<?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-6932580379536084005</id><updated>2012-01-14T05:02:24.919-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Neetu's musings.....</title><subtitle type='html'>some random thoughts, some poems...
planning to write my heart out...........</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neetusidana.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6932580379536084005/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neetusidana.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Neetusid:)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17951534025153423803</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>17</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6932580379536084005.post-8755847561823586878</id><published>2007-08-19T00:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-19T00:33:28.350-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Business Leaders speak at MHROD’s HR-Symposia</title><content type='html'>Masters in Human Resource and Organisational Development an HR- Management Course run by Delhi School of Economics, Delhi University recently organized a week long HR-Symposia with an aim of giving students an opportunity to interact with senior HR professionals and vice-versa. It is a bi-annual student initiated event, conceptualized by them in order to gain insight into the latest HR practices and ideas and to have stimulating and enriching exchange of ideas with business leaders. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This particular conclave stretched over 6 days from 6th to 11th August where 15 sessions were held on topics ranging from Talent Management, PCMM to Leadership and Knowledge Management.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Abhijit Bahduri, Dir- HR, Frito Lay held an interactive and invigorating session where he gave insights into Employer Branding, and how HR is aligning with Marketing to come up with Employer Branding strategies and Campaigns in its effort to attract and retain the best of talent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another compelling session was held Mr. Srini K. Head- Strategic Initiatives with Satyam. He imparted gyan on HR’s role in Mergers and Acquisitions. He explained how pivotal HR is in soothing over Manpower related differences in pre and post Merger scenario. Mr. Anurag Bhartiya , VP-HR, Max Newyork life took the students over finer points of Talent Management. He explained how changes in the Market were catalyzing changes in organizational thought process in context of HR, and what were the latest challenges and solutions to compounding problems of Talent crunch. Mr. Kamlesh Vyas, Head-SQM stressed that all future Managers should imbibe spirit of entrepreneurship and initiative. Ms. Arvinder Khanna, Head-HR, South Asia, Ikea Trading focused on importance of identifying and building Leadership. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Few other prominent speakers were Mr. Rohit Chandra, Head-HR, North, Reliance Retail who spoke on knowledge Management, Mr. Vijay Rai, Chief HR officer,  Apollo International and  Mr. Vikram Vasal, Director-KPMG.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6932580379536084005-8755847561823586878?l=neetusidana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neetusidana.blogspot.com/feeds/8755847561823586878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6932580379536084005&amp;postID=8755847561823586878&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6932580379536084005/posts/default/8755847561823586878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6932580379536084005/posts/default/8755847561823586878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neetusidana.blogspot.com/2007/08/business-leaders-speak-at-mhrods-hr.html' title='Business Leaders speak at MHROD’s HR-Symposia'/><author><name>Neetusid:)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17951534025153423803</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6932580379536084005.post-9001082735963401406</id><published>2007-07-02T10:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-02T10:58:27.408-07:00</updated><title type='text'>tears.........</title><content type='html'>tears... tears and rain... two things which do not strike your mind together... and still have an integral relation.... &lt;br /&gt;Charlie Chaplin once said.... &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;i love to cry in the rain..because no one knows i am crying..&lt;/span&gt;. this coming from the funniest man on earth can be a shock...but it sums up the relationship between tears and rain beautifully....&lt;br /&gt;tears... drops of water.. rain... again drops of water...can both be a sign of happiness... or extreme sorrow... and u never know wen they would start coming......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tears... u hate to see em in your beloveds eyes.... u hate to see him sad.....your heart cries wen u see his eyes wet... n then u cry too....u feel fr him... u love him so much...&lt;br /&gt;nd Rains... integral for a perfect day out wd him :) how.. u wish you could walk hand in hand in the rains with him..... eating bhutta(corn on the cob) :)&lt;br /&gt;tears and rain ... synonymous wd love..... nd synonymous with us...:) :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6932580379536084005-9001082735963401406?l=neetusidana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neetusidana.blogspot.com/feeds/9001082735963401406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6932580379536084005&amp;postID=9001082735963401406&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6932580379536084005/posts/default/9001082735963401406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6932580379536084005/posts/default/9001082735963401406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neetusidana.blogspot.com/2007/07/tears.html' title='tears.........'