<?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-23035721</id><updated>2011-04-22T00:18:45.738+05:30</updated><title type='text'>NituLand - The hidden world inside Nitu</title><subtitle type='html'>A corner where words flow like water, a corner where emotions come out like burning fire, a corner where nothing is left unsaid nothing left within....a corner where i can write what i want.......</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nituzz.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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none too hard nor soft,&lt;br /&gt;Carrying a scent of wild flowers,&lt;br /&gt;And moving clouds about aloft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's so hard to find the perfect sky,&lt;br /&gt;One blue and deep and bright,&lt;br /&gt;Carrying a sense of openness&lt;br /&gt;With sea gulls n albatross in flight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's so hard to find the perfect night,&lt;br /&gt;One warm, quiet and unflawed,&lt;br /&gt;Carrying a mood of solitude,&lt;br /&gt;And a closeness to our God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet no perfection's so hard to find&lt;br /&gt;As that which you extend&lt;br /&gt;And none I'll ever treasure more,&lt;br /&gt;Than to simply be your friend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23035721-5247503388691206651?l=nituzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nituzz.blogspot.com/feeds/5247503388691206651/comments/default' 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pencils are dull; the sharpener jams...&lt;br /&gt;Your fingers get crunched while closing your box...&lt;br /&gt;Your partner’s missing; your neighbor is rude...&lt;br /&gt;Your teacher’s again in a crabby mood...&lt;br /&gt;The morning bell rings; it is 8:31...&lt;br /&gt;Come clear the blackboard,&lt;br /&gt;Another school day’s begun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23035721-743056806590999017?l=nituzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nituzz.blogspot.com/feeds/743056806590999017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23035721&amp;postID=743056806590999017&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23035721/posts/default/743056806590999017'/><link rel='self' 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/&gt;Softly heard..&lt;br /&gt;Holding tight..&lt;br /&gt;Guiding light..&lt;br /&gt;That's my friend..&lt;br /&gt;But not in my end.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23035721-1070127638286152070?l=nituzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nituzz.blogspot.com/feeds/1070127638286152070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23035721&amp;postID=1070127638286152070&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23035721/posts/default/1070127638286152070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23035721/posts/default/1070127638286152070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nituzz.blogspot.com/2007/03/freind.html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23035721.post-9206519275197470683</id><published>2007-03-23T09:38:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-03-23T09:39:54.295+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Deceive!!</title><content type='html'>You smiled, you spoke, and I believed, &lt;br /&gt;By every word and smile deceived...&lt;br /&gt;Another man would hope no more... &lt;br /&gt;Nor hope what I hoped before...&lt;br /&gt;But let not this last wish go in vain... &lt;br /&gt;Deceive, deceive me once again!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23035721-9206519275197470683?l=nituzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nituzz.blogspot.com/feeds/9206519275197470683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23035721&amp;postID=9206519275197470683&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23035721/posts/default/9206519275197470683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23035721/posts/default/9206519275197470683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nituzz.blogspot.com/2007/03/deceive.html' title='Deceive!!'/><author><name>Nitu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04564047726916459106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23035721.post-4430978450753622875</id><published>2006-12-28T21:20:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-12-28T21:27:54.039+05:30</updated><title type='text'>The Dummy!!</title><content type='html'>In that forgotten part of town&lt;br /&gt;Where wasted hopes and dreams abound,&lt;br /&gt;A wrinkled man with life near end,&lt;br /&gt;In hopes to have at least one friend,&lt;br /&gt;With fashioned bits of wood and things&lt;br /&gt;He made a dummy run by strings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He sat alone for hours on end,&lt;br /&gt;Conversing with his only friend&lt;br /&gt;And found delight within the fact&lt;br /&gt;That he controlled it's every act.&lt;br /&gt;He told it how he never had&lt;br /&gt;A chance, since all his luck was bad&lt;br /&gt;Although he'd tried so to succeed&lt;br /&gt;The dummy nodded and agreed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And how his journeys in romance&lt;br /&gt;Had never given him a chance,&lt;br /&gt;And wasn't it a crying shame&lt;br /&gt;That he was always held to blame&lt;br /&gt;When everyone knew, oh so well,&lt;br /&gt;That life is but a living Hell,&lt;br /&gt;Controlled by lust and power and greed?&lt;br /&gt;The dummy nodded and agreed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With patience that would rival saints,&lt;br /&gt;That dummy sat through all complaints&lt;br /&gt;And, with each little expert tug,&lt;br /&gt;He'd droop his head or bow or shrug&lt;br /&gt;And give some comfort to the man&lt;br /&gt;Who held his lifelines in his hand&lt;br /&gt;And helped to fill a lonely need&lt;br /&gt;When he just nodded and agreed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Senility increased with time&lt;br /&gt;As did the old man's pantomime,&lt;br /&gt;And feverish fingers pulled with glee&lt;br /&gt;The dummy's dance of misery.&lt;br /&gt;They never left each other's side&lt;br /&gt;Until the day both stopped and died.&lt;br /&gt;We found them lying, hand in hand,&lt;br /&gt;The dummy - and his wooden friend.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23035721-4430978450753622875?l=nituzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23035721.post-3562355076237892683</id><published>2006-12-11T22:51:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-12-11T22:53:14.272+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Me!!</title><content type='html'>In my mind&lt;br /&gt;Nothing is clear&lt;br /&gt;All this pain&lt;br /&gt;Won't dissapear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On my skin&lt;br /&gt;There are incisions&lt;br /&gt;From when i was scared&lt;br /&gt;And made wrong decisions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my eyes&lt;br /&gt;You can see the rage&lt;br /&gt;You can see the pain&lt;br /&gt;And me in a cage&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm locked inside&lt;br /&gt;For no one to see&lt;br /&gt;A fake on the outside&lt;br /&gt;Pretending to be me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyday &lt;br /&gt;I put on a smile&lt;br /&gt;Pretend i'm happy&lt;br /&gt;But only for a while&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once i get home &lt;br /&gt;The smile goes away&lt;br /&gt;The real me comes out&lt;br /&gt;He comes out to play&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The real me &lt;br /&gt;No body knows&lt;br /&gt;Not even me.............&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23035721-3562355076237892683?l=nituzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nituzz.blogspot.com/feeds/3562355076237892683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23035721&amp;postID=3562355076237892683&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23035721/posts/default/3562355076237892683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23035721/posts/default/3562355076237892683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nituzz.blogspot.com/2006/12/me.html' title='Me!!'/><author><name>Nitu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04564047726916459106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23035721.post-8318418785956811809</id><published>2006-12-08T13:16:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-12-08T13:20:37.194+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Memories..........</title><content type='html'>Memories...&lt;br /&gt;Haunt me..&lt;br /&gt;Dimensions of dreams..&lt;br /&gt;Swirl by..&lt;br /&gt;Colors of sorrow..&lt;br /&gt;Merge the past..&lt;br /&gt;Into my present..&lt;br /&gt;Play with my mind..&lt;br /&gt;Steal my future..&lt;br /&gt;Desert me..&lt;br /&gt;Of Images..what might have been..&lt;br /&gt;Relinquish my hold..&lt;br /&gt;On my shattered heart..&lt;br /&gt;Memories of yesteryear....&lt;br /&gt;Take away....my corroded soul....&lt;br /&gt;Within the drop of a single tear.......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23035721-8318418785956811809?l=nituzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nituzz.blogspot.com/feeds/8318418785956811809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23035721&amp;postID=8318418785956811809&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23035721/posts/default/8318418785956811809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23035721/posts/default/8318418785956811809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nituzz.blogspot.com/2006/12/memories.html' title='Memories..........'/><author><name>Nitu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04564047726916459106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23035721.post-8278086937157294803</id><published>2006-10-22T12:42:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-10-22T12:47:17.774+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Stuck...</title><content type='html'>Stuck here nowhere to go,&lt;br /&gt;Stuck here nowhere to hide,&lt;br /&gt;Stuck here felling so low,&lt;br /&gt;Stuck here nothing left on my side,&lt;br /&gt;Stuck here pretending to smile,&lt;br /&gt;Stuck here forcing a grin,&lt;br /&gt;Stuck here gonna be for a while,&lt;br /&gt;Stuck here holding it in.&lt;br /&gt;Stuck here they broke my spirit,&lt;br /&gt;Stuck here they broke my heart,&lt;br /&gt;Stuck here starting to fear it,&lt;br /&gt;Stuck here falling apart.&lt;br /&gt;Stuck here all on my own,&lt;br /&gt;Stuck here no one to hold,&lt;br /&gt;Stuck here feeling alone,&lt;br /&gt;Stuck here ready to fold.&lt;br /&gt;Stuck here trying so hard,&lt;br /&gt;Stuck here just wanna fit,&lt;br /&gt;stuck here permanently scarred,&lt;br /&gt;Stuck here until i quit,&lt;br /&gt;STuck here forever....n ever.......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23035721-8278086937157294803?l=nituzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nituzz.blogspot.com/feeds/8278086937157294803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23035721&amp;postID=8278086937157294803&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23035721/posts/default/8278086937157294803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23035721/posts/default/8278086937157294803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nituzz.blogspot.com/2006/10/stuck.html' title='Stuck...'/><author><name>Nitu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04564047726916459106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23035721.post-8009891138005478005</id><published>2006-10-22T12:39:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-10-22T12:42:42.460+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Me and my loneliness</title><content type='html'>I'm sitting here alone.&lt;br /&gt;In this empty room&lt;br /&gt;which keeps on getting emptier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sitting here alone&lt;br /&gt;In this small room,&lt;br /&gt;It keeps getting smaller.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I try thinking of something or someone.&lt;br /&gt;But nothing comes to my head,&lt;br /&gt;I'm alone…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sitting here alone in this dark room,&lt;br /&gt;It keeps on getting darker.&lt;br /&gt;Nobody is home&lt;br /&gt;I feel so alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I go out on the street,&lt;br /&gt;I stand alone.&lt;br /&gt;I see the long street,&lt;br /&gt;It keeps on getting longer.&lt;br /&gt;It's a dead street,&lt;br /&gt;Which keeps on dying.&lt;br /&gt;A silent street. A lonely street.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing surrounds me;&lt;br /&gt;No sound, no smell, no sight.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A world once filled with love n care,&lt;br /&gt;Now gone...&lt;br /&gt;It's gone and it's left us alone.&lt;br /&gt;Me and my loneliness.........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23035721-8009891138005478005?l=nituzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nituzz.blogspot.com/feeds/8009891138005478005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23035721&amp;postID=8009891138005478005&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23035721/posts/default/8009891138005478005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23035721/posts/default/8009891138005478005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nituzz.blogspot.com/2006/10/me-and-my-loneliness.html' title='Me and my loneliness'/><author><name>Nitu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04564047726916459106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23035721.post-116150101452020668</id><published>2006-10-22T12:32:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-10-22T12:34:36.778+05:30</updated><title type='text'>One Last.......