<?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-1380396306150004208</id><updated>2011-04-21T16:55:01.279-07:00</updated><title type='text'>RANDOM SCRIBBLINGS</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amritgurm.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1380396306150004208/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amritgurm.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Amrit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16779464885555348485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_3lbKJKqL1W4/R8ZAzex_4YI/AAAAAAAAAdg/cpitWxXdY4A/S220/28072007100.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>13</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1380396306150004208.post-4082844916382488886</id><published>2008-07-18T07:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T07:28:34.932-07:00</updated><title type='text'>U 'n' ME</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Thinking big, thinking hard,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Thinking yellow, thinking apart,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Smiling alone crying alot,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Is that you or my heart?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Wishing you, wishing smart,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Wishing red, wishing alot,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Living alone dying hard,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Is that you or my heart?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Talking love, talking strong,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Talking blue, talking for long,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Dreaming alone hoping vast,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Is that you or my heart?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Holding you, holding high,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Holding rainbow, holding sky,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Dancing alone having a blast,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Is that you or my heart?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Leaving life, leaving smile,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Leaving black, leaving bad,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Windows closed doors ajar,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Is that me or my heart?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1380396306150004208-4082844916382488886?l=amritgurm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amritgurm.blogspot.com/feeds/4082844916382488886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1380396306150004208&amp;postID=4082844916382488886' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1380396306150004208/posts/default/4082844916382488886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1380396306150004208/posts/default/4082844916382488886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amritgurm.blogspot.com/2008/07/u-n-me.html' title='U &apos;n&apos; ME'/><author><name>Amrit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16779464885555348485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_3lbKJKqL1W4/R8ZAzex_4YI/AAAAAAAAAdg/cpitWxXdY4A/S220/28072007100.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1380396306150004208.post-1148148388803192922</id><published>2008-04-23T22:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T22:03:13.204-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MY BEST FRIEND</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Many of us must have seen and read “My Best Friend” our so called very famous paragraph. Every student at least those who are from my indigenous country must had spent their childhood fiddling around with these kinds of passages. And one day when I was in college a thought came across my mind, how will I write an essay “My Best Friend”?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;That’s simple and easy. My brain veins didn’t have to play much and pat came the response “A best friend is a friend who is your classmate, a scholar, enjoys your company and you also play different sports with him and obviously he/she is your childhood friend and your next door neighbour. But that would have been a complete 3&lt;sup&gt;rd&lt;/sup&gt; degree case of plagiarism. So I had to turned towards my two of the bestest(my own word, because they can’t be described by any other word so had to come up with my own word) friends I ever I had in my life. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;So I compared them with the essay and they were not like that at all. They were not a scholar, one of them was not in my class, and both of them lived at a long distance from my house. And sports were not their cup of tea. So all that we learned in childhood was not true. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;So a best friend is the one who don’t listen to you much. They have this special thing of not allowing you to enter their house if you are going there without a chocolate. Tell them that you are love stuck they will always have a bagful of bad things about her. They will listen to you quietly but won’t be able to repeat it because they were are suppose to just listen to your shit all life long. They fight with their teachers for you.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;They will fight with their cousins for you. And sometimes they will start hating those who were not good to you. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;And one more thing, even if you never been to their new house or new office everybody in that place is already familiar with you as they have already flocked all of them with your stories and the fun you did with them in your yester years.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And one more thing their spouses feel jealous when they talk to you. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;I thank both of them for being my friend I just miss those days and miss my friends. I love you both.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1380396306150004208-1148148388803192922?l=amritgurm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amritgurm.blogspot.com/feeds/1148148388803192922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1380396306150004208&amp;postID=1148148388803192922' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1380396306150004208/posts/default/1148148388803192922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1380396306150004208/posts/default/1148148388803192922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amritgurm.blogspot.com/2008/04/my-best-friend.html' title='MY BEST FRIEND'/><author><name>Amrit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16779464885555348485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_3lbKJKqL1W4/R8ZAzex_4YI/AAAAAAAAAdg/cpitWxXdY4A/S220/28072007100.