<?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-23458546</id><updated>2011-04-21T19:27:05.681-07:00</updated><category term='missing'/><category term='wait'/><category term='sharing life'/><category term='responsibility'/><category term='wait2'/><category term='fall'/><title type='text'>immortal</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://menaval.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23458546/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://menaval.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>carlos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09966218157129271285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Oviguuox7yw/SNSuFaoY4gI/AAAAAAAAACg/d1ci5T8kHdI/S220/DSC00613+copy.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-23458546.post-1856507822536695659</id><published>2008-08-18T01:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T01:16:15.796-07:00</updated><title type='text'>angel!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Oviguuox7yw/SKkvt9WA4dI/AAAAAAAAABY/_o-AxVIX31U/s1600-h/angel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Oviguuox7yw/SKkvt9WA4dI/AAAAAAAAABY/_o-AxVIX31U/s320/angel.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235768508402426322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With white feathered wings&lt;br /&gt;skin like glowing sunshine on dewdrops&lt;br /&gt;essence of a green lush meadow&lt;br /&gt;an angel will walk the earth&lt;br /&gt;with glow all around her...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23458546-1856507822536695659?l=menaval.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://menaval.blogspot.com/feeds/1856507822536695659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23458546&amp;postID=1856507822536695659' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23458546/posts/default/1856507822536695659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23458546/posts/default/1856507822536695659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://menaval.blogspot.com/2008/08/angel.html' title='angel!'/><author><name>carlos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09966218157129271285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Oviguuox7yw/SNSuFaoY4gI/AAAAAAAAACg/d1ci5T8kHdI/S220/DSC00613+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Oviguuox7yw/SKkvt9WA4dI/AAAAAAAAABY/_o-AxVIX31U/s72-c/angel.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23458546.post-48582047235614893</id><published>2007-11-21T23:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-21T23:54:02.258-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Psy Trance State!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Oviguuox7yw/R0U1h30sjRI/AAAAAAAAABI/2ZFzjo9t4Es/s1600-h/DSC00495.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Oviguuox7yw/R0U1h30sjRI/AAAAAAAAABI/2ZFzjo9t4Es/s320/DSC00495.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135569806122847506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psy trance state!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its difficult to comprehend. But the stage i call it is psytrance state. &lt;br /&gt;Wher life’s jst floating, with no strings attached. Tripping high. &lt;br /&gt;I jst don’t wanna know who’s dancing beside me. Becuz many a times I think m alone. Heart beating heavily on every beat. Sound that blows up mind. &lt;br /&gt;But all in this mist I wana b alone. I want to njoy every beat n every sound of it.&lt;br /&gt;Becuz past relations I hve realized, I had no rhythm or ther was no co-ordination between. I wanna change things! Start with some new songs and take my life to it. Not looking back but watching every move n taking every step&lt;br /&gt;In perfect rhythm. &lt;br /&gt;Becuz I like it when a line reads, &lt;br /&gt;“If to dance is to dream, then you make dreams come true”&lt;br /&gt;And I have dreamt of things I want to do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23458546-48582047235614893?l=menaval.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://menaval.blogspot.com/feeds/48582047235614893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23458546&amp;postID=48582047235614893' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23458546/posts/default/48582047235614893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23458546/posts/default/48582047235614893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://menaval.blogspot.com/2007/11/psy-trance-state.html' title='Psy Trance State!'/><author><name>carlos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09966218157129271285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Oviguuox7yw/SNSuFaoY4gI/AAAAAAAAACg/d1ci5T8kHdI/S220/DSC00613+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Oviguuox7yw/R0U1h30sjRI/AAAAAAAAABI/2ZFzjo9t4Es/s72-c/DSC00495.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23458546.post-9161710766955368117</id><published>2007-11-21T23:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-21T23:52:30.017-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Peep Hole of time!</title><content type='html'>peep hole of time!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;confusion of all around.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dono what lies ahead. things are coming back in circles. &lt;br /&gt;Things which I never expected to be. &lt;br /&gt;People I don’t expect to be. &lt;br /&gt;U c thru the peep hole of life they are one, &lt;br /&gt;n when u open the door they r different. &lt;br /&gt;Why do they change? Why they are so different? &lt;br /&gt;Why things cant be the same as they look. &lt;br /&gt;People are scared to trust to luv. &lt;br /&gt;Traveling thru one time period at same moment &lt;br /&gt;they don’t believe each other. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U c something thru oneside and by the time the door opens u don’t find those people. &lt;br /&gt;That’s what I call a peep hole of time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23458546-9161710766955368117?l=menaval.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://menaval.blogspot.com/feeds/9161710766955368117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23458546&amp;postID=9161710766955368117' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23458546/posts/default/9161710766955368117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23458546/posts/default/9161710766955368117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://menaval.blogspot.com/2007/11/peep-hole-of-time.html' title='Peep Hole of time!'/><author><name>carlos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09966218157129271285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Oviguuox7yw/SNSuFaoY4gI/AAAAAAAAACg/d1ci5T8kHdI/S220/DSC00613+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23458546.post-6078153623613907143</id><published>2007-02-19T22:23:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-21T00:45:09.794-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='missing'/><title type='text'>Missing Link!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Oviguuox7yw/RdwGh6L4oxI/AAAAAAAAAAM/OQog8Jmx8jg/s1600-h/DSC00232.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Oviguuox7yw/RdwGh6L4oxI/AAAAAAAAAAM/OQog8Jmx8jg/s320/DSC00232.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033905663117927186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evrytime u come across the feeling of been hollow from inside,&lt;br /&gt;the thought when u r enjoying with ur friends, &lt;br /&gt;and ur going tell these moments to tht person, &lt;br /&gt;the name which pops up first,&lt;br /&gt;is tht "the" person for u...&lt;br /&gt;is it been foolish in ur thoughts,&lt;br /&gt;or is it really smthing missing,&lt;br /&gt;is it tht u crave for tht person...&lt;br /&gt;leaving smthngs unexplainable is good.&lt;br /&gt;these are jst spur of moments...they are like popcorn &lt;br /&gt;they pop up when heated...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;writing these down also is a popcorn,&lt;br /&gt;may be 2morrow i may find it foolish enough to look at also.&lt;br /&gt;may be 2morrow i wud say wht a waste of time,&lt;br /&gt;i am not like this...&lt;br /&gt;but these things help me grow.&lt;br /&gt;building the world around me whch i wanna experience...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23458546-6078153623613907143?l=menaval.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://menaval.blogspot.com/feeds/6078153623613907143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23458546&amp;postID=6078153623613907143' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23458546/posts/default/6078153623613907143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23458546/posts/default/6078153623613907143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://menaval.blogspot.com/2007/02/missing-link.html' title='Missing Link!!!'/><author><name>carlos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09966218157129271285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Oviguuox7yw/SNSuFaoY4gI/AAAAAAAAACg/d1ci5T8kHdI/S220/DSC00613+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Oviguuox7yw/RdwGh6L4oxI/AAAAAAAAAAM/OQog8Jmx8jg/s72-c/DSC00232.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23458546.post-6804880470017602185</id><published>2007-02-19T22:22:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-21T00:47:18.975-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sharing life'/><title type='text'>Life in Sharing!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Oviguuox7yw/RdwHCaL4oyI/AAAAAAAAAAY/N_3Iac9p_EQ/s1600-h/Emaar_s_Burj_Dubai_tower_reaches_Level_50.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Oviguuox7yw/RdwHCaL4oyI/AAAAAAAAAAY/N_3Iac9p_EQ/s320/Emaar_s_Burj_Dubai_tower_reaches_Level_50.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033906221463675682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been 9n half months...in place calld gold mine. &lt;br /&gt;gold mine has been for me. all stoned hearts. &lt;br /&gt;no feelings in the work. &lt;br /&gt;all walking as zombie's. the more closer zombies r whom i  be around. &lt;br /&gt;life is land of dead. n m the "shawn of dead"....lol....m watching lots of movies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;movies, money n madness. &lt;br /&gt;people living in here for penny...living together in a small house whch cud be hen house back there natives. &lt;br /&gt;2,4,10,16 people dumped in one house. ha ther goes the city of gold...&lt;br /&gt;the only gold colour they c is yellow when the heat brings them down...............&lt;br /&gt;sharing bed spaces...deals...compromises.........&lt;br /&gt;compromising life to make it better for future........&lt;br /&gt;whts the use of such life...as whn is the age tht u shud enjoy &lt;br /&gt;the beautiful life tht god gifted wth most lovely family u will get.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23458546-6804880470017602185?l=menaval.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://menaval.blogspot.com/feeds/6804880470017602185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23458546&amp;postID=6804880470017602185' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23458546/posts/default/6804880470017602185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23458546/posts/default/6804880470017602185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://menaval.blogspot.com/2007/02/life-in-sharing.html' title='Life in Sharing!!!'