 250;&lt;br /&gt;//--&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&lt;br /&gt;src="http://pagead2.googlesyndication.com/pagead/show_ads.js"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div 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title='Dreams'/><author><name>chhavi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08737687108376916312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kvKMyHvxzfE/StIY_I0CsrI/AAAAAAAAAP0/FpfDs5ss-04/S220/DSC03370.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18350631.post-7904950981174421832</id><published>2010-01-29T17:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-08-19T13:53:49.611-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Management!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!--&lt;br /&gt;google_ad_client = "pub-9921716082158468";&lt;br /&gt;/* 300x250, created 8/19/10 */&lt;br /&gt;google_ad_slot = "9695008177";&lt;br /&gt;google_ad_width = 300;&lt;br /&gt;google_ad_height = 250;&lt;br /&gt;//--&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&lt;br /&gt;src="http://pagead2.googlesyndication.com/pagead/show_ads.js"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everybody has heard of this;&lt;br /&gt;To know management is everybody's wish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Management is the science of continuos learning;&lt;br /&gt;It applies everywhere from living to working.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its something without which life is incomplete;&lt;br /&gt;and with this, we are pretty ready to compete.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Art of Living is also a type of management;&lt;br /&gt;Other than the cleshey MBA agent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Managemnet means managing time, resources, knowledge efficiently;&lt;br /&gt;Home makers(Mom),Business managers,Dean(Principal) are all examples of managers working actively.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somebody learns management from their own experience and mistakes;&lt;br /&gt;But some like to have a formal extensive training just like a baked cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;I am also on this track these days;&lt;br /&gt;Focussing,Exploring,Trying to learn Management each day .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just want to get this new science within;&lt;br /&gt;So that no one can ever stop me from my win.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!--&lt;br /&gt;google_ad_client = "pub-9921716082158468";&lt;br /&gt;/* 300x250, created 8/19/10 */&lt;br /&gt;google_ad_slot = "9695008177";&lt;br /&gt;google_ad_width = 300;&lt;br /&gt;google_ad_height = 250;&lt;br /&gt;//--&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&lt;br /&gt;src="http://pagead2.googlesyndication.com/pagead/show_ads.js"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18350631-7904950981174421832?l=chhavisingh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chhavisingh.blogspot.com/feeds/7904950981174421832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18350631&amp;postID=7904950981174421832&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18350631/posts/default/7904950981174421832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18350631/posts/default/7904950981174421832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chhavisingh.blogspot.com/2010/01/management_29.html' title='Management!!'/><author><name>chhavi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08737687108376916312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kvKMyHvxzfE/StIY_I0CsrI/AAAAAAAAAP0/FpfDs5ss-04/S220/DSC03370.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18350631.post-7824322259613481132</id><published>2009-05-28T22:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-19T13:54:06.972-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Time is Moving ON</title><content type='html'>&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!--&lt;br /&gt;google_ad_client = "pub-9921716082158468";&lt;br /&gt;/* 300x250, created 8/19/10 */&lt;br /&gt;google_ad_slot = "9695008177";&lt;br /&gt;google_ad_width = 300;&lt;br /&gt;google_ad_height = 250;&lt;br /&gt;//--&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&lt;br /&gt;src="http://pagead2.googlesyndication.com/pagead/show_ads.js"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Situations and things are so rapidly changing;&lt;br /&gt;Making me realize that TIME is flying with its own Wings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am now trying to hold it;&lt;br /&gt;But its not listening to me but rather passing away hurriedly by every bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whats in store for us in future No One knows;&lt;br /&gt;But best would be Love,Happiness,Prosperity or Growth if somebody could just vow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am becoming nostalgic whenever I am thinking of my future moments;&lt;br /&gt;Because I would be moving soon to a new place leaving behind my Parents, Relatives and my Friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How should I nurture my Future;&lt;br /&gt;If anybody could just share their experinces with me just like a Mentor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that I can't get answers to all of the above Questions;&lt;br /&gt;But I just Wish and Pray to GOD that for everybody's Happiness, I may be some or the other part of THE Reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!