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1380396306150004208.post-5803333101843976819</id><published>2008-04-22T17:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-22T17:07:09.492-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"KOSHISH - (PUNJABI)"</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Saawan moorey &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;taras&lt;/st1:place&gt; diyan,&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Kayi barsaatan aayia hon gia,&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Akhiyan agey &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;taras&lt;/st1:place&gt; diya,&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Kayi raatan aayia hon gia,&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Bullan uttey aaoun layi,&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Kayi baatan aayia hon gia,&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Dil de vich vasaun de layi,&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Kayi saugataan aayia hon gia,&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Gamma de bojh uthaan layi,&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Kayi aasan aayia hon gia,&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Amrit chandreya hamesha tu re hasda,&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Main jaanda tainu ruwaun layi,&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Kayi yaadan aayia hon gia. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1380396306150004208-5803333101843976819?l=amritgurm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amritgurm.blogspot.com/feeds/5803333101843976819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1380396306150004208&amp;postID=5803333101843976819' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1380396306150004208/posts/default/5803333101843976819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1380396306150004208/posts/default/5803333101843976819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amritgurm.blogspot.com/2008/04/zindagi-its-punjabi.html' title='&quot;KOSHISH - (PUNJABI)&quot;'/><author><name>Amrit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16779464885555348485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_3lbKJKqL1W4/R8ZAzex_4YI/AAAAAAAAAdg/cpitWxXdY4A/S220/28072007100.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1380396306150004208.post-7633720021006363688</id><published>2008-04-02T05:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T05:11:12.395-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"I WISH"</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I wish I could live in the past,&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;And stop the clock when I used to laugh,&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I wish I could go to school again,&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;And relive the life with those precious friends,&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I wish I would have said it before,&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;And never let my self to carry the onus for long, &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I wish I would have met them,&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;And never let myself to regret. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I wish I could hold her hand,&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;And rejuvenate my dull life again,&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I wish I could have written it before,&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;And allowed my heart to speak bit more.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1380396306150004208-7633720021006363688?l=amritgurm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amritgurm.blogspot.com/feeds/7633720021006363688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1380396306150004208&amp;postID=7633720021006363688' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1380396306150004208/posts/default/7633720021006363688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1380396306150004208/posts/default/7633720021006363688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amritgurm.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-wish.html' title='&quot;I WISH&quot;'/><author><name>Amrit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16779464885555348485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_3lbKJKqL1W4/R8ZAzex_4YI/AAAAAAAAAdg/cpitWxXdY4A/S220/28072007100.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1380396306150004208.post-5605016936421638138</id><published>2008-03-26T02:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-26T03:01:00.929-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TANHA</title><content type='html'>Kisi pe ilzaam lagane ki humne kabhi khata na ki hoti,&lt;br /&gt;Apne karmon ki humne kabhi khud ko bhi sazza di hoti,&lt;br /&gt;Dukh mein kisi ko humne apna hath thamaya hota,&lt;br /&gt;Shayaad itni bheed mein khud ko ‘tanha’ na paaya hota&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1380396306150004208-5605016936421638138?l=amritgurm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amritgurm.blogspot.com/feeds/5605016936421638138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1380396306150004208&amp;postID=5605016936421638138' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1380396306150004208/posts/default/5605016936421638138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1380396306150004208/posts/default/5605016936421638138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amritgurm.blogspot.com/2008/03/tanha.html' title='TANHA'/><author><name>Amrit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16779464885555348485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_3lbKJKqL1W4/R8ZAzex_4YI/AAAAAAAAAdg/cpitWxXdY4A/S220/28072007100.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1380396306150004208.post-2776790406565899516</id><published>2008-03-12T21:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T22:11:19.065-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"I WILL"</title><content type='html'>Rubber wont be dead,&lt;br /&gt;I will be dead,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tree wont be uprooted,&lt;br /&gt;I will be uprooted,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Building wont collapse,&lt;br /&gt;I will collapse,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ship wont drown,&lt;br /&gt;I will drown,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forest wont burn,&lt;br /&gt;I will burn,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Planes wont crash,&lt;br /&gt;I will crash,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Birds wont cry,&lt;br /&gt;I will cry,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nobody will die,&lt;br /&gt;I will die.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1380396306150004208-2776790406565899516?l=amritgurm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amritgurm.blogspot.com/feeds/2776790406565899516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1380396306150004208&amp;postID=2776790406565899516' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1380396306150004208/posts/default/2776790406565899516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1380396306150004208/posts/default/2776790406565899516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amritgurm.