<?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-34915925</id><updated>2011-09-24T23:57:42.326+05:30</updated><category term='only time'/><category term='union'/><category term='All in Heart'/><category term='breeze'/><category term='prairie'/><category term='circle'/><category term='Sometimes time and again'/><category term='4 letter word'/><category term='f'/><category term='wind'/><category term='not again'/><category term='D'/><category term='random talk'/><category term='African Proverb'/><category term='prayer'/><category term='N'/><title type='text'>Journey</title><subtitle type='html'>You all are welcome to be a part of my journey</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://touchorizon.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34915925/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://touchorizon.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Sony Bhatt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10457952316825440730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kfFgoOqHc8Q/TlOrr5ghvpI/AAAAAAAAGNI/8kDxFdjVjr0/s220/photo.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>24</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34915925.post-8394078185407467483</id><published>2011-09-24T23:56:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-09-24T23:57:42.339+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='N'/><title type='text'>Wherefore art thou?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;On a summer morning,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;As she sat surrounded in mist,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;With her eyes closed,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Fevering a prayer.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;She heard a whisper in the air.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Enchanting was the breath.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;And felt the quilt cover her,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;as she&amp;nbsp;discovered&amp;nbsp;the wall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;She now flew high,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;She now dove deep,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Still, crossing the barriers,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt; She asked, &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Wherefore art thou?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34915925-8394078185407467483?l=touchorizon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://touchorizon.blogspot.com/feeds/8394078185407467483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34915925&amp;postID=8394078185407467483' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34915925/posts/default/8394078185407467483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34915925/posts/default/8394078185407467483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://touchorizon.blogspot.com/2011/09/wherefore-art-thou.html' title='Wherefore art thou?'/><author><name>Sony Bhatt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10457952316825440730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kfFgoOqHc8Q/TlOrr5ghvpI/AAAAAAAAGNI/8kDxFdjVjr0/s220/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34915925.post-6850571360191936845</id><published>2011-03-27T13:54:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2011-03-27T13:54:10.351+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Do i cry?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div&gt;Do you cry while watching a movie?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My friends have often posed this question and my answer is - yes, bitterly when i saw this movie and its ending!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The ending - it is totally unexpected when you u watch it for the first time, meaningful when u watch it the second time, soulful when you watch it for the third time and beautiful whenever you watch it every other time!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://youtu.be/-sQobtuXw7U"&gt;Hazaaron Khwaishein Aisi - The Ending&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Enjoy!&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/34915925-6850571360191936845?l=touchorizon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://touchorizon.blogspot.com/feeds/6850571360191936845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34915925&amp;postID=6850571360191936845' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34915925/posts/default/6850571360191936845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34915925/posts/default/6850571360191936845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://touchorizon.blogspot.com/2011/03/do-i-cry_1018.html' title='Do i cry?'/><author><name>Sony Bhatt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10457952316825440730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kfFgoOqHc8Q/TlOrr5ghvpI/AAAAAAAAGNI/8kDxFdjVjr0/s220/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34915925.post-4768787199058570648</id><published>2011-03-13T21:45:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-03-13T21:45:28.057+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wind'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='breeze'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prairie'/><title type='text'>Prairie without wind</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;There was movement far away,&lt;br /&gt;
an oceanic image on land,&lt;br /&gt;
i watched each gallop it took,&lt;br /&gt;
a gentle turn it made,&lt;br /&gt;
before i became a part.&lt;br /&gt;
