<?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-25441746</id><updated>2011-10-15T09:28:12.688-07:00</updated><category term='Other Authors'/><category term='Songs'/><category term='Sher-o-shayari'/><category term='ConfessionsOfATroubledSoul'/><category term='Inspirations'/><category term='Ramblings'/><category term='Inside Revelations'/><category term='Friends'/><category term='Inspired'/><category term='Poems'/><category term='Fun'/><category term='India'/><category term='Movie'/><category term='Snippets'/><title type='text'>Azal - the first moment of creation</title><subtitle type='html'>Creating on the spur... Inspired by everything!!!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazbah.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25441746/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jazbah.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Maverick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18132548828356620889</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' 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karke paar,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dhoop ki kiran ko choo loon ek baar! ek baar!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25441746-5204279412036914054?l=jazbah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazbah.blogspot.com/feeds/5204279412036914054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25441746&amp;postID=5204279412036914054' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25441746/posts/default/5204279412036914054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25441746/posts/default/5204279412036914054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jazbah.blogspot.com/2011/07/dhoop.html' title='Dhoop!'/><author><name>Maverick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18132548828356620889</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-25441746.post-3262649924644028300</id><published>2011-04-13T09:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-13T09:34:59.467-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sher-o-shayari'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Gumraah hoke is bheed ki shor se,&lt;br /&gt;Timtima rahi hai roshni is surang ke chor pe..&lt;br /&gt;Chal jo raha hoon, jiske sahare us aur mein,&lt;span class="messageBody"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darta hoon kahin dhaage na nikal jaaye us dor ke..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25441746-3262649924644028300?l=jazbah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazbah.blogspot.com/feeds/3262649924644028300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25441746&amp;postID=3262649924644028300' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25441746/posts/default/3262649924644028300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25441746/posts/default/3262649924644028300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jazbah.blogspot.com/2011/04/gumraah-hoke-is-bheed-ki-shor-se.html' title=''/><author><name>Maverick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18132548828356620889</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-25441746.post-1583575950655340937</id><published>2011-03-20T08:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-20T08:20:58.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'>That one thing!!</title><content type='html'>There are times, there are people,&lt;br /&gt;you make some yours, you let some go,&lt;br /&gt;You fight some, you love some, you earn some,&lt;br /&gt;you see some, you hear some, you touch some,&lt;br /&gt;And you learn..&lt;br /&gt;That you need to catch hold of that one thing,&lt;br /&gt;That makes a life worth living.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The road that you've been walking on,&lt;br /&gt;It ain't enough sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;Because up until now,&lt;br /&gt;It feels like you have been going in circles.&lt;br /&gt;And somehow you still have to believe,&lt;br /&gt;There is something you need to catch hold of,&lt;br /&gt;That makes a life worth living.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Memories are all you can make,&lt;br /&gt;Memories are all you can carry to the end.&lt;br /&gt;Someday when the time comes, at the end of it all,&lt;br /&gt;To look back at memories.&lt;br /&gt;You hope to say,&lt;br /&gt;Hey look I have that one thing,&lt;br /&gt;That makes a life worth living.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25441746-1583575950655340937?l=jazbah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazbah.blogspot.com/feeds/1583575950655340937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25441746&amp;postID=1583575950655340937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='html'>&lt;h3 style="font-style: italic;" class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}"&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;The winds have formed towards direction anew..&lt;br /&gt;And the clouds have blown hither thither,&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes you are drenched in heat..&lt;br /&gt;And next you fall into a wave of rain,&lt;br /&gt;Times flow towards and away..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_hide"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show"&gt;Guess, changing is that time again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25441746-1605210924475983968?l=jazbah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazbah.blogspot.com/feeds/1605210924475983968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;Hosh bhi gawana chahe hum..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3  style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;Toh aisa jaam na bana sakte hain..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25441746-6031139552847468150?l=jazbah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazbah.blogspot.com/feeds/6031139552847468150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25441746&amp;postID=6031139552847468150' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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type='text'>kismat!</title><content type='html'>&lt;h3 style="font-weight: normal;" class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3 style="font-weight: normal; font-style: italic;" class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}"&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;Tamannaon ke bane tasweer,&lt;br /&gt;Tassawur ke bane taqdeer..&lt;br /&gt;Khayalon ke bane zanzeer,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_hide"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show"&gt;Aur Kismat ke bane faqeer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25441746-173092392710263762?l=jazbah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazbah.blogspot.com/feeds/173092392710263762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25441746&amp;postID=173092392710263762' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25441746/posts/default/173092392710263762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25441746/posts/default/173092392710263762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jazbah.blogspot.com/2010/08/kismat.html' title='kismat!'/><author><name>Maverick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18132548828356620889</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-25441746.post-6330269912014578374</id><published>2010-08-12T04:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-12T04:11:39.560-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sher-o-shayari'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramblings'/><title type='text'>kagaz yeh zindagi ka</title><content type='html'>&lt;h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}"&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;Dosti, mohabbat, ilm aur sabr paa bhi lein,&lt;br /&gt;phir bhi adhoora lagta hai, gharaaz yeh zindagi ka..&lt;br /&gt;kitne josh se humne likhne ki koshish ki hai,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_hide"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show"&gt;phir bhi soona lagta hai, kagaz yeh zindagi ka..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25441746-6330269912014578374?l=jazbah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazbah.blogspot.com/feeds/6330269912014578374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25441746&amp;postID=6330269912014578374' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25441746/posts/default/6330269912014578374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25441746/posts/default/6330269912014578374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jazbah.blogspot.com/2010/08/kagaz-yeh-zindagi-ka.html' title='kagaz yeh zindagi ka'/><author><name>Maverick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18132548828356620889</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-25441746.post-1866585134558156453</id><published>2009-08-09T06:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T10:25:14.590-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sher-o-shayari'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramblings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inspired'/><title type='text'>Samay ke Samandar</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Samay ke Samandar mein doobti hai kismat kabhi,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Aur kabhi doob ke ubhar jaati hai..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bas ek Sawal hai ki zindagi ki yeh leher,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Na jaane Kis Saahil pe jaake ruk jaati hai..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25441746-1866585134558156453?l=jazbah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazbah.blogspot.com/feeds/1866585134558156453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25441746&amp;postID=1866585134558156453' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25441746/posts/default/1866585134558156453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25441746/posts/default/1866585134558156453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jazbah.blogspot.com/2009/08/samay-ke-samandar.html' title='Samay ke Samandar'/><author><name>Maverick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18132548828356620889</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-25441746.post-6073513994325898743</id><published>2009-01-04T09:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T10:24:44.438-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sher-o-shayari'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramblings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inspirations'/><title type='text'>_________</title><content type='html'>Zindagi mein is paar hum khush toh hain,&lt;br /&gt;Par aaj us paar hone ka mann kar raha hai..&lt;br /&gt;Haste toh hum gamon pe hamesha hi hain,&lt;br /&gt;Par aaj gee bhar ke rone ka mann kar raha hai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25441746-6073513994325898743?l=jazbah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazbah.blogspot.com/feeds/6073513994325898743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25441746&amp;postID=6073513994325898743' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25441746/posts/default/6073513994325898743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25441746/posts/default/6073513994325898743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jazbah.blogspot.com/2009/01/blog-post.html' title='_________'/><author><name>Maverick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18132548828356620889</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-25441746.post-7411082983929346762</id><published>2008-11-23T09:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T09:04:05.250-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ConfessionsOfATroubledSoul'/><title type='text'>Life! What For?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 1in;"&gt;“So, What do you think is the purpose of life?”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 1in;"&gt;“Huh” I blurted out. What kind of question was that I thought.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 1in;"&gt;“What do you think you were born for?”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 1in;"&gt;“I am a computer engineer.”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 1in;"&gt;“So, do you think you were born to become an engineer. What I mean to ask is that if you are successful in computer engineering then your life is complete and you are satisfied? Can you spend your life writing programs? ”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 1in;"&gt;“Can’t say that. Engineering is just a way of getting me the knowledge to become successful, earn enough money and have a successful life.”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 1in;"&gt;“So becoming successful is the purpose of your life?”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 1in;"&gt;“Yes definitely.”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 1in;"&gt;“For the purpose of conversation, let me ask you this, If you die after you become successful then you will have no regrets?”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 1in;"&gt;“Hmmm, if you put it that way then no, once my family has that kind of security then, (s you bluntly put) I can die.”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 1in;"&gt;“So you want to live for your family.”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 1in;"&gt;“Yes.”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 1in;"&gt;“Tell me one thing then, when you were born, did you know that you were going to be a computer engineer and then that you will have a family and you have to be successful for you family to be secure after you.”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 1in;"&gt;“No, of course not. They come as you get older.”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 1in;"&gt;“So don’t you think goals or purpose or responsibilities are much better words to explain these things.”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 1in;"&gt;Oh man … me and my big mouth.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 1in;"&gt;“Yes they definitely are better words.”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 1in;"&gt;“So I ask you again, let me rephrase it to you. Do you think there is something you have to do for which you were born. Something that makes your life meaningful. Don’t you think so, that otherwise your life would be like any other individual just born lived and died.?”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 1in;"&gt;(She actually makes sense.)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 1in;"&gt;“So you think that everyone here was born to do something, something with a purpose.”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 1in;"&gt;“Well, Don’t you think so?”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 1in;"&gt;“Well yes… but..”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 1in;"&gt;“So what do you think is your purpose of life? What I’m asking is what is your destiny?” She asked with a smile.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25441746-7411082983929346762?l=jazbah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazbah.blogspot.com/feeds/7411082983929346762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25441746&amp;postID=7411082983929346762' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25441746/posts/default/7411082983929346762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25441746/posts/default/7411082983929346762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jazbah.blogspot.com/2008/11/life-what-for.html' title='Life! What For?'/><author><name>Maverick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18132548828356620889</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-25441746.post-1649190267795055599</id><published>2008-11-22T10:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T10:52:13.906-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ConfessionsOfATroubledSoul'/><title type='text'>GOD?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 1in;"&gt;“Why?” She asked, “If you don’t mind might I ask you a personal question?” “Yes” I said, “Go ahead.” &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 1in;"&gt;“Do you believe in God?”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 1in;"&gt;I became skeptical, as I was expecting something else. “Come on, in this world of today!! Where man is breaking down nuclei to find out what it is made up of and sending up probes to mars to find out if there is life on it. Seventy five years ago Hubble proved that the universes were as a result of the Big Bang and not some divine creation. As an engineer I am afraid my answer to this is a no.”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 1in;"&gt;“So you have no belief in God.”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 1in;"&gt;“I guess not.”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 1in;"&gt;“So you are telling me you have not taken God’s name or rather God has not helped you in any way.”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 1in;"&gt;“Of course what I am today is because of what I have done and not because God had planned it for me.”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 1in;"&gt;“Can I ask you something else? Have you ever done something unbelievable which you thought you would never be able to do or have you ever seen somebody do anything unbelievable?”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 1in;"&gt;“Like in the movies??”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 1in;"&gt;“No not like in movies, Most of them are setup or special effects. More like in reality shows, where people perform unbelievable stunts.”