<?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-316435217506890826</id><updated>2012-01-27T13:55:44.390-08:00</updated><category term='guilt'/><category term='realisations'/><category term='ANNIVERSARY'/><category term='LOVE...'/><title type='text'>DROPLETS IN A BUCKET........</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveaccesssdenied.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/316435217506890826/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveaccesssdenied.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>MaNiSh DaLwAnI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00687140065828025065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-d_acrFKQxkw/TjluKBTFhkI/AAAAAAAAADE/wkBuP04D4NY/s220/310720112499.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>26</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-316435217506890826.post-4577241300096609564</id><published>2011-08-03T08:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-03T08:45:25.037-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LOVE...'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ANNIVERSARY'/><title type='text'>5 .....beautiFuL MoMeNtS........</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;HEY BABY.....&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; here we are another beautiful month of our amazing journey has completed......feels like a cool breeze just brushed and went on.......to start with ......I LOVE YOU N....AND i have spent the most beautiful n unforgettable moments of my life with you in past few months........life is really uncertain sometimes in most beautiful ways beyond one can imagine.......everyone one in life needs a person to talk with to laugh with...to fight with .....one who will come to you and say sorry even if they are not at fault.....one who makes u fall in love with yourself ....one who gives u the unmatched feeling of that someone is always standing beside your side no matter how adverse the times are .........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;and with great joy n pleasure i want you to know .....you are that ""MOST SPECIAL ""person in my life......these five months has given a new defination to my idealogies and beliefs.......it seems like that i have actually started living my life after 23 years of my carnation on earth.......the one who loves can only understand that how amazing it feels......to have someone who will always give her shoulder wen u need to cry ....wipe your tears and make u smile all again........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;just five months has passed ......and i promise you today that there are going to be more seasons of joy n happiness like that.........u know something baby.....that even if we fight somewhere i feel content that i m fighting with someone who is mine from whom i can epect.......and its an amazing feel when you know that every fight is gonna end with "" I LOVE YOU"".........thats where the strength and serenity of our bond lies .........&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;and the movie today was just awesome .......was a perfect outing......holding your hand ....and u resting your head on my shoulder feels gobsmakingly amazing,,,,,,,,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;living a dream with you which is far beautiful then what i always dreamt.................&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;**************happy 5th month ..****************&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;I LOVE YOU N WILL ALWAYS DO............&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;YOURS N ONLY YOURS&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;MANISH ..D&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&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/316435217506890826-4577241300096609564?l=loveaccesssdenied.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveaccesssdenied.blogspot.com/feeds/4577241300096609564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://loveaccesssdenied.blogspot.com/2011/08/5-beautiful-moments.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/316435217506890826/posts/default/4577241300096609564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/316435217506890826/posts/default/4577241300096609564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveaccesssdenied.blogspot.com/2011/08/5-beautiful-moments.html' title='5 .....beautiFuL MoMeNtS........'/><author><name>MaNiSh DaLwAnI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00687140065828025065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-d_acrFKQxkw/TjluKBTFhkI/AAAAAAAAADE/wkBuP04D4NY/s220/310720112499.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-316435217506890826.post-7362326558741218854</id><published>2011-07-16T13:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-16T13:03:49.694-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LOVE...'/><title type='text'>EsSeNcE oF u BeInG dERe............</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;hey baby.......&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;u r not well....and i feel terrible about it.....as u love when i write ....so its an desperate attempt to make u feel better.......i know i don't even call u once to ask you ""how are you feeling""....i m such an idiot .....but this idiot LOVES YOU A LOT .....and even after knowing that you are not in a good state i did some terrible stupidities last night ......my mom rightly says that how come such a wonderful angel loves a moron like me.......but what to do i am a lucky dog......to have the most understanding,loving,caring,and beautiful girl along with me.......&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;i never understood the concept of ""MAGIC"" but the day you have entered in my life i experience this 5 letter word everyday.........its been almost 7 months .....n every moment is still fresh in my mind....&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;i still remember ""the advent of 4 march 2011 in my life brought the happiest season of my life which is happened to be last for a lifetime.......still remember the conversation that changed my life completly .............here are some excerpts from that day..