<?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-7254295350292238082</id><updated>2011-11-27T15:20:04.005-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Astitav</title><subtitle type='html'>hume pata nhi dil ki manzil kahan hai,
hum to unke peeche peeche chalte rahenge,
safar khatam kar denge wahin par,
jahan tak unke kadam le chalenge....!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murasim.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7254295350292238082/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murasim.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>devil_inside</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18365486862648085710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>13</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7254295350292238082.post-8778617970356427025</id><published>2008-06-17T15:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T15:35:38.275-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wat u Think abt LOVE???</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_7qp9uJCZhkA/SFg8FdvLPzI/AAAAAAAAAB0/8CV517h19e0/s1600-h/aaa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_7qp9uJCZhkA/SFg8FdvLPzI/AAAAAAAAAB0/8CV517h19e0/s320/aaa.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212982633260859186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“Love means exposing yourself to the pain of being hurt, deeply hurt by someone you trust.”&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Have you ever been in love? Horrible isn't it? It makes you so vulnerable. It opens your chest and it opens up your heart and it means that someone can get inside you and mess you up. You build up all these defenses, you build up a whole suit of armor, so that nothing can hurt you, then one stupid person, no different from any other stupid person, wanders into your stupid life...You give them a piece of you. They didn't ask for it. They did something dumb one day, like smile at you, and then your life isn't your own anymore. Love takes hostages. It gets inside you. It eats you out and leaves you crying in the darkness, so simple a phrase like 'maybe we should be just friends' turns into a glass splinter working its way into your heart. It hurts. Not just in the imagination. Not just in the mind. It's a soul-hurt, a real gets-inside-you-and-rips-you-apart pain.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7254295350292238082-8778617970356427025?l=murasim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murasim.blogspot.com/feeds/8778617970356427025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7254295350292238082&amp;postID=8778617970356427025' title='40 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7254295350292238082/posts/default/8778617970356427025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7254295350292238082/posts/default/8778617970356427025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murasim.blogspot.com/2008/06/wat-u-think-abt-love.html' title='Wat u Think abt LOVE???'/><author><name>devil_inside</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18365486862648085710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_7qp9uJCZhkA/SFg8FdvLPzI/AAAAAAAAAB0/8CV517h19e0/s72-c/aaa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>40</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7254295350292238082.post-369118594773103447</id><published>2008-06-16T14:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T14:04:28.776-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ban Ju Gal???</title><content type='html'>Date: April 18, 2008 &lt;br /&gt;Venue: Chandigarh(A 5 Star Hotel)&lt;br /&gt;Event: Road Show of Canadian Universities&lt;br /&gt;Time: 1:30PM&lt;br /&gt;Characters: Sunil Dogra&lt;br /&gt;                   Gurpreet Basra&lt;br /&gt;                   Priya&lt;br /&gt;                   Divya {Priya’s Frnd}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Subah se hi main aur Basra Chandigarh aaye hue the.Basre ko Canadian Road Show me jaana tha,aur main whela banda dhakke se hi uske saath fas gya tha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bus me Basre ko pt alga k he got 7.5 bands in IELTS(adde khante ch 50 waar das taa saale ne),so he was happy n I was cnfused(eh ho kiwen gya????) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we reached the destination aur wo bhi sirf 2 ghante late(wow…amazing naa???)&lt;br /&gt;Hotel to badia tha…(aur pta hai usme AC bhi tha…haaaaa)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reception par SOFA set the aur Hotel Staff uspe baithne ko allow bhi kar rha tha.To main baith gya.Basra sahib ander interview dene chale gaye.Unhe kam se kam 2 yaa 3 ghante lagne the. To main 2- 3 ghante k liye bilkul whela tha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2:00 k karib 2 ladkiyaan aayin…sayad 10+2 ki thin,and mere samne wake SOFa par baith gayin.Ab kuch karne ko tha nhi aur un ladkion k alawa mujhe kuch dikh bhi nhi raha tha,so maine unse baat krne ki koshish ki….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me : Aapki flight kab hai?&lt;br /&gt;Div :wat?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Aapki flight kab hai Canada ki?Suna hai ye sab ko Canada bhej rahen hain aaj hi&lt;br /&gt;Pri: ha ha..nhi aaj nhi…kch din baad&lt;br /&gt;Me: Oh mujhe lga aaj hi…to aapko bhi jaana hai Canada?&lt;br /&gt;Pri: Haan.Tabhi to aaye hain.