<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8"?> <?xml-stylesheet title="XSL formatting" type="text/xsl" href="/atom.xsl" ?> <feed xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xml:lang="en"> <title>sweet-poo</title> <link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://sweet-poo.blogspirit.com/atom.xml"/> <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://sweet-poo.blogspirit.com/" /> <subtitle>sweet-poo</subtitle> <updated>2008-08-20T04:20:39+02:00</updated> <rights>All Rights Reserved blogSpirit</rights> <generator uri="http://www.blogspirit.com/" version="5.0">blogSpirit.com</generator> <id>http://sweet-poo.blogspirit.com/</id>  <entry> <author> <name>Poo</name> <uri>http://sweet-poo.blogspirit.com/about.html</uri> </author> <title>A magnificent song</title> <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://sweet-poo.blogspirit.com/archive/2008/05/16/a-magnificent-song.html" />  <id>tag:sweet-poo.blogspirit.com,2008-05-16:1551275</id> <updated>2008-05-16T07:24:17+02:00</updated> <published>2008-05-16T07:24:17+02:00</published>   <summary> I was listning song “Dhadkhan jara rukh gayi hai”. Superb song…   &amp;nbsp;...</summary> <content type="html" xml:base="http://sweet-poo.blogspirit.com/"> &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;I was listning song “Dhadkhan jara rukh gayi hai”. Superb song…&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: 'Verdana','sans-serif'&quot;&gt;cheharon ke mele me, chehare the gum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;pre&gt;  &lt;span style=&quot;font-family: 'Verdana','sans-serif'&quot;&gt;yek cheharaa thaa mai, yek cheharaa the tum&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/pre&gt; &lt;pre&gt;  &lt;span style=&quot;font-family: 'Verdana','sans-serif'&quot;&gt;jaane kyaa, tum ne de diyaa&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/pre&gt; &lt;pre&gt;  &lt;span style=&quot;font-family: 'Verdana','sans-serif'&quot;&gt;muz ko jahaan mil gayaa&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/pre&gt; &lt;pre&gt;  &lt;span style=&quot;font-family: 'Verdana','sans-serif'&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/pre&gt; &lt;pre&gt;  &lt;span style=&quot;font-family: 'Verdana','sans-serif'&quot;&gt;Does anybody today seriously feel so satisfied by someone that a person gave him/her everything. I don’t know but I just think that the feeling that comes from song does that really exists in the human being. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/pre&gt; &lt;pre&gt;  &lt;span style=&quot;font-family: 'Verdana','sans-serif'&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/pre&gt; &lt;pre&gt;  &lt;span style=&quot;font-family: 'Verdana','sans-serif'&quot;&gt;hothhon par baat rahe, baaton mein soor bahe&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/pre&gt; &lt;pre&gt;  &lt;span style=&quot;font-family: 'Verdana','sans-serif'&quot;&gt;suron mane geet wahee, tumhaaree hee baat kahe&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/pre&gt; &lt;pre&gt;  &lt;span style=&quot;font-family: 'Verdana','sans-serif'&quot;&gt;mit jaaoo sapanon kee aagosh mein&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/pre&gt; &lt;pre&gt;  &lt;span style=&quot;font-family: 'Verdana','sans-serif'&quot;&gt;bheeg jaaoo yaadon kee bauchhaar mein&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/pre&gt; &lt;pre&gt;  &lt;span style=&quot;font-family: 'Verdana','sans-serif'&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/pre&gt; &lt;pre&gt;  &lt;span style=&quot;font-family: 'Verdana','sans-serif'&quot;&gt;And a long pause after this will make u feel superb. I mean I feel like this. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/pre&gt; &lt;pre&gt;  &lt;span style=&quot;font-family: 'Verdana','sans-serif'&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/pre&gt; &lt;pre&gt;  &lt;span style=&quot;font-family: 'Verdana','sans-serif'&quot;&gt;milate hee aankho ne, rishtaa pahachaanaa&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/pre&gt; &lt;pre&gt;  &lt;span style=&quot;font-family: 'Verdana','sans-serif'&quot;&gt;yehasaas seene me, saanson ne jaanaa&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/pre&gt; &lt;pre&gt;  &lt;span style=&quot;font-family: 'Verdana','sans-serif'&quot;&gt;choopake se, pyaar chhoo gayaa&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/pre&gt; &lt;pre&gt;  &lt;span style=&quot;font-family: 'Verdana','sans-serif'&quot;&gt;dilaa ke yek, janam nayaa&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/pre&gt; &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt; Seriously ppl in love can feel it. Everyday is new day if u in love with smone. It’s a relation that takes u so far. Far frm this world and its practicality. You start loving everything ur surrounding, nature, ppl around u.