<?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-29430576</id><updated>2011-09-08T22:55:21.196-07:00</updated><category term='parents'/><category term='source  of this poem is  http://www.scribd.com/doc/395588/Strength-of-a-Man-Beauty-of-a-Woman'/><category term='author unkown'/><category term='COMING BACK TO LIFE'/><category term='love feelings'/><category term='thoughts'/><title type='text'>Coming Back To Life</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missyou-vikas.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29430576/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missyou-vikas.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17673581050929465683</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>22</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29430576.post-1688301166787828806</id><published>2009-08-25T00:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T01:03:59.084-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WAITING FOR YOU</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vCQZ-RGYLlk/SpOac1EhPSI/AAAAAAAAAlM/-q1zJ09DSko/s1600-h/waiting+for+u.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373808600456183074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 208px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vCQZ-RGYLlk/SpOac1EhPSI/AAAAAAAAAlM/-q1zJ09DSko/s400/waiting+for+u.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My present state of mind is waiting for someone special.I dont where is she , but i feel her close to me. So just waiting for her to come in my life , so that i can again start flow of my poems for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29430576-1688301166787828806?l=missyou-vikas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missyou-vikas.blogspot.com/feeds/1688301166787828806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29430576&amp;postID=1688301166787828806' title='20 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29430576/posts/default/1688301166787828806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29430576/posts/default/1688301166787828806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missyou-vikas.blogspot.com/2009/08/waiting-for-you.html' title='WAITING FOR YOU'/><author><name>Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17673581050929465683</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/_vCQZ-RGYLlk/SpOac1EhPSI/AAAAAAAAAlM/-q1zJ09DSko/s72-c/waiting+for+u.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>20</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29430576.post-5300692578965713177</id><published>2009-05-27T23:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T00:04:51.354-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love feelings'/><title type='text'>BREATH IN BREATH</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vCQZ-RGYLlk/Sh43blHHMXI/AAAAAAAAAlE/FAXYfV1PCjs/s1600-h/fffdfd.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340767155065926002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 333px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vCQZ-RGYLlk/Sh43blHHMXI/AAAAAAAAAlE/FAXYfV1PCjs/s400/fffdfd.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My breath mingle in your breath&lt;br /&gt;Say something like that,&lt;br /&gt;Dreams that I saw come true&lt;br /&gt;Say something like that,&lt;br /&gt;Love is neither sin nor culprit&lt;br /&gt;Some acceptance, refusal or signal I get&lt;br /&gt;Say something like that,&lt;br /&gt;Don’t get worried of win or loose before fighting&lt;br /&gt;Hands, arms and face are of win and loose,&lt;br /&gt;Else I get garland of win&lt;br /&gt;Or I get grave of loose&lt;br /&gt;Say something like that,&lt;br /&gt;Why do you care for this selfish world?&lt;br /&gt;World is against love since decades&lt;br /&gt;Else this world turns in to flame,&lt;br /&gt;Else this revenge turns off&lt;br /&gt;Say something like that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29430576-5300692578965713177?l=missyou-vikas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missyou-vikas.blogspot.com/feeds/5300692578965713177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29430576&amp;postID=5300692578965713177' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29430576/posts/default/5300692578965713177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29430576/posts/default/5300692578965713177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missyou-vikas.blogspot.com/2009/05/breath-in-breath.html' title='BREATH IN BREATH'/><author><name>Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17673581050929465683</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/_vCQZ-RGYLlk/Sh43blHHMXI/AAAAAAAAAlE/FAXYfV1PCjs/s72-c/fffdfd.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29430576.post-3096436232181453486</id><published>2009-04-12T08:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T09:03:54.332-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TRUTH OF LOVE</title><content type='html'>Love and death is truth of life&lt;br /&gt;Love is fearless, love is never defeated&lt;br /&gt;Love is speed, love is irresistible&lt;br /&gt;In love tough times turn to happier times&lt;br /&gt;Love shines from inside and outside&lt;br /&gt;At last what is truth of love?&lt;br /&gt;Avidity for me in your eyes, is that love?&lt;br /&gt;My presence in your life, is that love?&lt;br /&gt;Burning lust in our hearts, is that love?&lt;br /&gt;Love is as powerful as death&lt;br /&gt;Who ever tries to buy love?&lt;br /&gt;Never gets anything in hands&lt;br /&gt;There is no price for love&lt;br /&gt;That is only truth of love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29430576-3096436232181453486?l=missyou-vikas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missyou-vikas.blogspot.com/feeds/3096436232181453486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29430576&amp;postID=3096436232181453486' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29430576/posts/default/3096436232181453486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29430576/posts/default/3096436232181453486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missyou-vikas.blogspot.com/2009/04/truth-of-love.html' title='TRUTH OF LOVE'/><author><name>Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17673581050929465683</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>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29430576.post-6642652047375225315</id><published>2009-03-18T07:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T06:10:03.142-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love feelings'/><title type='text'>Happiness Of Our Meet</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vCQZ-RGYLlk/ScEIKWLjNSI/AAAAAAAAAk0/FvwpzLUiEnQ/s1600-h/1.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314538009119634722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vCQZ-RGYLlk/ScEIKWLjNSI/AAAAAAAAAk0/FvwpzLUiEnQ/s400/1.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why are you starring from far?&lt;br /&gt;Come lets enjoy happiness of our meet,&lt;br /&gt;Lets hold each other’s hand, in lush green garden,&lt;br /&gt;And whisper in love.&lt;br /&gt;Lets be pair of birds and fly in blue sky.&lt;br /&gt;Me moon and you light,&lt;br /&gt;Lets shine in sky.&lt;br /&gt;Lets hide behind clouds and play hide and seek.&lt;br /&gt;Lets be innocent kids,&lt;br /&gt;Play game of house.&lt;br /&gt;Lets fight with each other,&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy the happiness of being annoyed with each other.&lt;br /&gt;Lets go far away from this jealous world,&lt;br /&gt;And make our own new world.&lt;br /&gt;Lets dip our selves in flow of love,&lt;br /&gt;And enjoy the sweet taste of love.&lt;br /&gt;Life is very short,&lt;br /&gt;Today’s it’s shinning, tomorrow it will turn dull,&lt;br /&gt;We have got this precious life,&lt;br /&gt;Let celebrate the occasion of life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29430576-6642652047375225315?l=missyou-vikas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missyou-vikas.blogspot.com/feeds/6642652047375225315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29430576&amp;postID=6642652047375225315' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29430576/posts/default/6642652047375225315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29430576/posts/default/6642652047375225315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missyou-vikas.blogspot.com/2009/03/happiness-of-our-meet.html' title='Happiness Of Our Meet'/><author><name>Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17673581050929465683</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/_vCQZ-RGYLlk/ScEIKWLjNSI/AAAAAAAAAk0/FvwpzLUiEnQ/s72-c/1.