--&lt;br /&gt;google_ad_client = "pub-9921716082158468";&lt;br /&gt;/* 300x250, created 8/19/10 */&lt;br 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18350631/posts/default/7824322259613481132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chhavisingh.blogspot.com/2009/05/time-is-moving-on.html' title='Time is Moving ON'/><author><name>chhavi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08737687108376916312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kvKMyHvxzfE/StIY_I0CsrI/AAAAAAAAAP0/FpfDs5ss-04/S220/DSC03370.JPG'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18350631.post-2851192453580509216</id><published>2008-03-13T23:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-19T13:54:23.518-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LOVE</title><content type='html'>&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!--&lt;br /&gt;google_ad_client = "pub-9921716082158468";&lt;br /&gt;/* 300x250, created 8/19/10 */&lt;br /&gt;google_ad_slot = "9695008177";&lt;br /&gt;google_ad_width = 300;&lt;br /&gt;google_ad_height = 250;&lt;br /&gt;//--&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&lt;br /&gt;src="http://pagead2.googlesyndication.com/pagead/show_ads.js"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best feeling to feel is LOVE;&lt;br /&gt;As among all others,it is THE above.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVE unites each and every person on this earth;&lt;br /&gt;To make sure that no person is left and never feels its dearth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVE can be found in any or every relation;&lt;br /&gt;For example it reflects in MOM,DAD,SIS,BRO,FRIEND(boy or girl),HUSBAND,WIFEand      anything which you can mention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVE teaches us VALUES,ETHICS and precious MORALS of LIFE;&lt;br /&gt;Which in turn makes us so strong to face any harships and protect us just like a BEEHIVE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVE is a valuable gift of GOD to all of us;&lt;br /&gt;Which has to be treasured like a JEWEL so that it can belong FOR EVER to us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVE should always be EXPRESSED and SHOWN;&lt;br /&gt;But we often forget to do this to those who are very our OWN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVE only makes this small world a BEAUTIFUL place;&lt;br /&gt;Without which every thing is just fake,meaningless,lifeless and SCARCE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!--&lt;br /&gt;google_ad_client = "pub-9921716082158468";&lt;br /&gt;/* 300x250, created 8/19/10 */&lt;br /&gt;google_ad_slot = "9695008177";&lt;br /&gt;google_ad_width = 300;&lt;br /&gt;google_ad_height = 250;&lt;br /&gt;//--&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&lt;br /&gt;src="http://pagead2.googlesyndication.com/pagead/show_ads.js"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kvKMyHvxzfE/StIY_I0CsrI/AAAAAAAAAP0/FpfDs5ss-04/S220/DSC03370.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18350631.post-116599599213109868</id><published>2006-12-12T23:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-08-19T13:54:38.253-07:00</updated><title type='text'>GOlden Days</title><content type='html'>&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!--&lt;br /&gt;google_ad_client = "pub-9921716082158468";&lt;br /&gt;/* 300x250, created 8/19/10 */&lt;br /&gt;google_ad_slot = "9695008177";&lt;br /&gt;google_ad_width = 300;&lt;br /&gt;google_ad_height = 250;&lt;br /&gt;//--&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&lt;br /&gt;src="http://pagead2.googlesyndication.com/pagead/show_ads.js"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOLDEN DAYS&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;   What and when where these golden days???&lt;br /&gt;   can anybody of u tell me this in any way??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   I think those were when i was in my childhood;&lt;br /&gt;   which were the best and not only good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Parents and siblings were around you to protect and nurture you;&lt;br /&gt;   but as u grow, the only one u can look around is only you and you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Why this happens??&lt;br /&gt;   because whenever i realize this, it gives less joy and more pains.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;   Everything has now changed from past to present;&lt;br /&gt;   Friends are there but their presence is almost nascent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   If this is the meaning of being modern and successful;&lt;br /&gt;   Then i dont want this because it has make the LIFE very boring and dull.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   This is something(Golden Days)  which i just wish  to come true;&lt;br /&gt;   But i know it wont ,even when my age is through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!