<?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-31151408</id><updated>2011-07-07T22:03:51.309-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dreamz....Thoughts</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meetdream.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31151408/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meetdream.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Dreamzzzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16954001304609751830</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>13</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31151408.post-7504060948846757354</id><published>2010-02-24T14:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-24T14:43:53.809-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Its almost a month that I have quit my job and have landed in this new place.It dint quit hit me that the things/places/people that were part of my life will no more be when I quit my job on 29 Jan or when I landed here on 6th Feb.Today its kind of odd...the thing has hit me hard....real hard...jus waiting to see how long this will last&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31151408-7504060948846757354?l=meetdream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meetdream.blogspot.com/feeds/7504060948846757354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31151408&amp;postID=7504060948846757354' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31151408/posts/default/7504060948846757354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31151408/posts/default/7504060948846757354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meetdream.blogspot.com/2010/02/its-almost-month-that-i-have-quit-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Dreamzzzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16954001304609751830</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31151408.post-1469198633021969570</id><published>2009-04-11T07:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T07:36:57.298-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Random</title><content type='html'>I have been to Place of Heights restaurant located in the heart of Hyderabad for lunch .This place servers some good food as well as one gets to see aerial view of the city.expect for weekends its not that crowded usually,to my surprise  more than half of the restaurant was occupied by gorgeous looking women.&lt;br /&gt;I learn t from my co worker that they were having kitty party . I have heard abt it before but never did I see one. One of the table was loud where all the ladies were discussing abt some fraud done by one member in the party, they figured out who it was during that one hour ,tht made me to wonder why didn t our CBI have any women officers.I was sure that half of the cases would have been solved by them  even got an idea of having a corporate kitty party, so that all women folk working @ my office would get a chance to gossip, have fun,solve mysteries about the management ....hehhehehehehe.....To be honest at this place I was watching a live Ekta Kapoor serial . I kept on asking this question are they inspired by Ekta or Ekta gets inspiration from her.....over all I throughly enjoyed my first encounter with kitty party : )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31151408-1469198633021969570?l=meetdream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meetdream.blogspot.com/feeds/1469198633021969570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31151408&amp;postID=1469198633021969570' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31151408/posts/default/1469198633021969570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31151408/posts/default/1469198633021969570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meetdream.blogspot.com/2009/04/random.html' title='Random'/><author><name>Dreamzzzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16954001304609751830</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31151408.post-3114355326834216001</id><published>2008-01-29T09:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-29T09:46:12.762-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Bradley Hand ITC;font-size:130%;"  &gt;after long I write this.....even though I am not busy  with any thing.....its jus the lack of interest....LAZINESS is again ruling the kingdom of life...heheheh....... recently I did a night out to complete a book...as it was Saturday I had the liberty to wake up late...I sort of liked the story narrated by Jumpa Lahari in &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Namesake&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;  ..the persons are ordinary......none of them have an extraordinary quality tht you end up appreciating. except for the way the author narrates it....was Impressed with her Interpreter of Maladies...again..she  sort of caught me with Namkesake...I didnt watch the movie...somehow I don't want to watch it...as I have imagined every character in my own way...n can't c how Tabu fits into ashima's role...or Irfan Khan as Ashoke Ganguli....except for reading tht book I   don't think I have done any thing tht stands out...&lt;img src="http://lh4.google.com/smahawadhi/R59eUYGbStI/AAAAAAAACyA/Sebo_bfgZMU/s400/IMG_0228.JPG" align="left" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;winter in Hyderabad is good...though I miss snow...n the wind chill that makes tears to roll down    when u go for a walk...sometimes the mornings here are really cold...and I love those mornings...as I c my cheeks wet due to wind tht has caused tears to roll down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt; SIV:&lt;/strong&gt;.....its long tht u have called me...I am waiting...still u didn't call me...so I have volunteered to pitch in ...:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;  &lt;span style=";font-family:Bradley Hand ITC;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;ME:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;....heheheheh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Bradley Hand ITC;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span&gt;Teri aankhon se chhanti hui&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Bradley Hand ITC;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span&gt;Is chamak ki kasam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Bradley Hand ITC;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span&gt;Yeh samandar jo namkeen hai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Bradley Hand ITC;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span&gt;Is namak ki kasam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Bradley Hand ITC;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span&gt;Chauk se chaand pe likh diya hai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Bradley Hand ITC;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span&gt;Naam humne tera&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Bradley Hand ITC;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span&gt;Oh reva reva reva, reva reva reva&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Bradley Hand ITC;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span&gt;Le chalen doliyon mein tumhe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Bradley Hand ITC;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span&gt;Gar iraada karo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Bradley Hand