<?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-290119401013628203</id><updated>2011-07-30T13:06:39.593-07:00</updated><category term='Acrostic Poetry'/><category term='Eyeshadow'/><title type='text'>in search of excellence</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://excellence-polly.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/290119401013628203/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://excellence-polly.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Eyeshadow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02228378492503214911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2vd9RJNOw/SrY7kFiIkgI/AAAAAAAAACA/PWFANznRZ0k/S220/Image0334.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>18</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-290119401013628203.post-8164391770984532414</id><published>2011-05-30T22:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-31T00:51:05.334-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One night</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Zb1DFIBp2Xg/TeSUwYeHnHI/AAAAAAAAAFA/WCqNMUnfxyQ/s1600/loneliness.gif"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612774594533891186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 250px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Zb1DFIBp2Xg/TeSUwYeHnHI/AAAAAAAAAFA/WCqNMUnfxyQ/s400/loneliness.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;There are some people who have this extravagant childhood where the parents stand on one leg to jump at anything their kids want.Then there are people who have this impecunious and impoverished childhood where parents can hardly meet the daily needs of their lives.Then there is this bourgeois childhood where the parents are happy to make a decent living.Mine fell in the last category.Here is just one night from my childhood....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;I have a very clear picture of this night.A night which really shook me.I was in the 5th standard.My mom always loved to teach.Even though she worked in a small school she loved what she did.She was not paid more then a thousand bucks but there was this satisfaction in her.There was always this passion in her eyes and she was always full of life.She really wanted to make a difference no matter what.And on the other side was my dad who works in an Oil company and yes is paid well off to make a decent living even without my mom working.My dad is one character who is just not only dominating but also ferocious and straigh forward who hardly thinks before speaking or doing anything.He things the world has to bow down before him.He is like a person who would even break the dinning table if the food that she cooked wasn't upto his mark.And he never wanted mom to work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;I have learnt from my experience that men are naive and fail to understand what can make a women happy.Men have almost left no stone unturn to conquer the universe yet they fail to understand some simple things that women want.My dad never wanted my mom to work.He failed to understand her needs,her passion that even I could understand at such an age.This fight between mom and dad has been going on after they got married and yes arranged marriage it was.And my mom wasn't ready to sacrifice it for dad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;That night the argument grew so ugly that my dad did what I never dreamt of before.He pulled my mom by her hair and slapped her.Yes!!the shock of my life!It's still fresh in my mind and the recollection still brings tears in my eyes.The time in my watch was 12.30 and my mom left the house that moment itself.My world went black and my whole body shivered.A night it was.My little sis was sleeping and tears rolled down my eyes seeing her wake up startled.She is the only person for whom I would give my life happily.That moment itself the meaning of marriage changed for me.Till I met the love of my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;My mom did come back the next day cause she knew she had two daughters to look after and that was the end of her career.She sacrificed it all for dad.There are these amazing sacrifices that mom's can do.Her world changed totally therafter.Yet it was amazing how her eyes were still smiling when she looked at me the next day like nothing ever happened.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;:-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&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/290119401013628203-8164391770984532414?l=excellence-polly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://excellence-polly.blogspot.com/feeds/8164391770984532414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://excellence-polly.blogspot.com/2011/05/one-night.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/290119401013628203/posts/default/8164391770984532414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/290119401013628203/posts/default/8164391770984532414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://excellence-polly.blogspot.com/2011/05/one-night.html' title='One night'/><author><name>Eyeshadow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02228378492503214911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2vd9RJNOw/SrY7kFiIkgI/AAAAAAAAACA/PWFANznRZ0k/S220/Image0334.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Zb1DFIBp2Xg/TeSUwYeHnHI/AAAAAAAAAFA/WCqNMUnfxyQ/s72-c/loneliness.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-290119401013628203.post-1517061215069713771</id><published>2011-05-16T03:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-16T04:37:55.303-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Loneliness</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-caHUGoLmaiA/TdEHWbo7ZCI/AAAAAAAAAE4/EQoPa47laAE/s1600/loneliness1.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607271093010916386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 250px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 249px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-caHUGoLmaiA/TdEHWbo7ZCI/AAAAAAAAAE4/EQoPa47laAE/s400/loneliness1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#33ff33;"&gt;It has been months I have really written something for myself.At this moment of total loneliness I end up writting a blog or maybe trying to just find something to make me happy.Whenever I come here I end up reading posts all about love.People are really crazy about love.Its nice to see people so happy in love.Hail O love!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life has turned to a point where technically,literally,physically,mentally nothing is sane.Life is indeed a big torture and once you know you have survived one there you fall into another one.The worst and the best part of my life is the loneliness that I have in profound.Worst part because everyday I come to office and find people surrounded by me with whom you can't have "the Conversation" and by "the conversation" I mean the warm connection that develops once you see a person.And then I return home to find myself again filled with emptiness and silence as I have a two bedroom flat with not a single soul to smile at.And to my added sorrow I am yet to be allocated a project in the office which means I sit all alone infront of a desktop the entire day.So here again comes loneliness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#33ff33;"&gt;No matter what,I miss the warmth,the happiness,the fun,the care,the love that I once had.I was once happy with my closest buddies.I miss those moments with which I can live my whole life.But lets be practical...these moments are the ones which make me crave for them more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#33ff33;"&gt;My love life.....I donno what a Lifepartner is supposed to mean!!Maybe this can be answered only by "the Lifepartner".Even after 5years of a relationship I don't kno the exact definition.For girls the list is basically endless but that is not important.After everything I have gone through I realize that women and men don't go together.Ofcourse you can live together but with a lot of sacrifices.I just want a friend in my lifepartner I hope it is not much to ask for.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#33ff33;"&gt;So life is literally screwed.But trust me I would fight with every single moment of my life and one day I will be out of this depression.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#33ff33;"&gt;I don't know how many of you would even read this...just my life's bad phase!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Hope to get back soon....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Love you all.