--&lt;br /&gt;google_ad_client = "pub-9921716082158468";&lt;br /&gt;/* 300x250, created 8/19/10 */&lt;br /&gt;google_ad_slot = "9695008177";&lt;br /&gt;google_ad_width = 300;&lt;br /&gt;google_ad_height = 250;&lt;br /&gt;//--&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&lt;br /&gt;src="http://pagead2.googlesyndication.com/pagead/show_ads.js"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18350631-116599599213109868?l=chhavisingh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chhavisingh.blogspot.com/feeds/116599599213109868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18350631&amp;postID=116599599213109868&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18350631/posts/default/116599599213109868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18350631/posts/default/116599599213109868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chhavisingh.blogspot.com/2006/12/golden-days.html' title='GOlden Days'/><author><name>chhavi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08737687108376916312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kvKMyHvxzfE/StIY_I0CsrI/AAAAAAAAAP0/FpfDs5ss-04/S220/DSC03370.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18350631.post-116049822168655130</id><published>2006-10-10T09:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-19T13:54:54.658-07:00</updated><title type='text'>In Search Of What??</title><content type='html'>&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!--&lt;br /&gt;google_ad_client = "pub-9921716082158468";&lt;br /&gt;/* 300x250, created 8/19/10 */&lt;br /&gt;google_ad_slot = "9695008177";&lt;br /&gt;google_ad_width = 300;&lt;br /&gt;google_ad_height = 250;&lt;br /&gt;//--&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&lt;br /&gt;src="http://pagead2.googlesyndication.com/pagead/show_ads.js"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes i marvel what is that i want??&lt;br /&gt; Giving serious thoughts to find the valuable answer, then also i simply can't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Where does the  felicity and expiation dwell??&lt;br /&gt; If please anybody of you can tell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; When will this thirst of mine will be answered??&lt;br /&gt; Will it require just few passing seconds or unlimited wait till the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Is it eternal or something wordly which i am looking for??&lt;br /&gt; Whatever that may be, but please make me reach to that entry door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt; Then only  my life will be some focussed and meaningful,&lt;br /&gt; Otherwise will just lose it in mere delights which will be baleful.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt; We all might have gone through this phase,&lt;br /&gt; But its surprising that we didnt come up with he answer and not even tried to       chase.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!--&lt;br /&gt;google_ad_client = "pub-9921716082158468";&lt;br /&gt;/* 300x250, created 8/19/10 */&lt;br /&gt;google_ad_slot = "9695008177";&lt;br /&gt;google_ad_width = 300;&lt;br /&gt;google_ad_height = 250;&lt;br /&gt;//--&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&lt;br /&gt;src="http://pagead2.googlesyndication.com/pagead/show_ads.js"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18350631-116049822168655130?l=chhavisingh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chhavisingh.blogspot.com/feeds/116049822168655130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18350631&amp;postID=116049822168655130&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18350631/posts/default/116049822168655130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18350631/posts/default/116049822168655130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chhavisingh.blogspot.com/2006/10/in-search-of-what.html' title='In Search Of What??'/><author><name>chhavi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08737687108376916312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kvKMyHvxzfE/StIY_I0CsrI/AAAAAAAAAP0/FpfDs5ss-04/S220/DSC03370.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18350631.post-114742399601799170</id><published>2006-05-12T01:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-19T13:55:09.063-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Where all the fun has gone???</title><content type='html'>&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!--&lt;br /&gt;google_ad_client = "pub-9921716082158468";&lt;br /&gt;/* 300x250, created 8/19/10 */&lt;br /&gt;google_ad_slot = "9695008177";&lt;br /&gt;google_ad_width = 300;&lt;br /&gt;google_ad_height = 250;&lt;br /&gt;//--&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&lt;br /&gt;src="http://pagead2.googlesyndication.com/pagead/show_ads.js"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where all the fun has gone??&lt;br /&gt; Is it because we are just passing our age one by one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Where all the mischeifs, banter and pranks have hidden??&lt;br /&gt; And for everyone now laughter and happiness just seems to be a burden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; It appears as if we have just forgotten how to be happy??&lt;br /&gt; As a result of which aloofness, boredom has taken over the feeling of being lively and chirpy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; We have not been together since many days,&lt;br /&gt; Because everybody is so lost just to live the life in their "very own ways".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; This passing time will never come again,&lt;br /&gt; Which we should realize now, so that in future it wont even pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I sometimes scare that how this PHASE will come to THE end,&lt;br /&gt; But whatever may be the solution, i crave to GOD that please keep us bonded as "dear friends".