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29430576.post-8795624127582747953</id><published>2009-02-20T10:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T10:20:55.991-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HEART  ASKED SOMETHING</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vCQZ-RGYLlk/SZ70QV1ahAI/AAAAAAAAAks/Q68oygpv498/s1600-h/Anus+Rose+4+u+4m+my+Garden.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304945972665287682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vCQZ-RGYLlk/SZ70QV1ahAI/AAAAAAAAAks/Q68oygpv498/s400/Anus+Rose+4+u+4m+my+Garden.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Through me,&lt;br /&gt;  My heart has asked something important,&lt;br /&gt;  But,&lt;br /&gt; Will tell only if you don’t mind,&lt;br /&gt; And if it does hurt you&lt;br /&gt; Then I say sorry on behalf,&lt;br /&gt; But,&lt;br /&gt; Think about it before giving the reply.&lt;br /&gt; Thing is that,&lt;br /&gt; It wants to have love relationship with you,&lt;br /&gt; To say more,&lt;br /&gt; It has also said that,&lt;br /&gt; Get the reply soon and come,&lt;br /&gt; Because I don’t have patience to wait,&lt;br /&gt; Because I have kept waiting till date,&lt;br /&gt; The Way Sea and river has its shore,&lt;br /&gt; Even heart also has its shore,&lt;br /&gt; So now, tell me fast,&lt;br /&gt;What is your answer?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29430576-8795624127582747953?l=missyou-vikas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missyou-vikas.blogspot.com/feeds/8795624127582747953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29430576&amp;postID=8795624127582747953' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29430576/posts/default/8795624127582747953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29430576/posts/default/8795624127582747953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missyou-vikas.blogspot.com/2009/02/heart-asked-something.html' title='HEART  ASKED SOMETHING'/><author><name>Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17673581050929465683</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/_vCQZ-RGYLlk/SZ70QV1ahAI/AAAAAAAAAks/Q68oygpv498/s72-c/Anus+Rose+4+u+4m+my+Garden.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29430576.post-7648733314647490734</id><published>2008-11-21T01:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T01:56:34.923-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='author unkown'/><title type='text'>Touching Hearts</title><content type='html'>Life, its all about touching-&lt;br /&gt;Bringing sunshine to others&lt;br /&gt;Who dwell in gloom,&lt;br /&gt;Giving a word of encouragement&lt;br /&gt;To the faint hearted.&lt;br /&gt;Gentle squeezes of a hug&lt;br /&gt;To lift the spirit,&lt;br /&gt;Wiping tears&lt;br /&gt;From those that are crushed.&lt;br /&gt;A kind word to an elder&lt;br /&gt;To show they are loved,&lt;br /&gt;Blessing the birth&lt;br /&gt;Of a newborn child.&lt;br /&gt;Holding of the hands&lt;br /&gt;Sharing the warmth,&lt;br /&gt;Giving our hearts&lt;br /&gt;To commitments in life.&lt;br /&gt;Sharing that special love&lt;br /&gt;With someone so close,&lt;br /&gt;It only takes a second&lt;br /&gt;To touch a longing heart&lt;br /&gt;Only to make a difference.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29430576-7648733314647490734?l=missyou-vikas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missyou-vikas.blogspot.com/feeds/7648733314647490734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29430576&amp;postID=7648733314647490734' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29430576/posts/default/7648733314647490734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29430576/posts/default/7648733314647490734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missyou-vikas.blogspot.com/2008/11/touching-hearts.html' title='Touching Hearts'/><author><name>Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17673581050929465683</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>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29430576.post-2524060502693090445</id><published>2008-10-27T01:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T02:14:38.185-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='COMING BACK TO LIFE'/><title type='text'>HAPPY DIWALI</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vCQZ-RGYLlk/SQWEb5-zjpI/AAAAAAAAAaY/U13CGeS3xoU/s1600-h/ssasasa.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261757354607873682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vCQZ-RGYLlk/SQWEb5-zjpI/AAAAAAAAAaY/U13CGeS3xoU/s400/ssasasa.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hello Friends !!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am back after long long time and hope to be with guys from now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wish you all a very happy , bright and colourful Diwali.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29430576-2524060502693090445?l=missyou-vikas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missyou-vikas.blogspot.com/feeds/2524060502693090445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29430576&amp;postID=2524060502693090445' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29430576/posts/default/2524060502693090445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29430576/posts/default/2524060502693090445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missyou-vikas.blogspot.com/2008/10/happy-diwali.html' title='HAPPY DIWALI'/><author><name>Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17673581050929465683</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/_vCQZ-RGYLlk/SQWEb5-zjpI/AAAAAAAAAaY/U13CGeS3xoU/s72-c/ssasasa.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29430576.post-7074369839544198362</id><published>2008-03-31T06:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T16:40:32.146-08:00</updated><title type='text'>LOVE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vCQZ-RGYLlk/R_Drruu3GqI/AAAAAAAAAZw/1mkgfrHpk5g/s1600-h/vbvcbcvbcvb.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183902307614923426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vCQZ-RGYLlk/R_Drruu3GqI/AAAAAAAAAZw/1mkgfrHpk5g/s320/vbvcbcvbcvb.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me living in your and only your love&lt;br /&gt;Thinking where to consent your love,&lt;br /&gt;Love streams in your talks,&lt;br /&gt;Streaming of love in your every word,&lt;br /&gt;Love streams in your anger also.&lt;br /&gt;When you get annoyed&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know how many poems can be narrated,&lt;br /&gt;Love streams in your every pose&lt;br /&gt;I don’t understand will I able to consent your love for lifetime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29430576-7074369839544198362?l=missyou-vikas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missyou-vikas.blogspot.com/feeds/7074369839544198362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29430576&amp;postID=7074369839544198362' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29430576/posts/default/7074369839544198362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29430576/posts/default/7074369839544198362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missyou-vikas.blogspot.com/2008/03/me-living-in-your-and-only-your-love.html' title='LOVE'/><author><name>Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17673581050929465683</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/_vCQZ-RGYLlk/R_Drruu3GqI/AAAAAAAAAZw/1mkgfrHpk5g/s72-c/vbvcbcvbcvb.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29430576.post-4013804288175151426</id><published>2008-03-18T22:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T16:40:32.625-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='source  of this poem is  http://www.scribd.com/doc/395588/Strength-of-a-Man-Beauty-of-a-Woman'/><title type='text'>BEAUTY OF A WOMAN</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vCQZ-RGYLlk/R-CqpIZRdxI/AAAAAAAAAZg/pxPt1nONZBQ/s1600-h/black+art+3.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179327195080914706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vCQZ-RGYLlk/R-CqpIZRdxI/AAAAAAAAAZg/pxPt1nONZBQ/s400/black+art+3.