<?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-20266166</id><updated>2011-07-28T19:33:03.767-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Once upon a time...</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alpz.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20266166/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alpz.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>mtalpz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08091741300605455854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>20</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20266166.post-2565857920132278713</id><published>2008-02-24T12:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-24T12:14:43.197-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friend</title><content type='html'>Since we have been away, I miss u&lt;br /&gt;All the things we did and had planned to do&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sXcATiHoTXw/R8HN_8xZFJI/AAAAAAAAHOQ/6xNYaZsYzuM/s1600-h/pravs-j-hold-on-to-friendship.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sXcATiHoTXw/R8HN_8xZFJI/AAAAAAAAHOQ/6xNYaZsYzuM/s200/pravs-j-hold-on-to-friendship.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170640345726784658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Early morning on the bikes&lt;br /&gt;When we went out for a ride&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or be it in the clear nights&lt;br /&gt;When we had endless talks in front of the tides&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shared all the news be it good or bad&lt;br /&gt;And discussing it together changed our moods from sad to glad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somedays there were things i did not want to tell&lt;br /&gt;And those nights neither of us slept well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the fights we came upon a truce&lt;br /&gt;It did not take us even a moment to forget the given bruise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i tell u this it makes me cry&lt;br /&gt;Cos i am your friend and to not miss you ill try&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20266166-2565857920132278713?l=alpz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alpz.blogspot.com/feeds/2565857920132278713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20266166&amp;postID=2565857920132278713' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20266166/posts/default/2565857920132278713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20266166/posts/default/2565857920132278713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alpz.blogspot.com/2008/02/friend.html' title='Friend'/><author><name>mtalpz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08091741300605455854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sXcATiHoTXw/R8HN_8xZFJI/AAAAAAAAHOQ/6xNYaZsYzuM/s72-c/pravs-j-hold-on-to-friendship.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20266166.post-2622374700372238437</id><published>2007-02-21T06:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-21T06:21:31.242-08:00</updated><title type='text'>In your company</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Whenever her mood takes a toll &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sXcATiHoTXw/RdxT0AKiHOI/AAAAAAAAAAM/FqkPuBbdRrs/s1600-h/aruba_holding_hands.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033990636355853538" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sXcATiHoTXw/RdxT0AKiHOI/AAAAAAAAAAM/FqkPuBbdRrs/s200/aruba_holding_hands.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Your sight delights her soul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You seem to hear her silent voice&lt;br /&gt;And make her hope when she feels there is no choice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With you around she feels no fear&lt;br /&gt;All her worries seem to dissapear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In her life you are the only one&lt;br /&gt;You will never be second to none&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20266166-2622374700372238437?l=alpz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alpz.blogspot.com/feeds/2622374700372238437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20266166&amp;postID=2622374700372238437' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20266166/posts/default/2622374700372238437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20266166/posts/default/2622374700372238437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alpz.blogspot.com/2007/02/in-your-company.html' title='In your company'/><author><name>mtalpz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08091741300605455854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sXcATiHoTXw/RdxT0AKiHOI/AAAAAAAAAAM/FqkPuBbdRrs/s72-c/aruba_holding_hands.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20266166.post-117164018474289090</id><published>2007-02-16T07:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-16T07:36:24.756-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life is wonderful if you know how to live.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;God&lt;/strong&gt; : Hello. You called me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I, Me, Myself&lt;/strong&gt; :  Called you ?  No,  who is this ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;G&lt;/strong&gt;: This is God. I heard your prayers. So I thought I will chat with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;IMM&lt;/strong&gt; : Sure, I pray. Just makes me feel good. Actually,  I am busy now.  In the midst of something,  you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;G&lt;/strong&gt; : What are you busy with ? Ants are busy, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;IMM&lt;/strong&gt; : Don't know. But I can't find free time. Life has become hectic. It's rush hour all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;G&lt;/strong&gt; : Sure. Activity gets you busy. But productivity gets you results. Activity consumes time. Productivity frees it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;IMM&lt;/strong&gt; : But I still can't figure it out. By the way, I was not expecting  YOU  to buzz me on instant messaging chat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;G&lt;/strong&gt; : Well, I wanted to help you resolve your fight for time by giving you some clarity. I wanted to reach you through the medium you are comfortable with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;IMM&lt;/strong&gt; : Tell me, why has life become so complicated ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;G&lt;/strong&gt; : Stop analysing life. Just live it. Analysis is what makes it complicated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;IMM&lt;/strong&gt; : Why are we then constantly unhappy ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;G&lt;/strong&gt; : Your today is the tomorrow that you worried about yesterday. You are worrying because the act of worrying has become a habit.  