</title><content type='html'>I'm falling,&lt;br /&gt;Falling into an abysm,&lt;br /&gt;Falling through shadows,&lt;br /&gt;Through darkness,&lt;br /&gt;Through anger,&lt;br /&gt;Through pain,&lt;br /&gt;Falling into the consuming flames of doubt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The coldness keeps me alive,&lt;br /&gt;Alive when I'm wishing I was dead.&lt;br /&gt;One last breath of hope&lt;br /&gt;Lifts me over the mist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The past know gone,&lt;br /&gt;Gone with the happiness, the joy.&lt;br /&gt;The future lies just a minute away.&lt;br /&gt;A minute away from loneliness,&lt;br /&gt;Just a minute away from death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No more sadness,&lt;br /&gt;No more sorrow,&lt;br /&gt;No more problems,&lt;br /&gt;No more life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One last goodbye,&lt;br /&gt;One last smile,&lt;br /&gt;One last tear,&lt;br /&gt;One last love,&lt;br /&gt;One last everything.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23035721-116150101452020668?l=nituzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nituzz.blogspot.com/feeds/116150101452020668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23035721&amp;postID=116150101452020668&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23035721/posts/default/116150101452020668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23035721/posts/default/116150101452020668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nituzz.blogspot.com/2006/10/one-last.html' title='One Last.......'/><author><name>Nitu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04564047726916459106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23035721.post-116150051856911348</id><published>2006-10-22T12:28:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-10-22T12:34:36.719+05:30</updated><title type='text'>My Buddy!!</title><content type='html'>As another day comes and goes by,&lt;br /&gt;I shy away to be on my own.&lt;br /&gt;I'm visited by my good friend Loneliness,&lt;br /&gt;Who comforts me when I am alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We share an evening, speaking of how&lt;br /&gt;Interesting, witty and popular I was today.&lt;br /&gt;The jokes soon follow,&lt;br /&gt;Realising no one else saw me this way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We reminisce through&lt;br /&gt;An array of memorable stories.&lt;br /&gt;And talk hopefully of days&lt;br /&gt;Full of future glories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loneliness is a regular visitor&lt;br /&gt;And his timing is never wrong.&lt;br /&gt;Although, he does have one flaw,&lt;br /&gt;He always stays a bit too long........hehe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23035721-116150051856911348?l=nituzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nituzz.blogspot.com/feeds/116150051856911348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23035721&amp;postID=116150051856911348&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23035721/posts/default/116150051856911348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23035721/posts/default/116150051856911348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nituzz.blogspot.com/2006/10/my-buddy.html' title='My Buddy!!'/><author><name>Nitu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04564047726916459106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23035721.post-116081749561772923</id><published>2006-10-14T14:23:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-10-22T12:34:36.660+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Nobody!!</title><content type='html'>Nobody has me, &lt;br /&gt;Nobody shares me, &lt;br /&gt;I am complete within myself. &lt;br /&gt;Nobody heals me, &lt;br /&gt;Nobody hurts me, &lt;br /&gt;I am immune within myself. &lt;br /&gt;Nobody sees me, &lt;br /&gt;Nobody hears me, &lt;br /&gt;Yet I exist within myself. &lt;br /&gt;Nobody shuns me, &lt;br /&gt;Nobody seeks me, &lt;br /&gt;So here I hide within myself. &lt;br /&gt;Nobody knows me, &lt;br /&gt;Nobody greets me, &lt;br /&gt;Unrecognized within myself. &lt;br /&gt;Nobody hates me, &lt;br /&gt;Nobody loves me, &lt;br /&gt;Therefore, I grieve within myself. &lt;br /&gt;Nobody lives me, &lt;br /&gt;Nobody is me, &lt;br /&gt;I am alone within myself..............&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23035721-116081749561772923?l=nituzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nituzz.blogspot.com/feeds/116081749561772923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23035721&amp;postID=116081749561772923&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23035721/posts/default/116081749561772923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23035721/posts/default/116081749561772923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nituzz.blogspot.com/2006/10/nobody.html' title='Nobody!!'/><author><name>Nitu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04564047726916459106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23035721.post-115588692147550760</id><published>2006-08-18T13:10:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-10-22T12:34:36.602+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Almost</title><content type='html'>I'm only halfway broken,&lt;br /&gt;Just a little gone, &lt;br /&gt;Almost to the brink,&lt;br /&gt;Almost fully drawn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just a little sad&lt;br /&gt;Only slightly torn&lt;br /&gt;I only wish sometimes&lt;br /&gt;That I was never born&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I almost feel insane&lt;br /&gt;I'm not always lonely&lt;br /&gt;A few people feel like me&lt;br /&gt;I'm not the one and only&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm somewhat of a quitter&lt;br /&gt;I kinda know what's wrong&lt;br /&gt;I'm not strong enough to deal&lt;br /&gt;I knew that all along...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm near the edge of reason&lt;br /&gt;A few steps and I'd be there&lt;br /&gt;A little to the right,&lt;br /&gt;And maybe you would care&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was just about to make it&lt;br /&gt;So close, but I fell short&lt;br /&gt;It was almost meant to be;&lt;br /&gt;My second to last resort&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm midway through the battle&lt;br /&gt;I'm near the end of going away&lt;br /&gt;I'm almost completely certain&lt;br /&gt;That I'll never be okay&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23035721-115588692147550760?l=nituzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nituzz.blogspot.com/feeds/115588692147550760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23035721&amp;postID=115588692147550760&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23035721/posts/default/115588692147550760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23035721/posts/default/115588692147550760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nituzz.blogspot.com/2006/08/almost.html' title='Almost'/><author><name>Nitu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04564047726916459106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23035721.post-115519593854839588</id><published>2006-08-10T13:14:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-10-22T12:34:36.541+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Like a sister!!</title><content type='html'>Like a sister &lt;br /&gt;I turn to when &lt;br /&gt;Life is bad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like a friend&lt;br /&gt;I know will be there&lt;br /&gt;When life seems sad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone I know&lt;br /&gt;Will cheer me up&lt;br /&gt;Just by her voice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like a sister&lt;br /&gt;Like a friend&lt;br /&gt;Someone I never had&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No words are&lt;br /&gt;Strong enough to&lt;br /&gt;Express what I feel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like a sister&lt;br /&gt;Like a friend&lt;br /&gt;Someone I never had&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23035721-115519593854839588?l=nituzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nituzz.blogspot.com/feeds/115519593854839588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23035721&amp;postID=115519593854839588&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23035721/posts/default/115519593854839588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23035721/posts/default/115519593854839588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nituzz.blogspot.com/2006/08/like-sister.html' title='Like a sister!!'/><author><name>Nitu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04564047726916459106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23035721.post-115490116641919144</id><published>2006-08-07T03:20:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-10-22T12:34:36.481+05:30</updated><title type='text'>My Life!!</title><content type='html'>I open my eyes&lt;br /&gt;But maybe its better they stay closed&lt;br /&gt;For what misery today will bring&lt;br /&gt;I just don't know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every day is like the one before&lt;br /&gt;I find I'm more hurt and lost &lt;br /&gt;Than ever before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't remember a time&lt;br /&gt;Where I was happy and smiling&lt;br /&gt;It feels like forever&lt;br /&gt;That inside I've been dying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's strange&lt;br /&gt;But I've got use to it&lt;br /&gt;Being this way&lt;br /&gt;It's part of my life now&lt;br /&gt;Depressed everyday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thrive on the sadness&lt;br /&gt;That tears my heart&lt;br /&gt;I find some sort of comfort in it&lt;br /&gt;This pain that rips me apart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was once smiling&lt;br /&gt;Once warm&lt;br /&gt;And so care free&lt;br /&gt;Now I look at myself &lt;br /&gt;And say&lt;br /&gt;"What has happened to me?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What made me this way?&lt;br /&gt;So cold and lost&lt;br /&gt;Were the memories so bad&lt;br /&gt;That I forced them to be forgot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How I can brake free?&lt;br /&gt;And leave this behind&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired of being this way all the time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want to be held close&lt;br /&gt;But I know I'll push everyone away&lt;br /&gt;I'm too scared to let anyone in&lt;br /&gt;Because I know no one will stay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you fix a soul&lt;br /&gt;Which has pieces long gone&lt;br /&gt;How do you fix a life?&lt;br /&gt;That has gone so badly wrong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is who I am&lt;br /&gt;Every day and every night&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23035721-115490116641919144?l=nituzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nituzz.blogspot.com/feeds/115490116641919144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23035721&amp;postID=115490116641919144&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23035721/posts/default/115490116641919144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23035721/posts/default/115490116641919144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nituzz.blogspot.com/2006/08/my-life.html' title='My Life!!'/><author><name>Nitu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04564047726916459106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23035721.post-115363666068427517</id><published>2006-07-23T11:54:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-10-22T12:34:36.409+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Helplessness</title><content type='html'>There is pain in my heart...&lt;br /&gt;No one who can comfort me,&lt;br /&gt;No one who cares,&lt;br /&gt;No one to share my pain,&lt;br /&gt;Ease my suffering...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why must it be so hard?&lt;br /&gt;Why should it happen to start with?&lt;br /&gt;The unanswerable questions&lt;br /&gt;ring out to the stars,&lt;br /&gt;and only silence replies&lt;br /&gt;with it's smooth sound...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I scream with anguish,&lt;br /&gt;and the pain of helplessness.&lt;br /&gt;"There must be something I can do, mustn’t there?"&lt;br /&gt;The whimpered query&lt;br /&gt;hangs in the air,&lt;br /&gt;"please?".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But only silence and time remain,&lt;br /&gt;one a comforter,&lt;br /&gt;the other, a healer.&lt;br /&gt;So why am I not comforted,&lt;br /&gt;or healed of my pain,&lt;br /&gt;and only misery remains?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23035721-115363666068427517?l=nituzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nituzz.blogspot.com/feeds/115363666068427517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23035721&amp;postID=115363666068427517&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23035721/posts/default/115363666068427517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23035721/posts/default/115363666068427517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nituzz.blogspot.com/2006/07/helplessness.html' title='Helplessness'/><author><name>Nitu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04564047726916459106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23035721.post-115126823874411263</id><published>2006-06-26T02:11:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-10-22T12:34:36.349+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Love</title><content type='html'>What is it with Love???