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Canada jaoge to yahaan ka kya hoga?&lt;br /&gt;Div: Kya?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Mera matlab desh ka talent bahar jayega to India ka kya hoga…&lt;br /&gt;Div: Yahi matlab tha??&lt;br /&gt;Me: Haan…par India ko nuksaan aur bhi hoga.Aap gye to ladkon ka kya hoga!!!&lt;br /&gt;Pri: Kyun?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Don’t take in wrong sense. India me waise hi sex ratio kam hai.Aaap dono gyi ton aour gir jayegi. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Priya &amp; Divya both laughed&lt;br /&gt;Div: k…interesting&lt;br /&gt;Me: Interesting nhi Mam Tragedy hai ye aur aap has rahi hain?&lt;br /&gt;Div: 2 k jaane se kya hoga?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Boond Boond se sagar bharta hai madam.Agar sab yahi sochengi to ho gya banta dhar.&lt;br /&gt;Div: Sahi hai...waise aap ne nhi jaana Canada?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Jana hai...par mujhe jaane nhi dete.&lt;br /&gt;Div: Kyun?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Kehte hain aap over talented,over qualified hain.&lt;br /&gt;Div: To aap krte kya hain?&lt;br /&gt;Me: 3 saal se 10+2 pe research kr rha hun…poori nhi hui.&lt;br /&gt;Pri: Oh..kya baat hai?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Yahi baat hai ji.&lt;br /&gt;Div: To yahaan kaise?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Bharatwasion ko SEE OFF krne aaya hun.Socha sayad koi dost ban jaye…&lt;br /&gt;Pri: To bana koi?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Pichle das minute se koshish kar raha hun Sayad agle das minute me ban jaye.&lt;br /&gt;Div: oh oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;…………..to kya hua aage…..janiye agle blog me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7254295350292238082-369118594773103447?l=murasim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murasim.blogspot.com/feeds/369118594773103447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7254295350292238082&amp;postID=369118594773103447' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7254295350292238082/posts/default/369118594773103447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7254295350292238082/posts/default/369118594773103447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murasim.blogspot.com/2008/06/ban-ju-gal.html' title='Ban Ju Gal???'/><author><name>devil_inside</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18365486862648085710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7254295350292238082.post-2223300299309427386</id><published>2007-06-27T07:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-27T08:18:09.481-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Anant Udaan</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_7qp9uJCZhkA/RoJ--aPtkfI/AAAAAAAAABg/yFEw9t_GQ5M/s1600-h/vreduced.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_7qp9uJCZhkA/RoJ--aPtkfI/AAAAAAAAABg/yFEw9t_GQ5M/s320/vreduced.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080762940289552882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kuch din pehle maine ek pakshi dekha....goin frm one branch to another of tree.....and than from one tree to another&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;                         kabhi yahaan ghosla banana suru karta to kabhi vahaan....adha ghosla banta to beech main hi chodh kar doosri jagah banana suru kar deta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                         bahut din nikal gaye....es baar maine phir wahi pakshi dekha...fir talaash karta hua apne ghar ki....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                          door se dikh raheen theen uski kee huin aadhi adhoori koshishen,uske aadhe adoore sapne aur uska aadha ghar....phir bhi bhatak raha tha edhar udhar apne asli manjil ki talaash main&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                           even today i didnt find myself different from that bird,just roaming here and their in search of final destination and having a&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                             Aimless Flight...Anant Udaan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7254295350292238082-2223300299309427386?l=murasim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murasim.blogspot.com/feeds/2223300299309427386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7254295350292238082&amp;postID=2223300299309427386' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7254295350292238082/posts/default/2223300299309427386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7254295350292238082/posts/default/2223300299309427386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murasim.blogspot.com/2007/06/anant-udaan.html' title='Anant Udaan'/><author><name>devil_inside</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18365486862648085710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_7qp9uJCZhkA/RoJ--aPtkfI/AAAAAAAAABg/yFEw9t_GQ5M/s72-c/vreduced.