<?xml version="1.0" encoding="iso-8859-1"?><rss version="1.0"><channel><title>Diary of celina dawson</title><link>http://destiny07.rediffiland.com/</link><description>Diary of celina dawson</description><language>en-us</language><item><title>meri tanhai aur tum...</title><description><![CDATA[<P>Pehle bhi thi tanha..par dost they...humsafar they...sabke saath guzaare gaye khoobsoorat hansi pal they...</P><P>yaadein thi, khushgawar lamhe they....kuchh adad adhure sapne they...par duniya badal gayi shaam dhalne ke saath...</P><P>pehle bhi thi tanha...ab aur tanha ho gayi, tumse milne ke baad...</P><P> </P>]]></description><pubDate>Mon, 17 Dec 2007 22:35:17 +0530</pubDate><link>http://destiny07.rediffiland.com/blogs/2007/12/17/meri-tanhai-aur.html</link></item><item><title>can u hold love....?</title><description><![CDATA[<P><FONT color=#3333ff>Heard somewhere that, love just touches, live briefly and then vanishes, leaving behind sweetness that lingers in our breath ....for lifetime.so very true...and I got this beautiful feeling with him.during those walks, those tiny raindrops, those sunsets, those trail with orange and brown leaves( all so virtual though).. I am too scared to let it go..but i know..cant hold it anymore...how long can you try to hold that sand in your hands....how long can you expect those sandcastles to be there....how long can water bubble stay....all of this has to come to an end....just like this relationship....</FONT></P><BR><P><FONT color=#3333ff>thought that it is gonna last lifetime...but i was so very wrong....such relationships are meant to end like this....but never thought that the death would be so silent, though i have always loved silence but this time around...i want to shout from my roof top that i am broken...i am hurt and i am angry...</FONT></P><BR><P><FONT color=#3333ff>I gave so much to this relationship and was always sure that I will never meet this guy who has made me fallen in love...without even seeing each other..( my intution was giving me a hard time, that everything is not gonna be the same once we meet) but he convinced me that if we meet, this relationship would get to its next level.......and it was indeed....he travelled half across the globe, crossed seven ocean, just to see me...(my god still cant believe this) and gave me a day, which i will cherish for the rest of my life...and nothing of the sorts that seems obvious to prople...happened...we were never in this relationship for physical pleasures....just being together was enough....</FONT></P><P><FONT color=#3333ff>but now as if everything has changed....i m feeling this guilt, and probably he too...after meeting that that no matter how strongly we feel for each other...we cant take it anywhere...as we are married...and so called happy with our respective partners...(seven years into the marriage and never thought i would fall for somebody...i dint even see...destiny they say)</FONT></P><BR><P><FONT color=#3333ff>why did it happen...still not able to accept that it is moving away...that things are not same...sometimes it gets so difficult to deal with my overwhelming emotions that i feel they'll eat me to death...and sometimes i just want to run away...so far that i cant even have to bear myself)far from myself...but that is just not possible....dealing with emotions was never so difficult....</FONT></P><BR><P><FONT color=#3333ff>i never wanted to get into this relationship...it all just happened..tried to protest but my whole being just got so carried away that i couldn't contol...and now when its coming to an end i am as desperate as a person can get....</FONT></P><BR><P><FONT color=#3333ff>dont know wat to do...my life is all messed up....</FONT></P><BR><P><FONT color=#3333ff>i think i am paying too high a price for falling....</FONT></P><BR><P><FONT color=#3333ff></FONT> </P>]]></description><pubDate>Tue, 11 Dec 2007 22:20:46 +0530</pubDate><link>http://destiny07.rediffiland.com/blogs/2007/12/11/can-u-hold.html</link></item><item><title>kuchh zor hi nahi chalta...</title><description><![CDATA[<P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt"><FONT face=Calibri>Zindagi apni si nahi lagti aajkal....</FONT></P><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt"><FONT face=Calibri>Kuchh Zor hi nahi chalta.... na saanso par na dil par..</FONT></P><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt"><FONT face=Calibri>Uske khayal iss kadar shamil ho chale hain mujh mein. jaise bulaya ho unhe meri hi khwahishon ne.</FONT></P><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt"><FONT face=Calibri>Jaanti hoon galat hai.galat hi hoga.warna itna khush kahan koi ho sakta hai kisi pal.</FONT></P><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt"><FONT face=Calibri>Sahi aur galat ke iss sawal mein jaise.... zindagi kasmasa rahi hai ulajh kar.