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It shook hands at first,&lt;br /&gt;
whispered&amp;nbsp;in my ears,&lt;br /&gt;
before wishing me a goodbye,&lt;br /&gt;
almost swayed my hair high,&lt;br /&gt;
as it travelled far away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34915925-4768787199058570648?l=touchorizon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://touchorizon.blogspot.com/feeds/4768787199058570648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34915925&amp;postID=4768787199058570648' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34915925/posts/default/4768787199058570648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34915925/posts/default/4768787199058570648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://touchorizon.blogspot.com/2011/03/prairie-without-wind.html' title='Prairie without wind'/><author><name>Sony Bhatt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10457952316825440730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kfFgoOqHc8Q/TlOrr5ghvpI/AAAAAAAAGNI/8kDxFdjVjr0/s220/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34915925.post-1076884579218544986</id><published>2010-04-17T11:49:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2011-01-13T09:50:26.829+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Abe Lincoln's Quote</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;“If you are resolutely determined to make a lawyer of yourself, the thing is more than half done already. It is but a small matter whether you read with anybody or not. I did not read with anyone. Getting the books, and read and study them till you understand them in their principal feature; and that is the main thing. It is of no consequence to be in a large town while you are reading. I read at New Salem, which never had 300 people living in it. The books and your capacity for understanding them, are just the same in all places. Always bear in mind that your own resolution to succeed is more important than any other one thing”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34915925-1076884579218544986?l=touchorizon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://touchorizon.blogspot.com/feeds/1076884579218544986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34915925&amp;postID=1076884579218544986' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34915925/posts/default/1076884579218544986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34915925/posts/default/1076884579218544986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://touchorizon.blogspot.com/2010/04/abe-lincolns-quote.html' title='Abe Lincoln&apos;s Quote'/><author><name>Sony Bhatt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10457952316825440730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kfFgoOqHc8Q/TlOrr5ghvpI/AAAAAAAAGNI/8kDxFdjVjr0/s220/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34915925.post-1716707444070756745</id><published>2009-09-03T13:10:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2011-01-12T17:22:37.999+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Random thoughts</title><content type='html'>Life is the union of walks, each filled with crossroads marked with the milestones.  &lt;br /&gt;
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What can be more alien then the heart? What it want is something which even the owner may not be aware of…. And my heart is no different.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34915925-1716707444070756745?l=touchorizon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://touchorizon.blogspot.com/feeds/1716707444070756745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34915925&amp;postID=1716707444070756745' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34915925/posts/default/1716707444070756745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34915925/posts/default/1716707444070756745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://touchorizon.blogspot.com/2009/09/random-thoughts.html' title='Random thoughts'/><author><name>Sony Bhatt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10457952316825440730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kfFgoOqHc8Q/TlOrr5ghvpI/AAAAAAAAGNI/8kDxFdjVjr0/s220/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34915925.post-199921766290439362</id><published>2009-07-28T18:08:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2011-01-13T12:22:38.583+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Footprints</title><content type='html'>As the mist surrounds the heart aches, with no real pain its just what the heart seeks it is easy to be lost now as the footprints aren't seen the wind get warm fear of the demons. &lt;br /&gt;
And soon they appear alongwith the brightness of the flames could the warmth be of it,when its so far while the demons are to close  the desire to know makes the lips say the prayer to see the footprints that got me here soon i engrave new ones leading to.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34915925-199921766290439362?l=touchorizon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://touchorizon.blogspot.com/feeds/199921766290439362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34915925&amp;postID=199921766290439362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34915925/posts/default/199921766290439362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34915925/posts/default/199921766290439362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://touchorizon.blogspot.com/2009/07/footprints.html' title='Footprints'/><author><name>Sony Bhatt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10457952316825440730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kfFgoOqHc8Q/TlOrr5ghvpI/AAAAAAAAGNI/8kDxFdjVjr0/s220/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34915925.post-2509529169148231012</id><published>2009-07-28T18:08:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2011-01-13T12:19:08.026+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Kitne Javaab</title><content type='html'>कौन है Suraj&lt;br /&gt;