&lt;/p&gt; </content> </entry>  <entry> <author> <name>Poo</name> <uri>http://sweet-poo.blogspirit.com/about.html</uri> </author> <title>Its only WORDS...</title> <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://sweet-poo.blogspirit.com/archive/2008/04/09/its-only-words.html" />  <id>tag:sweet-poo.blogspirit.com,2008-04-09:1525501</id> <updated>2008-04-09T13:14:31+02:00</updated> <published>2008-04-09T13:14:31+02:00</published>   <summary> Everybody knows the importance of word and they do use it suitably and duly....</summary> <content type="html" xml:base="http://sweet-poo.blogspirit.com/"> &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Everybody knows the importance of word and they do use it suitably and duly. But I think I failed always. Not once or twice, almost always. I know words are important, but can’t ur behavior, ur thinking and as a person u.. can impress someone such that words get less importance compare to u (U -&amp;gt; a stupid creator of our almighty GOD, I must say this).&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;I love people, talking to them. And I trust that I know the tact of communication. Its my trust only with me..otherwise no one will agree to this not even my parents..well lets have a&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt; who cares!! Attitude to this. I don’t know where I read this…can’t remind now….but Murphy???&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;No matter how bad a situation is, if u can’t laugh at it, you are in really deep sh*t. interesting isn’t it?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;In theory, everything …works. But for me life stops, go back and again I start from the same point, same road, same way, same misunderstandings, same headache, same pleasure too, like a train going to and fro. My bad, why I fail to avoid going to same path.I’m asking myself, do I need to change a lot…or I just need to change a little Why that change is not happening inside me. Why old things are repeating and repeating, bcoz of my words. My sole is lonely…my mind, my behavior and my words all r going in different direction. One thing is sure…I need to meditate…I heard and believe that meditation helps or I shd better say solves a lot.. lets try it out sincerely….2-5 minutes for only urself…I got 1 thing..that until u talk with ur inside sole in lonely u can’t carry urself d way u want. U have to walk d way ur sole want..u have to chat d way ur sole want …afterall end of d day….its not that ppl shd be happy…it has to be ur sole is happy … u did wat u wanted..u r being truly U. U shd wear what ur want to not what d tread is or not what everyone else z wearing.&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt; So better talk to urself. If someone doesn’t understand u its his/her fault but if u don’t understand urself then? U r in big problem. If nyone in this earth has said u did wrong that’s d way they feel. But if ur sole says u did wrong then? They may be right or wrong that’s their problem. But u did smthing and ur heart z not with u then that’s very ur problem and need a thought. Hey….ahh..i am lost….i am really lost now…wat am I speaking abt…does this make sense…(smtime its ok to think nonsense..i am not hurting nyone)….Its ur right to be stupid but that doesn’t mean u should be…ohh watever…I started with “words”. By d way I like this song….I’m not crazy…true?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Whatever lets end it here…If I’ll push it hard enough it’ll never end..this is true..we have to keep ignoring thoughts and things and keep on going. So at d end Happy Meditation to all. It works seriously.&lt;/p&gt; </content> </entry>  <entry> <author> <name>Poo</name> <uri>http://sweet-poo.blogspirit.com/about.html</uri> </author> <title>New office?</title> <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://sweet-poo.blogspirit.com/archive/2008/03/20/new-office.html" />  <id>tag:sweet-poo.blogspirit.com,2008-03-20:1511685</id> <updated>2008-03-20T11:49:54+01:00</updated> <published>2008-03-20T11:45:00+01:00</published>   <summary>  Long time no thoughts no blogs. Life train is going. My life is also a...</summary> <content type="html" xml:base="http://sweet-poo.blogspirit.com/"> &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;Long time no thoughts no blogs. Life train is going. My life is also a passenger of that train. A passenger without aim, I really don’t know my station to get down.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;Sometimes life takes unexpected turns. The realization has come that the road through which you traveled with the person you loved has ended. This is I got from one of my friend. Although I never meet him but I know a lot abt him and recently he suffered a lot for his love and things are getting settle down. I wish to meet him.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;Its just realization. Well we shifted to new office….new environment, interior of office is different and I like chage.