<?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-27189777</id><updated>2012-02-11T21:02:33.203-08:00</updated><category term='study friend'/><category term='parents'/><category term='paint'/><category term='mye one'/><category term='smile'/><category term='garnier'/><category term='Rose'/><category term='Thorns'/><category term='Love'/><category term='new year'/><category term='office love beauty'/><category term='joy'/><category term='friend'/><category term='hair'/><category term='life'/><category term='I can&apos;t'/><title type='text'>Mye Hopelessly Romantic Thoughts</title><subtitle type='html'>Sometimes on the top of the tide,sometimes buried under the tide...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trying2becreative.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27189777/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trying2becreative.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Rumm...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08226541200742776035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ru6pyTxXpUE/SvSmZLFq8tI/AAAAAAAACCc/YCQR4qSCRNA/S220/IMG_1293-1.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>33</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27189777.post-2852518092400589380</id><published>2011-08-20T13:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-20T13:34:42.153-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parents'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>Love in India</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;In the rarest of the moments&lt;br /&gt;In the weirdest of the twist and turns&lt;br /&gt;A boy meets a girl&lt;br /&gt;Shy like a budding flower&lt;br /&gt;they bide their time, but not for long&lt;br /&gt;they are in Love in notime,&lt;br /&gt;before they even know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Rosy summers followed&lt;br /&gt;The Warm winters followed&lt;br /&gt;Watching the mysterious sky,&lt;br /&gt;They dreamt along and made some memories of their OWN.&lt;br /&gt;But not for long,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--Z-yr4fGRus/TlAZXuRZdlI/AAAAAAAADqw/zlbZdBuWPkc/s1600/anguish1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 236px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--Z-yr4fGRus/TlAZXuRZdlI/AAAAAAAADqw/zlbZdBuWPkc/s320/anguish1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643038228443919954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dark clouds hovered&lt;br /&gt;They were scarred of the darkness&lt;br /&gt;Of the very shadows of their existence&lt;br /&gt;Of their own Loved creators&lt;br /&gt;From the dreamers under the sun to,&lt;br /&gt;poor lambs lost in different worlds&lt;br /&gt;in the cruel twists of life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Loved creators&lt;br /&gt;they created, they dreamt&lt;br /&gt;they Loved with no reason&lt;br /&gt;But&lt;br /&gt;The dreams of the souls they created?&lt;br /&gt;are they to be washed&lt;br /&gt;in the Love without reason&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xB0Ek3COT2k/TlAZkCtj1FI/AAAAAAAADq4/dJonMaY0w-k/s1600/anguish2_f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xB0Ek3COT2k/TlAZkCtj1FI/AAAAAAAADq4/dJonMaY0w-k/s320/anguish2_f.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643038440089179218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The crushed dreams&lt;br /&gt;The forever bruised souls&lt;br /&gt;The Love assumed to be washed away&lt;br /&gt;The tears which long a river&lt;br /&gt;Are the ruins of the crime&lt;br /&gt;They last long&lt;br /&gt;They last forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the rarest of the moments&lt;br /&gt;In the weirdest of the twists&lt;br /&gt;THEY wouldn't realize&lt;br /&gt;Life turned, once for all&lt;br /&gt;once for all.&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/27189777-2852518092400589380?l=trying2becreative.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trying2becreative.blogspot.com/feeds/2852518092400589380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27189777&amp;postID=2852518092400589380' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27189777/posts/default/2852518092400589380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27189777/posts/default/2852518092400589380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trying2becreative.blogspot.com/2011/08/love-in-india.html' title='Love in India'/><author><name>Rumm...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08226541200742776035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ru6pyTxXpUE/SvSmZLFq8tI/AAAAAAAACCc/YCQR4qSCRNA/S220/IMG_1293-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--Z-yr4fGRus/TlAZXuRZdlI/AAAAAAAADqw/zlbZdBuWPkc/s72-c/anguish1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27189777.post-3926547284959590271</id><published>2011-03-17T21:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-17T21:54:59.086-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thorns'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rose'/><title type='text'>A Trimmed Rose Plant</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mLTBifMW9xc/TYLjdC8kABI/AAAAAAAADlk/R1qhPJbx0UQ/s1600/thorns.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 261px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mLTBifMW9xc/TYLjdC8kABI/AAAAAAAADlk/R1qhPJbx0UQ/s320/thorns.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585276576039436306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm&lt;br /&gt;Just a trimmed Rose plant&lt;br /&gt;Just another thorny bush&lt;br /&gt;And nothing more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All you see is the thorns&lt;br /&gt;sometimes nothing&lt;br /&gt;Just another thorny bush&lt;br /&gt;And nothing more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you care another look&lt;br /&gt;Just one look beneath the thorns?&lt;br /&gt;In a desert between the crowds.&lt;br /&gt;Just a thorny bush and nothing more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;A world way&lt;br /&gt;Basking in the Loving looks&lt;br /&gt;Cozily in the beautiful hair-locks&lt;br /&gt;Loved up in the tender teenagers hands&lt;br /&gt;Shining in the golden sun&lt;br /&gt;It is a Beautiful world away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fEBjpP-elHI/TYLkwqZzTbI/AAAAAAAADls/-xMSRGHhtY0/s1600/DSC02437.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fEBjpP-elHI/TYLkwqZzTbI/AAAAAAAADls/-xMSRGHhtY0/s320/DSC02437.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585278012560199090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The red liquid that dripped&lt;br /&gt;The pain that followed&lt;br /&gt;Were overshadowed by the awe&lt;br /&gt;Was world away from being&lt;br /&gt;Just the thorny bush&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for the Bliss&lt;br /&gt;Around the corner&lt;br /&gt;Just another thorny bush&lt;br /&gt;Just another thorny bush&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27189777-3926547284959590271?l=trying2becreative.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trying2becreative.blogspot.com/feeds/3926547284959590271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27189777&amp;postID=3926547284959590271' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27189777/posts/default/3926547284959590271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27189777/posts/default/3926547284959590271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trying2becreative.blogspot.com/2011/03/im-just-trimmed-rose-plant-just-another.html' title='A Trimmed Rose Plant'/><author><name>Rumm...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08226541200742776035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ru6pyTxXpUE/SvSmZLFq8tI/AAAAAAAACCc/YCQR4qSCRNA/S220/IMG_1293-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mLTBifMW9xc/TYLjdC8kABI/AAAAAAAADlk/R1qhPJbx0UQ/s72-c/thorns.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27189777.post-2832697296587535917</id><published>2009-09-30T14:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T14:15:21.131-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='paint'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>Painting My Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ru6pyTxXpUE/SsPKWQfbsuI/AAAAAAAAB6c/j9sKby3nSgw/s1600-h/painting-the-moon-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ru6pyTxXpUE/SsPKWQfbsuI/AAAAAAAAB6c/j9sKby3nSgw/s400/painting-the-moon-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387372062997983970" 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/27189777-2832697296587535917?l=trying2becreative.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trying2becreative.blogspot.com/feeds/2832697296587535917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27189777&amp;postID=2832697296587535917' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27189777/posts/default/2832697296587535917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27189777/posts/default/2832697296587535917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trying2becreative.blogspot.com/2009/09/painting-my-love.html' title='Painting My Love'/><author><name>Rumm...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08226541200742776035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ru6pyTxXpUE/SvSmZLFq8tI/AAAAAAAACCc/YCQR4qSCRNA/S220/IMG_1293-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ru6pyTxXpUE/SsPKWQfbsuI/AAAAAAAAB6c/j9sKby3nSgw/s72-c/painting-the-moon-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27189777.post-7410496805208320298</id><published>2009-01-31T02:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-08-18T11:02:53.023-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Its Lifee...Live IT Baby</title><content type='html'> Woke up, On a Sunday afternoon&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't feel like getting out of bed&lt;br /&gt;Lazy lazy ass doesn't move a bit...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking myself in the mirror&lt;br /&gt;with a white cream all over my lips..&lt;br /&gt;I kept thinking&lt;br /&gt;I kept thinking...&lt;br /&gt;Gonna do that...I'm gonna do this&lt;br /&gt;I gonna look something&lt;br /&gt;I gonna be something&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back in the room, with my ass resting&lt;br /&gt;all that something, went resting with my ass&lt;br /&gt;Lazy lazy ass,lazy lazy ass&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walk into the shower,&lt;br /&gt;dragging myself long the way&lt;br /&gt;The shower spills a rush of cold water&lt;br /&gt;onto my head..onto my hair&lt;br /&gt;onto my brain..onto my soul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not so long from now&lt;br /&gt;Life wouldn't b the same&lt;br /&gt;you no longer look the same&lt;br /&gt;look the way you love,I love&lt;br /&gt;It's gonna be something&lt;br /&gt;I gonna be out of your hands&lt;br /&gt;Baby now is the time TO DO IT&lt;br /&gt;It's now or never&lt;br /&gt;Baby Its now or never.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ru6pyTxXpUE/SYQvuUDRXPI/AAAAAAAAAwc/5HLz37F1wPQ/s1600-h/06.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 257px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ru6pyTxXpUE/SYQvuUDRXPI/AAAAAAAAAwc/5HLz37F1wPQ/s400/06.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297411534397463794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walking out of the shower&lt;br /&gt;Walking out of lazy lazy thoghts.&lt;br /&gt;walking into mye life&lt;br /&gt;It will be my dreams&lt;br /&gt;It iz mye life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Live IT...Feel IT ...NO USE watching it in the dreams...&lt;br /&gt;Baby Live IT...Baby Love IT...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27189777-7410496805208320298?l=trying2becreative.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trying2becreative.blogspot.com/feeds/7410496805208320298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27189777&amp;postID=7410496805208320298' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27189777/posts/default/7410496805208320298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27189777/posts/default/7410496805208320298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trying2becreative.blogspot.com/2009/01/its-lifeelive-it-baby.html' title='Its Lifee...Live IT Baby'/><author><name>Rumm...