/><author><name>Neetusid:)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17951534025153423803</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-6932580379536084005.post-5703622441297658863</id><published>2007-06-02T13:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-02T13:52:38.938-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ever wondered....</title><content type='html'>Ever wondered... why someone becomes special to you... so special that you cant even see beyond him/her.... that person is your morning... and that person your night.... &lt;br /&gt;u never want him to get away from your sight....&lt;br /&gt;you miss him every breath you take.... you wanna dance with him.. till the dawn breaks... hmm....... din intend to write poetry.. but i guess your heart sings a new tune when ur circumstances aint right!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever felt like you could laugh and cry at the same time.... you wanna be happy cz u hv finally found someone who you were waiting for.. since forever... and u wanna cry cz.. you fear that you would lose him and he l go .... go away forever...&lt;br /&gt;you forget the whole world... you smile always...u are not even walking!! you feel you are flying.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever wondered,how much you snubbed ppl talking about this stuff and finally wen u urself are in the moment... u feel u have no control.... no control over what u feel and then ultimately write!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people bear with me... i guess it would be okay with time!!! :D :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6932580379536084005-5703622441297658863?l=neetusidana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neetusidana.blogspot.com/feeds/5703622441297658863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6932580379536084005&amp;postID=5703622441297658863&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6932580379536084005/posts/default/5703622441297658863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6932580379536084005/posts/default/5703622441297658863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neetusidana.blogspot.com/2007/06/ever-wondered.html' title='ever wondered....'/><author><name>Neetusid:)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17951534025153423803</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-6932580379536084005.post-7829785627423463210</id><published>2007-06-01T10:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-01T10:38:24.728-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Have u ever felt as if your heart is breaking into a million pieces inside... and you are smiling on the outside.... smiling so that the other person smiles too...&lt;br /&gt;your eyes are moist.. your heart is aching...  but you act cheery!! all for the other person...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You try to put up a brave face..... ask the other person to do something which you do not want.........!! .. but u knw its all fr the other person's  good...!! hmmm..... u think u  shdnt be selfish! n be happy!! but.... wot can u do abt your heart :( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that heart which, now cant even beat......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU never want to do something which you have to......&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&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/6932580379536084005-7829785627423463210?l=neetusidana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neetusidana.blogspot.com/feeds/7829785627423463210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6932580379536084005&amp;postID=7829785627423463210&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6932580379536084005/posts/default/7829785627423463210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6932580379536084005/posts/default/7829785627423463210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neetusidana.blogspot.com/2007/06/have-u-ever-felt-as-if-your-heart-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Neetusid:)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17951534025153423803</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6932580379536084005.post-679880451173290044</id><published>2007-05-18T22:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-18T23:07:10.494-07:00</updated><title type='text'>is it for real??</title><content type='html'>I was cleaning my inbox today, deleting all read mails.... reading the unread ones.. and suddenly i bumped into an unread mail... ... it was a poem... and boy o boy what a poem it was.....it was beautiful and magical..&lt;br /&gt;and then suddenly it struck me as lightening.. just like i had missed reading this mail.. i may have missed on many moments in life... words that were unspoken... truths untold... &lt;br /&gt;and then i think.. what if i lived those moments?? My life had been different or just the same.... &lt;br /&gt;There were some moments in life when i wanted to tell people how much they mean to me.. I wanted them to know... but I took all those people for granted.. din ever tell them, thinking they would understand..&lt;br /&gt;and today i think and i wonder.. what if those people had something to say to me?? wouldn't I be happier? knowing that i meant so much to someone..&lt;br /&gt;Now, those people are not in my life, the contacts have been broken, the relationships changed and i have missed my chance...