<?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-5361013965315606272</id><updated>2011-07-30T19:39:29.627-07:00</updated><category term='childhood'/><category term='forget'/><category term='Nature'/><category term='person'/><category term='dad'/><category term='loving hugs'/><category term='hugs'/><category term='Woman'/><category term='Cool'/><category term='God'/><category term='Trees'/><category term='White'/><category term='school'/><category term='winds'/><category term='soneone'/><category term='essays'/><category term='Friend'/><category term='Parents'/><category term='beloved'/><category term='Life'/><category term='friendship'/><category term='smile'/><category term='water'/><category term='memories'/><category term='respect'/><category term='Cats'/><category term='girls'/><category term='drops'/><category term='rain drops'/><category term='Rain'/><category term='feelings'/><category term='play'/><category term='Love'/><category term='dignity'/><category term='Heart'/><category term='Mother'/><category term='Mother&apos;s heart'/><category term='cute smile'/><category term='wind'/><category term='deep love'/><category term='patient'/><category term='Little Girl'/><category term='kids'/><category term='realistic'/><category term='Girl'/><title type='text'>A blog of feelings about others...When you feel happy about them...</title><subtitle type='html'>I write these lines when I feel very neutral..then my mind and heart get together and fountain of these lines come out and I write for others...not for myself.....so that I can make them feel bit happy....</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harmanpreets.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5361013965315606272/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harmanpreets.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Harman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02871090691666581571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZIX0dlWPHSc/SNahibq0VOI/AAAAAAAABjU/78CQbqt1nX4/S220/smiley-face-wallpaper-006.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>12</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5361013965315606272.post-3005509018059592718</id><published>2009-11-25T07:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T12:29:05.600-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='patient'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='deep love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cool'/><title type='text'>We have nothing to loose in life......</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZIX0dlWPHSc/Sw1U7m5xzVI/AAAAAAAAEtM/RdgIREwGhrg/s1600/life-mystery.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZIX0dlWPHSc/Sw1U7m5xzVI/AAAAAAAAEtM/RdgIREwGhrg/s400/life-mystery.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408072110573735250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes we have nothing to loose in our life....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we see how our life is flowing....Just going on and on and on....Almost everybody looks behind what has gone in the past...Is it fruitful to look at the past?, Are we going to get something out of it?...Some people loose and some people gain...The people who loose something in their lives they look back in the past at very low percentage...The people who have got something positive in their past or might have achieved something that is very memorable for them....they would like to recall that thing again and again in the coming life because it motivates them ahead...&lt;br /&gt;                                      &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZIX0dlWPHSc/Sw1UqR9cNVI/AAAAAAAAEtE/e9I41S6rBPk/s1600/nightbeach.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 331px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZIX0dlWPHSc/Sw1UqR9cNVI/AAAAAAAAEtE/e9I41S6rBPk/s400/nightbeach.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408071812894176594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                      &lt;br /&gt;I have seen persons revising the bad past that has gone with them they make that past as their base to go up, because they know what's the meaning of their life and what God has done in the past and why the old time came in there lives...so that they can learn and move forward in their life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting closer to life is one thing and getting ahead of life is one thing...people who think about their life are very rare to find in this world...Thinking about the life with the closer look defines your path what are you going to do in your life....Like Mother Nature's life cycle goes...She knows Her cycle where She has to do what...River knows where it has to flow from...as river is closely looks at the earth, rocks, small pebbles  and these small things make up her life...That is what we all have to look closely in our lives...We have to look closely the small paths of our life which make big road ahead...on which we have to move ahead....If you loose the one of the paths you are making pit for your own....Before doing anything in hurry just closely look at life patiently and proceed further...because we have nothing no loose in life dear ones...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life gives us so much of time..it's us who make early decisions....don't wait for the things to happen...Let yourself be leaf who is floating in the life called wind...Let the Nature be your carrier and let yourself flow in that mysterious journey called LIFE....&lt;br /&gt;                          &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZIX0dlWPHSc/Sw1VpsIjuZI/AAAAAAAAEtU/KOhJiD1SE_c/s1600/snapshot200907040911201.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZIX0dlWPHSc/Sw1VpsIjuZI/AAAAAAAAEtU/KOhJiD1SE_c/s320/snapshot200907040911201.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408072902251886994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is mysterious, Everybody likes surprises, gifts... Why you want to know about the past future...let the life give you gifts....let it take you....where ever it want to take you...be a small kid...give your finger in life's hand...let the life be your father....like child has his complete trust in his father....whenever he is walking with his father..he knows..dad is taking him to right place...and whenever i will fall dad will save me...so hold your hands blindly with life...and let yourself flow with it...like kid does with his father....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end I would just say that " Just be patient, cool and collected and let the life do it's work..it's gonna go as it is designed...you cannot take anything away from it..and cannot add anything into it..you will get in your life as much as written by God in your life...So stay cool....and Enjoy!!! your mysterious journey of life ahead...with coolness and calmness...Because you have Nothing to loose in your life dear ones...."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5361013965315606272-3005509018059592718?l=harmanpreets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harmanpreets.blogspot.com/feeds/3005509018059592718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5361013965315606272&amp;postID=3005509018059592718' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5361013965315606272/posts/default/3005509018059592718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5361013965315606272/posts/default/3005509018059592718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harmanpreets.blogspot.com/2009/11/we-have-nothing-to-loose-in-life.html' title='We have nothing to loose in life......'/><author><name>Harman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02871090691666581571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZIX0dlWPHSc/SNahibq0VOI/AAAAAAAABjU/78CQbqt1nX4/S220/smiley-face-wallpaper-006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZIX0dlWPHSc/Sw1U7m5xzVI/AAAAAAAAEtM/RdgIREwGhrg/s72-c/life-mystery.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5361013965315606272.post-5849847373788504551</id><published>2009-09-13T19:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T08:25:35.401-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='respect'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='loving hugs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cute smile'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hugs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='smile'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dignity'/><title type='text'>See what smile and love can do.......