कौन है Chanda&lt;br /&gt;
सब जन चुका huu मैं&lt;br /&gt;
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कौन है sareeta&lt;br /&gt;
कौन है van&lt;br /&gt;
सब से मिलअ huu मैं&lt;br /&gt;
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कौन है ram&lt;br /&gt;
कौन raheem दिख गया है मुझे&lt;br /&gt;
कौन है दुश्मन&lt;br /&gt;
कौन है दोस्त&lt;br /&gt;
सबसे मिल गया huu मैं&lt;br /&gt;
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मगर, आज जनना  चाहता   huu&lt;br /&gt;
किसने बनाया है सब Kyuki ,&lt;br /&gt;
आज जीना चाहता huu मैं&lt;br /&gt;
कितने उन कहे javaab जनना चाहता huu मैं&lt;br /&gt;
मगर Kyu लगता है कोई नही है yehain&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34915925-2509529169148231012?l=touchorizon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://touchorizon.blogspot.com/feeds/2509529169148231012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34915925&amp;postID=2509529169148231012' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34915925/posts/default/2509529169148231012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34915925/posts/default/2509529169148231012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://touchorizon.blogspot.com/2009/07/kitne-javaab.html' title='Kitne Javaab'/><author><name>Sony Bhatt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10457952316825440730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kfFgoOqHc8Q/TlOrr5ghvpI/AAAAAAAAGNI/8kDxFdjVjr0/s220/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34915925.post-4250610635023782699</id><published>2009-07-08T10:49:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2011-01-13T12:27:18.391+05:30</updated><title type='text'>MY FAVOURITE QUOTATIONS</title><content type='html'>'Life is about "the belief" and Living is about "belief-living it".' - Sony Bhatt&lt;br /&gt;
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'If money is your hope for independence you will never have it. The only security that a man will have in this world is a reserve of knowledge, experience and ability.' - Henry Ford&lt;br /&gt;
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Here is the test to find whether your mission on Earth is finished: if you're alive, it isn't. - Richard Bach&lt;br /&gt;
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"At the moment of death we will not be judged according to the number of good deeds we have done or by the diplomas we have received in our lifetime. We will be judged according to the love we have put into our work." - Mother Teresa&lt;br /&gt;
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"So long as millions live in hunger and ignorance, I hold every man as traitor" - Swami Vivekananda&lt;br /&gt;
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Aerodynamically, the bumblebee should not fly, but it doesn't know and so keeps flying anyways....&lt;br /&gt;
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"To laugh often and love much; to win the respect of intelligent persons and the affection of children, to earn the approbation of honest critics; to appreciate beauty; to give of one's self, to leave the world a bit better, whether by a healthy child, a garden patch or a redeemed social condition; to have played and laughed with enthusiasm and sung with exultation; to know even one life has breathed easier because you have lived--that is to have succeeded." -Ralph Waldo Emerson&lt;br /&gt;
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Men do not learn very much from the lessons of history is the most important of all the lessons history has to teach" by Aldous Huxley&lt;br /&gt;
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People are made to be loved and things are made to be used, the confusion is in the world because people are being used and things are being loved.&lt;br /&gt;
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Life begets life. Energy creates energy. It is by spending oneself that one becomes rich.  To die for a religion is easier than to live it absolutely.&lt;br /&gt;
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"Not everything that can be counted counts, and not everything that counts can be counted." - Albert Einstein&lt;br /&gt;
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INSANITY: doing the same thing over and over again and expecting different results. - Albert Einstein&lt;br /&gt;
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Never base your life on a thing or a person, if you want to be happy base your life on goal - Albert Einstein&lt;br /&gt;
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I want to know God’s thoughts; the rest are details. - Albert Einstein&lt;br /&gt;
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The only thing that interferes with my learning is my education. - Albert Einstein&lt;br /&gt;