&lt;br /&gt;That makes me...And then breaks me? &lt;br /&gt;When in love...Do I truly love? &lt;br /&gt;Is it really love...Or do I think that I love? &lt;br /&gt;Maybe I just love being in love...&lt;br /&gt;Or love the idea of being in love? &lt;br /&gt;I spent years chasing love...&lt;br /&gt;In the end the one thing I truly love...&lt;br /&gt;Could just be the mere pursuit of love...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23035721-115126823874411263?l=nituzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nituzz.blogspot.com/feeds/115126823874411263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23035721&amp;postID=115126823874411263&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23035721/posts/default/115126823874411263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23035721/posts/default/115126823874411263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nituzz.blogspot.com/2006/06/love.html' title='Love'/><author><name>Nitu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04564047726916459106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23035721.post-115064206927322863</id><published>2006-06-18T20:15:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-10-22T12:34:36.290+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Lonely Soul</title><content type='html'>The lonely soul wanders&lt;br /&gt;Alone in the walks of life&lt;br /&gt;No other soul as his companion&lt;br /&gt;The lonely soul wanders&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alone in the daybreak&lt;br /&gt;He does his duties&lt;br /&gt;In the walks of life&lt;br /&gt;The lonely soul wanders&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alone in the life &lt;br /&gt;He meets many other souls&lt;br /&gt;Who comes to be&lt;br /&gt;Unfit for the lonely soul&lt;br /&gt;The lonely soul wanders&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the days pass by&lt;br /&gt;The lonely soul became&lt;br /&gt;More lonely, with no other&lt;br /&gt;souls as his companion&lt;br /&gt;The lonely soul wanders&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alone in the walks of life&lt;br /&gt;The lonely soul decides&lt;br /&gt;Not to die, but to face&lt;br /&gt;Life in all its hardships&lt;br /&gt;The lonely soul wanders........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23035721-115064206927322863?l=nituzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nituzz.blogspot.com/feeds/115064206927322863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23035721&amp;postID=115064206927322863&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23035721/posts/default/115064206927322863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23035721/posts/default/115064206927322863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nituzz.blogspot.com/2006/06/lonely-soul.html' title='Lonely Soul'/><author><name>Nitu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04564047726916459106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23035721.post-115061508734207192</id><published>2006-06-18T12:44:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-10-22T12:34:36.231+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Your Picture!!</title><content type='html'>I have never seen anyone’s photo&lt;br /&gt;With such longing.&lt;br /&gt;But when I come to the last page&lt;br /&gt;I can’t close the album.&lt;br /&gt;I trace my fingers over your eyes, &lt;br /&gt;Feeling the warmth of your tears.&lt;br /&gt;I weep yet still you look at me&lt;br /&gt;Not saying a word, &lt;br /&gt;Not responding to the warmth of my hands.&lt;br /&gt;Days come and go, &lt;br /&gt;And every day, many times, &lt;br /&gt;When I come to the last page, &lt;br /&gt;I can’t bring myself to close the album, &lt;br /&gt;You are still looking at me, &lt;br /&gt;Cold and silent.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23035721-115061508734207192?l=nituzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nituzz.blogspot.com/feeds/115061508734207192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23035721&amp;postID=115061508734207192&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23035721/posts/default/115061508734207192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23035721/posts/default/115061508734207192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nituzz.blogspot.com/2006/06/your-picture.html' title='Your Picture!!'/><author><name>Nitu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04564047726916459106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23035721.post-115061426974023608</id><published>2006-06-18T12:19:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-10-22T12:34:36.168+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Tit or Tat!!</title><content type='html'>Laugh, and the world laughs with you;&lt;br /&gt;Weep, and you weep alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sing, and the hills will answer;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, it is lost on the air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rejoice, and people will seek you;&lt;br /&gt;Grieve, and they turn and go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be glad, and your friends are many;&lt;br /&gt;Be sad, and you lose them all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feast, and your halls are crowded;&lt;br /&gt;Fast, and the world goes by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Run, and everyone tries to keep pace;&lt;br /&gt;Stop, and you are left behind.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23035721-115061426974023608?l=nituzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nituzz.blogspot.com/feeds/115061426974023608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23035721&amp;postID=115061426974023608&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23035721/posts/default/115061426974023608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23035721/posts/default/115061426974023608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nituzz.blogspot.com/2006/06/tit-or-tat.html' title='Tit or Tat!!'/><author><name>Nitu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04564047726916459106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23035721.post-115061195063032663</id><published>2006-06-18T11:34:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-10-22T12:34:36.108+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Lost.....</title><content type='html'>Lost in a world, that scares me to death, &lt;br /&gt;Lost in a crowd, I'm losing my breath.&lt;br /&gt;Lost as a boy, lost as a man, &lt;br /&gt;I need to grow up, don't think I can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lost as a person, can't find my way.&lt;br /&gt;Lost in life, every day.&lt;br /&gt;Lost in worry, who am I? &lt;br /&gt;All my life, I've lived a lie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lost to kindness, lost to love, &lt;br /&gt;Lost in a sky, like a new-born dove.&lt;br /&gt;Lost in thought, which I shouldn't do, &lt;br /&gt;It winds me up, I can’t get through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lost to comfort, all kind words, &lt;br /&gt;Lost to advice, it isn't heard.&lt;br /&gt;Lost to those who really care, &lt;br /&gt;All these people, always there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lost in me, I need a break, &lt;br /&gt;Lost in wonder, which road to take? &lt;br /&gt;Lost in a place I don't know well, &lt;br /&gt;Where are you now? There's no one to tell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lost here, all alone, &lt;br /&gt;Lost apart from the mobile phone.&lt;br /&gt;Lost still, there are no calls.&lt;br /&gt;I'm struggling alone, to break these walls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lost in mind, lost in soul, &lt;br /&gt;Lost memories, nothing whole.&lt;br /&gt;Lost love, lost friends,&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying hard, to get through these bends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lost in time, lost in space,&lt;br /&gt;Lost in my world, can't keep up the pace.&lt;br /&gt;Lost Inside....forever........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23035721-115061195063032663?l=nituzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nituzz.blogspot.com/feeds/115061195063032663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23035721&amp;postID=115061195063032663&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23035721/posts/default/115061195063032663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23035721/posts/default/115061195063032663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nituzz.blogspot.com/2006/06/lost.html' title='Lost.....'/><author><name>Nitu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04564047726916459106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23035721.post-115061026006907232</id><published>2006-06-18T11:22:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-10-22T12:34:36.045+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Marriage!!</title><content type='html'>A marriage of two&lt;br /&gt;is for love that is true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A marriage of two&lt;br /&gt;is always something new&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A marriage of two&lt;br /&gt;happens sometimes out of the blue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A marriage of two&lt;br /&gt;is worth it when its due&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A marriage of two&lt;br /&gt;is a marriage of trust&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many can find themselves lost&lt;br /&gt;It can be an expensive cost&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are only very few&lt;br /&gt;who have a clue &lt;br /&gt;of when love accrues&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A marriage of two&lt;br /&gt;can be bad&lt;br /&gt;A marriage of two&lt;br /&gt;can be sad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You should only be glad if&lt;br /&gt;A marriage of two&lt;br /&gt;is for love that is true&lt;br /&gt;As it will last all thru....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23035721-115061026006907232?l=nituzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nituzz.blogspot.com/feeds/115061026006907232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23035721&amp;postID=115061026006907232&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23035721/posts/default/115061026006907232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23035721/posts/default/115061026006907232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nituzz.blogspot.com/2006/06/marriage.html' title='Marriage!!'/><author><name>Nitu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04564047726916459106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23035721.post-115017192473805088</id><published>2006-06-13T09:41:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-10-22T12:34:35.981+05:30</updated><title type='text'>A Friend</title><content type='html'>A friend&lt;br /&gt;What makes a friend? &lt;br /&gt;A friend&lt;br /&gt;Is someone that everyone needs&lt;br /&gt;A friend&lt;br /&gt;Is that special one &lt;br /&gt;A friend &lt;br /&gt;Is someone you tell everything&lt;br /&gt;A friend&lt;br /&gt;Is someone you never lie to&lt;br /&gt;A friend&lt;br /&gt;Can be of any age old or young&lt;br /&gt;A friend&lt;br /&gt;Is someone that is always there&lt;br /&gt;A friend&lt;br /&gt;Will always listen to you&lt;br /&gt;A friend &lt;br /&gt;Will never leave you in trouble&lt;br /&gt;A friend&lt;br /&gt;Will help you through the thick and the thin&lt;br /&gt;A friend&lt;br /&gt;Will always stand by your side&lt;br /&gt;A friend &lt;br /&gt;Is what I don't have....&lt;br /&gt;A friend&lt;br /&gt;Is what I m searching for....