<?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-6625299455687330115</id><updated>2012-05-22T23:30:18.173-07:00</updated><title type='text'>APEKSHA:Hope &amp; live life..!</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apekshahopelivelife.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625299455687330115/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apekshahopelivelife.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625299455687330115/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><author><name>Apeksha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03779441801868230611</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/_1VHvZBt3UFc/S6pXepfk4KI/AAAAAAAAAA4/Z2orf24tVWc/S220/image%5B4%5D.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>39</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6625299455687330115.post-7028498001573055871</id><published>2012-04-23T10:03:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2012-04-23T10:17:14.323-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SATH..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AqC-1gkAgyw/T5WLnoLvldI/AAAAAAAAAKY/kvGj1T6aoSw/s1600/tumblr_l0e9qiaDKA1qb13xjo1_500.png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5734643213444027858" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AqC-1gkAgyw/T5WLnoLvldI/AAAAAAAAAKY/kvGj1T6aoSw/s400/tumblr_l0e9qiaDKA1qb13xjo1_500.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kabhi tu sath hai mere, jaise saaya ho mera...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kabhi tu paas hai mere, jaise ehsaas ho mera.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Har pal jindagi se ladti hu,akele ro bhi leti hu...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;par tu sath hai mere to jindagi ki wajah hai jaise.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aajkal waqt har pal imtehaan leta hai,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;dil to bas tere saath ko tarasta hai..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dil kehta hai seh lunga sab,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;tere hath thamne se ye dil sambhalta hai...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tu dur hai toh, ye dil tere liye machalta hai,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;intezaar main tere har pal pighalta hai...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tu sath hi nahi, sahara bhi hai,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;in aansuoo ka ab tu hi kinara hai..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jab thak kar beth gayi thi main,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;tere hatho ne fir uthaya hai mujhe..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mere tute hue honsle ko, fir se jagaya hai tune..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bechain raato ko, chain se sulaya hai tune,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;rote hue mujhe , hansaya hai tune..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tere is saath ne, jeena sikhaya hai mujhe...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Every now &amp;amp; then in life you need a friend, a guide, a helper, a supporter to love you, care for you, support you and most important STAND 4 U....STAND BY U.....:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm blessed to have some important person to be with me so thanks to all them , and to GOD 4 giving them...If you also have them, value them and thank them!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6625299455687330115-7028498001573055871?l=apekshahopelivelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apekshahopelivelife.blogspot.com/feeds/7028498001573055871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://apekshahopelivelife.blogspot.com/2012/04/sath.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625299455687330115/posts/default/7028498001573055871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625299455687330115/posts/default/7028498001573055871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apekshahopelivelife.blogspot.com/2012/04/sath.html' title='SATH..'/><author><name>Apeksha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03779441801868230611</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/_1VHvZBt3UFc/S6pXepfk4KI/AAAAAAAAAA4/Z2orf24tVWc/S220/image%5B4%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AqC-1gkAgyw/T5WLnoLvldI/AAAAAAAAAKY/kvGj1T6aoSw/s72-c/tumblr_l0e9qiaDKA1qb13xjo1_500.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6625299455687330115.post-6640444854117808805</id><published>2012-03-19T07:27:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2012-03-19T07:42:11.692-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh GOD thank u:)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NqCLwyVWpwk/T2dDr-_bigI/AAAAAAAAAKM/fzAsQ4dVYnY/s1600/thnk%2Bu%2B%2Bso%2Bmuch.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 305px; height: 318px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NqCLwyVWpwk/T2dDr-_bigI/AAAAAAAAAKM/fzAsQ4dVYnY/s400/thnk%2Bu%2B%2Bso%2Bmuch.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5721616274519984642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ummmm its been so long i have'nt written any thing ...or I can say not feeling to write anything..:( But now there are so many things I found when I recalled a reason to smile...:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First and the last my GOD...so the year's first post is to thank HIM..!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the showers of blessings...&lt;br /&gt;for the time flowers are raining.&lt;br /&gt;For the pain,&lt;br /&gt;Im crying and moving..&lt;br /&gt;For this beautiful life,&lt;br /&gt;I'am living &amp;amp; laughing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You made a world and gave a chance to live this life...:)&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much but to feel who am I...:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You put me in a problem, and gave the strength to fight..&lt;br /&gt;Its only you who showed me the way, when it was dark..&lt;br /&gt;You gave me a reason to smile, when I was crying all alone..&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes happiness was occasional, but it was you who made me feel special..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh GOD with your grace I feel so blessed...:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6625299455687330115-6640444854117808805?l=apekshahopelivelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apekshahopelivelife.blogspot.com/feeds/6640444854117808805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://apekshahopelivelife.blogspot.com/2012/03/oh-god-thank-u.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625299455687330115/posts/default/6640444854117808805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625299455687330115/posts/default/6640444854117808805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apekshahopelivelife.blogspot.com/2012/03/oh-god-thank-u.html' title='Oh GOD thank u:)'/><author><name>Apeksha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03779441801868230611</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/_1VHvZBt3UFc/S6pXepfk4KI/AAAAAAAAAA4/Z2orf24tVWc/S220/image%5B4%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NqCLwyVWpwk/T2dDr-_bigI/AAAAAAAAAKM/fzAsQ4dVYnY/s72-c/thnk%2Bu%2B%2Bso%2Bmuch.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6625299455687330115.post-7814556623538371447</id><published>2011-12-20T09:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-20T10:06:46.994-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Na jane kaha...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ee3LjphAk40/TvDJ39iyiHI/AAAAAAAAAKA/1PdrXxO6dp0/s1600/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 225px; height: 225px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ee3LjphAk40/TvDJ39iyiHI/AAAAAAAAAKA/1PdrXxO6dp0/s400/images.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688268292619405426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It just baffles me..these days the paths are so many but destiny no where....I keep on getting confused, getting frustrated, but solution no where.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like ... I wish I can see what is good, what is right or where is my destination...well but its just my imagination!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know, it happens with every one at this stage, when you end up with one phase of your life i.e your studies and have to start another phase i.e your career.......many options are available with many negative &amp;amp; positive sides.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In every thing you have some problems, some limitations, a lot of rejections, a lot of proposals and it goes on..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apart from this you feel gloomy, as things are changing in your life.. You are not acquainted with the so called "practical world"..&lt;br /&gt;Your friends got busy in their own world, you are supposed to be more responsible....n lots more...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This way life is taking tests...dont know where to rest...but know this much that have faith on GOD give your  fullest...then surely HE will give you the best:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Waqt aage badh raha hai,&lt;br /&gt;ya zindagi jeena sikha rahi hai..&lt;br /&gt;Paheli ban kar chup-chap muskura rahi hai,&lt;br /&gt;ya  jeene ka ek aur naya andaaz sikha rahi hai..&lt;br /&gt;Khamosh thi ab tak, humari ki gai mango pe..&lt;br /&gt;ab na jane hume hi aajmaa rahi hai..."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6625299455687330115-7814556623538371447?l=apekshahopelivelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apekshahopelivelife.blogspot.com/feeds/7814556623538371447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://apekshahopelivelife.blogspot.com/2011/12/na-jane-kaha.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625299455687330115/posts/default/7814556623538371447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625299455687330115/posts/default/7814556623538371447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apekshahopelivelife.blogspot.com/2011/12/na-jane-kaha.html' title='Na jane kaha...'/><author><name>Apeksha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03779441801868230611</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/_1VHvZBt3UFc/S6pXepfk4KI/AAAAAAAAAA4/Z2orf24tVWc/S220/image%5B4%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ee3LjphAk40/TvDJ39iyiHI/AAAAAAAAAKA/1PdrXxO6dp0/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6625299455687330115.post-4702298211202312445</id><published>2011-11-05T23:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-05T23:37:33.374-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First Earning:)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FmDE3uXYxj0/TrYl8vc8iNI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/db9UHXMIsKY/s1600/happy-money.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 190px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 190px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671762506179971282" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FmDE3uXYxj0/TrYl8vc8iNI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/db9UHXMIsKY/s400/happy-money.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Once I wrote about "Wo pehli baar" in which I included the most pure and special feeling &amp;amp; attachment of first things.&lt;br /&gt;Similarly first earning, which is the dream of every person when he starts his/ her career. That satisfaction cannot be measured or bought by anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter how much it is....&lt;br /&gt;But how priceless it is....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The happiness you see in your parents eyes when you give your first salary in their hand. For the whole life they worked and made you this much capable by spending on you their hard earned money. And then finally its your time to give this relief, this happiness and this proud to them.&lt;br /&gt;Few days back, I got my first salary, really its a very emotional moment and you feel like gifting all your close ones specially those people who supported, encouraged and motivated you..