&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt; Change in the way we live and change in d way we think, changing the dressing sense, chaging hairstyle, changing ur dreams.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;And change is gud. That makes life going and actually speacking u njoy atleast I do. So new office but old-ppl, old talks and old constaints and old mindset. I wish I can forget smthing frm my past and I shd not have hard feeling for nyone. I really want to do that but when I’m upset I remind my old-office fights, and all those mis-understandings. Well one thing I learned from past. I want to live my lifecompletely like bachelors, no responsibility, no tension, no planning, freaking out nywhere nytime. And now I’m going to do that. Decided to join Aerobics classes for change and for coming out of all this.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background: white none repeat scroll 0% 50%; font-family: 'Book Antiqua','serif'; color: black; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; font-weight: normal&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;I promise to come with few more interesting thoughts...I just want some time to write them down...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; </content> </entry>  <entry> <author> <name>Poo</name> <uri>http://sweet-poo.blogspirit.com/about.html</uri> </author> <title>A flower in my room…</title> <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://sweet-poo.blogspirit.com/archive/2007/10/30/a-flower-in-my-room.html" />  <id>tag:sweet-poo.blogspirit.com,2007-10-30:1409875</id> <updated>2007-10-30T05:52:12+01:00</updated> <published>2007-10-30T05:52:12+01:00</published>   <summary> I had a tough day and night….Almost I suffered from hell lots of pain and...</summary> <content type="html" xml:base="http://sweet-poo.blogspirit.com/"> I had a tough day and night….Almost I suffered from hell lots of pain and negative thinking. My eyes got heavy, I was almost silent….my mind my heart was silent…If I spoke that day/night just becoz of my brother.i don’t want he shd feel that I am suffering….although he knew everything. I wanted to walk alone in the road when it was dark. Well with all this feeling I came to my room…..i found that I don’t have keys so I have to ring the bell. My room mate opened the door. She told me that flowers in the table z for me. I was upset, I hardly concentrated on wat she said. I replied why and how?...her fiancé who just came back from UK had gifted me that sweet flower…well I never imagined flower from him. A red color flower(off course not rose…otherwise my room mate would have killed me)., with long stem and wrapped in the white color transparent plastic. In first look that flower looked me lonely just like me. I touched it and felt gr8. My tensions are gone. I was not thinking nay negative nymore. I liked tat flower very much. Thanks for giving it to me…..tat day I was so upset and that person gifted me a superb thing. I love flowers but now I don’t love them in bunch I love then if they r single. A single flower looks gr8. Independent, confident, sweet, ALONE, separate from crowd, always on waiting side. I will click and upload the snap of that lonely flower in the morning. I’m feeling relax now. Right now @ 9.41pm, in the dim light that flower is awesome. I think I can spend my life with them happily. They don’t speak but they teach u lot. They make u feel a lot withour saying a single word. Its amazing with any emotion in them they do such a gr8 job. Flowers are wonder made by God….No doubt in that </content> </entry>  <entry> <author> <name>Poo</name> <uri>http://sweet-poo.blogspirit.com/about.html</uri> </author> <title>Sleepless Night</title> <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://sweet-poo.blogspirit.com/archive/2007/10/25/sleepless-night.html" />  <id>tag:sweet-poo.blogspirit.com,2007-10-25:1406232</id> <updated>2007-10-25T10:26:17+02:00</updated> <published>2007-10-25T10:26:17+02:00</published>   <summary> Everybody suffer from sleepless nights some or d other day/time. I was wide...</summary> <content type="html" xml:base="http://sweet-poo.blogspirit.com/"> &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Everybody suffer from sleepless nights some or d other day/time. I was wide awake so many hours in my bedtime even though I was comfortable in bed. Suddenly I thought Why So????? Is this bcoz of work load? discomfort?? Heavy meal?. Answer came NOOO!!! I’ve been a good sleeper always, I can sleep for long long hours. Its my favorite time pass.&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;I don’t want to get out of my bed so I continued relaxing. and yeahhhhh the problem presented itself. My mind started going in the train of thoughts. Stopped @ some station to consolidate them and make sense. Restless, I slide out of my bed and headed for the my laptop. Connected it to internet and addressed few e-mails.