</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZIX0dlWPHSc/Sq-vGrD4FQI/AAAAAAAAEgo/r4KXlfXhLTc/s1600-h/love+hug.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZIX0dlWPHSc/Sq-vGrD4FQI/AAAAAAAAEgo/r4KXlfXhLTc/s400/love+hug.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381712608904090882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZIX0dlWPHSc/Sq-u9kCd2lI/AAAAAAAAEgg/IELn3IS-9Ho/s1600-h/friends_bmp%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 166px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZIX0dlWPHSc/Sq-u9kCd2lI/AAAAAAAAEgg/IELn3IS-9Ho/s400/friends_bmp%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381712452400306770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like to share a very small story of a man who use to go to job using taxi on daily basis with his friend.No matter what happened whenever he used to come out from the taxi after reaching office he would say to taxi to driver "You have driven very good" and also gave a him wide smile. Even after reaching office he would also deal with other people very calmly and with much patience. Nobody ever saw him arguing...fighting with someone...Everyone always saw him smiling..giving compliments to others..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His friend who used to come with him to office always remained confused why he used to say such words to taxi driver and why he gives smiles to others...it makes sometimes looks awkward smiling here and there...at before everyone...so he made up his mind that he will ask this question to his friend next time they will go to office on a taxi..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next day they were again together chatting with each other....talking about office and normal life. Both get into the taxi. Both of them reached office...After getting out from the car..His friend told taxi driver "He was driving very good and gave a big smile" Taxi driver felt very happy and left.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZIX0dlWPHSc/Sq-v7jESdRI/AAAAAAAAEg4/GL7Sf_t-JLU/s1600-h/virtualhug.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 350px; height: 351px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZIX0dlWPHSc/Sq-v7jESdRI/AAAAAAAAEg4/GL7Sf_t-JLU/s400/virtualhug.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381713517291402514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His friend asked him question then that I come with you only daily basis..I always see you giving compliment to taxi drivers whenever we leave from taxi....and giving big smile....what is the reason you do that....That person smile with look of patience on this face and answered ... I get happiness whenever i smile at others...if you see  you are  helping million people to get happiness on daily basis..see what happens when I give compliment to others or to taxi driver...He starts smiling in the morning...Then he has to deal with other passengers..he will deal with them smile and respect .. he will also give them compliments..those passengers will also feel happy and wherever they go they will talk happily to others giving smile to others...it works as chain reaction..and it spreads like a disease...that is smile disease and makes everyone infected with love and smile on daily basis...and there whole day becomes awesome...that is why i do that....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZIX0dlWPHSc/Sq-vzXwBCKI/AAAAAAAAEgw/X4ho4uh9YDY/s1600-h/hugs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 245px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZIX0dlWPHSc/Sq-vzXwBCKI/AAAAAAAAEgw/X4ho4uh9YDY/s400/hugs.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381713376814631074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That person was really shocked to hear that this small smile can affect others in such a way...He also started doing that on daily basis...He was also not aware of such a small thing...I think in this small part of live we also forget what this small drop of love called smile can do ... Start giving small smiles to others today.....Be a part of making million people happy in one day....So Just start your day with big smile :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Second Story:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second story is about a person called hugging judge who lives in US. This is real story which still happens. She has a complete team she goes to fairs and place giving people free hugs as people are getting tensed on very small things these days....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She started doing this when she was early into her career. She always carries suitcase on which The Hugging judge is printed. Everyone in the office knows about her that she is Hugging Judge. An incident  happened with her that shows what a touch of love,smile and care can do. Even Medical science is unable to explain this...How all this happens...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZIX0dlWPHSc/Sq-uV09s6aI/AAAAAAAAEgQ/CAygBXs4Yac/s1600-h/hugs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZIX0dlWPHSc/Sq-uV09s6aI/AAAAAAAAEgQ/CAygBXs4Yac/s400/hugs.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381711769748957602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day Her team was on normal visits to mentally ill people's hospital. Where they give every single person a hug and some chocolates. On that day she was with her friend...Both of them entered in a room..where some patients were laying on the bed...one row on each side of the room....both of them started hugging every patient one by one...some gave them smile..some people were not leaving them after they hugged them....they were missing something that was drop of love from others they required so that they can heal themselves..love is the big medicine everywhere...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They reached a one bed where there was just silence...nothing else..A person was laying on the bed with big beard and cap on his face...no doctor would go near him..even nurse used to help him very less...Her friend didn't touch him...she left her without giving a hug as he was looking very dirty....But the hugging judge didn't do that she was very lovely lady..she went near him....removed his cap from his face gently...and then gave him a big hug...she kept hugging her for 5 minutes....and then she left him after leaving some chocolates for him...as she was leaving from the room...that patient started smiling and starting laughing with happiness....every body was stunned why this thing was happening to him....Doctors came up...suddenly there was huge rush in that room...Doctor's were shocked to see what happened to this person....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after sometime..some body told the Hugging judge that this person was silent from last 35-40 years..he never spoke in his last few year..he used to stay on his bed like a dead body..and now he is smiling and talking to others...Doctors checked him..he became normal...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZIX0dlWPHSc/Sq-ugxUaMjI/AAAAAAAAEgY/mWZ5fwVejgk/s1600-h/free+hugs.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 294px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZIX0dlWPHSc/Sq-ugxUaMjI/AAAAAAAAEgY/mWZ5fwVejgk/s400/free+hugs.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381711957749019186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See what happens when you touch someone with gentle love, care and hug..small touch of smile....can cure big diseases like these....Give love to others..it cures impurities...this person still lives somewhere in US...and carrying on his normal...and Hugging judge is still carrying on giving her love to others...He was just missing small part of love from his life... start giving love to others whom you love...show love to others....for whom you care...and carry on your life......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5361013965315606272-5849847373788504551?l=harmanpreets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harmanpreets.blogspot.com/feeds/5849847373788504551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5361013965315606272&amp;postID=5849847373788504551' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5361013965315606272/posts/default/5849847373788504551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5361013965315606272/posts/default/5849847373788504551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harmanpreets.blogspot.com/2009/09/see-what-smile-and-love-can-do.html' title='See what smile and love can do.......'