&amp;amp; who are behind your capability &amp;amp; success.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I gifted my mum &amp;amp; close ones with my first salary, the happiness they got was unmeasurable. Mum aaj bhi jab kehti hai "ye dress meri beti ne apni first salary se dilaya tha" to unke chehre pe alag hi khushi hoti hai..&lt;br /&gt;These days many of my friends started their career and when they got the first salary the glow and happiness on their face is something we all wait for...:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6625299455687330115-4702298211202312445?l=apekshahopelivelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apekshahopelivelife.blogspot.com/feeds/4702298211202312445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://apekshahopelivelife.blogspot.com/2011/11/once-i-wrote-about-wo-pehli-baar-in.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625299455687330115/posts/default/4702298211202312445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625299455687330115/posts/default/4702298211202312445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apekshahopelivelife.blogspot.com/2011/11/once-i-wrote-about-wo-pehli-baar-in.html' title='First Earning:)'/><author><name>Apeksha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03779441801868230611</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/_1VHvZBt3UFc/S6pXepfk4KI/AAAAAAAAAA4/Z2orf24tVWc/S220/image%5B4%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FmDE3uXYxj0/TrYl8vc8iNI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/db9UHXMIsKY/s72-c/happy-money.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6625299455687330115.post-1796127693938190942</id><published>2011-10-05T11:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-05T11:41:34.168-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kuch pa liya, kuch kho liya..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jMxb9-dofYs/ToyjfkRofBI/AAAAAAAAAJg/C9g5-vl_Tf0/s1600/at%2Bsea.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jMxb9-dofYs/ToyjfkRofBI/AAAAAAAAAJg/C9g5-vl_Tf0/s400/at%2Bsea.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660078594406775826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZJDCKBMGiP4/ToygqqzP9SI/AAAAAAAAAJY/oSBIE2AaYEA/s1600/1-4386410-1793-t.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 128px; height: 171px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZJDCKBMGiP4/ToygqqzP9SI/AAAAAAAAAJY/oSBIE2AaYEA/s400/1-4386410-1793-t.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660075486602065186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jindagi ne aisi saajish rachi hai, maano fir se jeene ki khwahish jagi hai..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Har ek lamha yaad aa raha hai, aur ye waqt jaise ruk sa gaya hai.&lt;br /&gt;Aati hui bahaaro me ab wo khushboo nahi hai,&lt;br /&gt;kyuki ab in fizaao me teri hansi nahi hai..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saath beeta har lamha mano sapna ban gaya,&lt;br /&gt;aur har khwahish me  tujhe apna kar gaya.&lt;br /&gt;Ab to baato me tu, duaao me tu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is zindagi ne fir tanha kar diya, ya khud ko khud se juda kar diya..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Har roj teri chaahat me jiya karte hai,&lt;br /&gt;ab un lamho ko ye aansu bhi yaad kiya karte hai.&lt;br /&gt;Tab waqt beet jata tha sath tumhare,&lt;br /&gt;mano sadiyaa ho lamho ki tarah.&lt;br /&gt;Ab waqt kat ta nahi,&lt;br /&gt;mano lamha ho sadiyoo ki tarah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zindagi fir ruswa kar gai, mano humse khafa ho gai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pehle jo geet sath gungunate the,&lt;br /&gt;ab akele me yaad kia karte hai...&lt;br /&gt;Sur to wahi hai, par mithaas kum ho gai...&lt;br /&gt;Din to wahi hai, par raate lambi ho gai...&lt;br /&gt;Ruthe tumhi se hum,,,&lt;br /&gt;tum se hi bola kiye...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jis pal se darr laga karta tha, soch kar hi dil ruk sa jata tha...wo pal bhi aa gaya.&lt;br /&gt;Jo sapna jeeya tha us se jaga gaya..&lt;br /&gt;Tanha to kar gaya, par yaado ka sahara de gaya....!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6625299455687330115-1796127693938190942?l=apekshahopelivelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1VHvZBt3UFc/S6pXepfk4KI/AAAAAAAAAA4/Z2orf24tVWc/S220/image%5B4%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jMxb9-dofYs/ToyjfkRofBI/AAAAAAAAAJg/C9g5-vl_Tf0/s72-c/at%2Bsea.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6625299455687330115.post-911129849559252478</id><published>2011-08-27T05:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-28T03:43:11.267-07:00</updated><title type='text'>In dino...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jrW2TTcTdUw/Tljflz_RAeI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/Le-ywqUYito/s1600/KVZ7HCCAVYAT2PCA9ZHAAUCAVYWU8LCA7GUU7RCAQ07S43CA81329DCATLULC8CAI9YHTLCABPVE8UCA1C0208CAC3W6A5CABSQLCSCA1JCPMHCASANUBPCAST3YNUCATW61MQCAJ0VPS0CAYSB4DX.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 225px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645507973612634594" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jrW2TTcTdUw/Tljflz_RAeI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/Le-ywqUYito/s400/KVZ7HCCAVYAT2PCA9ZHAAUCAVYWU8LCA7GUU7RCAQ07S43CA81329DCATLULC8CAI9YHTLCABPVE8UCA1C0208CAC3W6A5CABSQLCSCA1JCPMHCASANUBPCAST3YNUCATW61MQCAJ0VPS0CAYSB4DX.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In dino jindagi tej raftar me hai...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Khud se mile na jane kitna waqt beet gaya hai..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aalam ye hai, k anjaana sa lagta hai ab har wo lamha, jo khud k sath bitaya tha..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Is bhaagti-daudati jindagi me ab waqt kaha milta hai..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Abhi to jindagi ki raftaar shuru hui hai, par mano abi se waqt ki kami lagti hai..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pehle college selections ki bhaag daud, fir exams ki, ab job ki, fir job-work ki....it goes on and on....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In dino sab kuch mano, ek pal me simat gaya hai..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sab dost apni life me busy hai, aur jo nahi hai wo b kaam me lag jaenge,,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;fir ek duje ko kehna k yaar tere paas time hi kahaan hai.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Im missing to be vella..as i used to be..wo khelna, wo ghumna, wo phone pe gossiping, time pass msgs, wo global msgs....HOT NEWS HOT NEWS...wo har roj plan banana......nd lot more...:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well this is what life is, aaj kal jindagi mechanical ho gai hai....ab to bas in panchiyyo ki tarah udd jane ko jee chahta hai...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Chahat k do pal bhi...mil pae to,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;duniyaa me ye bhi kum hai kyaaaa"....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its true in dino chahat k ye do pal hi to sukun de jate hai,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;khud ko khud se ru-baru kara jate hai....mano din bhar ki thakaan dur ho jati hai..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wo pyaar se ye puchna "how was the day sweetheart" ,&lt;br /&gt;wo yaaro ka ek call us me b chedna, taane dena..msg ka reply karne ka b tym nahi...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;wo mum ka kehna so ja thak gai hogi,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;wo papa ka puchnaa kaam kaisa chal raha hai...u r satisfied na...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sach ye kuch cheeje hi in dino himmat diye jaate hai...aage badhaae jate hai...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In dino...in dino..jindagi bhaag rahi hai...hope chahat k ye do pal milte rahe:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6625299455687330115-911129849559252478?l=apekshahopelivelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apekshahopelivelife.blogspot.com/feeds/911129849559252478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://apekshahopelivelife.blogspot.com/2011/08/in-dino.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625299455687330115/posts/default/911129849559252478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6625299455687330115.post-1660743249733376309</id><published>2011-07-01T05:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-01T08:03:30.274-07:00</updated><title type='text'>KOSHISH...to make  a difference!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-npGFaLEuXwI/Tg3Bvi-qdjI/AAAAAAAAAJI/DELvu4n1_N0/s1600/effort_whosaidcant_lg.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 337px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624364532243265074" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-npGFaLEuXwI/Tg3Bvi-qdjI/AAAAAAAAAJI/DELvu4n1_N0/s400/effort_whosaidcant_lg.jpeg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QyOOPG8FG0U/Tg3BidGY7rI/AAAAAAAAAJA/bsoAeUB1kHE/s1600/k.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 369px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624364307326758578" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QyOOPG8FG0U/Tg3BidGY7rI/AAAAAAAAAJA/bsoAeUB1kHE/s400/k.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;An effort can make a big difference in your life..It can change your life...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its well said, "Bhagwan baar-baar mauke nahi dete", so when we get an opportunity, we have to and we should make atleast an effort to utilize it...who knows that little effort can give something very big...for which we waited so long. And trust me if not anything it will surely give you the SATISFACTION and will not let you do regret for not putting an effort from your side...!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jindagi me maine ise jarur apnaaya aur kai cheeje paai, agar nai paai to seekhi aur sabse badi baat ek koshish na karte to afsos reh jata....k kaash ...ye kaash humesha chubhta hai..!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I wish ek koshish main apni jindagi k liye b kar paau.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In life manytimes just because of our laziness, carelessness and negligence to make an effort &amp;amp; make us missing big things, opportunities &amp;amp; happiness.....!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ek koshish se kai raja raajya jeet jate,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ek koshish se naye raaste mil jate..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ek koshish se jindagi badal jaati hai,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ek koshish se rishte sawar jaate hai..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ek koshish hi to hai jo insaan ko insaan se milati hai,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ek koshish hi to hai jo gile-shikwe mitake,apna banati hai..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ye ek koshish hume aage badhna sikhati hai,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ye ek koshish hume jindagi me uljhane suljhana sikhati hai..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Agar marna bhi hai to jeene ki ek koshish kar jana,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;taki upar teri rooh ye naa kahe k kaash wo ek aakhri koshish kar aata.......!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well..so in life effoerts should be made to save everything, to make everything and to survive happily..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;If not gaining anything atleast you are not loosing SELF-SATISFACTION....!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6625299455687330115-1660743249733376309?l=apekshahopelivelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apekshahopelivelife.blogspot.com/feeds/1660743249733376309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://apekshahopelivelife.blogspot.com/2011/07/koshishto-make-difference.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625299455687330115/posts/default/1660743249733376309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625299455687330115/posts/default/1660743249733376309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apekshahopelivelife.blogspot.com/2011/07/koshishto-make-difference.html' title='KOSHISH...to make  a difference!'