<?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-2039011348255142646</id><updated>2011-11-18T04:10:09.882-08:00</updated><category term='racism'/><category term='me'/><category term='shilpa'/><category term='to emerge from dark'/><category term='aim'/><category term='mahabharata'/><category term='relationships'/><category term='Blue Eyes Technology'/><category term='being a girl'/><category term='strrugles'/><category term='india'/><category term='motive of living'/><category term='roadies'/><category term='love'/><category term='lesson'/><category term='profession'/><category term='travelling'/><category term='opinions'/><category term='management'/><category term='life'/><title type='text'>¼ÁÁŠMÄÅ™</title><subtitle type='html'>SKY IS NOT THE LIMIT...!!!!
PANKH PHELA AUR UDTA CHAL...DUNIYA TUMHARA INTZAAR KAR RAHI HAI...!!!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chunahaiaasman.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2039011348255142646/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chunahaiaasman.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>koyal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04392429246379965440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>18</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2039011348255142646.post-2063175858796357974</id><published>2011-10-17T23:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-18T00:36:46.389-07:00</updated><title type='text'>How to make a relationship healthy ..</title><content type='html'>This post of mine is dedicated to all questions and queries one has in mind before getting into a relationship. There are a lot of questions popping in mind without any stop -- Have u been in relationship b4 ? Why was there a breakup ? Are you a virgin ? Blah !!! More than seeing the compatibility , the understanding , things which bother to general mass are incidences which happened in our past. Why don't they understand its because of that past today we are what we are. I feel a mere realization of mistakes  committed in past is enough to have a healthy future. Just that one should make sure that the kinds of mistake done should not be repeated. However you're always free to commit new kinds of them . Why would a person want his spouse to be a fresh nut when he's himself is not one. We all have the freedom to try our luck with the search of finding out the most compatible people in the world. Some find them easily , and some don't - doesn't mean you start questioning there character . All it means is things have not been easy for them.I always believe if you have to please anyone in the world  first please yourself. In this life , crying over a relationship which did not work should be the last thing one should do . You should learn from that and just move forward. And yes questions and queries about you being a virgin - I would say you have full rights not to answer that question . That's something as personal as how many times you shit a day . Dude !! That is what all you want ? Don't you ? Grow up !  One should never try to judge someone on the counts of bf/gf they have made in past. If you really wanna judge , judge on what they have learn't from it. The more they've learnt , the more tarnished and ready they are to be with you. Love is the warmth you share with that person , not about the warmth which were shared with others. Don't be with someone just because you feel he's sexy , he has money. Be with him because he respects who you are regardless of what you have been , or what you are gonna turn into tomorrow. Be with him because for all you know he's the most compatible person you can find in life. Be with him because you know you can be his for all your life. Be with him because you know , He's the only one you can live a lifetime with... Love is about living a lifetime together not about cribbing over incidences.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2039011348255142646-2063175858796357974?l=chunahaiaasman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chunahaiaasman.blogspot.com/feeds/2063175858796357974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2039011348255142646&amp;postID=2063175858796357974' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2039011348255142646/posts/default/2063175858796357974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2039011348255142646/posts/default/2063175858796357974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chunahaiaasman.blogspot.com/2011/10/how-to-make-relationship-healthy.html' title='How to make a relationship healthy ..'/><author><name>koyal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04392429246379965440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2039011348255142646.post-3602787626775539308</id><published>2010-10-04T01:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-04T01:37:05.817-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blue Eyes Technology'/><title type='text'>Blue Eyes Technology!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="width:425px" id="__ss_2333478"&gt;&lt;strong style="display:block;margin:12px 0 4px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slideshare.net/Colloquium/blue-eyes-technology-2333478" title="Blue Eyes Technology"&gt;Blue Eyes Technology&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;object id="__sse2333478" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://static.slidesharecdn.com/swf/ssplayer2.swf?doc=blueeyestechnology-091023231421-phpapp02&amp;amp;stripped_title=blue-eyes-technology-2333478&amp;amp;userName=Colloquium"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed name="__sse2333478" src="http://static.slidesharecdn.com/swf/ssplayer2.swf?doc=blueeyestechnology-091023231421-phpapp02&amp;amp;stripped_title=blue-eyes-technology-2333478&amp;amp;userName=Colloquium" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div style="padding:5px 0 12px"&gt;View more &lt;a href="http://www.slideshare.net/"&gt;presentations&lt;/a&gt; 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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 130px; height: 87px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3kU0ZeEdwZ8/Skjr6SZ0-FI/AAAAAAAAAJk/sxV_e9YY5bk/s320/racism.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352787543734941778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;We were yet to forget&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;controversial issue of Shilpa Shetty being a target of racist talks and torture, another confronting issue in Australia came up. Shilpa almost became a world icon against racism. What's with India that it has always been victim of such kind of attacks ?? I mean why is only INDIA into this problem everytime . I feel there is something in us which needs to be changed. only a racist can identify a racist .&lt;br /&gt;Youngistan has been quite agaist these attacks over a few months.There were many hot reactions from all indians in and outside India which came up over the period of time. But I feel there is  a technical problem in we "the people".&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever seen a tag" a dark complexion bride needed" in matimonials . Hardly one can find such miraculous articles. But one can definetly find adds for sunscreens,whitening lotions etc. How crazy are  people for " fair glow soaps, or fair and lovelys..", what excitement they have to grow fair.These days fair skin has become the passport for our social acceptance.&lt;br /&gt;We fight among ourselves, but when it comes to the similar kind of fight in austarlia or britain, what is to make such a fuss about..?? I mean just check out, MNS  targeting north Indians, or Shiv Sena targeting south Indians. Its all one and the same.&lt;br /&gt;I mean if people are so bloody unhappy with these attacks in australia , let them go back to India. Afterall it was they who had chosen their studies over other small priorities and went there. They definetly knew that they won't be treated the same as the first citizens of the nation are treated. These things happen everywhere,being governed by the universal law of humanity "favouritism" .