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;span style="display: block; padding-left: 6em;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;love its okay...... i understand wht ur going thru&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;span style="display: block; float: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="display: block; padding-left: 6em;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;me: ohhh that u can never&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;span style="display: block; float: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="display: block; padding-left: 6em;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;span style="display: block; float: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="display: block; padding-left: 6em;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;never ever in u r life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;span style="display: block; float: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="display: block; padding-left: 6em;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;love: i wish u could trust me here!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;span style="display: block; float: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="display: block; padding-left: 6em;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;me: u can know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;span style="display: block; float: left;"&gt;1:29 AM&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="display: block; padding-left: 6em;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;love: u want to read sumthing ive written??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;span style="display: block; float: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="display: block; padding-left: 6em;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;me: yeah why not&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;span style="display: block; float: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="display: block; padding-left: 6em;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;love: wait&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="display: block; padding-left: 6em;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="display: block; padding-left: 6em;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="display: block; padding-left: 6em;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;and as the time say 1:29 i completed &amp;nbsp;readin the mail u sent me......in exactly 6 minutes ..........and i guess those were the 6 best minutes of my life.......season of life changed in those 6 minutes............&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="display: block; padding-left: 6em;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="display: block; padding-left: 6em;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;whatever i say whatever i do.......can never be enough to tell you that how much i love you baby.....how badly i want to spent every single second of life holding your hand....just want to say no matter what happens just remember this idiot loves you more than his life..........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="display: block; padding-left: 6em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="display: block; padding-left: 6em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="display: block; padding-left: 6em;"&gt;some lines for my SWEETHEART &amp;lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="display: block; padding-left: 6em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="display: block; padding-left: 6em;"&gt;you aren't feeling well......that makes me real sad.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="display: block; padding-left: 6em;"&gt;the frown on your face make me feel worst then dead.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="display: block; padding-left: 6em;"&gt;never in your life for second think that you are alone......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="display: block; padding-left: 6em;"&gt;you are my soul..heart &amp;nbsp;so let all the pain flown.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="display: block; padding-left: 6em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="display: block; padding-left: 6em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="display: block; padding-left: 6em;"&gt;the smile on your face makes my day......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="display: block; padding-left: 6em;"&gt;it lights up my heart even when its grey....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="display: block; padding-left: 6em;"&gt;just hold my hand ....and give me all your pain....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="display: block; padding-left: 6em;"&gt;just looking at you i ll forget it in a vain......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="display: block; padding-left: 6em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="display: block; padding-left: 6em;"&gt;your happiness is what matters the most....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="display: block; padding-left: 6em;"&gt;you are the one who shown me the way wen i was lost......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="display: block; padding-left: 6em;"&gt;the love for you grows n grows....every moment every ...single breath i take.........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="display: block; padding-left: 6em;"&gt;my love for you is eternal ...never ending and its the biggest fact.........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="display: block; padding-left: 6em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="display: block; padding-left: 6em;"&gt;LOVE YOU A LOT.......BEYOND FOREVER ......ALWAYS WALKING &amp;nbsp;BESIDE YOU HOLDING YOUR HAND IN EVERY ODYSSEY OF LIFE.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="display: block; padding-left: 6em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="display: block; padding-left: 6em;"&gt;YOURS N ONLY YOURS&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="display: block; padding-left: 6em;"&gt;MANISH.DALWANI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/316435217506890826-7362326558741218854?l=loveaccesssdenied.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-d_acrFKQxkw/TjluKBTFhkI/AAAAAAAAADE/wkBuP04D4NY/s220/310720112499.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-316435217506890826.post-1489694833447500602</id><published>2011-05-20T14:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-20T14:53:44.421-07:00</updated><title type='text'>eTeRnL BoNd..........</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;hey baby.......