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-will.html' title='&quot;I WILL&quot;'/><author><name>Amrit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16779464885555348485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_3lbKJKqL1W4/R8ZAzex_4YI/AAAAAAAAAdg/cpitWxXdY4A/S220/28072007100.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1380396306150004208.post-3895535434668569111</id><published>2008-03-12T06:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T06:07:57.130-07:00</updated><title type='text'>EHSAAS</title><content type='html'>zindagi mein ik chehra bahut khaas rahega,&lt;br /&gt;unke juda hone ka gum dil ke paas rahega,&lt;br /&gt;hamare kafan pe unka naam likh dena,&lt;br /&gt;marne pe to unke sath hone ka jhoota ehsaas rahega.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1380396306150004208-3895535434668569111?l=amritgurm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amritgurm.blogspot.com/feeds/3895535434668569111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1380396306150004208&amp;postID=3895535434668569111' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1380396306150004208/posts/default/3895535434668569111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1380396306150004208/posts/default/3895535434668569111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amritgurm.blogspot.com/2008/03/ehsaas.html' title='EHSAAS'/><author><name>Amrit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16779464885555348485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_3lbKJKqL1W4/R8ZAzex_4YI/AAAAAAAAAdg/cpitWxXdY4A/S220/28072007100.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1380396306150004208.post-6693030428885909129</id><published>2008-03-04T22:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-04T22:33:30.677-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"NOT ENOUGH"</title><content type='html'>I had a moon,&lt;br /&gt;but I wanted stars,&lt;br /&gt;I had a bike,&lt;br /&gt;but I wanted a car,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can walk,&lt;br /&gt;but I wanted wings,&lt;br /&gt;I can talk,&lt;br /&gt;but I wanted to sing,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had water,&lt;br /&gt;but I wanted spree,&lt;br /&gt;I had sun,&lt;br /&gt;but i wanted a tree,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know , that i am selfish,&lt;br /&gt;and I am corrupt,&lt;br /&gt;I will always have everything,&lt;br /&gt;but still i will never have enough.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1380396306150004208-6693030428885909129?l=amritgurm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amritgurm.blogspot.com/feeds/6693030428885909129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1380396306150004208&amp;postID=6693030428885909129' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1380396306150004208/posts/default/6693030428885909129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1380396306150004208/posts/default/6693030428885909129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amritgurm.blogspot.com/2008/03/not-enough.html' title='&quot;NOT ENOUGH&quot;'/><author><name>Amrit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16779464885555348485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_3lbKJKqL1W4/R8ZAzex_4YI/AAAAAAAAAdg/cpitWxXdY4A/S220/28072007100.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1380396306150004208.post-2720170407928045421</id><published>2008-02-29T21:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-29T21:35:53.715-08:00</updated><title type='text'>TANHAI.2</title><content type='html'>Uppar dekh raha to ek aawaaz ayi,&lt;br /&gt;baayen dekha to woh thi,&lt;br /&gt;daayen dekha to woh thi,&lt;br /&gt;Us se door jaane ki apne doston se guhaar lagayi,&lt;br /&gt;to kisi ne paise, kisi ne neend ki ahmiyat humse zayada lagayi,&lt;br /&gt; tab tak to woh “Tanhai” hamari zindagi mein dulhan bankar chali aayi.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1380396306150004208-2720170407928045421?l=amritgurm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amritgurm.blogspot.com/feeds/2720170407928045421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1380396306150004208&amp;postID=2720170407928045421' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1380396306150004208/posts/default/2720170407928045421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1380396306150004208/posts/default/2720170407928045421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amritgurm.blogspot.com/2008/02/tanhai2.html' title='TANHAI.2'/><author><name>Amrit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16779464885555348485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_3lbKJKqL1W4/R8ZAzex_4YI/AAAAAAAAAdg/cpitWxXdY4A/S220/28072007100.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1380396306150004208.post-1384117229901847337</id><published>2008-02-28T22:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-28T22:52:46.947-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"WHO AM I"</title><content type='html'>Am i liar, or “the best”?&lt;br /&gt;Am i fire, or “forest”?&lt;br /&gt;Am i foe, or “a friend”?&lt;br /&gt;Am not good but i pretend.&lt;br /&gt;Am i picture, or “the frame”?&lt;br /&gt;Am i drought, or “the rain”?&lt;br /&gt;Am i loss, or “the gain”?&lt;br /&gt;This is heart and that’s “the brain”??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go thru the rest to understand what i hv written!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he lies alot but people think he is the best..... fire destroys forest...forest(home for every animal sabko palta hai sabko posta hai...)...u can understand foe and friend.....he knows that he is not good but just pretends that he is good.....he has the good ability to provide decoration (sajawaat) to everything u do...(as frame do to the picture)&lt;br /&gt;he is comparable to draught where every1 is crying... acts as a rain which every1 enjoy.... he is the loss but act as a gain..... kyunki "this is heart" ye dil se aisa hai.... i mn liar, fire, foe,....etc. but by using his brain he becomes the best, forest, friend, rain and gain......and that's the brain..... so 1 can do anything by using his brain.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1380396306150004208-1384117229901847337?l=amritgurm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amritgurm.blogspot.com/feeds/1384117229901847337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1380396306150004208&amp;postID=1384117229901847337' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1380396306150004208/posts/default/1384117229901847337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1380396306150004208/posts/default/1384117229901847337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amritgurm.blogspot.com/2008/02/who-am-i.html' title='&quot;WHO AM I&quot;'/><author><name>Amrit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16779464885555348485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_3lbKJKqL1W4/R8ZAzex_4YI/AAAAAAAAAdg/cpitWxXdY4A/S220/28072007100.