&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/290119401013628203-1517061215069713771?l=excellence-polly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://excellence-polly.blogspot.com/feeds/1517061215069713771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://excellence-polly.blogspot.com/2011/05/loneliness.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/290119401013628203/posts/default/1517061215069713771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/290119401013628203/posts/default/1517061215069713771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://excellence-polly.blogspot.com/2011/05/loneliness.html' title='Loneliness'/><author><name>Eyeshadow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02228378492503214911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2vd9RJNOw/SrY7kFiIkgI/AAAAAAAAACA/PWFANznRZ0k/S220/Image0334.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-caHUGoLmaiA/TdEHWbo7ZCI/AAAAAAAAAE4/EQoPa47laAE/s72-c/loneliness1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-290119401013628203.post-514783694982854023</id><published>2011-05-06T03:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-06T04:21:21.588-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Salute!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Tears in her eyes I could see;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Yet,couldn't find the key;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Pain she had I knew;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Words to explain were few;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;The wound was very fresh;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;I dare not ask her fears;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Coz she would tear my flesh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;With just her silence and tears;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;The stranger who came into her life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Never took her as his wife;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;As his only goal was to save&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;The country so brave;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;He left her to meet his fate;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Dreams laid shattered;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;She knew her life was her mate;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Yet,her &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;'Country'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; was all that mattered!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;P.S:This is a salute to the people who sacrifice their love for the sake of their countries!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/290119401013628203-514783694982854023?l=excellence-polly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://excellence-polly.blogspot.com/feeds/514783694982854023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://excellence-polly.blogspot.com/2011/05/salute.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/290119401013628203/posts/default/514783694982854023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/290119401013628203/posts/default/514783694982854023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://excellence-polly.blogspot.com/2011/05/salute.html' title='A Salute!!'/><author><name>Eyeshadow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02228378492503214911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2vd9RJNOw/SrY7kFiIkgI/AAAAAAAAACA/PWFANznRZ0k/S220/Image0334.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-290119401013628203.post-8997256628680501055</id><published>2010-07-28T06:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-28T06:56:33.987-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY my LOVE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2vd9RJNOw/TFA2FKpNj8I/AAAAAAAAAEg/vdHyqNFsdPU/s1600/Birthday+cake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498954607403831234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 359px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2vd9RJNOw/TFA2FKpNj8I/AAAAAAAAAEg/vdHyqNFsdPU/s400/Birthday+cake.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;H&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;earty be the wishes from all;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;A&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;mazing twenty four as you call;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;P&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;rince of all, destined to stand tall;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;P&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;oet of romance,nature and humour;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Y&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;ou are "THE one" and only ONE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;B&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;enign is your nature;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;ncredible is your humour;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;R&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;egaling everyone forever...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;T&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;he best of blessings may pour on you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Happy birthday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;D&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;electable I am to have you;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;A&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;lways smiling by my side&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Y&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;ou are indeed the love of all....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.S..Coudn't make it too good...just tried to say that you are important..Happy Birthday!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/290119401013628203-8997256628680501055?l=excellence-polly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://excellence-polly.blogspot.com/feeds/8997256628680501055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://excellence-polly.blogspot.com/2010/07/happy-birthday-my-love.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/290119401013628203/posts/default/8997256628680501055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/290119401013628203/posts/default/8997256628680501055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://excellence-polly.blogspot.com/2010/07/happy-birthday-my-love.html' title='HAPPY BIRTHDAY my LOVE'/><author><name>Eyeshadow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02228378492503214911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2vd9RJNOw/SrY7kFiIkgI/AAAAAAAAACA/PWFANznRZ0k/S220/Image0334.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2vd9RJNOw/TFA2FKpNj8I/AAAAAAAAAEg/vdHyqNFsdPU/s72-c/Birthday+cake.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-290119401013628203.post-8261097138160530970</id><published>2010-03-27T02:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-27T03:01:46.134-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Acrostic Poetry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eyeshadow'/><title type='text'>Speaking Out</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;ubmerged under the pressure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;ain in every muscle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;ndorsed in deep thoughts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;nalyzing her family's future&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;gnoring the tantrums thrown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;ever allowing any peril&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;G&lt;/span&gt;lance at her children&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;ut she marches ahead&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;U&lt;/span&gt;rging and speaking out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;oday's woman she is!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;P.S| cross-posted to &lt;a href="http://acrosticonly.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Acrostic Only&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&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/290119401013628203-8261097138160530970?l=excellence-polly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://excellence-polly.blogspot.com/feeds/8261097138160530970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://excellence-polly.blogspot.com/2010/03/speaking-out_27.