&lt;br /&gt;I hope and I wish i never miss these chances again... i ll make sure i don't... and THAT'S A PROMISE....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6932580379536084005-679880451173290044?l=neetusidana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neetusidana.blogspot.com/feeds/679880451173290044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6932580379536084005&amp;postID=679880451173290044&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6932580379536084005/posts/default/679880451173290044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6932580379536084005/posts/default/679880451173290044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neetusidana.blogspot.com/2007/05/is-it-for-real.html' title='is it for real??'/><author><name>Neetusid:)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17951534025153423803</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-6932580379536084005.post-6952645616473999111</id><published>2007-05-15T10:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-15T10:38:32.272-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Wait</title><content type='html'>Everything changes,&lt;br /&gt;seconds change into minutes,&lt;br /&gt;minutes change into hours&lt;br /&gt;and hours change into days...&lt;br /&gt;what does not change is the wait....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am still waiting for you,&lt;br /&gt;waiting for your return..&lt;br /&gt;I hope u do come back..&lt;br /&gt;I still havnt got my turn...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to speak up,&lt;br /&gt;The silence is killing me..&lt;br /&gt;who do I talk to??&lt;br /&gt;No one is to be seen...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Engulfed in this sadness,&lt;br /&gt;I want mi ray of hope..&lt;br /&gt;will i ever get to see it?&lt;br /&gt;With this lonelines...&lt;br /&gt;With this uncertainity...&lt;br /&gt;I m not able to cope......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6932580379536084005-6952645616473999111?l=neetusidana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neetusidana.blogspot.com/feeds/6952645616473999111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6932580379536084005&amp;postID=6952645616473999111&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6932580379536084005/posts/default/6952645616473999111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6932580379536084005/posts/default/6952645616473999111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neetusidana.blogspot.com/2007/05/wait.html' title='The Wait'/><author><name>Neetusid:)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17951534025153423803</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6932580379536084005.post-808378480319571333</id><published>2007-05-08T11:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-08T12:04:56.466-07:00</updated><title type='text'>THE GREAT INDIAN FEE DEPOSITION!!</title><content type='html'>Hmmmmm.... so finally, i deposited mi fees in DSE... fr mi yem bee yay....&lt;br /&gt;and boy o boy.. for the ppl who think clearing the written, gd n pi's is tough.. guys u r grossly mistaken...&lt;br /&gt;cz fee deposition in sarkaari univ is ermm.... &lt;strong&gt;ARDUOUS&lt;/strong&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well i ws supposed to go alone wd a friend...sans dad... bt at the end moment bth our dad's decided to turn up! n thank god they did....&lt;br /&gt;hmmm so we left home at 9 am... reached cllg at 10... went to the office... well SURPRIZE SURPIZE.... no one ws there.... :(&lt;br /&gt;we waited fr lik 20 min n the person turns up... we get some forms to fill up... n well er.. we do fill em up... then the guy started checkin our documents.. n that moron asked fr grad marksheets... whch ws no where written in the offer letter... nywez.. being extra cautious kinda helped... i hd em...&lt;br /&gt;in our IP univ we only hav online marksheets... no originals... the online ones hav to be authenticated by college.... nd i got em done too!&lt;br /&gt;bt the guy at DSE din accept them... asked us to goto IP univ and get em attested by none other than the controller of xams!!!!!!!! &lt;br /&gt;so off we drove to ip univ... nd went to the third floor(no lift) the receptionst sent us bac to the ground floor n asked us to goto room number 108... afte 4 trips around the building we had to ask the security guard to take us... he did take us via a long route.... bt wahan bhee.. SIR ws on leave... then we were asked to meet a MADAM jee :X :X :X who wasnt on her desk! god knws where the heel ws she! so we waited fr 30 min only to knw that that female cdnt do it!&lt;br /&gt;so off we went to the third floor gain! mi dad ws angry n fuming... so he asked the receptionist to let him meet a certain official... n he went in... only to find the right person to do ths attestation had left!! at 12!!!!!!! man why do ppl cum to office at 10 if they havta leave at 12!!&lt;br /&gt;hmmm finally after many requests by mah dad we got that thng attested!!!&lt;br /&gt;drove bac to DSE... n voila... LUNCH TIME....&lt;br /&gt;we went to dse canteen... nice food :) :)&lt;br /&gt;came bac submitted the docs.... and off we went to the cashier... n guess wot!! he ws havin lunch too!!&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;so we went to the coffee shop! our bill ws 12 bucks.... order== idli sambhar n coffee!! gosh evrythngs so &lt;strong&gt;cheap!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then at 2 a ong line fr the cashier!! finally all done.... n we came bac home exhausted.... ready to collapse!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wont frget ths day ever!!! gave me the real taste f how sarkari ppl wrk!