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script 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type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18350631/posts/default/114742399601799170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18350631/posts/default/114742399601799170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chhavisingh.blogspot.com/2006/05/where-all-fun-has-gone_12.html' title='Where all the fun has gone???'/><author><name>chhavi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08737687108376916312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kvKMyHvxzfE/StIY_I0CsrI/AAAAAAAAAP0/FpfDs5ss-04/S220/DSC03370.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18350631.post-114467913444841361</id><published>2006-04-10T07:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-19T13:55:24.853-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Something is going to happen</title><content type='html'>&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!--&lt;br /&gt;google_ad_client = "pub-9921716082158468";&lt;br /&gt;/* 300x250, created 8/19/10 */&lt;br /&gt;google_ad_slot = "9695008177";&lt;br /&gt;google_ad_width = 300;&lt;br /&gt;google_ad_height = 250;&lt;br /&gt;//--&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&lt;br /&gt;src="http://pagead2.googlesyndication.com/pagead/show_ads.js"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;something is going to happen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Something is going to happen;&lt;br /&gt; and for that , i have just almost become craven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Don't know how i will manage that??&lt;br /&gt; and dont know even that all other things will be in which "state"??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Plz someone be there with me;&lt;br /&gt; so that , i can have some mental support within me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Only new faces, environment and culture will be there;&lt;br /&gt; and just by giving it a thought, i become totally scared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; How will i be able to strive??&lt;br /&gt; there shud be some force which would help me to "drive".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I just hope that i get accustomed to all those very soon;&lt;br /&gt; which for me should prove to be a "boon".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; But this also is very fortuitous;&lt;br /&gt; which will fulfill only if "HE" listens to my prayers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; So again standing alone and watching the starlit sky;&lt;br /&gt; thinking that where  in the DARKNESS or the BRIGHTNESS i will be lying????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!--&lt;br /&gt;google_ad_client = "pub-9921716082158468";&lt;br /&gt;/* 300x250, created 8/19/10 */&lt;br /&gt;google_ad_slot = "9695008177";&lt;br /&gt;google_ad_width = 300;&lt;br /&gt;google_ad_height = 250;&lt;br /&gt;//--&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&lt;br 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/&gt;src="http://pagead2.googlesyndication.com/pagead/show_ads.js"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why r good things so short lived???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiting eagerly for those precious moments which were very dear,&lt;br /&gt;but to my surprise, they came as expected and now they r no more here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they came like a gust of wind,&lt;br /&gt;and gone back like a BUBBLE without giving  any hint.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;those few jiffies gave so much felicity,&lt;br /&gt;that it appeared as i had migrated to some wonder hillbilly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there  was so much to say,to listen,to know, to share,&lt;br /&gt;that everything else except those were totally unclear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no worries, no tension, no leg-pulling, no taunting, no lonliness, no fear,no dullness was there&lt;br /&gt;only laughter, charm, togetherness, care, affection, love was flowing everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i never wanted those days to cease,&lt;br /&gt;because everyone was so enjoying and pleased.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but as everything comes to an end,&lt;br /&gt;so that PHASE also went.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but why these gud things remain for seconds,&lt;br /&gt;leaving behind long boring hours and killing days to be jocund.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!--&lt;br /&gt;google_ad_client = "pub-9921716082158468";&lt;br /&gt;/* 300x250, created 8/19/10 */&lt;br /&gt;google_ad_slot = "9695008177";&lt;br /&gt;google_ad_width = 300;&lt;br /&gt;google_ad_height = 250;&lt;br /&gt;//--&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&lt;br /&gt;src="http://pagead2.googlesyndication.com/pagead/show_ads.js"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kvKMyHvxzfE/StIY_I0CsrI/AAAAAAAAAP0/FpfDs5ss-04/S220/DSC03370.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18350631.post-114167275460776547</id><published>2006-03-06T11:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-08-19T13:55:55.892-07:00</updated><title type='text'>VATS RITE AND VATS WRONG</title><content type='html'>&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!