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23035721-115017192473805088?l=nituzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nituzz.blogspot.com/feeds/115017192473805088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23035721&amp;postID=115017192473805088&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23035721/posts/default/115017192473805088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23035721/posts/default/115017192473805088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nituzz.blogspot.com/2006/06/friend.html' title='A Friend'/><author><name>Nitu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04564047726916459106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23035721.post-115001690793529049</id><published>2006-06-11T14:35:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-10-22T12:34:35.924+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Memory Lane</title><content type='html'>Travelling down the memory lane&lt;br /&gt;is not all black n white&lt;br /&gt;Travelling down the memory lane&lt;br /&gt;is not all lacking light&lt;br /&gt;Travelling down the memory lane&lt;br /&gt;is not eye filled with tears&lt;br /&gt;Travelling down the memory lane&lt;br /&gt;brings fresh and soothing air&lt;br /&gt;Travelling down the memory lane&lt;br /&gt;is college, fun and friends&lt;br /&gt;Travelling down the memory lane&lt;br /&gt;is full of curves and bends&lt;br /&gt;Travelling down the memory lane&lt;br /&gt;is a test of time and mind&lt;br /&gt;Travelling down the memory lane&lt;br /&gt;is a joy of it's own kind&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23035721-115001690793529049?l=nituzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nituzz.blogspot.com/feeds/115001690793529049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23035721&amp;postID=115001690793529049&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23035721/posts/default/115001690793529049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23035721/posts/default/115001690793529049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nituzz.blogspot.com/2006/06/memory-lane.html' title='Memory Lane'/><author><name>Nitu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04564047726916459106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23035721.post-115001643827555207</id><published>2006-06-11T14:29:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-10-22T12:34:35.866+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Invisible</title><content type='html'>I sit alone, invisible&lt;br /&gt;A shadow glooming everywhere&lt;br /&gt;A whisper in the howling wind&lt;br /&gt;A hole of pity and despair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sit alone, invisible&lt;br /&gt;No one really knows me&lt;br /&gt;Just a face without a name&lt;br /&gt;A ghost on a silent sea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sit alone, invisible&lt;br /&gt;Never to be known&lt;br /&gt;A blade of grass in an endless field&lt;br /&gt;Never to be grown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sit alone, invisible&lt;br /&gt;To small to count for anything&lt;br /&gt;Just a voice to soft to hear&lt;br /&gt;An angel without wings&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23035721-115001643827555207?l=nituzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nituzz.blogspot.com/feeds/115001643827555207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23035721&amp;postID=115001643827555207&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23035721/posts/default/115001643827555207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23035721/posts/default/115001643827555207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nituzz.blogspot.com/2006/06/invisible.html' title='Invisible'/><author><name>Nitu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04564047726916459106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23035721.post-115001558091960773</id><published>2006-06-11T13:58:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-10-22T12:34:35.807+05:30</updated><title type='text'>My World</title><content type='html'>I sit here alone, in this dark place&lt;br /&gt;My mind has gone crazy, my heart's in a race&lt;br /&gt;I sit here alone, with my thoughts gone mad&lt;br /&gt;I feel I'm insane, my life's turned bad&lt;br /&gt;I sit here alone, as people pass by&lt;br /&gt;I scream to be heard, but can't and cry&lt;br /&gt;I sit here alone, I'm all messed up&lt;br /&gt;I have no control, It's time to give up&lt;br /&gt;I sit here alone, I can't hold on&lt;br /&gt;I'm losing my grasp, My sanity's gone&lt;br /&gt;I sit here alone, My freedom is here&lt;br /&gt;The struggle is over, I won't shed a tear&lt;br /&gt;I sit here alone, I shall never see light&lt;br /&gt;I have only darkness, In my world tonight&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23035721-115001558091960773?l=nituzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nituzz.blogspot.com/feeds/115001558091960773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23035721&amp;postID=115001558091960773&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23035721/posts/default/115001558091960773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23035721/posts/default/115001558091960773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nituzz.blogspot.com/2006/06/my-world.html' title='My World'/><author><name>Nitu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04564047726916459106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23035721.post-115001426253155881</id><published>2006-06-11T13:52:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-10-22T12:34:35.749+05:30</updated><title type='text'>You are not alone!!!!</title><content type='html'>No calls, no emails&lt;br /&gt;No books, no movies &lt;br /&gt;No coffee, no poems&lt;br /&gt;No one that says "Hey come on bud, keep your head held high!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No photographs, No letters&lt;br /&gt;No songs, no company &lt;br /&gt;No mom, no dad, no preachers&lt;br /&gt;No one to turn to when it all goes downhill again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No sister, no love&lt;br /&gt;No friends, no neighbours&lt;br /&gt;No sunshine, no light&lt;br /&gt;No one to love and to comfort me in these dark days&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the thing I want the most right now; &lt;br /&gt;Is someone that would talk to me: &lt;br /&gt;Tell me "You are not alone"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not alone&lt;br /&gt;Not alone&lt;br /&gt;Not alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone who tells: &lt;br /&gt;You are not alone&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23035721-115001426253155881?l=nituzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nituzz.blogspot.com/feeds/115001426253155881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23035721&amp;postID=115001426253155881&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23035721/posts/default/115001426253155881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23035721/posts/default/115001426253155881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nituzz.blogspot.com/2006/06/you-are-not-alone.html' title='You are not alone!!!!'/><author><name>Nitu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04564047726916459106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23035721.post-115001238059284670</id><published>2006-06-11T13:17:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-10-22T12:34:35.689+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Alone :(</title><content type='html'>Alone Alone all alone...&lt;br /&gt;Alone I sit and think &lt;br /&gt;Alone I sulk and sink&lt;br /&gt;Alone I start in the morning &lt;br /&gt;Alone I wait in the endless night&lt;br /&gt;Alone I stand and fight &lt;br /&gt;Alone I pray for rainbow lights&lt;br /&gt;Alone I seek the glimmer of hope&lt;br /&gt;Alone I celebrate my joys&lt;br /&gt;Alone I cry out my sadness&lt;br /&gt;Alone I voice out my fears&lt;br /&gt;Alone I listen to the my whispers&lt;br /&gt;Alone I stare at the sky &lt;br /&gt;Alone I sit under a tree&lt;br /&gt;Alone I try to understand&lt;br /&gt;Alone I seek knowledge&lt;br /&gt;Alone I share what is mine&lt;br /&gt;Alone I try not to be alone&lt;br /&gt;Alone I live today&lt;br /&gt;Alone I will die someday...(hehe)&lt;br /&gt;Alone I will drift away to oblivion&lt;br /&gt;Been so Alone all the way....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23035721-115001238059284670?l=nituzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nituzz.blogspot.com/feeds/115001238059284670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23035721&amp;postID=115001238059284670&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23035721/posts/default/115001238059284670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23035721/posts/default/115001238059284670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nituzz.blogspot.com/2006/06/alone.html' title='Alone :('/><author><name>Nitu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04564047726916459106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23035721.post-114974356469748399</id><published>2006-06-08T10:28:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-10-22T12:34:35.630+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Lonely.......</title><content type='html'>Each day I wake up with a frown&lt;br /&gt;Rumours keep spreading around town&lt;br /&gt;That I'm suffering a mental breakdown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A solitary walk I walk&lt;br /&gt;A lonely talk I talk&lt;br /&gt;As I wander as a lonely on the lonely road&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wander as a lonely at night&lt;br /&gt;I wander as a lonely on sight&lt;br /&gt;I wander as a lonely at day&lt;br /&gt;I wander as a lonely and pray&lt;br /&gt;I wander as a lonely each n every day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slow down, slow down&lt;br /&gt;Shut down, shut down  &lt;br /&gt;Shutdown the lonely thing before I drown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why can't I embrace my friends with warmth&lt;br /&gt;As they can give me assistance&lt;br /&gt;Save me from my lonely existence&lt;br /&gt;Why do I keep fighting love&lt;br /&gt;Bending it around like a curve&lt;br /&gt;With my glowering face&lt;br /&gt;Reserving only a lonely place, &lt;br /&gt;Halting happiness to arrive in my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why dont I ever stop to wonder? &lt;br /&gt;Why dont I ever stop to ponder? &lt;br /&gt;Am I the reason for the lonely blunders? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slow down, slow down&lt;br /&gt;Shut down, shut down &lt;br /&gt;Can I remove from my head that lonely crown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wander endlessly as a lonely&lt;br /&gt;Searching for a spot called homely&lt;br /&gt;But my face is missing that vital smile called lovely ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23035721-114974356469748399?l=nituzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nituzz.blogspot.com/feeds/114974356469748399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23035721&amp;postID=114974356469748399&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23035721/posts/default/114974356469748399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23035721/posts/default/114974356469748399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nituzz.blogspot.com/2006/06/lonely.html' title='Lonely.......'/><author><name>Nitu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04564047726916459106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23035721.post-114625411125074777</id><published>2006-04-29T01:22:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-10-22T12:34:35.573+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Entrapment!!</title><content type='html'>Today i was sitting and staring at the mirror.... and i saw Nitu there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see an image in the corner&lt;br /&gt;An image of what was me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look into his eyes…&lt;br /&gt;His pain is all so clear&lt;br /&gt;I wonder why he shakes like that&lt;br /&gt;When someone comes near&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But when I reach out towards him…&lt;br /&gt;I find I’m touching glass…&lt;br /&gt;And he is really me!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look into his eyes…&lt;br /&gt;I’m shocked by his despair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again I reach towards him…&lt;br /&gt;The cold glass soothes his pain&lt;br /&gt;I know that I must reach him now&lt;br /&gt;Before he goes insane&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But no matter how I try...&lt;br /&gt;He’s still on the other side&lt;br /&gt;Reaching back towards my hands&lt;br /&gt;Yet longing to run and hide&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now he looks so broken&lt;br /&gt;As I smash the cold hard glass&lt;br /&gt;I know that I must reach him…&lt;br /&gt;And I know it must be fast&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see his falling pieces…&lt;br /&gt;Distorted on the floor&lt;br /&gt;Contorted in so many ways&lt;br /&gt;He’s broken now I’m sure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I reach out to the glass…&lt;br /&gt;But he’s gone from my sight&lt;br /&gt;I long to find his broken soul&lt;br /&gt;I long to put it right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I don’t know how to save him&lt;br /&gt;I try so hard to call him back...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I stare… in the mirror…&lt;br /&gt;And I start to see…&lt;br /&gt;All I need to do is set him free...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23035721-114625411125074777?l=nituzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nituzz.blogspot.com/feeds/114625411125074777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23035721&amp;postID=114625411125074777&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23035721/posts/default/114625411125074777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23035721/posts/default/114625411125074777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nituzz.blogspot.com/2006/04/entrapment.html' title='Entrapment!!'/><author><name>Nitu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04564047726916459106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23035721.post-114483004107854214</id><published>2006-04-12T13:43:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-10-22T12:34:35.515+05:30</updated><title type='text'>NituLand!!!!!</title><content type='html'>Nituland.... &lt;br /&gt;A place where.... we have.....&lt;br /&gt;Bright shining lights,&lt;br /&gt;Smiling faces,&lt;br /&gt;Laughter,&lt;br /&gt;Music,&lt;br /&gt;Peace and love,&lt;br /&gt;Timeless space,&lt;br /&gt;Meaningless chat,&lt;br /&gt;Deep midnight conversations....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will also have....&lt;br /&gt;My friends close by...&lt;br /&gt;To need and be needed,&lt;br /&gt;To help and be helped,&lt;br /&gt;To listen...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My perfect world&lt;br /&gt;Exists in me&lt;br /&gt;You're welcome to visit...