/><author><name>Harman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02871090691666581571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZIX0dlWPHSc/SNahibq0VOI/AAAAAAAABjU/78CQbqt1nX4/S220/smiley-face-wallpaper-006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZIX0dlWPHSc/Sq-vGrD4FQI/AAAAAAAAEgo/r4KXlfXhLTc/s72-c/love+hug.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5361013965315606272.post-4007460762884631311</id><published>2009-08-01T03:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T03:47:28.683-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sun rays, Trees and Leaf...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZIX0dlWPHSc/SnQWF6GPFxI/AAAAAAAAEfY/845Qa_3xXtI/s1600-h/Sun_Rays_Yosemite_Web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 324px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZIX0dlWPHSc/SnQWF6GPFxI/AAAAAAAAEfY/845Qa_3xXtI/s400/Sun_Rays_Yosemite_Web.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364937346855671570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think of an evening I went to Mountains stood there….for an hours …stood there for many hours….they passed by… I didn’t know how my time passed….Rays were coming down from above..like Angels aura…Looking like beautiful love of Nature…given to me….so that we can enjoy that beauty of Nature…I certainly felt I am at the cliff of the mountain…feeling the air of happiness, natural aura hitting my face…raising my heart way high in the mountains..from where I don’t wanna come back….amaziningly raised high up in the sky….to God….Thanking almighty for giving me this moment and making me feel I am no where in this world where I am standing right now…I moved very slowly on top of the cliff ‘coz of softness of Nature I felt on the top of the hill… which I didn’t felt before….I felt the Sun rays carving through the leafs…Golden leafs of the trees…which looked awesome…even….Natural aura of light spread all of over after looking at that beautiful reflection that came after sun rays touched the leaves…every single particle could be felt….Leaves were looking happy like they are made of Gold…and they proudly sayin…We are part of Nature…Come be part of us….You can also mingle with us..Come have the taste the love,Care Mother Nature has for you….Enjoy it at the Max….I went more near that leave….the one which was looking happy….I  saw a small pearl like thing….looked like very tiny diamond…ready to go down to earth’s heart….but it stayed there for a moment ….so that we can enjoy it….I loved that moment….Sun rays passing through that small drop on that leaf…giving out the aura of  light to others…so that they can rectify themselves…that looked to me a beautiful "moment"for just a moment…then that leaf suddenly…bent…giving a way to that water drop to fall down…and go deep down to earth’s heart…sacrificing itself so that other’s can grow…while going down….to earth…it didn’t even cry for a moment…as it knew what it was doing….at least it knew..whatever it is doing is gonna help others….I learn a lot out of it….gave a thought to it…why this thing happened...without complaining…without saying anything to this world….that question still haunts……why we are not able to do this…in this normal living life….why still people not able to learn out of Nature..Our Mother is full things we can learn from….God bless you dear drop….you sacrificed yourself for others…..I will also do like that…..After sometime I got my answer….When a plant came out and gave a birth to beautiful flower…and that flower attracted butterfly.bees….gave a birth to so many living souls…around it…Just due to small sacrifice of that drop it happened….I hope others also learn out of it…..God bless them…..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5361013965315606272-4007460762884631311?l=harmanpreets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harmanpreets.blogspot.com/feeds/4007460762884631311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5361013965315606272&amp;postID=4007460762884631311' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5361013965315606272/posts/default/4007460762884631311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5361013965315606272/posts/default/4007460762884631311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harmanpreets.blogspot.com/2009/08/sun-rays-trees-and-leaf.html' title='Sun rays, Trees and Leaf...'/><author><name>Harman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02871090691666581571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZIX0dlWPHSc/SNahibq0VOI/AAAAAAAABjU/78CQbqt1nX4/S220/smiley-face-wallpaper-006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZIX0dlWPHSc/SnQWF6GPFxI/AAAAAAAAEfY/845Qa_3xXtI/s72-c/Sun_Rays_Yosemite_Web.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5361013965315606272.post-3744754531977251255</id><published>2009-04-22T18:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T00:27:13.846-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZIX0dlWPHSc/Se_D8Raqb8I/AAAAAAAADAg/BOnfF9DgYZU/s1600-h/loveblog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 302px; height: 211px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZIX0dlWPHSc/Se_D8Raqb8I/AAAAAAAADAg/BOnfF9DgYZU/s400/loveblog.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327692324437389250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Got my first BLOG AWARD!!!! Thanks for this lovely award for my blog Margaret...Although I don't write much as you said  in your comments....But I love to write about the things that make others happy..Thanks for the love dear one...GOD bless you and gives you lifetime happiness....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like to give my nomination to the following people for this award:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Margaret:&lt;br /&gt;   One of my lovely friends who entered into my life like butterfly which keeps moving around from one point to another keeps giving you the freshness of life and making you feel happy..She has got heart of Angel....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Nayeem&lt;/span&gt; Mohammad:&lt;br /&gt;   I would like to nominate one of my friends who is very good in writing...writes regularly..His poetry is nearest to every thing  that writes about....His poetry deserves this award....God bless you dear one....&lt;br /&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/5361013965315606272-3744754531977251255?l=harmanpreets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harmanpreets.blogspot.com/feeds/3744754531977251255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5361013965315606272&amp;postID=3744754531977251255' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5361013965315606272/posts/default/3744754531977251255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5361013965315606272/posts/default/3744754531977251255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harmanpreets.blogspot.com/2009/04/got-my-first-blog-award-thanks-for-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Harman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02871090691666581571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZIX0dlWPHSc/SNahibq0VOI/AAAAAAAABjU/78CQbqt1nX4/S220/smiley-face-wallpaper-006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZIX0dlWPHSc/Se_D8Raqb8I/AAAAAAAADAg/BOnfF9DgYZU/s72-c/loveblog.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5361013965315606272.post-4603429376308401693</id><published>2009-03-29T11:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T17:30:58.687-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rain drops'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='deep love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drops'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='water'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>Rain...Rain...Rain...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZIX0dlWPHSc/SdH0ecTKtSI/AAAAAAAADAY/0dl1wBKHAUk/s1600-h/another+rainy+day.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZIX0dlWPHSc/SdH0ecTKtSI/AAAAAAAADAY/0dl1wBKHAUk/s400/another+rainy+day.