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6932580379536084005-808378480319571333?l=neetusidana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neetusidana.blogspot.com/feeds/808378480319571333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6932580379536084005&amp;postID=808378480319571333&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6932580379536084005/posts/default/808378480319571333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6932580379536084005/posts/default/808378480319571333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neetusidana.blogspot.com/2007/05/great-indian-fee-deposition.html' title='THE GREAT INDIAN FEE DEPOSITION!!'/><author><name>Neetusid:)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17951534025153423803</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-6932580379536084005.post-4546057238953540149</id><published>2007-04-16T09:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-17T06:34:25.299-07:00</updated><title type='text'>bac to square 1....</title><content type='html'>well... well... well...&lt;br /&gt;ever wondered how much ahead u go in life.... &lt;br /&gt;u end up comin bac to square one.... u enter a relationship.. everything goes well.. nd then u break up... back to square one..&lt;br /&gt;u make new aquaintances... they becum ur friends... then u grow apart... become acquaintances... back to square one...&lt;br /&gt;u hate a person so mch u wanna kill him/her... then the feelings fade away... n one day u see him/her again n evry bad memory comes bac! bac to square one&lt;br /&gt;a gawky teeneager transforming into a beautiful woman n then a gawky old lady.... bac to square one again.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it happens with every one... ppl say life is a roller coaster ride.. i think its a ride which moves in circles... u experience deja vu at every point!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n then it makes me wonder.... if life is supposed to move in circles.... n why do we try to move forward at all!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6932580379536084005-4546057238953540149?l=neetusidana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neetusidana.blogspot.com/feeds/4546057238953540149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6932580379536084005&amp;postID=4546057238953540149&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6932580379536084005/posts/default/4546057238953540149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6932580379536084005/posts/default/4546057238953540149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neetusidana.blogspot.com/2007/04/bac-to-sqaure-1.html' title='bac to square 1....'/><author><name>Neetusid:)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17951534025153423803</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-6932580379536084005.post-2060075564318627396</id><published>2007-04-03T12:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-03T12:20:48.674-07:00</updated><title type='text'>me!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed allowScriptAccess="never" allowNetworking="internal"  enableJavaScript="false" src="http://dna.imagini.net/friends/swf/widget.swf"  quality="best" bgcolor="#000000" width="340"  height="240" name="widget" align="middle" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"  pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"  flashvars="bgcolor=#000000&amp;i1=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_-A611740.jpeg&amp;c1=its food!! :D&amp;i2=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_7A214ED3.jpeg&amp;c2=cz its jst so me!! &amp;i3=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_276D3B22.jpeg&amp;c3=choclates!!! &amp;i4=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_25B7649E.jpeg&amp;c4=knowledge!! sets u free&amp;i5=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_-396C1EDE.jpeg&amp;c5=smoking!! ewwww&amp;i6=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_-1AF7A965.jpeg&amp;c6=parent n child! loveliest bond&amp;i7=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_0AEB34CA.jpeg&amp;c7=i eat a lot wen i shdnt&amp;i8=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_-750D648.jpeg&amp;c8=pink....&amp;i9=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_-3459F62E.jpeg&amp;c9=walk in siolitude&amp;i10=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_-4C129B25.jpeg&amp;c10=eating! that too chocolates!!!!&amp;i11=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_2A59BF66.jpeg&amp;c11=its fun&amp;i12=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_17D8F487.jpeg&amp;c12=its yum&amp;i13=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_5C1B12D6.jpeg&amp;c13=calm n green&amp;moodlabel=DREAMER&amp;lovelabel=HOME SOUL&amp;funlabel=THRILLER&amp;habitslabel=JUNKIE MONKEY&amp;uid=466568-839e&amp;srv=iwebhd3" &gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;div style="text-align:center; width:340px;height:25px;margin-top:0px; border-top:1px solid rgb(150,150,150);background-color:rgb(0,0,0);padding:5px 0 0 0; font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://networking.imagini.blueorange.co.uk/vdna.php?uid=466568-839e&amp;srv=iwebhd3" style="color:rgb(255,255,255)"&gt;Read my VisualDNA&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10px;color:#cccccc"&gt;&amp;trade;&lt;/span&gt;     &lt;a href="http://dna.imagini.net/friends/" style="color:rgb(255,255,255) "&gt;Get your own VisualDNA&amp;trade;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6932580379536084005-2060075564318627396?l=neetusidana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neetusidana.blogspot.com/feeds/2060075564318627396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6932580379536084005&amp;postID=2060075564318627396&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6932580379536084005/posts/default/2060075564318627396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6932580379536084005/posts/default/2060075564318627396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neetusidana.blogspot.com/2007/04/me.html' title='me!