/><author><name>Apeksha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03779441801868230611</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/_1VHvZBt3UFc/S6pXepfk4KI/AAAAAAAAAA4/Z2orf24tVWc/S220/image%5B4%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-npGFaLEuXwI/Tg3Bvi-qdjI/AAAAAAAAAJI/DELvu4n1_N0/s72-c/effort_whosaidcant_lg.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6625299455687330115.post-1405646882454224824</id><published>2011-06-09T02:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-11T09:58:13.621-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bothering me....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qHCPpW8tyIo/TfCRywJllvI/AAAAAAAAAIo/1PmHqDu3cyo/s1600/So_This_is_Life_by_XxROMANTICxDRAGONxX.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 391px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616149036435609330" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qHCPpW8tyIo/TfCRywJllvI/AAAAAAAAAIo/1PmHqDu3cyo/s400/So_This_is_Life_by_XxROMANTICxDRAGONxX.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Do u know how it feels like, to b the last one to know the lock of door has changed"...???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everone in his life somehow, somewhere feel so.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why sometimes u feel so lonely even after having so many around you, even after having the one you want to be with, talk with....you feel like asking so many questions to urself or probably they raise automatically...n then getting annoyed as u dont have any answer nor a valid reason for what is going on........!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sometimes u blame urself, sometines the persons around you, sometimes circumstances and sometimes the ALMIGHTY...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But here i want myself to stop from blaming GOD as HE is only gave what HE is trying to take...might be i dont deserve that,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;might b my efforts are not upto the mark..!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cant bear this feeling of pain, loneliness, anxiety, dont know why, dont know what but something is bothering me..feeling dull, a fear of loosing something, a bit frustrated..trying to cope up by writing all....Well i know the more u think, the more u get disturbed but trust me if its under control no one would have thought it...!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;At the end of d day its a phase of life..n will turn on..n have to move on...!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6625299455687330115-1405646882454224824?l=apekshahopelivelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apekshahopelivelife.blogspot.com/feeds/1405646882454224824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://apekshahopelivelife.blogspot.com/2011/06/bothering-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625299455687330115/posts/default/1405646882454224824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625299455687330115/posts/default/1405646882454224824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apekshahopelivelife.blogspot.com/2011/06/bothering-me.html' title='Bothering me....'/><author><name>Apeksha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03779441801868230611</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/_1VHvZBt3UFc/S6pXepfk4KI/AAAAAAAAAA4/Z2orf24tVWc/S220/image%5B4%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qHCPpW8tyIo/TfCRywJllvI/AAAAAAAAAIo/1PmHqDu3cyo/s72-c/So_This_is_Life_by_XxROMANTICxDRAGONxX.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6625299455687330115.post-9194349881573815665</id><published>2011-05-17T08:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-18T09:20:22.138-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kuch pal andhiyaare me..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-f7nEctgxO_I/TdKaCGi7UrI/AAAAAAAAAIc/tuz30yVd5lM/s1600/silhouette-of-sitting-man-looking-at-the-sunset-and-the-moon-photographic-print-c12250954.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 299px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607713846937211570" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-f7nEctgxO_I/TdKaCGi7UrI/AAAAAAAAAIc/tuz30yVd5lM/s400/silhouette-of-sitting-man-looking-at-the-sunset-and-the-moon-photographic-print-c12250954.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aaj kal mausam bahut kharab rehta hai, roj shaam ko aandhi aa jati hai aur fir as usual rajasthan ki lights jawab de deti hai...par kabhi ye kuch aise pal de jati hai jo chahte toh hum sab hai par apni is mechanical busy life se nikal nahi paate, aur wahi kuch pak hum apne liye is andhiyaare me nikal pate hai.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lights toh kai baar jati hai par tab bhi hum khud ko phone ya laptop me busy kar leti hai...par kal shaam jab lights gai kaam karte karte mere laptop &amp;amp; phone dono ki battery discharge ho gai aur finally kuch pal akele bitane pade...maano ye pal jinhe kabse bitana chahti thi, saalo se na jeeye ho, wo pal jab aap kuch bhi na kar sako sirf khud se baate ka paao....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ye pal jab khud se baat kar sakte ho, khud ke khayaalo ko jee sakte ho, apni uljhano ko samajh paate ho, gharwalo ke sath gappe maar sakte ho, apni pyari yaado ko yaad kar muskuraa sakte ho, bahar chauk me beth yaa terrace pe beth aasmaan me taare dekh sakte ho....sach hum apni bhagti daudti jindagi me khud ke liye do pal nahi nikal paate,khud se mile jamaane ho jate hai....tab ye ehsaas hua k aaj humare paas waqt hi kaha, ye kuch pal andhiyaare me khud ke liye kuch waqt de gae........!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6625299455687330115-9194349881573815665?l=apekshahopelivelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apekshahopelivelife.blogspot.com/feeds/9194349881573815665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://apekshahopelivelife.blogspot.com/2011/05/kuch-pal-andhiyaare-me.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625299455687330115/posts/default/9194349881573815665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625299455687330115/posts/default/9194349881573815665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apekshahopelivelife.blogspot.com/2011/05/kuch-pal-andhiyaare-me.html' title='Kuch pal andhiyaare me..'/><author><name>Apeksha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03779441801868230611</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/_1VHvZBt3UFc/S6pXepfk4KI/AAAAAAAAAA4/Z2orf24tVWc/S220/image%5B4%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-f7nEctgxO_I/TdKaCGi7UrI/AAAAAAAAAIc/tuz30yVd5lM/s72-c/silhouette-of-sitting-man-looking-at-the-sunset-and-the-moon-photographic-print-c12250954.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6625299455687330115.post-2090767318532379175</id><published>2011-04-14T09:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-14T10:51:01.499-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Much more than LOVE...!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 208px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 335px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595484834476405954" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GiIWC8oiPOo/Tacnz5ENNMI/AAAAAAAAAIE/UCGYSYWVdM0/s400/hug.jpg" /&gt;Few days back i read an article in times it was about the positiveness of love and how we ourself convert love into grief. Why don't we live in love, laugh in love rather making a love complication, a demand, a mistake, a regret, an expectation, a frustration etc....... &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mamnLdfLi7w/TacxkIzDoLI/AAAAAAAAAIM/_X2uYvkGmTk/s1600/imagesCAO7V9T8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 248px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 178px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595495558937813170" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mamnLdfLi7w/TacxkIzDoLI/AAAAAAAAAIM/_X2uYvkGmTk/s400/imagesCAO7V9T8.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When we start expecting a lot from any relationship, start being more possessive, it begins to suffocate the relationship. Once you know you cannot have everything, you should give up that quest and settle down to enjoy what you do have.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why love leads to self-destruction, why cannot we know how pure and beautiful it is. Why it cant be nurturing- as manure to plants, oxygen to lungs, rain in parched desert land, like the warmth of a blazing flame on frozen feet, tingling them back to life??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why to destroy all these ephemeral pleasures in the hope of an elusive, unreal, everlasting love?? ..The mistake we make is that we tend to try and fulfil ourselves and the innate loneliness in our innermost recesses through this one love realtionship- a sheer impossibility...! We use it as a window through which we expect to fulfil all our dreams &amp;amp; expectations..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The point is that if we place the burden of all our expectaions on that one relationship, we bound to smother it. So instead of suffocating ourselves, its far better to celebrate what we do get.!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;No matter two completely different people whose views on most worldly matter don't match...the point is where they do match, is the MAGIC enough to carry you through the rest of the non-sparkly times? If the relationship or interaction hepls to energise you to deal with the rest of life, why not to focus, respect, and thanks to just that part and let the rest remain undisturbed...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just live your love in this way and you will never look for fulfillment, you yourself will feel its much more than love.... "Aur bhi gam hai zamaane mein mohabbat ke siwa, raahatein aur bhi hai............."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So just thank your loved one for loving, supporting and simply being with you in the best of their way...:-) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6625299455687330115-2090767318532379175?l=apekshahopelivelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apekshahopelivelife.blogspot.com/feeds/2090767318532379175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://apekshahopelivelife.blogspot.com/2011/04/much-more-than-love.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625299455687330115/posts/default/2090767318532379175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625299455687330115/posts/default/2090767318532379175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apekshahopelivelife.blogspot.com/2011/04/much-more-than-love.html' title='Much more than LOVE...!'/><author><name>Apeksha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03779441801868230611</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/_1VHvZBt3UFc/S6pXepfk4KI/AAAAAAAAAA4/Z2orf24tVWc/S220/image%5B4%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GiIWC8oiPOo/Tacnz5ENNMI/AAAAAAAAAIE/UCGYSYWVdM0/s72-c/hug.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6625299455687330115.post-8624346558538531842</id><published>2011-04-04T10:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-04T12:00:12.102-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WORLDCUP FEVER:-)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Q5WfvyILJqI/TZoPYDLMhhI/AAAAAAAAAH0/BRoBIFmL3L4/s1600/ICC-2011-Cricket-World-Cup-India-Won.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 369px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 262px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591798793177433618" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Q5WfvyILJqI/TZoPYDLMhhI/AAAAAAAAAH0/BRoBIFmL3L4/s400/ICC-2011-Cricket-World-Cup-India-Won.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-npjeB0GfoAE/TZoLCItXj7I/AAAAAAAAAHs/zDhbHNFTlxw/s1600/sachin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 260px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 203px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591794018659307442" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-npjeB0GfoAE/TZoLCItXj7I/AAAAAAAAAHs/zDhbHNFTlxw/s400/sachin.