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7254295350292238082.post-7838503038142268165</id><published>2007-06-03T09:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-03T09:29:43.820-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SHITAR -O-SHITRI AT TAGORE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DATE June 31,2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;4:45&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;paper khatam ho chukka tha……aur mera erada tha hostel jaa ke sone ka.tabhi I see Mushki...oneof my good frnds.he say in his very lazy style”chal yaaaaaaaaaar dogreaaaaaaaa movie dekhan chaliyeeeee”&lt;br /&gt;Mere sir main dard tha so I simply refused.phir hum book issue karwane ke liye MEENA ji ke saath chal pade library.Mere charan dekhte hi library ke darwaze band ho gaye. Hawaon ne apna rukh badal liya.sign board ulte ho gaye.billiaan (cats) apna rasta badal ke mera rasta katne lagin…. Par main chalta raha aur akhir book issue karwa li.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;5:30&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hamara GANG pauhanch gaya tha SR. Ab sab jane ke mood me the.but i was still refusing. Par mujh garib aur kamjor insaan ka koi jor na chala….phir hame jana hi pada…..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;6:15&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were going toward gate..par main verka ruk gaya kucj khan eke liye.after 10 min we all started to a WALK ON THE LONELY ROAD. Jab AUTO kiya hi tha to MUSHKI ji juice peene chale gaye…Then hamesha ki tarah 30 min se bhi late paunche.Scene chal raha tha MAYA GANG ki intro ka.INTRO of their Sharp Shooter…Tushaar Kapur.WAt a comedy scene…rearlly gud.Interwel tak to Comedy achi thi…MAYA GANG daraa raha tha aur log hamari baton par has rahe the.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;7:55&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;INTERVEL ho gaya..hamare GANG me se awaaz aayi…OYE IDEA KIHDA SI????? Phir ek aur buland awaaz DOGRE DA!!! Phir ek saath BULAND NAARE -----MAAROOOOO&lt;br /&gt;Basre ne 2 laga deen…aur main kamjor insaan baith gaya….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;8:10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INTERVEL khatam…agla half to aur bhi comedy tha…..sabse jyada to “e ganpat…daru laade” (Par saala GANPAT tha kaun?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;9:00&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE END… Big B aur Diya Mirza(aaye hayeeeeeeeee) ke question ke baad maine phir awaaz lagai “AJJ FILM DEKHAN LAYI JYADA UTSUK KAUN SI??”&lt;br /&gt;Bahut saari awaazen PAPPUUUUUUU&lt;br /&gt;Phir maine pappu ko do laga deen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Issi ke saath SHOOTOUT AT LOKANDWALA ke saath hamare&lt;br /&gt;SHITAR -O-SHITRI AT TAGORE &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;ka show bhi khatam hua&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hope u enjoy tat…..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OUR GANG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Raman ----- Nesty&lt;br /&gt;Nitin ----- BR(don’t ask full foam)&lt;br /&gt;Vikram Meena ----- Sweet Poisen&lt;br /&gt;Basra ------ Mehso&lt;br /&gt;Honey ----- Pappuuuuuuuuuuu&lt;br /&gt;Gagan ----- Grudge 3&lt;br /&gt;.............and it the END&lt;br /&gt;ME &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dogra ..................The DON &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7254295350292238082-7838503038142268165?l=murasim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murasim.blogspot.com/feeds/7838503038142268165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7254295350292238082&amp;postID=7838503038142268165' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7254295350292238082/posts/default/7838503038142268165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7254295350292238082/posts/default/7838503038142268165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murasim.blogspot.com/2007/06/date-june-312007-445-paper-khatam-ho.html' title='SHITAR -O-SHITRI AT TAGORE'/><author><name>devil_inside</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18365486862648085710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7254295350292238082.post-4943519816960703851</id><published>2007-04-14T04:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-14T04:37:37.257-07:00</updated><title type='text'>KAL HO NA HO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Life is a game of cards&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. A good player can get bad cards and a bad player can get good cards. But the game depends on the player not on cards. Bad player can loose in spite of having good cards and Good one can win with bad cards just by his game.&lt;br /&gt;So it doesn’t matter what u got the thing which matter is how u do!!!&lt;br /&gt;A best player didn’t do best, he did &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HIS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; best.&lt;br /&gt;So cheer up.do pal ki is zindgi main sirf time ki kammi hai.so do best u can do.enjoy every moment.pata nahi ye sama&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;KAL HO NA HO!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7254295350292238082-4943519816960703851?l=murasim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murasim.blogspot.com/feeds/4943519816960703851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7254295350292238082&amp;postID=4943519816960703851' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7254295350292238082/posts/default/4943519816960703851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7254295350292238082/posts/default/4943519816960703851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murasim.blogspot.com/2007/04/kal-ho-na-ho.html' title='KAL HO NA HO'/><author><name>devil_inside</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18365486862648085710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7254295350292238082.post-5116281309380062404</id><published>2007-03-30T18:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-30T18:28:15.486-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thakkenelia or Saturnalia???