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"Never forget that life can only be nobly inspired and rightly lived if you take it bravely and gallantly, as a splendid adventure in which you are setting out into an unknown country, to meet many a joy, to find many a comrade, to win and lose many a battle."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34915925-4250610635023782699?l=touchorizon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://touchorizon.blogspot.com/feeds/4250610635023782699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34915925&amp;postID=4250610635023782699' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34915925/posts/default/4250610635023782699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34915925/posts/default/4250610635023782699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://touchorizon.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-favourite-quotations.html' title='MY FAVOURITE QUOTATIONS'/><author><name>Sony Bhatt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10457952316825440730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kfFgoOqHc8Q/TlOrr5ghvpI/AAAAAAAAGNI/8kDxFdjVjr0/s220/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34915925.post-5474379520867669650</id><published>2009-07-07T13:30:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2009-07-07T20:58:35.996+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Hazaaron Khwaishen aisi ki har Khwaish pe dam nikale - by Mirza Ghalib</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.urdupoetry.com/ghalib.html"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;  &lt;/a&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;img src="file:///D:/Sony%207/hobbies%20and%20passions/%28books%29/ghalib/ghalib25_files/wavyline.gif" alt="" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hazaaron Khwaahishen aisi ki har Khwaaish pe dam nikale
bahut nikale mere armaan lekin phir bhii kam nikale
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; Dare kyuun meraa qaatil kyaa rahegaa usakii gardan par
vo Khuun jo chashm-e-tar se umr bhar yuu dam-ba-dam nikale
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; nikalanaa Khuld se aadam kaa sunate aaye hai.n lekin
bahut be-aabaruu hokar tere kuuche se ham nikale
&lt;/p&gt;bharam  khul  jaaye zaalim tere qaamat kii daraazii kaa
&lt;p&gt; agar is turraa-e-purapech-o-Kham  kaa  pech-o-Kham nikale
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; magar likhavaaye koii usako Khat to hamase likhavaaye
huii subah aur ghar se kaan par rakkhar qalam nikale
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; huii is  daur me.n ma.nsuub  mujhase baadaa-ashaamii
phir aayaa vo zamaanaa jo jahaa.N se jaam-e-jam nikale
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; huii jinase  tavaqqo Khastagii  kii daad paane kii
vo hamase bhii ziyaadaa Khastaa-e-teG-e-sitam nikale
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; muhabbat me.n nahii.n  hai farq jiine aur  marane kaa
usii ko dekh kar jiite hai.n jis kaafir pe dam nikale
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; zara kar  jor  siine  par  ki  tiir-e-pursitam  nikale
jo vo nikle to dil  nikale jo dil nikale to dam nikale
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; Khudaa  ke vaaste  pardaa  na  kaabe  se  uThaa zaalim
Kahii.n aisaa na ho yaa.N bhii vahii kaafir sanam nikale
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; Kahaan mai Khaane ka daravaazaa 'Ghalib' aur kahaan vaaiz
par itanaa  jaanate hai.n  kal vo jaataa thaa ke ham nikale &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34915925-5474379520867669650?l=touchorizon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://touchorizon.blogspot.com/feeds/5474379520867669650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34915925&amp;postID=5474379520867669650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34915925/posts/default/5474379520867669650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34915925/posts/default/5474379520867669650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://touchorizon.blogspot.com/2009/07/hazaaron-khwaishen-aisi-ki-har-khwaish.html' title='Hazaaron Khwaishen aisi ki har Khwaish pe dam nikale - by Mirza Ghalib'/><author><name>Sony Bhatt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10457952316825440730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kfFgoOqHc8Q/TlOrr5ghvpI/AAAAAAAAGNI/8kDxFdjVjr0/s220/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34915925.post-1757216081136209096</id><published>2009-06-21T10:58:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-06-21T11:01:02.139+05:30</updated><title type='text'>A small poem</title><content type='html'>hand hands
eyes closed
mind meditates

words, events.
facts, skills.
to know, dedicated.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34915925-1757216081136209096?l=touchorizon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://touchorizon.blogspot.com/feeds/1757216081136209096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34915925&amp;postID=1757216081136209096' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34915925/posts/default/1757216081136209096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34915925/posts/default/1757216081136209096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://touchorizon.blogspot.com/2009/06/small-poem.html' title='A small poem'/><author><name>Sony Bhatt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10457952316825440730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kfFgoOqHc8Q/TlOrr5ghvpI/AAAAAAAAGNI/8kDxFdjVjr0/s220/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34915925.post-4405889300493750707</id><published>2009-02-14T14:08:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-02-14T14:12:59.912+05:30</updated><title type='text'>An Ancient Egyptian poetry</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:+1;"&gt;a timeless ode to humility

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:+1;" &gt;Do not go to bed fearing tomorrow; 
Day dawns and how will tomorrow be?
Man knows not how tomorrow will be. 