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The beauty of woman&lt;br /&gt;Is not in the clothes she wears&lt;br /&gt;Or the figure she carries&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;True beauty of woman&lt;br /&gt;Is reflected in her soul.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has to be seen from her eyes,&lt;br /&gt;The door way to her heart,&lt;br /&gt;The place where love resides.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is in the care that she gives,&lt;br /&gt;That passion that she shows,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The beauty of woman&lt;br /&gt;With passing years-only grows. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lucky is the man who is the&lt;br /&gt;First love of woman,&lt;br /&gt;But luckier is the woman &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;who Is&lt;/span&gt; the last love of a man.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29430576-4013804288175151426?l=missyou-vikas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missyou-vikas.blogspot.com/feeds/4013804288175151426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29430576&amp;postID=4013804288175151426' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29430576/posts/default/4013804288175151426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29430576/posts/default/4013804288175151426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missyou-vikas.blogspot.com/2008/03/beauty-of-woman.html' title='BEAUTY OF A WOMAN'/><author><name>Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17673581050929465683</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/_vCQZ-RGYLlk/R-CqpIZRdxI/AAAAAAAAAZg/pxPt1nONZBQ/s72-c/black+art+3.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29430576.post-2969254142510433422</id><published>2008-03-02T23:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T16:40:32.772-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parents'/><title type='text'>PARENTS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vCQZ-RGYLlk/R8utr9I1LTI/AAAAAAAAAZY/Z0kbMZ1epWQ/s1600-h/4.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173419567622729010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vCQZ-RGYLlk/R8utr9I1LTI/AAAAAAAAAZY/Z0kbMZ1epWQ/s400/4.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Say few loving words to them&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When they are with us…..&lt;br /&gt;What is the use of crying when they leave this world?&lt;br /&gt;The one who give blessings with true heart,&lt;br /&gt;Try to give them all happiness,&lt;br /&gt;When they will not be with us…&lt;br /&gt;What is the use of offering flowers on their grave?&lt;br /&gt;When life will take turn,&lt;br /&gt;They will leave us and go,&lt;br /&gt;Those hands will never pat you again,&lt;br /&gt;You will miss them a lot then, but will never get chance of that love,&lt;br /&gt;Then what is the use of looking at there portraits?&lt;br /&gt;Lucky ones get the fortune of parents,&lt;br /&gt;High tide of love will come and go,&lt;br /&gt;Then what is the use of collecting shells at seashore?&lt;br /&gt;Make them happy when they are with us,&lt;br /&gt;Behave with them the way winter comes in autumn,&lt;br /&gt;Be stick of their old age with your support,&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes hold their hands with love and take them to holly places,&lt;br /&gt;It’s true that parents are god,&lt;br /&gt;Then what is the use of doing prayer when they leave this world?&lt;br /&gt;You will get everything by spending money,&lt;br /&gt;But will never get parents,&lt;br /&gt;Left time will never come back,&lt;br /&gt;What will you do earning corers?&lt;br /&gt;Those hands with love will never pat your back again saying u “MY CHILD”&lt;br /&gt;Then what is the use of borrowing love, by flowing tears? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29430576-2969254142510433422?l=missyou-vikas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missyou-vikas.blogspot.com/feeds/2969254142510433422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29430576&amp;postID=2969254142510433422' title='20 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29430576/posts/default/2969254142510433422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29430576/posts/default/2969254142510433422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missyou-vikas.blogspot.com/2008/03/parents.html' title='PARENTS'/><author><name>Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17673581050929465683</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/_vCQZ-RGYLlk/R8utr9I1LTI/AAAAAAAAAZY/Z0kbMZ1epWQ/s72-c/4.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>20</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29430576.post-4381176833976484813</id><published>2008-01-25T01:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T16:40:32.934-08:00</updated><title type='text'>YOU ARE HERE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vCQZ-RGYLlk/R6lcpdWnkOI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/TpaIux9l9tQ/s1600-h/frsddfsd.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163760315080872162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vCQZ-RGYLlk/R6lcpdWnkOI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/TpaIux9l9tQ/s320/frsddfsd.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vCQZ-RGYLlk/R5mqFtWnkNI/AAAAAAAAAZI/ana9ZagWd-o/s1600-h/frsddfsd.bmp"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;You are here wearing anklets making sweet sound,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You brought different smile on my two dried lips,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;With you , you brought back blossom in flowers,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;With you , city is twinkled with sweet message of love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was waiting for you since decades,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now long wait is over,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You are here , to be my life partner.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29430576-4381176833976484813?l=missyou-vikas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missyou-vikas.blogspot.com/feeds/4381176833976484813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29430576&amp;postID=4381176833976484813' title='19 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29430576/posts/default/4381176833976484813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29430576/posts/default/4381176833976484813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missyou-vikas.blogspot.com/2008/01/you-are-here.html' title='YOU ARE HERE'/><author><name>Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17673581050929465683</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/_vCQZ-RGYLlk/R6lcpdWnkOI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/TpaIux9l9tQ/s72-c/frsddfsd.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29430576.post-1575508132008117971</id><published>2008-01-07T22:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-11T00:05:34.746-08:00</updated><title type='text'>LEARN TO  LIVE</title><content type='html'>This is life learn to live&lt;br /&gt;Learn to stitch the gap created in relations&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes small mistakes also give away pain,&lt;br /&gt;Learn to accept pain in your life,&lt;br /&gt;This is life learn to live.&lt;br /&gt;Many desires are there in life,&lt;br /&gt;We &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; get everything&lt;br /&gt;Learn to be happy in what we get.&lt;br /&gt;There is lot of pain and there are many face to it&lt;br /&gt;I want to say is "Learn To Be Happy."&lt;br /&gt;This is life learn to live.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29430576-1575508132008117971?l=missyou-vikas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missyou-vikas.blogspot.com/feeds/1575508132008117971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29430576&amp;postID=1575508132008117971' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29430576/posts/default/1575508132008117971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29430576/posts/default/1575508132008117971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missyou-vikas.blogspot.com/2008/01/lear-to-live.html' title='LEARN TO  LIVE'/><author><name>Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17673581050929465683</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>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29430576.post-7520730194306685207</id><published>2008-01-04T02:08:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T16:40:33.242-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Am Back</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vCQZ-RGYLlk/R34GkVqRP7I/AAAAAAAAAZA/y4_5mN2HZaA/s1600-h/0408011949011100_4176_timecopy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151562245117919154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vCQZ-RGYLlk/R34GkVqRP7I/AAAAAAAAAZA/y4_5mN2HZaA/s400/0408011949011100_4176_timecopy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hello friends i am back after long time...