</FONT></P><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt"><FONT face=Calibri>Par na jaane phir bhi kyun Zindagi apni si nahi lagti aajkal</FONT></P><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt"><FONT face=Calibri>Kuchh Zor hi nahi chalta na saanso par na dil par..</FONT></P>]]></description><pubDate>Thu, 06 Dec 2007 02:18:03 +0530</pubDate><link>http://destiny07.rediffiland.com/blogs/2007/12/06/kuchh-zor-hi-nahi.html</link></item><item><title>har shaam ka manzar...</title><description><![CDATA[<P><FONT face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" color=#3366ff size=2>Har shaam ka manzar badal gaya hai kuch aise,<BR>Zindagi ne phir chupke se chhua ho jaise,<BR>Reh reh kar muskurane lagi hai aarzooein meri,<BR>Phir karne laga hai dil, khwaishon ki hera pheri,<BR>Sapna sa hi to lagta hai<BR>wo ajnabi sa ladka...<BR>Jo lagta to hai zindahi sa.kuchh suna maine<BR>Mera hi dil tha shayad, Bas, zara zor se dhadka...!!!<BR><BR><BR>feeling blue...and feeling kinda lonely..<BR>want to be with myself...no words, no conversation just silence..complete silence...<BR>just amazed where life has brought me...<BR>I want the day to never end..night to never pass..when its him...<BR>life gets all so dreamy when its him...<BR>time becomes music when its him...<BR>seems life has just happened to me...</FONT></P><P><FONT face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" color=#3366ff size=2>Life is like a pleasant weather now a days...where you just want to step out and enjoy it to the extent, like you'll never get it again...where you have the fear of losing it any minute...and where the thought of same scorching sun of life makes you all the more vulnerable...to live every minute of those moments........<BR><BR>never thought it would be so easy yet so difficult...seemed as if everything has come to a standstill...never felt so strong about him...<BR>whenevr I am with him...every moment is like a dream...aisa lagta hai uus ek lamhe me saari zindagi ji leti hoon mai...that too with closed eyes...<BR><BR><BR></FONT><FONT face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"><FONT size=2><FONT color=#3366ff><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 85%; COLOR: #333399; FONT-FAMILY: verdana"><FONT face="Times New Roman, Times, serif" color=#3366ff size=3>Somewhere deep down, it is very soothing that we have a castle that is far away from this world, pretentions, fakeness and hypocrity. Somewhere there is a castle that is built purely on emotions and not on infatuation, wordly things, materialistic requirements or physical attraction.we have not met...yet<BR></FONT></SPAN><BR></FONT></FONT></FONT><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 85%; COLOR: #333399; FONT-FAMILY: verdana"><FONT face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"><FONT color=#3366ff size=2>Any sand castle doesn't last for a long time or actually for more than a minute or two till the next wave comes and washes it away. I am just happy that this castle will live with us forever in our hearts if not by the sea.<BR><FONT size=3><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 85%; COLOR: #333399; FONT-FAMILY: verdana"></SPAN></FONT></FONT></FONT></SPAN></P><P><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 85%; COLOR: #333399; FONT-FAMILY: verdana"><FONT size=+0><FONT size=2><FONT size=3><FONT face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"><FONT color=#3366ff><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 85%; COLOR: #333399; FONT-FAMILY: verdana">If I didn't have him to talk to...</SPAN><BR><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 85%; COLOR: #333399; FONT-FAMILY: verdana">The days would all be empty </SPAN><BR></FONT></FONT></FONT><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 85%; COLOR: #333399; FONT-FAMILY: verdana"><FONT size=3><FONT face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" color=#3366ff size=2>The nights would seem so long<BR></FONT></P></FONT></SPAN></FONT></FONT></SPAN><P><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 85%; COLOR: #333399; FONT-FAMILY: verdana"><FONT size=+0><FONT color=#000000><FONT size=3><FONT face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"><FONT color=#3366ff><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 85%; COLOR: #333399; FONT-FAMILY: verdana">I might have been in love before </SPAN><BR><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 85%; COLOR: #333399; FONT-FAMILY: verdana">But it never felt this strong ............</SPAN><BR></FONT></FONT></FONT></P></FONT></FONT></SPAN>]]></description><pubDate>Wed, 21 Nov 2007 00:18:44 +0530</pubDate><link>http://destiny07.rediffiland.com/blogs/2007/11/21/har-shaam-ka.html</link></item><item><title></title><description><![CDATA[<P>It is becoming a vicious circle now....</P><BR><P>If i am talking to him....i feel guilty and if i am not...i cant seem to do anything...the more i try to go away or try to stop myself from getting involved...the more desperate i get, i panick....feels like i am not in command of my own stupid mind and soul....