</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;I know that i m very late for this post but "Kabhi Nahi Se Der Bhali".&lt;br /&gt;So lets talk about our national level fest SATURNALIA or Thakkenelia???&lt;br /&gt;U will ask why it is Thakkenelia.So lets prove Saturnalia is &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Thakkenelia!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Proof1.&lt;/span&gt; More than Half of the Money was recoverd from students mainly Hosteliers.Bas jawakan nu fasa ke rakh ta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Proof2&lt;/span&gt;. Poora sem GURDAS MANN kahte rahe aur end main &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Thakke&lt;/span&gt; nal Jassi bula liya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Proof3.&lt;/span&gt; Kayi events main bahar se koi team nahi aayi.Aur jisme aayi usme Thapar ko &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Thakke&lt;/span&gt; Se 1st ya 2nd kar diya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Proof4.&lt;/span&gt; Discipline comm. ne kissi bahar wale ko ander aane nahe diya aur apne saathion ko &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Thakke&lt;/span&gt; se ghusa liya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Proof5.&lt;/span&gt; Ek hi poster ko &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;hakke&lt;/span&gt; se har jagah laga diya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Proof6.&lt;/span&gt; Har dramatics ke event main &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Thakke&lt;/span&gt; se mujhe daal liya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;So hence proved that Saturnalia=Thakkenelia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7254295350292238082-5116281309380062404?l=murasim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murasim.blogspot.com/feeds/5116281309380062404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7254295350292238082&amp;postID=5116281309380062404' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7254295350292238082/posts/default/5116281309380062404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7254295350292238082/posts/default/5116281309380062404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murasim.blogspot.com/2007/03/thakkenelia-or-saturnalia.html' title='Thakkenelia or Saturnalia???'/><author><name>devil_inside</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18365486862648085710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7254295350292238082.post-8088203328076840753</id><published>2007-03-30T15:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-30T18:35:37.338-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hamara KURUSHETRA!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_7qp9uJCZhkA/Rg2p5KnIcVI/AAAAAAAAAAc/PWDrqkU6n_E/s1600-h/good-and-evil.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_7qp9uJCZhkA/Rg2mwanIcTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2vMXxM8omB0/s1600-h/350px-Kurukshetrawar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047874108059578674" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" height="169" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_7qp9uJCZhkA/Rg2mwanIcTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2vMXxM8omB0/s320/350px-Kurukshetrawar.jpg" width="286" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;KURUSHETRA:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;har insaan Arjun hai,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Har samay Dwapar,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Har jagah hai ek... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;KURUSHETRA&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;By ME!(mere blog ch main hi likhonga)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;KURUSHETRA hai ek karam bhoomi.Jahan par har koi apne karam karta hai aur uska fall(fruit) prapat karta hai.Koi jeet jata hai aur koi haar.Par karam to karna hi padta hai.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Par karam bhi do tarah ke hain.Acha aur Bura.Ab acha kya hai aur bura kya kissi ko nahi pata.Bas jo Pandit Ji acha kahen woh acha aur jisse bura kahen woh bura.Hame apna dimag lagane ki kya jaroorat hai???&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Par phir bhi shatir aur shararti dimag sochta to hai.Kehte hain(kaun kehta hai pata nahi)....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Mandir todho Masjid todho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;par e bande kisi ka dil mat todho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ek dil hi to saaf cheez hoti hai jahan bhagwan rehta hai. baki insaan hai hi kya,jhooth ka kafan lapete hue ik chalti firti laash!!! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Jo hota hai ache ke liye hota hai&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Main nahi kehta tumhari GITA me likha hai&lt;/span&gt;.