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;2nd April...the most awaited day for the WORLD and specially big crazy Indian cricket fans.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;CRICKET WORLDCUP was not less than a festival , infact much more than it festival is religion based, society based, having caste disparities but worldcup craziness was nation wide...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;" 121 crore hearts praying one dream to come true" ..each having the same wish:-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;..and specially to win this world cup for the proud of nation, the gem MASTER BLASTER...SACHIN TENDULKAR.....:-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;For a person like me, jise match ka A B C D bhi nahi aata, watching cricket is never an excitement but this time mations and my frnds crazinesss &amp;amp; excitement..specially the one who who is mad or i can say made for cricket motivated me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;As i saw semifinal slowly i found it vryy intresting..as it was a war between India - Pak ....and INDIA won...wow i was feeling so happy.....:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;And then on 2nd april we all planned to watch the first inning together it was great fun although waha kisi ko sabse kam samajh aa raha tha to main thi...but that was vry tym, memorable moment of my LIFE...:) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I got to know what is power play, as im unfamiliar to all cricket terms , so getting that little knowledge was a great achievement for me...hehehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Well us din ghar par bahut daant padi, mujhe to sabse jyada as i never watched cricket and uske liye i reached so late then mummy said now u r not going to watch India's batting , fir kya i cried n fighted and finally upar tenant k ghar jake pura match dekha, jab lagne laga its tuff to win now prayers started with finger crossed...and finally finally finally INDIA WON...:-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;wow...GOD what a great moment was that, a perfect combi of smile and tears of all players.... Whole India was celebrating the JASHN ... The nation was lighted much more than diwali.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;So my first experience and the nation's victory was AWESOME.....:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;CHAK DE INDIA....CHEERS....:-)))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6625299455687330115-8624346558538531842?l=apekshahopelivelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apekshahopelivelife.blogspot.com/feeds/8624346558538531842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://apekshahopelivelife.blogspot.com/2011/04/worldcup-fever.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625299455687330115/posts/default/8624346558538531842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625299455687330115/posts/default/8624346558538531842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apekshahopelivelife.blogspot.com/2011/04/worldcup-fever.html' title='WORLDCUP FEVER:-)'/><author><name>Apeksha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03779441801868230611</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/_1VHvZBt3UFc/S6pXepfk4KI/AAAAAAAAAA4/Z2orf24tVWc/S220/image%5B4%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Q5WfvyILJqI/TZoPYDLMhhI/AAAAAAAAAH0/BRoBIFmL3L4/s72-c/ICC-2011-Cricket-World-Cup-India-Won.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6625299455687330115.post-5858293857077092635</id><published>2011-03-22T11:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-22T11:28:57.997-07:00</updated><title type='text'>See off........</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wiJdqVBs7wM/TYjlSWdOzbI/AAAAAAAAAHk/rd2llNR3hmI/s1600/imagesCA5NXE0R.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 210px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 147px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586967441181691314" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wiJdqVBs7wM/TYjlSWdOzbI/AAAAAAAAAHk/rd2llNR3hmI/s400/imagesCA5NXE0R.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;See off......Bye Bye.......Tata Tata........the words that detatches you from ur close ones....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the last one month I hve been to railway station twice and each time when i came back after sending my relatives i was very sad, not jst becoz of them but by the pain of all those whom i saw having wet eyes , who came to see off their close one s...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its very difficult to see parents saying bye to their child.....a wife saying bye to her hubby...standing all alone.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sach ye sabse mushkil hota hai specially jab wo jo aapke itna close ho ,jiske bina na aap reh sakte hai na rehna chahte hai, aur use hi see off karna pade....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This departure scene makes me really very gloomy.... Many eyes with pain and tears due to this separation, unspoken words, hopes to meet soon, &amp;amp; silent questions asking when will we meet again???????&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't know why but this is a universal rule you are separated from ur close ones due to one or other reason... Really see off is a very painful task and for me its something i really don't want to as im not that strong till i don't have the hopes to meet again..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So i hate to say "good bye" and its always "see you" from my side with the hopes and prayers to meet again....!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6625299455687330115-5858293857077092635?l=apekshahopelivelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apekshahopelivelife.blogspot.com/feeds/5858293857077092635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://apekshahopelivelife.blogspot.com/2011/03/see-off.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625299455687330115/posts/default/5858293857077092635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625299455687330115/posts/default/5858293857077092635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apekshahopelivelife.blogspot.com/2011/03/see-off.html' title='See off........'/><author><name>Apeksha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03779441801868230611</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/_1VHvZBt3UFc/S6pXepfk4KI/AAAAAAAAAA4/Z2orf24tVWc/S220/image%5B4%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wiJdqVBs7wM/TYjlSWdOzbI/AAAAAAAAAHk/rd2llNR3hmI/s72-c/imagesCA5NXE0R.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6625299455687330115.post-3441848419374546707</id><published>2011-03-09T11:26:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-09T12:19:21.775-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Zindagi ki raaho me....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lQzcqKkeZsA/TXfZSLqfQvI/AAAAAAAAAHc/L_5gEyT67hA/s1600/girl_swinging%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 337px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 247px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582169169540891378" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lQzcqKkeZsA/TXfZSLqfQvI/AAAAAAAAAHc/L_5gEyT67hA/s400/girl_swinging%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Today heard a story n got motivated to write on dis..jo kai baar hum sab sochte hai par kar nahi pate...The story focused on facing urself in the journey of life...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hum sab jindagi me aaina to kai baar dekhte hai par dekh pate hai to sirf apna sharir,par kya sach me khud ka darpan dekh paate hai??wo insaaniyat, wo sachaai jaan paate hai??&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jis pal hum aaina dekhte hai us pal agar hum sach me janana chahte hai ki jindagi ki raaho me kitne pal imaandari se, insaaniyat se, sachaahi se jiye..to khud ka samna kar ye sawal khud se puchne chahiye..agar jawab positive hai to samjho jindagi ki rahoo me jo b kadam badhae sahi the aur agar jawab negative hai to kahi koi kami ya kuch galat jarur hua hai..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hum maan lete hai wo aaina hai hi nahi is duniya me jisme hum dusro ko apni tarah dekh pae, samajh pae..agar aisa ho jae to jindagi ki raaho me kbhi koi mushkil nahi....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jab hum apni aankho me dekhte hai kya hum unhe padh muskura paate hai, us satisfaction k saath..k yes we did right..we lived right, to ye jindagi safal.... Kabhi koi uljhan, koi dissatisfaction khud ko face karte waqt aae to mano kuch hai jo sahi nahi hua..against ur wish knowingly or unknowingly..u did something wrong and if u actually realised its the time to correct it.....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Is story me the narrator at his end days says what all wrong or right i did, in my last days when i faced myself i wanted to THANK all those who motivated me in doing good and right deeds..and say SORRY to those whom i ever hurted or did wrong..That will give me the ultimate sense of satisfaction..warna dil k kisi kone me ek pachtawa, ek afsoos hamesha k liye reh jaega.....!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Main bhi kai baar ye sab sochti hu when i face myself and i know most of us do...but satisfy sirf wo hote hai jo inhe actual me kar pae..inhe sudhaar pae..if can't correct them then atleast do something that will let u die without any regrets..........!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Just live your day as your last day. do what u want to do and say before u die..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Zindagi ki in raaho me hum un logo ko thanks nahi keh pae jinhone hume khush dekhne k liye apni palkhe bhigoi hai to is zindagi ka kya matlab, agar unhe sorry nahi keh pae jinke dil humne dukhae aur jinhone hume khud se jyada pyaar kiya to insaan hone ka kya fayda...just go ahead tell sorry to those whom u have hurted or to whom u did wrong...go and give thanks to those who helped u in doing right, gave some good moments, small happiness, smiling tears...added LIFE to your moments.....:-)))))&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So here is a deep thanks to all those im my life and heartly sorry to them...!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6625299455687330115-3441848419374546707?l=apekshahopelivelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apekshahopelivelife.blogspot.com/feeds/3441848419374546707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://apekshahopelivelife.blogspot.com/2011/03/zindagi-ki-raaho-me.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625299455687330115/posts/default/3441848419374546707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625299455687330115/posts/default/3441848419374546707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apekshahopelivelife.blogspot.com/2011/03/zindagi-ki-raaho-me.html' title='Zindagi ki raaho me....'/><author><name>Apeksha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03779441801868230611</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/_1VHvZBt3UFc/S6pXepfk4KI/AAAAAAAAAA4/Z2orf24tVWc/S220/image%5B4%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lQzcqKkeZsA/TXfZSLqfQvI/AAAAAAAAAHc/L_5gEyT67hA/s72-c/girl_swinging%255B1%255D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6625299455687330115.post-389689073773525334</id><published>2011-03-05T06:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-05T06:37:13.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Na jaane kyu!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CSe3cj66tHg/TXJIjDHtp3I/AAAAAAAAAHU/eK9T4DHDiLM/s1600/hqdefault%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 498px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 335px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580602655235745650" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CSe3cj66tHg/TXJIjDHtp3I/AAAAAAAAAHU/eK9T4DHDiLM/s400/hqdefault%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kcwhh-_MD1s/TXJIagopWAI/AAAAAAAAAHM/Pvd_yZ0D_Zk/s1600/tere-liye%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br 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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Na jaane kyu.....na jaane kyu...