</P><BR><P>the limits are fading day by day....and now when he is coming here...to meet me, i am clueless as to what to do...i feel weak in my knees..</P><BR><P>sometimes i feel as if i am absolutely  happy and gay in my self created world and cant stop smiling all day long...but sometimes(specially during similar guilt attacks) i feel so cheap inside that i just cant seem to take it... seems my mind would explode.....</P><BR><P>what actually is love..?</P><BR><P>two people staying together, looking after kids, fulfilling their social and other obligations, is this love..?</P><BR><P>no spark...no skipping of the heartbeat....no sweatpalms, no blushing, no no-reason smiles....is this love?</P><BR><P>Why cant we decide our own destiny....i might be selfish but if spending few moments give me some pleasure then, why not?</P><BR><P>"zindagi ki bhag daud me ek thandi hawa ke jhonke ki tarah, wo meri zindagi me aaya, aur aaj ye aalam hai ki ham khayalon me wahin aashiyana banane lage...."</P><BR><P>i know, it is easy to give advice but unless u r in a similar situation, how can you even understand what i or somebody else for that matter, goes through in such situations....</P><BR><P>wanna say one more thing, that...life was always good but now it has become beautiful.....</P><BR><P> </P>]]></description><pubDate>Sun, 28 Oct 2007 18:03:38 +0530</pubDate><link>http://destiny07.rediffiland.com/blogs/2007/10/28/Untitled.html</link></item><item><title>somewhere inside...</title><description><![CDATA[<P><FONT color=#000099>I have a lot to say and dont know if I'll  manage to get it out..<BR>I"ve been lost somewhere inside myself for several days now... . ..it"s crazy and beyond explanation... But ... I feel as if i have another guilt attack....<BR>It had to be traumatising coz I have never been like people...who make sand castles .... n expect it to be there forever....But now I want it to be....<BR><BR>From  past few days I was very excited about everything that was happening in my life, ( tried to push my innermost fears under the carpet) but . Was getting the feeling like I am over the moon. Someone that i find a connection with,is trying hard each moment to make me feel that everything that we are going through is OK...but I know, he knows its not....but i want to trust him...completely..<BR><BR>I feel very scared because I just keep thinking -what if it gets worse- I panic and lose control and in the process just hide in my self made cocoon...</FONT></P><P><FONT color=#000099>Yesterday i watched "KANK" and i could so much see myself there...can really love happen after marriage. if no then what is it that i am going through and if Yes, then somebody please tell me what to do..?  </FONT></P><P><FONT color=#000099>Since last night I am totally lost coz I don"t know what to do. There is so much crap going through my mind, so much , I doubt if anything I say would make any sense. i was getting as desperate as a person can get, last night, emotions overflowing...never felt like this before... The tears were hard to control, dint know what to do...Somebody has rightly said "Love is a powerful emotion". but Is it really Love...<BR><BR>I am like all so numb. .my mind acting like as though dead. This is not what I wanted in my life..... How can Things get messed up like this..with my no control over it...<BR><BR>I dont know if I should regret for me getting involved with him...but could i do anything<BR>I was feeling that last night will not pass way.. That there is no dawn..but I know I was wrong.. he was there to take me through...he was there to help me come in terms with life...he was there to be with me when I needed him most... he was there to listen all, whatever i said, he was there, with me and helped me understand that- Nothing Good or bad last forever...</FONT></P><P><FONT color=#000099>but is it really so...is life that simple...dont know waht i want from life...</FONT></P>]]></description><pubDate>Mon, 01 Oct 2007 20:30:46 +0530</pubDate><link>http://destiny07.rediffiland.com/blogs/2007/10/01/somewhere.html</link></item><item><title>a beautiful journey....</title><description><![CDATA[<P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 15.6pt"><BR> </P><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 15.6pt"><FONT face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"><EM><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 12pt; COLOR: #3333ff; FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman','serif'; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'">I can hear the unspoken......now</SPAN></EM></FONT><BR></P><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 15.6pt"><FONT face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"><EM><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 12pt; COLOR: #3333ff; FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman','serif'; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'">Yes I can.....with him, even when there is silence between us ...it is comfortable one</SPAN></EM></FONT><BR><FONT face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"><FONT size=4><EM><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 12pt; COLOR: #3333ff; FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman','serif'; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'">Just listening to sweet nothings......is like the best music....