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 1in;"&gt;“Hmm well I am a fan of reality shows and the stunts they show on that channel are quite questionable and I always thought how they did it.”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 1in;"&gt;“And what about you, what do you do when you want to get by something, let’s say a deadline.”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 1in;"&gt;“Well I had faith in myself. I said to myself that I could do it and I did it. But it wasn’t like god told me.”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 1in;"&gt;“So you mean to say that a little voice inside you helped you.”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 1in;"&gt;“Well you can put it that way.”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 1in;"&gt;“What do you think that people who do things, think about when they do it.”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 1in;"&gt;“They must be asking God to take care of them when they do things unexplainable.”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 1in;"&gt;“But god is not there right?? So how do they do those things?”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 1in;"&gt;“Well they have faith in god. The GOD they believe in of course.”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 1in;"&gt;“So why do you think GOD is another being or a supernatural entity. Why can’t God be the thought itself. You believe in yourself or your potential to get by things. People believe in God. So do you see something similar.”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 1in;"&gt;“You mean to say that God is faith.”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 1in;"&gt;“Why couldn’t faith be God. Previously when unexplainable things happened people attributed them to be actions of God, and that concept has been passed on from generation to generation, however most of the things are today explainable by science. Still there are some things, like heroic actions of people and origin of thought itself for example, that are unexplainable by science. In those situations the only thing that gets us by is faith, may it be in itself or any other entity or rather God. It’s only a matter a perception that people have. Don’t you think so?”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Thought I would merge this one with my other blog..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25441746-1649190267795055599?l=jazbah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazbah.blogspot.com/feeds/1649190267795055599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25441746&amp;postID=1649190267795055599' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25441746/posts/default/1649190267795055599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25441746/posts/default/1649190267795055599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jazbah.blogspot.com/2008/11/god.html' title='GOD?'/><author><name>Maverick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18132548828356620889</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-25441746.post-2201994396677956804</id><published>2008-09-22T10:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T10:16:54.239-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sher-o-shayari'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramblings'/><title type='text'>Yaadon Mein!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pehle sirf khamooshion mein tumhari yaad aati thi,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Aaj kal har pal khaamoshi chaayi rehti hai.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Akele rehte to shaayad mar bhi jaate,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Par tanhaaion mein bhi tumhaari yaad satati rehti hai.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25441746-2201994396677956804?l=jazbah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazbah.blogspot.com/feeds/2201994396677956804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25441746&amp;postID=2201994396677956804' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25441746/posts/default/2201994396677956804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25441746/posts/default/2201994396677956804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jazbah.blogspot.com/2008/09/yaadon-mein.html' title='Yaadon Mein!'/><author><name>Maverick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18132548828356620889</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-25441746.post-7361216252065113859</id><published>2008-05-25T03:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T03:22:15.170-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sher-o-shayari'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inspired'/><title type='text'>Dost !!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Baantte the tum khushi jo har kadam..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Gam mein apne, humein yoon na bhool jao,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Itni bhi dosti mat nibhao yaar humse..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ki hasake humein, tum khud hasna bhool jao !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25441746-7361216252065113859?l=jazbah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazbah.blogspot.com/feeds/7361216252065113859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25441746&amp;postID=7361216252065113859' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25441746/posts/default/7361216252065113859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25441746/posts/default/7361216252065113859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jazbah.blogspot.com/2008/05/dost.html' title='Dost !!'/><author><name>Maverick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18132548828356620889</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-25441746.post-791246893206442654</id><published>2008-05-05T08:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-05T09:02:43.296-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inside Revelations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sher-o-shayari'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramblings'/><title type='text'>Life!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_cmIJPziotiE/SB8u2JkFKaI/AAAAAAAABB4/RLF2Z2BKnyM/s1600-h/CIMG4613-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_cmIJPziotiE/SB8u2JkFKaI/AAAAAAAABB4/RLF2Z2BKnyM/s400/CIMG4613-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196924002823907746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeh Zindagi bhi kitni Ajeeb Hai..&lt;br /&gt;Kabhi khushi deti hai to kabhi gam,&lt;br /&gt;Chalte rehte hain Hum kiski talash mein?..&lt;br /&gt;Kabhi saath mein kisike, to kabhi akele hum!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&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/25441746-791246893206442654?l=jazbah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazbah.blogspot.com/feeds/791246893206442654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25441746&amp;postID=791246893206442654' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25441746/posts/default/791246893206442654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25441746/posts/default/791246893206442654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jazbah.blogspot.com/2008/05/life.html' title='Life!!'/><author><name>Maverick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18132548828356620889</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/_cmIJPziotiE/SB8u2JkFKaI/AAAAAAAABB4/RLF2Z2BKnyM/s72-c/CIMG4613-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25441746.post-7012069271567211267</id><published>2008-02-12T22:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-12T22:46:13.590-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poems'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramblings'/><title type='text'>Sometimes..</title><content type='html'>- Maverick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes life seems to be slowing down,&lt;br /&gt;When days seem dull with no joy or fun..&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes days seem to be flying by,&lt;br /&gt;And it looks like you have missed your turn..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there is that unanswered question,&lt;br /&gt;You can seem to get past it..&lt;br /&gt;But you just let go and carry on,&lt;br /&gt;'Cause all You can do is get used to it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes friends leave,&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes love is lost..&lt;br /&gt;You heart feels heavy,&lt;br /&gt;Like a dark spell is cast..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything changes from there on,&lt;br /&gt;And you cant seem to forget it..&lt;br /&gt;But You wipe your tears and carry on,&lt;br /&gt;'Cause all You can do is just get used to it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One moment you are flying high,&lt;br /&gt;When sometimes without reason..&lt;br /&gt;The next moment you fall to the pavement,&lt;br /&gt;Your wings break and it hurts a ton..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It feels like you can make it on your own,&lt;br /&gt;And you will not get over it..&lt;br /&gt;But you just pick yourself up and carry on,&lt;br /&gt;'Cause all you can do is get used to it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes you cant see whats ahead,&lt;br /&gt;Your hearts filled with this binding unrest..&lt;br /&gt;Where you are going seems so unknown,&lt;br /&gt;Whats next is but only a guess..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you pick a way and carry on,&lt;br /&gt;'Cause all you can do is just get used to it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes... Sometimes..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25441746-7012069271567211267?l=jazbah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazbah.blogspot.com/feeds/7012069271567211267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25441746&amp;postID=7012069271567211267' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25441746/posts/default/7012069271567211267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25441746/posts/default/7012069271567211267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jazbah.blogspot.com/2008/02/sometimes.html' title='Sometimes..'/><author><name>Maverick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18132548828356620889</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-25441746.post-9067138313494067844</id><published>2008-02-12T22:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-12T22:45:23.331-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sher-o-shayari'/><title type='text'>Aashiq..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Uski yaad tadpati hain har roz,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hum jise kal apna bana na sake..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ab Kal maut bhi aaye to hamein gila nahi,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jaayenge woh naam leke, jiski yaad mein jee na sake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Aye Ishq ko naadan samajh kar hasne wale,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kabhi gaur kar ik aashiq ke afsaane gam ke..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dard-e-mohabbat mein jo sukoon milta hai hamein,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kabhi aake dekh is gali mein deewana banke..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25441746-9067138313494067844?l=jazbah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazbah.blogspot.com/feeds/9067138313494067844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25441746&amp;postID=9067138313494067844' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25441746/posts/default/9067138313494067844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25441746/posts/default/9067138313494067844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jazbah.blogspot.com/2008/02/aashiq.html' title='Aashiq..'/><author><name>Maverick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18132548828356620889</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-25441746.post-5030819135021940608</id><published>2008-01-20T23:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-20T23:23:42.406-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sher-o-shayari'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramblings'/><title type='text'>Zindagi....</title><content type='html'>Arz Kiya Hai...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hasta hua chehra to bas hamari duniyadaari hai,&lt;br /&gt;Aansoon bahate rahe hum tanhaayion mein..&lt;br /&gt;Dhoondhte jawabon ki roshni, zindagi bhar ek taraf,&lt;br /&gt;Aur Ek taraf kaate raaste, sawaalon ki parchaayion mein..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25441746-5030819135021940608?l=jazbah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazbah.blogspot.com/feeds/5030819135021940608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25441746&amp;postID=5030819135021940608' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25441746/posts/default/5030819135021940608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25441746/posts/default/5030819135021940608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jazbah.blogspot.com/2008/01/zindagi.html' title='Zindagi....'/><author><name>Maverick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18132548828356620889</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-25441746.post-5060810635214571079</id><published>2008-01-01T01:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-01T01:24:06.863-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inside Revelations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramblings'/><title type='text'>How did I Celebrate my New Year!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always wondered what is the best way to celebrate the coming of a "New Year" and I never got a definite answer. I have yet to actually celebrate the coming of a new year. Usually I used to watch TV watching the world around partying all night like crazy, counting down to the last second of the passing year and shouting their hearts out as clock strikes 12. Sadly my cable was out this week and I was deprived of my yearly tradition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I think this was my best last day of the year yet. Why? Because the events of the day couldn't have been any better for me! I woke up at 10:30, and after the usual morning routine reached office at about 12 (yeah, I know). My team was already there celebrating by playing a game of counter-strike. I joined in and we altogether enjoyed brutally shooting each other in the head for about 2 hours, after which it was time for lunch.&lt;br /&gt;Lunch was a bit mellow with chitchat over office food about what we did over the weekend and how and if we had made any plans for the night. After lunch we continued with the game for about another 2 hours(and you think we actually worked, :D).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally something I had been waiting for about two weeks. Two of my best friends who had gone to the US were visiting and had come to meet. So I immediately left the game and went down to our local snacks restaurant for an evening of getting updated on whats been going on in everybody's life, teasing each other on various topics, serious discussions on the future and its prospects. Time flew, literally. We talked for about four and half hours, after which I went back to my office, and not so surprisingly found it empty. It was 3 hours till midnight. So I started going through my huge collection of pictures to actually see what amount of fun I had in the last year. I found lots of friends, lots of creations, and lots of puzzles we used to play with. It brought back all the nostalgic moments. I began uploading all the photos and it took me almost an hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally I went home. My brother had just come back from bombay, so we decided we would check out the night life on the last day and celebrate my brothers last day as a bachelor. So we took the car, with my brother driving at full speed over the flyovers, overtaking almost everybody. When we reached the happening places, we just cruised through watching all the glitter and noise. My brother got tired and we raced back home and we were back 15 mins before midnight. On the way we stopped at Mc Donalds for a midnight snack, and i took just a plain vanilla cone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back home still eating the cone, I messaged everybody wishing them a new year, tried to call a close friend of mine, whose mobile was sadly switched off. It was almost midnight and it all came down to standing in my balcony eating vanilla ice-cream hearing the sounds of the new year arriving with booms and bangs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 mins later I was fast asleep. Nice way to celebrate the new years, dont u think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Wishing you a Convoluting in terms of happiness, Randomised in terms of surprises, Filtering in terms of sorrows, and Compunding in terms of prosperity and a very New as in never before experienced New Year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25441746-5060810635214571079?l=jazbah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazbah.blogspot.com/feeds/5060810635214571079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25441746&amp;postID=5060810635214571079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25441746/posts/default/5060810635214571079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25441746/posts/default/5060810635214571079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jazbah.blogspot.com/2008/01/how-did-i-celebrate-my-new-year.html' title='How did I Celebrate my New Year!!'