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08226541200742776035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ru6pyTxXpUE/SvSmZLFq8tI/AAAAAAAACCc/YCQR4qSCRNA/S220/IMG_1293-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ru6pyTxXpUE/SYQvuUDRXPI/AAAAAAAAAwc/5HLz37F1wPQ/s72-c/06.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27189777.post-4801976930631587169</id><published>2008-09-19T19:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T19:10:06.746-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='smile'/><title type='text'>It doesn't matter me</title><content type='html'>Someday I know I shud say this,&lt;br /&gt;why not nowwwwwwwwwwwwwww???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooo Baby..I see you smiling..&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ru6pyTxXpUE/SNRa7GFGcaI/AAAAAAAAAi8/wEyQZR3xj9w/s1600-h/awavrillavinge002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ru6pyTxXpUE/SNRa7GFGcaI/AAAAAAAAAi8/wEyQZR3xj9w/s400/awavrillavinge002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247919437084258722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooo Baby I see you smiling...&lt;br /&gt;I lose it all what its matter me ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oo Baby I see you smiling...&lt;br /&gt;Mye heart flies out of me..&lt;br /&gt;I see you in his arms...&lt;br /&gt;Mye heart breaks into peices...&lt;br /&gt;Mye heart breaks into peices...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I gotta say this...&lt;br /&gt;I gotta say this..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no matter the place I see you...&lt;br /&gt;no matter my empty arms...&lt;br /&gt;no matter my ever tidy hair...&lt;br /&gt;no matter ur guy..&lt;br /&gt;It doesnt matter when I am in-lov,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mama says you deserve something spcl,&lt;br /&gt;i pity the eyes which doesnt realise wat spcl ur..&lt;br /&gt;papa sayz you were nvr for me...&lt;br /&gt;nvr does he realise how much ur smile mean to me..&lt;br /&gt;frnds trying to push me away ..&lt;br /&gt;nvr realising my heart lies right in ur arms..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It doesnt matter when I am in-lov,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how does it matter baby?&lt;br /&gt;it doesn't  matter baby?&lt;br /&gt;wen ur smilingggg..when Ur smilingg....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Rummer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27189777-4801976930631587169?l=trying2becreative.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trying2becreative.blogspot.com/feeds/4801976930631587169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27189777&amp;postID=4801976930631587169' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27189777/posts/default/4801976930631587169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27189777/posts/default/4801976930631587169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trying2becreative.blogspot.com/2008/09/it-doesnt-matter-me.html' title='It doesn&apos;t matter me'/><author><name>Rumm...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08226541200742776035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ru6pyTxXpUE/SvSmZLFq8tI/AAAAAAAACCc/YCQR4qSCRNA/S220/IMG_1293-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ru6pyTxXpUE/SNRa7GFGcaI/AAAAAAAAAi8/wEyQZR3xj9w/s72-c/awavrillavinge002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27189777.post-5745172595612824146</id><published>2008-07-16T14:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T00:57:37.719-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='smile'/><title type='text'>The First Smile...</title><content type='html'>Grabbing my lunch,so busy in life,&lt;br /&gt;in my world running on skates,One day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I waz left stranded in the middle of the room,&lt;br /&gt;vth a piece of baugatte in my half opened mouth..&lt;br /&gt;On seeing the loveliest thing I ever could think of seeing...&lt;br /&gt;I know its gonna b usssssssss..&lt;br /&gt;I know its gonna be usssssssss...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One and only one thought waz all over my mind..&lt;br /&gt;How am I gonna talk vth ya....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking at your blue blue eyes,&lt;br /&gt;all I wanted waz a slighest of ur smiles..&lt;br /&gt;I know its gonna&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ru6pyTxXpUE/SH5pRRoGmeI/AAAAAAAAAfE/q_5ZeUSSCD0/s1600-h/soph-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ru6pyTxXpUE/SH5pRRoGmeI/AAAAAAAAAfE/q_5ZeUSSCD0/s400/soph-3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223728363306654178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; b uss...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waited for ages...clock showed minutes..&lt;br /&gt;B4 ur lovely cheeck curled a beautiful smile out of it..&lt;br /&gt;Ur eyes welcomed me vth a open-close..&lt;br /&gt;I knowwwww,I knowwww its goonna be usssss....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart stopped a moment...b4 it touched new speeds..&lt;br /&gt;Moving towards u...found myself b4 u..in a second...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tried speaking...but words drowned deep inside me..&lt;br /&gt;It waz the smile that broke the noisy silence..&lt;br /&gt;It waz the smile...that broke the noisy silence..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knoww, I knowwwww its gonna b uss.....&lt;br /&gt;Baby...Its Uss for a lifetime...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-To th spcl gal...behind this song.. ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27189777-5745172595612824146?l=trying2becreative.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trying2becreative.blogspot.com/feeds/5745172595612824146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27189777&amp;postID=5745172595612824146' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27189777/posts/default/5745172595612824146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27189777/posts/default/5745172595612824146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trying2becreative.blogspot.com/2008/07/first-smile.html' title='The First Smile...'/><author><name>Rumm...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08226541200742776035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ru6pyTxXpUE/SvSmZLFq8tI/AAAAAAAACCc/YCQR4qSCRNA/S220/IMG_1293-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ru6pyTxXpUE/SH5pRRoGmeI/AAAAAAAAAfE/q_5ZeUSSCD0/s72-c/soph-3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27189777.post-8671028228173948615</id><published>2008-06-01T15:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T00:57:38.044-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='garnier'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hair'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mye one'/><title type='text'>Ur Mye One...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ru6pyTxXpUE/SEMkXVXNNoI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/zXbM1faKGos/s1600-h/DSC_0176.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207045577460496002" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ru6pyTxXpUE/SEMkXVXNNoI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/zXbM1faKGos/s400/DSC_0176.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Babyyyy...Ur the one...Ur the one...&lt;br /&gt;I feel it from the moment I met u...&lt;br /&gt;I feel it in evry breath of me...........&lt;br /&gt;Ur the one...Ur mye one...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Passs ur hand,through my hair&lt;br /&gt;pull me closer feel my lips...&lt;br /&gt;pull my hair into u...&lt;br /&gt;Wanna dance on ur lips as you keep pulling me into u....&lt;br /&gt;Ur the oneeeee,I dream abt....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Catch my hair,when the odds pull you from me..&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ru6pyTxXpUE/SEMkolXNNpI/AAAAAAAAAdY/pNfxQVRoT9k/s1600-h/_42474340_garnierlogoweb203b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207045873813239442" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ru6pyTxXpUE/SEMkolXNNpI/AAAAAAAAAdY/pNfxQVRoT9k/s400/_42474340_garnierlogoweb203b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hang by my hair,whn nothing of me is closer 2 u..&lt;br /&gt;I cant let you go...at any cost...&lt;br /&gt;I want you all for me..I want all my life.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pull me into u...&lt;br /&gt;Pull me onto u...&lt;br /&gt;wanna touch u..&lt;br /&gt;wanna feel u...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanna be the one with you..&lt;br /&gt;Wanna feel you Babieeeee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you be mye one???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Rumm... My garnier song... ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27189777-8671028228173948615?l=trying2becreative.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trying2becreative.blogspot.com/feeds/8671028228173948615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27189777&amp;postID=8671028228173948615' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27189777/posts/default/8671028228173948615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27189777/posts/default/8671028228173948615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trying2becreative.blogspot.com/2008/06/ur-mye-one.html' title='Ur Mye One...'/><author><name>Rumm...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08226541200742776035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ru6pyTxXpUE/SvSmZLFq8tI/AAAAAAAACCc/YCQR4qSCRNA/S220/IMG_1293-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ru6pyTxXpUE/SEMkXVXNNoI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/zXbM1faKGos/s72-c/DSC_0176.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27189777.post-2950594030468136639</id><published>2008-03-23T13:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T00:57:38.658-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Heightzz of Boredommm...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ru6pyTxXpUE/R-a-gfP0pPI/AAAAAAAAAXA/CrEOAfLyjcw/s1600-h/bored.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181037886689289458" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ru6pyTxXpUE/R-a-gfP0pPI/AAAAAAAAAXA/CrEOAfLyjcw/s200/bored.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pull me outt...pull me outt of this boredommmmmmmm&lt;br /&gt;pull me outtt pull me out of boredommm...&lt;br /&gt;i feel dooomed...&lt;br /&gt;i feel loomed...&lt;br /&gt;all over me...with thiz boredommmm..&lt;br /&gt;pull me outtttttttttttttttttttttttt of thizzzzzzzz..&lt;br /&gt;boredommmmmmmmmmmmmmm....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ru6pyTxXpUE/R-a-nvP0pQI/AAAAAAAAAXI/xZezL1rqg8E/s1600-h/bored-kid.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181038011243341058" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ru6pyTxXpUE/R-a-nvP0pQI/AAAAAAAAAXI/xZezL1rqg8E/s200/bored-kid.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i tried to jump up n down... &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ru6pyTxXpUE/R-a96PP0pNI/AAAAAAAAAWw/Gt22qNdygJA/s1600-h/bored-kid.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i tried to smile wathcing my face&lt;br /&gt;in the mirror...&lt;br /&gt;i tried to sleep i tried to sing...&lt;br /&gt;but i waz left sitting in the corner&lt;br /&gt;like a loserr...&lt;br /&gt;pull me out pull me out of this boredomm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mye eyes waited for u to bring ligt into here..&lt;br /&gt;closing my eyes...i dreamt of u near here...&lt;br /&gt;i felt u hugging mee...taking me to a happy happy land..&lt;br /&gt;mye eyesssssssss opened...&lt;br /&gt;to c the boredomm all arnd in the&lt;br /&gt;dark dark room...&lt;br /&gt;pull me outtttttttttttttttttttt&lt;br /&gt;pull me outtttttttttttttttttttt&lt;br /&gt;of thizzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz...&lt;br /&gt;boring boring boredommmmmmmmmmmm.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-To all ppl who feels the darkkk boreeee'dom...