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last two months was very hectic and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;learning&lt;/span&gt; time of my life.As i said before 2007 was not good year for me on both &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;business&lt;/span&gt; and personal front. But i have always been fighter in nature since my childhood and i have always come out of woods with the help of my family and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;beloved&lt;/span&gt; friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As i make no resolutions in my life, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;coz&lt;/span&gt; i feel we never know when life turns left. So i just look forward to it with gr8 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;enthu&lt;/span&gt; and new dreams as i always do....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As these is my first post of the year 2008 and i am looking forward to it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will be back on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Monday&lt;/span&gt; with my first new poem of 2008 . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;See you all on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Monday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Take Care&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Vikas&lt;/span&gt;{V}&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29430576-7520730194306685207?l=missyou-vikas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missyou-vikas.blogspot.com/feeds/7520730194306685207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29430576&amp;postID=7520730194306685207' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29430576/posts/default/7520730194306685207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29430576/posts/default/7520730194306685207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missyou-vikas.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-am-back.html' title='I Am Back'/><author><name>Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17673581050929465683</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/_vCQZ-RGYLlk/R34GkVqRP7I/AAAAAAAAAZA/y4_5mN2HZaA/s72-c/0408011949011100_4176_timecopy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29430576.post-7527083419144663515</id><published>2007-12-10T02:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T16:40:33.402-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vCQZ-RGYLlk/R10VMyZVarI/AAAAAAAAAY4/UkuvcOP3RSs/s1600-h/Waiting_for_Spring.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142289658957621938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vCQZ-RGYLlk/R10VMyZVarI/AAAAAAAAAY4/UkuvcOP3RSs/s400/Waiting_for_Spring.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hello friends !!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hope u all are doing good. Due to lack of time i am not able to write new poem . But will find time for poems and get back soon to this world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Till then u friends  have fun and enjoy..!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAPPY X MAS in advance !!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Take Care&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Vikas{V}&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29430576-7527083419144663515?l=missyou-vikas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missyou-vikas.blogspot.com/feeds/7527083419144663515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29430576&amp;postID=7527083419144663515' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29430576/posts/default/7527083419144663515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29430576/posts/default/7527083419144663515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missyou-vikas.blogspot.com/2007/12/hello.html' title='Hello'/><author><name>Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17673581050929465683</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/_vCQZ-RGYLlk/R10VMyZVarI/AAAAAAAAAY4/UkuvcOP3RSs/s72-c/Waiting_for_Spring.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29430576.post-4762993723765877506</id><published>2007-11-20T22:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T16:40:33.568-08:00</updated><title type='text'>When I Saw You</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vCQZ-RGYLlk/R0PQOOiaujI/AAAAAAAAAYw/RziF8di7ma8/s1600-h/untitledtgfg.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135176942971697714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vCQZ-RGYLlk/R0PQOOiaujI/AAAAAAAAAYw/RziF8di7ma8/s400/untitledtgfg.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Within the first few moments &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I knew I was yours&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Within the first few hours &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I embraced your sweet kiss.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Every second after that first &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I dream of you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Every day passing that first I hope to spend with you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;True love dreams do come true &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The dream I have to live with you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;True hope of everlasting love &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;With the promises made after just the first hug.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;With all that I have &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am willing to give.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I promise you this &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My first true love shall be my last. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Due to lack of time i could not write the poem ,so here i am presenting the poem by unkown writter, which touched my heart. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29430576-4762993723765877506?l=missyou-vikas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missyou-vikas.blogspot.com/feeds/4762993723765877506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29430576&amp;postID=4762993723765877506' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29430576/posts/default/4762993723765877506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29430576/posts/default/4762993723765877506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missyou-vikas.blogspot.com/2007/11/within-first-few-moments-i-knew-i-was.html' title='When I Saw You'/><author><name>Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17673581050929465683</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/_vCQZ-RGYLlk/R0PQOOiaujI/AAAAAAAAAYw/RziF8di7ma8/s72-c/untitledtgfg.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29430576.post-4508082429696411228</id><published>2007-11-09T05:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T16:40:33.921-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ANOKHU BANDHAN...AN ETERNAL BOND!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vCQZ-RGYLlk/RzRl8k3C_NI/AAAAAAAAAYg/Pa7mf4MNebk/s1600-h/diwali.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130837966842952914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vCQZ-RGYLlk/RzRl8k3C_NI/AAAAAAAAAYg/Pa7mf4MNebk/s400/diwali.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANOKHU BANDHAN...AN ETERNAL BOND!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anokhu Bandhan an eternal bond is special bond we share with each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In our lives we share special bond with special persons. Father &amp;amp; Daughter , Mother &amp;amp; Son , Grand Parents &amp;amp; Grand Children’s , Brother &amp;amp; Sister , Friends , Husband &amp;amp; Wife , Lovers , and last but not least the special bond which we are born with and which has no connection with birth &amp;amp; death and is the bond with almighty god (Shri Thakorji) .