&lt;br /&gt;As far as students going there for higher studies are concerned , they should be a little insensitive to all these social activities and should concentrate more on the thing they have gone to do . And they must know that a respectable performance in any indian university is being given more weightage than the b-grade degree in any university abroad these days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2039011348255142646-5581566376165532490?l=chunahaiaasman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chunahaiaasman.blogspot.com/feeds/5581566376165532490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2039011348255142646&amp;postID=5581566376165532490' title='44 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2039011348255142646/posts/default/5581566376165532490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2039011348255142646/posts/default/5581566376165532490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chunahaiaasman.blogspot.com/2009/06/is-pale-skin-testimonial-to-social-rank.html' title='Is pale skin a testimonial to social rank??'/><author><name>koyal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04392429246379965440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3kU0ZeEdwZ8/Skjr6SZ0-FI/AAAAAAAAAJk/sxV_e9YY5bk/s72-c/racism.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>44</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2039011348255142646.post-7369445965603465030</id><published>2009-04-30T03:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T08:50:27.823-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='opinions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>OPINIONS ARE NOT EVIDENCES...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3kU0ZeEdwZ8/SfmDArcYyrI/AAAAAAAAAJU/xg2v21yVqoY/s1600-h/opinions.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 118px; height: 118px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3kU0ZeEdwZ8/SfmDArcYyrI/AAAAAAAAAJU/xg2v21yVqoY/s320/opinions.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330435681654721202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Days together I thought ....&lt;br /&gt;Oh !! Shah !! What people would be thinking about me...&lt;br /&gt;I should not do  this, or else what would my friend about me.&lt;br /&gt;I should not see this , I might land with a bad image.&lt;br /&gt;I should not talk to this guy , they might think bad about us.&lt;br /&gt;Goodness, I was so loaded with these thoughts that I never did anything what my heart actually wanted to. I kept on doing those things which might add to the image I carry in society.Is life all about being a society bound. No now I want to break free all these shackles of slumber and fly high. Because ultimately they would never work for me, for opinions may vary from people to people. At one side I might be making some lot happy, but at the other side by doing this I am disappointing so many. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;So despite of being  image conscious and not doing the things you like, one should try to do things which he wants the most to happen. Because even if you pull your whole life being image conscious, one mistake you commit and your image is lost. And being a normal human being you are not perfect to say that you won't commit mistake. So take pride in being "YOU", because your creator  is also the same as that of the person  commenting on you. So permit all opinions coming to you, don't let them dishearten you. Grade them according to your heart, Even if your heart things a bit that opinion is right then use it for your own good. Improve yourself with these opinions , and if you can't just chuck them and "LIVE LIVELY"...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2039011348255142646-7369445965603465030?l=chunahaiaasman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chunahaiaasman.blogspot.com/feeds/7369445965603465030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2039011348255142646&amp;postID=7369445965603465030' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2039011348255142646/posts/default/7369445965603465030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2039011348255142646/posts/default/7369445965603465030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chunahaiaasman.blogspot.com/2009/04/opinions-are-not-evidences.html' title='OPINIONS ARE NOT EVIDENCES...'/><author><name>koyal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04392429246379965440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3kU0ZeEdwZ8/SfmDArcYyrI/AAAAAAAAAJU/xg2v21yVqoY/s72-c/opinions.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2039011348255142646.post-47158027079527129</id><published>2009-04-28T13:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T08:50:59.579-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='roadies'/><title type='text'>THE SPIRIT OF A ROADY..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3kU0ZeEdwZ8/SfdccdOOWHI/AAAAAAAAAJM/JLgROdlkXVs/s1600-h/roadies1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 143px; height: 89px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3kU0ZeEdwZ8/SfdccdOOWHI/AAAAAAAAAJM/JLgROdlkXVs/s320/roadies1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329830327966652530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Way back when Raghu and Rajiv started this show what could have been their motive. Sometimes I seriously ponder over it but never arrive to the actual reason for the creation of ROADIES. Could it have been just to search the most dare devil person, to check his or her physical strenght to fight against the collapsing tasks, to check their skills and smartness, or the x-factor, or could it be to see how they manage to survive after the unhealthy and partial voteouts..?? Above all, was its just a successful business plan?? Its difficult to decide what was the motive , but swear whatever the motive was it was invincible and unshakable....&lt;br /&gt;Today when I see people voting out just because of personal hatred and invalid reasons , I really feel bad on the creator's part .Searching a man who knows to keep a balance behind emotions and survival, who knows the meaning of a true phenomenal performance in a task, who knows courage before strategies , and who knows how to keep cool every time ..this noble motive of roadies has been corrupted by the politics played behind the scenes. The gals and guys selected pay more importance on keeping good relationships with their fellow competetors than performing well on tasks. That is never a good sign.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Specially this time when I saw Paulomi being thrown out of the show, and Palak surviving till the end despite of all odd circumstances was an absolute injustice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;There is an urgent need of revival of the total casts and crew and the game strategy to keep the show going on performance basis than on anything else.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2039011348255142646-47158027079527129?l=chunahaiaasman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chunahaiaasman.blogspot.com/feeds/47158027079527129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2039011348255142646&amp;postID=47158027079527129' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2039011348255142646/posts/default/47158027079527129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2039011348255142646/posts/default/47158027079527129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chunahaiaasman.blogspot.com/2009/04/spirit-of-roady_28.html' title='THE SPIRIT OF A ROADY..'/><author><name>koyal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04392429246379965440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3kU0ZeEdwZ8/SfdccdOOWHI/AAAAAAAAAJM/JLgROdlkXVs/s72-c/roadies1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2039011348255142646.post-1267461344304100585</id><published>2009-04-27T12:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T08:51:38.283-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travelling'/><title type='text'>Travelling is all about soul and not about places..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3kU0ZeEdwZ8/SfYJKOTf9AI/AAAAAAAAAI0/8DTm8Z7r3FI/s1600-h/travel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 129px; height: 108px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3kU0ZeEdwZ8/SfYJKOTf9AI/AAAAAAAAAI0/8DTm8Z7r3FI/s320/travel.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329457280282784770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;One thing I learned from my grandfather was how to be happy in the time of blue. Ah! How dynamic personality was he . Whatsoever things came and went in his way ,one thing that was eternal  was "the passion of  travelling". Might be this was one reason he was young at heart even at an age of 100.