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27189777-2950594030468136639?l=trying2becreative.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trying2becreative.blogspot.com/feeds/2950594030468136639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27189777&amp;postID=2950594030468136639' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27189777/posts/default/2950594030468136639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27189777/posts/default/2950594030468136639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trying2becreative.blogspot.com/2008/03/heightzz-of-boredommm.html' title='Heightzz of Boredommm...'/><author><name>Rumm...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08226541200742776035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ru6pyTxXpUE/SvSmZLFq8tI/AAAAAAAACCc/YCQR4qSCRNA/S220/IMG_1293-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ru6pyTxXpUE/R-a-gfP0pPI/AAAAAAAAAXA/CrEOAfLyjcw/s72-c/bored.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27189777.post-2271122350467496897</id><published>2008-03-18T00:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T00:57:38.814-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='study friend'/><title type='text'>Ooooo Mye Stooody Gal....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ru6pyTxXpUE/R99uSL4IaOI/AAAAAAAAAWA/n7TTAUEfs8g/s1600-h/IMG_4005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178979355204282594" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ru6pyTxXpUE/R99uSL4IaOI/AAAAAAAAAWA/n7TTAUEfs8g/s320/IMG_4005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long Long agooo&lt;br /&gt;in a castle&lt;br /&gt;lived a beautyyyy&lt;br /&gt;she was th best ..&lt;br /&gt;in the world..&lt;br /&gt;nvr she looked at anyone&lt;br /&gt;ppl kept staring at her... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;she wazz a freaakoo&lt;br /&gt;she wazz a freakkoo&lt;br /&gt;all she loves is books..&lt;br /&gt;she is a bookiee&lt;br /&gt;she is a stoody stoody gall...&lt;br /&gt;all she loves isssssssssssssss&lt;br /&gt;one thing&lt;br /&gt;and tat one thing izz bookssssssss &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I be the the worm in her books..&lt;br /&gt;thought me,&lt;br /&gt;I waz worried how she carried all&lt;br /&gt;those big big books...&lt;br /&gt;how she carried all those big big books&lt;br /&gt;I do worry abt u babyyy&lt;br /&gt;I do worry abt u baby..&lt;br /&gt;oo mye study stoody stoody gal..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i do thnk of uu...&lt;br /&gt;i do dream abt u...&lt;br /&gt;i doooooooooooo&lt;br /&gt;dooooooooooooooo..&lt;br /&gt;have something for uuu...&lt;br /&gt;o mye stoody sttooody gallll&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-To Mye Sweet Little Friend Nidhi :) ...who loves her books more than me... ;) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27189777-2271122350467496897?l=trying2becreative.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trying2becreative.blogspot.com/feeds/2271122350467496897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27189777&amp;postID=2271122350467496897' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27189777/posts/default/2271122350467496897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27189777/posts/default/2271122350467496897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trying2becreative.blogspot.com/2008/03/ooooo-mye-stooody-gal.html' title='Ooooo Mye Stooody Gal....'/><author><name>Rumm...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08226541200742776035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ru6pyTxXpUE/SvSmZLFq8tI/AAAAAAAACCc/YCQR4qSCRNA/S220/IMG_1293-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ru6pyTxXpUE/R99uSL4IaOI/AAAAAAAAAWA/n7TTAUEfs8g/s72-c/IMG_4005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27189777.post-8069055307657523608</id><published>2008-03-06T12:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T00:57:39.112-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='office love beauty'/><title type='text'>Office Love...;)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ru6pyTxXpUE/R9BXtQ7VhlI/AAAAAAAAAVA/zEuiyaVHTMs/s1600-h/81109730_240x240_Front.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174732406998271570" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ru6pyTxXpUE/R9BXtQ7VhlI/AAAAAAAAAVA/zEuiyaVHTMs/s320/81109730_240x240_Front.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As I walked into this world of strangers,&lt;br /&gt;It was your face that poped in front of me, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was the beautiful thing , I ever saw in my life,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I felt like I waz wathcing this face for ages&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now my eyes doesn't wanna see a second thing,&lt;br /&gt;My headz hooked upto where ever you go,&lt;br /&gt;It was the cutest thing I ever faced in my life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I keep staring,I saw your eyes towards me,&lt;br /&gt;Waz it anger? for me&lt;br /&gt;Waz it happiness in u??&lt;br /&gt;whatver it might me.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;those were moments,my heart jumped up until the sky&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I you walked out of the place I feel deserted,&lt;br /&gt;I dont find a reason to be there..&lt;br /&gt;But i remember it the place whre I first saw you&lt;br /&gt;And that memories make me warm..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ru6pyTxXpUE/R9BYtQ7VhmI/AAAAAAAAAVI/FnLX4sFpulk/s1600-h/stressrelief.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174733506509899362" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ru6pyTxXpUE/R9BYtQ7VhmI/AAAAAAAAAVI/FnLX4sFpulk/s320/stressrelief.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As your thoughts keep running in me all the time&lt;br /&gt;I thought about you once,&lt;br /&gt;I thought about you twice,&lt;br /&gt;I thought about you ,thought about you&lt;br /&gt;Until I lost the count&lt;br /&gt;You are the cutest thing I ever saw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The memory of the smile on your lips&lt;br /&gt;brings a smile on my lips,&lt;br /&gt;The memory of you makes me&lt;br /&gt;feel happy as never before&lt;br /&gt;I never know what you mean to me&lt;br /&gt;I never know....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;All I can say is,&lt;br /&gt;Uuuu are the most beautiful thing mye eyes ever saw.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-To the gal in my office S**** whoz behind thiz song...;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27189777-8069055307657523608?l=trying2becreative.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trying2becreative.blogspot.com/feeds/8069055307657523608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27189777&amp;postID=8069055307657523608' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27189777/posts/default/8069055307657523608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27189777/posts/default/8069055307657523608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trying2becreative.blogspot.com/2008/03/office-love.html' title='Office Love...;)'/><author><name>Rumm...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08226541200742776035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ru6pyTxXpUE/SvSmZLFq8tI/AAAAAAAACCc/YCQR4qSCRNA/S220/IMG_1293-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ru6pyTxXpUE/R9BXtQ7VhlI/AAAAAAAAAVA/zEuiyaVHTMs/s72-c/81109730_240x240_Front.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27189777.post-442501998102716984</id><published>2008-01-12T20:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T00:57:39.196-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friend'/><title type='text'>As U walked into mye life...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ru6pyTxXpUE/R4mbfLfUyEI/AAAAAAAAAUc/I-gcAAUNeeM/s1600-h/pic23774.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ru6pyTxXpUE/R4mbfLfUyEI/AAAAAAAAAUc/I-gcAAUNeeM/s320/pic23774.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154822208464668738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lying down all alone in place unknown to me,&lt;br /&gt;I woke up for nothing,&lt;br /&gt;Don't know what to do,&lt;br /&gt;Don't know what comes next,&lt;br /&gt;Like a bird flying over a endless ocean,&lt;br /&gt;my mind wandered in places of no-where.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walking on the road,&lt;br /&gt;With my hands in my pockets,&lt;br /&gt;My eyes found no reason to look arnd,&lt;br /&gt;I was walking with my eyes closed,&lt;br /&gt;When U walked into me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Startled for a moment,&lt;br /&gt;as the old devils coming back to memory,&lt;br /&gt;I opened my eyes to find U..my angel&lt;br /&gt;cluttering the wings before me.&lt;br /&gt;I felt like pulled back from&lt;br /&gt;the edge of this world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Staring at you, like there's nothing around,&lt;br /&gt;Ur smile flew me to heaven with you,&lt;br /&gt;It was a new start for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never realised this was gonna happen,&lt;br /&gt;when I woke up in the morning,&lt;br /&gt;When I walked along this road for nothing,&lt;br /&gt;I was left un-prepared,&lt;br /&gt;A dimple poped on my cheek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Liked you angel on the very sight,&lt;br /&gt;Liked the sweet smile along the lips,&lt;br /&gt;Liked the look in your eyes for me,&lt;br /&gt;Liked the warmth you radiate from your heart,&lt;br /&gt;I was left with a feeling like ,&lt;br /&gt;Likeeeeeeeeee for U all along me,&lt;br /&gt;U walked into my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hated to be one in crowd,&lt;br /&gt;But it didn't matter for me,&lt;br /&gt;to be one in your crowd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ur soo spcl to me and so this day,&lt;br /&gt;As u walked into my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-To Some1 who walked into my life...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27189777-442501998102716984?l=trying2becreative.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trying2becreative.blogspot.com/feeds/442501998102716984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27189777&amp;postID=442501998102716984' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27189777/posts/default/442501998102716984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27189777/posts/default/442501998102716984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trying2becreative.blogspot.com/2008/01/u-came-into-mye-life.html' title='As U walked into mye life...'/><author><name>Rumm...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08226541200742776035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ru6pyTxXpUE/SvSmZLFq8tI/AAAAAAAACCc/YCQR4qSCRNA/S220/IMG_1293-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ru6pyTxXpUE/R4mbfLfUyEI/AAAAAAAAAUc/I-gcAAUNeeM/s72-c/pic23774.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27189777.post-3674878723198068825</id><published>2008-01-01T05:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T00:57:39.346-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='joy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new year'/><title type='text'>New Year In My Life..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ru6pyTxXpUE/R3o-frfUx9I/AAAAAAAAATY/B_bW5tK8XUY/s1600-h/happy-new-year004-800.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ru6pyTxXpUE/R3o-frfUx9I/AAAAAAAAATY/B_bW5tK8XUY/s320/happy-new-year004-800.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150497837822560210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New Year....New Year...&lt;br /&gt;Days passed by and did months,&lt;br /&gt;I find myself on this night..&lt;br /&gt;On the verge of meeting u...&lt;br /&gt;On the verge of taking u in my life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come on!! Come on into my life,&lt;br /&gt;I welcome U...I Welcome U...&lt;br /&gt;with the broadest smiles of my face..