--&lt;br /&gt;google_ad_client = "pub-9921716082158468";&lt;br /&gt;/* 300x250, created 8/19/10 */&lt;br /&gt;google_ad_slot = "9695008177";&lt;br /&gt;google_ad_width = 300;&lt;br /&gt;google_ad_height = 250;&lt;br /&gt;//--&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&lt;br /&gt;src="http://pagead2.googlesyndication.com/pagead/show_ads.js"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VATS RITE AND VATS WRONG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont know sometimes vat to do;&lt;br /&gt;so helpless at times that u cant handle it nor even go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whenever u want things to be rite;&lt;br /&gt;then they just go wrong and out of ur sight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant understand that why this happens;&lt;br /&gt;which makes me so baffled and tense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;every body is rite at their own place;&lt;br /&gt;then also there is something that sets the blaze.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where does the clash lies;&lt;br /&gt;that they only ,who had made us, laugh had now make us cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;plz make the things and the people like they were very before;&lt;br /&gt;becoz  that only ,for the present situation, can be the suitable cure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!--&lt;br /&gt;google_ad_client = "pub-9921716082158468";&lt;br /&gt;/* 300x250, created 8/19/10 */&lt;br /&gt;google_ad_slot = "9695008177";&lt;br 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/&gt;google_ad_width = 300;&lt;br /&gt;google_ad_height = 250;&lt;br /&gt;//--&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&lt;br /&gt;src="http://pagead2.googlesyndication.com/pagead/show_ads.js"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life is a journey and not a destination;&lt;br /&gt;its a jouney of ur struggles, acheivements and not from nation to nation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life is a precious gift to all of us from our lord;&lt;br /&gt;and we should always try to learn something new so that we are not bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life has eclectic stages;&lt;br /&gt;in which we have lived various moments of our ages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life of a human being is even more valuable;&lt;br /&gt;and it is very well understood by all of us becoz its not a riddle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;birth of life in any form always gives us pleasure;&lt;br /&gt;so dont pine away ur life just only in leisure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life is like a watch-timer;&lt;br /&gt;which shows the picture of our life very clear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so utilize ur life in doing something really worth;&lt;br /&gt;which will give u endless happiness so that u will never feel its dearth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!--&lt;br /&gt;google_ad_client = "pub-9921716082158468";&lt;br /&gt;/* 300x250, created 8/19/10 */&lt;br /&gt;google_ad_slot = "9695008177";&lt;br /&gt;google_ad_width = 300;&lt;br /&gt;google_ad_height = 250;&lt;br /&gt;//--&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&lt;br /&gt;src="http://pagead2.googlesyndication.com/pagead/show_ads.js"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18350631-113041639658191029?l=chhavisingh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they are the mirrors of our life;&lt;br /&gt;which show all ur efforts put by u to strive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when we are despondent, lonely, or daunty;&lt;br /&gt;then try to remember those special moments when u were ebullient and doughty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;memories are very close to my heart;&lt;br /&gt;becoz all of our life, leaving this very moment, is its part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u can never run away from memories;&lt;br /&gt;whether they have it in urs heartfelt laughter or painful agonies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;memories are very our own;&lt;br /&gt;but can share it wid someone who u think are also ur own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so memories are our life's epitome;&lt;br /&gt;which can help us to change a "brick-walled" house into a beautiful home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!--&lt;br /&gt;google_ad_client = "pub-9921716082158468";&lt;br /&gt;/* 300x250, created 8/19/10 */&lt;br /&gt;google_ad_slot = 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animals;&lt;br /&gt;which will also make us dull and lull.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a relation persists just becoz of some feelings;&lt;br /&gt;which only wants just ur attention, time,introspection and nt ane billings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!--&lt;br /&gt;google_ad_client = "pub-9921716082158468";&lt;br /&gt;/* 300x250, created 8/19/10 */&lt;br /&gt;google_ad_slot = "9695008177";&lt;br /&gt;google_ad_width = 300;&lt;br /&gt;google_ad_height = 250;&lt;br /&gt;//--&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&lt;br /&gt;src="http://pagead2.googlesyndication.com/pagead/show_ads.js"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18350631-113041251382843802?l=chhavisingh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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