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every bond has its own limits &amp;amp; tender sweetness in itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Father &amp;amp; Daughter&lt;/strong&gt;: Father &amp;amp; Daughter is the most sweet and lovely bond in this world. Father take cares of her every need &amp;amp; gives her the best of this world and also brings her up with golden spoon. When daughter reaches the age of marriage , father is the most happiest person in this world to find the best and perfect life partner for his daughter and at the same time he is the most sad person as his heart throb is going to leave his house and start her new world with his life partner. He will be the person who will miss her the most.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daughter is called as “Sea Of Love” (Wahal No Dariyo ). She is the best friend of her father and she understands her father the most. When she gets married and leaves her born home ,she takes precious possession with her , i.e., golden memories that she share with her dad since her childhood. With this possession she spends rest of her life happily with her partner and keeps her dads reputation intact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mother &amp;amp; Son:&lt;/strong&gt; Mother is the word on which world stands. The day mother gives birth to her son, she starts dreaming of her daughter in-law, her grand children and dreams goes on... from the first day. She is the one who sow the culture and manners in her son, which helps her son to achieve his goals, name and fame in this world. Her unconditional love and true heart blessings gives strength to fight against all odds and stand tall in his life. She is the first person to be happy on achievements of her son. She is the flow of strength , power and path guider to her son.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like to say, our presences in this world is because of mother. First person who feed us is mother. She is the one who gives her precious possession without any condition and brings us .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Grand Parents &amp;amp; Grand Children’s:&lt;/strong&gt; This bond is very eternal and most beautiful bond. Grand Parents are the happiest person in this world when their grand child is born. They see new hope of life in them and feel that support of their old age has arrived. They see their childhood in their grand children’s and behave like child to make them happy.&lt;br /&gt;Grand Parents are the pillars of the family and they sow the tradition and culture of their family to the future of family the one who is going to carry on family values and tradition after their farewell from this world.&lt;br /&gt;Grand Parents &amp;amp; Grand Children’s are the best friends to each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Brother &amp;amp; Sister:&lt;/strong&gt; This bond has very thin line. This relation is so pure and divine that no other relation is. Brother &amp;amp; Sister of same age share lots of things with pure divine thin line between them. They together grew up with lots of dreams and share lots of secretes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every sister in this world prays for her brother success and happiness and every brother tries to bring the best and all the happiness of this world for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Phoolo Ka Taro Ka, Sab Ka kehna Hai , Ek Hazzarao Mein Meri Behna Hai )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lovers :&lt;/strong&gt; This relation is something on which many books are written. True Divine love resembles to god.&lt;br /&gt;Love is like ghost who everyone talks about and very few have seen it.&lt;br /&gt;When someone waits for hours to meet his/her love just for few minutes, gets annoyed for being late and cuddles in to arms of his/her love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love cannot be seen, but it can be felt with true heart. Love needs no words to express, eyes express everything without saying a word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Husband &amp;amp; Wife:&lt;/strong&gt; Husband and Wife are known as better half to each other. They together share every happiness and sorrow of their life. They together dream and gather every bit of it for their bright future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This bond stands on pillar of trust m love, care, forgiveness, dreams and promise to be together in all storms of life with belief in each other. This bond is alive even after your farewell from this world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends: True friendship stands tall in every difficulty of friend’s life and blushesin every happiness of friends life. This relation has deep roots with trust on which this bond stands tall. This bond has no boundaries and provides vast space.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Almighty God :&lt;/strong&gt; Last but not the least this is the first and foremost bond which any human shares. This bond is above death and material life and it has direct contact with almighty god.&lt;br /&gt;In every human life their last destination is to get to almighty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANOKHU BANDHAN...AN ETERNAL BOND!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yours eternal bond and mine&lt;br /&gt;This bond is of life time,&lt;br /&gt;Eternal bond of mom and dad&lt;br /&gt;This bond is of affection,&lt;br /&gt;Eternal bond of grand parents and grandchildren&lt;br /&gt;This bond is of friendship and hope,&lt;br /&gt;Eternal bond of husband and wife&lt;br /&gt;This bond is of love, trust and promise to be together for life time,&lt;br /&gt;Eternal bond of brother and sister&lt;br /&gt;This bond is of sweet memories,&lt;br /&gt;Eternal bond of friends&lt;br /&gt;This bond is of support,&lt;br /&gt;Eternal bond of lovers&lt;br /&gt;This bond is of love, annoy , wait, meet, lust and ready to do anything,&lt;br /&gt;Eternal bond of god and human&lt;br /&gt;This bond is of worship and belief in god,&lt;br /&gt;Yours eternal bond and mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taru ane maru anokhu bandhan&lt;br /&gt;Aa bandhan che jeevan bhar nu,&lt;br /&gt;Maa ane Baap nu anokhu bandhan&lt;br /&gt;Aa bandhan che vatsalya nu,&lt;br /&gt;Dada ane dadi nu anokhu bandhan&lt;br /&gt;Aa bandhan che mitrata ane aasha nu,&lt;br /&gt;Pati ane patni nu anokhu bandhan&lt;br /&gt;Aa bandhan che prem, vishwas ane janmo janam na saath nu,&lt;br /&gt;Bhai ne behen nu anokhu bandhan&lt;br /&gt;Aa bandhan che meethi yaado nu,&lt;br /&gt;Mitro nu anokhu bandhan&lt;br /&gt;Aa bandhan che saath nu,&lt;br /&gt;Premiyo nu anokhu bandhan&lt;br /&gt;Aa bandhan che prem,vishwas,risaamna ane virah nu,&lt;br /&gt;Prabhu ane manav nu anokhu bandhan&lt;br /&gt;Aa bandhan che prabhu ni preet , ane prabhu ne bhajwa nu,&lt;br /&gt;Taru ane maru anokhu bandhan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the eve of diwali festival I dedicate this article and poem to the new blog of chetana ben called “Anokhu Bandhan” with whom I share Anokhu Bandhan...An Eternal Bond of brother and sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jai Shri Krishna.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speech by Bryan Dyson (CEO of Coca Cola)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Imagine life as a game in which you are juggling some five balls in the air. You name them - work, family, health, friends and spirit and you're keeping all of these in the air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You will soon understand that work is a rubber ball. If you drop it, it will bounce back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the other four Balls - family, health, friends and spirit - are made of glass. If you drop one of these; they will be irrevocably scuffed, marked, nicked, damaged or even shattered. They will never be the same. You must understand that and strive for Balance in your life."