ITC;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span&gt;Ungliyon mein pehen lo yeh rishta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Bradley Hand ITC;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span&gt;Aur vaada karo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31151408-3114355326834216001?l=meetdream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meetdream.blogspot.com/feeds/3114355326834216001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31151408&amp;postID=3114355326834216001' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31151408/posts/default/3114355326834216001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31151408/posts/default/3114355326834216001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meetdream.blogspot.com/2008/01/after-long-i-write-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Dreamzzzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16954001304609751830</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-31151408.post-1359658413989633067</id><published>2007-10-07T11:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-07T12:23:11.210-07:00</updated><title type='text'>late night companions...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;have been hearing to" &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;cry me a river"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; by Billie Holiday for past 2 hrs....shez got such an awesome voice....it doesn’t have any high notes or music...its jus her voice.....sometimes its good to have songs without music...they make you concentrate more on the voice n lyrics...which is the soul of the song...music is like the wrapping on a gift or the skin that one posses…which sags as time passes...but soul remains…heheh...I think I can jus go on n on abt songs....&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;SIV:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;...I guess U like to be Drama Queen....&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;the other song tht I usually listen is &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Humsafar&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; by silkroute...its has got tht rhythm…which is so soothing...it jus takes me to some unknown land…at the same time I am here in the moment…I came to know abt this song from some ones blog…I jus got struck with it for almost 2 yrs…in sad state or happy these guys have always been with me….its strange tht few songs jus stay with U…..lata’s &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;“&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hum ne dekhi hi hai in ankhon mein&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;”…or Asha’s ”&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;mera kuch saman&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;”…..or Mukesh’s ”&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ram kare aysa hojaye&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;’…..or songs of K vishwanth movies…they jus stay with U….cherishing u r moments along with U….&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31151408-1359658413989633067?l=meetdream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meetdream.blogspot.com/feeds/1359658413989633067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31151408&amp;postID=1359658413989633067' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31151408/posts/default/1359658413989633067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31151408/posts/default/1359658413989633067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meetdream.blogspot.com/2007/10/late-night-companions.html' title='late night companions...'/><author><name>Dreamzzzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16954001304609751830</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>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31151408.post-3223670758790839732</id><published>2007-08-04T04:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-04T09:55:46.457-07:00</updated><title type='text'>concept</title><content type='html'>go with the flow was the concept....followed it till date...the more I take things as they come....the more I astonish my self.....had few inhibitions when going with the concept...still have some..its like I am playing blind in a poker game...their is thrill n their is risk.....risk to an extent tht I may lose wht ever I had...or wht ever defined me till date....still I love it.....every time I emerge as a diff person after every blind turn in the road called life.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31151408-3223670758790839732?l=meetdream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meetdream.blogspot.com/feeds/3223670758790839732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31151408&amp;postID=3223670758790839732' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31151408/posts/default/3223670758790839732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31151408/posts/default/3223670758790839732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meetdream.blogspot.com/2007/08/concept.html' title='concept'/><author><name>Dreamzzzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16954001304609751830</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31151408.post-4740956017014285988</id><published>2007-06-25T08:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-25T08:53:14.085-07:00</updated><title type='text'>thorn</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_bugihbKSJTo/Rn_jzBLwOAI/AAAAAAAABqY/U05JUA7LdCc/s1600-h/IMG_0542.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_bugihbKSJTo/Rn_jzBLwOAI/AAAAAAAABqY/U05JUA7LdCc/s320/IMG_0542.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080029370327775234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one is my latest click....my dupatta got struck in the thorns..while I went out to get shots of trees that were drenched in the rain....then this particular tree caught my eye...Thorns those were the ones tht caught my eyes...&lt;br /&gt;"Thorns....we add beauty to a plant....N protect it...dont consider as an obstacles..."&lt;br /&gt;thats the title for it&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31151408-4740956017014285988?l=meetdream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meetdream.blogspot.com/feeds/4740956017014285988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31151408&amp;postID=4740956017014285988' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31151408/posts/default/4740956017014285988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31151408/posts/default/4740956017014285988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meetdream.blogspot.com/2007/06/thorn.html' title='thorn'/><author><name>Dreamzzzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16954001304609751830</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://bp1.blogger.com/_bugihbKSJTo/Rn_jzBLwOAI/AAAAAAAABqY/U05JUA7LdCc/s72-c/IMG_0542.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31151408.post-792887677958332289</id><published>2007-04-19T00:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-19T01:01:26.815-07:00</updated><title type='text'>another shot</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_bugihbKSJTo/RichN4ROMhI/AAAAAAAABko/zOZc3jFosg8/s1600-h/IMG_0088.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_bugihbKSJTo/RichN4ROMhI/AAAAAAAABko/zOZc3jFosg8/s320/IMG_0088.