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/290119401013628203/posts/default/8261097138160530970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/290119401013628203/posts/default/8261097138160530970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://excellence-polly.blogspot.com/2010/03/speaking-out_27.html' title='Speaking Out'/><author><name>Eyeshadow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02228378492503214911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2vd9RJNOw/SrY7kFiIkgI/AAAAAAAAACA/PWFANznRZ0k/S220/Image0334.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-290119401013628203.post-7042196231156589405</id><published>2010-03-14T09:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-14T10:13:34.113-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The surprise</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;It was 12th March 10:30pm..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;My phone rang and it was my guy on the other side..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF00;"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;: Hello sweetheart!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;: Hey bebo I am going to sleep now please wake me up by 6am tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF00;"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;: Y darling??You don't have college tomorrow then y 6am???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;: I have gym classes from tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF00;"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;: Jaan!! You hardly eat anything and if you go to gym how will you survive??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;: Don't worry darling I am gonna take protein food from tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF00;"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;: Hmmm..ok will wake you up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;: Bye darling,Goodnight sweetdreams.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF00;"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;: Bye honey Love you goodnight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;Next morning 10:15am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;Dil Karta hain nadaniya...rang my phone...(I was in a deep sleep to even remember to wake him up)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;: Good morning baby!!Wake up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF00;"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;: Good morning honey(could here the horns of buses and all)..where are you??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;: Tindivanam!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF00;"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;: Tindivanam????What are you doing in tindivanam??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;: Going to pondy to meet you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF00;"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;: What??really??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;: yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF00;"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;:really???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;: yes baby..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF00;"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;:really????really???really??(I almost fell off my bed)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;:yes darling,now please get up and get dressed will see you in half an hour.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF00;"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;: Mwaah,mwaahh,mwaaahh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;And there he was waiting in the bus stand like a hero..with shades(SCOTT) that also stolen from his bro and a cream color t-shirt and a dark blue jeans and his so called favorite CONVERSE shoes.I fail to understand what is it with guys and brands..they just love to flaunt their so called branded clothes and most importantly their underwear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;Well after almost 5(i know him for almost 6 years though my relationship is of 4 years i love to increase it by one year so it becomes 5years now) years of relationships surprises are hard to accept. And this surprise was too unbelievable cause it has almost been a year he came to pondy to meet me.Even my roomies couldn't believe that my guy was in Pondy to meet me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;Sometimes its really nice to know that your guy still cares for you and still manages to give you surprises even after so many days of being together.Well I have to thank him for many things not just for this surprise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;You just changed the meaning of my life.You are the only person with whom I can keep talking to for hours.You always manage to surprise me and whatever you do remains fresh in my mind forever and I don't know how you manage to do so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;Thanks baby..it was special....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;LOVE you....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/290119401013628203-7042196231156589405?l=excellence-polly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://excellence-polly.blogspot.com/feeds/7042196231156589405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://excellence-polly.blogspot.com/2010/03/surprise.html#comment-form' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/290119401013628203/posts/default/7042196231156589405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/290119401013628203/posts/default/7042196231156589405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://excellence-polly.blogspot.com/2010/03/surprise.html' title='The surprise'/><author><name>Eyeshadow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02228378492503214911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2vd9RJNOw/SrY7kFiIkgI/AAAAAAAAACA/PWFANznRZ0k/S220/Image0334.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-290119401013628203.post-6579163704375552107</id><published>2010-02-03T07:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T06:11:06.831-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Acrostic Poetry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eyeshadow'/><title type='text'>NEW DAWN</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;ostalgic is the feeling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;ngulfing the thoughts in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;W&lt;/span&gt;eird confrontations too ripe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;aylight sprinkling over dark&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;ccepting this I march&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;W&lt;/span&gt;alking over the past&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;aturally till it lasts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;P.S| cross-posted to &lt;a href="http://acrosticonly.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Acrostic Only&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/290119401013628203-6579163704375552107?l=excellence-polly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://excellence-polly.blogspot.com/feeds/6579163704375552107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://excellence-polly.blogspot.com/2010/02/new-dawn.html#comment-form' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/290119401013628203/posts/default/6579163704375552107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/290119401013628203/posts/default/6579163704375552107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://excellence-polly.blogspot.com/2010/02/new-dawn.html' title='NEW DAWN'/><author><name>Eyeshadow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02228378492503214911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2vd9RJNOw/SrY7kFiIkgI/AAAAAAAAACA/PWFANznRZ0k/S220/Image0334.jpg'/></author><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-290119401013628203.post-3061497135596566035</id><published>2010-01-12T05:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T10:39:42.763-08:00</updated><title type='text'>winding-up</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2vd9RJNOw/S0yH_0re26I/AAAAAAAAAD8/DG9FZ24uyGA/s1600-h/OgAAAIDOjhwoTeQkaXt6nzoJbgDwUgDFvi935Nhb3YrgDBFFGsFX2KAlf4m8bFH7zyGFm_r0lo-81h_ccS8fJCtv8PYAm1T1UKpoQWJoTHqr3Jn7UJ58agZtdqNx.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2vd9RJNOw/S0yH_0re26I/AAAAAAAAAD8/DG9FZ24uyGA/s400/OgAAAIDOjhwoTeQkaXt6nzoJbgDwUgDFvi935Nhb3YrgDBFFGsFX2KAlf4m8bFH7zyGFm_r0lo-81h_ccS8fJCtv8PYAm1T1UKpoQWJoTHqr3Jn7UJ58agZtdqNx.