</SPAN><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 12pt; COLOR: #0066cc; FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman','serif'; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /><o:p></o:p></SPAN></EM></FONT></FONT></P><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 15.6pt"><FONT face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"><FONT size=4><EM><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 12pt; COLOR: #3333ff; FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman','serif'; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'">It can not be said....can just be FELT......with closed eyes..</SPAN><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 12pt; COLOR: #0066cc; FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman','serif'; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><o:p></o:p></SPAN></EM></FONT></FONT></P><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 15.6pt"><FONT face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"><FONT size=4><EM><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 12pt; COLOR: #3333ff; FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman','serif'; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'">Sometimes u want to get carried away......knowingly!</SPAN></EM></FONT></FONT></P><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 15.6pt"><FONT face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"><FONT size=4><EM><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 12pt; COLOR: #3333ff; FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman','serif'; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'"></SPAN></EM></FONT></FONT><BR><FONT face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"><FONT size=4><EM><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 12pt; COLOR: #3333ff; FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman','serif'; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'">No matter what.....</SPAN><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 12pt; COLOR: #0066cc; FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman','serif'; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><o:p></o:p></SPAN></EM></FONT></FONT></P><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 15.6pt"><FONT face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"><FONT size=4><EM><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 12pt; COLOR: #3333ff; FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman','serif'; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'">I shall treasure this forever...........</SPAN><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 12pt; COLOR: #0066cc; FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman','serif'; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><o:p></o:p></SPAN></EM></FONT></FONT></P><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 15.6pt"><FONT face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"><FONT size=4><EM><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 12pt; COLOR: #3333ff; FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman','serif'; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'">the virtual walk in the rain...</SPAN><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 12pt; COLOR: #0066cc; FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman','serif'; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><o:p></o:p></SPAN></EM></FONT></FONT></P><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 15.6pt"><FONT face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"><FONT size=4><EM><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 12pt; COLOR: #3333ff; FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman','serif'; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'">the sweet nothings in the ear...</SPAN></EM></FONT></FONT><BR></P><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 15.6pt"><FONT face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"><FONT size=4><EM><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 12pt; COLOR: #3333ff; FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman','serif'; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'">and the silence....saying thousands of words....every minute...