&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;u know u made me realize something very important today........i love the bond we share with each other.......today i realized how strong our relationship is ........i thought the arguement we had would continue for few days.........but i was amazed how just after an hour or so we were back to normal like nothing happened.......its just amazing ...........i m sure this would continue for the rest of our lives.......and believe me baby I LOVE YOU..........more den anything else in this world........u r getting the best out of me ........everyday u just make me know myself better........u r the reason for my smile...........every problem in this world seems beautiful just because u r dere to face dem with me...........how would i ever be able to tell you that how much i love you................&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;its amazing to have the most wonderful person loving you...............you are my smile,,,you are my confidence,,,u r the reason to every single happiness i have in my life.........i know that i really get harsh at you sometymes...........i ask questions which hurt you.......i put you in some imaginary conditions n ask u to answer them............i know i have hurt u many times..........not a single time in all dese days u hve done something which hurts me .........u hve always forgiven me even wen i was terribly wrong........&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;today i want you to knoe once again that u hve given me everything that i craved for whole of life.................and all i can say is................u r my world baby ...................i love u n will always love you........AND THERE IS NO BIGGER FACT THEN THIS..........................&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;lt;&amp;lt;&amp;lt;I LOVE YOU&amp;gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/316435217506890826-1489694833447500602?l=loveaccesssdenied.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveaccesssdenied.blogspot.com/feeds/1489694833447500602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://loveaccesssdenied.blogspot.com/2011/05/eternl-bond.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/316435217506890826/posts/default/1489694833447500602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/316435217506890826/posts/default/1489694833447500602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveaccesssdenied.blogspot.com/2011/05/eternl-bond.html' title='eTeRnL BoNd..........'/><author><name>MaNiSh DaLwAnI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00687140065828025065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-d_acrFKQxkw/TjluKBTFhkI/AAAAAAAAADE/wkBuP04D4NY/s220/310720112499.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-316435217506890826.post-7650689871602487979</id><published>2011-04-03T14:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-03T14:29:33.184-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A moNth oF bLiSS..........</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;HEY LOVE........&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;can u believe it the month has passed ,,,,it just seems like yersterday when i got the most beautiful words in my inbox .........n from the moment i read that life has been transformed altogether.......never thought that life would be so beautiful with you........and believe listening to stories of self less love n saga's and experiencing it yourself is totally a different ..............everyday u wake up ......with a feeling that no matter how hard or harsh the day will be u have someone whose mere thought or a word can done wonder to u r mood sensors........&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;this one month of my life has been the best season of my life.........the bond,,the love,,the care and above all the feeling of u being here.......cannot be expressed but can be felt n believe me i m feeling all of it.........u have helped me known myself better and made me realize that this life is worth living .............u r love is working like a magic wand on me............in this one month i have experienced the journey from hell to super heaven..........&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;your love has made me feel good about myself ............i have started loving the life because of the love that exist between us.........with every passing moment i love u more .......in this one month i have realized the power of love.........the magic in it..........&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;i really wonder is there anyway to thank you........what u have given me i guess i won't ever be able to find it out............&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;but one thing is sure ...........the day you entered my life ........the defination of ""WORLD"" has changed for ................&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; """""""" I LOVE YOU BABY """"""""&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;and a very happy first month anniversary...........and its just the starting.............of our """MAGICAL JOURNEY"""&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/316435217506890826-7650689871602487979?l=loveaccesssdenied.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveaccesssdenied.blogspot.com/feeds/7650689871602487979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://loveaccesssdenied.blogspot.com/2011/04/month-of-bliss.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/316435217506890826/posts/default/7650689871602487979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/316435217506890826/posts/default/7650689871602487979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveaccesssdenied.blogspot.com/2011/04/month-of-bliss.html' title='A moNth oF bLiSS..........'/><author><name>MaNiSh DaLwAnI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00687140065828025065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-d_acrFKQxkw/TjluKBTFhkI/AAAAAAAAADE/wkBuP04D4NY/s220/310720112499.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-316435217506890826.post-1946340084215880845</id><published>2011-03-29T15:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-29T15:21:39.461-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hEaVen IS rIGhT  heRE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;who says that we have to die fr getting the glimpse of heaven i see it everyday .......n believe me heaven can't get u a better feel ...............i can look at u for hours n hours.......without a blink.........when i see you life seems beautiful it seems complete..........u r innocence.........u r smile give a boost n an energy to live more n more .........i never thought.........that love can do such beautiful kits to a person.........i never knew that it feels so heavenly.............