That's why you are not happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;IMM&lt;/strong&gt; : But how can we not worry when there is so much uncertainty ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;G&lt;/strong&gt; : Uncertainty is inevitable, but worrying is optional.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;IMM&lt;/strong&gt; : But then, there is so much pain due to uncertainty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;G&lt;/strong&gt; : Pain is inevitable, but suffering is optional.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;IMM&lt;/strong&gt; : If suffering is optional, why do good people always suffer ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;G&lt;/strong&gt; : Diamonds cannot be polished without friction. Gold cannot be purified without fire. Good people go through trials. With that experience their life becomes better, not bitter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;IMM&lt;/strong&gt; : You mean to say such experience is useful ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;G&lt;/strong&gt; : Yes. Experience is a hard teacher, though. She gives the test first and the lessons afterwards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;IMM&lt;/strong&gt; : But still, why should we go through such tests ? Why can't we be free from problems ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;G&lt;/strong&gt; : Problems are Purposeful Roadblocks Offering Beneficial Lessons to Enhance Mental Strength. Inner strength comes from struggle and endurance, not when you are free from problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;IMM&lt;/strong&gt; : Frankly, in the midst of so many problems, we don't know where we are heading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;G&lt;/strong&gt; : If you look outside, you will not know where you are heading. Looking outside is your dream. Looking inside, you awaken. Eyes provide sight. Heart provides insight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;IMM&lt;/strong&gt; : Sometimes, not succeeding fast seems to hurt more than moving in the right direction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;G&lt;/strong&gt; : Success is relative, quantified by others. Satisfaction is absolute, qualified by you. Knowing the road ahead is more satisfying than you rode ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;IMM&lt;/strong&gt; : How can I get the best out of life ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;G&lt;/strong&gt; : Face your past without regret. Handle your present with confidence. Prepare for the future without fear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;IMM&lt;/strong&gt; : Sometimes my prayers are not answered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;G&lt;/strong&gt; : There is no unanswered prayer. At times, the answere is NO. Keep faith and drop the fear. Life is a mystry to solve, not a problem to resolve.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20266166-117164018474289090?l=alpz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alpz.blogspot.com/feeds/117164018474289090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20266166&amp;postID=117164018474289090' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20266166/posts/default/117164018474289090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20266166/posts/default/117164018474289090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alpz.blogspot.com/2007/02/life-is-wonderful-if-you-know-how-to.html' title='Life is wonderful if you know how to live.'/><author><name>mtalpz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08091741300605455854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20266166.post-116293186498208759</id><published>2006-11-07T12:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-07T12:37:44.983-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hope!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7751/1892/1600/DRHimage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7751/1892/200/DRHimage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be still,sad heart &amp; cease repining;&lt;br /&gt;Behind the clouds is the sun still shining;&lt;br /&gt;Thy fate is the common fate of all,&lt;br /&gt;Into each life some rain must fall ---------&lt;a class="sqa" href="http://en.thinkexist.com/quotes/henry_wadsworth_longfellow/"&gt;Henry Wadsworth&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dont give up on this beautiful life ever at all,&lt;br /&gt;Let your worries be however big or small!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20266166-116293186498208759?l=alpz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alpz.blogspot.com/feeds/116293186498208759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20266166&amp;postID=116293186498208759' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20266166/posts/default/116293186498208759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20266166/posts/default/116293186498208759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alpz.blogspot.com/2006/11/hope.html' title='Hope!'/><author><name>mtalpz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08091741300605455854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20266166.post-115808629560016907</id><published>2006-09-12T11:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-12T12:06:32.273-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7751/1892/1600/shs_sadDogTile.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7751/1892/1600/shs_sadDogTile.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7751/1892/200/shs_sadDogTile.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much to say,&lt;br /&gt;So much to speak.&lt;br /&gt;What is it you fear?&lt;br /&gt;What is it that makes you weep?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20266166-115808629560016907?l=alpz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alpz.blogspot.com/feeds/115808629560016907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20266166&amp;postID=115808629560016907' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20266166/posts/default/115808629560016907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20266166/posts/default/115808629560016907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alpz.blogspot.com/2006/09/so-much-to-say-so-much-to-speak.html' title=''/><author><name>mtalpz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08091741300605455854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20266166.post-115568825614481702</id><published>2006-08-15T17:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-21T11:32:29.263-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to Future</title><content type='html'>A man by nature is a fool,When its hot he wants it cool&lt;br /&gt;When its cold he wants it hot,Always wants what is not!