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ek ajnabee sabse apna lagta hai,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;khud ko khud se jyaada samajhta hai.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Na jaane kyu..kuch pal ka saath de k,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;jindagi bhar sath chalne ko majbur karta hai.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Na jaane kyu.....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Na jaane kyu..har subah us se milne ka dil karta hai,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;aankhe kholo to wo dikhe..sapno me bhi wo hi mile..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mano dil pe usi ka pehraa rehta hai,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ye dil jaise sirf usi k liye dhadakta hai.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kehta hai kuch pal aur jee le,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;aur jindagi bhar k kuch aur haseen khwab dikha jata hai..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Na jaane kyu.....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Na jaane kyu....ye hath jab bhi judte hai,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;usi ki khatir duaa ye karte hai.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wo kehta hai hum sath hai kuch pal,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;par humsafar mujhi ko kehta hai...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Na jaane kyu....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Na jaane kyu..ankhe band karu to chehra usi ka dikhta hai,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;har sapna bhi usi ka hota hai,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;aankhe kholu toh dil saath usi ka chahta hai.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Na jaane kyu...ye lab to hai mere, par jikra usi ka karte hai.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ye dil to hai mera par parwaah usi ki karta hai..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Na jaane kyu.....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Na jaane kyu...Wo saath hai jis pal, wo pal jindagi sa lagta hai.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hotho pe hansi hai to uske liye,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;aankho me nami hai to uske liye..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Na jaane kyu...na jaane kyu...!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6625299455687330115-389689073773525334?l=apekshahopelivelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apekshahopelivelife.blogspot.com/feeds/389689073773525334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://apekshahopelivelife.blogspot.com/2011/03/na-jaane-kyu.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625299455687330115/posts/default/389689073773525334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625299455687330115/posts/default/389689073773525334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apekshahopelivelife.blogspot.com/2011/03/na-jaane-kyu.html' title='Na jaane kyu!!!'/><author><name>Apeksha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03779441801868230611</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/_1VHvZBt3UFc/S6pXepfk4KI/AAAAAAAAAA4/Z2orf24tVWc/S220/image%5B4%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CSe3cj66tHg/TXJIjDHtp3I/AAAAAAAAAHU/eK9T4DHDiLM/s72-c/hqdefault%255B1%255D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6625299455687330115.post-6607582600491498317</id><published>2011-02-28T10:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-28T11:01:51.062-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The new morning:-)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2gl5xMVrcfg/TWvsai0KbhI/AAAAAAAAAHE/yJHZp_Gp0eI/s1600/every-morning-has-a-new-beginning.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 328px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 249px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578812504194838034" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2gl5xMVrcfg/TWvsai0KbhI/AAAAAAAAAHE/yJHZp_Gp0eI/s400/every-morning-has-a-new-beginning.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"MORNING" is that adjective which I feel is always new, refereshing, soothing, full of hopes, lights &amp;amp; dreams....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Morning makes u feel blessed by a new day of your life, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 256px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 192px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578810941697544322" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gORpYOnRwqc/TWvq_mDx0II/AAAAAAAAAG8/WhdQc2T_nl8/s400/sun.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;a chance to make a new beginning,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;one more day to be with your loved ones,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;one more oppourtunity to fulfill your dreams,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;one more tragedy to make u fighter,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;one more problem to face n make u more experienced....and many new things to learn life..and to live &amp;amp; enjoy LIFE...!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Morning is not only when the sun rises after 24hours and gives sunlight...but everytime you wake up to start new things, new beginning..its when u resolve the old hurdles, misunderstandings and develope a new vision.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Morning is the best part of nature very soothing and refreshing, giving a new ray of HOPE..!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Connecting it with life,would like to say every time u are sad or confused try to find and make a new morning..This is the thing im trying to do..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This is the reason why we get up in the morning with new hopes, prayers, talking and remembering our close ones who gives us STRENGHT, HAPPINESS and HOPES..!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jindagi k mod par jab bhi andhera paya, har kisi ko talash thi us kiran ki jo lati hai nayi subah....aur jo milti hai kabhi apno me...toh kabhi sapno me....!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So try to make ur mornings pleasant..Be optimistic...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Its not that being positive will definitely make ur day the best but will surely give u that positiveness, strength and energy which will helps you to either make ur day better or cope up with negativity....!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Problems are part of life...there r things which ends in life or changes which is beyond our control but all we can do is to make a new beautiful morning to love, live and enjoy...:-)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;May u all have a new and happy morning.....!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6625299455687330115-6607582600491498317?l=apekshahopelivelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apekshahopelivelife.blogspot.com/feeds/6607582600491498317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://apekshahopelivelife.blogspot.com/2011/02/new-morning.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625299455687330115/posts/default/6607582600491498317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625299455687330115/posts/default/6607582600491498317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apekshahopelivelife.blogspot.com/2011/02/new-morning.html' title='The new morning:-)'/><author><name>Apeksha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03779441801868230611</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/_1VHvZBt3UFc/S6pXepfk4KI/AAAAAAAAAA4/Z2orf24tVWc/S220/image%5B4%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2gl5xMVrcfg/TWvsai0KbhI/AAAAAAAAAHE/yJHZp_Gp0eI/s72-c/every-morning-has-a-new-beginning.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6625299455687330115.post-3072442678480102578</id><published>2011-01-12T10:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-12T11:16:11.734-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why it happens???</title><content type='html'>I &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1VHvZBt3UFc/TS33fyxEP8I/AAAAAAAAAGo/pezW2u7EFhE/s1600/loneliness.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 314px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561373240448008130" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1VHvZBt3UFc/TS33fyxEP8I/AAAAAAAAAGo/pezW2u7EFhE/s400/loneliness.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; always accepted things positively believing on GOD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I failed, I satisfied myself saying I tried...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I lost someone, I consoled saying i gave my best to find and hold...but time came when the reason for my smile turned into my tears, still I accepted GOD'S decision and got up saying something else is written.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I never wished much but prayed that GOD always give me one aspect to be perfect,at a certain time to build up my strength, because in life when all aspects are going wrong, its very difficult to move on...and at that time just need the ONE.......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And Im thankful that GOD always supported me and gave me the reason to move on...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But dont know why sometimes I fail even after trying so much &amp;amp; it really hurts.. The proud I have on myself being human, shake so badly at that time..I feel why im not being understood by those who promised to be with me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't know why it happens...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There is no reason, to be behind this prison...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Life is so dry, still waiting for the rainy season...!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know our close ones have no intentions to hurt us, but some times the time is so bad that we try a lot to get the things to be alright but as much we try it intangle more..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why it happens that we hurt that person, whom we always wanted to see happy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why it happens we expect so much that, those expectations become the reason for complaints.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why it happens we hurt someone, and cry more than them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why it happens we want to make things right,but proved to be wrong.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But at the end its just the time...have faith on the pure realations and try to GIVE &amp;amp; FORGIVE....!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6625299455687330115-3072442678480102578?l=apekshahopelivelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apekshahopelivelife.blogspot.com/feeds/3072442678480102578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://apekshahopelivelife.blogspot.com/2011/01/why-it-happens.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625299455687330115/posts/default/3072442678480102578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625299455687330115/posts/default/3072442678480102578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apekshahopelivelife.blogspot.com/2011/01/why-it-happens.html' title='Why it happens???'/><author><name>Apeksha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03779441801868230611</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/_1VHvZBt3UFc/S6pXepfk4KI/AAAAAAAAAA4/Z2orf24tVWc/S220/image%5B4%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1VHvZBt3UFc/TS33fyxEP8I/AAAAAAAAAGo/pezW2u7EFhE/s72-c/loneliness.