/><author><name>Maverick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18132548828356620889</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-25441746.post-730821125756118557</id><published>2007-12-13T07:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-13T08:02:46.013-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sher-o-shayari'/><title type='text'>Tanhaayee!!</title><content type='html'>Bekas ek Taara tha..&lt;br /&gt;    Aur yeh beintehaan aasmaan,&lt;br /&gt;Dar lagta hai kahin woh meri tarah,&lt;br /&gt;    Kho na jaaye apni tanhaayee mein!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hum gum seh to lete hain,&lt;br /&gt;        Sirf yeh gum na hota to,&lt;br /&gt;Hum dard seh to lete hain,&lt;br /&gt;        Sirf yeh dard na hota to..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25441746-730821125756118557?l=jazbah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazbah.blogspot.com/feeds/730821125756118557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25441746&amp;postID=730821125756118557' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25441746/posts/default/730821125756118557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25441746/posts/default/730821125756118557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jazbah.blogspot.com/2007/12/tanhaayee.html' title='Tanhaayee!!'/><author><name>Maverick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18132548828356620889</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-25441746.post-8136798272037189636</id><published>2007-11-13T08:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-13T23:05:12.971-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sher-o-shayari'/><title type='text'>Dil Se..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Aankhon mein tassawur na ho,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;To sirf rangon se tasweer nahi banti..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dil mein use paane ka jazbah chahiye,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sirf Khwahishon se taqdeer nahi banti.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bheed mein chalte the hum bhi,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Par akele rehne ki aadat si ho gayi hai..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Baatein banate the hum bhi hazaaron,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Par un baaton mein khaamosh rehne ki aadat si ho gayi hai.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Siskiyan leti hai dhadkan hamari, Ek nazar mil jaaye to,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jaam kya zeher bhi peelenge, Un hoton se pila de to..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Zameen aasman kya, poori kaynaat rakh denge kadmon pe unke,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sirf sharma ke ek baar woh humein apna bulaye to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25441746-8136798272037189636?l=jazbah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazbah.blogspot.com/feeds/8136798272037189636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25441746&amp;postID=8136798272037189636' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25441746/posts/default/8136798272037189636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25441746/posts/default/8136798272037189636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jazbah.blogspot.com/2007/11/dil-se.html' title='Dil Se..'/><author><name>Maverick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18132548828356620889</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-25441746.post-5098285644182448378</id><published>2007-10-28T11:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-29T01:48:27.751-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inside Revelations'/><title type='text'>Who Am I?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Maverick means independent in thought and action(more on the rebellious side though..), and thus i think of myself as different from everybody. I am unique, and i think everybody is unique in their own terms, but it does not end there. Life is a paradox, always ends in contradiction. So it wouldn't be a total lie when i say people are unique and yet similar to others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People are not born alone, they are born into a society. What they inherit is a cumulative effect of the years they spend with their family, their friends. What you have is what you inherit from others, how you use them is what makes you unique. After all, it is our choices, that show what we truly are, far more than our abilities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then its not good to forget where you got those abilities. I am always envious of others even the best of my friends, because you always find some admirable qualities which I want in me. And thus I am an anamoly made from others with something of my own, the only thing i claim as my own is that i am an observer, an eternal student.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have compiled a list of friends that make me. Those who know me try to find themselves, those who think they are not on the list, it means I still haven't found the right word to describe what i have learned from guys and i apologize for that.Trust me I will update it as soon as possible. And guys don't mind :). So here goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The down to earth debugger.&lt;br /&gt;2. The one with happy thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;3. The smooth talker.&lt;br /&gt;4. The planned one who people think is lucky.&lt;br /&gt;5. The silent one.&lt;br /&gt;6. The graceful dancer.&lt;br /&gt;7. The happy go lucky but serious.&lt;br /&gt;8. The strong one who is working towards a purpose.&lt;br /&gt;9. The outgoing one.&lt;br /&gt;10.The stylish, who is as confused as i am, probably.&lt;br /&gt;11.The mind your own business one.&lt;br /&gt;12.The one with the business mind.&lt;br /&gt;13.The go to guy (in my line of work).&lt;br /&gt;14.The one that never gives up, never outspoken.&lt;br /&gt;15.The fragile but diligent one.&lt;br /&gt;16.The one who likes the moon.&lt;br /&gt;17.The new kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still have to learn from the last four.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you think you have learned something from me, i am glad, i could be of use.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25441746-5098285644182448378?l=jazbah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazbah.blogspot.com/feeds/5098285644182448378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25441746&amp;postID=5098285644182448378' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25441746/posts/default/5098285644182448378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25441746/posts/default/5098285644182448378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jazbah.blogspot.com/2007/10/who-am-i.html' title='Who Am I?'/><author><name>Maverick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18132548828356620889</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-25441746.post-8512360464327088583</id><published>2007-09-23T09:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-23T09:34:33.065-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Love Hurts..</title><content type='html'>Arz kiya hai....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roka na tha jab,&lt;br /&gt;To hum izhaar na kar sake,&lt;br /&gt;Aur jab iqraar karne chale,&lt;br /&gt;To hum bewaqt ho gaye..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ishq kiya ji jaan se,&lt;br /&gt;Par aisa zaraar diya,&lt;br /&gt;Dhoka diya unhone,&lt;br /&gt;Aur hamein bewafaa karaar diya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asir banke unke husn ka,&lt;br /&gt;Bitadi zindagi umke dehleez pe,&lt;br /&gt;Na gilah na shikwa koi rahega hamein,&lt;br /&gt;Sirf ek baar uthta hua dekh le...&lt;br /&gt;......................woh hamare janaaze ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bekas zindagi hai ye jo,&lt;br /&gt;Yoon parda karke baithi hai,&lt;br /&gt;Na usse rukhsat le sakte hain,&lt;br /&gt;Na usse shikwa kar sakte hain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeh ishq bhi cheez kya ajeeb hai,&lt;br /&gt;Kabhi woh dur kabhi woh kareeb hai,&lt;br /&gt;Ek aag ka dariya hai aur doob ke jaana hai,&lt;br /&gt;Suna hai aashiqon ki yehi taqdeer hai......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25441746-8512360464327088583?l=jazbah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazbah.blogspot.com/feeds/8512360464327088583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25441746&amp;postID=8512360464327088583' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25441746/posts/default/8512360464327088583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25441746/posts/default/8512360464327088583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jazbah.blogspot.com/2007/09/love-hurts.html' title='Love Hurts..'/><author><name>Maverick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18132548828356620889</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-25441746.post-1663874699078124391</id><published>2007-09-09T08:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T08:36:32.027-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inside Revelations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='India'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movie'/><title type='text'>Chak De - India Ka Jazbah!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;- Maverick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;        Have you ever played in a team? Not our usual evening endeavors where we played for fun and mostly for time pass, but for something, which may range from an important bet to playing for your college to playing for your country. However different the level at which you are playing is, there is one thing that is common to all. That thing is a feeling, a feeling that you belong somewhere, that you are a part of something, something which you have worked had day and night at building together with others with the same feeling that’s inside of you. That thing is a sense of pride, for you team, for your city or for your country that you share with other members of the team. That feeling is the knowledge, the knowledge about the weaknesses and strengths of the team and the other team members and the knowledge that it would be possible only when everybody supports each other. The feeling is a faith, a faith you put in yourself, your coach, a faith in your team, which makes you cheer them out so loud that your throat grows hoarse. That feeling is an adrenaline rush, which makes you give it all you got. The feeling that puts you on the ninth cloud when you win and the feeling that you get when u lose but you don’t grieve that much and you still have enough team spirit left to congratulate the opposite side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;        It has been a long time since I felt that and it felt great to feel that once more.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;        It all started when my friend forced me to come to the movie – “Chak de”. To be frank, I am an avid movie buff, but the current stature and the quality of Hindi movies is not according to my “standards”. And since this one was based on a sports theme, I was a bit more skeptic than usual. But I went, just to humor my friend and ‘cause I hadn’t enjoyed my weekend in a long time.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;        As for as the movie goes let me tell you the story, even though is simplistic enough for being based on a sport, is not what makes it good. What makes it good are some things which you start feeling 10 minutes into the movie and lasts till the interval, things which the movie portrays best. Anybody who has ever played for a team would understand what I’m talking about and which is why I told my friend that I am going to write a post about the movie rite after the first half (He was surprised and told me at least to wait till the end of the movie).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       First is the feeling that I described above, how a team is made of different individualities and still is a single entity.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;        Second is something which I want to point out to some people who say they are fans, fire crackers and rejoice when the team wins and still when the team loses act as if it has disgraced the country or something, or when a player hasn’t played as expected or loses on the verge of winning say that the play had been fixed and insult that player. Yes, based on the player’s skill, he could have made it, the team could’ve won, and fans have every right to expect the team or the player to do well but if it loses don’t mean that it hasn’t given all it got. Trust me, when a player (team) gets on the field, the only thing in his heart is to give it all he got, and the feeling is so strong you can see it in his eyes. You can see his love for the game and the country when he fights to stay on the team. When you get right down to it, the probability of winning to losing is always 50-50.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;        Third is how sometimes religion gets in the way, no wait its how people bring religion in the way. I wouldn’t have told this if I hadn’t experienced it. People have asked questions, as a result of me having a muslim name, like “When did you come here from &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;Pakistan&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; (&lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;Pakistan&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; se kab aaya?)”, feels like breaking their nose right then and there and remind them that once Pakistan was a part of India which existed long before Pakistan was formed. People should understand, however casual these questions are they hurt the patriotism that we have. I personally don’t believe in any religion and when people ask I say first I’m an Indian. As the character (girl from Manipur) rightly says “How would you feel if you were treated as a guest in your own country?” (aapko kaisa lagega agar apne hi desh mein mehman banaye gaye ho?).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;        Fourth is how there still exists male dominance in not only sports but other areas too. In these cases I would like only to say that times are changing or rather have changed a long time back. People should change too. As for what women can do, I will not tell anything, the scene from Mc Donald’s and the second half of the movie says it all.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;        Its for all these points that the movie is good. It’s a must watch to any person who has ever played in a team and to anyone who is an Indian. Even though the movie bears similarities to other movies, it’s the Indian charm that make is different.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;        This post is outside my usual style of writing, but once you read it you will understand why it fits under the given title and has the full right to belong to this blog.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25441746-1663874699078124391?l=jazbah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazbah.blogspot.com/feeds/1663874699078124391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25441746&amp;postID=1663874699078124391' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25441746/posts/default/1663874699078124391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25441746/posts/default/1663874699078124391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jazbah.blogspot.com/2007/09/chak-de-india-ka-jazbah.html' title='Chak De - India Ka Jazbah!!'/><author><name>Maverick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18132548828356620889</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-25441746.post-3816141106121987151</id><published>2007-08-16T01:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-22T00:24:56.144-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poems'/><title type='text'>Friend!!