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055045629073306130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thts picture of day...went to a restaurant for dinner...this was a lamp shade....it reminded me of flames.....“True Love burns the brightest, But the brightest flames leave the deepest scars.”..is the caption for it...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31151408-792887677958332289?l=meetdream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meetdream.blogspot.com/feeds/792887677958332289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31151408&amp;postID=792887677958332289' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31151408/posts/default/792887677958332289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31151408/posts/default/792887677958332289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meetdream.blogspot.com/2007/04/another-shot.html' title='another shot'/><author><name>Dreamzzzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16954001304609751830</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://bp2.blogger.com/_bugihbKSJTo/RichN4ROMhI/AAAAAAAABko/zOZc3jFosg8/s72-c/IMG_0088.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31151408.post-115709891668915310</id><published>2006-09-01T01:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-01T07:46:52.923-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/552/3357/1600/IMG_0070.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/552/3357/320/IMG_0070.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The sky is violet…n the breeze is chill…not cold….the chillness brought a sudden jerk in the spine….the violet sky represented the state of mind…it has been running from the truth…didn’t want to face wht&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;the truth was…..even though everyone has heard it saying the truth…they don’t want to hear it…n they don’t want it also to accept &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;that it was the reality….Y does everyone want to hear every time everything is fine…y they cannot take the simple truth…&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31151408-115709891668915310?l=meetdream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meetdream.blogspot.com/feeds/115709891668915310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31151408&amp;postID=115709891668915310' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31151408/posts/default/115709891668915310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31151408/posts/default/115709891668915310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meetdream.blogspot.com/2006/09/sky-is-violetn-breeze-is-chillnot-cold.html' title=''/><author><name>Dreamzzzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16954001304609751830</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31151408.post-115562844580385486</id><published>2006-08-15T00:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-01T07:46:52.863-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/552/3357/1600/IMG_2079.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/552/3357/320/IMG_2079.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;took this foto on sunday.....I thought it represented purity....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31151408-115562844580385486?l=meetdream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meetdream.blogspot.com/feeds/115562844580385486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31151408&amp;postID=115562844580385486' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31151408/posts/default/115562844580385486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31151408/posts/default/115562844580385486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meetdream.blogspot.com/2006/08/took-this-foto-on-sunday.html' title=''/><author><name>Dreamzzzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16954001304609751830</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31151408.post-115536932852709817</id><published>2006-08-12T00:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-01T07:46:52.808-08:00</updated><title type='text'>some thought....</title><content type='html'>mmm...sometimes I keep wondering...y ppl have so much hatred/dislike in them...or y r they so egoistic ..... lot of them cannt forego it....it would be exaggurating if I said I didnt have ego.....but not any more ........when I was abt 20 or so I couldnt &lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Palatino Linotype&amp;quot;;"&gt;compromise&lt;/span&gt; my ego N didnt actually talk with one of my closebuddy...I did talk...none of them knew tht we were having a cold war...thts wht I say...I did everything N she did everything but the closeness tht we shared was missing....it  was as if we were  being nice to each other...as we didnt want anyone to speculate about our freindship...and after 4 yrs we broke the barriage...when I think abt it I jus feel tht I was acting like a kid....&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;.jo aapna bath mana ne ke liye...kuch bhi kartha hai..&lt;/span&gt;..but I am no more like tht.. ....now  even if I have somesort of misunderstanding I try to clarify it...I dont feel anysort of ego to go and talk with the other person...I feel tht some one should take the 1st step...I have no problem in taking the 1st step...as I have realized how hard it was to take the 1st step...to forego ego....its not worth to lose so much of time...  life is short ...its like &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Pyar ke liye poori zindagi kam padthi hai...jane kaha log nafrat ke liye waqt nikal lethe hai"  &lt;/span&gt;N if I jus go on stop talking with ppl ...or I am tring to be nice to other person...I would be at loss...with a bitter feeling towards everyone...I am not gaining any thng from it...except for some sort of dislike/hate towards others...I am not proving any point. to anyone not even to me...now I cannt really say tht I have overcomed it completely...but definetly I did...and when I encounter ppl like me(past me)...I am like...this is me......which brings a cresent on my face....I am happy.....rather I  should say at peace.....y am I talking or thinking all this......may be becoz I c ppl hating...disliking other ppl so much...Iseral  and lebonon ...... India  and pakistan....US A/West and so called terrorists groups.......each one of them have a false ego...which they bread.....n even if one wants to compromise the other  party doesnt want...even it cost lifes of innocent humans.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31151408-115536932852709817?l=meetdream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meetdream.blogspot.com/feeds/115536932852709817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31151408&amp;postID=115536932852709817' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31151408/posts/default/115536932852709817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31151408/posts/default/115536932852709817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meetdream.blogspot.com/2006/08/some-thought.html' title='some thought....'/><author><name>Dreamzzzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16954001304609751830</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-31151408.post-115447147902835517</id><published>2006-08-01T15:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-01T07:46:52.692-08:00</updated><title type='text'>one month</title><content type='html'>its almost one month......