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6625299455687330115.post-2018086204247478079</id><published>2010-12-30T02:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-30T03:45:30.608-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wo mera BACHPAN:-)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1VHvZBt3UFc/TRxtny7LZpI/AAAAAAAAAGg/nBQqLN2cB4w/s1600/Photo-0002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 264px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556436570720659090" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1VHvZBt3UFc/TRxtny7LZpI/AAAAAAAAAGg/nBQqLN2cB4w/s400/Photo-0002.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1VHvZBt3UFc/TRxpbwvsaeI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/r3PE-Cmzg5g/s1600/Photo-0008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 215px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 353px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556431965930678754" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1VHvZBt3UFc/TRxpbwvsaeI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/r3PE-Cmzg5g/s400/Photo-0008.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1VHvZBt3UFc/TRxoPdJVNZI/AAAAAAAAAGI/TY2omArysTI/s1600/Photo-0009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 324px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556430654999442834" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1VHvZBt3UFc/TRxoPdJVNZI/AAAAAAAAAGI/TY2omArysTI/s400/Photo-0009.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 222px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556429030952878434" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1VHvZBt3UFc/TRxmw7GdQWI/AAAAAAAAAGA/pzuoGE11k_c/s400/Photo-0005.jpg" /&gt;Aaj subah ek choti si bachi ko uski mum ne nahla k kaha yaha beth jaaa dhup me aur unke andar jate hi usne ek lakdi li us se mitti me likhna shuru A B C..,kbhi apni ungli se..,kbhi niche beth jati..,kbhi doggy ko pakadna chahti..,to kbhi she wanted to hold cow's tail...our use na kisi baat ki parwaah k main mitti me ho rahi hu..yaa mujhe dant padegi..doggy kha lega..yaa cow mar degi...bas sab apni hi tarah masum lagte hai jo kisi ka bura nahi sochte...:-) Aisa hi hota hai bachpan..sabse pyaara...ye sab dekh mujhe fir chota hone ka mann kar gya..aur khush hone k liye maine apne purane pics dekh fir se sara bachpan yaad kar liye...!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wo bachpan k din b kitne pyaare the jab khilono se khushiya judi hoti thi...dant se aansu..aaj khushiyaa to na jane...aur aansu to dil tutne par bhi aane se darte hai kahi inka majak na ban jae.... Pehle kbhi bhi kisi k samne kuch b chilla k maang lete, aaj logo k dayre me khwaish karni padti hai aur kehna b hath me nahi...kher...wahi to bachpan tha....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maine apne bachpan me (kbhi kbhi abhi bhi) kitni paglo jaisi harkate aur baate sochi hai aaj yaad kar khud pe hasi aati hai..kitna masum tha wo bachpan jab main ye sochti thi k jise hum bday pe do choclate dete hai wo best frnd hota hai,....mummy papa hamesha bade hi hote hai wo kbhi bacche the hi nahi...,jaise nal pe pani khatam hota hai waise ankho ka pani b ek din khtam ho jata hai...jab main bahut roti to maa se kehti bas ab kal to ankh se paani hi ni aaega..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tab khel ka matlab sirf khelna hota tha,jeetne ka maksad nahi...wo masti..wo sukun....&lt;br /&gt;Aaj bhi un pal ko hum taraste hai...jab mujhe sunday ko ek rs milta tha choclate k liye...jab meri doll k baal kaat diye the maine galti se aur hafte bhar tak roi thi k ab iske baal wapas bade kab honge aur jab tak dusri bade baal wali doll jiski choti bani hui thi ni mili tab tak maine roj ye sawal maa se puchna band nahi kiya....hehe..tab bina kisi darr k kisi b animal ko pakad lete aaj main paas jane me bhi darti hu...tab apni hi kahani main khush the aaj kisi ki kahani ka adhura hissa...!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kitna ajeeb hota hai na bachpan....mujhe yaad aata hai jab maine apne papa maa se jidd ki k main akeli hu sab apne bhai behan k sath khelte hai mujhe b kal ka kal ek bhai chahiye khelne k liye aur nahi hua to school ni jaungi tab agle hi din they bought me my frst pet two cute rabbits:-)..bas yehi khushiyaa kafi thi jeene k liye..mera ye sochna k tv k us par wo log real me hote hai..tab sochti k main jab bahut rich hongi tab mere fav hero k screen pe aate hi tv fod dungi aur wo mere paas hoga..hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Kuch tute-fute khilone...sunhari yaado k sath..!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Kuch adhure sapne..bikhri baato k sath...!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Na jane khele the kuch pal...ya jiya tha jeevan ka har rang...!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Koi lauta de mera wo bachpan...jaha hasta tha mera ye mann...!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Aaj kuch hi mahino me log insaano ko bhul jate hai..par hum sabko apne bachpan ki har dhundli yaade yaad hai..aaur aaj b jeena sikha jati hai..! Trust me while reading this u all wud have rememberd ur childhood , so jst live life like a child and enjoy each moment..!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6625299455687330115-2018086204247478079?l=apekshahopelivelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apekshahopelivelife.blogspot.com/feeds/2018086204247478079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://apekshahopelivelife.blogspot.com/2010/12/wo-mera-bachpan.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625299455687330115/posts/default/2018086204247478079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625299455687330115/posts/default/2018086204247478079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apekshahopelivelife.blogspot.com/2010/12/wo-mera-bachpan.html' title='Wo mera BACHPAN:-)'/><author><name>Apeksha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03779441801868230611</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/_1VHvZBt3UFc/S6pXepfk4KI/AAAAAAAAAA4/Z2orf24tVWc/S220/image%5B4%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1VHvZBt3UFc/TRxtny7LZpI/AAAAAAAAAGg/nBQqLN2cB4w/s72-c/Photo-0002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6625299455687330115.post-7466418913488497963</id><published>2010-12-17T10:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-17T11:24:08.836-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The sky is high,dream high..but never give up..!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1VHvZBt3UFc/TQuxETCl_UI/AAAAAAAAAFc/B40PF1sSdTA/s1600/never-give-up-wallpaper.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551725653053013314" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1VHvZBt3UFc/TQuxETCl_UI/AAAAAAAAAFc/B40PF1sSdTA/s400/never-give-up-wallpaper.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hye firstly a congrats to two of my old frnds who got jobs:-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This post is today for those who dont get the job..who strives for it after so many no's....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;One of my frnd said this to his frnds....i too want to share....but befofre that i want to say in life i always cheer up myself saying GOD has decided for everyone according to their limits and potential only thing is we have to keep patience, trust him and strive for it....! Because nothing is spoon feeded if you really dont want it...HE sometimes takes test how far u can fight for it....!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its true failure is mostly bcoz we give up when we are closest to what we wanted...we fail to think that it might b the last test, the struggle you are giving up...So in life never give up....if not this something best is surely waiting for you...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As said by Harivansh Rai bachhan, "Jab cheeje tumhare mutabik ho jae to khush hona chahiye, par agar wo tumhare mutabik na ho to aur b khush hona chahiye kyuki fir wo ISHWAR ki marji se hoti hai"....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So b happy and accept wholeheartedly, sky is high, dream high...and never give up:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gazing through the glass of dreams,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Begins the journey of sailors downstream..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Clock's ticking slow,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but the things are fading fast.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gone with the trend,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and rabbit stood the last.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stepping through bridges and the dark endless tunnels,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;heading for the close looking so-called-ambitions.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Goals of the life, that turned out to be mirage,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;in the world of madness, and melody of swimming guitars.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Marching ahead by the firelight of the fellows,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;fighting to catch on their own long shadows.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bass note echoes to prove their worth,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;triggering the soul-case, tearing chest of the earth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chasing the clocks, right from the birth, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sweeping darkness, washing dirt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Running before time, to bathe in sun burst,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;stealing the mystery bags, on the verge of golden fag.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Blowing away the love filled balloons,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;all for the chase and battle for the moon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dream buddy, my dear,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the race might not always end up in heaven.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There'll always be better,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;just don't let the dreams shatter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Success is a fight, between who you were and who you are.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just compete with yourself, and go away too far.....!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6625299455687330115-7466418913488497963?l=apekshahopelivelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apekshahopelivelife.blogspot.com/feeds/7466418913488497963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://apekshahopelivelife.blogspot.com/2010/12/sky-is-highdream-highbut-never-give-up.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625299455687330115/posts/default/7466418913488497963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625299455687330115/posts/default/7466418913488497963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apekshahopelivelife.blogspot.com/2010/12/sky-is-highdream-highbut-never-give-up.html' title='The sky is high,dream high..but never give up..!'/><author><name>Apeksha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03779441801868230611</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/_1VHvZBt3UFc/S6pXepfk4KI/AAAAAAAAAA4/Z2orf24tVWc/S220/image%5B4%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1VHvZBt3UFc/TQuxETCl_UI/AAAAAAAAAFc/B40PF1sSdTA/s72-c/never-give-up-wallpaper.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6625299455687330115.post-5268940647591913663</id><published>2010-12-07T09:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-07T10:25:47.041-08:00</updated><title type='text'>EHSAAS...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1VHvZBt3UFc/TP516nsnnvI/AAAAAAAAAFM/JdTudvcg-ag/s1600/sweet%2Bkiss.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 197px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 175px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548001440916020978" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1VHvZBt3UFc/TP516nsnnvI/AAAAAAAAAFM/JdTudvcg-ag/s400/sweet%2Bkiss.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;Mere har zajbaat ka ehsaas hai tu..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;Tu na jaane kitna khaas hai tu..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;Kehte hai kai baar sab kuch ho kar bhi uske hone ka ehsaas nahi hota,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;aur kabhi paas na hone par bhi uska ehsaas sath hota hai...