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425861181617134498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;Well....hi friends...yes you got it right!!I am at the end of my so called "B.E" course.But trust me if you ask me I will not be able to answer a single question from any of my subjects.This is how I studied....hehe.Well I am proud to say this that my basics in engineering are pathetic and I can never be like PHUNSUKH WANGRU...hehe...and I don't want to be also.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;I have no idea what am I going to do next though I have a vague picture of my husband.Well yes I am almost 23 and of course its time for my parents to start searching for my husband.*SIGH*Marriage..children...family...inlaws...ewww...God save me....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;Life was only masti for me all these four years of my engineering exams.I still don't believe that I have changed and matured so much in these four years.There is always an advantage of staying away from your parents..You learn to face the real world.I lived my life in these four years..though I don't know where I would be next but I will make sure that i don't repeat the mistake of getting admitted in a private college again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;I had two phases in this college life.One is the hostel life and the other is the free life.The hostel life was too strict.We weren't even allowed to go to the terrace after 6.30pm.And the food...ewww..you can hardly eat when you get a huge cooked grasshopper along with the sambar in your plate.But the hostel days were really fun.We were 5students from the north who managed to make the life of the rest of the students and teachers miserable.No one had the guts to come up with  a single word against us.Every other day we would be the only students standing outside MD's office waiting to complain about things that were too small to even mention.And studies??I was very serious with my studies and so were my friends.Do note..."were" has been used in the previous sentence...which means I was serious with my studies.Among the 5 of us,four were already committed.So the only girl left out din't have any option to stay single for long.We totally corrupted her.We did score good and so nobody could say anything to us....don't think I am boasting around.Wait for the next part.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;My hostel life was getting into my nerves slowly and even my friends wanted to break out of the prison we were in.So the next year we somehow managed to get a house on rent and I am still here witing to pack my bags for a new place.Pondicherry has really got something!!The beach,the pubs,the french restaurants..everything is perfect!So we three me,simi and shalu moved in to this house and the other two weren't allowed to stay out!!But it really dint stop us from enjoying.Learning different things under different conditions give you an edge cause it stops you from expecting and teaches you to be practical in life.I have learnt a lot in these few years!!Saw different problems faced by my friends and believe me there were times when none of us wanted to see each other.And believe me or not I literally stopped studying.We only studied the day before our exam.Well this is what engineering students are best at.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;I remember the first time we went to the beach.We all wore black tops and white jeans and all the guys were commenting us as "black gang".We enjoyed every moment together.Cried for each other...laughed...fought....cheated...bitched...And also did everything to see each other happy...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;And now as the last sem is almost gonna end I really find it tough to imagine a new life and new friends again...yes these friends of mine are never gonna let me forget them.They have created histories in my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;And yes I forgot...we are all committed to relationships which will hardly be possible but we won't let our love go so easily...SIMI is committed to a guy who isn't 'available'.....so no way are her parents gonna let her marry him, next is SHALU who is committed to a guy 2years younger to her and a south Indian..so guess whats gonna happen..I have no idea,next is NAFISA who is committed to a hindu  guy..again a difficult one, next in line is POOJA..who is in love with a christain malliyali guy...and not to forget me...I am in love with an assamese guy,again community problem...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;So you all are cordially invited to our marriages..which is gonna happen within 5years for sure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;Signing off for now.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;Love ya..... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  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title='winding-up'/><author><name>Eyeshadow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02228378492503214911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2vd9RJNOw/SrY7kFiIkgI/AAAAAAAAACA/PWFANznRZ0k/S220/Image0334.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2vd9RJNOw/S0yH_0re26I/AAAAAAAAAD8/DG9FZ24uyGA/s72-c/OgAAAIDOjhwoTeQkaXt6nzoJbgDwUgDFvi935Nhb3YrgDBFFGsFX2KAlf4m8bFH7zyGFm_r0lo-81h_ccS8fJCtv8PYAm1T1UKpoQWJoTHqr3Jn7UJ58agZtdqNx.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-290119401013628203.post-687221257634860057</id><published>2009-12-13T04:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T05:33:15.427-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My sweetheart!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2vd9RJNOw/SyTtC3wNkUI/AAAAAAAAAC4/BcCOOxv1iNo/s1600-h/fan-chan1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 226px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2vd9RJNOw/SyTtC3wNkUI/AAAAAAAAAC4/BcCOOxv1iNo/s320/fan-chan1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414713285587865922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Heya folks...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;This post has nothing to do with my love life at all.And I am seriously happy about this fact cause anytime i think of posting something my brain kind of moves only around my love life.So you can guess how much influential my guy is.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ok...This post is dedicated to my childhood friend..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;RAJ&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;.Sorry Raj I am late in writing this post but this post had to be very special.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;My life started in a small colony of OIL INDIA LTD.Where I lived with my parents and my sister.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;He was a year younger to me,very fair and with hair like a hedgehog.Hehe..he was my childhood friend "RAJ".I was studying in an all girls school so other than Raj there wasnt a single guy who was allowed to be my friend.He was allowed cause he was my next door neighbor.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Believe me or not I know Assamese better than my mother tongue.This was because we always used to be together and we always spoke in assamese.We always used to fight over the matter of who was elder among us.It seems funny when I recall all the funny and stupid things we did together.I remember during our school days we used to try to whistle everyday.And today he knows to whistle but I still keep trying.May be one day I will succeed and will be able to say him-"See Raj even I can whistle".Hehe...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;We were almost together till class 5 when his father got transfered to Jorhat.He had to leave to jorhat.I missed him a lot.I became too lonely after he left.And gradually i lost all contacts with him.I never thought about him anymore.Got busy with my life..studies and all other stuff.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Even he forgot the fact that I existed.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Though he was a year younger to me we were in the same standard.So as days passed I reached my 10th standard and gave my boards.During these 5years after he left i dint speak to any guy.Dint have a single friend who was a guy.My life was only books and my parents and nothing else.Yeah now as i go back and look into it i feel it was really boring.But at that time i never felt it that way maybe because I never knew what life was exactly.