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319301438731105570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Rain Rain Rain....O Dear rain come down to the earth..Rain Rain Rain....O Dear rain come down to the earth..waiting for your rain drops...singing, dancing you come down to earth..I feel it when you touch my skin...by feeling your drop on me...and that is just for a sec...and this drop gets elapsed after touching my skin...you also come from heavens, Sent by God...mysteriously coming down to the earth with momentum that I can't guess...where you drop yourself...Some times with dust and sometimes with the wind....sometimes in the form of hailstorm..I know you are very kind when you come on earth..you make peoples lives..you give happiness...some people dance with you...when you drop your drop on them...I like it my dear..I like it..I need to dance with you when you come...I feel your purity, your virginity with which God sends you with.. I can't resist myself  from dancing as my inner soul dances with you...Your wind is so strong my heart can't resist...it just blows away with you...O my dear rain...give happiness to others...give loveliness to others...give soul happiness to others...O my dear rain come down....have dance with us..you dance you give love to others...God bless you....you are Mother for everyone....You Mother for earth...who gives new leaves to plants...to small weeds who wait for you when you gonna come and we will grow...they even sacrifice there life for you....I know you are life giver....You make land fertile...I know you sometimes come in plenty and causes flood to come...but it's betterment of the particular land...which fills up the whole soil with new virgin sand..that allows new weeds ... earth to come out and feel your love that you have given them..It's your love that has allowed them to sprout....you come with black clouds..dancing through the wind....some times you are fast..sometimes you are very slow....you are lovely my dear rain...come...come...come....I always wait for you...when you will come and make my heart watery with your rain drops..I always wait for you...I love you so much my dear I can't explain you...my heart comes out through my eyes...to welcome..come dear rain...reveal your love to me..that you have been hiding in your heart....reveal that love...I will forget my world that I am living in...I want to forget myself and  completely indulge in you...make me wet completely with your love drops...make me wet...make me wet..O rain come down to earth....come to me...when you sing...birds chirp with you..birds dance with you...your wind passes through there body...thats why they sing...they can't stop themselves....you make me wet through my eyes because of immense love I have for you My dear rain....leaves of big trees clap with each other like they are welcoming you....you make them wet..you also make them dance in rain....everybody likes to dance in rain....fresh leaves dipped in rain water give immense pleasure to heart that you can't explain...it feels like you are in heaven....While writing.. about you my dear rain...I have started feeling fresh...like you make birds wet..your wind going through my body...my soul..my heart....O wind of rain....come move through body..make me completely wet with you love of blissfulness...make the heart happy as much as you can....even I can smell you when you come...I can smell you and your wet sand smell..that pleasure I can't explain....just seems like you are making me fly in sky....Even blissful trees,small plants know when you are coming....and when you gonna fill there heart with love..blissfulness that they need to grow themselves and reach the sky high....O rain come to everyone...come to every part of this world...Give your love, warmth, kindness, blissfulness to them...make them feel you Mother for them....put lovely hand of care on them...my dear friend...my dear my heart is filling up with love for you I can't explain..you make me move...you make me go through difficult situations....that is why I love you so much....Come to me..Come to me..Come to me...I wanna feel your love of happiness...wanna completely mingle with you..no one should be able to recognize me....I don't wanna leave any differences between you and me...come to me, come to me my dear rain....you make me smile.....I would pray...to you...please make other people smile...go to them..fill there heart with warmth that you have for others...you are Mother for them my dear rain...care for them.....care for them.....you are Mother of all....just remember it....you are Mother of all us.....&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/5361013965315606272-4603429376308401693?l=harmanpreets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harmanpreets.blogspot.com/feeds/4603429376308401693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5361013965315606272&amp;postID=4603429376308401693' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5361013965315606272/posts/default/4603429376308401693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5361013965315606272/posts/default/4603429376308401693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harmanpreets.blogspot.com/2009/03/rainrainrain.html' title='Rain...Rain...Rain...'/><author><name>Harman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02871090691666581571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZIX0dlWPHSc/SNahibq0VOI/AAAAAAAABjU/78CQbqt1nX4/S220/smiley-face-wallpaper-006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZIX0dlWPHSc/SdH0ecTKtSI/AAAAAAAADAY/0dl1wBKHAUk/s72-c/another+rainy+day.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5361013965315606272.post-7614048329894019684</id><published>2008-12-22T21:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T23:54:52.331-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Parents'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mother'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mother&apos;s heart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Heart'/><title type='text'>Beloved Mother...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZIX0dlWPHSc/SVCKtYh84rI/AAAAAAAACjE/Gt6tNtx0aZI/s1600-h/Mothers-Love-by-kolongi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 337px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZIX0dlWPHSc/SVCKtYh84rI/AAAAAAAACjE/Gt6tNtx0aZI/s400/Mothers-Love-by-kolongi.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282874875189191346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I don't have any words to start this blog from... As Mother word is itself shows me who She is..For me She is God..Above all..I can even fight with God for her...I have that attitude..Even the provider is God..He has provided Mother to us...Nothing can describe her love,her cuteness,the way she manages her way to life..She has lots to do in her life..But She still finds the way to love her beloved ones that is her family...even for others...She is infinity for me...She has all, others can't give...Seen her crying..Cried with her..Seen her happy, joyous...full of love..Did enjoy with her..gave her the full love...Nothing can  differentiate &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Her &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;from others...I know how a women starts her life....When She was just a girl...She has  to go through so many things...But  She still bears it...there are some Mothers who bear so much for there kids..who live in villages..Sometimes there  loved ones become there enemies..I don't know why...In some villages She is sold on the name of Dowry...It is really different from normal aspects but She still bears it..for the sake of her family where She took birth...and after her family she has to take care of in-laws family..has to take care of her kids...has to take care of the house where she lives..has to help her hubby so that they can live..has to take care of her hubby....so that he should not go away from her...but she still doesn't speak...Nobody can bear the pain while she bears when she gives the birth to a kid...I look at my mother she is always ready to do anything for us...always worried what's gonna happen to us in the future...whenever we leave for some trip...she always says"Beta pnch k phone jarur karin"(Please inform us whenever you reach there safely...) That kind of thing that every mother possesses for every kid..what is a life of a mother...let me take you through...She starts her life in one of the families....Takes care of her family where she takes