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reading it the first time brought a smile to my face...but reading it over and over made me realise how true it is.&lt;br /&gt;This has been my story and I think everyones at every point in life. If i have to think back I have mostly wanted to get something so bad and when i actually get there I feel .."damn it was alot better without this".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you are in school, you want to get out of school so badd...coz you simply hate studying for those exams and missing out on many SO CALLED IMPORTANT things then...And then when the time comes for you to go to college..after the first few exciting days..we all yearn to go back to school times...coz we miss those good old days..if not that then its the desire to get out into the big bad world..start working...earn money...do things as you please...&lt;br /&gt;Well that day comes too...but we are too engrossed thinking about what we want next rather than enjoying the present time for which we waited so eagerly until yesterday..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The list goes on...the cycle continues...the wants and needs seem never ending!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever I try to enjoy the present my mind seems occupied with thoughts of the future..There are very few times when I truly enjoy the present w/o worries,concerns about future...and it makes me happy from within...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take a moment once in a while to live for the moment. Let's just say that "worrying about tomorrow" is an ingredient of life which we all have to taste&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Lets all pause, take a deep breath&lt;br /&gt;All our worries lets put to death&lt;br /&gt;For once, let our mind not stray&lt;br /&gt;Wish you all have a nice day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20266166-115568825614481702?l=alpz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alpz.blogspot.com/feeds/115568825614481702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20266166&amp;postID=115568825614481702' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20266166/posts/default/115568825614481702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20266166/posts/default/115568825614481702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alpz.blogspot.com/2006/08/back-to-future.html' title='Back to Future'/><author><name>mtalpz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08091741300605455854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20266166.post-115514155479214789</id><published>2006-08-09T09:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-09T09:43:49.256-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Do you ever wonder...what makes you put up with certain people??&lt;br /&gt;I often ask myself , why do i behave a certain way when i absolutely dont want to behave that way....more often than not I can't give myself a convincing answer. Is it love, is it respect, is it fear, or is it out of habit?? There is something which makes me behave thay way and bear all the nonsense. I do realize its all not worth it, but then again I feel it might just be worth it...&lt;br /&gt;If i stop now I know i can save myself a lot of pain and stress but the question is...Do i want to stop???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20266166-115514155479214789?l=alpz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alpz.blogspot.com/feeds/115514155479214789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20266166&amp;postID=115514155479214789' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20266166/posts/default/115514155479214789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20266166/posts/default/115514155479214789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alpz.blogspot.com/2006/08/do-you-ever-wonder.html' title=''/><author><name>mtalpz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08091741300605455854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20266166.post-115422520532177751</id><published>2006-07-29T19:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-30T13:27:44.176-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TO Us.....</title><content type='html'>Read this in a forwarded email:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff33;"&gt;HE sends you a sunrise every morning &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff33;"&gt;Face it, friend - HE is crazy about you&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20266166-115422520532177751?l=alpz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alpz.blogspot.com/feeds/115422520532177751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20266166&amp;postID=115422520532177751' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20266166/posts/default/115422520532177751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20266166/posts/default/115422520532177751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alpz.blogspot.com/2006/07/to-us.html' title='TO Us.....'/><author><name>mtalpz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08091741300605455854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20266166.post-115293149487319111</id><published>2006-07-14T19:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-15T19:49:28.710-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Within</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7751/1892/1600/Wood%20ducks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="147" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7751/1892/320/Wood%20ducks.jpg" width="249" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You will forever hold a very special place in my heart..&lt;br /&gt;Never imagined this is how we will part&lt;br /&gt;In life one has to meet goals , and has a lot to surpass&lt;br /&gt;I strongly believe this distance between us too shall pass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will eagerly wait for the day......&lt;br /&gt;When all our differences fly away.