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Thought: February 2006

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Thought is a product of the feelings generated from my heart and scanned by my brain. Your Birthdate: September 30 You have the ty. I am like a sea, full of colors , full of variety, full of emotions, full of anxiety. View my complete profile. Tuesday, February 28, 2006. In the service of My Lord Chayanika, i present my little gift to show my love for. Miss Mitra. a bunch of flowers. i hope My lord has received it last night. Now tell me what should i make out of this.:). Monday, February 27, 2006. You'r...

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The Blog Directory: March 2006

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Listing all types of Blogs from everywhere. What exactly is the Blog Directory? An idea came to my mind that why not have a blog which in itself is a blog directory? So using the blogger API, I developed a service where you can submit your own blog with various info about the the blog. So why late? You can go and submit your blog at http:/ myjavaserver.com/ tomorrowist/addBlog.html. Wish you a happy blogging experience! Wednesday, March 22, 2006. Blog Owner: Dusty Road. Posted by Vijay at 3:08 PM. Saturd...

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Spaandan: July 2007

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Spaandan. beats of heart . language of life. sound of unspoken words. feeling of unexpressed emotions. Monday, July 30, 2007. It had not been more than a minute that her cell beep'd .Also it wasn't for the first time that the message was flashing his name. Several emotions were chasing one another across the soft , unblemished landscape of her thoughts. She knew that she wasn't greenhorn unable to follow her instincts but it was childthat resides in her heart , resisting her. It was broken by her. But no...

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Spaandan: An answer or better say justification ...

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Spaandan. beats of heart . language of life. sound of unspoken words. feeling of unexpressed emotions. Thursday, October 30, 2008. An answer or better say justification . The scene is common. An answer or a justification. Now you may proceed -. No impression left on gal's mind concerning when the friendship started and knowingly or unknowingly how it got closer to her. Guy is simple and with loads of nonsense principles :P. Things were granted until a day he came with following points -. The silence of m...

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Spaandan: Impatient!

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Spaandan. beats of heart . language of life. sound of unspoken words. feeling of unexpressed emotions. Friday, February 01, 2008. Constantly I waggle with my heart. Can't you see the battle that I daily have? Tears leave my eyes lone. Cant you see that my emotions. Often my eyes glimpse in expectation. Can't you see that they keep searching you my dear? While I stand lone. I dunno whether its you or your mirage what I see. Be it for a moment then can't you cross your fingers with mine.

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Spaandan: Radha , a concept !

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Spaandan. beats of heart . language of life. sound of unspoken words. feeling of unexpressed emotions. Thursday, August 28, 2008. Radha , a concept! You must be wondering what a weird title but this is a thought , not of mine , yesterday just while watching sa re ga ma pa on zee marathi ,Awadhoot gupte , one of the judges appointed made this point and I would really love to share it here. It has been said somewhere that Krishna's Radha was a mere concept and there was no living being actually named Radha.

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Spaandan: Counterview

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Spaandan. beats of heart . language of life. sound of unspoken words. feeling of unexpressed emotions. Friday, February 01, 2008. Sometimes I am more of silence and less of words. When things drive me into shock rather than in thought. Sometimes I wish I could be as pure as white. A dainty drop ruins it with just slightest effort. Its not just sometimes I assume someone to be good its the way my little eyes see the world. Though my mind knows that often good cloaks the bad. Sometimes I want to get lost.

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Spaandan: June 2006

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Spaandan. beats of heart . language of life. sound of unspoken words. feeling of unexpressed emotions. Friday, June 16, 2006. How can deep darkness bring more light? How can cry of anguish yield a sweet smile? How can worst pain give birth to most beautiful gain? How can greatest weakness be the strongest asset? Tuesday, June 13, 2006. The following conversation is between child and father .is it reality or dreadful dream? Child : Dad , who am i? Dad : you are my son dear. Child : From where did I come?

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Spaandan: September 2007

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Spaandan. beats of heart . language of life. sound of unspoken words. feeling of unexpressed emotions. Saturday, September 01, 2007. In Search of "me". I am not what others. Think me to be. But I am what I think. Myself to be . I am not what others. Hear from me when I speak. I am what I speak to myself. In my conscience mirror. I am not of smile. Visible on the face. I am of tears. That never show a trace. I am not of the weakness. Known alone to me. I am not what. Life destined me to be. But I am what.