birth..loves them...makes food for them...helps them in every work..but still She has to bear many times, She doesn't speak..then time comes when She reaches a stage..where She has to leave her family...where She lived for 20-25 yrs..Half of the life She spent there...Being a man..I can really feel what feelings She goes through when She has to leave her birth place...I can't even think that She does that...really difficult for me to think...But still She goes through it...Reaches a new home...where She has a new family...to take care of them....Manages that also...She takes care of complete family..after sometime "WE" guys come up...adding bit more into her life...She spends Her time with us....She spends half of her time with us...before this She spent half of her time with her husband...Then She has to bear our thinking's....Then when we become young..and get married..normally every  person forgets his/her Mother..that She exists..She has to bear that also...Some forget their Mother that much that they don't even reach at their Mother's Funeral..Where She wanted to see Her Kid for the last time and He was not there..God bless that kind of Kid..Please don't forget in  whatever condition you are in and in Whatever condition She is in..Please love her..Love her..Be a Lover for her..Like you become lover of your Girl friend...Please Love..Oh!! God..Please please give them power to feel to take care of there Mothers...I don't know how much She bears and How much She will have to bear......I salute to Her..I salute her every part..every second She lives...She spends more than half of her life caring for others...Love to her..Cheers to her...May every Mother live long....Oh God...Please bless her with your love...I know I am possessive about her..I love to be...You created Mother...Thanks to you...Beloved Mother you are always in my heart...You will always in my every single nerve of my Body...I can just say...I love you my dearest Mother.....May God bless you....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5361013965315606272-7614048329894019684?l=harmanpreets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harmanpreets.blogspot.com/feeds/7614048329894019684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5361013965315606272&amp;postID=7614048329894019684' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5361013965315606272/posts/default/7614048329894019684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5361013965315606272/posts/default/7614048329894019684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harmanpreets.blogspot.com/2008/12/beloved-mother.html' title='Beloved Mother...'/><author><name>Harman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02871090691666581571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZIX0dlWPHSc/SNahibq0VOI/AAAAAAAABjU/78CQbqt1nX4/S220/smiley-face-wallpaper-006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZIX0dlWPHSc/SVCKtYh84rI/AAAAAAAACjE/Gt6tNtx0aZI/s72-c/Mothers-Love-by-kolongi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5361013965315606272.post-1154904136134186024</id><published>2008-10-05T01:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T03:47:08.017-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='soneone'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='person'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beloved'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='smile'/><title type='text'>Mystic Smile.... :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZIX0dlWPHSc/SOiAyj_qqRI/AAAAAAAABmA/6-4FeGcdv6c/s1600-h/waves+wind+skipping+stones.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZIX0dlWPHSc/SOiAyj_qqRI/AAAAAAAABmA/6-4FeGcdv6c/s400/waves+wind+skipping+stones.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253590571471776018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;While writing...I can feel the happiness I am having about that smile....I am also feeling so happy because it is raining outside as I see that smile on someone's face...Even God seems to be happy if I am writing for that smile....Very rare I find on someone's face....Teeth like pearls cembeded in Sea....Giving it's reflection to everyone so that everyone can get happiness out of it...I am really happy I get a chance to see that smile everytime...I feel like I am in heavens....Like a rain drop comes out from the clouds...and it places itself on your face and kind of feeling comes out from the heart..the feeling of coldness and  heavens...it is really amazing how someone can go  through it..I thank God to giving that kinna feeling to everyone...I really thank Him...God bless those people who live on others smile...Like beloved's smile is important for her lover...Child's smile is important for parents...so smile is worth...No one can negate this fact...It is important everywhere...No one can live without it...When I see someone smiling..A kind of waves go through my heart and my body...just imagine how smile brings magic in your life...you start feeling a bit cozy at your heart and body...your veins relax...your mind starts thinking in neutral way...your senses get concentrated completely towards that smile...your eyes get wide open..to see that smile...I have gone through this kind of experience many times....I felt like heavens....That is why I keep on saying...Show your teeth..hehe...that is amazing experience..haha...to ask someone...to show there teeth and saying cheese to everyone...hahaha....A smiley experience for me....A smile can make you live longer and can make you life living worth...I love it when somebody smiles...Even somebody smiles at me..by looking at me...Atleast I am able to make them happy...that is my main mission towards life..to make everyone happy....I know that how I cannot make everyone happy..but atleast we can try to give love to someone a bit so that they can feel happy about  someone  who care about us....I love when somebody expresses it before everyone....you can live without smile..I know that...but smile cannot live without you..Face cannot live without smile...I hope everyone gets the smile every day...And every body is able to make someone happy every day....When somebody smiles..I feel that smile D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="border-collapse: collapse;  white-space: pre-wrap; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt; down my body, heart and soul....I can never expect any person to live without smile....Hope God gives love to everyone so that he/she can smile spread it's love to everyone....If you give smile to someone it spreads it doesn't stay at one point...it's just keeps flowing like emotions when you see someone smile from heart....I really feel it..when somebody smiles from heart...I dedicate these lines to all those lovers of smile that they are looking for..and I hope smile goes through there eyes and into there heart and gives smile to everyone....I hope that...How you can feel that God is smiling??? Really a difficult question for everyone..but if you help someone...smile at someone...for his/her sake so that other person can feel relaxed after looking at your face...when you give someone smile who is suffering from some disease it is hope for life to them...when you give smile to someone who has lost everything that smile is hope for that person...when somebody looses someone....and you try make them happy...In other words you give your smile to others to make their life worth living..then you are worth and then you get the answer from God why He is giving smiles to you...you get your answer...So I would say in the end "Smile alot It costs nothing"....Love and butterflies of smiles to everyone from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="border-collapse: collapse;  white-space: pre-wrap; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;deeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt; down my heart....Hope God blesses everyone with His own smile.......and everybody is able to see that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;deeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep....&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/5361013965315606272-1154904136134186024?l=harmanpreets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harmanpreets.blogspot.com/feeds/1154904136134186024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5361013965315606272&amp;postID=1154904136134186024' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5361013965315606272/posts/default/1154904136134186024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5361013965315606272/posts/default/1154904136134186024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harmanpreets.blogspot.com/2008/10/mystic-smile.html' title='Mystic Smile.... :)'/><author><name>Harman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02871090691666581571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZIX0dlWPHSc/SNahibq0VOI/AAAAAAAABjU/78CQbqt1nX4/S220/smiley-face-wallpaper-006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZIX0dlWPHSc/SOiAyj_qqRI/AAAAAAAABmA/6-4FeGcdv6c/s72-c/waves+wind+skipping+stones.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5361013965315606272.post-8513411062427529311</id><published>2008-10-04T23:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T03:56:45.504-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='winds'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Trees'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wind'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='forget'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='realistic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>Someone Realistic.....Tree and Wind....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZIX0dlWPHSc/SOhzMLVC_cI/AAAAAAAABl4/m0tNxGIFj8g/s1600-h/the+wind+the+tree+and+me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZIX0dlWPHSc/SOhzMLVC_cI/AAAAAAAABl4/m0tNxGIFj8g/s400/the+wind+the+tree+and+me.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253575618364374466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;How can I be realistic, If someone got distracted from me...I can never think of that person again..who came into life like wind... came from one window and went from other...It would be that much difficult for me to forget that wind...That realistic person was someone who has never thought to hurt me in her life....Realistic persons are very rare in this world and very common to find sometimes when God gift's you these kinna persons...I am very happy that I got one....Not feeling sorry about..In the starting I was bit surprised about someone...that was really mystical and full of mystery and never came to know that this thing can happen in my life...Someone really came and went like a wind in my life...I stood just like  a Tree clapping with my leaves and trying to welcome someone...But I thought I was welcoming for a person who will stay with me for sometime...But didn't know that was wind that comes and vanishes away...I wasn't able to stop that moment for a moment...I kept clapping that she has arrived, she has arrived but I was left clapping there....But I really felt good about it and enjoyed that mystical time for sometime...atleast that wind touched my body... touched my face...went into my eyes...then into my heart...went into every single nerve of my body...went into my spirit...I was in music, dancing all around in my life....I was happy atleast wind came and blew for sometime...I was able to capture that moment....I am happy I am able to do that...Never thought in my whole life that this can happen to me....But I know that wind will again blow..and it will keep blowing in my life...and it will motivate me to move on in life...I will never stop again...I tell to my dear God..It has given me so many lessons in my life..which has effected me alot in my life in many ways...I will love that wind forever I promise...I will be a tree which will keep standing in every kind of situation and tryin to welcome every kinna wind which will come my way...I will give respect...I know I will... I will give love....I can never forget wind whispering in my ears...I am here...then I used to dance like a bird dancing in rain...Then I would give much relaxation who would come underneath me...I was getting bit surprised what other person was thinking about this wind  and where it is coming from...some day someone asked me where this wind comes from and go throughs u...well I replied,"When that wind came and collided with me for the first time...I didn't allow her to pass throuh me...But as that wind kept coming again and again..I tried ignoring it...But I wasn't able to do it...when it kept coming and I came to know it is coming for me...so that I should not feel alone in my life so that I should stay happy in my ife..because when I clap with my leaves it makes me happy...when I understood that....that wind blown so hard on me....that made holes in my complete body of wood...there is not pulp in it..just holes...now I feel much more happier that it can pass through my body and gives me the relaxation I want...my leaves are greener now as that wind is blowing in my every single nerve...but sometimes it doesn't come..and I feel really alone...But I am very happy that sometimes wind should also take some rest haha...I can live alone even without her...I want that wind to stay happy and  cool like itself....Dear God that was cool wind that came left me alone...Thanks for those moments when wind came touched me for sometime...thanks for those moments...I know my future is secure and I will keep growing in my whole life...I hope wind remembers my way to heart...and She thinks that Tree also exists there....Hope she remembers...God bless that wind and Gives it's love to her....God bless you dearest wind...Please keep blowing...I am tranparent for you now...Please blow through me....You are blood for me now....Please blow through me...If you will not blow I will become wood without wood.....I hope you keep coming....You keep coming....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5361013965315606272-8513411062427529311?l=harmanpreets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harmanpreets.blogspot.com/feeds/8513411062427529311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5361013965315606272&amp;postID=8513411062427529311' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5361013965315606272/posts/default/8513411062427529311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5361013965315606272/posts/default/8513411062427529311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harmanpreets.blogspot.com/2008/10/someone-realistictree-and-wind.html' title='Someone Realistic.....Tree and Wind....'/><author><name>Harman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02871090691666581571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZIX0dlWPHSc/SNahibq0VOI/AAAAAAAABjU/78CQbqt1nX4/S220/smiley-face-wallpaper-006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZIX0dlWPHSc/SOhzMLVC_cI/AAAAAAAABl4/m0tNxGIFj8g/s72-c/the+wind+the+tree+and+me.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5361013965315606272.post-3488062844331365087</id><published>2008-09-24T12:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T11:23:49.959-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='childhood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='play'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='girls'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='memories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>Childhood Memories.....Dedicated to someone Deep..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZIX0dlWPHSc/SNqeQm6rR4I/AAAAAAAABkk/eNy85LKeZdA/s1600-h/girlsinwatercolorw.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZIX0dlWPHSc/SNqeQm6rR4I/AAAAAAAABkk/eNy85LKeZdA/s400/girlsinwatercolorw.