</title><content type='html'>- Maverick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It was dark, when I woke up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I was alone and could see nothing, feel nothing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And I realized, I was surrounded,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Surrounded by the Darkness of absence,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The absence of Words,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Words that give you Hope,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hope that builds your Strength,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Strength to believe in yourself,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A Belief that even you can Dream,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dreams that make your Life,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A Lifetime that gives you Memories,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Memories that make you Smile,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Smile that gives you peace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Then it felt warm inside,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I looked down and saw,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I saw a light shining inside of me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I wasnt afraid, there was no need to,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Who are you - I asked,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I am you, a part of you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I've always been, I will always be, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;In your heart, by your side,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Looking over your shoulder,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Showing you the correct way,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Holding your hand when you are alone,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Listening when you want to talk,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Comforting you when you want to cry,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lending you my strength,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Holding your fears inside of me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;For all eternity, unconditionally,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;After all, I am your friend. - It said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It glowed with all the brightness,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Its rays breaking through the darkness,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And then the darkness disappeared,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I could see the world around me once more,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I could smile once more,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I could dream once more,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And I stretched my hand, towards my future,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Knowing that I will never be alone,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Knowing that someone somewhere believes in me!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25441746-3816141106121987151?l=jazbah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazbah.blogspot.com/feeds/3816141106121987151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25441746&amp;postID=3816141106121987151' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25441746/posts/default/3816141106121987151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25441746/posts/default/3816141106121987151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jazbah.blogspot.com/2007/08/friend.html' title='Friend!!'/><author><name>Maverick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18132548828356620889</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>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25441746.post-1562864326601880956</id><published>2007-08-01T01:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-22T00:24:36.850-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Songs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Other Authors'/><title type='text'>Never Say GoodBye!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_cmIJPziotiE/RrBVl6zmeBI/AAAAAAAAAB0/rSZOS2FK0z8/s1600-h/24138761.jadeflowers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_cmIJPziotiE/RrBVl6zmeBI/AAAAAAAAAB0/rSZOS2FK0z8/s400/24138761.jadeflowers.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093665288485238802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Crassula ovata a.k.a Jade Plant a.k.a Friendship Tree&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There isn't much I haven't shared&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;With you along the road&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And through it all there'd always be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Tomorrow's episode&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Suddenly that isn't true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;There's another avenue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Beckoning the great divide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ask no questions, take no side&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Who's to say who's right or wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Whose course is braver run&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Still we are, have always been&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Will ever be as one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;What is done has been done for the best&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Though the mist in my eyes might suggest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Just a little confusion about what I'll lose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But if I started over I know I would choose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The same joy the same sadness each step of the way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;That fought me and tought me that friends never say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Never say goodbye......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                                - Elton John&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;A tribute to all my friends, who are here, friends who are leaving and friends who left but are still there. &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I don't have the words to say, so I have taken the help of one of the best writers, Elton John.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&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/25441746-1562864326601880956?l=jazbah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazbah.blogspot.com/feeds/1562864326601880956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25441746&amp;postID=1562864326601880956' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25441746/posts/default/1562864326601880956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25441746/posts/default/1562864326601880956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jazbah.blogspot.com/2007/08/never-say-goodbye.html' title='Never Say GoodBye!!!'/><author><name>Maverick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18132548828356620889</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://bp3.blogger.com/_cmIJPziotiE/RrBVl6zmeBI/AAAAAAAAAB0/rSZOS2FK0z8/s72-c/24138761.jadeflowers.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25441746.post-4096490017340406283</id><published>2007-07-18T03:27:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-22T00:24:14.970-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inside Revelations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poems'/><title type='text'>Alone..</title><content type='html'>- Maverick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_cmIJPziotiE/Rp3rfJJ8SVI/AAAAAAAAABk/4aYd4k1SQ1U/s1600-h/horizon1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_cmIJPziotiE/Rp3rfJJ8SVI/AAAAAAAAABk/4aYd4k1SQ1U/s400/horizon1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088482074264619346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Walking into the wind,&lt;br /&gt;I feel the cold all around..&lt;br /&gt;I look here, I look there,&lt;br /&gt;And I look everywhere..&lt;br /&gt;I am afraid, when I see that,&lt;br /&gt;I am alone, all alone..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Driving into the nite,&lt;br /&gt;I see the road twist and turn..&lt;br /&gt;And I wonder where it goes,&lt;br /&gt;Where it will take me..&lt;br /&gt;And I am afraid, when it ends,&lt;br /&gt;I will be alone, all alone..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stare at the sky, I think of the future,&lt;br /&gt;And I wonder, what is to become of me..&lt;br /&gt;I know, Sometimes its just aint so simple,&lt;br /&gt;But I dont wanna go down,Without causing a ripple..&lt;br /&gt;I dont want to be all alone,&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna be remembered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25441746-4096490017340406283?l=jazbah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazbah.blogspot.com/feeds/4096490017340406283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25441746&amp;postID=4096490017340406283' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25441746/posts/default/4096490017340406283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25441746/posts/default/4096490017340406283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jazbah.blogspot.com/2007/07/alone.html' title='Alone..'/><author><name>Maverick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18132548828356620889</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/' 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style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Some Times, that we shared,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When we danced in the sand,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;when we walked hand in hand,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When we caused each other pain,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;when we held each other in the rain,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I want to tell you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;In my body and in my mind,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;all my life, forever they will remain,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But I don't know how.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Will you please forgive me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;If I say it to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Forever it will be with me, if not now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Somewhere in my heart,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;How I feel just let me show,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hear me out before you go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The times we spent together,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;All the highs and even the low.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I want to tell you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So far, but close to my heart,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you will be and always remain so,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But I don't know how.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Will you please forgive me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;If I say it to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Forever it will be with me, if not now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25441746-5391152102273970984?l=jazbah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazbah.blogspot.com/feeds/5391152102273970984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25441746&amp;postID=5391152102273970984' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25441746/posts/default/5391152102273970984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25441746/posts/default/5391152102273970984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jazbah.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-dont-know-how.html' title='I Dont Know How...'/><author><name>Maverick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18132548828356620889</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-25441746.post-171006507542463899</id><published>2007-04-25T11:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-22T00:23:37.142-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poems'/><title type='text'>Because of You!!</title><content type='html'>- Maverick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_cmIJPziotiE/RjWSb3PnPmI/AAAAAAAAABY/ELw_CJOukLc/s1600-h/empty12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_cmIJPziotiE/RjWSb3PnPmI/AAAAAAAAABY/ELw_CJOukLc/s320/empty12.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059110763804180066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It was a magnificent day,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When Our paths had crossed..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And the moon shone so bright&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When the day had passed..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Even the quiet night seemed so heavenly,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;just Because of you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I thought it was fate,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When you said goodbye..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You could've stayed,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But you didn't even try..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It just so hard to forget you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Without you, a day didn't get by.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It wasn't easy, because of you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I live in the past, in the memories,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I am lost all the time..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Every night i look up to the sky,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The stars don't seem to shine..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I wish i could say something,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;To make you mine..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But even simple words,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Don't seem to rhyme..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And Now my dreams are empty,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Because of you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I feel empty, Because of you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I feel alone, Because of you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Because of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25441746-171006507542463899?l=jazbah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazbah.blogspot.com/feeds/171006507542463899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25441746&amp;postID=171006507542463899' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25441746/posts/default/171006507542463899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25441746/posts/default/171006507542463899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jazbah.blogspot.com/2007/04/because-of-you.html' title='Because of You!!'/><author><name>Maverick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18132548828356620889</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/_cmIJPziotiE/RjWSb3PnPmI/AAAAAAAAABY/ELw_CJOukLc/s72-c/empty12.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25441746.post-3125976099128849350</id><published>2007-04-25T11:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-22T00:22:34.764-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Songs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Other Authors'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inspirations'/><title type='text'>If You Leave</title><content type='html'>- Nada Surf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; If you leave, don't leave now &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Please don't take my heart away &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Promise me just one more night &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Then we'll go our separate ways &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; We always had time on our sides &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Now it's fading fast &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Every second every moment &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; We've gotta make it last&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I touch you once, I touch you twice &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I won't let go at any price &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I need you now like I needed you then &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; You always said we'd still be friends someday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; If you leave, I won't cry &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I won't waste a single day &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; But if you leave, don't look back &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I'll be running the other way &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Seven years went under the bridge &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Like time was standing still &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Heaven knows what happens now &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; You've gotta say you will&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I touch you once, I touch you twice &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I won't let go at any price &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I need you now like I needed you then &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; You always said we'd meet again someday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; day, day, day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I touch you once I touch you twice &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I won't let go at any price &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I need you now like I needed you then &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; You always said we'd meet again someday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25441746-3125976099128849350?l=jazbah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25441746.post-8994921525181805472</id><published>2007-04-16T02:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-22T00:22:07.037-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poems'/><title type='text'>Orange Moon</title><content type='html'>- Maverick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cmIJPziotiE/RiNBj6xEK9I/AAAAAAAAABE/XGqfSowssPI/s1600-h/orangemoon2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cmIJPziotiE/RiNBj6xEK9I/AAAAAAAAABE/XGqfSowssPI/s320/orangemoon2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053955292166106066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Those misty gardens, and the open fields,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;That summer Night of June..