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Wish you all a beautiful Diwali with Family and Friends and a prosperous New&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Year&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29430576-4508082429696411228?l=missyou-vikas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missyou-vikas.blogspot.com/feeds/4508082429696411228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29430576&amp;postID=4508082429696411228' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29430576/posts/default/4508082429696411228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29430576/posts/default/4508082429696411228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missyou-vikas.blogspot.com/2007/11/anokhu-bandhanan-eternal-bond.html' title='ANOKHU BANDHAN...AN ETERNAL BOND!!!'/><author><name>Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17673581050929465683</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/_vCQZ-RGYLlk/RzRl8k3C_NI/AAAAAAAAAYg/Pa7mf4MNebk/s72-c/diwali.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29430576.post-3949221948942897454</id><published>2007-11-01T02:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T16:40:35.131-08:00</updated><title type='text'>WAIT</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vCQZ-RGYLlk/RymXNJsXDvI/AAAAAAAAAYY/Fba5VuRquXM/s1600-h/Surf%20Sam%20Killin%20It%20But%20Waiting.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127795902934093554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vCQZ-RGYLlk/RymXNJsXDvI/AAAAAAAAAYY/Fba5VuRquXM/s400/Surf%2520Sam%2520Killin%2520It%2520But%2520Waiting.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Waiting for you in my life,&lt;br /&gt;In dreams you are mine,&lt;br /&gt;When are you coming in life?&lt;br /&gt;My eyes looking for you,&lt;br /&gt;Who ever meets me ,&lt;br /&gt;I search your face in them ,&lt;br /&gt;I become sad then,&lt;br /&gt;You are in them and not,&lt;br /&gt;When you come in my dreams ,&lt;br /&gt;Not saying when will we meet,&lt;br /&gt;I will wait for you always,&lt;br /&gt;Whether you come or not, it’s your wish,&lt;br /&gt;I understand your condition ,&lt;br /&gt;You must be also waiting for me ,&lt;br /&gt;Don’t be tensely for me ,&lt;br /&gt;Because everyone knows that,&lt;br /&gt;“Someone ….somewhere….&lt;br /&gt;Is made for you!!!&lt;br /&gt;So we will meet soon ,&lt;br /&gt;Till then we shall meet in dreams!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;INTAZAAR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Intazaar&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;che&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;zindagi&lt;/span&gt; ma taro,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Sapna&lt;/span&gt; ma &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;che&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;tu&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;mari&lt;/span&gt; ,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Zindagi&lt;/span&gt; ma &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;aaveche&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;kyare&lt;/span&gt; ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Aankho&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;joveche&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;raah&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;tari&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Je&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;koi&lt;/span&gt; male &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;che&lt;/span&gt; mane,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Tema&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;sodhu&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;chu&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;chehro&lt;/span&gt; taro,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;Hu&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;nirash&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;thav&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;chu&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;tyare&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;Tu &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;ema&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;cho&lt;/span&gt; to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;nathi&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;tyaare&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;Sapna&lt;/span&gt; ma &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;tu&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;aave&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;che&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;tyaare&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;Kehti&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;nathi&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38"&gt;malish&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39"&gt;kyare&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_40"&gt;Hamesha&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_41"&gt;hu&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_42"&gt;raah&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_43"&gt;joysh&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_44"&gt;tari&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;Tu &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_45"&gt;aav&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_46"&gt;naaav&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_47"&gt;tari&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_48"&gt;marji&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_49"&gt;Samji&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_50"&gt;shaku&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_51"&gt;chu&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_52"&gt;hu&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_53"&gt;sthiti&lt;/span&gt; pan &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_54"&gt;tarti&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_55"&gt;Raah&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_56"&gt;joti&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_57"&gt;hoysh&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_58"&gt;tu&lt;/span&gt; pan &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_59"&gt;mari&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_60"&gt;Chinta&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_61"&gt;na&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_62"&gt;karish&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_63"&gt;tu&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_64"&gt;mari&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_65"&gt;Karan&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_66"&gt;ke&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_67"&gt;janeche&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_68"&gt;badha&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_69"&gt;ke&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;“Someone…some where…&lt;br /&gt;Is made for you !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_70"&gt;Tethi&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_71"&gt;malishu&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_72"&gt;jaldi&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_73"&gt;aapne&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_74"&gt;Tya&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_75"&gt;sudhi&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_76"&gt;malishu&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_77"&gt;sapna&lt;/span&gt; ma &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_78"&gt;aapne&lt;/span&gt; !! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29430576-3949221948942897454?l=missyou-vikas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missyou-vikas.blogspot.com/feeds/3949221948942897454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29430576&amp;postID=3949221948942897454' title='21 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29430576/posts/default/3949221948942897454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29430576/posts/default/3949221948942897454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missyou-vikas.blogspot.com/2007/11/wait.html' title='WAIT'/><author><name>Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17673581050929465683</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/_vCQZ-RGYLlk/RymXNJsXDvI/AAAAAAAAAYY/Fba5VuRquXM/s72-c/Surf%2520Sam%2520Killin%2520It%2520But%2520Waiting.