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249682323815483266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hellos to my Childhood...I love my childhood like everyone does..I grow up in a small city looking at the skies all around..At that time I wished to touch the sky...I used to ride on small cycle to the nearby railway station and used to watch the train come and go..How can I forget those days...When I used to sit on bench filled with love of respect and I remember that was of green color..with small ants moving on it..and some dust on it..used to clean that with my hand..and sit on it...and used to see the back how much dust is sticking at my back...used to taste the sand...looked very tasty at that time...used to go the city park with my beloved ones...and I remember those days jumping on the grass .... used to feel I got my world in my small hands...We would take out the grass and used to throw at each other...used to run on grass dancing and sometimes getting scar on hands and legs..Mom used to teach me "Beta don't go there, Ghosts live there"hehe....I feel like this when i think of those moments..Mom used to make me ready with small fairy tale like clothes of pink color and sometimes of green color..small clips of dreams used to be on my hair..felt like no one is like my mom..Oh Mom I love you for these moments...I love you dearest Mom...I hope everyone is blessed with Mother like you..You are God for me my dearest mother..I remember of Dad taking me out on rehri for the Icecream...and fighting with my brother and small sister to get the bigger one...hehe..hehe..those moments are awesome..Dad used to say"Beta you are eldest of these all" You should understand ...Oh dearest Dad I love you for all that you have given my...You have been my inspiration of my life..Thanks for being there...I hope you get all the things you need in your life...I remember follwing the butter flies and, helicopters(Dragon flies), Jugnu...haha..was awesome time...used to capture and look them how they fly....now i feel sorry for them as I used to kill them sometime...Used to Go to the temple and watch the glowing fishes in the sarovar..My internal wanted to sit on them and swim with them..hehehe...I remember those prestigeous moments trying to touch the fish so that I can catch that fish...I wanted to fly like plane..wanted at the top the rainbow...so that I can slide down from Heavens to earth...Watching the world from top of the rainbow..watchin Mom and Dad working in the home..sayin Hello to them...Oh my dear God Bless them all with love of Happiness....Hope they get all the colors of life like rainbow has...I remember watching Dad flying kites....wanted to flew with them...wanted to touch the sky with my small hands...wanted to cut the other kites around me..Used to fly kites in balcony at my room...My Dad used to say you are my big Boy not Girl....I used to feel proud on that statement...used to open up all the gadgets to see what is in them...and see how they work..but after I used to open them..Nothing used to work...hehehe...Those lovely moments Oh God....How can I explain them...How can I explain them...Oh My love of  Love...Please take me back to my childhood...where I used to run behind the ball,butterflies,Grasshoppers,rainbows...rain drops...shadow of mine..hehe..Oh my Oh my...I can never forget it...loved every moment...I am here now..watching the same world with my own eyes...standing at the roof  where  I wanted to be once..I am at that place...I have got everything I wanted...Thanks to everyone around me..Thanks again..I feel little drops in my eyes when I think these precious moments... O Love of God ... I want to be with them forever...But I know I know it is not possible...But God has given me the power of remembrance through which I can remember all the things and I have the power of getting into the things I wanted to be in.......Last lines of my childhood " &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;I cannot forget sitting with my beloved Grannie sitting on Green bench and learning tables of love from her....used to sit hours and hours....How can I forget these precious moments...I hope they remain alive with me till I live...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;" Bless you my dear Grannie for giving me these memories....I am still alive, gathering some memories for the future.....I hope I get the love out of it.....Oh God Bless everyone......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5361013965315606272-3488062844331365087?l=harmanpreets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harmanpreets.blogspot.com/feeds/3488062844331365087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5361013965315606272&amp;postID=3488062844331365087' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5361013965315606272/posts/default/3488062844331365087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5361013965315606272/posts/default/3488062844331365087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harmanpreets.blogspot.com/2008/09/childhood-memoriesdedicated-to-someone.html' title='Childhood Memories.....Dedicated to someone Deep..'/><author><name>Harman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02871090691666581571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZIX0dlWPHSc/SNahibq0VOI/AAAAAAAABjU/78CQbqt1nX4/S220/smiley-face-wallpaper-006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZIX0dlWPHSc/SNqeQm6rR4I/AAAAAAAABkk/eNy85LKeZdA/s72-c/girlsinwatercolorw.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5361013965315606272.post-3369722662445611635</id><published>2008-09-22T12:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T14:48:40.346-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Girl'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nature'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Little Girl'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>A Cute Little Girl...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZIX0dlWPHSc/SNgLujV1PFI/AAAAAAAABkQ/LG0kuBE9aB4/s1600-h/angel5.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZIX0dlWPHSc/SNgLujV1PFI/AAAAAAAABkQ/LG0kuBE9aB4/s400/angel5.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248958260089011282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt; don't know what "Cute Girl means"..I used to think about her in my dreams.. She really came alive in my feelings few years back..She was wearing white clothes looking like an angel..Came from the heavens above..Her eyes had a flashy look which remembers me of the light reflecting in virgin water lake in great Mountains..She claps as if the trees are clapping there leaves as she is welcoming someone from deep down heart. I don't know who she is..She lives in deep down in my heart..When she comes out from my heart. She looks like a rainbow colors dancing down from the heavens to earth..I don't know where she lives..whether she lives in my heart or some where in heavens...Once  I asked her the same question."Where do you live?" She replied"I come from the deep down skies of heart you have dear one..I live within you..You have to find yourself to find me.."Do you think you can find me?"She asked me.I replied"I don't know dear"  Whether I will be able to find you out or not. She said" I am with you  always, living nearby you, around you, In you, In your eyes,In your heart beat, I live in every nerve of your body..I thought that When I first started thinking of you it looked impossible to me that whether  I would be able to find you or not..I think I have found you now..Because you are with me now..She replied"I don't think so, I am with you dear Heart...I am just an imagination for you...You still have to find me...I am near you dear one"..My dear Girl..Will I be able to find you dear one....I think I have found  you dear one..You are right you are everywhere..You are in me...You are my eyes through which I look...You are my senses..You are my lips through which I speak..You are my in mind through which I think..You are my breath dear one  through which I am alive in front of you..You are my heart and everything..I have found you dear one..You are Nature..You are Mother Nature..You are Mother Nature..You live in me like a Cute Girl...That I was wondering who you are...Why your actions remember me of Nature...You are everywhere....I have found you....I pray to you to live in everyone's Heart..Please live..Everyone is forgetting the Humanity..What Humanity is all about..Please teach them..Please enlighten them with your love..which will guide them through there path of life..Make them feel like water which flows and makes it's own way...Oh! Cute Little Nature what should I call you..A Mother..A brother..A Friend..or something else I don't know what  I should call you.. I just know that I have internal relationship with you...I don't know what that relationship is...But soon I will come to know about it..I just wanna say thank to you dear one...I don't even have that much power to say thanks to you ... As you yourself full of powers..Which drives this world..That I cannot guess...Hope you live with everyone and give your love to everyone...You have enlightened me a lot &amp;amp; you are still bringing light into me..I am still learning..Please do it for others also...Help My dear Girl..Help! Help! Humanity...Oh Cute Girl..I can imagine How lovely you are....You are meant for peace...Give peace..You are everything for me and Please be the same for others also....LOVE them Guide them dear..Love them dear one...Love them...That is what my internal love says to you....I know you will be there to help them...I know you will be....