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;Sleepless nights are not struggle for me. But why r they disturbing me? Yesterday night was memorable or I can better say impressive. I was thinking abt smthing that even I don’t know what. I was speechless, motionless or better I shd say helpless for anything.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;I’m unable to find a place to spell out whatever is in my mind, to shout on things which I don’t like, to laugh loudly if I want. Actually speaking I was trying to make myself more mature, well dressed, well natured, taking care of everbody now a days. So I do things that I like only when I am alone. Because somehow I got a surrounding where I can’t be as I’m. I don’t want to blame anybody for all this. Its me and my crazy mind only. You have to believe this.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;One example I love to watch movie but my parents are against this, well don’t ask me the reason. It is like that only. So I concluded something which I’m going to call as I learned it from my experience. I realized one thing that people (almost everybody) says they love freedom and they give freedom to their close-one’s related to them but actually its nothing like that. I heard most of my educated friends saying this. In actually, I noticed it that they mind it. Like for example all my love one mentioned me that Go and explore whereever u want to go. But if I plan all alone and tell them that I’m going to Bangalore alone or with some friends. Either they are going to stop me or going to mind it. When a father says to his 10 months child go and walk alone, fall down and again get up go…..He mean it!!! This is actual freedom where father is giving him to make mistakes and learn plus observing him to protect him from danger.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;So question is sleepless nights are gud or bad. For me it gives me time to do some meditation, time to talk to myself, ask ourself…wat am doing and where I’m going in my life. Is this what I expected from my life!!. Still my favorite time pass is sleeping, its impossible for me to be awake very late. Well gud or bad I should be thankful to my sleepless nights, because with it, an article came to my blog life.&lt;/p&gt; </content> </entry>  <entry> <author> <name>Poo</name> <uri>http://sweet-poo.blogspirit.com/about.html</uri> </author> <title>CHANGE….</title> <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://sweet-poo.blogspirit.com/archive/2007/10/09/change.html" />  <id>tag:sweet-poo.blogspirit.com,2007-10-09:1392960</id> <updated>2007-10-11T08:58:44+02:00</updated> <published>2007-10-11T08:58:44+02:00</published>   <summary> After having a small but big discussion with one of my best friend in this...</summary> <content type="html" xml:base="http://sweet-poo.blogspirit.com/"> &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;After having a small but big discussion with one of my best friend in this universe, this is all going in my mind.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;I realized today that we all agree that CHANGE is gud and CHANGE is permanent…We all agree that we have to face the CHANGE no matter CHANGE is gud or bad, we have to accept it by default. We can’t run away from CHANGE.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;We admire CHANGE becoz it brings flavors, colors in life…same is the case with me also. I too use to think that CHANGE is gud otherwise life will be boring. But I realized it 2day that….I say like this…but when it comes to me…I am not ready to CHANGE myself….I don’t know why..but when I read my past I can collect situations where I failed to CHANGE for me.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;And when I am realizing it, it was too late. Today I am in need of a software which can read my mind and tell me whether I am a gud person or bad. Wat r d loop holes in me. What r those things that are in P1 priority for me to CHANGE otherwise I’ll loose smthing in my life. By heart I don’t want to loose anything but I am unable to stop it. If I can CHANGE myself I think it’ll work. But why I’m not changing. I think, I believe, I judge, I conclude, I choose but I fail to implement/execute it. I just want a software to remind me to implement this. Software that endlessly go on monitoring me and notify me d situation where I need to respond different so that I can’t mess up things. If I’m getting angry or I’m doing wrong that software will popup and warn me. I tried to do it without any software but I can’t. Becoz u can’t chage ur nature.