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Can never forget your face shine,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;In the light of the orange moon..&lt;br /&gt;I have been waiting since you left me,&lt;br /&gt;You said you'll be back soon..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It seems like forever, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Since that Night of the Orange Moon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I cant sleep, I think of you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My heart will be forever yours..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Thats nothing but true..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;As I look to the horizon,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;All I remember is you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;That time we spent together,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Those summer days and the nights of June ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And the night of the orange moon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It seems like forever, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Since that Night of the Orange Moon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You know me, my heart, how it feels,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;One look at you, all my wounds heal..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I just wish to have you back with me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Those summer days and the nights of june..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I have a feeling that night is coming soon,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;That night of the orange moon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;That night is coming soon,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;That night of the orange moon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It seems like forever, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Since that Night of the Orange Moon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25441746-8994921525181805472?l=jazbah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazbah.blogspot.com/feeds/8994921525181805472/comments/default' title='Post 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width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25441746.post-3764496947510827476</id><published>2007-03-28T11:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-22T00:21:24.231-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Songs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Other Authors'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inspirations'/><title type='text'>Collide</title><content type='html'>- Howie Day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; The dawn is breaking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; A light shining through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; You're barely waking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And I'm tangled up in you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I'm open, you're closed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Where I follow, you'll go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I worry I won't see your face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Light up again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Even the best fall down sometimes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Even the wrong words seem to rhyme&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Out of the doubt that fills my mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I somehow find&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; You and I collide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I'm quiet you know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; You make a frist impression&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I've found I'm scared to know I'm always on your mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Even the best fall down sometimes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Even the stars refuse to shine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Out of the back you fall in time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I somehow find&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; You and I collide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Even the best fall down sometimes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Even the wrong words seem to ryhme&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Out of the doubt that fills your mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; You finally find&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; You and I collide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; You finally find&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; You and I collide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; You finally find&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; You and I collide&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25441746-3764496947510827476?l=jazbah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazbah.blogspot.com/feeds/3764496947510827476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25441746&amp;postID=3764496947510827476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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term='Inspirations'/><title type='text'>DICE</title><content type='html'>- Finley Quaye &amp; William Orbit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I was crying over you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I am smiling I think of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Where your garden have no walls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Breathe in the air if you care, you compare, don't say farewell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I was crying over you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I am smiling I think of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Misty morning and water falls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Breathe in the air if you care, you compare, don't say farewell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Nothing can compare &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; To when you roll the dice and swear your love's for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Virtuous sensibility&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Escape velocity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Nothing can compare &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; To when you roll the dice and swear your love's for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nothing can compare &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; To when you roll the dice and swear your love's for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Breathe in the air if you care, you compare, don't say farewell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Nothing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25441746-9055947706249593473?l=jazbah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazbah.blogspot.com/feeds/9055947706249593473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25441746&amp;postID=9055947706249593473' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25441746/posts/default/9055947706249593473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25441746/posts/default/9055947706249593473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jazbah.blogspot.com/2007/03/dice.html' title='DICE'/><author><name>Maverick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18132548828356620889</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-25441746.post-5226646841861666934</id><published>2007-03-26T06:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-22T00:20:20.417-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Other Authors'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poems'/><title type='text'>My Biker Girl</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-UC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish you could ride a bike girl,&lt;br /&gt;And I would sit behind and hold you tight girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the way your hair would fly in my face,&lt;br /&gt;Every time you would decide to race.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The adrenaline that I would like to share,&lt;br /&gt;When you would shift to a higher gear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the way you would look with your leather jacket on,&lt;br /&gt;Every time you would decide to cruise along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The moments I would always yearn,&lt;br /&gt;When you would take a sharp turn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the way you would give me a heartache,&lt;br /&gt;Every time you would suddenly decide to brake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would love to see you smile, the most&lt;br /&gt;When you sit on the bike and pose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And every time when you shiver riding at night girl,&lt;br /&gt;I'll sit behind you hold you tight girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would sit behind and hold you tight girl,&lt;br /&gt;I wish you would always be my biker girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... My friends first stint at writing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25441746-5226646841861666934?l=jazbah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazbah.blogspot.com/feeds/5226646841861666934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25441746&amp;postID=5226646841861666934' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25441746/posts/default/5226646841861666934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25441746/posts/default/5226646841861666934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jazbah.blogspot.com/2007/03/my-biker-girl.html' title='My Biker Girl'/><author><name>Maverick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18132548828356620889</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-25441746.post-7154402190745267382</id><published>2007-03-21T03:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-22T00:19:50.118-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poems'/><title type='text'>Justification of my love!!</title><content type='html'>- Maverick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I do not understand what people want,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Why should I reason with them every other day..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I dont need to defend my words,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I dont have to walk the path that they lay..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;What means the most to my heart is you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Every other thing is just so far away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;If Love is not a sin, then why should I pay,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I do not understand what they want,&lt;br /&gt;I do not understand why.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When you are next to me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I know you'll always be..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I want the whole world to know,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I wanna make them understand that,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I Dont need to give no justification of my love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Why dont they leave us alone,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Why do they cause us so much pain..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;What do we always have to testify,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Just look into my heart to verify,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Why do we have to explain..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dont they understand, Its just so simple,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;    Just so plain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cause love doesnt require no evidence,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Love dont need to apologize, dont need no penance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When you are next to me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I know you'll always be..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I want the whole world to know,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I wanna make them understand that..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I Dont need to give no justification of my love...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dont need to give no justification of my love....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Justification of my love...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25441746-7154402190745267382?l=jazbah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazbah.blogspot.com/feeds/7154402190745267382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25441746&amp;postID=7154402190745267382' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25441746/posts/default/7154402190745267382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25441746/posts/default/7154402190745267382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jazbah.blogspot.com/2007/03/justification-of-my-love.html' title='Justification of my love!!'/><author><name>Maverick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18132548828356620889</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-25441746.post-8320920151319818309</id><published>2007-03-14T01:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-22T00:19:27.069-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poems'/><title type='text'>Turn Back the Time !!</title><content type='html'>- Maverick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sometimes I wish I could, turn back the time..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Get another shot at life..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sometimes I wish I could, relive those moments..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Get another chance at making you mine..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Walking down the street, I just knew..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This wasnt the way it was meant to be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;As I remember those moments going by..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;when we were together just you and i.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sometimes I wish I could, relive those moments..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Get another chance at making you mine..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I have been running all along..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;After something I did not know what..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I did not know why..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I could not see, what I needed the most was you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And now that I've reached the end of the road..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I see that I am all alone..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sometimes I wish I could, start all over again..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Get another chance at making it fine..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I did not know, what made the difference..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Was not tomorrow, nor yesterday..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;but now and this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sometimes I wish I could&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I wish I could.. I wish I could..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cause the only thing I can now do is Wish..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25441746-8320920151319818309?l=jazbah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazbah.blogspot.com/feeds/8320920151319818309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25441746&amp;postID=8320920151319818309' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25441746/posts/default/8320920151319818309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25441746/posts/default/8320920151319818309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jazbah.blogspot.com/2007/03/turn-back-time.html' title='Turn Back the Time !!'/><author><name>Maverick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18132548828356620889</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-25441746.post-256398009222712670</id><published>2007-03-07T09:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-08-22T00:18:54.490-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Songs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Other Authors'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inspirations'/><title type='text'>Follow You Down</title><content type='html'>- Gin Blossoms&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Did you see the sky..