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1380396306150004208.post-674093872985866702</id><published>2008-02-27T20:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-04T22:37:46.593-08:00</updated><title type='text'>“MANIPULATOR”</title><content type='html'>The exact dictionary meaning of this word is “ the person who manipulates” quiet easy and simple to learn, I have added a new word to my vocabulary. That’s what everyone thinks and it is a great achievement. But what the hell does this word manipulate stands for, again not so difficult word to memorize “ to manage or influence skillfully, esp. In an unfair manner”. And this is the end one would think, but buddy you haven’t even started yet. The art is not to learn the meaning but to be known as “Manipulator”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone of us must have seen the movie “Terminator” (atleast one of many sequels it had). Terminators are dangerous, they kill you but you can see them coming. Then the humans evolved to become “Manipulators” the highest version of Terminators. Its hard enough for human beings to become “Manipulator” let alone the machines. Manipulators continous threat revolving around you. In one sense they will not kill you but in other they would. They will control your body parts(friends) They kill your body parts(friends). And you will be lame and helpless. If you are close to them and have had few hiccups in your relation. You bet , you are in danger buddy. And the best (or the worst) part would be that they ll always tell everyone that they are “Manipulators”. Atleast they are telling the truth and in one way thats where they win everyone. The rest they can handle “skillfully”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So your best chance or i should say best chances are if you don’t know any “Manipulator” or stand up and face the world head on and become a Manipulator yourself. Its not easy but you still have 1 in a million chance to become one. So if you ever want or wish to have sound relations with tons and tons faith on you and you want people to support you in any circumstance and you want to become the controller or the coordinator in any sort of situation and you need to become centre of attraction without even showing anyone that you want to become one. Then you need to become a “Manipulator”&lt;br /&gt;Alas! I failed to become a “Manipulator”&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1380396306150004208-674093872985866702?l=amritgurm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amritgurm.blogspot.com/feeds/674093872985866702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1380396306150004208&amp;postID=674093872985866702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1380396306150004208/posts/default/674093872985866702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1380396306150004208/posts/default/674093872985866702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amritgurm.blogspot.com/2008/02/manipulator.html' title='“MANIPULATOR”'/><author><name>Amrit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16779464885555348485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_3lbKJKqL1W4/R8ZAzex_4YI/AAAAAAAAAdg/cpitWxXdY4A/S220/28072007100.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1380396306150004208.post-1901097189044812556</id><published>2008-02-26T21:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-26T21:55:54.948-08:00</updated><title type='text'>WORSE THAN THE WORST</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Took my friends long time to realize,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;"There can be people who can be good &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;and some can be best but &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Amrit is better than the best"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;I was happy,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;I was enjoying and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt; in my dreams i was flying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Helping some, cheering some &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Teaching some how to live life, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;thinking i was sitting in the sky.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Learned new ways, made new ties&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;i felt i was on a new high.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Sleeping and dreaming, listening to the same old lullaby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;"There can be people who can be good&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt; and some can be best but &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Amrit is better than the best"&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;Times changed, i got busy and i failed to step-up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Friends wanted me, they needed me but i paid no heed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;That was the day when our relation started to bleed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;I tried, i cried&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;"AMRIT IS WORSE THAN THE WORST" thats what i realized. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1380396306150004208-1901097189044812556?l=amritgurm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amritgurm.blogspot.com/feeds/1901097189044812556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1380396306150004208&amp;postID=1901097189044812556' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1380396306150004208/posts/default/1901097189044812556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1380396306150004208/posts/default/1901097189044812556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amritgurm.blogspot.com/2008/02/worse-than-worst.html' title='WORSE THAN THE WORST'/><author><name>Amrit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16779464885555348485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_3lbKJKqL1W4/R8ZAzex_4YI/AAAAAAAAAdg/cpitWxXdY4A/S220/28072007100.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1380396306150004208.post-4741399994059526601</id><published>2008-02-26T03:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-26T03:42:09.050-08:00</updated><title type='text'>TANHAI - "LONELINESS"</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Main is andhere mein kisi se baat karne ko taras raha hun,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Is kagaz pe shabdon ki barsaat bannkar baras raha hun,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Agar kabhi kisi pe apne vishvas ki chaadar chadhai hoti,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;To shayad humne bhi kabhi is “Tanhai” se judaai payi hoti.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1380396306150004208-4741399994059526601?l=amritgurm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amritgurm.blogspot.com/feeds/4741399994059526601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1380396306150004208&amp;postID=4741399994059526601' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1380396306150004208/posts/default/4741399994059526601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1380396306150004208/posts/default/4741399994059526601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amritgurm.blogspot.com/2008/02/tanhai-loneliness.html' title='TANHAI - 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