( from movie AKS).To kya acha bura sab phelle se decided ha?to phir hum itna sochte kyun hain kuch karne se phele?Jo mann me aata hai karo.Who is the world to stop us!!! Par phir Mahapurush apne aap ko badalne ko kyun kehte hain?( unhone AKS nahi dekhi ya GITA nahi padi?) .&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Mujhe to kuch samaj nahi aaya.Sayad aap ko aaya ho.If yes,kindly tell me..........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7254295350292238082-8088203328076840753?l=murasim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murasim.blogspot.com/feeds/8088203328076840753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7254295350292238082&amp;postID=8088203328076840753' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7254295350292238082/posts/default/8088203328076840753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7254295350292238082/posts/default/8088203328076840753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murasim.blogspot.com/2007/03/hamara-kurushetra.html' title='hamara KURUSHETRA!!!'/><author><name>devil_inside</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18365486862648085710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7qp9uJCZhkA/Rg2mwanIcTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2vMXxM8omB0/s72-c/350px-Kurukshetrawar.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7254295350292238082.post-2943327943290717735</id><published>2007-03-23T09:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-23T10:23:11.704-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Is 'THIS' a tribute???</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today on 23rd of March 23, 2007 we remember some of our great soldiers Saheed Bhagat Singh , Rajguru and Sukhdev . Yesterday on 22 March lke every year one notice was on Notice Board requesting all boyz to wear Kurta Pajama n Turban and Salwar Kamiz for girls.&lt;br /&gt;So on the same day many volunteers come with turbans.Most of them were the ppl who didn’t know anything abt ‘Pooni’ or ‘Kesh’ but still they come with Turbon either to pay tribute or to make fun.&lt;br /&gt;I ask some of 2nd year guyz abt Bhagat Singh but they aid we didn’t know much(What a shame!). So than I start thinking is only turban or kura pajama is tribute to that warrior???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;“Saheedo ki chitaon par lagenge har baras mele,&lt;br /&gt;Watan par marne walon ka yahi baki nishan hoga”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We r working on the same lines.mela lagao aur bhul jao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What we r doing for the values and morals for which he gave his life? Bhagat Singh gave life for the dissimilarity British people do with us. They(Bhagat and his frnds) fight for their rights, for our fights.They fight for right of equality!!!&lt;br /&gt;Brithishers do the same with us wat we do wit any Ricksaw wala or with any other whom we call ‘Bahiya’.So today we have to expect another Bhagat Singh(or Bhagat Ram) from that side.They also have self respect.They are also Indians.They also have rights and they can fight for their rights and respect.&lt;br /&gt;Today if we really want to pay homage to that great son of Punjab we have to pay attention towards his morals all over the life not on a special day.We have to pay respect every Indian every Human and fight for our right and glory (along with other’s)as he did .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7254295350292238082-2943327943290717735?l=murasim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murasim.blogspot.com/feeds/2943327943290717735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7254295350292238082&amp;postID=2943327943290717735' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7254295350292238082/posts/default/2943327943290717735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7254295350292238082/posts/default/2943327943290717735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murasim.blogspot.com/2007/03/is-this-tribute.html' title='Is &apos;THIS&apos; a tribute???'/><author><name>devil_inside</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18365486862648085710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7254295350292238082.post-6937629811389102179</id><published>2007-03-23T08:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-23T09:00:54.562-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Awake INDIA Awake</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;think you have no right to take ur own decision &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;think you cant do anything urself independently &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;think you are not allowed to make frnds of ur own &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;think you have no right to raise voice abt voilence against urself &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;think you have no right to even take birth &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;think you are a WOMEN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;WOMEN: &lt;/div&gt;you can feel her divinity in form of MOTHER&lt;br /&gt;innocence in form of DAUGHTER&lt;br /&gt;dedication in form of WIFE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;she is women...&lt;br /&gt;but why she is not allowed to take breath which is given to herby GOD?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Everyone is against female feticide than who is doing it??? GuyS from MARS???