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;Tu na jaane is ehsaas ka hona bhi kitna khaas hai...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;Tere kehne se mujhe shabdo ka ehsaas hota hai,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;Tere gaane se us pal ka ehsaas hota hai,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;Teri muskaan se khushi ka ehsaas hota hai,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;Teri duaao se manjil pane ka ehsaas hota hai,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;Tere apnane se khud k hone ka ehsaas hota hai...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;Tera ye mujhpe bharosa khud par naaj karne ka ehsaas dilata hai,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;Tera mud kar wapas dekhna mohabbat ka ehsaas dilata hai,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;Tera saath hona jindagi jeene ka ehsaas dilata hai...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;Zindagi k mod pe jab bhi ladkhadai.tera thamna fir himmat ka ehsaas karata hai,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;Tera is tarah aansu bahana,waqt thamne ka ehsaas karta hai...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;Main janti hu har wo khwahish, har wo khushi, har wo mohabbat,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;har wo sapna pura to nahi hota...par uske hone ka ye ehsaas bhi kitna khaas hai...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;Akelepan me apno ka ehsaas hai tu,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;Tanhai me mehfil ka ehsaas hai tu,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;Jab bhi khud se dur hui, khud ko paane ka ehsaas hai tu,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;Rishta kya hai tujhse nahi janti,par jindagi ka ehsaas hai tu..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;Din hota to badal jata, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;rishte bhi badal jate,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;par tu wo ehsaas hai jo jeene ki aas hai...!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;I really loved this pic....n the whole post is thru.....&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6625299455687330115-5268940647591913663?l=apekshahopelivelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apekshahopelivelife.blogspot.com/feeds/5268940647591913663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://apekshahopelivelife.blogspot.com/2010/12/ehsaas.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625299455687330115/posts/default/5268940647591913663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625299455687330115/posts/default/5268940647591913663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apekshahopelivelife.blogspot.com/2010/12/ehsaas.html' title='EHSAAS...'/><author><name>Apeksha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03779441801868230611</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/_1VHvZBt3UFc/S6pXepfk4KI/AAAAAAAAAA4/Z2orf24tVWc/S220/image%5B4%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1VHvZBt3UFc/TP516nsnnvI/AAAAAAAAAFM/JdTudvcg-ag/s72-c/sweet%2Bkiss.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6625299455687330115.post-5259655232023961839</id><published>2010-11-12T09:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-14T09:20:48.233-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Should learn in life.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;In life we always tends to see the negative side very soon, gets angry very soon, demotivated very soon, loose temper very soon..and fails to enjoy the beauty and positive side of this beautiful GIFTED LIFE..!&lt;br /&gt;So this time i want to share the most important ways by which we can really learn to LIVE life, else people by their this so called atttitude spoil the beauty of relations and life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Firstly, saying things we don't really mean becomes a habit when we practice it long enough. The real problem is that when you don't keep your word, you loose credibility. When you loose credibility, you break the bonds of trust and breaking the bonds of trust ultimately leads to a string of broken relationships.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Secondly,once and for all, come to realize that pain is a teacher and failure is the highway to success. Begin to see your troubles as blessings, resolve to transform your stumbling blocks into stepping stone and now to turn your wounds into wisdom. Our character is shaped not through life's easiest experiences, but during life's toughtest ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Lastly,and the most important which i feel we all lack at certain point ,so should definitely learn this is........have patience with everything that remains unsolved in your heart. Try to love the questions themselves, like locked rooms and like books written in foreign languages. do not now look for the answers. They cannot now be given to you because you could not live them.I know its all difficult to do...but this is what i really learnt frm past 2years that if u really want to move and stand again in life you must learn to look and take life this way......&lt;br /&gt;It is a question of experiencing every thing. At present, you need to live the question. Perhaps you will gradually, without even noticing it, find yourself experiencing the answer, some distant day..!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6625299455687330115-5259655232023961839?l=apekshahopelivelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apekshahopelivelife.blogspot.com/feeds/5259655232023961839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://apekshahopelivelife.blogspot.com/2010/11/should-learn-in-life.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625299455687330115/posts/default/5259655232023961839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625299455687330115/posts/default/5259655232023961839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apekshahopelivelife.blogspot.com/2010/11/should-learn-in-life.html' title='Should learn in life.'/><author><name>Apeksha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03779441801868230611</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/_1VHvZBt3UFc/S6pXepfk4KI/AAAAAAAAAA4/Z2orf24tVWc/S220/image%5B4%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6625299455687330115.post-6126065309726919126</id><published>2010-10-26T09:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-26T09:58:43.025-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Follow your DREAMS!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1VHvZBt3UFc/TMcBo6nbm6I/AAAAAAAAAFE/TWk9taJAMw8/s1600/dream.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 215px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532392469688982434" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1VHvZBt3UFc/TMcBo6nbm6I/AAAAAAAAAFE/TWk9taJAMw8/s400/dream.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1VHvZBt3UFc/TMb_OfFJYgI/AAAAAAAAAE0/bacxvTgy7EQ/s1600/10324428-follow-your-dreams-and-goals.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1VHvZBt3UFc/TMb9xdw-LnI/AAAAAAAAAEs/WX7kMgw7EHI/s1600/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 304px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 246px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532388218516680306" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1VHvZBt3UFc/TMb9xdw-LnI/AAAAAAAAAEs/WX7kMgw7EHI/s400/images.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;DREAM..... mean difeerently to all of us. we all share different dreams and this have different importance is our lives....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;For some dreams are their purposes, for some its their imaginary world and for some hidden wishes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Here i have something to say strongly that what ever u dream just follow them whole heartedly, some people say sapne nahi dekhne chahiye,par main kahungi sapne wo dekho jise pura karna tum dilo jaan se chahte ho,fir dekho har wo sapna hakikat me badalne ko majbur ho jaega!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Follow your dream...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Take one step at a time, and don't settle for less, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;just continue to climb and follow your dream...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;If you stumble,don't stop and lose sight of your goal,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;press to the top...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;For only on the top we can see the whole view.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Can we see what we have done,and what we can do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Can we then have the vision to seek something new.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Press on...Follow your dream...!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;I know dreams are some times our fantacies as i have a lot lot many:-) we dont have much options do fufill all but all i want to say is "do the things,as you are able everyday to live out your dream"...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;What's the world's greatest lie? On which everyone believes?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;IT'S THIS: "That at a certain point in our lives, we lose control of what happening to us, and our live become controlled by FATE".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;In early years, we all know about our destiny but as the time passes, a mysterious force begins to convince them that it will be impossible for us to realise our destiny..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Aksar ye hota hai hum jab chote hote hai sab hasil karna, sare sapne pura karna aasan lagte hai par baad me ek anjana darr har baar sapne dekhne se rokta hai aur ye humari bhul hai which i said above as mysterious force..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Mysterious force is a force that appears to be negative,but actually shows you how to realise your destiny. It prepares your SPIRIT and your WILL, because there is one great truth on this planet,"Whoever you are, or whatwver it is that you do, when you really want something, its because that desire originated in the SOUL..!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Realise that people are capable,at any time in their lives of doing what they dream of..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;When everyday is same as the next,it's because people fail to recognise the good things that happened in their lives everyday, that the sun rises..!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Well i cant stop writhing about dreams but would finally say,"I have learned that success is to be measured not so much by the position that one has reached in life, but by all the efforts u made to fulfill your dreams,and by the obstacles u have overcome while trying to succeed'..!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6625299455687330115-6126065309726919126?l=apekshahopelivelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apekshahopelivelife.blogspot.com/feeds/6126065309726919126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://apekshahopelivelife.blogspot.com/2010/10/follow-your-dreams.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625299455687330115/posts/default/6126065309726919126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625299455687330115/posts/default/6126065309726919126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apekshahopelivelife.blogspot.com/2010/10/follow-your-dreams.html' title='Follow your DREAMS!'/><author><name>Apeksha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03779441801868230611</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/_1VHvZBt3UFc/S6pXepfk4KI/AAAAAAAAAA4/Z2orf24tVWc/S220/image%5B4%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1VHvZBt3UFc/TMcBo6nbm6I/AAAAAAAAAFE/TWk9taJAMw8/s72-c/dream.