&lt;br /&gt;Well things went on and finally it came to be like this that I inherited the same gene of travelling . Today people have classified this passion in so many types based on the type of people and their motive and also their mode involved in it . Ranging from honeymoon travels to the explorations,  from a professional visit to a small holiday. Of all bads today ,the worst is people don't even have the freedom to hover around the places of their fancies because those places are unstable when it comes to normal living.&lt;br /&gt;You see the nature and its boundless beauty. You release your tensions and breathe peace. The sense of calmness dissolutes in every nerve of your body and soul. Travelling is never about just going to hill stations , beaches or other tourists hot-spots. Its just about knowing things around you more closely and feeling them. You can travel just in  a small lawn , or a street. You need not spend so much of money and plan a trip to a place with all packed schedules for day and night. That just adds to the list of the places you know but never gives you the peace, the change or the break from a monotony which are the ultimate consequences of travelling.&lt;br /&gt;Apart from all these basics, travelling revitalizes your every emotion , brings endless freshness in the way you think , the way you dress and the way you react. A full combo of all these change makes you more positive, and more open to the problems in the world. Everytime you travel , you reduce a bigger problem into a small one. Thereafter the capacity of yours to withstand every hardships in your life increases. Your mind thinks fast and you add to your success . A bigger problem seems to be small and smaller seems to be nothing . And thus you head towards a happy and peaceful life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2039011348255142646-1267461344304100585?l=chunahaiaasman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chunahaiaasman.blogspot.com/feeds/1267461344304100585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2039011348255142646&amp;postID=1267461344304100585' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2039011348255142646/posts/default/1267461344304100585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2039011348255142646/posts/default/1267461344304100585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chunahaiaasman.blogspot.com/2009/04/start-travelling-for-every-solution-in.html' title='Travelling is all about soul and not about places..'/><author><name>koyal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04392429246379965440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3kU0ZeEdwZ8/SfYJKOTf9AI/AAAAAAAAAI0/8DTm8Z7r3FI/s72-c/travel.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2039011348255142646.post-537036724720919372</id><published>2009-04-23T10:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T08:52:53.207-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='strrugles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='to emerge from dark'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='motive of living'/><title type='text'>Keeping yourself composed in dark times...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3kU0ZeEdwZ8/SfCl98vazRI/AAAAAAAAAIs/d61jn22QOEQ/s1600-h/furious.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 134px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3kU0ZeEdwZ8/SfCl98vazRI/AAAAAAAAAIs/d61jn22QOEQ/s320/furious.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327940842874916114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Sometimes I wonder , how important can it be keeping yourself composed in your hard times. At times its more important to keep your furious feelings inside you , than releasing it out and destroying your relations. I don't ask anyone to compromise but there is a  professional rule which should always be obeyed.. 'Anything not done on the right time looses its relevance . You can shout at that time , but it won't help. In turn it will destroy the mood and might lead to some negative effect on your post and position. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But this does not mean you keep mum and show that you are weak. If you think you have sufficient proof in your hand to prove an edge over others .. continue, or else its better to save your ass. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Times change and with them changes the situation we are into. What you were yesterday , you are not today and what you are today , you won't be tomorrow. The only thing you should ensure is every day you improve, enhance your skills and channelize them in the right direction and wait for the time when everything favors you. Retreat back then, take the revenge , but make it sure that after that you don't make them enemies . Try making them the people who are bound to support you because that's the only option remaining.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2039011348255142646-537036724720919372?l=chunahaiaasman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chunahaiaasman.blogspot.com/feeds/537036724720919372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2039011348255142646&amp;postID=537036724720919372' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2039011348255142646/posts/default/537036724720919372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2039011348255142646/posts/default/537036724720919372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chunahaiaasman.blogspot.com/2009/04/keeping-yourself-composed-in-dark-times.html' title='Keeping yourself composed in dark times...'/><author><name>koyal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04392429246379965440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3kU0ZeEdwZ8/SfCl98vazRI/AAAAAAAAAIs/d61jn22QOEQ/s72-c/furious.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2039011348255142646.post-4889158074931314588</id><published>2009-04-22T12:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T08:53:36.843-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='profession'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aim'/><title type='text'>Need of pesonal relation and socialising in a profession??</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3kU0ZeEdwZ8/Se9vSZhcLpI/AAAAAAAAAIk/SfDg6F2PHtA/s1600-h/hhj.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 100px; height: 127px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3kU0ZeEdwZ8/Se9vSZhcLpI/AAAAAAAAAIk/SfDg6F2PHtA/s320/hhj.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327599246082059922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;In today's modern world when recognizing the boundary of being personal  in public and private sectors is talked about , I start pondering .. "Is socialising only a need for the survival of the company."  "Is it needed for a professional to have a good personal(social) relationship with the high degree officials and dignitories or can he survivie purely on his skills ??"&lt;br /&gt;Well from the completely professional standpoint a true professional should not be committed to anything other than his job or the task he has been assigned to perform. But when you go and have a close look in the working sectors today this concept seems to be something which no more than a piece of theory which was practiced decades before.&lt;br /&gt;Today the scenario is very different. Here people pay more heed to personal relationship than professional performance. Though it sounds very lame on the ethical ground, but this has become the gurumantra of every private and public sector companies. One might think this aspect a consequence of such a huge outburst in the number of employees.&lt;br /&gt;But overall, doing something for oneself is not wrong. One might go to impress the dignitories by telecasting his brimming qualities, but not at the cost of fellow employees. I mean to say at one time or the other one has to go through this phase of choosing one between self respect and flourishing future because " what's the scene today , we can't figure it out....&lt;br /&gt;and what we figure out , is no more true...!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/2039011348255142646-4889158074931314588?l=chunahaiaasman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chunahaiaasman.blogspot.com/feeds/4889158074931314588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2039011348255142646&amp;postID=4889158074931314588' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2039011348255142646/posts/default/4889158074931314588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2039011348255142646/posts/default/4889158074931314588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chunahaiaasman.blogspot.com/2009/04/need-of-pesonal-relation-and.html' title='Need of pesonal relation and socialising in a profession??'