</SPAN><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 12pt; COLOR: #0066cc; FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman','serif'; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><o:p></o:p></SPAN></EM></FONT></FONT></P><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 15.6pt"><FONT face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"><FONT size=4><EM><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 12pt; COLOR: #3333ff; FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman','serif'; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'">This can not be true...</SPAN></EM></FONT></FONT><BR></P><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 15.6pt"><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 12pt; COLOR: #3333ff; FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman','serif'; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><FONT face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size=2><EM>this can not be happening ....we have not met....yet</EM></FONT></SPAN></P><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 15.6pt"><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 12pt; COLOR: #3333ff; FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman','serif'; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'"></P><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt"><SPAN style="COLOR: #3333ff"><FONT face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size=2><EM>I really wonder how can somebody just stays right there in your thoughts...Every moment.</EM></FONT></SPAN></SPAN></P><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 15.6pt"><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 12pt; COLOR: #3333ff; FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman','serif'; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 12pt; COLOR: #3333ff; LINE-HEIGHT: 115%; FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman','serif'; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-fareast-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA"><FONT face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size=2><EM>I want to thank  him for those carefree moments, each more beautiful than the last and also for the time when breezy cold wind was blowing while it drizzled....I could feel this all with him... even from  thousand miles away...</EM></FONT></SPAN></SPAN></P><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 15.6pt"><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 12pt; COLOR: #3333ff; FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman','serif'; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 12pt; COLOR: #3333ff; LINE-HEIGHT: 115%; FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman','serif'; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-fareast-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA"></P><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 15.6pt"><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 12pt; COLOR: #3333ff; FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman','serif'; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><FONT face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size=2><EM>Don't know how and why? But feel he and I, are like mirrors that reflect everything back and forth. with him, I never have to think about words.Emotions are enough and . I know he'll understand..</EM></FONT></SPAN></P><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 15.6pt"><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 12pt; COLOR: #3333ff; FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman','serif'; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'"></SPAN><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 12pt; COLOR: #3333ff; FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman','serif'; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 12pt; COLOR: #3333ff; FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman','serif'; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><FONT face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size=2><EM>We progress every day further into the lonesome distance towards the unexplainable destination for us........... knowingly </EM></FONT></SPAN></P><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 15.6pt"><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 12pt; COLOR: #3333ff; FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman','serif'; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><FONT face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size=2><EM>when we know that there is no destination for us together.....only journey </EM></FONT></SPAN></P><BR><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 15.6pt"><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 12pt; COLOR: #3333ff; FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman','serif'; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><FONT face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size=2><EM>a beautiful journey......