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Awake india awake else be prepare to study girls in History classes&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7254295350292238082-6937629811389102179?l=murasim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murasim.blogspot.com/feeds/6937629811389102179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7254295350292238082&amp;postID=6937629811389102179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7254295350292238082/posts/default/6937629811389102179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7254295350292238082/posts/default/6937629811389102179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murasim.blogspot.com/2007/03/awake-india-awake.html' title='Awake INDIA Awake'/><author><name>devil_inside</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18365486862648085710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7254295350292238082.post-7331651164897629133</id><published>2007-03-23T08:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-23T08:54:50.655-07:00</updated><title type='text'>AATMA YA PARMATMA???</title><content type='html'>Who m i???           &lt;br /&gt;                                           you wanna know???                            &lt;br /&gt;                                                                                        m not spiderman!!!&lt;br /&gt;                              one of our faculty used to ask a question "who m i?".He ask from everyone.each time he ask i wanna say many things.but didint.i think my frnds didint want to listen those type of things from me.but here who is to stop me???                    &lt;br /&gt;                                        &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;So hun taan sari khundak kadonga!!! Buraaaaaaaaa&lt;/span&gt;        &lt;br /&gt;                                                Everyone says GOD is inside you.So by this I M GOD.Now u will ask Where r ur powers? Answer is who said Godhas power? Have u seen? Definately NO.So i m GOD&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(Huiii! jit gaye)&lt;/span&gt;                  &lt;br /&gt;                                             I think GOD i a feeling. He is a part of urs.until u remember  him  alwayz u cant find him anywhere else.Aatma hi Parmatma hai(M not talking abt Aatma Ram Trivedi).So if u wanna get GOD find in urself."Mandir" and "Gurudawaras"tries to remember u the path towards GOD so better visit them(not in exam times bcoz GOD didnt know how to solve numericals)         &lt;br /&gt;                                               It is you who make distance frm GOD.Alwayz feel him near to you and you will find that woh(GOD) to aapke saaye se bhi &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;nazdeek&lt;/span&gt; hai.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7254295350292238082-7331651164897629133?l=murasim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murasim.blogspot.com/feeds/7331651164897629133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7254295350292238082&amp;postID=7331651164897629133' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7254295350292238082/posts/default/7331651164897629133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7254295350292238082/posts/default/7331651164897629133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murasim.blogspot.com/2007/03/aatma-ya-parmatma.html' title='AATMA YA PARMATMA???'/><author><name>devil_inside</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18365486862648085710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7254295350292238082.post-6235887040248971098</id><published>2007-03-21T10:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-23T10:22:29.355-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Songs n my life</title><content type='html'>SONGS…….they r really soul of life. I like music very much but just listen to Punjabi or Hindi (as I m unable to understand wat the hell ppl wanna say in English one!!! ).Thnx to one of my frnd “DEMONZ” i.e. Basra who provide me the lyrics.Than I rearlly find all songs related to my life&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Let’s see how:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. whenever I wanna say smthing to GOD I just wanna say:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Even in my heart I see&lt;br /&gt;You're not bein' true to me&lt;br /&gt;Deep within my soul I feel&lt;br /&gt;Nothing's like it used to be&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I wish I could turn back time&lt;br /&gt;Impossible as it may seem&lt;br /&gt;But I wish I could so bad baby&lt;br /&gt;Quit play's games with my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. But “aap akele aaye the akele jaoge”. These words always compel my heart to say:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I walk a lonely road&lt;br /&gt;The only one that I have ever known&lt;br /&gt;Don't know where it goes&lt;br /&gt;But it's home to me and I walk alone&lt;br /&gt;I walk alone&lt;br /&gt;I walk alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Everytime I fail, Everytime I say:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;This is for the ones who stood their ground &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;For Tommy and Gina who never backed down &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Tomorrow's getting harder make no mistake Luck ain't even lucky &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Got to make your own breaks&lt;br /&gt;It’s ur life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Whenever I look back to my life,my heat just say:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Life goes on as it never ends&lt;br /&gt;Eyes of stone observe the trends&lt;br /&gt;They never say forever gaze&lt;br /&gt;Guilty roads to an endless love&lt;br /&gt;There's no control&lt;br /&gt;Are you with me now&lt;br /&gt;Your every wish will be done&lt;br /&gt;They tell me&lt;br /&gt;(Show me the meaning of being lonely)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. And,to my all frnds, I just wanna say:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Keep the beat up, why, I'm gonna turn your heat up&lt;br /&gt;Gonna get you on the floor, gonna burn your feet up&lt;br /&gt;Rockin' you, like I never rocked you before&lt;br /&gt;Like the way I do, got you screamin' for more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We will, we will rock all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7254295350292238082-6235887040248971098?l=murasim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murasim.blogspot.com/feeds/6235887040248971098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7254295350292238082&amp;postID=6235887040248971098' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7254295350292238082/posts/default/6235887040248971098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7254295350292238082/posts/default/6235887040248971098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murasim.blogspot.com/2007/03/songs-n-my-life.html' title='Songs n my life'/><author><name>devil_inside</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18365486862648085710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7254295350292238082.post-92605197094828394</id><published>2007-03-18T14:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-30T18:28:32.200-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Amazing Experiance</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;so its my frst blog.rearlly i didnt know wat to write.now i will discuss with u an amazing experience .baat hai exams ki.2nd year last semester,2nd last exam.saari raat light nahi thi aur hamesa ki tarah padne ka mood bhi nahi tha.so i just cme to rum and sochna suru kiya duniya aur iski maaya ke baare me.kuch ajeeb par acha mehsoos ho raha tha.jab raat ke 3 baje phir tension hui exam ki.tab bas bhagwan yaad aa raha tha.phir kya tha 10 minute tension li phir so gaya.aur yahin se suruwat hui us experiance ki.neend main ik sapne aaya.main thapar ke main gatepar tha aur mere samne the GOD(ek structure jo sirf dhoen[smoke] ka tha).phir unhone mere haath se ek lokat liya aur apne dil par lagaya.(unke dil wali jagah khali thi).itne main meri neend khul gayi.15 minute baad exam tha.4 ghante tak kuch pata hi nahi laga ki hua kya.usi din hamari class ki topper ladki ne pucha "paper kaise hua?"(vaise usne kabhi koi baat nahi ki thi mere saath).maine kya kaha pata nahi.but usi din se ek ajjeb sa ehsaas hota hai kisi ke saath hone ka.us ke baad mera bahut bura result aaya.GOD didnt help me.but mentally i bcme more strong than earlier HOW?i didnt know.but two line give me answer of whole incident&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"when GOD helps u, u have trust on him&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;when he didnt, he has trust on u"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7254295350292238082-92605197094828394?l=murasim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murasim.blogspot.com/feeds/92605197094828394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7254295350292238082&amp;postID=92605197094828394' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7254295350292238082/posts/default/92605197094828394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7254295350292238082/posts/default/92605197094828394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murasim.blogspot.com/2007/03/so-its-my-frst-blog.html' title='Amazing Experiance'/><author><name>devil_inside</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18365486862648085710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7254295350292238082.post-7815704246669145666</id><published>2007-03-18T13:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-18T13:01:17.654-07:00</updated><title type='text'>smthing new???</title><content type='html'>hi.m on BLOG now!!!&lt;br /&gt;                     is "smthing new" in it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7254295350292238082-7815704246669145666?l=murasim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murasim.blogspot.com/feeds/7815704246669145666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7254295350292238082&amp;postID=7815704246669145666' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7254295350292238082/posts/default/7815704246669145666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7254295350292238082/posts/default/7815704246669145666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murasim.blogspot.com/2007/03/smthing-new.html' title='smthing new???'/><author><name>devil_inside</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18365486862648085710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