/><author><name>koyal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04392429246379965440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3kU0ZeEdwZ8/Se9vSZhcLpI/AAAAAAAAAIk/SfDg6F2PHtA/s72-c/hhj.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2039011348255142646.post-9065847463462595729</id><published>2008-10-09T12:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T08:55:51.167-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mahabharata'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='profession'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='management'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='strrugles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aim'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='motive of living'/><title type='text'>MAHABHARATA AND MANAGEMENT..!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3kU0ZeEdwZ8/SO5h_Ma4ZUI/AAAAAAAAAIc/ucDXxZ5CPio/s1600-h/imagesMMMM.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3kU0ZeEdwZ8/SO5h_Ma4ZUI/AAAAAAAAAIc/ucDXxZ5CPio/s320/imagesMMMM.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255245553481573698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;YADAA YADAA HI DHARMASYA , GLANIR BHAVATI BHARATA;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;ABHUTHANAM ADHARMASYA,TADATMANAM SRUJAMRUIHAM.....!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Lord Krishna said.."Whenever Dharma would be at stake, I would reincarnate to save this Dharti(EARTH)..!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Friends I want to share something very revolutionary . About "MEANS AND MANAGEMENT..!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;After attending a great seminar like  today..Ah..!! Anyone would be forced to write. And this blog I make a &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;must to be read &lt;/span&gt;for all unfortunates who din't attend the seminar. The topic was " MAHABHARATA AND MANAGEMENT"..!!The topic sounds wonderful..Isn't it?? Commencing with the most important part of Mahabharata.."PANDAVAS".Though they were just five, but still were a perfect example of a team. Team with all qualities....let me describe them in detail..GOING IN ASCENDING ORDER OF AGE...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;&lt;span&gt;1.SAHDEVA&lt;/span&gt;     : Known for his intelligence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;&lt;span&gt;2.NAKULA&lt;/span&gt;      : For his horse riding&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;&lt;span&gt;3.ARJUNA&lt;/span&gt;      : Archery&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;&lt;span&gt;4.BHIMA       &lt;/span&gt;: Power and strength&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;&lt;span&gt;5.YUDHISTHIR&lt;/span&gt;  : Ethics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;&lt;span&gt;0.KRISHNA     &lt;/span&gt;: An invincible leader&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;So don't you find a perfect team combo?? Intelligence and planning in form of Sahdeva is there, horse riding depicting speed with smoothness is too there.Archery denoting accuracy and dedicated patience is there. Power in form of Bhima also counts itself into the team and above all the most mandatory part of any team..... Discipline in form of Yudhishthir is too present.And last but not the least the most importent part of the team, the base ,the foundation of team... an invincible and a wise leader-LORD KRISHNA. Is anything missing?? No?? Yes?? Its DRAUPADI...!!! So what do you think this part of team is for?? A force or something?? Or an entertainment factor..?? Its for none of these... Its for Glamour..!!!  And hence a perfect team is complete.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Come to the Mahabharata war...How it all started??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;But let me tell you a small incident that took place before it..Once DURYODHANA and ARJUNA went to Krishna. Both of them asked for his help at the same time. What could he have done.. ?? He gave them an option one of the either ... "1. either me or 2. my arm." And guess what.. Arjuna opted for Krishna and Duryodhana for his arm and hence it all started. Yeah..!! The main conditions were given that Krishna was not supposed to use his super human powers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Krishna always said.. "Dharma is the end what you achieve. Means don't count into Dharma." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Let's infer something from this and apply it in the management arena. So what can we infer?? Management is something which does require some ethics . But friends its not a place where you show your commitment to truth. Its a place where you gotta show your commitment to skills and plan to achieve the end . The path you achieve it is not important. I don't say u can do anything and everything . You gotta maintain minimum possible ethics to govern you, ..apart from that its you, your team and your leader whose wiseness is going to be counted. Good managers are not those who stand on there principles even if they come on a position to be thrown out of the company. They may be a good person but mind you, they would be failures when it comes to management.A good manager would be the one who would act wise and save his job. FRIENDS..!! &lt;span&gt;A GOOD MANAGER CAN BE A GOOD PERSON BUT A GOOD PERSON CAN'T BE A GREAT MANAGER.HE HAS TO PLAY SOMETIME OR THE OTHER..!!"&lt;/span&gt; All these discussions were mainly to highlight the fact that " &lt;span&gt;DHARMA IS THE DESTINATION AND NOT THE PATH WHICH IS TAKEN TO REACH IT...!!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;And let me justify all this by giving some examples....starting from very begining Arjuna, the main hero, was a man who was determined not to fight against his own brother's Kauravas. Everyone including Krishna knew this that he was the backbone of the Pandavas. Now it all came to Krishna ..How he his going to take Arjuna all into it ..??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;and he being a wise leader thought of a plan...PLAN SAYS THAT : During Kurukshetra Krishna sent Abhimanyu (son of Arjun who heard how everything about how to get into a chakrvyuh when he was in his mom's womb) in the war to handle the chakrvyuh. He  knew that Abhimanyu doesn't know how to come out of the chakrvyuh.He knew that Abhimnyu will die. But he had to do that because probably this was the best plan which can convince arjuna to go for a war against his brothers..."his son's death made him outrageous".As said this was not bad of Krishna. It was all a smart decesion which proves that he was a  good leader.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Come to the main scene of the war..The other side of the war were Kauravas out of which four were the main heros..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;1. BHISHMA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;2. DHRONACHARYA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;3. KARNA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;4. DURYODHANA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;And one thing I wanna mention before anything is Duryodhana was a great leader too .A leader who despite of seeing defeat all around , he was someone who despite of so many negatives happening around still continued to remain on the same stand that he was going to win.A leader should be like him who pumps his army ,his team, and above all keeps himself going in high spirits everytime.... Let me tell you Duryodhana was defeated in wrong terms.. otherwise even he was invincible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;AND now MAHABHARATA WAR... before all wars there takes place a negotiation. this case was no different. Krishna- the leader went to Duryodhana to solve everything. He asked for five states.. Duryodhan said no!! He asked for five cities  ..Duryodhana again said no!! Krishna asked for five houses atleast and again Duryodhana said no!!  