&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;sometimes i wonder is it really happening to me............your love ,your care ,your being there irrespective of whatever i do..........gives a worth to my existence............i feel all these years i was just breathing i have actually started living from the moment you entered into my life ..........is it possible that life can be changed so beautifully i mean sometimes it all looks like a fairy tale.............i don't know whether i ll ever be able to repay you for the love you've given me...........i m really sorry for the weird behavior because sometimes.........its really hard to believe sometimes how u can tolerate my utter non sense with such innocence n sweet smile.................&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;i really want to say so many things ,,,,,,but i don't think that words would ever be able to do justice to my feelings...............it feels great that after being hated everywhere u get such love which let go all the hatred ......n make a better human being from inside............&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;just be in my life baby ..........you are my miracle my angel..........my soul ........my life...........&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;""""""I LOVE YOU.....N...."""""""""&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/316435217506890826-1946340084215880845?l=loveaccesssdenied.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveaccesssdenied.blogspot.com/feeds/1946340084215880845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://loveaccesssdenied.blogspot.com/2011/03/heaven-is-right-here.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/316435217506890826/posts/default/1946340084215880845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/316435217506890826/posts/default/1946340084215880845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveaccesssdenied.blogspot.com/2011/03/heaven-is-right-here.html' title='hEaVen IS rIGhT  heRE'/><author><name>MaNiSh DaLwAnI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00687140065828025065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-d_acrFKQxkw/TjluKBTFhkI/AAAAAAAAADE/wkBuP04D4NY/s220/310720112499.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-316435217506890826.post-8463624083218809208</id><published>2011-03-24T15:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-24T15:22:57.337-07:00</updated><title type='text'>wEiRd BuT tRuE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;I know sometimes i behave super weird.........sometimes i just don't understand why do i do this to you.......may be i love u too much..........u must be confused m not sure i would be able to explain but then there isn't any harm giving it a try&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;you may wonder at times that why do i get upset all of a sudden......i normally don't behave like that.........i know i shouldn't be doing this..........but its just that i need your attention .......i need u to console me .........i need you to show your love and care for me.......i know this isn't a sane way of getting it ........but then u know that i m weird ........i know m irritating at times.......i always wanted that even if irritate someone.....i should be loved...........n believe me the love you show and you have for me........makes me feel tranquil ............it's a feeling of trance when you know that you don't need to have reasons for getting angry........because you know there's someone who will without even knowing the reasons will come and try to cheer you up bring that smile back in fraction of seconds&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;today i feel the security of no matter how weird i get you won't leave me ,,,,,infact you just find more n more reasons to love me......this is astonishing ,,,,,but pleasing at the same time......and believe may be i need attention affection and compassion from you all the time everytime thats why i get so weird................may be i expect too much but then u give me an assurance that u can expect more..........never stop loving me because your love is much more important then breathing ,,,,,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;""""""""&amp;lt;3 &amp;lt;3 I LOVE YOU &amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3"""""""""&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&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/316435217506890826-8463624083218809208?l=loveaccesssdenied.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveaccesssdenied.blogspot.com/feeds/8463624083218809208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://loveaccesssdenied.blogspot.com/2011/03/weird-but-true.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/316435217506890826/posts/default/8463624083218809208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/316435217506890826/posts/default/8463624083218809208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveaccesssdenied.blogspot.com/2011/03/weird-but-true.html' title='wEiRd BuT tRuE'/><author><name>MaNiSh DaLwAnI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00687140065828025065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-d_acrFKQxkw/TjluKBTFhkI/AAAAAAAAADE/wkBuP04D4NY/s220/310720112499.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-316435217506890826.post-5561553807879102175</id><published>2011-03-20T10:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-20T10:25:04.433-07:00</updated><title type='text'>DiSaPpOiTmEnT.........</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;1st disappointment ..........there would be many in future.....things will change.....i would annoy u so many times.........i would behave weird n absurd at times......i knw i can be crazy and foolish at times.......but believe never in those moments let the thought cross your mind.......that i don't care or it doesn't effect me........as i hve told u so many that i can never in any words express you wat u mean to me...........may be i get ignorant sme tymes.......but that dsen't mean m not thinkin about u .........for today &amp;nbsp;even......i was so lost in your pictures......that i forgot whtr m alive or not......i feel i m in heaven or some other world wen i even just think of you................