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;Lets explore out where I’m falling. There is one situation in my day to day life @ office that will come almost daily. And my reaction to that situation is pre-defined by my mind so I react in that way. Now after my 2-3 reaction on that same situation on the same way. CHANGE occurs. To accept this CHANGE I have to program my mind to react to the same situation but keep in mind that things have been CHANGED, some environmental components are being CHANGED. But what is happening is as I am reacting on the same way only becoz its fast and probably…I am use to it. And after reacting, it strike me that CHANGE has occurred and I forgot to keep this in mind. Now how shd I avoid this????I want some program configured to tat situation so that it will remind me of the CHANGE.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;Right now I’m struggling with myself why I’m not accepting this CHANGE. I am seriously helpless. I want to make things work and its me only who will mess up everything. Really mess up everything. I’ll make my own ppl angry. I’ll make my own ppl to go away from me. Smthing like I’ll myself make my breath to stop, I myself make me angry, I myself will hit my head.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;If I got that software, I’ll make all the entries in that s/w about the different different situation and the expected response or a message pop-up. So @ proper time I’ll behave properly. I remember I asked some highly technical guy @IBM who was telling me abt his 10 filled patents related to software… “that is it possible to read human mind through s/w”. And he said YES. “A software can read human mind”. Now I am w8ing for that software to come in market.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; </content> </entry>  <entry> <author> <name>Poo</name> <uri>http://sweet-poo.blogspirit.com/about.html</uri> </author> <title>Love and marriage: different????</title> <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://sweet-poo.blogspirit.com/archive/2007/09/06/love-and-marriage-different.html" />  <id>tag:sweet-poo.blogspirit.com,2007-09-06:1365893</id> <updated>2007-10-05T13:24:09+02:00</updated> <published>2007-09-06T09:45:00+02:00</published>   <summary> I heard one of&amp;nbsp; my frnd Pushp saying that there’s lot diff between love...</summary> <content type="html" xml:base="http://sweet-poo.blogspirit.com/"> &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;I heard one of&amp;nbsp; my frnd Pushp saying that there’s lot diff between love and marriage….Really I use to hear him but I never believed on his theory by hearth that time as if I never accepted his saying…. But I belive it now…why?? Even I don’t know…..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;Love is pure….this z very true….u never know when it is going to happen but it happens .ur heart doesn’t think abt caste, kundli and family, age, education..nothing…u just fall in love becoz u feel for him..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;My frnd Pushp explained me lot many times diff between this two…yesterday night I told him that yes I think he was right…love belongs to u….but ur marriage involves ur parents and hell lot of things…..while marrying smone u have to think abt ur elder or younger ones and ur parents ...but love ..u think nothing..not even a single bit ..u just love sm1 without asking ur parents…&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;Lets point out some difference……I may be right or wrong…but this z wat I know nd I think::&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;Love is simple marriage is complex…..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;Love is fortunate marriage is decision…&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;Love needs nothing, not even d permission of d one to whom u love but for marriage u need his/her permission…Point naa…..valid point….Even God can’t stop u for loving smone hmmmm…&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;Love can happen without meeting without talking ..but for marriage u need to meet, talk and know each other……smtimes we love smone with whom we never had chat, metting, phone calls..like d very famous one “ Love in first sight”..that doesn’t work with marriage.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;Love z always pure but not marriage ….many times marriages r compromises between two but love is never a compromise….