And that's all it was all done. Krishna came back and announced a war against Kauravas. And this was the second evidence that proved that he was an excellent leader. And the greatest war of mankind was declared. Every step took by Krishna were wrong in some or the other way when it came to ethics but then it was already said the means are never important. Coming to the first strength of Kauravas..BHISMA:(who was blessed that he can decide his own death). So such a person being in the war , it was impossible to win. And being the most cunning of all.. Krishna came up with a plan.Once Bhishma was on array of arrows with his head facing the ground.He asked for water and no one could give him because it was impossible to feed him with his head bend down. Krishna called Arjuna in the scene , asked him to shoot an arrow just below Bhishma's head and Ganga's water came out as fountain. Everyone was surprised to see hi power and they gave up almost . Bhishma said he won't fight against this invincible man who can make Ganga come out of land. He even asked Duryodhana to forget about the war.But Duryodhana was another good leader who carried his spirits despite of so much negatives around. So a grand powerful Bhisma was out. Now came the chapter of Guru Dhronacharya(Guru of everyone). It's quite obvious, defeating a Guru is not a small deal. He had one rule for himself that he would never fight a war without his son Ashwathama. So what do you think Krishna would have done now?? Again a wise decesion and that was- Krishna asked Yudhishthir to say in public that Aswathama is dead....because everyone would believe his words ,he being a man full with ethical rules. but it was all against Yudhishthir's principle.."telling a lie". So what would Krishna have done? He made Yudhishthir to speak this..(blue lettered words were asked to be said loudly and rest very soft so that they were not heard)" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Ashwathama&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;'s elephant( which actually was dead)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;has died&lt;/span&gt;..!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;!" Dhronacharya believed this and comitted suicide. Second chapter was too over . You can see that the means used were definetly a cheating...but everything is fair to achieve Dharma. Coming to third sub part, actually then only two people had the power to shoot Bramhastra.."Karna and Arjun".. Krishna made them both fight, Karna was killed, actually because he was cheated by arjuna who shooted an arrow (bramhastra: the deadliest weopen then) on Karna when he was just preparing for a planned fight..this all being directed by Mr Krishna..!!Last chapter ,after whom kauravas were all defeated. Duryodhana had a power that he can't die by any other thing hitting on any other part of his body except his below abdomen flex. Lord krishna knew that. He asked Bhima to hit Duryodhana at that part eventhough this was against the rule of the fight between the two .Duryodhana died and victory was of Pandavas. They achieved "Dharma-the final destiny". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;So this is same a management area requires- skill, accuracy,basic ethics, speed and above all a strong willpower and last but not not least a good,wise, and a cunning leader with full knowledge of strength and weakness of his area, a a full mind made plan of how to tackle the people. The plan should definetly counter the main problem. Strategies are definetly the most important things too be taken in account. You can see the strategies used by Pandavas were against all etics, even then they achieved Dharma and on the other side Kauravas though used th right means but they were the loosers. So its not emotions and vitues like truth neede all the time in this field.A perfect teamwork and stronger willpower despite of all negatives happening around. That's how the main layout of everything about management is. Apart from this I think my readers are wise enough to interpret things for their own in their own way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2039011348255142646-9065847463462595729?l=chunahaiaasman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chunahaiaasman.blogspot.com/feeds/9065847463462595729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2039011348255142646&amp;postID=9065847463462595729' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2039011348255142646/posts/default/9065847463462595729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2039011348255142646/posts/default/9065847463462595729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chunahaiaasman.blogspot.com/2008/10/mahabharata-and-management.html' title='MAHABHARATA AND MANAGEMENT..!!!'/><author><name>koyal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04392429246379965440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3kU0ZeEdwZ8/SO5h_Ma4ZUI/AAAAAAAAAIc/ucDXxZ5CPio/s72-c/imagesMMMM.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2039011348255142646.post-88719807330035270</id><published>2008-09-29T10:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T08:57:13.418-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aim'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='motive of living'/><title type='text'>chuna hai aasma....!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3kU0ZeEdwZ8/SOEM5uEQlgI/AAAAAAAAAHg/lOHmgxuS454/s1600-h/PM5009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3kU0ZeEdwZ8/SOEM5uEQlgI/AAAAAAAAAHg/lOHmgxuS454/s320/PM5009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251492826248680962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Here comes the very motive of this blog...since I was born I kept my eye glittering that one fine day even I will touch the sky. I will fly high in the deep blue sky. There were obstacles to blow me down. Problems that shattered my glass home (The one I had decorated in my eye) into pieces...but again I collected those and again a home was built.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;It stands tough now, may be those wounds made it strong.. probably made me design it more properly everytime it was broken. The days when these dreams were in their making..ah..!! How beautiful were they..!! I still remember those days when I went up the terrace, saw shooting stars showing their magic on mind.  Since then those stars have become my friends...rather lost friends with no specific identity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;of their own... but still something in them tells me everytime that they are wating for me up there... wating for me reach them... wating for me to shine with them...probably even more brighter than them..and so I aim them...aim above sky...as sky is not my limit...!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2039011348255142646-88719807330035270?l=chunahaiaasman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chunahaiaasman.blogspot.com/feeds/88719807330035270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2039011348255142646&amp;postID=88719807330035270' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2039011348255142646/posts/default/88719807330035270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2039011348255142646/posts/default/88719807330035270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chunahaiaasman.blogspot.com/2008/09/chuna-hai-aasma.html' title='chuna hai aasma....!!!'/><author><name>koyal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04392429246379965440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3kU0ZeEdwZ8/SOEM5uEQlgI/AAAAAAAAAHg/lOHmgxuS454/s72-c/PM5009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2039011348255142646.post-6955658882016153005</id><published>2008-09-24T05:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T08:58:10.552-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='being a girl'/><title type='text'>Is it my mistake???</title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3kU0ZeEdwZ8/SNozVIzyIQI/AAAAAAAAAHI/rQSIAp1TS7c/s1600-h/imageseyes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3kU0ZeEdwZ8/SNozVIzyIQI/AAAAAAAAAHI/rQSIAp1TS7c/s320/imageseyes.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249564753888682242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I wanna make clear to all my readers that you won't find any specific class of topics in this blog, its all in general. No techniques, no social melodrama,  no science and no formulas..But one thing (as an author) I would like to mention is all posts of this blog would have one thing in common and that is emotins. Emotions ranging from love , passion, sorrow, heartbreak, seperation, comfort, hatred ,compassion bla bla bla.... I know you people are when it comes to english..AND THIS ONE IS DEDICATED TO EMOTIONS OF BEING A GIRL..!