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>21</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29430576.post-7640240572843262705</id><published>2007-10-26T02:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T16:40:35.512-08:00</updated><title type='text'>EYES</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vCQZ-RGYLlk/RyGum8_u4OI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/FcF59_hWW1Q/s1600-h/beautiful-eyes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125569835156037858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vCQZ-RGYLlk/RyGum8_u4OI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/FcF59_hWW1Q/s400/beautiful-eyes.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;EYES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I am with you&lt;br /&gt;My time flies talking with you&lt;br /&gt;To say I talk a lot&lt;br /&gt;But the thing I want to say is not said&lt;br /&gt;You love me or not I don’t know&lt;br /&gt;But your eyes filled with love says a lot&lt;br /&gt;That you too love me, but&lt;br /&gt;You consent of not saying this&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes you too get in to thoughts&lt;br /&gt;You change for asking&lt;br /&gt;You too have spent nights&lt;br /&gt;Remembering me&lt;br /&gt;My mind blushes thinking so&lt;br /&gt;You may not say right away to me&lt;br /&gt;But your eyes filled with love says a lot &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Gurati Version&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hu jyare tari saathe huv chu,&lt;br /&gt;Vaato vaato ma samay vahi jaiche&lt;br /&gt;Kehva mate to ghani vaato karu chu&lt;br /&gt;Pan je kehvu che tej rahi jaiche&lt;br /&gt;Tu prem kare che ke nahi te nathi jaanto&lt;br /&gt;Pan tari prem bhari aankho ghanu kahi jaiche&lt;br /&gt;Ke tu pan mane chahe che pan&lt;br /&gt;Na kehvani becheni pan sahi jaiche&lt;br /&gt;Kyarek tu pan khovay jaiche vicharo ma&lt;br /&gt;Puchu to fari jaiche&lt;br /&gt;Raato vitavi hoysh kadach&lt;br /&gt;Tu pan mari yaad ma&lt;br /&gt;Evu vichari man harkhay jaiche&lt;br /&gt;Tu bhale spasht kai na kahe mane&lt;br /&gt;Pan tari aa premal aankho ghanu khai jaiche &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29430576-7640240572843262705?l=missyou-vikas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missyou-vikas.blogspot.com/feeds/7640240572843262705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29430576&amp;postID=7640240572843262705' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29430576/posts/default/7640240572843262705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29430576/posts/default/7640240572843262705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missyou-vikas.blogspot.com/2007/10/eyes.html' title='EYES'/><author><name>Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17673581050929465683</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/_vCQZ-RGYLlk/RyGum8_u4OI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/FcF59_hWW1Q/s72-c/beautiful-eyes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29430576.post-1518640578262110204</id><published>2007-10-18T06:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T16:40:35.628-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ENGAGEMENT</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vCQZ-RGYLlk/RxdkoJPFdhI/AAAAAAAAAYI/eRiS7vIKgoU/s1600-h/4097887Holding_Hands.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122673741993965074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vCQZ-RGYLlk/RxdkoJPFdhI/AAAAAAAAAYI/eRiS7vIKgoU/s400/4097887Holding_Hands.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vCQZ-RGYLlk/RxdjYJPFdgI/AAAAAAAAAYA/7-KpIYe6EjI/s1600-h/114-6664~Holding-Hands-Posters.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We met after a long time&lt;br /&gt;Heart drenched with happiness ,&lt;br /&gt;Words I want to say&lt;br /&gt;Thought today&lt;br /&gt;Fared on my lips&lt;br /&gt;The moment I saw you,&lt;br /&gt;Kiss her lips with love&lt;br /&gt;My heart quested me ,&lt;br /&gt;Listening to the words of my heart&lt;br /&gt;His wish fared on her lips&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29430576-1518640578262110204?l=missyou-vikas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missyou-vikas.blogspot.com/feeds/1518640578262110204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29430576&amp;postID=1518640578262110204' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29430576/posts/default/1518640578262110204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29430576/posts/default/1518640578262110204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missyou-vikas.blogspot.com/2007/10/engagement.html' title='ENGAGEMENT'/><author><name>Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17673581050929465683</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/_vCQZ-RGYLlk/RxdkoJPFdhI/AAAAAAAAAYI/eRiS7vIKgoU/s72-c/4097887Holding_Hands.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29430576.post-3046116761803999765</id><published>2007-10-08T02:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T16:40:35.851-08:00</updated><title type='text'>NOT ME</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vCQZ-RGYLlk/RwycJT2uehI/AAAAAAAAAX4/Uqw3a3Zrf5M/s1600-h/123.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119638560175979026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vCQZ-RGYLlk/RwycJT2uehI/AAAAAAAAAX4/Uqw3a3Zrf5M/s400/123.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Day rises and disappears&lt;br /&gt;I am not the star,&lt;br /&gt;Get into deep sleep in the dawn of night&lt;br /&gt;I am not the candle light,&lt;br /&gt;With day light; fades my light and hides behind cloud&lt;br /&gt;I am not the moon&lt;br /&gt;I am not the fragrance, which fades with flower&lt;br /&gt;I am crazy about you , not deceiver&lt;br /&gt;I am not my heart's criminal nor prisoner&lt;br /&gt;Except you , there is no one else love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29430576-3046116761803999765?l=missyou-vikas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missyou-vikas.blogspot.com/feeds/3046116761803999765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29430576&amp;postID=3046116761803999765' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29430576/posts/default/3046116761803999765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29430576/posts/default/3046116761803999765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missyou-vikas.blogspot.com/2007/10/not-me.html' title='NOT ME'/><author><name>Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17673581050929465683</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/_vCQZ-RGYLlk/RwycJT2uehI/AAAAAAAAAX4/Uqw3a3Zrf5M/s72-c/123.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29430576.post-1822981844938176823</id><published>2007-09-29T01:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T16:40:36.042-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><title type='text'>What Is Love?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vCQZ-RGYLlk/Rv4JdD2uefI/AAAAAAAAAXo/fKRyFzyouTs/s1600-h/CALANFL6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115536621595163122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vCQZ-RGYLlk/Rv4JdD2uefI/AAAAAAAAAXo/fKRyFzyouTs/s400/CALANFL6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is love? Sometimes this question arises in my mind? Well I can say love has different aspects and depth of love can never be measured. I can say this because I have been in love in past. I cant claim that I know everything about love, but yes I have seen love very closely in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I thought to come with different post and to throw light on magic word called&lt;br /&gt;“Love”. Here I am talking of love between 2 genders that is, male &amp;amp; female.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In today’s world people say so easily I am in love. Few talks, meetings, &amp;amp; they say we are in love. I don’t say this wrong , it may happen. But today’s love is temporary , selfish &amp;amp; time being. They fall in love , have pleasure , spend some time at sea shore , few candle light dinners , few emotional words like I love you so much , I cannot live without you&lt;br /&gt;Bla bla  bla !!!! &amp;amp; even decide to get married. But when they come across reality of life, love disappears in minutes &amp;amp; they so easily decide to split.