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20266166-115293149487319111?l=alpz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alpz.blogspot.com/feeds/115293149487319111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20266166&amp;postID=115293149487319111' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20266166/posts/default/115293149487319111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20266166/posts/default/115293149487319111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alpz.blogspot.com/2006/07/within.html' title='Within'/><author><name>mtalpz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08091741300605455854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20266166.post-115030537384545856</id><published>2006-06-14T10:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-14T10:16:44.263-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Some1 once told me "Your struggles develop your strengths".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you go through hardships and decide not to surrender, that is strength, it comes from an indomitable will.&lt;br /&gt;I agree!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20266166-115030537384545856?l=alpz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alpz.blogspot.com/feeds/115030537384545856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20266166&amp;postID=115030537384545856' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20266166/posts/default/115030537384545856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20266166/posts/default/115030537384545856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alpz.blogspot.com/2006/06/some1-once-told-me-your-struggles.html' title=''/><author><name>mtalpz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08091741300605455854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20266166.post-114599891262375234</id><published>2006-04-25T13:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-05T15:51:03.303-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Journey</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7751/1892/1600/images.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7751/1892/320/images.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dont feel the pain when life cant let you win&lt;br /&gt;Remind life you have nothing to lose and keep a high chin&lt;br /&gt;Dont care if the seeds you sow,someone else reaps&lt;br /&gt;At the end of the journey,there is nothing we get to keep&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20266166-114599891262375234?l=alpz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alpz.blogspot.com/feeds/114599891262375234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20266166&amp;postID=114599891262375234' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20266166/posts/default/114599891262375234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20266166/posts/default/114599891262375234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alpz.blogspot.com/2006/04/journey.html' title='Journey'/><author><name>mtalpz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08091741300605455854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20266166.post-114597119091949116</id><published>2006-04-25T06:11:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-25T06:21:22.400-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Few things I miss the most</title><content type='html'>&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Juhu beach paavbhaji &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Kalakhatta gola &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Night outs with friends and having maggi(those were the days when i was unknown to the world of cooking..to me..cooking meant ..maggi and rasna :)) &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Eyeing the biggest icecream slab in weddings. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Getting together with close and extended family members on various occassions &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;5-6 people travelling in a 3-seater rickshaw &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Roaming along the streets fo lokhandwala aimlessly and carefree...the only worry being what excuse do i give to reach home later than my 7:30 pm curfew &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;End of semester and movie parties in Northrup&lt;br /&gt;and a lot more :( &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20266166-114597119091949116?l=alpz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alpz.blogspot.com/feeds/114597119091949116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20266166&amp;postID=114597119091949116' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20266166/posts/default/114597119091949116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20266166/posts/default/114597119091949116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alpz.blogspot.com/2006/04/few-things-i-miss-most_114597119091949116.html' title='Few things I miss the most'/><author><name>mtalpz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08091741300605455854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20266166.post-114582355205050488</id><published>2006-04-23T13:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-23T13:19:12.063-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tulips mere angaan ke</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7751/1892/1600/californiaTrip%20013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7751/1892/320/californiaTrip%20013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7751/1892/1600/californiaTrip%20015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7751/1892/320/californiaTrip%20015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20266166-114582355205050488?l=alpz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alpz.blogspot.com/feeds/114582355205050488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20266166&amp;postID=114582355205050488' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20266166/posts/default/114582355205050488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20266166/posts/default/114582355205050488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alpz.blogspot.com/2006/04/tulips-mere-angaan-ke.html' title='Tulips mere angaan ke'/><author><name>mtalpz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08091741300605455854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20266166.post-114261358976749942</id><published>2006-03-17T08:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-18T18:57:23.610-08:00</updated><title type='text'>tomorrow</title><content type='html'>When i see the mistress of the night&lt;br /&gt;In the dark arms shining so bright &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7751/1892/1600/CAO9IJW5.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7751/1892/320/CAO9IJW5.