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I think it means that we've been lost.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Maybe one less  time is all we need...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I can't really help it if my tongue's all tied in  knots..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jumping off a bridge, it's just the farthest that I've ever  been.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Anywhere you go, I'll follow you down,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Anyplace but those I know by  heart..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Anywhere you go, I'll follow you down,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'll follow you down, but not  that far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I know we're headed somewhere, I can see how far we've come..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But  still I can't remember anything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Let's not do the wrong thing and I'll swear  it might be fun..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It's a long way down when all the knots we've tied have come  undone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Anywhere you go, I'll follow you down,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Anyplace but those I know by  heart..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Anywhere you go, I'll follow you down,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'll follow you down, but not  that far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;How you gonna ever find your place..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Running in an artificial  pace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Are they gonna find us lying face down in the sand&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So what the hell  now, we've already been forever damned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Anywhere you go I'll follow you  down...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Anyplace but those I know by  heart..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Anywhere you go, I'll follow you down,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'll follow you down, but not  that far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywhere you go............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25441746-256398009222712670?l=jazbah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazbah.blogspot.com/feeds/256398009222712670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25441746&amp;postID=256398009222712670' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25441746/posts/default/256398009222712670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25441746/posts/default/256398009222712670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jazbah.blogspot.com/2007/03/follow-you-down.html' title='Follow You Down'/><author><name>Maverick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18132548828356620889</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-25441746.post-6899949436370055143</id><published>2007-03-07T08:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-08-21T23:56:34.725-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poems'/><title type='text'>True To You !!</title><content type='html'>- Maverick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I want to make you laugh,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;'Cause I want to see you Smile,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I want to take your pain,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Walking by you every journey, every mile,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I want to cry with you, share your tears,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Stand by you in every joy, and all your fears.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;No matter what comes, I'll be there for you,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;No matter what, I will always be true to you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;wherever you go, I'll follow you,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Till the end of time and beyond too&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I will help you swim against the flow,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But never in any case am I going to let you go.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;No matter what comes, I'll be there for you,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;No matter what, I will always be true to you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;True to You... Always True to you!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25441746-6899949436370055143?l=jazbah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazbah.blogspot.com/feeds/6899949436370055143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25441746&amp;postID=6899949436370055143' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25441746/posts/default/6899949436370055143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25441746/posts/default/6899949436370055143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jazbah.blogspot.com/2007/03/true-to-you.html' title='True To You !!'/><author><name>Maverick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18132548828356620889</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-25441746.post-8292769118506901481</id><published>2007-01-16T10:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-08-21T23:55:50.531-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poems'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inspired'/><title type='text'>You're My SuperNova!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- Maverick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One galaxy to another.. I've searched for you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I've looked for you among the million stars....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;From the Skies of Venus and moons of Jupiter,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;to the rings of Saturn, and the shores of Mars...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I've looked hard but in vain was my search,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'Cause u were always with me, rite back here on Earth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;SuperNovaa...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You are my SuperNova..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You are my very own SuperNova..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Standing in the spaceway, in the silver suit..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;An angel so cosmical,bright like fusing a nucleol..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;First time I saw you, when I was passing by,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You attracted me to you, like a black hole..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I've looked hard but in vain was my search,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'Cause u were always with me, rite back here on Earth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;SuperNovaa...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You are my SuperNova..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You are my very own SuperNova..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Looking at You I forgot my future, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;        and I forgot my past,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When You looked at me, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;        Inside of me you caused a wave BLAST..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Now that I've found you, and you are here with me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;With my heart I Wish this feeling would forever Last..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'Cause u were always with me, rite back here on Earth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;SuperNovaa...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You are my SuperNova..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You are my very own SuperNova..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;............ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Explosive Poem eh??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25441746-8292769118506901481?l=jazbah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazbah.blogspot.com/feeds/8292769118506901481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25441746&amp;postID=8292769118506901481' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25441746/posts/default/8292769118506901481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25441746/posts/default/8292769118506901481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jazbah.blogspot.com/2007/01/youre-my-supernova.html' title='You&apos;re My SuperNova!!!!'/><author><name>Maverick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18132548828356620889</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-25441746.post-5898967985777498540</id><published>2007-01-16T03:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-08-21T23:55:18.085-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Songs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Other Authors'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inspirations'/><title type='text'>Back To You</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;                                                                            &lt;/span&gt;- Bryan Adams&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been down - I've been beat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I've been so tired - that I could not speak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I've been so lost that I could not see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I wanted things that were out of reach&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Then I found you and you helped me through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; yeah you showed me what to do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And that's why I'm comin' back to you... yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Like a star that guides a ship across the ocean&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; That's how your love will take me home back to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And if I wish upon that star - someday I'll be where you are &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I know that day is coming soon - yeah, I'm coming back to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; You've been alone, but ya did not show it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; You've been in pain, but I did not know it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Let me do what I needed to - you were there when I needed you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Mighta let you down, mighta messed you round&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; but ya never changed your point of view&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; and that's why I'm comin' back to you... yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Like a star that guides a ship across the ocean&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; That's how your love will take me home back to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And if I wish upon that star - someday I'll be where you are &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I know that day is coming soon - yeah, I'm coming back to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Mighta let you down, mighta messed you round&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; but ya never changed your point of view&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; and that's why I'm comin' back to you... yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Like a star that guides a ship across the ocean&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; That's how your love will take me home back to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And if I wish upon that star - someday I'll be where you are &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And I know that day is coming soon - oooh, I'm coming back to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I'm coming back to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I'm coming back to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I'm coming back to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; That day is coming soon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I'm coming back to you....... yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;............ What Can I say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25441746-5898967985777498540?l=jazbah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazbah.blogspot.com/feeds/5898967985777498540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25441746&amp;postID=5898967985777498540' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25441746/posts/default/5898967985777498540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25441746/posts/default/5898967985777498540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jazbah.blogspot.com/2007/01/back-to-you.html' title='Back To You'/><author><name>Maverick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18132548828356620889</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-25441746.post-8764725833004090666</id><published>2007-01-16T03:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-08-21T23:54:49.720-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Songs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Other Authors'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inspirations'/><title type='text'>Baby When You Are Gone..</title><content type='html'>- Bryan Adams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;                                  I've been wandering around the house all night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;wondering what the hell to do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yeah, I'm trying to concentrate but all I can think of is you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;well the phone don't ring 'cause my friends ain't home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm tired of being all alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Got the tv on 'cause the radio's playing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;songs that remind me of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Baby when you're gone, I realize I'm in love &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;days go on and on, and the nights just seem so long&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Even food don't taste that good, drink ain't doing what it should&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;things just feel so wrong, baby when you're gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I keep driving up and down these streets&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;trying to find somewhere to go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yeah i'm looking for a familiar face, but there's no one I know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;oh, this is torture, this is pain, it feels like I'm gonna go insane&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I hope you're coming back real soon, 'cause i don't know what to do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Baby when you're gone, I realize I'm in love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;days go on and on, and the nights just seem so long&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Even food don't taste that good, drink ain't doing what it should&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;things just feel so wrong, baby when you're gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Baby when you're gone, I realize I'm in love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;days go on and on and the nights just seem so long&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Even food don't taste that good, drink ain't doing what it should&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;things just feel so wrong, baby when you're gone  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;..........One beautiful Song&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25441746-8764725833004090666?l=jazbah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazbah.blogspot.com/feeds/8764725833004090666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25441746&amp;postID=8764725833004090666' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25441746/posts/default/8764725833004090666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25441746/posts/default/8764725833004090666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jazbah.blogspot.com/2007/01/baby-when-you-are-gone.html' title='Baby When You Are Gone..'