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I would start with a question .. what comes to your mind when you see the girl above in the pic???? PLEASE (DISCOMFORTS ARE REGRETTED) ... without reading further if you can publish a comment which answers this question...Well if asked to me I would say a girl fighting for herself, a girl on a revolution.But revolution against whom??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;FRIENDS .. its no simple revolt as done here and there in the street, its a revolt on a much larger scale yet a silent one..she fights against the world silently.!!! I don't know why I caught hold of this topic but something definetly bothers me and so I write about all this. They say today a girl's steps match with that of boys. Fine I do agree on this ... I know they have come up on ground where work and living is concerned. But has this change occurred in people's mind to..?? Larger part of our country lies dying with the same thought still. Girls - Ah..!!! A weaker gender..!! Today when a girl walks along a street guys crack cheap jokes on her face,and she is helpless. She can also go and slap them on the very moment.. but there lies a differene..and that is female hormone is the most composed one not like a cheaper male one..!! It's not a disclaimer to anyone...no offence but these things are practical. AND IT HURTS..!!!! Is it her mistake?? These things happen with each and every female. They get so used to all this. But is this going to solve this problem ...?? I guess no..!! She has to fight . Silence needs to be broken now. It's high time. So let's rise and revolt not against the people but the evil...!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2039011348255142646-6955658882016153005?l=chunahaiaasman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chunahaiaasman.blogspot.com/feeds/6955658882016153005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2039011348255142646&amp;postID=6955658882016153005' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2039011348255142646/posts/default/6955658882016153005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2039011348255142646/posts/default/6955658882016153005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chunahaiaasman.blogspot.com/2008/09/is-it-my-mistake.html' title='Is it my mistake???'/><author><name>koyal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04392429246379965440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3kU0ZeEdwZ8/SNozVIzyIQI/AAAAAAAAAHI/rQSIAp1TS7c/s72-c/imageseyes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2039011348255142646.post-1110744082695249304</id><published>2008-09-22T07:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T08:59:42.426-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='strrugles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Do you have an option..????</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;a style="font-family: lucida grande;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3kU0ZeEdwZ8/SNex0vlyQFI/AAAAAAAAAGo/QhgaKJnmHNM/s1600-h/ATgAAADKDiMq4AMbU6cmjpbyU4JF-OvqeYsxyH7vuFuhMQ2W0z6sHomDxNb7i4IimfI5Z8HbbgfeiRbsDS3pRIak5c1uAJtU9VASAmKSZ0sLojv-zip48pjioxgZuQ.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3kU0ZeEdwZ8/SNex0vlyQFI/AAAAAAAAAGo/QhgaKJnmHNM/s320/ATgAAADKDiMq4AMbU6cmjpbyU4JF-OvqeYsxyH7vuFuhMQ2W0z6sHomDxNb7i4IimfI5Z8HbbgfeiRbsDS3pRIak5c1uAJtU9VASAmKSZ0sLojv-zip48pjioxgZuQ.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248859410409865298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I KOYAL , a few months ago lost all my belief in love at this age. Probably it was because I never got to see a real one. I saw people playing with body, mind , soul and what not. And when they lost interest in this game , they didn't stop playing,they still played but shifted to next player. Why?? Do you have an answer to this..?? And the part for which I felt sorry was... When you go and ask them about there present relationship ... they laugh and say "Who cares ?? Its just for fun...!!!!" Ah..!! I don't know what they meant by fun..?? If you people have an answer please do write me a comment...I will be grateful to you for answering this..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;I always thought boys were wrong but never had enough proof to justify this thought of mine. But recently what I saw changed  my mind.( Girls ..!! No partiality  but I tell this being a judge..).I saw one of my aquaintance suffering because his girl shifted to the next player. I felt his condition would have been so bad seeing this happening infront of his eye. How would he be feeling..?? Shit man..!! I curse that girl ..!!And the sadest part was even after all this happened he never blamed the girl. He took the blame on himself. May be this was a true love. There were many incidents alike which happened before this one. I saw one of the guy left his MBA in a very renowned university of India just because his girl did not qualify the same . Now both of them are preparing hard together for CAT. I started believing in love. People can love . Yeah..!! Its a hard truth that its very rare to find true love at this age. Most of the conditions you find people falling in love .. But how can it be a love when you don't rise in it..??? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;DON'T TAKE PEOPLE FOR GRANTED..!!! IT MAY HURT YOU BADLY....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2039011348255142646-1110744082695249304?l=chunahaiaasman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chunahaiaasman.blogspot.com/feeds/1110744082695249304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2039011348255142646&amp;postID=1110744082695249304' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2039011348255142646/posts/default/1110744082695249304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2039011348255142646/posts/default/1110744082695249304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chunahaiaasman.blogspot.com/2008/09/do-you-have-option.html' title='Do you have an option..????'/><author><name>koyal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04392429246379965440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3kU0ZeEdwZ8/SNex0vlyQFI/AAAAAAAAAGo/QhgaKJnmHNM/s72-c/ATgAAADKDiMq4AMbU6cmjpbyU4JF-OvqeYsxyH7vuFuhMQ2W0z6sHomDxNb7i4IimfI5Z8HbbgfeiRbsDS3pRIak5c1uAJtU9VASAmKSZ0sLojv-zip48pjioxgZuQ.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2039011348255142646.post-7172251471405078773</id><published>2008-09-21T05:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T09:00:48.032-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='strrugles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='to emerge from dark'/><title type='text'>WHEN YOU BECOME A PLAY GAME....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: lucida grande;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3kU0ZeEdwZ8/SNZEKJord1I/AAAAAAAAAGA/_QQa-Qd4fBc/s1600-h/ATcAAACWxpJMazmUUtJLeEiG67A3ArMUjsokc1qamoKX9Rjs3g_tfhKZRsJ_4_CszrQIQUUnagtJYjtZv7XjPO8Cjo9cAJtU9VBw6Mv6dXhreviKoQYsqlSPM48OoQ.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3kU0ZeEdwZ8/SNZEKJord1I/AAAAAAAAAGA/_QQa-Qd4fBc/s320/ATcAAACWxpJMazmUUtJLeEiG67A3ArMUjsokc1qamoKX9Rjs3g_tfhKZRsJ_4_CszrQIQUUnagtJYjtZv7XjPO8Cjo9cAJtU9VBw6Mv6dXhreviKoQYsqlSPM48OoQ.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248457356922812242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;IT hurts...But how many will understand?? How it feels when your emotions lie on the playing court?? How it feels when they are ready to be misunderstood?? How it feels when the person whom you consider your god never cares about  you and is ready to bruise your feelings anytime and everytime ?? It feels like hell..You question your birth?? Were you born so that people can use you for there momentary gain and throw you without any conditions thereafter...???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;You look back and laugh at yourself and your foolishness. Again you cared for a wrong person. But someone inside you says " you can't change yourself and your morals just because they are not respected." You think its none of your business to check people from the otherside of the commitment.. You just have to love without any terms and conditions and keep yourself going even if you don't get the same in return.......  