&lt;br /&gt;to stay...&lt;br /&gt;Pull up a chair&lt;br /&gt;And together&lt;br /&gt;We can see it through&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23035721-114483004107854214?l=nituzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nituzz.blogspot.com/feeds/114483004107854214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23035721&amp;postID=114483004107854214&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23035721/posts/default/114483004107854214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23035721/posts/default/114483004107854214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nituzz.blogspot.com/2006/04/nituland.html' title='NituLand!!!!!'/><author><name>Nitu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04564047726916459106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23035721.post-114482944429758855</id><published>2006-04-12T13:39:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-10-22T12:34:35.457+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Magic Mirror!!....</title><content type='html'>Mirror mirror on the wall&lt;br /&gt;Show me what you see&lt;br /&gt;If you really reflect it all&lt;br /&gt;Show every piece of me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Behind my eyes, behind my smile&lt;br /&gt;Deep into my soul&lt;br /&gt;Linger for a little while&lt;br /&gt;Show me all you see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you show the bruised and battered place in me&lt;br /&gt;Can you show the part that longs to be set free&lt;br /&gt;Can you show the piece of me that's mild&lt;br /&gt;Can you show the adult inside the child&lt;br /&gt;Can you show the heart that won't let anyone in&lt;br /&gt;Can you show the innocence hiding behind the sin&lt;br /&gt;Can you show the coward inside the fighter&lt;br /&gt;Can you show the part that's drunk with laughter&lt;br /&gt;Can you show the side where life's a joke&lt;br /&gt;Can you show the piece that just can't cope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, mirror mirror on the wall&lt;br /&gt;I’ll step back so I can see&lt;br /&gt;If you really reflect it all&lt;br /&gt;And show every piece of me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23035721-114482944429758855?l=nituzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nituzz.blogspot.com/feeds/114482944429758855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23035721&amp;postID=114482944429758855&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23035721/posts/default/114482944429758855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23035721/posts/default/114482944429758855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nituzz.blogspot.com/2006/04/magic-mirror.html' title='Magic Mirror!!....'/><author><name>Nitu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04564047726916459106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23035721.post-114378484756500185</id><published>2006-03-31T11:07:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-10-22T12:34:35.401+05:30</updated><title type='text'>As each day goes by</title><content type='html'>As each day goes by...&lt;br /&gt;I sit back and think, Is it really so hard?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As each day goes by...&lt;br /&gt;I sit back and think, Maybe they're right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As each day goes by...&lt;br /&gt;I sit back and think, What to do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As each day goes by...&lt;br /&gt;I sit back and think, Can this be true?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As each day goes by...&lt;br /&gt;I sit back and think, Is time the best healer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As each day goes by...&lt;br /&gt;I sit back and think, When will things change?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As each day goes by...&lt;br /&gt;I sit back and think, Can I go on?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As each day goes by...&lt;br /&gt;I sit back and think, Maybe I should at least try?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As each day goes by...&lt;br /&gt;They always say,&lt;br /&gt;"There's nothing more to do,&lt;br /&gt;You have to take life and trouble"&lt;br /&gt;As each day goes by............As each day goes by...........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23035721-114378484756500185?l=nituzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nituzz.blogspot.com/feeds/114378484756500185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23035721&amp;postID=114378484756500185&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23035721/posts/default/114378484756500185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23035721/posts/default/114378484756500185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nituzz.blogspot.com/2006/03/as-each-day-goes-by.html' title='As each day goes by'/><author><name>Nitu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04564047726916459106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23035721.post-114362328012245754</id><published>2006-03-29T14:31:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-10-22T12:34:35.339+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Loneliness...</title><content type='html'>As I lay here in my dark, and lonely room, &lt;br /&gt;filled with sadness , and with gloom. &lt;br /&gt;I search for your voice, but it's not there. &lt;br /&gt;I reach to touch you, but touch only air. &lt;br /&gt;In my heart is a loneliness that I alone must bear. &lt;br /&gt;I feel all around me there is no one who really cares. &lt;br /&gt;So, forgive me if I must cry out&lt;br /&gt;"Is This What Life Is All About?"&lt;br /&gt;to feel so empty, and cast out. &lt;br /&gt;Where are the ones who said they cared! &lt;br /&gt;Where are the ones who said they would always be there! &lt;br /&gt;So, as I lay here in my dark, and lonely room , &lt;br /&gt;filled with sadness, and with gloom. &lt;br /&gt;Forgive me if I must cry out,&lt;br /&gt;"Is This What Life Is All About?"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23035721-114362328012245754?l=nituzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nituzz.blogspot.com/feeds/114362328012245754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23035721&amp;postID=114362328012245754&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23035721/posts/default/114362328012245754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23035721/posts/default/114362328012245754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nituzz.blogspot.com/2006/03/loneliness.html' title='Loneliness...'/><author><name>Nitu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04564047726916459106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23035721.post-114332085342802602</id><published>2006-03-26T02:37:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-10-22T12:34:35.282+05:30</updated><title type='text'>In One Instant...</title><content type='html'>In one instant,One's life changes.&lt;br /&gt;In one instant,One's heart rearranges...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In one instant,One must face the truth.&lt;br /&gt;In one instant,Life is more then just youth...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In one instant,Time stands still.&lt;br /&gt;In one instant,One must swallow the bitter pill...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In one instant,Ones love is past.&lt;br /&gt;In one instant,There's nothing left to last...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In one instant,There's nothing to say.&lt;br /&gt;In one instant,everything goes away...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In one instant,Its all over and done.&lt;br /&gt;In one instant,You are not the one...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In one instant,It's all loss and no gain.&lt;br /&gt;In one instant,There's nothing..but PAIN...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23035721-114332085342802602?l=nituzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nituzz.blogspot.com/feeds/114332085342802602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23035721&amp;postID=114332085342802602&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23035721/posts/default/114332085342802602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23035721/posts/default/114332085342802602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nituzz.blogspot.com/2006/03/in-one-instant.html' title='In One Instant...'/><author><name>Nitu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04564047726916459106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23035721.post-114327460884355913</id><published>2006-03-25T13:03:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-10-22T12:34:35.225+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Why Do I ??</title><content type='html'>Why do I smile at the sound of your voice?&lt;br /&gt;Why do I let you take over me as if I had no choice?&lt;br /&gt;Why do I miss that electric touch?&lt;br /&gt;Why do I like to have you around so much?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do I melt at that flying kiss?&lt;br /&gt;Why do I feel like I could live forever like this?&lt;br /&gt;Why do I put my heart in your hands?&lt;br /&gt;Why do I answer all your demands?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do I tell you leaving me is not your wrong?&lt;br /&gt;Why do I let you know with out you I'm not strong?&lt;br /&gt;Why do I suffer even though I know it's not right?&lt;br /&gt;Why do I give up even without putting up a fight?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do I care about you even though you hurt me?&lt;br /&gt;Why do I turn my head from what's the reality?&lt;br /&gt;Why do I try to hide from what is true?&lt;br /&gt;Why do I still miss you?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23035721-114327460884355913?l=nituzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nituzz.blogspot.com/feeds/114327460884355913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23035721&amp;postID=114327460884355913&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23035721/posts/default/114327460884355913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23035721/posts/default/114327460884355913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nituzz.blogspot.com/2006/03/why-do-i.html' title='Why Do I ??'/><author><name>Nitu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04564047726916459106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23035721.post-114306846255998150</id><published>2006-03-23T04:27:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-10-22T12:34:35.169+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Insomnia...</title><content type='html'>A poem by Charles Shultz donno the name of the poem so have named it my way :p amazing one so thot of putting it here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I lie awake at night, and I ask, &lt;br /&gt;Where have I gone wrong? &lt;br /&gt;Then a voice says to me, &lt;br /&gt;This is going to take more than one night. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I lie awake at night, and I ask, &lt;br /&gt;Is life a multiple choice test or is it a true or false test? &lt;br /&gt;Then a voice comes out of the dark, and says: &lt;br /&gt;We hate to tell you this, but life is a thousand word essay.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I lie awake at night and I ask, &lt;br /&gt;Why me? &lt;br /&gt;And the voice says, &lt;br /&gt;'Nothing personal your name just happened to come up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I lie awake at night in bed and I ask, &lt;br /&gt;Is it all worth it? And then a voice says, 'Who are you talking to?' And another voice says, &lt;br /&gt;You mean: to whom are you talking? &lt;br /&gt;And I say, 'No wonder I lie awake at night.'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23035721-114306846255998150?l=nituzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nituzz.blogspot.com/feeds/114306846255998150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23035721&amp;postID=114306846255998150&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23035721/posts/default/114306846255998150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23035721/posts/default/114306846255998150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nituzz.blogspot.com/2006/03/insomnia.html' title='Insomnia...'/><author><name>Nitu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04564047726916459106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23035721.post-114301155365873130</id><published>2006-03-22T12:36:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-10-22T12:34:35.107+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Quilt...</title><content type='html'>Can you see me? Have you even tried?&lt;br /&gt;No, you looked right through me...&lt;br /&gt;My pain I wear, like a patchwork quilt...&lt;br /&gt;Surely you saw me, in these multi colors...&lt;br /&gt;Pain, regret, sorrow, rejection...&lt;br /&gt;Each square is a tribute of its own to my stupidity...&lt;br /&gt;See the threads? I bet you can...&lt;br /&gt;They are my tears....&lt;br /&gt;connecting one painful memory to another...&lt;br /&gt;You carry the tool to take this quilt apart...&lt;br /&gt;Can you, would you, free me? &lt;br /&gt;Free me from this pain i wear...&lt;br /&gt;Thats all i want i swear...