God shall ever be in his perfection,
And man in his shortcomings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34915925-4405889300493750707?l=touchorizon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://touchorizon.blogspot.com/feeds/4405889300493750707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34915925&amp;postID=4405889300493750707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34915925/posts/default/4405889300493750707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34915925/posts/default/4405889300493750707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://touchorizon.blogspot.com/2009/02/ancient-egyptian-poetry.html' title='An Ancient Egyptian poetry'/><author><name>Sony Bhatt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10457952316825440730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kfFgoOqHc8Q/TlOrr5ghvpI/AAAAAAAAGNI/8kDxFdjVjr0/s220/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34915925.post-2223769409429524484</id><published>2008-09-09T22:08:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2011-01-13T12:38:32.969+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='All in Heart'/><title type='text'>All in Heart</title><content type='html'>I was too old to understand the answer&lt;br /&gt;
but was too young to understand the questions&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Sometime i searched my surroundings&lt;br /&gt;
sometime i searched myself&lt;br /&gt;
the journey seemed so long&lt;br /&gt;
and the thoughts bothered me on and on.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
on the highway of my thoughts&lt;br /&gt;
there were many toll counters&lt;br /&gt;
i was taken off my valuables&lt;br /&gt;
but the thoughts stayed on&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
i thought of it as my final journey&lt;br /&gt;
so i moved on with excitement&lt;br /&gt;
priceless has always been ones time&lt;br /&gt;
so i tried to hold it.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Call it my youth or inexperience but i learnt,&lt;br /&gt;
time like me was free so i had to wait for moments to come&lt;br /&gt;
cause what comes before time&lt;br /&gt;
i stopped to sit on a cliff over the valley&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
i cried as i saw the depth of my faults&lt;br /&gt;
and the streams of gains&lt;br /&gt;
everything was lost at once but,&lt;br /&gt;
my thoughts that lay safe and untouched were yet to be answered.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
with nobody around i sensed the gift of silence&lt;br /&gt;
i soon began to speak to myself not for the first time,&lt;br /&gt;
but it was different now Someone answered those doubts&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
And we were in an conversation Heart - to - heart&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
it wasnt too late before i smiled&lt;br /&gt;
i enjoyed the doubts cause i was getting the replies&lt;br /&gt;
i was back on my highway of thoughts&lt;br /&gt;
travelling miles without a toll&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
All that i had see and known before sitting on the cliff&lt;br /&gt;
All that i wanted to know i got it all&lt;br /&gt;
- All in heart.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34915925-2223769409429524484?l=touchorizon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://touchorizon.blogspot.com/feeds/2223769409429524484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34915925&amp;postID=2223769409429524484' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34915925/posts/default/2223769409429524484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34915925/posts/default/2223769409429524484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://touchorizon.blogspot.com/2008/09/all-in-heart.html' title='All in Heart'/><author><name>Sony Bhatt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10457952316825440730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kfFgoOqHc8Q/TlOrr5ghvpI/AAAAAAAAGNI/8kDxFdjVjr0/s220/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34915925.post-6778542507765471016</id><published>2008-09-09T21:29:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2011-01-13T12:33:17.143+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='circle'/><title type='text'>So little So BIG</title><content type='html'>When i was a little one&lt;br /&gt;
Life was so big&lt;br /&gt;
When i laughed it meant nothing&lt;br /&gt;
when i cried it meant so many things&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
when i spoke a word&lt;br /&gt;
i knew it all&lt;br /&gt;
when i took a step&lt;br /&gt;
out the world awaited conquer&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
when i had learnt all the words&lt;br /&gt;
books were countless&lt;br /&gt;
when i had walked only a mile&lt;br /&gt;
roads were all mapped&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
when i cried a little&lt;br /&gt;
happiness meant so much&lt;br /&gt;
when i was a big one&lt;br /&gt;
life was so small&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34915925-6778542507765471016?l=touchorizon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://touchorizon.blogspot.com/feeds/6778542507765471016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34915925&amp;postID=6778542507765471016' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34915925/posts/default/6778542507765471016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34915925/posts/default/6778542507765471016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://touchorizon.blogspot.com/2008/09/so-little-so-big.html' title='So little So BIG'/><author><name>Sony Bhatt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10457952316825440730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kfFgoOqHc8Q/TlOrr5ghvpI/AAAAAAAAGNI/8kDxFdjVjr0/s220/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34915925.post-3361796463638807804</id><published>2008-08-19T15:29:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2011-01-13T12:45:13.440+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='D'/><title type='text'>BEACH UNDER THE SUN</title><content type='html'>Under the Shining Sun&lt;br /&gt;
A spell in my ear&lt;br /&gt;
Over the fields of crystal sand&lt;br /&gt;
A gush of emotions&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Amidst the sparkling waters&lt;br /&gt;
A twirl to the lips&lt;br /&gt;
Walking step by step&lt;br /&gt;
A dig into the spirits&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The engraved sand gives&lt;br /&gt;
A look to remember&lt;br /&gt;
As the clouds speak of&lt;br /&gt;
A new season to arrive&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The rocks of possibility&lt;br /&gt;
A fear unseen&lt;br /&gt;
The trees of choir&lt;br /&gt;
A song unheard&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The flock of birds creating&lt;br /&gt;
A vision magically sound&lt;br /&gt;
Nothing left to be said with&lt;br /&gt;
A look into the eyes&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Far and stretched&lt;br /&gt;
A dream that occurs&lt;br /&gt;
While breeze that blows&lt;br /&gt;