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;And as i was waiting for my boards results his dad got transfered again to guwahati.I dint know this until they came back to guwahati.They took a quarter in my lane only.So one day me along with my mom went to see them.I couldn't believe my eyes...the guy who was even shorter than me has grown over 6feet.I was shocked.We hardly spoke that day.I was scared to talk to him.Well its a typical feeling a girl from an all girls school feels i guess.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;And as I was waiting for my results he was waiting too.His results were out before mine.And he scored 90%.Again a shock as my percentage barely reached 85%.And then we both started getting close again.We both decided to take science and went to the same school for our HS.We even used to go to the private tuitions together.If he dint feel like going I too bunked that day.life was fun with him.Enjoyed every second with him.After our HS we again had to part our ways...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Now he is in Nagpur doing his B.E.I miss him a lot.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;There are hardly such childhood relationships which don't turn into a love affair.But we are the best of friends and will always remain so.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF00;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I MISS YOU RAJ&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt; and &lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF00;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;I LOVE YOU&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt; a lot......&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Love you till the end...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/290119401013628203-687221257634860057?l=excellence-polly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://excellence-polly.blogspot.com/feeds/687221257634860057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://excellence-polly.blogspot.com/2009/12/my-sweetheart.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/290119401013628203/posts/default/687221257634860057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/290119401013628203/posts/default/687221257634860057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://excellence-polly.blogspot.com/2009/12/my-sweetheart.html' title='My sweetheart!!'/><author><name>Eyeshadow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02228378492503214911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2vd9RJNOw/SrY7kFiIkgI/AAAAAAAAACA/PWFANznRZ0k/S220/Image0334.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2vd9RJNOw/SyTtC3wNkUI/AAAAAAAAAC4/BcCOOxv1iNo/s72-c/fan-chan1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-290119401013628203.post-3371063989009665346</id><published>2009-10-29T14:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T15:08:48.297-07:00</updated><title type='text'>YOU</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2vd9RJNOw/SuoSCaUDd2I/AAAAAAAAACw/bo0txZy6x2I/s1600-h/31509189_bff8dc9208.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398146935989434210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 232px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2vd9RJNOw/SuoSCaUDd2I/AAAAAAAAACw/bo0txZy6x2I/s320/31509189_bff8dc9208.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Its 2.49am now and just a few minutes ago I was not able to breathe.My heart stopped beating and the thought of losing&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;YOU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;made me realise the real feeling of death........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;If you leave me,I would still walk but.........without blinking my eyes......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;If you leave me,I would still eat but............only your thoughts hungrily.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;If you leave me,I would still sleep but........ just like a dead man.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;If you leave me,I would still breathe...........just to live with your memories....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;If you leave me,I would still sing but...........my ears would'nt hear....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;If you leave me,I would still cry but.............without tears rolling out......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;If you leave me,my heart would still beat....only with the hope &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;that you would return one day to say...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;"""Baby you are the only one for me"""!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;And if you leave me forever,my body would rest in an assylum and my soul would depart in search of you in its own world...never letting your thoughts go....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S::This is not a poetry or a story but just a piece that i penned down from my heart.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/290119401013628203-3371063989009665346?l=excellence-polly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://excellence-polly.blogspot.com/feeds/3371063989009665346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://excellence-polly.blogspot.com/2009/10/you.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/290119401013628203/posts/default/3371063989009665346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/290119401013628203/posts/default/3371063989009665346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://excellence-polly.blogspot.com/2009/10/you.html' title='YOU'/><author><name>Eyeshadow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02228378492503214911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2vd9RJNOw/SrY7kFiIkgI/AAAAAAAAACA/PWFANznRZ0k/S220/Image0334.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2vd9RJNOw/SuoSCaUDd2I/AAAAAAAAACw/bo0txZy6x2I/s72-c/31509189_bff8dc9208.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-290119401013628203.post-6516284301314626950</id><published>2009-09-20T07:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T09:02:41.503-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Deaf n Dumb!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2vd9RJNOw/SrZQ7Ab5EPI/AAAAAAAAACg/vWuTOVIqwpo/s1600-h/3679413793_812468c968_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383579379227496690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2vd9RJNOw/SrZQ7Ab5EPI/AAAAAAAAACg/vWuTOVIqwpo/s320/3679413793_812468c968_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Kolkata&lt;/span&gt;....The city of joy.....There is something really peculiar about this city which makes it contradistinct from all the other cities.This July I was in kolkata with my family-my mom,dad and sis.My family is not too much into going to restaurants and all.My dad prefers to have home made fresh cooked items rather than eating in hotels.Wel it is a mentality which i couldnt remove from my dads mind even after 22years...wel wel wel "I have seen the world more then you,my child" beyond which you cannot really say anything.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But this year I somehow managed to take my family to the KFC at newmarket.I thought of going for shopping so managed to convince dad to take all of us to newmarket.Kolkata's newmarket really has got a great collection of clothes and ornaments.By the time we ended up with our shopping it was almost 9.30pm.Mom was like "I cannot prepare anything at home now",and there it was,I grabbed this opportunity and took my family to KFC.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I ordered 4 Zingkong boxes,piad the bill and started eating like i have been starving for years...For me and my guy KFC always clicks.But with my family i was the only one eating like a tiger.My sis coudnt eat one burger and two pieces of chicken.It was too much for her so I called one of the waiters and asked him to pack the rest of her items.The waiter returned with a packet and was putting the rest of the chicken pieces inside when my dad started asking him questions like,'where are you from?'.He replied something which none of us could understand.We stared at each other confused.My sis told maybe he was speaking latin and i told,"no,I think its french".Again dad asked him "What is your name?".This time he went away without replying.It was turning out to be queer.After a minute he brought with him the manager.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;What the manager told us left an impression that would remain in my memories forever.He told us that he was &lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;deaf&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;and &lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dumb&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; and all the rest of the waiters were the same too.