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6625299455687330115.post-6489068660613692996</id><published>2010-10-13T09:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-13T09:59:20.328-07:00</updated><title type='text'>She is my ANGEL:-)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1VHvZBt3UFc/TLXgJ_KWC0I/AAAAAAAAAEk/cf1F-5hs_Is/s1600/my+angel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527570579845417794" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1VHvZBt3UFc/TLXgJ_KWC0I/AAAAAAAAAEk/cf1F-5hs_Is/s400/my+angel.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Being loved is very beautiful and proud feeling. Every girl feels to be the most beautiful girl when being praised by her loved one. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;When a guy truely loves someone she is PRINCESS for him..yes she is an ANGEL of his dream...!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;She is my LIFE for me....kaun nahi sun na chahega ye..yes me too:-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;She is the reason of my smile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;She becomes the imagination of every while.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;She is the ultimate thought I tempt to desire.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;She honour those values that I hire.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;She is the destination of my thought.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;She keeps the  words spririting me a lot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;She is the image in proximity of closed eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;She let in those blessings, where my wish lies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;She has the care that touches my heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;She shares a hand that I adore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;She has been awaited and wished by me, to be around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;She invokes the zeal,that never had I found.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;She is the one desired above all...!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;She adorns all beauty, pulling your heart in LOVE to fall...!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;She is my ANGEL.... She is the PRINCESS of my dream...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Heart learnt to pray and care!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Mind dreamt a happy life to share!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;I sleep with her thought, leaving the rest!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Awaken in my morning, with a hope of best!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6625299455687330115-6489068660613692996?l=apekshahopelivelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1VHvZBt3UFc/S6pXepfk4KI/AAAAAAAAAA4/Z2orf24tVWc/S220/image%5B4%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1VHvZBt3UFc/TLXgJ_KWC0I/AAAAAAAAAEk/cf1F-5hs_Is/s72-c/my+angel.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6625299455687330115.post-888089867293486565</id><published>2010-10-10T12:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-10T12:38:38.865-07:00</updated><title type='text'>UMMEED...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1VHvZBt3UFc/TLIP_UEb_4I/AAAAAAAAAEU/_MpiV-7E2X0/s1600/ummeed.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 552px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 412px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526497273130516354" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1VHvZBt3UFc/TLIP_UEb_4I/AAAAAAAAAEU/_MpiV-7E2X0/s400/ummeed.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;Hum aksar sunte hai ummeed pe duniya kayam hai, ummeed pe duniya jeeti hai..par us se bhi badi baat ye k ummeede aur yaade insaan ko todti b hai..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;Yes, EXPECTATION hurts a lot when it is not fulfilled, and this is the ever biggest proved truth that there is no single human being who dont expect anything frm any relationship.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;Har rishte ki khubsurati inhi ummeedo pe tiki hoti hai,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;Isi ummeed k sahare insaan apni puri jindagi kaat deta hai.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;Par is baar main in ummeedo ko badhne nahi dena chahti, har baar har insaan k dukhi hone k piche kahi na kahi UMMEED (expectation) ek bada karan hot hai, fir bhi bar-bar na chahte hue bhi ummeed laga bethte hai.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;Bechare rishte unki kya galti, galti to in ummeedo ki hai jo kabhi khatam hi nahi hoti, aur sare imtihaan dene padhte hai in bechare rishto ko!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;Ye ummeed bhi ajeeb hai, yu to kisi se itni asaani se hoti nahi, (aur na karni chahiye) aur jab koi bahut badi ummeed puri kar de to fir choti si bhi ummeed puri na hone pe bahut taklif hoti hai..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;Har rishta ummeed rakhta hai.......!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;Yahaan tak ki maa baap jo bacho ko apna farz aur jimmedari kehte hai wo b ummeed rakhte hai k badle me bache b apna farz nibhae , budhape ka sahara bane.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;Jab hum kisi ko dost kehte hai, to us se b hume samajhne aur sath ki ummeed rakhte hai..bin kahe humari aankho me chipe dard ko padhne ki ummeed rakhte hai.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;Aur jab kisi se pyaar karte hai toh us se to ummeedo ki list hoti hai.!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;All i want to say, hum agar dusro se ummeed rakhte hai to kahi na kahi jaane anjaane takleef ho hi jati hai na puri hone pe..lekin jis din humne khud se ummeede karni shuru kar di...,sach jindagi me har ummeed puri hoti najar aaegi:-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;Lastly thanks to all who ever fulfilled my expectations, and all those who expects "expectation really hurts, so stay away".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;Well mera toh naam hi ummeedo pe hai, kbhi-kbhi to is naam se b darr lagta hai but fir apne bagwaan pe b bharosa hai..he will surely give me strenght to fulfill and prove my name atleast.!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6625299455687330115-888089867293486565?l=apekshahopelivelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1VHvZBt3UFc/S6pXepfk4KI/AAAAAAAAAA4/Z2orf24tVWc/S220/image%5B4%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1VHvZBt3UFc/TLIP_UEb_4I/AAAAAAAAAEU/_MpiV-7E2X0/s72-c/ummeed.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6625299455687330115.post-4823846518048519334</id><published>2010-09-20T06:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-20T07:01:25.778-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Maangi thi ek duaa!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1VHvZBt3UFc/TJdm5yG0jxI/AAAAAAAAAEM/ACHhgC1MD30/s1600/images%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 278px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 181px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518993011254791954" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1VHvZBt3UFc/TJdm5yG0jxI/AAAAAAAAAEM/ACHhgC1MD30/s400/images%5B3%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Maangi thi ek duaa...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Sun tu mere khudaa...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Paiso k is daldal me, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Chaar manjil ka banglaa na sahi,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Sukun ki ek chatt hi sahi..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Sukh ka ek jahan na sahi,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;sapno ka chota ashiyanaa hi sahi..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Rishto ki puri kitaab na sahi,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Pyaar ka ek panna hi sahi..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Shukriya karu kaise tera,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Kuch duaa kabul kar li,kuch rakhi adhuri.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Adhuri na rakhte, toh muraade na hoti..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Maangi thi ek duaa...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Cham chamati jindagi na sahi,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Asha ki ek kiran ho, itni roshni hi sahi..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Har koi sath na de, toh naa sahi,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Par koi ek pyaara, mera humsafar to ho..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Har koi mujhe yaad rakhe na, to naa sahi,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Par koi apna ho, jise mere hone ka ehsaas to ho..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Har koi miujhe apna na mane, to naa sahi,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Par ek saathi to ho, jise mujhe khone ka khauf to ho..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Maangi thi ek duaa,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Sab ki duaa na, to naa sahi, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Bas khuda tere saath hone ka ye ehsaas hi sahi...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6625299455687330115-4823846518048519334?l=apekshahopelivelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apekshahopelivelife.blogspot.com/feeds/4823846518048519334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://apekshahopelivelife.blogspot.com/2010/09/maangi-thi-ek-duaa.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625299455687330115/posts/default/4823846518048519334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625299455687330115/posts/default/4823846518048519334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apekshahopelivelife.blogspot.com/2010/09/maangi-thi-ek-duaa.html' title='Maangi thi ek duaa!'/><author><name>Apeksha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03779441801868230611</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/_1VHvZBt3UFc/S6pXepfk4KI/AAAAAAAAAA4/Z2orf24tVWc/S220/image%5B4%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' 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ko pyaar,kisi ko takraar, judaai toh kisi ko bewafaai, garibi, jhuth, jakhm ya dhoka.....par mujhe jo dard se maar deti hai wo hai bebasi...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;FEELING HELPLESS IS BIGGEST PAIN I EVER FELT...!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Zindagi me kaii mod aaye jab apni problems sabse badi lagi,aur hota b hai har kisi ko apna dard bada lagta hai...par kasam se aaj ye bebasi bardasht ni hoti....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Its very true, jab tadapta hai koi apna kabhiiii...khoon ke aansu rula de bebasiii....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Apna dard to sehan ho jata hai,par apni hi aankho k samne us apne ki taklif dekh maut ko bhi has kar gale lagane ka mann karta hai kyuki ye us se b jyada taklif deta hai...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Uski aankho k aansu chahkar b naa poch sako us se jyaada bebasi kyaa ho sakti hai...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Jab apne hi aankho k samne hath chuda jate hai, aur hum chah kar bhi rok ni pate...kya kahu kya beetati hai is dil pe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Jab apne hi hamesha k liye tanha chaod, aansu de jate hai, aur hum unhe kabhi wapas nahi laa sakte, ye bebasi maar dalti hai...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Humare apne is zindagi se khafa ho jate aur hum chaah kar b mana ni sakte.toh khud k hone ka b matlab ni lagta,wo b chubhta hai...kyu hum ho kar b unka dard kam ni kar sakte...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Sab kuch sehan kar jate hai...par ye bebasi jeete jee maar dalti hai...!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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aalam..'/><author><name>Apeksha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03779441801868230611</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/_1VHvZBt3UFc/S6pXepfk4KI/AAAAAAAAAA4/Z2orf24tVWc/S220/image%5B4%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1VHvZBt3UFc/TINJtJFGniI/AAAAAAAAAEE/eD9l6Ag3jPg/s72-c/rain1%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