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23035721-114301155365873130?l=nituzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nituzz.blogspot.com/feeds/114301155365873130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23035721&amp;postID=114301155365873130&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23035721/posts/default/114301155365873130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23035721/posts/default/114301155365873130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nituzz.blogspot.com/2006/03/quilt.html' title='Quilt...'/><author><name>Nitu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04564047726916459106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23035721.post-114300974929551628</id><published>2006-03-22T12:01:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-10-22T12:34:35.048+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Hide to Cry</title><content type='html'>I hide to cry&lt;br /&gt;because I have no where to call my own&lt;br /&gt;and "happily ever after" is a land too far away,&lt;br /&gt;just after once upon a time; just this side of the rainbow&lt;br /&gt;and no one really cares anyway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hide to cry&lt;br /&gt;because I know I will never get it&lt;br /&gt;and dreams don't really come true&lt;br /&gt;its just all make believe stuff&lt;br /&gt;and it really doesn't matter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hide to cry&lt;br /&gt;because my weakness brings my tears&lt;br /&gt;and I have no one to hold me close&lt;br /&gt;no one here who loves me&lt;br /&gt;and no one really cares anyway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hide to cry&lt;br /&gt;because no one really cares anyway&lt;br /&gt;and is this pain even real&lt;br /&gt;it really doesn't matter&lt;br /&gt;and no one really cares anyway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hide to cry&lt;br /&gt;because no one validates my pain&lt;br /&gt;and no one really cares&lt;br /&gt;so why should I&lt;br /&gt;and it really doesn't matter anyway&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23035721-114300974929551628?l=nituzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23035721.post-114292883509932896</id><published>2006-03-21T13:38:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-10-22T12:34:34.991+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Eyes...</title><content type='html'>They say eyes tell everthing...do they really do...if so then why did she leave me??..wondering........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see the pain that lies in my eyes,&lt;br /&gt;But, alas, my eyes are dry,&lt;br /&gt;I won't cry.&lt;br /&gt;No, I won't cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see the anger that burns from my gaze,&lt;br /&gt;The madness that sets my eyes ablaze,&lt;br /&gt;I won't cry.&lt;br /&gt;No, I won't cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see the fear that closes my eyes,&lt;br /&gt;The smile I wear is nothing but a disguise,&lt;br /&gt;I won't cry.&lt;br /&gt;No, I won't cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see the hope that is finally dead,&lt;br /&gt;I cannot trust for my heart has been bled,&lt;br /&gt;I won't cry.&lt;br /&gt;No, I won't cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see the love that lies within,&lt;br /&gt;But I shall never love again,&lt;br /&gt;I won't cry.&lt;br /&gt;No, I won't cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see death's hand that has glazed my eyes,&lt;br /&gt;No one saw me die inside,&lt;br /&gt;They won't cry.&lt;br /&gt;No, they won't cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one will...no one cares...no one did and will no one will ever care...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23035721-114292883509932896?l=nituzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nituzz.blogspot.com/feeds/114292883509932896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23035721&amp;postID=114292883509932896&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23035721/posts/default/114292883509932896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23035721/posts/default/114292883509932896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nituzz.blogspot.com/2006/03/eyes.html' title='Eyes...'/><author><name>Nitu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04564047726916459106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23035721.post-114292823040340616</id><published>2006-03-21T13:23:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-10-22T12:34:34.935+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Questions??</title><content type='html'>How many steps will it take to walk a mile?&lt;br /&gt;How many seconds will it take to wait a while?&lt;br /&gt;How many battles do I need to win?&lt;br /&gt;How many Gods do I need, to forgive my sin?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many times must I betray my faith?&lt;br /&gt;How many times can I control my hate?&lt;br /&gt;When do I say that justice isn't fair??&lt;br /&gt;How can I endure the burden that I bear?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where is the youth who wud dare?&lt;br /&gt;Where can I find the people who really care?&lt;br /&gt;Where can I find the road to success?&lt;br /&gt;Is it in the north, south, east, or west?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where can I find true love?&lt;br /&gt;That God had gave from above?&lt;br /&gt;How many struggles do I need to make it through?&lt;br /&gt;When do I say that a statement is false or true?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can I forgive others?&lt;br /&gt;When they have left me in tears?&lt;br /&gt;Can you give help to those people in need?&lt;br /&gt;After they have dropped you and left you to bleed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who are the people that I can trust?&lt;br /&gt;In this world, to fight is a must.&lt;br /&gt;The world will continue to evolve,&lt;br /&gt;But these questions remain unsolved.........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23035721-114292823040340616?l=nituzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nituzz.blogspot.com/feeds/114292823040340616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23035721&amp;postID=114292823040340616&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23035721/posts/default/114292823040340616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23035721/posts/default/114292823040340616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nituzz.blogspot.com/2006/03/questions.html' title='Questions??'/><author><name>Nitu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04564047726916459106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23035721.post-114248856062237648</id><published>2006-03-16T10:49:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-10-22T12:34:34.821+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Moving On</title><content type='html'>We had been together for many a year,&lt;br /&gt;Now, all I could feel was fear.&lt;br /&gt;I gave all that I could give,&lt;br /&gt;It just wasn't the way she wanted to live.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She left without a backward glance,&lt;br /&gt;Not even giving my love a chance.&lt;br /&gt;I often wonder what I could have done,&lt;br /&gt;To keep her from going on the run.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I am all alone,&lt;br /&gt;With nothing to call my own.&lt;br /&gt;I can barely make myself eat,&lt;br /&gt;Wondering if my life will ever again be complete.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I am moving along,&lt;br /&gt;Building my courage, and becoming strong.&lt;br /&gt;Time will heel my broken pride,&lt;br /&gt;Toward the sunset my heart will glide.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23035721-114248856062237648?l=nituzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nituzz.blogspot.com/feeds/114248856062237648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23035721&amp;postID=114248856062237648&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23035721/posts/default/114248856062237648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23035721/posts/default/114248856062237648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nituzz.blogspot.com/2006/03/moving-on.html' title='Moving On'/><author><name>Nitu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04564047726916459106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23035721.post-114248634645448865</id><published>2006-03-16T10:45:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-10-22T12:34:34.765+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Did you see me?</title><content type='html'>Last Night i had a dream of seeing her at a signal...just get one or two glimpses of her before the signal turned green and she went off my screen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw you last night&lt;br /&gt;With him in your car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you see me?&lt;br /&gt;I wonder&lt;br /&gt;Did you see?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I stared into your car,&lt;br /&gt;Your eyes fixed on him,&lt;br /&gt;I prayed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I prayed&lt;br /&gt;God would make a switch &lt;br /&gt;Replace him with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you see me?&lt;br /&gt;I wonder,&lt;br /&gt;Did you see?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew, though,&lt;br /&gt;That God&lt;br /&gt;Would not answer that prayer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you see me?&lt;br /&gt;I wonder&lt;br /&gt;Did you see?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the light turned green&lt;br /&gt;I took another look;&lt;br /&gt;I laughed uneasily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wished again&lt;br /&gt;For God to make a switch;&lt;br /&gt;To replace him with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you see me?&lt;br /&gt;I wonder&lt;br /&gt;Did you see?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wished you would look at me&lt;br /&gt;The way you looked at him;&lt;br /&gt;I wished you still loved me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you see me?&lt;br /&gt;I wonder&lt;br /&gt;Did you see?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know now &lt;br /&gt;I guess I've always known;&lt;br /&gt;It's all over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll never feel your love;&lt;br /&gt;I'll never feel your touch;&lt;br /&gt;I'll never hold you in my arms&lt;br /&gt;The way I want to so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, again I wonder&lt;br /&gt;As I sit there all alone,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you see me?&lt;br /&gt;I wonder&lt;br /&gt;Did you see?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23035721-114248634645448865?l=nituzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nituzz.blogspot.com/feeds/114248634645448865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23035721&amp;postID=114248634645448865&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23035721/posts/default/114248634645448865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23035721/posts/default/114248634645448865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nituzz.blogspot.com/2006/03/did-you-see-me.html' title='Did you see me?'/><author><name>Nitu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04564047726916459106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23035721.post-114196755167789260</id><published>2006-03-10T10:04:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-10-22T12:34:34.525+05:30</updated><title type='text'>My Dilemma.....</title><content type='html'>As I sit here on the ground&lt;br /&gt;With my head spinning round and round&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Holding on, closing my eyes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Letting go of my silent cries&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tears fall down my cheek&lt;br /&gt;Energy draining I’m so weak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hidden beneath the disguise&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hoping no one will see through these lies&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Reaching out but no ones there&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Holding back because no one will care&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lie after lie, day after day&lt;br /&gt;What can I do to make it all go away?&lt;br /&gt;Can’t even tell them what I’m really thinking&lt;br /&gt;Can’t even tell them why my heart is sinking&lt;br /&gt;I can’t bring myself to tell them all&lt;br /&gt;Why I struggle and fall&lt;br /&gt;Can’t bring myself to say&lt;br /&gt;I need help, please make it go away&lt;br /&gt;Can’t tell them how I really feel&lt;br /&gt;Can’t tell them anything that’s real&lt;br /&gt;Holding back, to scared of what they’ll say&lt;br /&gt;Will it be ok, or will they send me away&lt;br /&gt;Lie after lie, another day of having to hide&lt;br /&gt;Burying this pain deep inside&lt;br /&gt;Another day comes and goes&lt;br /&gt;Hiding this secret that no one knows&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23035721-114196755167789260?l=nituzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nituzz.blogspot.com/feeds/114196755167789260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23035721&amp;postID=114196755167789260&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23035721/posts/default/114196755167789260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23035721/posts/default/114196755167789260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nituzz.blogspot.com/2006/03/my-dilemma.html' title='My Dilemma.....'