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I promise to smile and share it with others,&lt;br /&gt;I promise not to crib over things that take my smile,&lt;br /&gt;I promise to enjoy u every second,&lt;br /&gt;I promise to make you memorable,&lt;br /&gt;Its my promise,Its my promise&lt;br /&gt;I gonna live you all through&lt;br /&gt;with loadz of joy and happiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New Year New Year welcome into my life.&lt;br /&gt;New Year New Year welcome into my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gonna fight for everything I deserve,&lt;br /&gt;I gonna keep loving my parents more n more,&lt;br /&gt;Honey,I gonna love you every second I live,&lt;br /&gt;Its gonna be worth very second ,I gonna live&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New Year New Year welcome into my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New Year bring me strength,make me rich,&lt;br /&gt;New Year make me smile,bring me joy,&lt;br /&gt;New year ,let me be the reason,&lt;br /&gt;for the smile on my friends lips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I promise uu...u gonna be much more special,&lt;br /&gt;than its been till now..&lt;br /&gt;I gonna live you,I gonna dance you,&lt;br /&gt;I gonna feel you,I gonna love you,till your end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New Year,New Year welcome into my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wishing all happy happy new year.&lt;br /&gt;-To ppl who are my ppl.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27189777-3674878723198068825?l=trying2becreative.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trying2becreative.blogspot.com/feeds/3674878723198068825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27189777&amp;postID=3674878723198068825' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27189777/posts/default/3674878723198068825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27189777/posts/default/3674878723198068825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trying2becreative.blogspot.com/2008/01/new-year-in-my-life.html' title='New Year In My Life..'/><author><name>Rumm...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08226541200742776035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ru6pyTxXpUE/SvSmZLFq8tI/AAAAAAAACCc/YCQR4qSCRNA/S220/IMG_1293-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ru6pyTxXpUE/R3o-frfUx9I/AAAAAAAAATY/B_bW5tK8XUY/s72-c/happy-new-year004-800.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27189777.post-2906791683404038767</id><published>2007-12-16T16:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T00:57:39.494-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I can&apos;t'/><title type='text'>I Love You But...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ru6pyTxXpUE/R2XJAbfUx8I/AAAAAAAAATQ/G6qi8s5xzG4/s1600-h/p1241.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ru6pyTxXpUE/R2XJAbfUx8I/AAAAAAAAATQ/G6qi8s5xzG4/s320/p1241.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144739158556985282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't speak with you...&lt;br /&gt;Uu there and me here,&lt;br /&gt;Here and there poles away,&lt;br /&gt;I cant speak with you.&lt;br /&gt;I close my eyes,I find you over my eye lids,&lt;br /&gt;I see you everywhere,&lt;br /&gt;But I cant speak with you,&lt;br /&gt;I creep under the blanket,&lt;br /&gt;I feel the warm hugs of you,&lt;br /&gt;But I cant speak with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see you there..I see you here,&lt;br /&gt;I see you everywhere,&lt;br /&gt;I see in the mirror when trying to find me,&lt;br /&gt;I see you when I open my eyes,&lt;br /&gt;I see you when I close my eyes,&lt;br /&gt;I see you everywhere,&lt;br /&gt;But I cant speak with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dreamt of us every day and night,&lt;br /&gt;I dreamt of us in every dream i had,&lt;br /&gt;I dreamt of us as the lone ppl ,&lt;br /&gt;in the island full of your smiles...&lt;br /&gt;But I cant speak with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be the one in your life,&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be the clothe on you,&lt;br /&gt;I wanna the song ,out your mouth,&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be the smile on your lips,&lt;br /&gt;But I cant speak with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I realize ,Life goes&lt;br /&gt;As I keep watching you ,&lt;br /&gt;As I keep wishing,&lt;br /&gt;As I keep dreaming&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I wish for a smile on your lips&lt;br /&gt;all through your life,&lt;br /&gt;And I be that smile..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-For one whom my heart speaks with ;-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27189777-2906791683404038767?l=trying2becreative.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trying2becreative.blogspot.com/feeds/2906791683404038767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27189777&amp;postID=2906791683404038767' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27189777/posts/default/2906791683404038767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27189777/posts/default/2906791683404038767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trying2becreative.blogspot.com/2007/12/i-love-you-but.html' title='I Love You But...'/><author><name>Rumm...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08226541200742776035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ru6pyTxXpUE/SvSmZLFq8tI/AAAAAAAACCc/YCQR4qSCRNA/S220/IMG_1293-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ru6pyTxXpUE/R2XJAbfUx8I/AAAAAAAAATQ/G6qi8s5xzG4/s72-c/p1241.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27189777.post-2313563565877583229</id><published>2007-09-29T00:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T00:57:39.667-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Feel Like..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ru6pyTxXpUE/Rv4AwonohtI/AAAAAAAAAPI/k-ZIDIylcro/s1600-h/image010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ru6pyTxXpUE/Rv4AwonohtI/AAAAAAAAAPI/k-ZIDIylcro/s320/image010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115527062276835026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dont feel like waking up...&lt;br /&gt;Dont feel like sleeping...&lt;br /&gt;Dont feel like eating something..&lt;br /&gt;Dont feel like talking..&lt;br /&gt;Dont feel like singing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dont feel like doing anything I love..&lt;br /&gt;Dont feel like doing anything at all...&lt;br /&gt;Life waz out of its color..&lt;br /&gt;It waz boring..It waz boring...&lt;br /&gt;Somthing was missing ..Something was missing...&lt;br /&gt;I kept searching for that something....&lt;br /&gt;Which i never found until i met u..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now..&lt;br /&gt;I wanna wake up to see your face..&lt;br /&gt;I wanna sleep to dream about you..&lt;br /&gt;I wanna eat,wathcing you..&lt;br /&gt;I wanna keep talking with you...&lt;br /&gt;I wanna sing for your sleep...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna dance huggin you..&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be with you all the time..&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be with you..Till the Enddddddd....&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be with you....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Rumm...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27189777-2313563565877583229?l=trying2becreative.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trying2becreative.blogspot.com/feeds/2313563565877583229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27189777&amp;postID=2313563565877583229' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27189777/posts/default/2313563565877583229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27189777/posts/default/2313563565877583229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trying2becreative.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-feel-like.html' title='I Feel Like..'/><author><name>Rumm...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08226541200742776035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ru6pyTxXpUE/SvSmZLFq8tI/AAAAAAAACCc/YCQR4qSCRNA/S220/IMG_1293-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ru6pyTxXpUE/Rv4AwonohtI/AAAAAAAAAPI/k-ZIDIylcro/s72-c/image010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27189777.post-6516552631229522496</id><published>2007-05-27T23:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T00:57:39.886-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>Tooo Busy...............</title><content type='html'>I was running in a world of mine,&lt;br /&gt;I was running in a world of mine,&lt;br /&gt;A stranger dashed me one day,&lt;br /&gt;my eyes too busy too look,&lt;br /&gt;never bothered to have a look at her..&lt;br /&gt;and my running continued......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One fine day...I sat down..I sat down tired...&lt;br /&gt;The wind carried a fragrance that caught my nose...&lt;br /&gt;searched all my surroundings for it in vain...&lt;br /&gt;i sat with my head down,i sat with my head down...&lt;br /&gt;Then a smile ran around the corner of my lips&lt;br /&gt;realizing the smell was from soil after the rain...&lt;br /&gt;It was the smell of my lifee.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ru6pyTxXpUE/Rlp4PKnlWLI/AAAAAAAAAMw/IYeqX2yJsRY/s1600-h/p85.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ru6pyTxXpUE/Rlp4PKnlWLI/AAAAAAAAAMw/IYeqX2yJsRY/s320/p85.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069496532502665394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart went for a beat and my eyes were closed,&lt;br /&gt;enjoying the moment I was living in,then&lt;br /&gt;I dashed the stranger ,&lt;br /&gt;my eyes opened to see you and which from then&lt;br /&gt;never felt like seeing any other thing than you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With a beaming face,I had my hand in yours,&lt;br /&gt;pulling you from the earth...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something that I never  felt was all over me...&lt;br /&gt;With happiness running in all my veins ,&lt;br /&gt;With a smile on my lips and my hand in yours..&lt;br /&gt;that was the best moment I ever lived...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started knowing what the moment was...&lt;br /&gt;My face was left beaming,&lt;br /&gt;My cheeks turned curvy blushingg...&lt;br /&gt;My heart flew from me to you.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a start of a wonderful life of ours...&lt;br /&gt;I was a moment when heaven showered over me....&lt;br /&gt;It was a moment of my life....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-With a smile on your face,&lt;br /&gt;you can also find your special moment...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Keep Smiling...&lt;br /&gt;Rumm....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27189777-6516552631229522496?l=trying2becreative.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trying2becreative.blogspot.com/feeds/6516552631229522496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27189777&amp;postID=6516552631229522496' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27189777/posts/default/6516552631229522496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27189777/posts/default/6516552631229522496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trying2becreative.blogspot.com/2007/05/tooo-busy.html' title='Tooo Busy...............'/><author><name>Rumm...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08226541200742776035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ru6pyTxXpUE/SvSmZLFq8tI/AAAAAAAACCc/YCQR4qSCRNA/S220/IMG_1293-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ru6pyTxXpUE/Rlp4PKnlWLI/AAAAAAAAAMw/IYeqX2yJsRY/s72-c/p85.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27189777.post-6390616609225575242</id><published>2007-04-05T05:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T00:57:40.046-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>Here I am with u.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ru6pyTxXpUE/Rlp5QqnlWMI/AAAAAAAAAM4/yujclk-70Xg/s1600-h/p115.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ru6pyTxXpUE/Rlp5QqnlWMI/AAAAAAAAAM4/yujclk-70Xg/s320/p115.