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Neetusid:)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17951534025153423803</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-6932580379536084005.post-8593751990472222016</id><published>2007-04-03T11:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-08T10:44:18.827-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SO WHAT NEXT??</title><content type='html'>i m sure evry one feels the way i do... at some point of time,like the way i do now... trying to be nice to ppl... afraid of  telling them what you really think about them. but the other moment being so blunt that the other person would want to kill you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but what the hell, this is me! and i like being me.. &lt;br /&gt;but sometimes i hate being me.... lifes just so dull..i am trying to be someone i am not... a lazy bum who craves for all the attention in the world!! WHO AM I???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i aint that bad after all... i m very likeable... brainy.. n full of life.. hey wait a sec! maybe this is not me afterall..&lt;br /&gt;the real me cries a lot! on lil things... n has a void! n waitin fr sum1 to fill it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well the real me may be a lot of things! and i m coming to terms with it~~ n sumday i would.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6932580379536084005-8593751990472222016?l=neetusidana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neetusidana.blogspot.com/feeds/8593751990472222016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6932580379536084005&amp;postID=8593751990472222016&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6932580379536084005/posts/default/8593751990472222016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6932580379536084005/posts/default/8593751990472222016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neetusidana.blogspot.com/2007/04/so-what-next.html' title='SO WHAT NEXT??'/><author><name>Neetusid:)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17951534025153423803</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-6932580379536084005.post-5974326877136486549</id><published>2007-04-03T11:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-03T11:56:09.180-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LOVE SONG :( :(</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Love Song Is&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.yournewromance.com/whatlovesongareyouquiz/music.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wonderwall by Oasis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'm sure you've heard it all before&lt;br /&gt;But you never really had a doubt&lt;br /&gt;I don't believe that anybody feels&lt;br /&gt;The way I do about you now"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what you want - but does that person want you?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ynr.blogthings.com/whatlovesongareyouquiz/"&gt;What Love Song Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6932580379536084005-5974326877136486549?l=neetusidana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neetusidana.blogspot.com/feeds/5974326877136486549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6932580379536084005&amp;postID=5974326877136486549&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6932580379536084005/posts/default/5974326877136486549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6932580379536084005/posts/default/5974326877136486549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neetusidana.blogspot.com/2007/04/love-song.html' title='LOVE SONG :( :('/><author><name>Neetusid:)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17951534025153423803</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-6932580379536084005.post-8291684404868226525</id><published>2007-04-03T11:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-03T11:53:16.606-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LIP GLOSS :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEE9E9" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are Cherry Kiss Lip Gloss&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFAFA"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.yournewromance.com/whatflavorlipglossareyouquiz/cherry-kiss.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're a total girly girl who's every guy is sweet on.&lt;br /&gt;You take pleasure in the simple things in life, from cute t-shirts to stuffed animals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any guy needs to match your romantic idealism to win your heart, which is why few have.&lt;br /&gt;No wonder Cherry your signature flavor. It's delicious, sugary, and fun - like you!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ynr.blogthings.com/whatflavorlipglossareyouquiz/"&gt;What Flavor Lip Gloss Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6932580379536084005-8291684404868226525?l=neetusidana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neetusidana.blogspot.com/feeds/8291684404868226525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6932580379536084005&amp;postID=8291684404868226525&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6932580379536084005/posts/default/8291684404868226525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6932580379536084005/posts/default/8291684404868226525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neetusidana.blogspot.com/2007/04/lip-gloss-d.html' title='LIP GLOSS :D'/><author><name>Neetusid:)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17951534025153423803</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-6932580379536084005.post-230539080686118424</id><published>2007-04-03T11:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-03T11:45:33.997-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Without You....