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alongwith all her friends and foe&lt;br /&gt;Twinkling and smiling with partial glow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish so often tomorrow never comes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fear the morning might bring in rains and storm&lt;br /&gt;With lightning and thunder which are so strong&lt;br /&gt;If needed will i be able to tackle these&lt;br /&gt;Or will they break me down to a 100 piece?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish so often tomorrow never comes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the puffed cotton come out of their den&lt;br /&gt;They blow mighty winds with all their strength&lt;br /&gt;Will they let the bird to fly free&lt;br /&gt;Or does the end have to be by drowning in the sea?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish so often tomorrow never comes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would love to see for the fire ball to shine&lt;br /&gt;Spreading happiness all over w/o a whine&lt;br /&gt;Will this cheer be spread by the master of the sky&lt;br /&gt;Will i ever stop questioning "OH LORD WHY??"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish such a tomorrow comes&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20266166-114261358976749942?l=alpz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alpz.blogspot.com/feeds/114261358976749942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20266166&amp;postID=114261358976749942' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20266166/posts/default/114261358976749942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20266166/posts/default/114261358976749942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alpz.blogspot.com/2006/03/tomorrow.html' title='tomorrow'/><author><name>mtalpz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08091741300605455854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20266166.post-114253907872723275</id><published>2006-03-16T11:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-08-09T05:43:49.310-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jakhm</title><content type='html'>Gehri dosti thi tumse aur vada tha nibhane ka dosti ka farz&lt;br /&gt;Tumhare saath bitaye hue yaadein lagne lage hain mujhe jaise koi karz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mujhe yaad hain un dinon ki jab hum haste the bejhijak&lt;br /&gt;kisi bhi barein mein baat kar sakte the aur tumhein pyari lagti thi meri pagli si bakbak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pal pal betein jab jab hum tum ek dusre par chillaye&lt;br /&gt;Dukh is baat ka hain ki na tum, na main iske peeche ke dard ko samajh paye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jamaana tha jab ek boond aason ki ankhon main mere tum na dekh paate&lt;br /&gt;Aur ab mere ankhon se har ek boond tumhari vajah se hain aate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kuch palon main kho diya tumehin mere dost&lt;br /&gt;Par nahi lagta mujhe ki mujhmein hi thi sari khot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tumhari kisi khushi main hum shamil na ho paye&lt;br /&gt;Jamane ne humpar lagaya iljaam jo tumne bin soche maane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Koshish ki maine bahut, par purana pal vapas nahi laut aaya&lt;br /&gt;Tumhare naye jindagi main na thi main na tha mera saaya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sach kethi hoon dosti ke naam se ab logon ke saath miljul kar nahi hain rehnaa&lt;br /&gt;Man ke kone main darr hain, dost firse chala jaye iska gum pade humein fir ek baar sehnaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Itni nahi hoon main kathor ke tumhein bhool paungi&lt;br /&gt;Tumhari dosti ko kho baithi isi gum main mar jaungi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saare pal sukh dukh ke mujhe humesha rahenge yaad&lt;br /&gt;Ho sake to is dost ka na bhoolna yahi karungi fariyaad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20266166-114253907872723275?l=alpz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alpz.blogspot.com/feeds/114253907872723275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20266166&amp;postID=114253907872723275' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20266166/posts/default/114253907872723275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20266166/posts/default/114253907872723275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alpz.blogspot.com/2006/03/jakhm.html' title='Jakhm'/><author><name>mtalpz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08091741300605455854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20266166.post-114052664081843979</id><published>2006-02-21T04:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-22T06:45:30.753-08:00</updated><title type='text'>How true!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7751/1892/1600/bul54.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7751/1892/400/bul54.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;beeti baatein bhulne walon main se hum nahi&lt;br /&gt;lekin dost bhule humein iska dil main hain gum kahi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20266166-114052664081843979?l=alpz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alpz.blogspot.com/feeds/114052664081843979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20266166&amp;postID=114052664081843979' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20266166/posts/default/114052664081843979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20266166/posts/default/114052664081843979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alpz.blogspot.com/2006/02/how-true.html' title='How true!!!'/><author><name>mtalpz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08091741300605455854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20266166.post-113718293423194555</id><published>2006-01-13T12:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-13T09:02:40.196-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My friend</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7751/1892/1600/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7751/1892/200/images.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was long ago i had come across this new face&lt;br /&gt;Dont remeber the time, neither do i rememebr the place&lt;br /&gt;All I can say , it must have been Gods grace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From total strangers we went on to become friends&lt;br /&gt;Never knew when all our differences begin to blend&lt;br /&gt;And along this journey we started to set new trends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You always lend me a shoulder when i needed to cry&lt;br /&gt;Luckily we were also together in times of joy&lt;br /&gt;Waiting once again for these times to come by&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know my friend you will always be there&lt;br /&gt;For you and your happiness ill always care&lt;br /&gt;But you never know time will take us where ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear friend, I will always know our friendships depth&lt;br /&gt;I will be true to our friendship till my death&lt;br /&gt;Till the moment I take my last breath...