/><author><name>Nitu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04564047726916459106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23035721.post-114170501951265952</id><published>2006-03-07T09:04:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-10-22T12:34:34.243+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Hearts Demise</title><content type='html'>Lightning flashes up in the skies&lt;br /&gt;The raindrops fall as Mr Cupid cries&lt;br /&gt;He made a match that was unwise&lt;br /&gt;Not watching where his arrow flies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't know a problem would arise&lt;br /&gt;Couldn't foresee my hearts demise&lt;br /&gt;He meant well as he always tries&lt;br /&gt;but even he seems to have his lows and highs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On him, my heart no longer relies&lt;br /&gt;The time has come to cut the ties&lt;br /&gt;As too many tears have dropped from my eyes&lt;br /&gt;He must be stopped before my heart dies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This plan of his, he must revise&lt;br /&gt;As my heart has said it's last goodbyes&lt;br /&gt;Out of the ashes I will rise&lt;br /&gt;As for Mr Cupid, I have come to despise&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23035721-114170501951265952?l=nituzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nituzz.blogspot.com/feeds/114170501951265952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23035721.post-114170176435263670</id><published>2006-03-07T08:46:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-10-22T12:34:34.188+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Why??</title><content type='html'>Why do I love you&lt;br /&gt;With all my heart?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why did I fall for you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;From the start?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do you cause me&lt;br /&gt;So much pain?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why do you stick to my heart&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Like a stain?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why couldn't I see&lt;br /&gt;You weren't gonna stay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why did I believe&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You were gonna take the pain away?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why did you play my heart&lt;br /&gt;Like a game?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why couldn't you ever&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Feel the same?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do I sit&lt;br /&gt;In my room all alone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why do I pray&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You would call my phone?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why did you end it&lt;br /&gt;When i wasn't here?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why didn't it bother you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When you made my eyes tear?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why cant I stop thinking of you,&lt;br /&gt;Why can't I say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why do I still get jealous&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When I see you with the other guy?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do you come back in my life&lt;br /&gt;As soon as I'm letting go?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why do I still get butterflies&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When you just say hello?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why can't I forget about you&lt;br /&gt;And put you in the past?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why does a part of me still believe&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;That me and you were made to last?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23035721-114170176435263670?l=nituzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nituzz.blogspot.com/feeds/114170176435263670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23035721&amp;postID=114170176435263670&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23035721/posts/default/114170176435263670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23035721/posts/default/114170176435263670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nituzz.blogspot.com/2006/03/why.html' title='Why??'/><author><name>Nitu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04564047726916459106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23035721.post-114170130578178839</id><published>2006-03-07T08:43:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-10-22T12:34:34.133+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Unspoken Words</title><content type='html'>I don't understand,&lt;br /&gt;How can you do this to me?&lt;br /&gt;How can you change your mind so quick,&lt;br /&gt;And tell me it's not meant to be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all the things you said,&lt;br /&gt;And after all the things we did.&lt;br /&gt;Your going to throw it all away,&lt;br /&gt;Who are you trying to kid?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I deserve some answers,&lt;br /&gt;What did i do wrong?&lt;br /&gt;How can our love be over,&lt;br /&gt;After being together so long?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got so many questions,&lt;br /&gt;Coz now my heart is broken.&lt;br /&gt;But there's nothing i can do.&lt;br /&gt;So i'll leave these words unspoken.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23035721-114170130578178839?l=nituzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nituzz.blogspot.com/feeds/114170130578178839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23035721&amp;postID=114170130578178839&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23035721/posts/default/114170130578178839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23035721/posts/default/114170130578178839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nituzz.blogspot.com/2006/03/unspoken-words.html' title='Unspoken Words'/><author><name>Nitu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04564047726916459106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23035721.post-114170037822194867</id><published>2006-03-07T08:22:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-10-22T12:34:34.074+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Raindrops of the Heart</title><content type='html'>Forever lasting love ,  A dream we both dream...&lt;br /&gt;Forever lasting us , Impossible it seems...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drowning in my tears , Raindrops of the heart...&lt;br /&gt;Embracing my fear ,Thought of us apart...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shattered sweet soul , A million broken pieces...&lt;br /&gt;Watching silently as you go , Missing the butterfly kisses...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Broken heart and memories , Now all I have left to cherish...&lt;br /&gt;Foolish dreams that love last eternally , Pain that never completely vanish...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You taught me how to loathe , Now I live in a world so dim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Asked you who you love most , Cried when you said it was &lt;strong&gt;-him-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23035721-114170037822194867?l=nituzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nituzz.blogspot.com/feeds/114170037822194867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23035721&amp;postID=114170037822194867&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23035721/posts/default/114170037822194867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23035721/posts/default/114170037822194867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nituzz.blogspot.com/2006/03/raindrops-of-heart.html' title='Raindrops of the Heart'/><author><name>Nitu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04564047726916459106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23035721.post-114161692954364676</id><published>2006-03-06T09:14:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-10-22T12:34:34.011+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Last Goodbye</title><content type='html'>I still miss you...&lt;br /&gt;But not like I did before.&lt;br /&gt;The intense aching I felt,&lt;br /&gt;Isn't there anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still whisper your name...&lt;br /&gt;Not as often as I used to.&lt;br /&gt;Now it may be once,&lt;br /&gt;Before the day is through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still hear your voice...&lt;br /&gt;Replaying in my mind.&lt;br /&gt;But it's fading now,&lt;br /&gt;Soon silence I will find.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still long for you...&lt;br /&gt;To feel your touch.&lt;br /&gt;But it's not like before,&lt;br /&gt;I don't dream it as much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still think about you...&lt;br /&gt;And wonder how you are.&lt;br /&gt;But my feelings have changed,&lt;br /&gt;And they don't go as far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still feel you sometimes...&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you're thinking of me?&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe it's just a little memory,&lt;br /&gt;Of how it used to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still love you...&lt;br /&gt;But it's just not as strong.&lt;br /&gt;Because I'm letting you go now,&lt;br /&gt;So we can both move on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still hear you say...&lt;br /&gt;No one will love me like you do.&lt;br /&gt;That's so hard to believe now,&lt;br /&gt;After the hurt you put me through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You still have a piece of my heart..&lt;br /&gt;Because I always felt you here.&lt;br /&gt;Now, I'm hoping and praying,&lt;br /&gt;That, that too, will quickly disappear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This will be my last goodbye..&lt;br /&gt;I've nothing else to say.&lt;br /&gt;Everything I felt for you,&lt;br /&gt;Can now just fade away.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23035721-114161692954364676?l=nituzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23035721.post-114158981990814201</id><published>2006-03-06T01:42:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-10-22T12:34:33.898+05:30</updated><title type='text'>I Loved You Too.</title><content type='html'>So many thoughts,&lt;br /&gt;I don't know where to begin,&lt;br /&gt;I'll start from my heart,&lt;br /&gt;and what I feel within.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still have feelings,&lt;br /&gt;which haven't changed,&lt;br /&gt;because when you left me&lt;br /&gt;my life was re-arranged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to cry&lt;br /&gt;so many times a day,&lt;br /&gt;but lately those tears&lt;br /&gt;have been fading away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am hoping that&lt;br /&gt;my brighter day soon will come,&lt;br /&gt;and maybe, just maybe,&lt;br /&gt;I'll find that special someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, it's been hard,&lt;br /&gt;but I'm getting back my life,&lt;br /&gt;I've even managed&lt;br /&gt;to put away the knife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will find someone&lt;br /&gt;who's right for me,&lt;br /&gt;who loves me&lt;br /&gt;and lets me be all I can be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet the thought of you and him,&lt;br /&gt;is tearing me apart,&lt;br /&gt;because you will always have a special place&lt;br /&gt;in my broken heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do I still love you?&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I do,&lt;br /&gt;but another part of me&lt;br /&gt;is getting over you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never thought I would say this,&lt;br /&gt;but I simply have to confess,&lt;br /&gt;with each and every day that goes by,&lt;br /&gt;I love you less and less.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wanted to be with you,&lt;br /&gt;but now you're gone,&lt;br /&gt;and the time has come&lt;br /&gt;for me to move on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You meant so much to me,&lt;br /&gt;in fact, you still do,&lt;br /&gt;from the bottom of my heart,&lt;br /&gt;I loved you too.&lt;div 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Too.'/><author><name>Nitu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04564047726916459106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23035721.post-114154820984871444</id><published>2006-03-05T14:09:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-10-22T12:34:33.671+05:30</updated><title type='text'>When My Love Said Goodbye</title><content type='html'>Life changed so much when my love said goodbye,&lt;br /&gt;The days went faster as if tomorrow would be another happy day,&lt;br /&gt;A happier day than it was today,&lt;br /&gt;But it wasn't happy at all,&lt;br /&gt;The nights seemed to stop passing by,&lt;br /&gt;Like it didn't want to,&lt;br /&gt;Leaving me a mass of unhappiness,&lt;br /&gt;A mass of sorrow and memories,&lt;br /&gt;Floating back and forth in the empty room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I heard the birds singing in those sunny summer afternoon,&lt;br /&gt;And for once brief second,&lt;br /&gt;I thought they were welcoming back spring,&lt;br /&gt;When it had already passed by,&lt;br /&gt;For one wishful moment I thought they were singing,&lt;br /&gt;For welcoming back my love,&lt;br /&gt;But it was only a fantasy,&lt;br /&gt;It was a perfect dream gone sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wished that my love would come back to be happy with me again,&lt;br /&gt;But how much happiness,&lt;br /&gt;How much of my wishes would really become reality?