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069497657784096962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My eyes were left wide openn..&lt;br /&gt;My ears were listening you..&lt;br /&gt;My head was bendd towards you..&lt;br /&gt;With a smile dancing on my lips&lt;br /&gt;Here I am with Uuu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the passer-by passed a crooked comment on you,&lt;br /&gt;My eyes were left red hot..&lt;br /&gt;I wished to kick his ass ,and&lt;br /&gt;I wished ,we were the only Two in this world..&lt;br /&gt;Here I am with Uuu...in a moment&lt;br /&gt;I wish to be all the time through my life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we sat down ,my hand came in touch with your hand,&lt;br /&gt;I felt a feeling that lead me to kiss my hand..&lt;br /&gt;With my eyes in ur eyes ,&lt;br /&gt;I was watching the beautiful thing on this earth..&lt;br /&gt;As hours turned seconds,&lt;br /&gt;I felt mye watch was running wrong..&lt;br /&gt;Here I am with Uuu...in a moment I always dreamt of..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we sat side by side ,&lt;br /&gt;I felt like taking your hand into mine..&lt;br /&gt;I felt like kissing your pink lips..&lt;br /&gt;I closed my eyes for a moment ,&lt;br /&gt;took your hand into mine with all the courage i ever had..&lt;br /&gt;And Kissed itt....&lt;br /&gt;Here I am with Uuu...&lt;br /&gt;where my feelings could not match ,my words...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we were walking down,&lt;br /&gt;My heart was dancing with joy..&lt;br /&gt;A feeling ran all through me,&lt;br /&gt;I never felt such a feeling ,never  before in my life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I am with Uuu..&lt;br /&gt;Here I am with mye Heartt..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-To     "Someone Spcl..."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27189777-6390616609225575242?l=trying2becreative.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trying2becreative.blogspot.com/feeds/6390616609225575242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27189777&amp;postID=6390616609225575242' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27189777/posts/default/6390616609225575242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27189777/posts/default/6390616609225575242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trying2becreative.blogspot.com/2007/04/here-i-am-with-u.html' title='Here I am with u.....'/><author><name>Rumm...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08226541200742776035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ru6pyTxXpUE/SvSmZLFq8tI/AAAAAAAACCc/YCQR4qSCRNA/S220/IMG_1293-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ru6pyTxXpUE/Rlp5QqnlWMI/AAAAAAAAAM4/yujclk-70Xg/s72-c/p115.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27189777.post-6359561697192819844</id><published>2007-02-19T00:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T00:57:40.128-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its the thought of you that keeps me going...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ru6pyTxXpUE/Rdljg5_6dAI/AAAAAAAAAA8/rYumTg6r0Ec/s1600-h/p35.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ru6pyTxXpUE/Rdljg5_6dAI/AAAAAAAAAA8/rYumTg6r0Ec/s320/p35.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033163475539096578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its the thought of you that keeps me going...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flowing by the life we keep moving away from each other,&lt;br /&gt;I find myself in places where i dont find you..&lt;br /&gt;That does not stop me from feeling you by my side...&lt;br /&gt;No matter whre i am ,i see you accompanying me all the time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waking up in the morning i find u staring at me&lt;br /&gt;from the beautiful pic of ours,&lt;br /&gt;The smiling child on the road reminds me of ur beautiful smile,&lt;br /&gt;The picture of the hairy devil reminds me of ur gr8 long hair&lt;br /&gt;and all the cat fights of us in which i pull ur hair,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its the thought of you that keeps me goingg...&lt;br /&gt;Its the thought of you that keeps me goingg...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As i go around...&lt;br /&gt;I keep lokking out for a buzz on my mobile,for ur mesg...&lt;br /&gt;I find myself counting over the calendar for the day to be there,&lt;br /&gt;they hardly reduce more than one a day...&lt;br /&gt;I keep smelling the blowing air to catch the fragrance of you..&lt;br /&gt;Baby...It is all you i want and nothing more in my life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My lips are dry like the autumn leaves missing you...&lt;br /&gt;I keep smiling remembering our jokes on the dinner table..&lt;br /&gt;A tear rolled over my cheeks finding the empty chair by mye side..&lt;br /&gt;wiping out the tear ,&lt;br /&gt;walking back home i find ur favourite moon guding me home..and&lt;br /&gt;making me feel warm...&lt;br /&gt;With the warmth ,back home i slide in the blanket to meet you&lt;br /&gt;in the dreamsssssss.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is you that keeps me goingg....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27189777-6359561697192819844?l=trying2becreative.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trying2becreative.blogspot.com/feeds/6359561697192819844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27189777&amp;postID=6359561697192819844' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27189777/posts/default/6359561697192819844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27189777/posts/default/6359561697192819844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trying2becreative.blogspot.com/2007/02/its-thought-of-you-that-keeps-me-going.html' title='Its the thought of you that keeps me going...'/><author><name>Rumm...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08226541200742776035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ru6pyTxXpUE/SvSmZLFq8tI/AAAAAAAACCc/YCQR4qSCRNA/S220/IMG_1293-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ru6pyTxXpUE/Rdljg5_6dAI/AAAAAAAAAA8/rYumTg6r0Ec/s72-c/p35.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27189777.post-116956065106374882</id><published>2007-01-23T05:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-23T06:00:53.266-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friendd.........My Friend....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6105/2856/1600/376599/frnd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6105/2856/320/733541/frnd.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friend ,My Friend don't leave me dear...&lt;br /&gt;Friend ,My Friend don't leave me dear...&lt;br /&gt;With mye broken heart ,walking all around this world,&lt;br /&gt;i find no one out there to share mye things...&lt;br /&gt;My heart is cripled,it went wrong...&lt;br /&gt;but i find no one to heal it...&lt;br /&gt;I need you to be by my side ..&lt;br /&gt;in this moment,in this moment,in this moment...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whoz gonna laugh at very joke of mine??&lt;br /&gt;whoz gonna hear all the crazy stories of mine??&lt;br /&gt;whoz gonna tease me with all sort of names??&lt;br /&gt;whoz gonna talk to me in all the crazy hours i call&lt;br /&gt;with a smile on the face??&lt;br /&gt;who ??? who ??? gonna do all the things??&lt;br /&gt;Friend ,My Friend don't leave me dear...&lt;br /&gt;Friend ,My Friend don't leave me dear...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whoz gonna pat on my shoulder when my head's down??&lt;br /&gt;whoz gonna bring back smile on my face when it deserts me???&lt;br /&gt;whoz gonna be with me when it matters me most???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friend ,my Friend i need u ...&lt;br /&gt;i need u all through my life......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27189777-116956065106374882?l=trying2becreative.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trying2becreative.blogspot.com/feeds/116956065106374882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27189777&amp;postID=116956065106374882' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27189777/posts/default/116956065106374882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27189777/posts/default/116956065106374882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trying2becreative.blogspot.com/2007/01/frienddmy-friend.html' title='Friendd.........My Friend....'/><author><name>Rumm...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08226541200742776035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ru6pyTxXpUE/SvSmZLFq8tI/AAAAAAAACCc/YCQR4qSCRNA/S220/IMG_1293-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27189777.post-116617944454791453</id><published>2006-12-15T02:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-15T02:45:39.613-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm in Love with you.......(2)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6105/2856/1600/615451/p38.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6105/2856/320/958976/p38.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here comes the story of u and me baby.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dragging my heels on a black smoky road....&lt;br /&gt;listening to mah heart tunes.............&lt;br /&gt;i saw you baby for the first time........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something spilled back of mah redd sleeve&lt;br /&gt;wishing you to fill the place...&lt;br /&gt;it sprinted to get lost in you....&lt;br /&gt;Robbed of  mah heart...baby&lt;br /&gt;i waz the happiest soul on earth...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never bothered of being heartless....&lt;br /&gt;tried to get a small place in the sweetest heart i ever know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summer turned a spring when i proposed u baby....&lt;br /&gt;My mouth was left wordless when u kissed me baby...&lt;br /&gt;Tearz rolled over my cheek rolled nd rolled to cool my&lt;br /&gt;fast running heart when U and I became one...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hated the nights that tried to keep us apart..&lt;br /&gt;I loved the dreams that allowed us to be one even in nights...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby...&lt;br /&gt;It were u i wished to be in my life...&lt;br /&gt;It were U i dreamt of being my life...&lt;br /&gt;Babie U are mah dream....U are the reality...&lt;br /&gt;U are everything in mah life....&lt;br /&gt;Baby.. U are mah life.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby...&lt;br /&gt;Life with you is a drop of honey...&lt;br /&gt;Every passing moment makes mah fondest memory.....&lt;br /&gt;Every moment now  is a special moment of my life,&lt;br /&gt; Making me feel like in heaven,&lt;br /&gt; Its like a flowing river..&lt;br /&gt; Its is living my dream....,&lt;br /&gt;Every moment to come is a dream come true......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby be mah love...&lt;br /&gt;Baby be mah life...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27189777-116617944454791453?l=trying2becreative.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trying2becreative.blogspot.com/feeds/116617944454791453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27189777&amp;postID=116617944454791453' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27189777/posts/default/116617944454791453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27189777/posts/default/116617944454791453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trying2becreative.blogspot.com/2006/12/im-in-love-with-you2.html' title='I&apos;m in Love with you.......(2)'/><author><name>Rumm...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08226541200742776035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ru6pyTxXpUE/SvSmZLFq8tI/AAAAAAAACCc/YCQR4qSCRNA/S220/IMG_1293-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27189777.post-116471453006526051</id><published>2006-11-28T03:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-30T04:33:07.970-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Miss Uuuuu Baby....