</title><content type='html'>I am lonely&lt;br /&gt;lonely without you&lt;br /&gt;yearn for you...&lt;br /&gt;every breath i take..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am hollow,hollow without you&lt;br /&gt;somethings empty &lt;br /&gt;somethings amiss....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it feels as if i hv lost you...&lt;br /&gt;lost you forever..&lt;br /&gt;Will you ever come back?&lt;br /&gt;come back to me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All celebrations are incomplete &lt;br /&gt;incomplete without you..&lt;br /&gt;i am incomplete..&lt;br /&gt;incomplete without you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;every smile is faked&lt;br /&gt;every laugh is made up&lt;br /&gt;Nothing is real..&lt;br /&gt;except the tears..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;come back baby..&lt;br /&gt;please come back&lt;br /&gt;nothing has changed&lt;br /&gt;nothing ever would&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i still and always will love you....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6932580379536084005-230539080686118424?l=neetusidana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neetusidana.blogspot.com/feeds/230539080686118424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6932580379536084005&amp;postID=230539080686118424&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6932580379536084005/posts/default/230539080686118424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6932580379536084005/posts/default/230539080686118424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neetusidana.blogspot.com/2007/04/without-you.html' title='Without You....'/><author><name>Neetusid:)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17951534025153423803</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-6932580379536084005.post-2610208618364104230</id><published>2007-01-04T10:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-04T10:51:33.312-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#CCCCCC" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are 10% Evil&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/howevilareyouquiz/evil-1.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are good. So good, that you make evil people squirm.&lt;br /&gt;Just remember, you may need to turn to the dark side to get what you want!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howevilareyouquiz/"&gt;How Evil Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is me!!!!!!!!!!!! man am i soooooooooo good????????????&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6932580379536084005-2610208618364104230?l=neetusidana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neetusidana.blogspot.com/feeds/2610208618364104230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6932580379536084005&amp;postID=2610208618364104230&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6932580379536084005/posts/default/2610208618364104230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6932580379536084005/posts/default/2610208618364104230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neetusidana.blogspot.com/2007/01/you-are-10-evil-you-are-good.html' title=''/><author><name>Neetusid:)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17951534025153423803</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-6932580379536084005.post-8250153516329826605</id><published>2006-12-19T12:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-19T12:33:08.114-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Can't stay away from you</title><content type='html'>I can't,&lt;br /&gt;i can't stay away from you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I try,&lt;br /&gt;I try so hard...&lt;br /&gt;but i can not seem to do anything&lt;br /&gt;with my heart....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It just doesn stop...&lt;br /&gt;doesn stop yearning for you&lt;br /&gt;every moment it feels&lt;br /&gt;it feels more blue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I promised..&lt;br /&gt;I promised myself&lt;br /&gt;that i would never look&lt;br /&gt;never look back..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I looked...&lt;br /&gt;I looked back...&lt;br /&gt;there was something...&lt;br /&gt;something that lacked...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its over...&lt;br /&gt;thats what you said...&lt;br /&gt;but my heart is wishing...&lt;br /&gt;still waiting for a hint....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hurt me...&lt;br /&gt;u did not want to hurt me...&lt;br /&gt;U wanted to let go..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it pains...&lt;br /&gt;it pained when we were together..&lt;br /&gt;pains even more when&lt;br /&gt;we are not...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope...&lt;br /&gt;I hope our paths cross someday...&lt;br /&gt;I am waiting.... I would always do...