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In olden days it was difficult  to say  this. If we watch olden &amp;amp; today’s movies we can see difference clearly . In those days  they use to express their love with shy &amp;amp; that was the beauty in itself. I don’t say that today’s love is not real. But in those days there was culture in love &amp;amp; beauty-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well now I would like to say , what according to me love is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is eternal &amp;amp; divine feeling of life , Love is conversation between eyes , Love is to stand with each other , Love is understanding , Love is trust , Love is to accept each other the way they are , Love is gentle touch , Love is lust , Love is holding hands , Love is waiting for days for your love for just few minutes of meet , Love is keeping your eyes on way from your love is going to come , Love is to get annoyed with your love &amp;amp; get back to ur love , Love should be soul to soul , Love is promise to be together for life time , Love is after death………………………..!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“ Love should be like rose “&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;IN UR Memories&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have composed poem,&lt;br /&gt;In your memories,&lt;br /&gt;It was beautiful&lt;br /&gt;In your memories,&lt;br /&gt;Pictured your face for lifetime&lt;br /&gt;In your memories&lt;br /&gt;Looked for u every moment&lt;br /&gt;In your memories&lt;br /&gt;Heart &amp;amp; soul is drenched&lt;br /&gt;In your memories,&lt;br /&gt;Wont get your hand&lt;br /&gt;Will pass life&lt;br /&gt;In your memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29430576-1822981844938176823?l=missyou-vikas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missyou-vikas.blogspot.com/feeds/1822981844938176823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29430576&amp;postID=1822981844938176823' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29430576/posts/default/1822981844938176823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29430576/posts/default/1822981844938176823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missyou-vikas.blogspot.com/2007/09/what-is-love.html' title='What Is Love?'/><author><name>Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17673581050929465683</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/_vCQZ-RGYLlk/Rv4JdD2uefI/AAAAAAAAAXo/fKRyFzyouTs/s72-c/CALANFL6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29430576.post-4101177025421727836</id><published>2007-09-20T02:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-20T02:14:38.738-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Am Back For Few Dear Friends</title><content type='html'>In bad times you always come to know who is with you and who were with you just for being sake. Bad times are like filter process under which you can filter the people around you and after that you be with real friends and loving people around you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Few days back I left this blog world for ever. But true love of my few dear friends who are true friends in real sense brought me back to this world . I am always bound to be their for such loving friends in any conditions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like to mention one name of my dear friend Ana , who brought me back to this world with her love. Here I would like to display few messages which encouraged me to come back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;07/09/07 &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear sweet, sweet Vikas! I am forwarding this message to you to showyou that I have defended your honor, my friend. Please do not go... Iwill be very, very sad, dear Vikas. In fact I cry right now. Pleaseyou give more beauty and sweetness to this blogging world than anyharm. You are a kind, loving, sweet and beautiful man! Please don'tgo. Please put your blogs back up! There are people who love you verymuch! I am one. kisses for you and I hope I hear from you again. love always...kiss, kiss and a big hug for my dear friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;11/09/07&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vikas! Oh sweet and dear friend! I am so happy you are still around. Oh please do, Vikas, please continue to come here... you will always find love and understanding -- as it should be in a perfect world. And keep your spirit and head up high. I really do hope one day you will continue with your own blog – you have so much sweetness to share with others.MUAAAAAHHHHHH! Love and kisses for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;14/09/07&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my dear friend. I really do hope you put your blog back up, Vikas. You are a tender and sensitive soul. What the world needs is YOU! -- it does not matter what you post, it is the spirit of you! -- your loveliness that is behind the words and the art! Your joyful and loving spirit is a blessing in a world beset with petty indignation! Without your blog and your beautiful posts, there is a little less joy in bloggerville! I will beg you if I have to...! Pleeeease?!Very BIG kiss for you! MUUAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH!Love always...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;18/09/07&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VIKAS! YIPEEEEEE! I am celebrating! I'm so happy! YEEAAAAAAAH! You're coming back to life! I can't wait...hurry! OH that is wonderful news! Keep living, keep walking with your head held high...keep spreading love! You are simply a joy...such innocence and humble beauty. And here is a poem for you! They are not my words, but they live in my heart, and, in this way, we all share from the same pool of inspiration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A life-time is not what’s between, the moments of birth and death.A life-time is one moment,Between my two little breaths.The present, the here, the now,That’s all the life I get,I live each moment in full,In kindness, in peace, without regret.And a big kiss for you, my dear friend... MUAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!love always...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thank you Ana for bringing me back and I also thank to all my dear friends who also brought me back to this world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Portrait of a Friend"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't give solutions to all of life's problems, doubts,or fears. But I can listen to you, and together we willsearch for answers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't change your past with all it's heartache and pain,nor the future with its untold stories.But I can be there now when you need me to care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't keep your feet from stumbling.I can only offer my hand that you may grasp it and not fall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your joys, triumphs, successes, and happiness are not mine;Yet I can share in your laughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your decisions in life are not mine to make, nor to judge;I can only support you, encourage you,and help you when you ask.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't prevent you from falling away from friendship,from your values, from me.I can only pray for you, talk to you and wait for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't give you boundaries which I have determined for you,But I can give you the room to change, room to grow,room to be yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't keep your heart from breaking and hurting,But I can cry with you and help you pick up the piecesand put them back in place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't tell you who you are.I can only love you and be your friend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29430576-4101177025421727836?l=missyou-vikas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missyou-vikas.blogspot.com/feeds/4101177025421727836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29430576&amp;postID=4101177025421727836' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29430576/posts/default/4101177025421727836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29430576/posts/default/4101177025421727836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missyou-vikas.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-am-back-for-few-dear-friends.html' title='I Am Back For Few Dear Friends'/><author><name>Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17673581050929465683</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>17</thr:total></entry></feed>