&lt;br /&gt;the restless ness is not much....its kind of numb....except for odd day I dont feel  anything abt anything....thts kind of odd...I c the feelings or wht U call the human reactions are slowly ending....I no  more feel attracted to anything...I am not eager or enthusiastic abt anythng....I have seen my self transforming into this......I no more feel bored...or excited.....days jus pass...wht I want from life....this question pops up regularly.....for which I have no answers......I do a lot of daydreaming...but exactly I dont know wht I want from life or wht am I searching....I donnow....&lt;br /&gt;nowadays...I become imaptient sudeenly...jus for few mins... hardly last for 2 min.....then everything is normal....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31151408-115447147902835517?l=meetdream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meetdream.blogspot.com/feeds/115447147902835517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31151408&amp;postID=115447147902835517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31151408/posts/default/115447147902835517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31151408/posts/default/115447147902835517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meetdream.blogspot.com/2006/08/one-month.html' title='one month'/><author><name>Dreamzzzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16954001304609751830</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-31151408.post-115329275822521706</id><published>2006-07-19T00:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-01T07:46:52.632-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wierd Thought</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Rulake gaya Sapna mera…”.was going in the background….its one of her favorite…she was having coffee in the balcony….the evening breeze was cool n slow….the sun hasn’t gone back home….and sky was looking a bit sad….as it was time to bid farewell to its &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;partner…it was all in orange N black shade….mmmmm….she was totally engrossed in the weather N the song……she felt a sudden urge that ……wht would happen if life stopped for a moment here….&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31151408-115329275822521706?l=meetdream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meetdream.blogspot.com/feeds/115329275822521706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31151408&amp;postID=115329275822521706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31151408/posts/default/115329275822521706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31151408/posts/default/115329275822521706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meetdream.blogspot.com/2006/07/wierd-thought_19.html' title='Wierd Thought'/><author><name>Dreamzzzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16954001304609751830</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-31151408.post-115293252184856556</id><published>2006-07-14T20:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-01T07:46:52.495-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ME....Jus RUNNING !!!</title><content type='html'>I was watching TV N saw this ad of Chase bank…where this song is played in the background “everything you need is love”….n ppl  gifting each other…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This ad made me think…..wht we really want or need as a Human…..I don’t think love is what we all are running around…..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SIV:….their may be exceptions….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:….I am talking ppl in genral…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SIV:…mmm…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ME:….if love was wht we all need or want then this world would have been  more beautifulll or rather peaceful…..their wouldn’t have been so much violence /natural disasters happening all around the world…their wouldn’t have been blasts in Mumbai.. Baghdad…Lebanon…Israeli…or any other place….their wouldn’t been drought in Somalia….Tsunami in Indonesia….floods in various countries which kill thousands of ppl every year…… All we need is “MONEY”….which provides us the power to control others…or terrorize them …..show others tht we r more superior then them…..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SIV:….mmmm….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:…..N the stupidity of Homo Sapiens has deepen so much tht they tend to believe in such ads N are satisfied by the instant pleasure/happiness tht these materialistic things provide…..RUN behind them……&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SIV:…don’t U  think u r some what over reacting on a small ad…..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:…..I don’t think I am over reacting….I hate my self  at this moment to be one of them…running around money/materialistic things…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do I do any thing to stop all this? …..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Answer is NO….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All tht I can do is to jus sympathize with those ppl who suffer from such things at tht moment or…shed a tear……or… criticize the ppl who are doing it …N next moment I move on with my RUN……&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would be more effected or I would be unhappy for longer period if I knew the ppl(personally) who have been affected by such things…. after tht…the RUN again starts….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sometimes feel…tht Man must have been more content rather happy with life when he hasn't fed himself with so much knowledge abt so many things…..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sometimes even wish tht the evolution of Man  from ape didn’t occur….after all this evolution and advancement……we still didn’t get rid of tht animal instinct in us…TO KILL…we are jus pathetic…all we do is to defend our self for our selfish acts….N the reason that we give is ”In order to survive we should be like tht”……&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;…mmm…I guess I am more lazy to do anything to stop things…..rather  I don’t want to take the chance….or I am afraid tht I may fail…..and I am a PATHETIC Human…who likes to  complain rather than doing something abt it……all I do is …. remove my frustration(hide my inability) by writing abt it….so tht latter I can defend my self saying tht atleast I reacted ……PATHETIC ME !!!!……&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SIV……I totally agree with U…mmmm……….&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31151408-115293252184856556?l=meetdream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meetdream.blogspot.com/feeds/115293252184856556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31151408&amp;postID=115293252184856556' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31151408/posts/default/115293252184856556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31151408/posts/default/115293252184856556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meetdream.blogspot.com/2006/07/mejus-running.html' title='ME....Jus RUNNING !!!'/><author><name>Dreamzzzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16954001304609751830</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></feed>
