tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13246194728744707252024-03-13T16:02:24.266+05:00WitsWitshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00433316152030557234noreply@blogger.comBlogger7125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1324619472874470725.post-16034761273820779382011-04-15T22:34:00.001+05:002011-04-15T22:37:34.664+05:00Lost<b>Sometimes I feel as if I have lost myself somewhere.. Whoever I am, I am not for myself...</b><br />
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<b>Things around are getting so unexpected that sometimes I don't find any way out... Every time I compose myself to begin once again and to keep the pace in hand but every time I disperse and this process of composing and dispersing continues...<br />
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But what is that thing which enables me to compose myself and why? I don't know.. Perhaps I'll find the answer or reason some day..</b>Witshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00433316152030557234noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1324619472874470725.post-84837106018413696992011-04-04T23:24:00.000+05:002011-04-04T23:24:41.936+05:00In the middle...<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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I don't know why.. why at this age.. Sometimes I get confused in differentiating what is right and what is wrong..?<br />
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And this is so irritating that I have to kick out this thought of my mind deliberately.<br />
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I ask one of my friends this question that how I can differentiate between right and wrong when I find it difficult to do so, she said, "Listen to your heart"...<br />
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But sometimes this is also difficult because when you start listening to your heart, mind jumps in the middle and leaves you 'In the middle'...<br />
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What should be done then?Witshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00433316152030557234noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1324619472874470725.post-66044263044211759382011-03-12T21:47:00.000+05:002011-03-12T21:47:51.193+05:00My and mine :)<a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-CjbcJJzDYBs/TXujPOBSqXI/AAAAAAAAABQ/Ew2iUxR735k/s1600/2253268.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><br />
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After having a lot fun to day I am tired now... But that sense of being important for each other is so soothing that it flies away all tiredness. The glimpse of each others' eyes was so refreshing that whenever I think of that moment I feel my eyes are having a glimpse of paradise. We met after a long time and we kept on talking for hours. We didn't want to say goodbye to each other but we had to so that we can meet again.<br />
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Returning home I said to myself, "They are my friends and they are mine :)"<br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6; font-size: x-small;">* Dedicated to my University friends</span>Witshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00433316152030557234noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1324619472874470725.post-67076064159614193412011-03-07T23:20:00.001+05:002011-03-07T23:31:17.735+05:00Rejection<a href="http://www.self.com/images/health/2007/06/friendship-rejection-hear296.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="200" src="http://www.self.com/images/health/2007/06/friendship-rejection-hear296.jpg" width="185" /></a><br />
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I was handed over a rejection letter when I came back home from the office today. It was a rejection letter of the scholarship I applied for few months ago.<br />
The first thing came into my mind while reading that letter was 'again rejection' !! One more rejection has encountered me today. Fine, accepted. When I was reading that letter the whole struggle was flashed back into my mind like a film which I had gone through to complete that scholarship application. From downloading the form to search for the references then filling up the entire form full of complex questions and statements till the submission of the application.<br />
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I smiled and said to Him, "Your will?"<br />
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Fine. What would be better than 'Your will'? More miles to go...Witshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00433316152030557234noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1324619472874470725.post-62012708464501615372011-02-21T22:51:00.000+05:002011-02-21T22:51:38.530+05:00I can and I will!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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I have been trying to do several things since I have started feeling that I have some responsibility of being in this world. But I have not got any clue till yet that in which direction I am going. Am I really going in any direction or still searching for it?<br />
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But there is something inside me which keeps reminding me this phrase ' I can and I will 'Witshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00433316152030557234noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1324619472874470725.post-87487137575447091512011-02-19T21:29:00.000+05:002011-02-19T21:29:31.550+05:00What's on my mind?<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sqNj18DRWDU/TV_vjH-v_uI/AAAAAAAAAAw/PHu3NW0YuRY/s1600/addictive-thinking.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sqNj18DRWDU/TV_vjH-v_uI/AAAAAAAAAAw/PHu3NW0YuRY/s320/addictive-thinking.jpg" width="221" /></a></div><br />
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I ask this question to me everyday 'What's on my mind today?' just to identify what the thing is on which I am focusing on that particular day. But that result is... huh! Lots and lots of things!! Can't figure out one and the most important.<br />
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The news of the day is that my throat was on fire! I went to the doctor and she made me to have an injection! Yes injection and said that you will need to have three more!!!<br />
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I wonder if there is an injection to kill bad cells which are causing illness, would there be an injection like this sometime to inject certain quality in a Man?<br />
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Suppose if somebody wants to be writer and having a symptoms of writing in him, he goes to a doctor and says I want to have an injection of becoming a writer! and that injection will have all those necessary enzymes which are required by the mind to become a writer!<br />
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Just a thought...Witshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00433316152030557234noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1324619472874470725.post-68433462374959200402011-02-16T20:31:00.003+05:002011-02-16T20:44:27.662+05:00No Coincidence<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sAefHxrmPGg/TVhLqtvFtfI/AAAAAAAAAWM/lPz4MvOHf1k/s000/1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="167" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sAefHxrmPGg/TVhLqtvFtfI/AAAAAAAAAWM/lPz4MvOHf1k/s320/1.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br />
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Again another day has passed without any significant co incidence!Witshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00433316152030557234noreply@blogger.com0