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6105/2856/1600/1650136.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6105/2856/320/1650136.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Misss U Baby....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waking up on a sunday morning...&lt;br /&gt;I streched mye hand for a warm hug to start the day with,&lt;br /&gt;but in vain........&lt;br /&gt;I turned mye head to see the most beautiful face in this world,&lt;br /&gt;but in vain.........&lt;br /&gt;I tuned mye earz to hear the sweet humming voice of u..&lt;br /&gt;but in vain..........&lt;br /&gt;mye heart waz through a shock not finding you there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Searched places where you could be ,but without finding you...&lt;br /&gt;Terror struck mye heart as it a second away from death..&lt;br /&gt;mye knees went weak..making me heap down to the ground..&lt;br /&gt;i miss U baby...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly i find myeself thrown in a prison spanning a world all alone...&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly i  find myeself calling your name for every petty thing....&lt;br /&gt;and later realizing the reply i get is a stone silenced one....&lt;br /&gt;shattering mye heart like a bullet deep within it...&lt;br /&gt;i miss U baby...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss the sweet humming bird...&lt;br /&gt;to fill mye earz with its sweet voice...&lt;br /&gt;I miss the sweetness of the coffee...&lt;br /&gt;it tasted bitter...&lt;br /&gt;I miss the color of mye life....&lt;br /&gt;it seemz to be dark prison for me...&lt;br /&gt;i miss U baby...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walkinggg on a road...&lt;br /&gt;with mye hand locked in urs ..&lt;br /&gt;the funny smile on the passer-by's made me realise...&lt;br /&gt;i waz all alone...i  waz all alone...&lt;br /&gt;i miss U baby...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walking by the lake i saw you in it..&lt;br /&gt;i searched... all around for U but in vain.....&lt;br /&gt;wondered where that image was from....&lt;br /&gt;i realised that is the reflection of mye heart...(filled with you)&lt;br /&gt;i miss U baby...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i only say ......&lt;br /&gt;i love U Honey...i Love u....&lt;br /&gt;i missss U baby...i miss U....&lt;br /&gt;U are mye life...I donno how to live mye life now....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U are mye breath...without U life is a matter of minutes..&lt;br /&gt;which i find so longgg....to carry myeself alonee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss U babyy..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-To no one.... as   i am not gonna miss mye lovvvvv.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27189777-116471453006526051?l=trying2becreative.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trying2becreative.blogspot.com/feeds/116471453006526051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27189777&amp;postID=116471453006526051' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27189777/posts/default/116471453006526051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27189777/posts/default/116471453006526051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trying2becreative.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-miss-uuuuu-baby.html' title='I Miss Uuuuu Baby....'/><author><name>Rumm...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08226541200742776035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ru6pyTxXpUE/SvSmZLFq8tI/AAAAAAAACCc/YCQR4qSCRNA/S220/IMG_1293-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27189777.post-116319123977008856</id><published>2006-11-10T12:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T20:50:06.130-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm in Love with you.......</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6105/2856/1600/love-wallpaper27.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; float: right;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6105/2856/320/love-wallpaper27.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a dark winter night...&lt;br /&gt;When I feel like shrinking into half......&lt;br /&gt;When mah legs feel like rushing onto the smooth bed waiting.....&lt;br /&gt;When mah heart was left tired caryying allits heaviness alone....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw u Baby for the first time....&lt;br /&gt;It was the best thing mah eyes saw in mah life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mah eyes were left wide open struck by you..&lt;br /&gt;Mah legs stood heavy not 2 leav that place.....&lt;br /&gt;as if they won a race..&lt;br /&gt;Mah face was filled with a smile which .....it&lt;br /&gt;never saw before.....&lt;br /&gt;Mah heart lost it beat.....&lt;br /&gt;U becoming the beat of it..&lt;br /&gt;It was the best thing to happen in mah life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeing your cute teddy bag playing over your&lt;br /&gt;backside...i wished for being atleast that teddy&lt;br /&gt;Seeing your long hair floating by the breeze.......&lt;br /&gt;i tried to come closer to you..for the hair to pass on mah face.....&lt;br /&gt;Seeing the cute smile on ur lips for the passing kids&lt;br /&gt;i wished i were that smile dancing on your lips...&lt;br /&gt;i saw you baby...i saw you taking mah heart all along with you...&lt;br /&gt;i wished a place for mah heart in you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the dark winter night turned a bright night..&lt;br /&gt;U luked a angel overshadowing the shining full moon...&lt;br /&gt;the hard paining breeze turned a cool fragrant breeze...&lt;br /&gt;kissing you it touched me making me mesmerized....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It waz the best feeling of mah lifee.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Struck with a feeling which i never felt in mah life...&lt;br /&gt;I asked the angel for you in mah dream...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I now know one thing for sure...&lt;br /&gt;I'm in love with you...&lt;br /&gt;I'm in love with you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-To someone special.... ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27189777-116319123977008856?l=trying2becreative.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trying2becreative.blogspot.com/feeds/116319123977008856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27189777&amp;postID=116319123977008856' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27189777/posts/default/116319123977008856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27189777/posts/default/116319123977008856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trying2becreative.blogspot.com/2006/11/im-in-love-with-you.html' title='I&apos;m in Love with you.......'/><author><name>Rumm...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08226541200742776035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ru6pyTxXpUE/SvSmZLFq8tI/AAAAAAAACCc/YCQR4qSCRNA/S220/IMG_1293-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27189777.post-115996977039558403</id><published>2006-10-04T06:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T12:56:55.553-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Smile in mahhh lifeee...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6105/2856/1600/words4ever_wallpaper_121.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6105/2856/320/words4ever_wallpaper_121.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Smile in mahhh lifeee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It waz a day i never wished to remember until that moment,&lt;br /&gt;mah mind went blank...&lt;br /&gt;mah body waz tired...&lt;br /&gt;mah heart wore down due it heaviness...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly like a thunder strike somethng caught mah attention.&lt;br /&gt;mah eyes were seeing the lips of a gal before me ,&lt;br /&gt;as they nvr saw such a wonder...&lt;br /&gt;her lips seemz moving in a tune of mah fav song...&lt;br /&gt;her cheeck waz cherry red and&lt;br /&gt;her face seemz glowing like a lamp in a dark winter nigt...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mah mind waz bsy finding wrdz for the wonder..&lt;br /&gt;mah eyez 4got there were eyelids...&lt;br /&gt;and kept staring as they are to open for their lifez...&lt;br /&gt;mah heart filled with wonder itz seeingg...&lt;br /&gt;b4 i realized i waz blushiingggg...blushingg&lt;br /&gt;blushing on a day which i nvr wished to remember...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Up2 that moment i waz eating...&lt;br /&gt;i waz drinking...talking and thngz...&lt;br /&gt;i realized wat is that missing all this timee...&lt;br /&gt;i realized i waz missing life in mah life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now b4 mah eyez i waz seeing happiness...&lt;br /&gt;i wished i borrowed mah neighbours eyes for thiz moment...&lt;br /&gt;now mah mind struck with the first word with a gr8 effort...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It waz nothing othr than "Smileeee"...&lt;br /&gt;that gal waz smiling...now b4 i realized...&lt;br /&gt;a smile spread across mah lips...&lt;br /&gt;which deserted them for a long long time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I smiled nd smiledd to fill life in mah life...&lt;br /&gt;One thng that waz runnig ovr mah head in thiz moment waz&lt;br /&gt;how cud i thank her?? how cud IIii???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the first time our eyez met nd&lt;br /&gt;mah face smiling...which waz never near to her angel like face&lt;br /&gt;spreading happiness to thiz world...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then...Then...&lt;br /&gt;mah legs came erect ,i realized i waz standing...&lt;br /&gt;the distance between her nd me waz reducing...&lt;br /&gt;i waz walking towards her...&lt;br /&gt;Thrr stood I mah eyes still fixed in her eyez...&lt;br /&gt;and then mah mouth uttering&lt;br /&gt;"Cann I have Uuu in mah lifee??"&lt;br /&gt;(which sounded like the million dollar question of mah life)&lt;br /&gt;that "Uuu" iz nothing but life 4 me ...&lt;br /&gt;Thenn Then... :) :) :) wat more???&lt;br /&gt;I waz smiling for the rest of mah lifeeeeeeeee :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-To mah sweet heart who is the smile of mah life...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27189777-115996977039558403?l=trying2becreative.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trying2becreative.blogspot.com/feeds/115996977039558403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27189777&amp;postID=115996977039558403' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27189777/posts/default/115996977039558403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27189777/posts/default/115996977039558403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trying2becreative.blogspot.com/2006/10/smile-in-mahhh-lifeee.html' title='Smile in mahhh lifeee...'/><author><name>Rumm...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08226541200742776035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ru6pyTxXpUE/SvSmZLFq8tI/AAAAAAAACCc/YCQR4qSCRNA/S220/IMG_1293-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27189777.post-115833382954421387</id><published>2006-09-15T08:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-12-04T02:19:41.056-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Bye.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6105/2856/1600/B0002ZEOB4.09.LZZZZZZZ.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6105/2856/320/B0002ZEOB4.09.LZZZZZZZ.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gudd-Bye Mah Gall for one last time....for one last time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never wished 2 say u gud-bye 2 u in any moment in mah life...&lt;br /&gt;Whether it be time u sleep....i wish i be in ur dream&lt;br /&gt;whether it be time 4 ur class...i wished i be ur bench mate&lt;br /&gt;Whether it be time u wash urself....&lt;br /&gt;Whether it be any moment..I wanna tat moment be ourz ..............