A kiss to recognize.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34915925-3361796463638807804?l=touchorizon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://touchorizon.blogspot.com/feeds/3361796463638807804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34915925&amp;postID=3361796463638807804' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34915925/posts/default/3361796463638807804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34915925/posts/default/3361796463638807804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://touchorizon.blogspot.com/2008/08/beach-under-sun.html' title='BEACH UNDER THE SUN'/><author><name>Sony Bhatt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10457952316825440730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kfFgoOqHc8Q/TlOrr5ghvpI/AAAAAAAAGNI/8kDxFdjVjr0/s220/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34915925.post-9170658085201566260</id><published>2008-07-25T23:17:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2011-01-13T12:39:59.611+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='f'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A minute left to be forgotten&lt;br /&gt;
In an hour of life&lt;br /&gt;
Is the real test of time!&lt;br /&gt;
So just face it all.&lt;br /&gt;
One experience above all&lt;br /&gt;
Yet wished never at all&lt;br /&gt;
One fact of life&lt;br /&gt;
Easily ignored by all&lt;br /&gt;
Compared to its contrary&lt;br /&gt;
It makes one lonely&lt;br /&gt;
Only to help us&lt;br /&gt;
Bring the inside out  if one can be quantified don’t forget the other just mark off the limit and avoid the baring  what matters is the end the state be such that the real spirit salutes the living.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34915925-9170658085201566260?l=touchorizon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://touchorizon.blogspot.com/feeds/9170658085201566260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34915925&amp;postID=9170658085201566260' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34915925/posts/default/9170658085201566260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34915925/posts/default/9170658085201566260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://touchorizon.blogspot.com/2008/07/minute-left-to-be-forgotten-in-hour-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Sony Bhatt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10457952316825440730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kfFgoOqHc8Q/TlOrr5ghvpI/AAAAAAAAGNI/8kDxFdjVjr0/s220/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34915925.post-6211305410338247570</id><published>2008-06-29T23:12:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2011-01-13T12:46:53.348+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='only time'/><title type='text'>Good or Evil</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Good or Evil both exit in our mind not in our actions.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Actions are Karma.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Karma is Dharma.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Dharma is Religion.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Religion is Belief.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Belief is Trust.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Trust is Essential.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Essential is Struggle.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Struggle is Survival.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Survival is Fittest.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Fittest is Ruler.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Ruler is Mind.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Minds are Evolutions.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Evolutions are with Time.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;And Only Time can distinguish Good from evil.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34915925-6211305410338247570?l=touchorizon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://touchorizon.blogspot.com/feeds/6211305410338247570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34915925&amp;postID=6211305410338247570' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34915925/posts/default/6211305410338247570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34915925/posts/default/6211305410338247570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://touchorizon.blogspot.com/2008/06/good-or-evil-both-exit-in-our-mind-not.html' title='Good or Evil'/><author><name>Sony Bhatt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10457952316825440730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kfFgoOqHc8Q/TlOrr5ghvpI/AAAAAAAAGNI/8kDxFdjVjr0/s220/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34915925.post-103614135154597143</id><published>2008-06-22T02:24:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2011-01-13T12:48:13.946+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='4 letter word'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hands immersed in the wet sand;&lt;br /&gt;
A smile engraves the memory.&lt;br /&gt;
A touch to the soul;&lt;br /&gt;
With just a glimpse into the eyes.&lt;br /&gt;
A strong rush of the emotions;&lt;br /&gt;
Doubts raised in the heart,&lt;br /&gt;
become a conflict in the mind;&lt;br /&gt;
and so they stand parallel.&lt;br /&gt;
When the clouds have rained;&lt;br /&gt;
Enters the fear of moss.&lt;br /&gt;
The thoughts afloat;&lt;br /&gt;
and All seems like trance.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34915925-103614135154597143?l=touchorizon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://touchorizon.blogspot.com/feeds/103614135154597143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34915925&amp;postID=103614135154597143' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34915925/posts/default/103614135154597143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34915925/posts/default/103614135154597143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://touchorizon.blogspot.com/2008/06/hands-immersed-in-wet-sand-smile.html' title=''/><author><name>Sony Bhatt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10457952316825440730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kfFgoOqHc8Q/TlOrr5ghvpI/AAAAAAAAGNI/8kDxFdjVjr0/s220/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34915925.post-749744374165043631</id><published>2008-01-01T22:05:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2011-01-13T12:49:15.279+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="userchat" style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;"The dreams we build ...can make us a parasite, If nothing turns superficia&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;l we continue to live on the dream and onces its all true we live it and then hate it. And thats so disgusting&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34915925-749744374165043631?l=touchorizon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://touchorizon.blogspot.com/feeds/749744374165043631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34915925&amp;postID=749744374165043631' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34915925/posts/default/749744374165043631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34915925/posts/default/749744374165043631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://touchorizon.blogspot.com/2008/01/dreams-we-build.html' title=''/><author><name>Sony