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2039011348255142646-7172251471405078773?l=chunahaiaasman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chunahaiaasman.blogspot.com/feeds/7172251471405078773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2039011348255142646&amp;postID=7172251471405078773' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2039011348255142646/posts/default/7172251471405078773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2039011348255142646/posts/default/7172251471405078773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chunahaiaasman.blogspot.com/2008/09/when-you-become-play-game.html' title='WHEN YOU BECOME A PLAY GAME....'/><author><name>koyal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04392429246379965440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3kU0ZeEdwZ8/SNZEKJord1I/AAAAAAAAAGA/_QQa-Qd4fBc/s72-c/ATcAAACWxpJMazmUUtJLeEiG67A3ArMUjsokc1qamoKX9Rjs3g_tfhKZRsJ_4_CszrQIQUUnagtJYjtZv7XjPO8Cjo9cAJtU9VBw6Mv6dXhreviKoQYsqlSPM48OoQ.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2039011348255142646.post-7607506270119467054</id><published>2008-09-21T01:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T09:02:44.520-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lesson'/><title type='text'>WHAT I LEARN.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: lucida grande;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3kU0ZeEdwZ8/SNX_98ckiLI/AAAAAAAAAFw/U59-bnjRh0E/s1600-h/34418.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3kU0ZeEdwZ8/SNX_98ckiLI/AAAAAAAAAFw/U59-bnjRh0E/s320/34418.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248382380433246386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;I dreamt that I wandered by this way..the bare weather suddenly changed to spring, my steps lay gentle odours of happiness around. The roaring breeze mixed with the sound of the waters murmuring forming a soothing note. (In context with our life, a sad and a happy part mix together to  form a happy living )...The sea lies calm this morning, tide is full, and the sun lies fair.This sea of faith, with eternal notes of sadness in ,swept with confused alarms of struggle .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Even then the serene nature manages to go with the same harmony, same soothing continuity...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;And so we.. We face loads of struggle, some part of us is happy while other lies wounded, even then we should proceed in our life with this belief that things will become sweeter again, and one day we will rule over this pain of ours... with this belief that when dusk has approached CAN DAWN BE FAR BEHIND...!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2039011348255142646-7607506270119467054?l=chunahaiaasman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chunahaiaasman.blogspot.com/feeds/7607506270119467054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2039011348255142646&amp;postID=7607506270119467054' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2039011348255142646/posts/default/7607506270119467054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2039011348255142646/posts/default/7607506270119467054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chunahaiaasman.blogspot.com/2008/09/what-i-learn.html' title='WHAT I LEARN.....'/><author><name>koyal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04392429246379965440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3kU0ZeEdwZ8/SNX_98ckiLI/AAAAAAAAAFw/U59-bnjRh0E/s72-c/34418.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2039011348255142646.post-3532091770308759506</id><published>2008-09-20T12:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T09:02:22.977-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationships'/><title type='text'>RELATIONSHIPS...???</title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3kU0ZeEdwZ8/SNViZ42H3VI/AAAAAAAAAFI/piHvg196if0/s1600-h/imageskkk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3kU0ZeEdwZ8/SNViZ42H3VI/AAAAAAAAAFI/piHvg196if0/s320/imageskkk.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248209137665826130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Relationships  of all kinds are like sand held in hand.Held loosely, with an open hand.. It remains intact. The minute you tighten your hands to hold it firmly, the sand flickers through your fingers. You may hold some part of it but maximum part would be spilled. A relationship should be like that.. given lots of freedom without any boundries or walls.. It should be set free. The measure of the sweetness of your relationships can be done by the measuring freedom you have allowed in it..You should trust the relationship you make, leave it free.. if its a true one it will live strongest but if it's lost like that sand, there is no point in brooding over because it was never yours.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;ISHQ VISHQ....a movie casting Shahid Kapoor and Amrita Rao..In this movie "agar tumhara pyaar jaana chahe to usse jaane do, agar woh laut ke aaye tab hi woh tumhara hai.. varna woh kabhi tumhara tha hi nahi..." a dialouge said by Payal Mehra alias Amrita relates with whatever I mentioned above. It's not becoming filmy or something ...sometimes these films do teach us good...right?? I believe trust and freedom are two utmost important ingredients to make a good relationship. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;SO SET YOURSELF AND YOUR RELATIONSHIP FREE.....!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;( NOTE: a small recommendation , after reading this post please go and hear the title track of" U , ME , AUR HUM")&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2039011348255142646-3532091770308759506?l=chunahaiaasman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chunahaiaasman.blogspot.com/feeds/3532091770308759506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2039011348255142646&amp;postID=3532091770308759506' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2039011348255142646/posts/default/3532091770308759506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2039011348255142646/posts/default/3532091770308759506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chunahaiaasman.blogspot.com/2008/09/relationships.html' title='RELATIONSHIPS...???'/><author><name>koyal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04392429246379965440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3kU0ZeEdwZ8/SNViZ42H3VI/AAAAAAAAAFI/piHvg196if0/s72-c/imageskkk.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2039011348255142646.post-8348563574187334238</id><published>2008-09-19T12:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T08:50:01.683-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationships'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>LOVE FOR "ME".....!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: lucida grande;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3kU0ZeEdwZ8/SNR_qBFEhlI/AAAAAAAAAB4/mc4Td4GUizY/s1600-h/Broken+hart.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3kU0ZeEdwZ8/SNR_qBFEhlI/AAAAAAAAAB4/mc4Td4GUizY/s320/Broken+hart.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247959825614407250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;YEH ZINDAGI KA SABSE HASIN RANG HAI..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;YEH JEENE KA SASBE PYAARA DHANG HAI...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;YEH HAIN TO KHUSHIYAAN SANG HAIN..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;YEH NAHI TO HAR PAL BERANG HAI...!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;AGAR YEH KAANTE HAIN ,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;TO INKI CHUBHAN BATATI HAI KI TUM AB BHI ZINDA HO..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;AGAR YEH PHOOL HAIN,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;TO INKI MAHAK BATATI HAI KI TUM AB BHI SAANS LENA JAANTE HO..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;AGAR YEH ZEHER HAI ,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;TO ISKA ASAR BATATA HAI KI TUMHARI RAGON MEIN AB BHI RAWAANI HAI..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;AUR KYA KAHOON ... ISKE BINA ADHOORI HAR KISI KI ZINDAGAANI HAI..!