/><author><name>carlos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09966218157129271285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Oviguuox7yw/SNSuFaoY4gI/AAAAAAAAACg/d1ci5T8kHdI/S220/DSC00613+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Oviguuox7yw/RdwHCaL4oyI/AAAAAAAAAAY/N_3Iac9p_EQ/s72-c/Emaar_s_Burj_Dubai_tower_reaches_Level_50.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23458546.post-1914489849350878216</id><published>2007-02-19T22:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-21T00:48:19.874-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='responsibility'/><title type='text'>Fragile life^</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Oviguuox7yw/RdwHTKL4ozI/AAAAAAAAAAk/JmcPQ6e4Fd0/s1600-h/DSC00183.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Oviguuox7yw/RdwHTKL4ozI/AAAAAAAAAAk/JmcPQ6e4Fd0/s320/DSC00183.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033906509226484530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life at the juncture of when boy becomes a man. &lt;br /&gt;the responsibility which falls on the grown shoulders...is big...&lt;br /&gt;hve those shoulders become so strong...&lt;br /&gt;r those still those of tht person who has lived life carefree..&lt;br /&gt;wth maximum one responsibility...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trying to enjoy on every sec of life...trying to prve himself...is he ready...&lt;br /&gt;is he ready to take it all. life...partner...family...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23458546-1914489849350878216?l=menaval.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://menaval.blogspot.com/feeds/1914489849350878216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23458546&amp;postID=1914489849350878216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23458546/posts/default/1914489849350878216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23458546/posts/default/1914489849350878216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://menaval.blogspot.com/2007/02/fragile-life.html' title='Fragile life^'/><author><name>carlos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09966218157129271285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Oviguuox7yw/SNSuFaoY4gI/AAAAAAAAACg/d1ci5T8kHdI/S220/DSC00613+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Oviguuox7yw/RdwHTKL4ozI/AAAAAAAAAAk/JmcPQ6e4Fd0/s72-c/DSC00183.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23458546.post-3069798431900107177</id><published>2007-02-19T22:20:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-21T00:51:11.491-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fall'/><title type='text'>DOPE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Oviguuox7yw/RdwH86L4o0I/AAAAAAAAAAw/ZLONaZEVpkE/s1600-h/Picture+1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Oviguuox7yw/RdwH86L4o0I/AAAAAAAAAAw/ZLONaZEVpkE/s320/Picture+1.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033907226486022978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somethings never change. the almighty cycle goes one. being grinned in some corner. &lt;br /&gt;tiered of life. What's its like being on dope, the juice. &lt;br /&gt;Counting the best masturbation u had into 10, the float of life, without wings. &lt;br /&gt;every wrong, every injustice, every feeling which makes u hate &lt;br /&gt;about yourself are microscopic then. everything goes silent. &lt;br /&gt;things got to change. Pray harder? hmm. yea my friend says god got a hard on. &lt;br /&gt;the test for survival infront of him goes on. may be the light will shine like knife through butter, &lt;br /&gt;i won't even feel it........i will b all gone...............&lt;br /&gt;help me...............................................................................god.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23458546-3069798431900107177?l=menaval.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://menaval.blogspot.com/feeds/3069798431900107177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23458546&amp;postID=3069798431900107177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23458546/posts/default/3069798431900107177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23458546/posts/default/3069798431900107177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://menaval.blogspot.com/2007/02/dope.html' title='DOPE'/><author><name>carlos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09966218157129271285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Oviguuox7yw/SNSuFaoY4gI/AAAAAAAAACg/d1ci5T8kHdI/S220/DSC00613+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Oviguuox7yw/RdwH86L4o0I/AAAAAAAAAAw/ZLONaZEVpkE/s72-c/Picture+1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23458546.post-4727723993237086365</id><published>2007-02-19T22:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-19T22:19:48.185-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wait2'/><title type='text'>Dew Minutes!!!</title><content type='html'>a beautiful morning starts with fresh fragrance of morning rains. &lt;br /&gt;life has changed so much, normally a dull looking atmospher has changed to the fresh day of life...&lt;br /&gt;looking thru the windows of the car....the dew drops travelling back wth the time...&lt;br /&gt;new drops falling as new events for life...&lt;br /&gt;the underlying chill of weather telling my soul, m missng u...&lt;br /&gt;listening to luv songs...makes mind run to the moment wher i wanna be..&lt;br /&gt;thoughts running to speed of sound....everything so perfect as i want...life running to slow............&lt;br /&gt;i dont wanna end this moment...but things hve ther beauty when they r to limit...