</EM></FONT></SPAN></SPAN></SPAN></SPAN><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 12pt; COLOR: #0066cc; FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman','serif'; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><o:p><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 12pt; COLOR: #3333ff; FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman','serif'; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'"></SPAN></P><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 12pt; COLOR: #3333ff; FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman','serif'; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><o:p></o:p></SPAN></o:p></SPAN>]]></description><pubDate>Fri, 07 Sep 2007 00:04:38 +0530</pubDate><link>http://destiny07.rediffiland.com/blogs/2007/09/07/a-beautiful.html</link></item><item><title>the monk who sold his ferrari.......</title><description><![CDATA[<P> </P><BR><P><FONT face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" color=#3333ff><EM>The mind is a wonderful servant but a terrible master...... If you have become a negative thinker, this is because you have not cared for your mind and taken the time to train it to focus on the good. </EM></FONT></P><BR><P><FONT face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" color=#3333ff><EM>Winston Chaurchill said that "the price of greatness is responsibility over each of your thoughts. Then you will install the vibrant mindset you are looking for. Remember, the mind truly is like any other muscle in your body. Use it or lose it.".......</EM></FONT></P><BR><P><FONT face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" color=#3333ff><EM>There is only one thing that we have absolute dominion over....</EM></FONT></P><BR><P><FONT face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" color=#3333ff><EM>Our minds... We might not be able to control the weather or the traffic or the moods of all those around us. But, we most certainly can control our attitude towards these events. We all have the power to determine what we will think about in any given moment. This ability is part of what makes us human.....</EM></FONT></P><BR><P><FONT face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" color=#3333ff><EM>On an average day the average person runs about sixty thousand thoughts through his mind. What really amazing though is that ninety-five percent of those thoughts were the same as the ones you thought the day before..and this is the tyranny of impoverished thinking. those who think same thoughts every day, most of them negative, have fallen into bad mental habits. Rather than focussing on all the good in their lives and thinking of ways to make things even better, they are captive of their pasts, failed relationships or financial problems.......</EM></FONT></P><BR><P><FONT face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" color=#3333ff><EM>These people never realize that mind management is the essence of life management. and they are blocking the enormous potential of their minds to work magic and deliver into their lives all they want, emotionally, physically and yes even spiritually...</EM></FONT></P><BR><P><FONT face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" color=#3333ff><EM></EM></FONT> </P><BR><P><FONT face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" color=#cc0000><EM>Excerpt from one of my favourite book "the monk who sold his ferrari."......</EM></FONT></P>]]></description><pubDate>Thu, 06 Sep 2007 01:18:39 +0530</pubDate><link>http://destiny07.rediffiland.com/blogs/2007/09/06/the-monk-who-sold-his.html</link></item><item><title>Is this love..?</title><description><![CDATA[<P><FONT face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" color=#3333ff><EM>Is this love..could it be..?.</EM></FONT></P><BR><P><FONT face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" color=#3333ff><EM>I wonder..coz.. it is not something which can be described.....<BR>it is not something which has to be named...<BR>it is not something, which is worldly...<BR><BR>this is way above that.....it doesn't have to be "something" just in order to be...<BR>this is a blissful feeling....the feeling you get when it drizzles after a hot day...<BR>A pure and soulful bonding....<BR><BR>the word "love" has lost its glory...<BR>has been  misused and misunderstood....<BR>but the feeling that I share with him is not worldly<BR>its way above that.....</EM></FONT></P><BR><P><FONT face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" color=#3333ff><EM>why does every relation has to be named...especially when its shared by a girl and a guy..</EM></FONT></P><BR><P><FONT face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" color=#3333ff><EM>cant we have emotional dependence on somebody other than our spouse....