&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I was afraid of my own reality,&lt;br /&gt;That was why all my wishes fail on me,&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I was too afraid to find someone new,&lt;br /&gt;And it would be happening all over again,&lt;br /&gt;Maybe my wishes had all become reality long ago,&lt;br /&gt;But I had been turning away from them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23035721.post-114154720285958233</id><published>2006-03-05T13:46:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-10-22T12:34:33.614+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Other than you</title><content type='html'>I’m feeling so fragile&lt;br /&gt;My heart’s torn in two&lt;br /&gt;Why can’t I love somebody&lt;br /&gt;Other than you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My problems would vanish&lt;br /&gt;My heart would repair&lt;br /&gt;And I would stop wishing&lt;br /&gt;For you to be there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The tears that flow&lt;br /&gt;Would cease to exist&lt;br /&gt;And I’d stop dreaming&lt;br /&gt;About the times which now a mist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’d forget all those memories&lt;br /&gt;And reasons I cried&lt;br /&gt;Forget how you played me&lt;br /&gt;Forget how you lied&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But my heart is still broken&lt;br /&gt;And you made it break&lt;br /&gt;Shattered completely&lt;br /&gt;More than I can take&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to hate you&lt;br /&gt;Make you suffer like me&lt;br /&gt;But I love you too much&lt;br /&gt;So I’m setting you free&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life would be easier&lt;br /&gt;I’d make it through&lt;br /&gt;If I loved somebody&lt;br /&gt;Other than you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23035721-114154720285958233?l=nituzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nituzz.blogspot.com/feeds/114154720285958233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23035721&amp;postID=114154720285958233&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;i watched u smiling at him&lt;br /&gt;the way you smiled at me&lt;br /&gt;his hand inside of yours&lt;br /&gt;just like mine used to be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You whisper in his ear&lt;br /&gt;and give him love so fine&lt;br /&gt;the sparkle in her eyes&lt;br /&gt;just like it was in mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but still i let u go&lt;br /&gt;and yes it breaks my heart&lt;br /&gt;to stand alone without you&lt;br /&gt;it tears my world apart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish that i could hold you&lt;br /&gt;just LOOK you in the face&lt;br /&gt;but now another sweetheart&lt;br /&gt;is standing in my place&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watching how u love him&lt;br /&gt;and how he loves you too&lt;br /&gt;its way too much to handle&lt;br /&gt;to know i once had you...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23035721-114154647832465468?l=nituzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23035721.post-114154611479296100</id><published>2006-03-05T13:31:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-10-22T12:34:33.497+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Tears Either Way...</title><content type='html'>Whether I am with you&lt;br /&gt;Or whether we are apart&lt;br /&gt;There will always be two broken pieces&lt;br /&gt;Of my fragile heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I smile when I am with you&lt;br /&gt;And no it is not fake&lt;br /&gt;But when I go home is when I realize&lt;br /&gt;That loving you is a mistake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You do not really care for me&lt;br /&gt;And people tell me so&lt;br /&gt;They always tell me you are his&lt;br /&gt;I try to ignore it, as if I don’t know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But deep inside I know the truth&lt;br /&gt;Yet, I pretend that I am fine&lt;br /&gt;I cry my self to sleep&lt;br /&gt;Wishing you were only mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still I do not understand&lt;br /&gt;How in the world you can pretend&lt;br /&gt;You are tearing me apart&lt;br /&gt;My heart will never mend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone tells me to leave and forget&lt;br /&gt;Just to walk away&lt;br /&gt;But that is even more painful&lt;br /&gt;Than seeing you with him everyday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could just forget your face&lt;br /&gt;But I am way too weak&lt;br /&gt;Without you by my side&lt;br /&gt;Life would be so bleak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The question now is to &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;hang on or let go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Either way tears will form in my eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Should I just try to walk away from the one I love?&lt;br /&gt;Or try to live with all the lies?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23035721.post-114154328317274371</id><published>2006-03-05T12:47:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-10-07T13:23:46.142+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Shredded Memories</title><content type='html'>I miss the first word you ever said to me..&lt;br /&gt;I miss the last word you said before you left me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss the first smile that you've shown me..&lt;br /&gt;I miss the last smile that I never got to see..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss the first hug that you gave me..&lt;br /&gt;I miss the last hug that I asked you to pity me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss the first touch on your lips..&lt;br /&gt;I miss the last touch when you turned your back on me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss the first kiss that you've fallen for me..&lt;br /&gt;I miss the last kiss, which I wasn't the person you kissed..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss the first song you sang to me..&lt;br /&gt;I miss the last song of my sympathy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss the first letter that you've written for me..&lt;br /&gt;I miss the last letter which you've never written for me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss the first time you said you love me..&lt;br /&gt;I miss the only time you ever said that to me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss hugging you when I see you trembling..&lt;br /&gt;I miss cuddling you when I see you sad and lonely..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss your voice calling me under that loving scene..&lt;br /&gt;I miss our moment together before memories shredded into pieces..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss the way you made me alive and glee..&lt;br /&gt;I miss the way you used to be..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss u ....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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/&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Humse dil lagaaya kyoon&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Humse munh modna hi tha&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dil mera churaaya kyoon&lt;br /&gt;Jab yeh dil todna hi tha&lt;br /&gt;Humse dil lagaaya kyoon&lt;br /&gt;Humse munh modna hi tha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why did you break my heart?&lt;br /&gt;Why did we fall in love?&lt;br /&gt;Why did you go away, away, away, away?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Ho, dil ko dhadakna tune sikhaaya&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Dil ko tadapna tune sikhaaya&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Aankhon mein aansu chhupe the kahin&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Inko chhalakna tune sikhaaya&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Seene mein basaaya kyoon&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Dil se jab khelna hi tha&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Humse dil lagaaya kyoon&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Humse munh modna hi tha&lt;br /&gt;Dil mera churaaya kyoon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why did you break my heart?&lt;br /&gt;Why did we fall in love?&lt;br /&gt;Why did you go away, away, away, away?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ho, milti thi nazrein jab bhi nazar se&lt;br /&gt;Uthte the shole jaise jigar se&lt;br /&gt;Saanson se nikla jaise dhuaan sa&lt;br /&gt;Banta tha mujhse jeete na marte&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Aag kyoon lagaayi jab&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Bujhaaye dil chhodna hi tha&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Humse dil lagaaya kyoon&lt;br /&gt;Humse munh modna hi tha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dil mera churaaya kyoon&lt;br /&gt;Jab yeh dil todna hi tha&lt;br /&gt;Humse dil lagaaya kyoon&lt;br /&gt;Humse munh modna hi tha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Why did you break my heart?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Why did we fall in love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Why did you go away, away, away?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23035721-114153834619471281?l=nituzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nituzz.blogspot.com/feeds/114153834619471281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>Ab tere Bin....................</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Ab tere bin ji lenge ham&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Zahar zindagi kaa pi lenge ham&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Kyaa huaa jo ek dil tuut gayaa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Kyaa huaa jo ek dil tuut gayaa &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Ab tere bin ji lenge ham&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Zahar zindagi ka pii lenge ham&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Teri aashiqi bhi ye kyaa rang lai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Vafaa maine kii tuune kii bevafaai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Meri bhuul thii main ye kyaa chahataa thaa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Kisii bevafaa se vafaa chahataa thaa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Tu jane kyaa beqaraarii&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Bedard, bemuravvat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Jaa sangadil hasinaa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Dekhii teri muhabbat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Ab maine jaanaa tujhako beraham &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Ab tere bin ji lenge ham&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Zahar zindagi ka pii lenge ham &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Sanam tod detaa muhabbat ke vaade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Agar jaan jaataa main tere iraade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Kise mainne chaaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;KahaaN dil lagaayaa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Main naadaan thaa kuchh samajh hii na paayaa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Mere aaNsuon ke motii&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;AaNkhon se bahataa paanii&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Mere tuute dil ke TukaDe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Tere pyaar kii nishanii&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Kaise main bhuluungaa tere sitam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Ab tere bin ji lenge ham&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Zahar zindagi kaa pii lenge ham&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Kyaa huaa jo ek dil tuut gayaa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Ab tere bin ji lenge ham&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Zahar zindagi ka pii lenge ham&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Ji lenge ham&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Ji lenge ham&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Ji lenge ham&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Well my first blog thot will start today as being my bday thot nice day to start a new thing ....just wanted to write this as even now i thot she might just call me just once but...............neway have started the tread hope i will go on with a few more blogs at regular intervals.........hopefully i dont want this to die soon as here i can vent out my feelings with out neone being angry with me or bugged of hearing the same thing or tired of making me understand that she is gone forever or feel bad seeing my state..........well hope i keep blogging....heres the first one many more to come i hope.................as this song aptly says Ji lenge hum..........will live now donno how but will live live for myself now.............i know its going to be tough but then this is the fact i have to accept she is gone.................................................................gone 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