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It was just amazing to see all so young guys working with such vigour and discipline.That is why i really salute kolkata.The most happening place in this World for me.Anything is possible for this city.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The CITY OF JOY....indeed it is...Will you ever find anything so wonderful anywhere else???&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I was totally touched with the view.A memory to remember forever!!&lt;/em&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/290119401013628203-6516284301314626950?l=excellence-polly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://excellence-polly.blogspot.com/feeds/6516284301314626950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://excellence-polly.blogspot.com/2009/09/deaf-n-dumb.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/290119401013628203/posts/default/6516284301314626950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/290119401013628203/posts/default/6516284301314626950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://excellence-polly.blogspot.com/2009/09/deaf-n-dumb.html' title='Deaf n Dumb!!'/><author><name>Eyeshadow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02228378492503214911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2vd9RJNOw/SrY7kFiIkgI/AAAAAAAAACA/PWFANznRZ0k/S220/Image0334.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2vd9RJNOw/SrZQ7Ab5EPI/AAAAAAAAACg/vWuTOVIqwpo/s72-c/3679413793_812468c968_o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-290119401013628203.post-3150631364937163543</id><published>2009-09-16T06:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T05:56:53.037-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Without You</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2vd9RJNOw/SrEMXPKzumI/AAAAAAAAABg/g6gDMeK574w/s1600-h/Lost_Without_You_by_soleildenuit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382096623032842850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 218px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2vd9RJNOw/SrEMXPKzumI/AAAAAAAAABg/g6gDMeK574w/s320/Lost_Without_You_by_soleildenuit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;W&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;ndering in the streets;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;n search of you;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;houghts of fear overpowering&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;undreds of memories;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;verflowing with tears my eyes; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;U&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;nable to bear the pain;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;rembling and shivering all the way;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;oung are the thoughts still&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;rbiting around me;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;U&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;ndying will be my &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt; for you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/290119401013628203-3150631364937163543?l=excellence-polly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://excellence-polly.blogspot.com/feeds/3150631364937163543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://excellence-polly.blogspot.com/2009/09/without-you.html#comment-form' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/290119401013628203/posts/default/3150631364937163543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/290119401013628203/posts/default/3150631364937163543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://excellence-polly.blogspot.com/2009/09/without-you.html' title='Without You'/><author><name>Eyeshadow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02228378492503214911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2vd9RJNOw/SrY7kFiIkgI/AAAAAAAAACA/PWFANznRZ0k/S220/Image0334.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2vd9RJNOw/SrEMXPKzumI/AAAAAAAAABg/g6gDMeK574w/s72-c/Lost_Without_You_by_soleildenuit.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-290119401013628203.post-503077779591884758</id><published>2009-08-21T07:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T10:22:37.765-07:00</updated><title type='text'>At Last....the IV</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="COLOR: rgb(153,51,153)"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hi friends....its been long I have written anything at all.Truly speaking was a bit busy with my boring life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,51,153)"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="COLOR: rgb(153,51,153)"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Anyways back to the topic...am I sounding pathetic???well ummm...I came to chennai in the year 2006.After attending all my engineering entrances i could come to only one conclusion...I need atleast two more generations to get them cleared.But my parents always wanted their daughter to be an engineer and so I am now in pondicherry in the worst college available on this earth!!!The name is Dr.Pauls ENgineering College!!Ever heard of it????never!!!I am in my final year and this is the best part of the story!In these four years, 19th of August 2009 gave us the best day of our engineering life!!Yes we had an IV(industrial Visit).Its funny because the other colleges go for iv's almost every month!!So you can guess what is the status of my college!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,51,153)"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="COLOR: rgb(153,51,153)"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Well on 19th me and my rummies woke up early morning!!!Early morning means 3am.Can you imagine??We were going to SPIRO solutions in chennai!!We all got ready by 5am and left for our bus stand!!Our bus was waiting in the bus stop.In Tamil Nadu the rule is that boys and girls should not talk or have any sort of conversation.Can you believe it???Yes, you have to believe it..no other go!!But this IV all the rules.Boys and girls were going in the same bus!!Queer!!We boarded the bus and we left pondy by almost 6am.Boys will be boys...they started dancing from 6am.Man!!!We girls are decent and we maintained it till the guys pulled me in2 the dancing floor.And me and my friend Nafi started dancing with all the guys!!We being the center of attraction!!Cameras flashed from all the directions!!I felt like the princess of the bus.Suddenly the bus came to a stop.We reached Mahabalipuram!!we were given an hour to get back to the bus!!it was 9.30am and the sun was shinning as if it would burn everything!!We had one hour in our hands.All the girls and guys were rocking except me and nafi!!We both have been to this place atleast 4times.So were just sitting under a tree.&lt;br /&gt;At around 11am we started for chennai again.On the way the guys requested our teachers to take us to Kovalam Beach!Errr...m fed up of beaches.And this time i dint even get down from the bus.We reached Tnagar by 12.30pm.We had one more hour to have lunch coz our IV was scheduled from 2pm to 4pm.&lt;br /&gt;And this was the opportunity that my friend grabbed.She called her swain and believe me or not he was there within 15mins!!What a love!!!Pyar ho to aisa!!We had lunch and then made our way to SPIRO solutions!!There we were divided into two groups.And had a small lecture on Embedded System and VLSI.It was over within two hours and we were back to the bus to head back to pondy!!&lt;br /&gt;As I said my college is pathetic and so are my teachers.They decided to drop at Mahabalipuram again.My life sucks with these people.But this time I was down in the water.Had fun with all the girls in the water.Finally it was time to head back.&lt;br /&gt;We were back in the bus!and this time we even dragged out teachers on the dance floor!We danced till we were exhausted.Finally we reached pondy at 9.30pm!!&lt;br /&gt;This was the only day that I enjoyed in the four years of my engineering life.Now as I am back to the normal boring college life all my classmates keep asking our management almost everyday for another IV.And we know that this is the end of our IV's forever.The first and the last!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/290119401013628203-503077779591884758?l=excellence-polly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://excellence-polly.blogspot.com/feeds/503077779591884758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://excellence-polly.blogspot.com/2009/08/at-lastthe-iv.