</EM></FONT></P><BR><P><FONT face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" color=#3333ff><EM>is emotional cheating, a cheating when there is absolutely no physicality involved...we still have not met..yet</EM></FONT></P><BR><DIV align=left><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 100%; COLOR: #3333ff; FONT-FAMILY: times new roman"><FONT face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" color=#3333ff><EM>this is amazing...how two people, in a relationship that can't even be named, are destined never to let that relationship grow, walking into the dusk in different directions....into the path of life.... still wanting to be together...</EM></FONT></SPAN></DIV><BR><P><BR><BR> </P>]]></description><pubDate>Tue, 04 Sep 2007 20:21:43 +0530</pubDate><link>http://destiny07.rediffiland.com/blogs/2007/09/04/Is-this.html</link></item><item><title>destiny</title><description><![CDATA[<P><A title="" href="http://www.istockphoto.com/file_closeup/object/3113777_lost.php?id=3113777" alt=""><IMG class=searchImg id=imageThumb_3113777 title="" style="FILTER: ; WIDTH: 195px; HEIGHT: 117px" height=73 alt=Lost src="http://www1.istockphoto.com/file_thumbview_approve/3113777/1/istockphoto_3113777_lost.jpg" width=110></A></P><P><FONT face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"><FONT style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffff99" color=#333399><SPAN style="COLOR: #3333ff; FONT-FAMILY: georgia"><STRONG><EM>I call it destiny, destiny at its best....</EM></STRONG></SPAN></FONT></FONT></P><P><FONT face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"><SPAN style="COLOR: #3333ff; FONT-FAMILY: georgia"></SPAN></FONT><EM><FONT size=4><FONT face="Times New Roman, Times, serif"><SPAN style="COLOR: #3333ff; FONT-FAMILY: georgia"><FONT face="Times New Roman, Times, serif">I don't know why..?<BR>I don't know why I am feeling the way I am feeling ... Somehow things are not the way, they used to be.</FONT></SPAN><BR></FONT><FONT face="Times New Roman, Times, serif" color=#3333ff>Am I giving my heart too much  importance, than I should. don't know things are in such a mess these days</FONT></FONT></EM></P><P><EM><FONT size=4><FONT color=#3333ff><FONT face="Times New Roman, Times, serif">Why does mind always</FONT> have to have the answer for things that are hard to answer.</FONT><BR><SPAN style="COLOR: #3333ff; FONT-FAMILY: times new roman">There are times when you don't find words to express what you are going through. You meet new people every now and then.. Some of them you don't remember or don't want to, but some of them just refuse to go out of your mind..no matter how hard you try ....</SPAN></FONT></EM></P><P><SPAN style="COLOR: #3333ff; FONT-FAMILY: times new roman"></SPAN><BR><SPAN style="COLOR: #3333ff; FONT-FAMILY: times new roman"><EM><FONT size=4>And its like being in a situation when your head and heart pull you into opposite directions and you just can't decide what to do?? It almost feels as if you are being torn into two parts...</FONT></EM></SPAN></P><P><SPAN style="COLOR: #3333ff; FONT-FAMILY: times new roman"><EM><FONT size=4>and I feel I am in a similar situation... I got in touch with him around 7 months ago because of my job,, we had to speak often, almost hours to fine tune the process we were working on...</FONT></EM></SPAN></P><P><SPAN style="COLOR: #3333ff; FONT-FAMILY: times new roman"><EM><FONT size=4>and I dint even realize when did it start happening...</FONT></EM></SPAN></P><P><SPAN style="COLOR: #3333ff; FONT-FAMILY: times new roman"></SPAN><EM><FONT size=4><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 100%; COLOR: #3333ff; FONT-FAMILY: times new roman">when I realized, I tried not to get into this......though my whole being screamed in protest and I had to give up ....finally</SPAN><BR></FONT></EM><EM><FONT size=4><FONT color=#3333ff>He is so unlike others, an absolute charmer.<BR>Intelligent and sensible, yet gentle and respectful...<BR>And above all, understands me totally......without me saying a word!!!</FONT><BR></FONT></EM></P><P><EM><FONT size=4><FONT color=#3333ff>Still not able to believe this..but it is true..We have not met....yet</FONT><BR></FONT></EM><FONT color=#3333ff size=4><EM>Never thought this could happen to me...ever.<BR>But it is indeed...</EM></FONT></P><P><FONT color=#3333ff size=4><EM>but sometimes I feel so cheap inside for we both are married ...or I should say happily married with our respective partners...and we are not even looking for fun outside, this is more of a psychological escape...during our 7 month old relationship we have never spoken saucy or about things that seems natural to peoople who believe such relations are formed just for obvious reasons...</EM></FONT></P><P><FONT size=4><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 100%; COLOR: #3333ff; FONT-FAMILY: times new roman"><EM>but somehow this overwhelming guilt is killing me..</EM></SPAN><BR><BR></FONT></P>]]></description><pubDate>Fri, 31 Aug 2007 20:55:41 +0530</pubDate><link>http://destiny07.rediffiland.com/blogs/2007/08/31/destiny.html</link></item></channel></rss>