&lt;br /&gt;thts when u feel life changes...new things come n go..may b better things come, may b not...&lt;br /&gt;but in the hope for the better ther's always a new sunrise.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23458546-4727723993237086365?l=menaval.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://menaval.blogspot.com/feeds/4727723993237086365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23458546&amp;postID=4727723993237086365' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23458546/posts/default/4727723993237086365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23458546/posts/default/4727723993237086365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://menaval.blogspot.com/2007/02/dew-minutes.html' title='Dew Minutes!!!'/><author><name>carlos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09966218157129271285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Oviguuox7yw/SNSuFaoY4gI/AAAAAAAAACg/d1ci5T8kHdI/S220/DSC00613+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23458546.post-7541103486397702372</id><published>2007-02-19T22:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-19T22:18:50.937-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wait'/><title type='text'>chatak!!!</title><content type='html'>counting dayz for the last 10 months. awaiting every sec of the life to pass...&lt;br /&gt;waiting for the day to return bck home. looking bck to every moment of life spend at home. thinking how much it must hve changed. the small showcase...my workplace. the alley wher i use to play. the shouting of neighbours. &lt;br /&gt;the place wher i use to sleep..........the chaotic nights. &lt;br /&gt;the small kids who use to come near for chocolates. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;every small thing..which i made me feel at home...&lt;br /&gt;so much of anticipation...so much eagerness...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23458546-7541103486397702372?l=menaval.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://menaval.blogspot.com/feeds/7541103486397702372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23458546&amp;postID=7541103486397702372' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23458546/posts/default/7541103486397702372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23458546/posts/default/7541103486397702372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://menaval.blogspot.com/2007/02/chatak.html' title='chatak!!!'/><author><name>carlos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09966218157129271285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Oviguuox7yw/SNSuFaoY4gI/AAAAAAAAACg/d1ci5T8kHdI/S220/DSC00613+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23458546.post-114188015447009319</id><published>2006-03-08T20:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-08T23:30:31.433-08:00</updated><title type='text'>u my friend...</title><content type='html'>Did I lose you my friend&lt;br /&gt;8yrs of weird relation&lt;br /&gt;the quality time&lt;br /&gt;sharing it equally&lt;br /&gt;fighting over stupid things &lt;br /&gt;laughing over life&lt;br /&gt;being innocent in childish thoughts&lt;br /&gt;debating for things of no money&lt;br /&gt;I didn’t lose u then…&lt;br /&gt;Is maturity testing us&lt;br /&gt;Were we better before &lt;br /&gt;Or are we getting better&lt;br /&gt;For the good deeds of my previous life&lt;br /&gt;The almighty has gifted u to me&lt;br /&gt;Is he taking it away, for me not being worthy&lt;br /&gt;Am I losing you now…u little sweetheart&lt;br /&gt;I did made stupid mistakes &lt;br /&gt;But those were only a spur of moments&lt;br /&gt;Now there is life with no soul…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Distance has taken out best from us&lt;br /&gt;A week seems like a decade&lt;br /&gt;But for something’s to be better &lt;br /&gt;Sacrifice has been the word&lt;br /&gt;Feels like running to you with every rush of blood&lt;br /&gt;But then Something’s got to wait &lt;br /&gt;To hold back has being very difficult&lt;br /&gt;I haven’t gone far&lt;br /&gt;M ther, ther just besides u…&lt;br /&gt;Listening to u…taking care of u &lt;br /&gt;Though m hearing every beat of yours, u wont c me&lt;br /&gt;Let time decide our faith &lt;br /&gt;Till then m missing u my innocence…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23458546-114188015447009319?l=menaval.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://menaval.blogspot.com/feeds/114188015447009319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23458546&amp;postID=114188015447009319' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23458546/posts/default/114188015447009319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23458546/posts/default/114188015447009319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://menaval.blogspot.com/2006/03/u-my-friend.html' title='u my friend...'/><author><name>carlos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09966218157129271285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Oviguuox7yw/SNSuFaoY4gI/AAAAAAAAACg/d1ci5T8kHdI/S220/DSC00613+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23458546.post-114162341092823365</id><published>2006-03-05T21:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-05T21:36:50.930-08:00</updated><title type='text'>angel!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3735/2407/1600/100_2841.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3735/2407/320/100_2841.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Every morning I wait&lt;br /&gt;i wait besides the creeek&lt;br /&gt;at wooden bench which&lt;br /&gt;makes me feel at home everyday&lt;br /&gt;but the fading cold night&lt;br /&gt;the cool breeze tells me &lt;br /&gt;that y, I shudn't be ther than anywhere &lt;br /&gt;becauz they know i miss u in them...