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/290119401013628203/posts/default/503077779591884758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/290119401013628203/posts/default/503077779591884758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://excellence-polly.blogspot.com/2009/08/at-lastthe-iv.html' title='At Last....the IV'/><author><name>Eyeshadow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02228378492503214911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2vd9RJNOw/SrY7kFiIkgI/AAAAAAAAACA/PWFANznRZ0k/S220/Image0334.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-290119401013628203.post-4706662948786804561</id><published>2009-07-03T02:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T09:01:44.626-07:00</updated><title type='text'>UNENDING DESIRE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2vd9RJNOw/Sk3ndFsFY9I/AAAAAAAAABA/swJsamydOR8/s1600-h/imagesCAY5VPY9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354190018942690258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 147px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2vd9RJNOw/Sk3ndFsFY9I/AAAAAAAAABA/swJsamydOR8/s320/imagesCAY5VPY9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;U&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;nafraid to let it unfold,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;aturally as it melds,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;nduring love and lust,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;ever like before.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;elicately handling the feeling,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;nevitable as its power is,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;ever will i let go,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;G&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;oing crazy over you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;renched as I am in your love,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;ver will this desire end??&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;eeking for you till the end,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;nviting every danger,paralysing the mind,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;enovating this broken heart,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;verlasting it will be.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S This is my first poem ever.Hope i dint dissapoint you all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/290119401013628203-4706662948786804561?l=excellence-polly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://excellence-polly.blogspot.com/feeds/4706662948786804561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://excellence-polly.blogspot.com/2009/07/unending-desire.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/290119401013628203/posts/default/4706662948786804561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/290119401013628203/posts/default/4706662948786804561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://excellence-polly.blogspot.com/2009/07/unending-desire.html' title='UNENDING DESIRE'/><author><name>Eyeshadow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02228378492503214911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2vd9RJNOw/SrY7kFiIkgI/AAAAAAAAACA/PWFANznRZ0k/S220/Image0334.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2vd9RJNOw/Sk3ndFsFY9I/AAAAAAAAABA/swJsamydOR8/s72-c/imagesCAY5VPY9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-290119401013628203.post-6566696499636966488</id><published>2009-07-03T01:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T02:22:38.803-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A tribute to "My Pishi"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2vd9RJNOw/Sk3NvE8cg9I/AAAAAAAAAA4/yhOuMg7Mmns/s1600-h/344537479_0909c7c9a5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354161740678202322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 269px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2vd9RJNOw/Sk3NvE8cg9I/AAAAAAAAAA4/yhOuMg7Mmns/s320/344537479_0909c7c9a5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;One day as I was sitting in the balcony of my house in pondy,I heard my Mom react over the Phone.She was talking to my dad over the phone.After she disconnected the phone she told me," Your Pishi(dad's sis) has cancer".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I could not react.It was more then a shock to me.She was even younger to my dad.How could she have such a dreadful thing??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;At that time I was just worried about two things...whether ny pishi would be able to come out of this disease and the other was that my dad was alone at home with my sister.My sister was too small to give my dad emotional support which he needed at that time and which only my mom could provide.I asked mom to go back home but my dad would not let her return as i was suffering from chicken pox.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Something I have to admit when you start having many problems at a time life becomes too hard to face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;But my dad is strong I knew.I wished I could take away that monster away from my pishi but you can never do anything about such a thing except just accept the truth.And cancer is such a disease which wont let you die till it has killed every organ of your body.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The worst part of the story was that she has two small children who needs her the most.I dont understand why God always takes away the ones who have a very important job to fulfill in this earth and leave the useless ones like me in this earth to rot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;She was also promoted to a matron from a nurse.She served so many people in this earth and so many people were still waiting to be served.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My Mom told me that when i was a little one my pishi used to buy me so many things and she loved me a lot.I still have the huge teady that she gave me when i was in class 1.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And now after fighting for her life for almost one year she passed away on 1st july,at 7pm,2009 leaving all of us alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Tears would be less to define the pain you left in us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I LOVE YOU PISHI.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;THE ENTIRE WORLD LOVES YOU.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I WILL MISS YOU A LOT PISHI.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;MAY YOUR SOUL REST IN PEACE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/290119401013628203-6566696499636966488?l=excellence-polly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://excellence-polly.blogspot.com/feeds/6566696499636966488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://excellence-polly.blogspot.com/2009/07/tribute-to-my-pishi.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/290119401013628203/posts/default/6566696499636966488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/290119401013628203/posts/default/6566696499636966488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://excellence-polly.blogspot.com/2009/07/tribute-to-my-pishi.html' title='A tribute to &quot;My Pishi&quot;'/><author><name>Eyeshadow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02228378492503214911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2vd9RJNOw/SrY7kFiIkgI/AAAAAAAAACA/PWFANznRZ0k/S220/Image0334.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2vd9RJNOw/Sk3NvE8cg9I/AAAAAAAAAA4/yhOuMg7Mmns/s72-c/344537479_0909c7c9a5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-290119401013628203.post-782362097494187532</id><published>2009-06-28T05:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T07:21:00.827-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Tough Rift!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2vd9RJNOw/Skd73aD1CzI/AAAAAAAAAAw/VmQZirykCTE/s1600-h/friendship.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352382873971526450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 205px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 236px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2vd9RJNOw/Skd73aD1CzI/AAAAAAAAAAw/VmQZirykCTE/s320/friendship.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The girl said,"Why are you doing this to me??What is my fault???"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The guy still stayed firm with his question,"Choose-me or him".