&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;OH MOTHER NATURE BLESS EVERYONE....&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/5361013965315606272-3369722662445611635?l=harmanpreets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harmanpreets.blogspot.com/feeds/3369722662445611635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5361013965315606272&amp;postID=3369722662445611635' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5361013965315606272/posts/default/3369722662445611635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5361013965315606272/posts/default/3369722662445611635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harmanpreets.blogspot.com/2008/09/cute-little-girl.html' title='A Cute Little Girl...'/><author><name>Harman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02871090691666581571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZIX0dlWPHSc/SNahibq0VOI/AAAAAAAABjU/78CQbqt1nX4/S220/smiley-face-wallpaper-006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZIX0dlWPHSc/SNgLujV1PFI/AAAAAAAABkQ/LG0kuBE9aB4/s72-c/angel5.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5361013965315606272.post-4068442157351626488</id><published>2008-09-21T12:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T14:49:13.395-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friendship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cats'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friend'/><title type='text'>For my friend...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZIX0dlWPHSc/SNaiuHZVZiI/AAAAAAAABjw/STUMn7le0sY/s1600-h/friends.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZIX0dlWPHSc/SNaiuHZVZiI/AAAAAAAABjw/STUMn7le0sY/s400/friends.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248561328889882146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are friendly, kind and caring&lt;br /&gt;Sensitive, loyal and understanding&lt;br /&gt;Humorous, fun, secure and true&lt;br /&gt;Always there... yes that's you.&lt;br /&gt;Special, accepting, exciting and wise&lt;br /&gt;Truthful and helpful, with honest blue eyes&lt;br /&gt;Confiding, forgiving, cheerful and bright&lt;br /&gt;Yes that's you... not one bit of spite.&lt;br /&gt;You're one of a kind, different from others&lt;br /&gt;Generous, charming, but not one that smothers&lt;br /&gt;Optimistic, thoughtful, happy and game&lt;br /&gt;But not just another... in the long chain.&lt;br /&gt;Appreciative, warm and precious like gold&lt;br /&gt;Our friendship won't tarnish or ever grow old&lt;br /&gt;You'll always be there, I know that is true&lt;br /&gt;I'll always be here... always for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5361013965315606272-4068442157351626488?l=harmanpreets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harmanpreets.blogspot.com/feeds/4068442157351626488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5361013965315606272&amp;postID=4068442157351626488' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5361013965315606272/posts/default/4068442157351626488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5361013965315606272/posts/default/4068442157351626488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harmanpreets.blogspot.com/2008/09/you-are-friendly-kind-and-caring.html' title='For my friend...'/><author><name>Harman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02871090691666581571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZIX0dlWPHSc/SNahibq0VOI/AAAAAAAABjU/78CQbqt1nX4/S220/smiley-face-wallpaper-006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZIX0dlWPHSc/SNaiuHZVZiI/AAAAAAAABjw/STUMn7le0sY/s72-c/friends.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5361013965315606272.post-3734995458618299962</id><published>2008-09-21T12:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T05:46:03.745-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Woman'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feelings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='White'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='essays'/><title type='text'>A White Woman</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZIX0dlWPHSc/SNgSYsCPIJI/AAAAAAAABkY/GaORhk5AqsQ/s1600-h/93bd.jpe"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248965581047013522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZIX0dlWPHSc/SNgSYsCPIJI/AAAAAAAABkY/GaORhk5AqsQ/s400/93bd.jpe" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia,Helvetica;font-size:130%;"&gt;I had a thought about a women sitting in bus, I was thinking about her, she was wearing white clothes, looked like without everything, without world, without make up. Such a gentle face with few lines of time that has passed on her was on her face. Had deep black eyes looking all around, looked like had some fear in her eyes, may be the time that had passed had left some scars in her life, she looked as if she has lost her beloved, as she was white, and looking all around with fear who is going to protect her now with tear in her eye, she thinks of her old days, how I am going to live in this world dear one, without u I am nothing, you were my inspiration..When u were there I had air in my body but now it seems I &lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;am just living with no life in it, I am now dry leaf who is getting dry day by day without sun ray, sun is you, who used to give life 2 me, my eyes are always at door's step that u will come some day and take me with u, without u I am just like hollow wood, I remember old days when u used to kiss me, used to feel like heavens, who is going to kiss me now, you used to bring ear rings, but who is going to put them in my ears now. For whom I should&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;dance, for whom I should &lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;wear clothes, for whom I should do makeup, for whom I should &lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;breath now, even it's getting &lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;harder for me to breath now, every single breath was for u and it will always be for u dear one, you used to play with my hair how&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I can forget that, the ears I have they also gone some vacant, through them I used to hear Your voice, what about my eyes dear one, you don't think of them now, through these eyes u lived in my heart, the tears of happiness that used to come after seeing u my darling, in those eyes there is no tear now, because they have dried because of fear, as u went away from me my dear, I don' know how I am going to live my life dear, because &lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;u were my all life dear, my body is just like an old ruin&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;now, where nobody lives having just a old wind blowing thru the ruin and old time that still lives in that ruin that holds your face, I will not forget u, Your love, Your care, your happiness, Your pain 4 me, Your smile, Your inspiration, Your motivation, I still don't know how I am going to live my life, but I will still live with image that u have given me in my heart, I just love u love u love u and just love u that is what my body particle say, they will say forever....Forever my dear, I still love u my darling ...Hope we meet somewhere in next world... I still say I just.........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5361013965315606272-3734995458618299962?l=harmanpreets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harmanpreets.blogspot.com/feeds/3734995458618299962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5361013965315606272&amp;postID=3734995458618299962' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5361013965315606272/posts/default/3734995458618299962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5361013965315606272/posts/default/3734995458618299962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harmanpreets.blogspot.com/2008/09/white-women.html' title='A White Woman'/><author><name>Harman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02871090691666581571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZIX0dlWPHSc/SNahibq0VOI/AAAAAAAABjU/78CQbqt1nX4/S220/smiley-face-wallpaper-006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZIX0dlWPHSc/SNgSYsCPIJI/AAAAAAAABkY/GaORhk5AqsQ/s72-c/93bd.jpe' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