Bhatt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10457952316825440730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kfFgoOqHc8Q/TlOrr5ghvpI/AAAAAAAAGNI/8kDxFdjVjr0/s220/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34915925.post-3355227459733899336</id><published>2007-11-10T22:51:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2011-01-13T12:50:28.401+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='not again'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;Two strangers&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;Once meet in a crowd&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;In deep thoughts and &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;Without words walked&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;Entering a memory lane &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;They joined hands&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;It was a season &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;To cherish and go on&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;But, when the winds changed&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;They were left cold&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;With hearts pondering &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;Still never looked back&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;Only took some steps&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;Without any hope&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;Shaken in cold&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;They graved the sand&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;It was season &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;With new horizon&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;Amazingly, the pleasant winds&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Left no strangers by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34915925-3355227459733899336?l=touchorizon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://touchorizon.blogspot.com/feeds/3355227459733899336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34915925&amp;postID=3355227459733899336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34915925/posts/default/3355227459733899336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34915925/posts/default/3355227459733899336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://touchorizon.blogspot.com/2007/11/two-strangers-once-meet-in-crowd-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Sony Bhatt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10457952316825440730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kfFgoOqHc8Q/TlOrr5ghvpI/AAAAAAAAGNI/8kDxFdjVjr0/s220/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34915925.post-9195516152929268975</id><published>2007-11-10T22:45:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2011-01-13T12:51:39.510+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='union'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;Names aren’t unknown&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;Faces aren’t strange&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;Still a chord is needed&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;But not to be played&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;Out of so many&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;One goes for just one&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;Nothing was forever&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;For a while they go&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;Talk becomes the bonus &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;When done among hearts&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;Filling the voids &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;As on different paths&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;Crossing the hurdles&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;With a little faith&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;Goodness and all&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;Isn’t required to cross an age&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;Presence is what helps&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;Capture the lost time&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;Hope it continues&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;"&gt;Is the only prayer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34915925-9195516152929268975?l=touchorizon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://touchorizon.blogspot.com/feeds/9195516152929268975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34915925&amp;postID=9195516152929268975' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34915925/posts/default/9195516152929268975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34915925/posts/default/9195516152929268975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://touchorizon.blogspot.com/2007/11/names-arent-unknown-faces-arent-strange.html' title=''/><author><name>Sony Bhatt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10457952316825440730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kfFgoOqHc8Q/TlOrr5ghvpI/AAAAAAAAGNI/8kDxFdjVjr0/s220/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34915925.post-5057706600628023371</id><published>2007-06-16T18:18:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2011-01-13T12:52:20.219+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='African Proverb'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This one is an African Proverb...  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;"Every morning in Africa, a gazelle wakes up. He has to be able to run faster than the fastest lion. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;If he cannot, then he will be food.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Every morning in Africa, a lion awakens. He has to be able to run faster than the slowest gazelle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;If he cannot, he will die of hunger. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Regardless of whether you are a lion or a gazelle, with the rising sun, you must run.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;And you must run faster than you did yesterday or you will die.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;This is the race of life."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34915925-5057706600628023371?l=touchorizon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://touchorizon.blogspot.com/feeds/5057706600628023371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34915925&amp;postID=5057706600628023371' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34915925/posts/default/5057706600628023371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34915925/posts/default/5057706600628023371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://touchorizon.blogspot.com/2007/06/this-one-is-african-proverb.html' title=''/><author><name>Sony Bhatt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10457952316825440730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kfFgoOqHc8Q/TlOrr5ghvpI/AAAAAAAAGNI/8kDxFdjVjr0/s220/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34915925.post-2576553340755771712</id><published>2006-12-11T00:52:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2011-01-13T12:54:12.214+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sometimes time and again'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Sometimes its difficult to recognize a fragnance.