&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Her life really started 3years ago...when he entered into her life with a flow quite unknown.He started going deeper and deeper into her life.Everything changed for her right from the day (18th Jan)when she accepted his proposal.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Her life took a ride to a height where she could not see nething else that could be so beautiful and so thrilling.She got blown away by his care and love.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;He was so tender...so loving..so caring..so understanding.He gave her all the time he had in his hands and she began getting used to this care and love never knowing what was in store for her in the future!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Gradually days passed and so did years...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;After 3years...everything started changing.Oh my God!!The guy was no more the same one she fell in love with.He still loved her unconditionally but he changed in many ways for the girl.He was no more the patient listener,nomore the guy who would do everything for her.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;She realised that she was a fool to kip only one person in her life.And so she started making friends and bringing more people in her life!And one day a new friend came into her life who seemed to be different from the rest.He understood her more then her guy did.He started being with her whenever she needed help or an ear to listen to!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;She used to go out with him sometimes but she never forgot to let her guy know about it.And this way days passed...and one day the unwanted happened...She never wanted it to happen.Never thought that it would ever happen!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yes the friend proposed her.He told her that he had never seen a girl like her before!She was in a shock...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;She never took him that way.He was such a good friend.She told her guy about it and then this was the line he gave her&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"CHOOSE-ME OR HIM".&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It made her devastrated.Only one friend so close...and now she had to lose him.Lose a sympathetic ear????Should she???&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;She asked herself,"Is it fair???"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And the question still lingers without an answer....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/290119401013628203-782362097494187532?l=excellence-polly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://excellence-polly.blogspot.com/feeds/782362097494187532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://excellence-polly.blogspot.com/2009/06/tough-rift.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/290119401013628203/posts/default/782362097494187532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/290119401013628203/posts/default/782362097494187532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://excellence-polly.blogspot.com/2009/06/tough-rift.html' title='A Tough Rift!!'/><author><name>Eyeshadow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02228378492503214911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2vd9RJNOw/SrY7kFiIkgI/AAAAAAAAACA/PWFANznRZ0k/S220/Image0334.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2vd9RJNOw/Skd73aD1CzI/AAAAAAAAAAw/VmQZirykCTE/s72-c/friendship.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-290119401013628203.post-3599513459456032205</id><published>2009-06-25T02:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T04:46:31.488-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My X-boyfriend!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I was sitting on a couch next to my friend and then the feeling....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;He was very near,close in proximity!!He made me breath harder driving me beyond the boundaries of sanity!!!He turned the dark days of my insanity to sanity making me dream about the life after death with him so early.He made the stars revolve around me and the earth spin making me nauseatic!!Life seemed heavenly and fabulously romantic with the aroma of his love around me!!Nothing seemed interesting then this thing called &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Gradually....days passed and i never understood when things started getting so serious with me!!He was the one who made me turn my heads to things i have never done before!!Life started being adventurous mesmerised by the nature of his life!!I started to look at things from evry angle just like the way he did.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I started doing everything that he does.Giving myself into the things that only he liked!!How can I forget the most beautiful night that he gave me???The most romantic dinner any girl could ever have!!Yes, he was my &lt;strong&gt;X-BOYFRIEND&lt;/strong&gt;!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Suddenly as the feeling passed away i found my friend drained..as if he took every bit of life away from her..it was her X-boyfriend!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Love is always very different for a girl!!Very hard to explain and very hard for any guy to know the true power of a girl's love!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/290119401013628203-3599513459456032205?l=excellence-polly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://excellence-polly.blogspot.com/feeds/3599513459456032205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://excellence-polly.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-x-boyfriend.html#comment-form' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/290119401013628203/posts/default/3599513459456032205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/290119401013628203/posts/default/3599513459456032205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://excellence-polly.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-x-boyfriend.html' title='My X-boyfriend!!'/><author><name>Eyeshadow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02228378492503214911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' 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secret stuffs that I am gonna write later!!I was in a convent where from morning till evening u would always be surrounded by sisters!!And guess what it was an all gals school!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;We had to pray at least 5 times a day!!Can u imagine???Wel the prayers for me were only just to utter some english words.I never prayed seriously!!And forget about the days when i dint have school!!Never ever went near the small temple that my mom maintains!!Dont think that i am a nastik but i am not too much into GODDY GODDY stuff!!!i believe in facing the life as it comes!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I had to spend 12 years in holy child!!so almost more then a decade!!huh???Am i serious???yes i am!!during school life i only new 3 things-BOOKS,TELEVISION &amp;amp;PARENTS!!and nothing else!!well i even scored good in my hslc!!now forget about the percentage!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;next came my HS!!even with a percentage in 80s you need to run from one school to the other!!i got my admissions in KV!!KV was a total yucks for me!!!i came from convent yaar(samjha karo)!!and eew there were guys!!i dint know how to face the guys!!GOD save me(at times its very very necessary to pray)!!and i was just too shocked when i met 3 of my guy classmates...it was a big question mark????are guys really like this??they were just beyond my imagination!!life has changed a lot since i joined KV.BETER OR FOR WORSE I dont know but i LOVE IT!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;will write the rest later...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;hope atleast you dont just turn down my first try!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/290119401013628203-1530335220206776061?l=excellence-polly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://excellence-polly.blogspot.com/feeds/1530335220206776061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://excellence-polly.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-budding-days.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/290119401013628203/posts/default/1530335220206776061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/290119401013628203/posts/default/1530335220206776061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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