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6932580379536084005-8250153516329826605?l=neetusidana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neetusidana.blogspot.com/feeds/8250153516329826605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6932580379536084005&amp;postID=8250153516329826605&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6932580379536084005/posts/default/8250153516329826605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6932580379536084005/posts/default/8250153516329826605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neetusidana.blogspot.com/2006/12/cant-stay-away-from-you.html' title='Can&apos;t stay away from you'/><author><name>Neetusid:)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17951534025153423803</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-6932580379536084005.post-3622999958716363428</id><published>2006-12-09T09:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-09T10:02:23.847-08:00</updated><title type='text'>THOUGHT A LOT....</title><content type='html'>At last i thought.... i thought a lot...&lt;br /&gt;questioned myself&lt;br /&gt;of whats true&lt;br /&gt;and whats not...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;felt i was reaching sumwhere..&lt;br /&gt;where i reached,&lt;br /&gt;was the middle&lt;br /&gt;of nowhere...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am stuck....&lt;br /&gt;something is sucking me inside....&lt;br /&gt;I scream...&lt;br /&gt;the voice does not come outside......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see smiling faces everywhere&lt;br /&gt;they are so happy...&lt;br /&gt;Everyone is with someone....&lt;br /&gt;here i am cold and snappy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am hanging in a vaccum...&lt;br /&gt; cant breath...&lt;br /&gt;this feeling of helplessness&lt;br /&gt;is making me seethe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;through this vaccum&lt;br /&gt;i let the bubble burst...&lt;br /&gt;the truth is dawning on to me...&lt;br /&gt;I no longer feel cursed..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The truth was with me&lt;br /&gt;all the time...&lt;br /&gt;right beside me....&lt;br /&gt;Now i feel fine...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have got my answers...&lt;br /&gt;they are making me smile....&lt;br /&gt;BUt being truly happy&lt;br /&gt;would still take a while..............&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6932580379536084005-3622999958716363428?l=neetusidana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neetusidana.blogspot.com/feeds/3622999958716363428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6932580379536084005&amp;postID=3622999958716363428&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6932580379536084005/posts/default/3622999958716363428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6932580379536084005/posts/default/3622999958716363428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neetusidana.blogspot.com/2006/12/thought-lot.html' title='THOUGHT A LOT....'/><author><name>Neetusid:)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17951534025153423803</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-6932580379536084005.post-7596748532453849050</id><published>2006-12-08T10:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-08T10:51:34.865-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reflections of a confused heart!!!</title><content type='html'>A Lot of things are going on in my mind....&lt;br /&gt;my heart is singings its own tune....&lt;br /&gt;the mind says stay away...&lt;br /&gt;the heart cant give up so soon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the mind is afraid of being hurt...&lt;br /&gt;the heart is not....&lt;br /&gt;the mind doesnt trust him...&lt;br /&gt;the heart wants to give it a shot...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the mind tries to apply logic....&lt;br /&gt;the heart is far away from it....&lt;br /&gt;the mind is wary...&lt;br /&gt;the heart goes by its own instinct...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the mind gives up....&lt;br /&gt;it let goes of the heart...&lt;br /&gt;what it doesnt know....&lt;br /&gt;the heart was not with it....&lt;br /&gt;right from the start...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the heart is all alone now..&lt;br /&gt;waiting for his love...&lt;br /&gt;what it doesnt know...&lt;br /&gt;is that..waiting is tough...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;expectations hurt...&lt;br /&gt;they hurt a lot...&lt;br /&gt;does it mean...&lt;br /&gt;never to expect....and stick to the dot...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the heart starts thinking....&lt;br /&gt;yes it does...&lt;br /&gt;it starts feeling....&lt;br /&gt;experiences the pain of loss...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but what did it lose??&lt;br /&gt;did he belong to the heart all along...&lt;br /&gt;or was it an illusion...&lt;br /&gt;does love exist or is it a bunch of rules.???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The heart is confused.....&lt;br /&gt;it wants the answers....&lt;br /&gt;of what ...&lt;br /&gt;its not sure...............&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6932580379536084005-7596748532453849050?l=neetusidana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neetusidana.blogspot.com/feeds/7596748532453849050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6932580379536084005&amp;postID=7596748532453849050&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6932580379536084005/posts/default/7596748532453849050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6932580379536084005/posts/default/7596748532453849050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neetusidana.blogspot.com/2006/12/reflections-of-confused-heart.html' title='Reflections of a confused heart!!!'/><author><name>Neetusid:)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17951534025153423803</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></feed>