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now Gudd-Bye Mah Gall for one last time....for one last time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Nevre wished to say Gud-Bye 2 U even in mah dreamm&lt;br /&gt;I dreamt of us running arnd the trees playing with each other...&lt;br /&gt;I dreamt of us sharing out dreamz and future...&lt;br /&gt;I dreamt of us sharing outself.....&lt;br /&gt;But ..Buttt I nvr dreamt of biding u Gud-bye mah gal....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gudd-Bye Mah Gall for one last time....for one last time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never wanted to wish u Gud-bye to you mah gal..&lt;br /&gt;I wished we be one 4 our life...&lt;br /&gt;I wished Mah life be Ours not minee....&lt;br /&gt;I wished we be together in whatever and wherever we are and we be..&lt;br /&gt;But Buttt i never wished even in mah dreadliest dreamz to say u Gud-Bye mah galll...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gudd-Bye Mah Gall for one last time....for one last time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nvr Nvrrr in mah life i wanted mah mouth to utter that dreadliest word with you..&lt;br /&gt;But Noww without you whatz there i gotta do??????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gotta wish I be with u....&lt;br /&gt;I gotta want the word 'Us' in mah life not 'I'...&lt;br /&gt;I gotaa dream of us....&lt;br /&gt;nd Nowww i gotta dreamm all those be true in Mahhhh Next Lifeeeeeeee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mah Heartttt,How can I be without "Uuuuuuuuu"???&lt;br /&gt;No one can ever be....... :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gudd-Bye Mah Gall for one last time....for one last time...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27189777-115833382954421387?l=trying2becreative.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trying2becreative.blogspot.com/feeds/115833382954421387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27189777&amp;postID=115833382954421387' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27189777/posts/default/115833382954421387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27189777/posts/default/115833382954421387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trying2becreative.blogspot.com/2006/09/good-bye.html' title='Good Bye.....'/><author><name>Rumm...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08226541200742776035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ru6pyTxXpUE/SvSmZLFq8tI/AAAAAAAACCc/YCQR4qSCRNA/S220/IMG_1293-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27189777.post-115621733043097652</id><published>2006-08-21T20:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T12:59:39.973-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rain in mah lifee.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6105/2856/1600/image003.png"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6105/2856/320/image003.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6105/2856/1600/45656909-O.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6105/2856/320/45656909-O.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rainnn get dry out of my life,&lt;br /&gt;Rainn make my life wet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Itz just droplets of water streaming throught the sky,&lt;br /&gt;Washing away droplets of sweat on face due to the evening smoke&lt;br /&gt;Washing away my morning bath remainz..&lt;br /&gt;Washing away all the dayz tiredness,&lt;br /&gt;Bringing in all my school boyz energy..&lt;br /&gt;Rain washed dry out of my life...&lt;br /&gt;Rainnn made my life wett...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taking away all the impure from the atmosphere,&lt;br /&gt;Taking away all the dirt in the surroundingz...&lt;br /&gt;Taking away the tearz from my eyez which nvr left me aftr my gal left..&lt;br /&gt;Rain took dry out of my life...&lt;br /&gt;Rainnn made my life wett...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rainnn bring life into my life...&lt;br /&gt;It brought me a holiday when in school..&lt;br /&gt;It brought a feeling of chill in me as one when i first kissed my gal,,,&lt;br /&gt;It brought me a deep hug from my gal...&lt;br /&gt;It brought me a feeling of happiness where my wordz failed to explain...&lt;br /&gt;Rainnn 'O' Rainn you brought life into my life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It rained joy in my life the moment I saw my gal...&lt;br /&gt;It rained kisses in my life when I was with my gal...&lt;br /&gt;It rained good-byez and wishes when my friendz left me..&lt;br /&gt;It rained tearz in my life when she left me....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It waz alwayz rainnn in my life&lt;br /&gt;Rain 'O' Rain Rainnnnn my lifeeeeeee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-To Rainnn which made me feel the way I 'mm....:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27189777-115621733043097652?l=trying2becreative.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trying2becreative.blogspot.com/feeds/115621733043097652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27189777&amp;postID=115621733043097652' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27189777/posts/default/115621733043097652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27189777/posts/default/115621733043097652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trying2becreative.blogspot.com/2006/08/rain-in-mah-lifee.html' title='Rain in mah lifee.....'/><author><name>Rumm...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08226541200742776035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ru6pyTxXpUE/SvSmZLFq8tI/AAAAAAAACCc/YCQR4qSCRNA/S220/IMG_1293-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27189777.post-115505233300556921</id><published>2006-08-08T08:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T13:00:17.473-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mah friend...........</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6105/2856/1600/noname.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6105/2856/320/noname.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frndddd...&lt;br /&gt;U made me happy,&lt;br /&gt;U filled my life with joy&lt;br /&gt;I woke up in the morning to find u in my side bed,&lt;br /&gt;Wishing me gud morning making me sleep saying that,&lt;br /&gt;Therz nothing we got to do this so early in the morning,&lt;br /&gt;Filling my life with swwettt dreams......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never realised b4 u told me that toothpaste is so swwet,&lt;br /&gt;And we are born with white teeth not needing our brushing...&lt;br /&gt;U filled my life with dreams&lt;br /&gt;U made my life taste swwet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never know catz and garden potz are waiting,&lt;br /&gt;For our breakfast milkb4 u actually told me that...&lt;br /&gt;I never know dogz are to be chained to their tailz,&lt;br /&gt;So resting their head(brain)...&lt;br /&gt;U got me out of troubles,&lt;br /&gt;U filled my life with sound..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never know cricket ball is stronger than ,&lt;br /&gt;That stupid Jimz window before you showed me that.&lt;br /&gt;I never know pain until u pinched me..&lt;br /&gt;I never know these small thngs until u made me to them..&lt;br /&gt;U made my life happy,U filled my life with joy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never know someone can make such a difference in my life&lt;br /&gt;Until u came into my life,&lt;br /&gt;I never know somethng of othrz can make me smile,&lt;br /&gt;Until U shared ur stupid thngs u did.&lt;br /&gt;I never know wat sharing makez to oneself until we shared thngz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally..&lt;br /&gt;I never know life is thiz colorful until u showed me it...&lt;br /&gt;I never know what freindship is without u..&lt;br /&gt;I never board a "Ship" without u my "Frnddd"&lt;br /&gt;I now can't thnk of Frndship without 'Uuuu' my frnddd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I won't say thiz for all my frndz.. bcos tat wud be a bluff...:&lt;br /&gt;-To my Frnd who iz sweeter thn Honeyyy..:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27189777-115505233300556921?l=trying2becreative.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trying2becreative.blogspot.com/feeds/115505233300556921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27189777&amp;postID=115505233300556921' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27189777/posts/default/115505233300556921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27189777/posts/default/115505233300556921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trying2becreative.blogspot.com/2006/08/mah-friend.html' title='Mah friend...........'/><author><name>Rumm...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08226541200742776035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ru6pyTxXpUE/SvSmZLFq8tI/AAAAAAAACCc/YCQR4qSCRNA/S220/IMG_1293-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27189777.post-115375423781391402</id><published>2006-07-24T08:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-17T03:04:56.223-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6105/2856/1600/95892b1ad9.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6105/2856/320/95892b1ad9.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Hate (them) for the rest of my life...&lt;br /&gt;U were all with me all these yearz tat went by&lt;br /&gt;and everythng was lovely and awesome,&lt;br /&gt;now from the very moment u left me they scuk my life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Hate (them) for the rest of my life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate all the eyes tat wished our depart&lt;br /&gt;I hate all the wishpers tat r reposible for our depart&lt;br /&gt;I hate all the wordz tat made the difference between us..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Hate (them) for the rest of my life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Hate the park benches tat seemz giggling at me&lt;br /&gt;I hate the dark cornerz of the theaterz as they sem 2 make me blind..&lt;br /&gt;I Hate this,I Hate that I hate all wherever we were&lt;br /&gt;All those make my life bitter.&lt;br /&gt;I Hate them for the rest of my life...&lt;br /&gt;I Hate them for the rest of my life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Hate the Red Rosez ,Y do they blossom these dayz,&lt;br /&gt;they make my heart red and reddd...&lt;br /&gt;I Hate the dairy pages for begin long these dayz enough&lt;br /&gt;for speechz of crooked leaders.&lt;br /&gt;I Hate my bike,y do it need a back seat...&lt;br /&gt;I Hate my long hair in which ur handz used to run thr,&lt;br /&gt;for making making me irritated.&lt;br /&gt;I Hate them for the rest of my life...&lt;br /&gt;I Hate them for the rest of my life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally I Hate, I Hate to Hate Uuuuuuu...(Y shud Ii??)&lt;br /&gt;Without Uuuuu they ,mean nothing,nothing to me...&lt;br /&gt;I Hate them ,I Hate them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Hate 2 Hate U all thr my life..&lt;br /&gt;Itz U and only Uuuuu tat metter me....&lt;br /&gt;       -To My Gal&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27189777-115375423781391402?l=trying2becreative.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trying2becreative.blogspot.com/feeds/115375423781391402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27189777&amp;postID=115375423781391402' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27189777/posts/default/115375423781391402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27189777/posts/default/115375423781391402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trying2becreative.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-hate-them-for-rest-of-my-life.html' title=''/><author><name>Rumm...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08226541200742776035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ru6pyTxXpUE/SvSmZLFq8tI/AAAAAAAACCc/YCQR4qSCRNA/S220/IMG_1293-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27189777.post-115310821011031539</id><published>2006-07-16T20:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-21T09:22:46.936-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6105/2856/1600/p15.