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2039011348255142646-8348563574187334238?l=chunahaiaasman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chunahaiaasman.blogspot.com/feeds/8348563574187334238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2039011348255142646&amp;postID=8348563574187334238' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2039011348255142646/posts/default/8348563574187334238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2039011348255142646/posts/default/8348563574187334238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chunahaiaasman.blogspot.com/2008/09/love-for-me.html' title='LOVE FOR &quot;ME&quot;.....!!!!!'/><author><name>koyal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04392429246379965440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3kU0ZeEdwZ8/SNR_qBFEhlI/AAAAAAAAAB4/mc4Td4GUizY/s72-c/Broken+hart.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2039011348255142646.post-9024217829576226507</id><published>2008-09-19T12:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T08:49:04.441-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aim'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='motive of living'/><title type='text'>In the process to find ME...!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;a style="font-family: lucida grande;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3kU0ZeEdwZ8/SNSGnKtA_0I/AAAAAAAAACY/Fe-Tm0WsKUM/s1600-h/21_640.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3kU0ZeEdwZ8/SNSGnKtA_0I/AAAAAAAAACY/Fe-Tm0WsKUM/s320/21_640.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247967473239654210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;In your life , you come across many frontiers when you start questioning yourself, your conscience , your intellect, your heart, soul, mind, and above all ...YOUR BEING..!!! You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;start thinking why you came here?? You become self consumer of your woes,woes which rise and vanish in oblivious host..And friends believe me you stand on the most tender part of your life where you gotta make a decision for a lifetime...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;People question you and then you are into the nothingness of scorn and noise,into the living sea of waking dreams,where there is neither scenes of life nor happiness.... but then comes something very contrasting...and that is  most of the time you find the people who question your standpoint are themselves thriving on a fake belief, a fake life&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;From past few days these things were troubling me a lot but finally I came to an answer for all this.. and that was "I can't keep on changing myself for each and every comment that is made on me,because if I do that I will forget my own self." I should believe myself ,proceed further taking all comments as a feedback and improve myself. In this process I will encounter many obstacles, but they will improve the taste of my success.  WON'T BOTHER ABOUT PEOPLE AND MOVE ON...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2039011348255142646-9024217829576226507?l=chunahaiaasman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chunahaiaasman.blogspot.com/feeds/9024217829576226507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2039011348255142646&amp;postID=9024217829576226507' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2039011348255142646/posts/default/9024217829576226507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2039011348255142646/posts/default/9024217829576226507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chunahaiaasman.blogspot.com/2008/09/in-process-to-find-me.html' title='In the process to find ME...!!!'/><author><name>koyal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04392429246379965440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3kU0ZeEdwZ8/SNSGnKtA_0I/AAAAAAAAACY/Fe-Tm0WsKUM/s72-c/21_640.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2039011348255142646.post-1675993625101558926</id><published>2008-08-03T11:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T08:47:55.448-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationships'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='strrugles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='to emerge from dark'/><title type='text'>ME.............</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;a style="font-family: lucida grande;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3kU0ZeEdwZ8/SNR9K8skQyI/AAAAAAAAABw/tdbulRd2gGU/s1600-h/479033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3kU0ZeEdwZ8/SNR9K8skQyI/AAAAAAAAABw/tdbulRd2gGU/s320/479033.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247957092838687522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Memories they say lives on...With every morning passing by millions of honey like dew drops evaporate into oblivion; there identities lost forever. But still in the short span of time they manage to lend to the nature the freshness, the morning bath and the incarnation it is--day after day..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Few months ago, whenever I sat alone ... thought about life..It seemed to be so desolate , something which was eating me inside out, a barren land of death,bathed in blazing,pitiless sunlight,a landscape painted by a sadistic artist...(ALL BCOZ I LEFT MA FRNS, MOM ,DAD,BRO)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;"LIKE AS THE WAVES MAKE TOWARDS THE PEBBLED SHORE;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;SO DO OUR MINUTES TOWARDS THEIR END....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;EACH CHANGING PLACE WITH THAT WHICH GOES BEFORE;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;IN SEQUEL TO IT ALL FORWARDS DO CONTEND....!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;When to the sessions of sweet silent thought ...I koyal summon up remembrance of things past..to commence once again with the same unbeaten zeal,hearty and persistent effort...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;"PACK CLOUDS AWAY AND WELCOME THE DAY..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;WITH NIGHTS WE BANISH SORROW..!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;SWEET AIR BLOW SOFT;MOUNT LARKS ALOFT..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;TO GIVE MY FRIENDSHIP A GOOD MORROW...!!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;In the downhill of my life...when I knew I was declining..I found the most beautiful hearts to stand by me..to give me every possible happiness ..i cud have got ever......!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;But after all these, one thing this tender heart is haunted by is time. How long these soothing moments would continue... again a seperation..!! Then again the same zeal...same effort to continue..!! Thinking all these I  grew n today I stand as a matured KOYAL...a gal who believes that these struggles r something  which prove that u r still living, dat u r still ready to face the world, u r still ready to outburst in the nights, n to overshadow in the sun....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;A gal who knows seperations are mandatory part of life.. afterall it was these seperations which made us accept ..every relationship was important in some or the other way...some made&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt; us to accept hard truths,some  took us to the world of blaze, some to extreme feelings of being&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt; a princess.. and some to the feeling of being a forlorn ....and wat not...????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;So  I owe every person who came in my life..contributed to it, added a bit to the growth of my heart...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;THANK U...I PAY MY SINCERE GRATITUDE TO ALL ....!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2039011348255142646-1675993625101558926?l=chunahaiaasman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chunahaiaasman.blogspot.com/feeds/1675993625101558926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2039011348255142646&amp;postID=1675993625101558926' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2039011348255142646/posts/default/1675993625101558926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2039011348255142646/posts/default/1675993625101558926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chunahaiaasman.blogspot.com/2008/08/me.html' title='ME.............'/><author><name>koyal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04392429246379965440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3kU0ZeEdwZ8/SNR9K8skQyI/AAAAAAAAABw/tdbulRd2gGU/s72-c/479033.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