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the fresh air, diminishing light &lt;br /&gt;the noise of the migratory birds &lt;br /&gt;the warmth of the young sunrays makes &lt;br /&gt;me feel that i shud be here&lt;br /&gt;than anywhere in the world &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I donno who is my friend the &lt;br /&gt;morning buddies or the cold nights.&lt;br /&gt;but they all know i wait and wait for u...my angel.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23458546-114162341092823365?l=menaval.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://menaval.blogspot.com/feeds/114162341092823365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23458546&amp;postID=114162341092823365' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23458546/posts/default/114162341092823365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23458546/posts/default/114162341092823365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://menaval.blogspot.com/2006/03/angel.html' title='angel!!!'/><author><name>carlos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09966218157129271285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Oviguuox7yw/SNSuFaoY4gI/AAAAAAAAACg/d1ci5T8kHdI/S220/DSC00613+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23458546.post-114162273847124603</id><published>2006-03-05T21:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-05T21:26:22.800-08:00</updated><title type='text'>time off!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3735/2407/1600/100_3520.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3735/2407/320/100_3520.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to smell the earth&lt;br /&gt;to count the stars, to giggle and laugh&lt;br /&gt;to watch the rains to miss the train to sleep again&lt;br /&gt;to run and play to to fight again to loose again&lt;br /&gt;to smile again to feel again to live again.. take some time off dear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These four lines were written by my dear friend.&lt;br /&gt;the image is shot by me...&lt;br /&gt;i donno y but i liked the way she said..."Take some time off"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23458546-114162273847124603?l=menaval.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://menaval.blogspot.com/feeds/114162273847124603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23458546&amp;postID=114162273847124603' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23458546/posts/default/114162273847124603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23458546/posts/default/114162273847124603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://menaval.blogspot.com/2006/03/time-off.html' title='time off!!!'/><author><name>carlos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09966218157129271285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Oviguuox7yw/SNSuFaoY4gI/AAAAAAAAACg/d1ci5T8kHdI/S220/DSC00613+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23458546.post-114156676239718334</id><published>2006-03-05T05:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-05T21:31:41.736-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Destination...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3735/2407/1600/100_2896.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3735/2407/320/100_2896.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone has their destinations&lt;br /&gt;everyone has their home,&lt;br /&gt;the morning birds have theirs,&lt;br /&gt;no matter how far they go &lt;br /&gt;how far they search for a better land,&lt;br /&gt;they return home &lt;br /&gt;the sunrays, whole day they spread &lt;br /&gt;throughout the corner of the earth, &lt;br /&gt;enlighten everything and everyone...&lt;br /&gt;return to the night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everything searches for better life&lt;br /&gt;better world better tomorrow but&lt;br /&gt; they forget everything starts &lt;br /&gt;from one thing and ends at one.&lt;br /&gt;but we humans will always &lt;br /&gt;talk about these things&lt;br /&gt;but fail to understand or follow &lt;br /&gt;such things.&lt;br /&gt;I am not “The One”&lt;br /&gt;Just young enough to know things&lt;br /&gt;From other experiences and &lt;br /&gt;make my life better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone I talk to, everything I experience &lt;br /&gt;Has the same story to tell &lt;br /&gt;They are in search of better tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;But they say life at innocence was better than now.&lt;br /&gt;They miss from where they started.&lt;br /&gt;I miss mine too, I know life &lt;br /&gt;Was better in past I know I am &lt;br /&gt;Gonna miss my home, but I wanna walk this &lt;br /&gt;Trodden path as human I won’t except the fact &lt;br /&gt;That life was good in the past&lt;br /&gt;But as the nature cycle continues &lt;br /&gt;I will be also shredded as one of the &lt;br /&gt;String and by the time&lt;br /&gt;I understand these things&lt;br /&gt;I cud have experienced so many things&lt;br /&gt;That I will feel this was right…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23458546-114156676239718334?l=menaval.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://menaval.blogspot.com/feeds/114156676239718334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23458546&amp;postID=114156676239718334' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23458546/posts/default/114156676239718334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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