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6105/2856/320/p15.1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love My Love fill Ligt in My Life&lt;br /&gt;Love My Love&lt;br /&gt;I saw u on a day tat day never happened before,&lt;br /&gt;my eyez gleew ,my earz eager not to miss a single whisper of u,&lt;br /&gt;my nose smelled u,never caring the cold which troubled it all the dayz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love My Love fill Ligt in My Life&lt;br /&gt;I was alwayz with u ,sometimez behing u watching if somez is pushing u,&lt;br /&gt;sometimez forward wathcing out 4 any ditchez on ur way...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love My Love fill Ligt in My Life&lt;br /&gt;I was alwyz with u like a star watching u all alng&lt;br /&gt;sometimez overshawdowed by the sun..but whoz care'sss&lt;br /&gt;i was all wayz with u..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love My Love fill Ligt in My Life&lt;br /&gt;I hav one thng to say to u&lt;br /&gt;"I 'm here to be Urz"&lt;br /&gt;someday when ligt seizes out of ur life..wen day appearz dark ..&lt;br /&gt;Remember tat&lt;br /&gt;"I'm  here to be urz.."..i waz alwyz there far behing wathcing 4 u ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love My Love fill Ligt in My Life&lt;br /&gt;                                        -To My Gal Whom I may never reach ..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27189777-115310821011031539?l=trying2becreative.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trying2becreative.blogspot.com/feeds/115310821011031539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27189777&amp;postID=115310821011031539' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27189777/posts/default/115310821011031539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27189777/posts/default/115310821011031539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trying2becreative.blogspot.com/2006/07/love-my-love-fill-ligt-in-my-life-love.html' title=''/><author><name>Rumm...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08226541200742776035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ru6pyTxXpUE/SvSmZLFq8tI/AAAAAAAACCc/YCQR4qSCRNA/S220/IMG_1293-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27189777.post-115184458568860501</id><published>2006-07-02T05:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-05T02:18:11.953-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6105/2856/1600/16939743.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6105/2856/320/16939743.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Gal in pink    .............&lt;br /&gt;The Gal in pink made me sink...&lt;br /&gt;in the deepest bottom of the sea in a brink...&lt;br /&gt;The gal in pink...made my life pink..&lt;br /&gt;She made me think dayz and nigtz..&lt;br /&gt;she made me shrink to half and half and made me ,droplet of sweat rolling over her cheek,&lt;br /&gt;the gal in pink..&lt;br /&gt;she made me shrink to a tiny thng allowing  me to be by her side all the time&lt;br /&gt;i saw her&lt;br /&gt;    her hair asking me to pass my hands through it..&lt;br /&gt;    her cheek thr to be kissed and her lips made me crzy as i never b4&lt;br /&gt;The gal in pink ,the gal in pink..made my life pink..&lt;br /&gt;droplet of water fell from her mouth making the swwetest water i ever tasted..&lt;br /&gt;her ear rings made my church bells and she made my goddess not allowing my eyes&lt;br /&gt;a brink of rest...&lt;br /&gt;i shrink into her to become one and tat made my moment of my life...&lt;br /&gt;the gal in pink the gal in pink became "the gal in my lifee" :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27189777-115184458568860501?l=trying2becreative.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trying2becreative.blogspot.com/feeds/115184458568860501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27189777&amp;postID=115184458568860501' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27189777/posts/default/115184458568860501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27189777/posts/default/115184458568860501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trying2becreative.blogspot.com/2006/07/gal-in-pink.html' title=''/><author><name>Rumm...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08226541200742776035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ru6pyTxXpUE/SvSmZLFq8tI/AAAAAAAACCc/YCQR4qSCRNA/S220/IMG_1293-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27189777.post-114803365190720477</id><published>2006-05-19T03:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-05T02:20:00.726-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6105/2856/1600/card1.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6105/2856/320/card1.1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Freinds .....................r 2  be 4 ever .....4 each other.....&lt;br /&gt;This is how i tried to relate frnds with something in nature...&lt;br /&gt;If the sun in beind the hill it is a beautiful scenery,&lt;br /&gt;but when the sun is alone its too hot to handlle,&lt;br /&gt;and the hill looks like a stony alley..&lt;br /&gt;such is the relationship between frnds...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There will be meaning 4  "me" only when there is   " UUu"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                -This is 4 Uuuuuuu..........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27189777-114803365190720477?l=trying2becreative.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trying2becreative.blogspot.com/feeds/114803365190720477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27189777&amp;postID=114803365190720477' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27189777/posts/default/114803365190720477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27189777/posts/default/114803365190720477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trying2becreative.blogspot.com/2006/05/freinds.html' title=''/><author><name>Rumm...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08226541200742776035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ru6pyTxXpUE/SvSmZLFq8tI/AAAAAAAACCc/YCQR4qSCRNA/S220/IMG_1293-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27189777.post-114682980436124969</id><published>2006-05-05T04:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-05T04:50:04.366-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I Lov UUuuu!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the very moment I first saw u,my eyes were in constant search for in in my vicinity and the moment they succed my heart stops beating....{hey donno worry only for tat moment :)  }....regaining my breath i never close my eyes as it happens rarely...and there very moments make my life..and are the ones to cherish for the times ur not thr in front of me...&lt;br /&gt;  Ur everything for me and i know there is a very chance for me being nothing to uu..and the difference being only "My Lov for UU"....&lt;br /&gt;  And i finally...i try to say u something which happens to be nothing but "I Lov Uuuu"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27189777-114682980436124969?l=trying2becreative.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trying2becreative.blogspot.com/feeds/114682980436124969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27189777&amp;postID=114682980436124969' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27189777/posts/default/114682980436124969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27189777/posts/default/114682980436124969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trying2becreative.blogspot.com/2006/05/i-lov-uuuuu-from-very-moment-i-first.html' title=''/><author><name>Rumm...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08226541200742776035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ru6pyTxXpUE/SvSmZLFq8tI/AAAAAAAACCc/YCQR4qSCRNA/S220/IMG_1293-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27189777.post-114666694023026000</id><published>2006-05-03T07:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-03T07:35:40.230-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Y Y and Y?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U and me were two very distant objects and  as time moved U and me were destined to study in the same place..............&lt;br /&gt;  I wish , I hadn't seen u...but i have seen u..&lt;br /&gt;  I wish i hadn't thought of u ...but i thought of u day &amp; nigt....&lt;br /&gt;  I wish i don't dream of u...but i dream't of u ...&lt;br /&gt;  I wish i was not by ur side in the dreams ....but i was..&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;     And finally I wish if this many things happen Y don't u be by my side for the rest of my life???&lt;br /&gt;I coudn't answer that Y Y and Y?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27189777-114666694023026000?l=trying2becreative.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trying2becreative.blogspot.com/feeds/114666694023026000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27189777&amp;postID=114666694023026000' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27189777/posts/default/114666694023026000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27189777/posts/default/114666694023026000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trying2becreative.blogspot.com/2006/05/y-y-and-y-u-and-me-were-two-very.html' title=''/><author><name>Rumm...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08226541200742776035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ru6pyTxXpUE/SvSmZLFq8tI/AAAAAAAACCc/YCQR4qSCRNA/S220/IMG_1293-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27189777.post-114666645751925352</id><published>2006-05-03T07:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-03T07:27:37.526-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Learning Learning &amp; Learning!!  &lt;br /&gt; I learnt to&lt;br /&gt;                 share things i have from a crow,&lt;br /&gt;                 bark at the enemy from a dog,&lt;br /&gt;                 carry load of others from a donkey,&lt;br /&gt;                laugh every moment in the life from UU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                After All ur one of them.......;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27189777-114666645751925352?l=trying2becreative.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trying2becreative.blogspot.com/feeds/114666645751925352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27189777&amp;postID=114666645751925352' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27189777/posts/default/114666645751925352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27189777/posts/default/114666645751925352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trying2becreative.blogspot.com/2006/05/learning-learning.html' title=''/><author><name>Rumm...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08226541200742776035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ru6pyTxXpUE/SvSmZLFq8tI/AAAAAAAACCc/YCQR4qSCRNA/S220/IMG_1293-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27189777.post-114621963915400848</id><published>2006-04-28T02:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-28T03:30:47.563-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6105/2856/1600/mur2.jpg"&gt;Its all me&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6105/2856/320/mur2.jpg" alt="" 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/27189777-114621963915400848?l=trying2becreative.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trying2becreative.blogspot.com/feeds/114621963915400848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27189777&amp;postID=114621963915400848' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27189777/posts/default/114621963915400848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27189777/posts/default/114621963915400848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trying2becreative.blogspot.com/2006/04/its-all-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Rumm...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08226541200742776035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ru6pyTxXpUE/SvSmZLFq8tI/AAAAAAAACCc/YCQR4qSCRNA/S220/IMG_1293-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