/><author><name>Maverick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18132548828356620889</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-25441746.post-5902514401288728463</id><published>2007-01-15T01:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-08-21T23:53:22.268-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sher-o-shayari'/><title type='text'>Chupaao yoon na</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Chupaao yoon na is noor ko pardein mein,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hum is husn ko nikhaarein bhi to kaise,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dil mein ek jo kashish si jagi hai,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Is Hasrat ko lafzon mein bayaan kare bhi to kaise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25441746-5902514401288728463?l=jazbah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazbah.blogspot.com/feeds/5902514401288728463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25441746&amp;postID=5902514401288728463' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25441746/posts/default/5902514401288728463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25441746/posts/default/5902514401288728463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jazbah.blogspot.com/2007/01/chupaao-yoon-na.html' title='Chupaao yoon na'/><author><name>Maverick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18132548828356620889</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-25441746.post-6346782796387237704</id><published>2007-01-12T09:38:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-08-21T23:54:28.923-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poems'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inspired'/><title type='text'>The Only One I Love is You</title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- Maverick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Its been so long now,&lt;br /&gt;Since you've said goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;Without You holding my Hand,&lt;br /&gt;Its just so hard to get by.&lt;br /&gt;Without You by my side,&lt;br /&gt;I can no more stand to fly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All that I want to let you know was ...&lt;br /&gt;The Only one that makes me feel like I can fly is you ...&lt;br /&gt;All that I want, was to say ...&lt;br /&gt;There are so many words that start with "J" ...&lt;br /&gt;But the only one I love is you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just Give me chance, Hear me out,&lt;br /&gt;Listen to what my heart wants to say.&lt;br /&gt;All my life I would live for you,&lt;br /&gt;Beside you I always would like to stay.&lt;br /&gt;We'll make it work together,&lt;br /&gt;No matter what comes our way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All that I want to let you know was ...&lt;br /&gt;My love for you is but only true ...&lt;br /&gt;All that I want, was to say ...&lt;br /&gt;There are so many words that start with "J"...&lt;br /&gt;But the only one I love is you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25441746-6346782796387237704?l=jazbah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazbah.blogspot.com/feeds/6346782796387237704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25441746&amp;postID=6346782796387237704' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25441746/posts/default/6346782796387237704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25441746/posts/default/6346782796387237704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jazbah.blogspot.com/2007/01/only-one-i-love-is-you_12.html' title='The Only One I Love is You'/><author><name>Maverick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18132548828356620889</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-25441746.post-115493363242214578</id><published>2006-08-06T23:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-21T23:51:43.094-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inside Revelations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poems'/><title type='text'>Living in a dream.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4052/2581/1600/dreamz.1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4052/2581/320/dreamz.1.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been living in a dream,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and though I've realized it now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I cannot wake up from it,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Rather I do not want to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I've been clutching on to this false hope,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and though I've realized it now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I cannot let it go,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Rather I do not want to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The purpose given to me isn't real,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and though I've realized it now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I cannot stop doing it,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Rather I do not want to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My life is just a figment of imagination,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and though I've realized it now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I cannot stop believing it to be real,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Rather I do not want to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sometimes you've to believe in something...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;not because it's right or wrong,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;but because you want to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I've been living in a dream,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and though I've realized it now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I cannot wake up from it,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Rather I do not want to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;This poem is for others to decipher, 'cause it was an inspiration and I do not know it's meaning myself..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25441746-115493363242214578?l=jazbah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazbah.blogspot.com/feeds/115493363242214578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25441746&amp;postID=115493363242214578' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25441746/posts/default/115493363242214578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25441746/posts/default/115493363242214578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jazbah.blogspot.com/2006/08/living-in-dream.html' title='Living in a dream.....'/><author><name>Maverick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18132548828356620889</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-25441746.post-115407168043328350</id><published>2006-07-28T00:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-21T23:51:06.596-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sher-o-shayari'/><title type='text'>Haste Haste</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Haste hue seh liya humne har dard ko,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sirf unke naam ke khaatir..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Aur jab unki baari aayi wafa karne ki,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;To unhone humein pagal karar diya... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25441746-115407168043328350?l=jazbah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazbah.blogspot.com/feeds/115407168043328350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25441746&amp;postID=115407168043328350' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25441746/posts/default/115407168043328350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25441746/posts/default/115407168043328350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jazbah.blogspot.com/2006/07/haste-haste.html' title='Haste Haste'/><author><name>Maverick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18132548828356620889</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-25441746.post-115279785307003393</id><published>2006-07-13T06:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-21T23:50:42.490-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sher-o-shayari'/><title type='text'>Husn Ke Jalwe</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Husn ke jalwe to hazaaron dekhe hai humne,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Par tujh sa na dekha hai kabhi..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ishare pe ek mar jaye saari duniya,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;aur tu chahe to.. marne wale ko bhi dede zindagi.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25441746-115279785307003393?l=jazbah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazbah.blogspot.com/feeds/115279785307003393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25441746&amp;postID=115279785307003393' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25441746/posts/default/115279785307003393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25441746/posts/default/115279785307003393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jazbah.blogspot.com/2006/07/husn-ke-jalwe.html' title='Husn Ke Jalwe'/><author><name>Maverick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18132548828356620889</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25441746.post-115277948803738324</id><published>2006-07-13T01:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-21T23:50:16.918-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inside Revelations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poems'/><title type='text'>Undecided Destiny.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You can only make a simple wish,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;To the Shooting star,bright and shiny,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But wishes don't change,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Your Undecided Destiny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You can only pray for an angel,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;To show u the one path, among many,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But Even Angel's can't tell you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Your undecided Destiny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You can only look for signs,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;To tell you what's right and why,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But signs can't fortell,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Your undecided Destiny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Only you can choose that path,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Only you can break through Life's irony,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You are the only one who can decide,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Your undecided Destiny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25441746-115277948803738324?l=jazbah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazbah.blogspot.com/feeds/115277948803738324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25441746&amp;postID=115277948803738324' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25441746/posts/default/115277948803738324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25441746/posts/default/115277948803738324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jazbah.blogspot.com/2006/07/undecided-destiny.html' title='Undecided Destiny.....'/><author><name>Maverick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18132548828356620889</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-25441746.post-114776010637106034</id><published>2006-05-15T23:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-21T23:49:46.623-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poems'/><title type='text'>The Cause of My Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- Maverick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;'Cause you were always meant to be..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I remember... I remember..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When all the faith I had, died..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;All those times, when you were by my side..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Prepping me up, helping me to fight..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yes you had then become,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Cause of my Life..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'Cause you were always meant to be &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Cause of my Life..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I remember... I remember..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I was looking to jump over..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But u had shown me the way down..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Showed me new freedom..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Broke the chains that were holding me down..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;An angel with wings,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Took me to where I had never before flown..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yes you had then become,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Cause of my Life..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'Cause you were always meant to be &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Cause of my Life..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Now I have become what u wanted me to be..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Broke out of the hour glass,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But U are gone, to help someone else like me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I always hope you are looking over,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Against time, to see me win this strife&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'Cause this was all for u..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'Cause you were always meant to be &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Cause of my Life..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a song from the bottom of my heart..&lt;br /&gt;Hope somebody will compose this song...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25441746-114776010637106034?l=jazbah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazbah.blogspot.com/feeds/114776010637106034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25441746&amp;postID=114776010637106034' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25441746/posts/default/114776010637106034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25441746/posts/default/114776010637106034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jazbah.blogspot.com/2006/05/cause-of-my-life.html' title='The Cause of My Life'/><author><name>Maverick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18132548828356620889</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-25441746.post-114655525321396505</id><published>2006-05-02T00:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-21T23:48:50.285-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sher-o-shayari'/><title type='text'>Hope.. Is all we have..</title><content type='html'>Arz kiya hai..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Umeed lagaye baithein hain, hazaar aankhon se...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ab is dil ko koi sabr hi nahin...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Aur yeh zaalim duniya hai ki...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ise hamari shaayari ki koi kadr hi nahi..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25441746-114655525321396505?l=jazbah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazbah.blogspot.com/feeds/114655525321396505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25441746&amp;postID=114655525321396505' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25441746/posts/default/114655525321396505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25441746/posts/default/114655525321396505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jazbah.blogspot.com/2006/05/hope-is-all-we-have.html' title='Hope.. Is all we have..'/><author><name>Maverick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18132548828356620889</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>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25441746.post-114614116430297235</id><published>2006-04-27T05:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-21T23:48:17.596-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sher-o-shayari'/><title type='text'>Still Searching</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dhoondhta hoon jisko main har taraf,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;.......    Dikhti nahi kabhi mujhe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yoon ghire hain Kismat ke baadal,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;.......    Chaahat ki dhoop milti nahi kabhi mujhe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Chal padein hain dil mein,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;.......    kisi dilbar ke tasawwur liye...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ishq ki manzil hai ki,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;.......    milti nahi kabhi mujhe.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25441746-114614116430297235?l=jazbah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazbah.blogspot.com/feeds/114614116430297235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25441746&amp;postID=114614116430297235' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25441746/posts/default/114614116430297235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25441746/posts/default/114614116430297235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jazbah.blogspot.com/2006/04/still-searching.html' title='Still Searching'/><author><name>Maverick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18132548828356620889</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>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25441746.post-114594566255065586</id><published>2006-04-24T23:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-21T23:46:59.658-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sher-o-shayari'/><title type='text'>Arz kiya hai..