&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;Love happens once only…dat sensation will cm for only one but marriages u can marry n number of times he he he.. Yes of course after getting proper divorce&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;Break-up is a term that can happen in marriages but not in love…Love never ends, never raze; I heard smwhere that it goes on and on only…&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;So d million dollar question now come to pass that wat shd one do..shd he/she believe in love and express his/her love and then regret that his/her parents or whatever constraint stopped one from getting married….or if u feel u love smone… stop urself ther only, chk out with all options whether possible to get married or not and then let the second one know abt this….well this is a question in my mind..am not getting answer…probably life will make me to understand this…&lt;/p&gt; </content> </entry>  <entry> <author> <name>Poo</name> <uri>http://sweet-poo.blogspirit.com/about.html</uri> </author> <title>Dreams</title> <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://sweet-poo.blogspirit.com/archive/2007/05/22/dreams.html" />  <id>tag:sweet-poo.blogspirit.com,2007-05-22:1284103</id> <updated>2007-05-24T08:54:10+02:00</updated> <published>2007-05-24T08:35:00+02:00</published>   <summary>  For sm1 dreams r wat they want to accomplish in life, for others dreams r...</summary> <content type="html" xml:base="http://sweet-poo.blogspirit.com/"> &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align: justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana&quot;&gt;For sm1 dreams r wat they want to accomplish in life, for others dreams r wat they can never achieve (like I dream-&amp;gt;&amp;nbsp; 5’4’’ height :) ) and for rest of the ppl dreams r their life. They r surviving for their dreams only. They think they r nothing without their dreams.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align: justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana&quot;&gt;Dreams!!! Yes I too dream. First for this world I’ll call it as my social dream. I dream God shd gift each nd everyone with kindness (humanity). Noone shd kill nyone. Also I dream noone shd talk rudely. I hate when ppl talk rudely to ny1 or if they scold nyone. I think if I’m doing nythng wrong, my dearest one shd never get angry on me infact they shd talk to me politely (as am always ready to change myself if am wrong. Afterall nobody is perfect and I am nobody).They shd correct me but never make me to cry by hurting me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align: justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana&quot;&gt;It reminds me 1 incidence. Once I lied to my mom and she got to know tat whatever I told her was nt correct. I did so bcoz I though she z nt going to understand me. Now as she got that I lied to her. I was w8ing that when my mom will start screaming (blaming) on me. I was really w8ing that my mother shd scold me for this. That was really my fault I was nt supposed to do that. But shd has taken it lightly and didn’t said a single word to me.@ night I was crying hiding myself in pillows. Morning I asked her why she is not angry on me. My word to her r like”. Mom aap muze daate do tabhi muze accha lagega…aise accha nahi lag raha….chilla kyu nahi rahi ho muze”. She replied “beta u r grownup now so I am not angry on u”…smthing like that don’t remember wat she said xactly. And from that day this Poonam thinks that noone shd get angry on her. She feels proud that in this whole world at least her mom understands me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align: justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana&quot;&gt;Well coming back to dreams. I found that I njoy knowing wat ppl xactly dreams for. I njoy when my frnds share their dream with me. Smtimes dreams make ur aimless life full of …..(not getting xact word to write down here)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align: justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class=&quot;huge&quot;&gt;I think we dream so we don't have to be apart so long. If we're in each other's dreams, we can play together all night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align: justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; </content> </entry>  <entry> <author> <name>Poo</name> <uri>http://sweet-poo.blogspirit.com/about.html</uri> </author> <title>Well In Time But No Valentine --:(</title> <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://sweet-poo.blogspirit.com/archive/2007/02/14/well-in-time-but-no-valentine.html" />  <id>tag:sweet-poo.blogspirit.com,2007-02-14:1189722</id> <updated>2007-02-14T13:57:52+01:00</updated> <published>2007-02-14T13:50:00+01:00</published>   <summary>   Manoj!!! One of my best frds..he is a nice guy….very nice person and above...</summary> <content type="html" xml:base="http://sweet-poo.blogspirit.com/"> &lt;span style=&quot;background: white; color: black&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot;&gt;Manoj!!! One of my best frds..he is a nice guy….very nice person and above all my gud frd….I always think I shd write down smthng abt him…but whenever I sit naa….i lack words…so I end up by writing 2 lines only…but still he is gud frd of mine…so on Valentine morning he was having his status msg as “Well In Time But No Valentine”…wow I’m impressed by this msg sooooo much….&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background: white; color: black&quot;&gt;So happy valentine day to u all whor reading my blogs and thanks for reading it.