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;Who knew it then, that the wind could play such games.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;But what could stop when one is a finder,&lt;/i&gt; &lt;i&gt;and the other was a rescuer.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;who knew what their mind speaks.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;As ever time moves on, but can the finder stop,&lt;/i&gt; &lt;i&gt;the side of rescuer, gives the trust in the finder.&lt;/i&gt; &lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;the two ends meet time and again to only find the differences.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;Strangely the trust deepens as they are the only ones.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;Not affected by the winds, the fragance now gets a name, &lt;/i&gt; &lt;i&gt;the game has build a bond, which is the only reward.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34915925-2576553340755771712?l=touchorizon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://touchorizon.blogspot.com/feeds/2576553340755771712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34915925&amp;postID=2576553340755771712' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34915925/posts/default/2576553340755771712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34915925/posts/default/2576553340755771712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://touchorizon.blogspot.com/2006/12/sometimes-its-difficult-to-recognize.html' title=''/><author><name>Sony Bhatt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10457952316825440730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kfFgoOqHc8Q/TlOrr5ghvpI/AAAAAAAAGNI/8kDxFdjVjr0/s220/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34915925.post-116134294414184403</id><published>2006-10-20T16:42:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2011-01-13T12:59:14.064+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prayer'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;It was the view of the mystic river from the temple&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I call it- blissful luxury&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;When the heart and mind aspires a dream at once.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Now it must be accomplished.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I ponder the plan again and again;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Is it a goal or a wish?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;As time passes by&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;The pebbles move along with the water.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;What do I do now?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;How can I hear a silent river?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I need the pebbles,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;need them Crying aloud, hear my own voice.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Collecting pebbles that’s my job!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;The forces of nature stop me&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;But that’s my dream&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I fly with them I am on the flight&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;If I leave I fall hard&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;If I continue I shall be there&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;And what if the world looks different&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I shall be the same. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34915925-116134294414184403?l=touchorizon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://touchorizon.blogspot.com/feeds/116134294414184403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34915925&amp;postID=116134294414184403' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34915925/posts/default/116134294414184403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34915925/posts/default/116134294414184403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://touchorizon.blogspot.com/2006/10/it-was-view-of-mystic-river-from.html' title=''/><author><name>Sony Bhatt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10457952316825440730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kfFgoOqHc8Q/TlOrr5ghvpI/AAAAAAAAGNI/8kDxFdjVjr0/s220/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34915925.post-115912424060867803</id><published>2006-09-25T00:24:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2011-01-13T12:57:30.656+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random talk'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I guess I told u said my dear friend&lt;br /&gt;
I wondered did she tell me, may be she did say those things to me…what was it??!!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You see she tells me a lot of stuff! Now what mattered was, was it of any significance today?&lt;br /&gt;
Well why am I getting confused, wasn’t she the one who is so confused, for matter of fact, she has always been that very confused. I am the one who has been sorting out the problems…. It always gives me peace!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
She had to move on and so did she, the troubles also went on increasing as she stepped into the grave sky. But when the time came for me to eat ice cream, I couldn’t see identify my favorite flavor; but she was the one who bought me, and yes my favorite, very rich dark chocolate with caramel almonds…(what a delight!!!!)&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
And guess what finally I am enjoying the rollercoaster rides she is taking me through. Did she say how about a new ride…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34915925-115912424060867803?l=touchorizon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://touchorizon.blogspot.com/feeds/115912424060867803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34915925&amp;postID=115912424060867803' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34915925/posts/default/115912424060867803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34915925/posts/default/115912424060867803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://touchorizon.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-guess-i-told-u-said-my-dear-friend-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Sony Bhatt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10457952316825440730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kfFgoOqHc8Q/TlOrr5ghvpI/AAAAAAAAGNI/8kDxFdjVjr0/s220/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