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20266166-113718293423194555?l=alpz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alpz.blogspot.com/feeds/113718293423194555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20266166&amp;postID=113718293423194555' title='6 Comments'/><link 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I got it while clearing my mailbox :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------&lt;br /&gt;Her love is simple and oh soo kind,&lt;br /&gt;She is one who gives us peace of mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i am stressed, her words have been comforting,&lt;br /&gt;At times i tak to her abt evrything at times abt nothing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are times when she is in rage,&lt;br /&gt;And thats when we are just not on the same page&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The door to her heart is always open,&lt;br /&gt;Feelings of worries and care for me has had her gropen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my memories she never grows old,&lt;br /&gt;But my eyes see her age as the years unfold&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is the mother of us two daughters,&lt;br /&gt;Aint me and my sis lucky to have got her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------&lt;br /&gt;I am sure we all feel the same for our mom, but i just thought Ill save this one in my blog and see what all you have to add about the mom's.And although i wrote this back in 2002 even today it all stays the same.luv u maa.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20266166-113708895541089308?l=alpz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alpz.blogspot.com/feeds/113708895541089308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20266166&amp;postID=113708895541089308' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20266166/posts/default/113708895541089308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20266166/posts/default/113708895541089308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alpz.blogspot.com/2006/01/maa.html' title='Maa'/><author><name>mtalpz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08091741300605455854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20266166.post-113595575426057930</id><published>2005-12-30T07:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-30T07:17:07.486-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Favourite things</title><content type='html'>Raindrops on roses and whiskers on kittens&lt;br /&gt;Bright copper kettles and warm woolen mittens&lt;br /&gt;Brown paper packages tied up with strings&lt;br /&gt;These are a few of my favorite things&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cream colored ponies and crisp apple streudels&lt;br /&gt;Doorbells and sleigh bells and schnitzel with noodles&lt;br /&gt;Wild geese that fly with the moon on their wings&lt;br /&gt;These are a few of my favorite things&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girls in white dresses with blue satin sashes&lt;br /&gt;Snowflakes that stay on my nose and eyelashes&lt;br /&gt;Silver white winters that melt into springs&lt;br /&gt;These are a few of my favorite things&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the dog bites&lt;br /&gt;When the bee stings&lt;br /&gt;When I'm feeling sad&lt;br /&gt;I simply remember my favorite things&lt;br /&gt;And then I don't feel so bad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is one of my all time favourite movies and songs...The words are as simple as they can get and it conveys a very beautiful message which is apt to all of us at some point or other in our life.&lt;br /&gt;We all go through phases when we are sad and are frustrated or dissapointed..but thats when we prefer to be go down memory lane and think of past incidents and things which bring a smile to our face.&lt;br /&gt;For me...whenever Iam upset I ease up and try to be stress free by going to the nearest Ice cream shop.It instantly makes me feel better...How about you?&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20266166-113595575426057930?l=alpz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alpz.blogspot.com/feeds/113595575426057930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20266166&amp;postID=113595575426057930' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20266166/posts/default/113595575426057930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20266166/posts/default/113595575426057930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alpz.blogspot.com/2005/12/favourite-things.html' title='Favourite things'/><author><name>mtalpz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08091741300605455854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20266166.post-113577807504279988</id><published>2005-12-28T05:53:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-28T05:54:35.043-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mixed thoughts</title><content type='html'>I wonder often why it so happens that we dont know&lt;br /&gt;How the years fly by and we all grow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through the years, so much has come and gone&lt;br /&gt;Just as it was for me, it will take time for realization to dawn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a difference in manners and thoughts&lt;br /&gt;Amidst a huge crowd we all get caught&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At times we end up listening to our heart&lt;br /&gt;And at times we wonder, why did I not let my head play a better part??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all feel we are going through so much pain&lt;br /&gt;And in the end we are the ones being called insane&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life to me looks like balancing scales&lt;br /&gt;Which side to put the weights on is a neverending tale&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For people I love I am willing to rise and fall&lt;br /&gt;In return do I want nothing....nothing at all?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20266166-113577807504279988?l=alpz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alpz.blogspot.com/feeds/113577807504279988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20266166&amp;postID=113577807504279988' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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