</title><content type='html'>Love makes a non-believer a believer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dekha us husn ko to jaise ek aakhiraat si ho gayi hai..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nazm likhna to jaise aadat si ho gayi hai..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kash na tha is mazhab pe hamein kabhi..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ab Ishq to jaise, ek Ibaadat is ho gayi hai. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25441746-114594566255065586?l=jazbah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazbah.blogspot.com/feeds/114594566255065586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25441746&amp;postID=114594566255065586' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25441746/posts/default/114594566255065586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25441746/posts/default/114594566255065586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jazbah.blogspot.com/2006/04/arz-kiya-hai.html' title='Arz kiya hai..'/><author><name>Maverick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18132548828356620889</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-25441746.post-114588663944374810</id><published>2006-04-24T06:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-21T23:46:37.081-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poems'/><title type='text'>One of A Kind...</title><content type='html'>Dedicated to one of my very good friends...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;With a smile, always does she greet..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;In the darkness of hope, like a ray of light..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Riveting her eyes, like looking thru a glass sheet..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A Colorful rainbow, in the world of black and white..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Makes u want to dance, dances with such a passion..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Subtle as she is, as is her aggression..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Takes up every task, as if a mission..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Honest as she is, as is her affection..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Even if you look for, such a friend you won't find..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;She is, I tell you, One of a kind...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25441746-114588663944374810?l=jazbah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazbah.blogspot.com/feeds/114588663944374810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25441746&amp;postID=114588663944374810' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25441746/posts/default/114588663944374810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25441746/posts/default/114588663944374810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jazbah.blogspot.com/2006/04/one-of-kind.html' title='One of A Kind...'/><author><name>Maverick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18132548828356620889</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>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25441746.post-114587330552780996</id><published>2006-04-24T03:04:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-21T23:42:53.940-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Snippets'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inside Revelations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inspirations'/><title type='text'>The Upside of Anger....</title><content type='html'>One of my favourite quotes, from the movie of the same name...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Anger and resentment can stop you in your tracks.&lt;br /&gt;It needs nothing to burn but the air and the life that it swallows and smothers.&lt;br /&gt;It's real, though - the fury, even when it isn't.&lt;br /&gt;It can change you... turn you... mold you and shape you into something you're not.&lt;br /&gt;The only upside to anger, then... is the person you become.&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully someone that wakes up one day and realizes they're not afraid to take the journey, someone that knows that the truth is, at best, a partially told story.&lt;br /&gt;That anger, like growth, comes in spurts and fits,&lt;br /&gt;and in its wake, leaves a new chance at acceptance,&lt;br /&gt;and the promise of calm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25441746-114587330552780996?l=jazbah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazbah.blogspot.com/feeds/114587330552780996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25441746&amp;postID=114587330552780996' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25441746/posts/default/114587330552780996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25441746/posts/default/114587330552780996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jazbah.blogspot.com/2006/04/upside-of-anger_114587330552780996.html' title='The Upside of Anger....'/><author><name>Maverick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18132548828356620889</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-25441746.post-114552067308896159</id><published>2006-04-20T01:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-21T23:42:24.424-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sher-o-shayari'/><title type='text'>To Be or Not To Be - In Love</title><content type='html'>Reluctant....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Khade hai saahil pe Ishq ke,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Khwaish hai us paar jaane ki,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jazbah to bahut hai dil mein,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dar hai pahoonchne se pehle doob jaane ki. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25441746-114552067308896159?l=jazbah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazbah.blogspot.com/feeds/114552067308896159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25441746&amp;postID=114552067308896159' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25441746/posts/default/114552067308896159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25441746/posts/default/114552067308896159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jazbah.blogspot.com/2006/04/to-be-or-not-to-be-in-love.html' title='To Be or Not To Be - In Love'/><author><name>Maverick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18132548828356620889</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>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25441746.post-114536756364083434</id><published>2006-04-18T06:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-21T23:41:53.781-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sher-o-shayari'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Other Authors'/><title type='text'>Kismat Mohabbat ki</title><content type='html'>Arz kiya ek dost ne..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mohabbat ke maaron ki dastaan kya bayaan kare,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Har makaam par taqdeer unhe dhoka deti hai.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Aalam ye hota hai ki sahil ke kareeb aane par,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kambakht kashti hi mooh mod leti hai. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Author - Harish&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25441746-114536756364083434?l=jazbah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazbah.blogspot.com/feeds/114536756364083434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25441746&amp;postID=114536756364083434' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25441746/posts/default/114536756364083434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25441746/posts/default/114536756364083434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jazbah.blogspot.com/2006/04/kismat-mohabbat-ki.html' title='Kismat Mohabbat ki'/><author><name>Maverick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18132548828356620889</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-25441746.post-114536129440797153</id><published>2006-04-18T04:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-21T23:41:19.100-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sher-o-shayari'/><title type='text'>One flash.. and this is what happens</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Base ho dil mein yoon, banke ek tasveer,&lt;br /&gt;Halat is dil ki, kaise karoon tafseer,&lt;br /&gt;zinda bhi nahi aur maut bhi nahi aaye,&lt;br /&gt;   yoon ban gaye hain faqeer,&lt;br /&gt;yoon bandhi hai, Ishq ki yeh Zanjeer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25441746-114536129440797153?l=jazbah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazbah.blogspot.com/feeds/114536129440797153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25441746&amp;postID=114536129440797153' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25441746/posts/default/114536129440797153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25441746/posts/default/114536129440797153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jazbah.blogspot.com/2006/04/one-flash-and-this-is-what-happens.html' title='One flash.. and this is what happens'/><author><name>Maverick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18132548828356620889</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-25441746.post-114535845736321379</id><published>2006-04-18T04:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-21T23:40:48.661-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inside Revelations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poems'/><title type='text'>Destiny!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;What is Destiny? Is it something &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;    which should be found by u..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;or is it something which will find u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Is something &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;    already written for u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Or r u responsible for something u do..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Are the choices already made&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;    and what we have to do is realise them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;what happens next&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;    are just the consequences of these realizations,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;How do we know &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;    the choice that we should make&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;how do we know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;    If that is what we are supposed to do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sometimes it may be very obvious&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sometimes you may make the rite choice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;    Even without knowing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;For the fear of doing it wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;    Sometimes u may not do anything &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;What u do might affect u now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;    or in the future might its effect be revealed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;As someone said it rite&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;    A man should do what he should &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;    until his destiny is revealed &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25441746-114535845736321379?l=jazbah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazbah.blogspot.com/feeds/114535845736321379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25441746&amp;postID=114535845736321379' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25441746/posts/default/114535845736321379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25441746/posts/default/114535845736321379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jazbah.blogspot.com/2006/04/inside-revelations-destiny.html' title='Destiny!!!'/><author><name>Maverick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18132548828356620889</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-25441746.post-114430449730057181</id><published>2006-04-05T23:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-21T23:38:59.957-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Snippets'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Songs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inspirations'/><title type='text'>I Want to Live Though Only for a Day, I Want to Love Though Only for a Moment.</title><content type='html'>This is a para from a song... which says it all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: left;font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;pre style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ashqon Ko Aai Hansi Gumasum Hai Zubaan&lt;br /&gt;Maaf Karen Kah Na Sakoon Haal-E-Dil Yahaan&lt;br /&gt;Raaz-E-Wafa Rahate Hain Do Dil Ke Darmiyaan&lt;br /&gt;Kah Diya To Raha Ishq Kya&lt;br /&gt;Aankhon Men Doobe Khaamoshi Se Haya&lt;br /&gt;Aise Hi Guzaren Sadiyaan Sadiyaan&lt;br /&gt;Sadiyaan Sadiyaan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;pre style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sadiyaan Sama Gaeen Is Ik Pal Men&lt;br /&gt;Dikhane Laga Suqoon Duniya Ki Halachal Men&lt;br /&gt;Ai Kaash&lt;br /&gt;Pa Loon Ye Pal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Main Bhi Is Pal Men&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Is Pal Men&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Main Bhi Is Pal Men&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25441746-114430449730057181?l=jazbah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazbah.blogspot.com/feeds/114430449730057181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25441746&amp;postID=114430449730057181' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25441746/posts/default/114430449730057181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25441746/posts/default/114430449730057181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jazbah.blogspot.com/2006/04/i-want-to-live-though-only-for-day-i.html' title='I Want to Live Though Only for a Day, I Want to Love Though Only for a Moment.'/><author><name>Maverick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18132548828356620889</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-25441746.post-114423030010751461</id><published>2006-04-05T02:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-21T23:38:13.175-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sher-o-shayari'/><title type='text'>Ishq ki Taqdeer...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nashe ke liye jaam ki zaroorat nahi,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tumhari aankhon mein doob jayyenge,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hamein maarne ke liye goli ki zaroorat nahi,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nigaahon se ishaara kar do, hum yoon mar jaayenge.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25441746-114423030010751461?l=jazbah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazbah.blogspot.com/feeds/114423030010751461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25441746&amp;postID=114423030010751461' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25441746/posts/default/114423030010751461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25441746/posts/default/114423030010751461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jazbah.blogspot.com/2006/04/ishq-ki-taqdeer.html' title='Ishq ki Taqdeer...'/><author><name>Maverick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18132548828356620889</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>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25441746.post-114422462270991142</id><published>2006-04-05T01:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-21T23:36:33.300-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sher-o-shayari'/><title type='text'>Azal - the first moment of creation...</title><content type='html'>Although these are not my first creations.. or the finest, the moments will always be my first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What people can do when someone they love is right beside them...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Aafaq paar kar sakte hain, agar tumhara saath ho..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Aaftab churaa sakte hain, agar tumhara saath ho..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ek ishara kafi hai, Bahisht denge ek din mein bana..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Is zeenat ke liye to yeh zindagi bhi hai fanaa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25441746-114422462270991142?l=jazbah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazbah.blogspot.com/feeds/114422462270991142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25441746&amp;postID=114422462270991142' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25441746/posts/default/114422462270991142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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