…Now I discover smthng that&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt; “Life without music is kindda no life” we shd at least listen 1 song a day and fully njoy it…well howz my idea…I think it gud to relax… just 1 song per day…Well am here to throw all crap of my mind ..so here I’am …suddenly I begin to realize the gravity of songs.they make&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt; u laugh, relax, dream, remember&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style=&quot;background: white; color: black&quot;&gt;ur&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style=&quot;background: white; color: black&quot;&gt;past and wat not….songs r gr8!!!they give us life or reason to smile or cry!!! They r superb…I find out smthng gud in each nd every song ..some has gud lyrics, meanings, music. Or sm songs remind u of smthing special…..like when I listen song “Thoda hai thode ki jaroorat hai..” I feel that I learned the meaning of life. I always think that we shd always be satisfied of wat we have remembering that ther r ppl in this world …those even don’t have this much and we shd always dream smthng which we don’t have…The way I dream for a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background: white; color: black&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot;&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;1) Blackcar, 2) Giving&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt; world’s costliest mobile to my brother. And blab la..&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background: white; color: black&quot;&gt;I celebrated chocolate-week… last week….how?? telling u..just relax…1 of my frd came back frm&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style=&quot;background: white; color: black&quot;&gt;London&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style=&quot;background: white; color: black&quot;&gt;with tons of chocolate for me only&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;span style=&quot;background: white; color: black; font-family: Wingdings&quot;&gt;&lt;span&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background: white; color: black&quot;&gt;..cute naa… and I frustrated him like nythng asking every sec. abt my choclate…no matter where he is….whether he is&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt; landing..his take off frm&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style=&quot;background: white; color: black&quot;&gt;London&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background: white; color: black&quot;&gt;..he is shopping there I use to torture him abt my chocolate …so he ended up with giving lots of chocolates to me along with &lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;sweet gift for me….so my lunch, dinner, snacks , breakfast all starts and end with chocolate as I ve to finish it bcoz I demanded for it….&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background: white; color: black&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot;&gt;Atlast how I am…am just asking this question to myself…ppl say am crazy for small small thngs…well that’s true…ppl say am bachii..hmm that may be true no comments frm my side…ppl say am stupid.., short nd all crap. Well am still finding out myself….hell lot of comments I use to collect frm my frds nd I really njoy doing it…I consider myself not a simple creature of GOD.. yes am complicated one and mostly “A Confused Personality”…&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 0pt&quot; class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 0pt&quot; class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background: white; color: black&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot;&gt;Writing it in hurry...plz avoid typo if any.....&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; </content> </entry>  <entry> <author> <name>Poo</name> <uri>http://sweet-poo.blogspirit.com/about.html</uri> </author> <title>I love being a writer... What I can't stand is the paperwork</title> <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://sweet-poo.blogspirit.com/archive/2007/01/31/i-love-being-a-writer-what-i-can-t-stand-is-the-paperwork.html" />  <id>tag:sweet-poo.blogspirit.com,2007-01-31:1174199</id> <updated>2007-01-31T06:56:44+01:00</updated> <published>2007-01-31T06:50:00+01:00</published>   <summary>  Poem-Part1.JPG    &amp;nbsp;    Poem-Part2.JPG  </summary> <content type="html" xml:base="http://sweet-poo.blogspirit.com/"> &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://sweet-poo.blogspirit.com/files/Poem-Part1.JPG&quot;&gt;Poem-Part1.JPG&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://sweet-poo.blogspirit.com/files/Poem-Part2.JPG&quot;&gt;Poem-Part2.JPG&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; </content> </entry>  </feed>