&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;you think i forgot .......but the truth was i was so lost into you...........that i could n't even eat ,,,sleep,,the pic which has YOU AND ME ......in it .......is the best view i hve ever come across.......i just can't get my eyes of it.............u must hve thought that ignored you ..........but the fact is even at that tyme i was thinkin about you...................&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;i won't write much bcoz blve i really get short of words wen it cums to u ...........but i would like to end with .................that no matter whtr u are far or near .........i feel u insde me every moment..............u r my life...........&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;AND ACCEPT MY APOLOGY.....FOR DISAPPOINTING YOU.......................&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;I LOVE YOU N....&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&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/316435217506890826-5561553807879102175?l=loveaccesssdenied.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveaccesssdenied.blogspot.com/feeds/5561553807879102175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://loveaccesssdenied.blogspot.com/2011/03/disappoitment.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/316435217506890826/posts/default/5561553807879102175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/316435217506890826/posts/default/5561553807879102175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveaccesssdenied.blogspot.com/2011/03/disappoitment.html' title='DiSaPpOiTmEnT.........'/><author><name>MaNiSh DaLwAnI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00687140065828025065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-d_acrFKQxkw/TjluKBTFhkI/AAAAAAAAADE/wkBuP04D4NY/s220/310720112499.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-316435217506890826.post-4634113513436336060</id><published>2011-03-13T09:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-13T09:49:06.319-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ExIsTeNcE Of yOu</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;NO MATTER HOW HARD I TRY TO EXPRESS MY FEEL FOR YOU I M SURE I WOULD NEVER BE ABLE TO..........BUT EVEN THEN M TRYING N I LL TRY ALWAYS..............&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;N.... u know i never believed in the concept of love .....i use to think that love is nothing but just a mere appreciation of one's traits........i mean i had millions of reasons """not to believe in love"""..........but it's you who just proved every analogy,,,logic,,,of mine an utter crap.........u made me believe that love doesn't exist in words only .......it has an existence ,,,i m experiencing it.....n believe me its amazing..........and i really want you to know that i m blessed to have you in my life.........i feel so good just a mere thought of you brings out the best of me.......&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;u know what your existence does to me::::let me give it a try..........&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;your existence does to me what moon does to romance ,,what a rainbow does to the sky,,,what rain does to the drought what fresh air does to lungs ,what meditation does to the mind,,,what a number does to the phone ,,what a filament does to the bulb ,,,what a fairy does to a tale ,,what tickling does to our faces ,,,what tagore did to poems ,,what shakspeare did to literature ,,what da vinci did to monalisa and what mother teresa did to the world ........&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;i feel such things when i just even think of you baby.....i mean a kind of BIG BANG ...within the universe of my being ......N.....u surely are my destiny and i m yours&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;AND I M AN OFFICIAL NUT CASE ...........BUT HAPPILY SO...........&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;P.S. &amp;gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt; """"I LOVE YOU """"""&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&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/316435217506890826-4634113513436336060?l=loveaccesssdenied.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveaccesssdenied.blogspot.com/feeds/4634113513436336060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://loveaccesssdenied.blogspot.com/2011/03/existence-of-you.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/316435217506890826/posts/default/4634113513436336060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/316435217506890826/posts/default/4634113513436336060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveaccesssdenied.blogspot.com/2011/03/existence-of-you.html' title='ExIsTeNcE Of yOu'/><author><name>MaNiSh DaLwAnI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00687140065828025065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-d_acrFKQxkw/TjluKBTFhkI/AAAAAAAAADE/wkBuP04D4NY/s220/310720112499.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-316435217506890826.post-4513257152402487157</id><published>2011-03-06T08:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-06T08:50:01.497-08:00</updated><title type='text'>love ::::A BLEssING</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;HELLO PEOPLE,,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;i hope everything's fine out there.....don't ask me where did i disappeared because i have no reasons as such to tell you,,,yes but i have a wonderful experience to share with all of you..... I 'AM IN LOVE.........i never thought i would be but yes i am n i am loving every moment of it.....i always use to wonder seeing people around me going all crazy about love ,,,,i was never able to understand the phenomenon of love i mean how can somebody love someone more than oneself,,,,,,but last 3 months have changed all the philosophies and analogies.......i met this girl and she changed my whole life......i think i will never be able to sum up what i feel for her.....but its my desperate effort to thank her for filling up my life with all the joy and happiness ,,,i don't remember when was the last time i was this much happy.....i have never ever felt so much comfortable in anybody's company ,,,i have not shared so much with anyone,,,,,i was never loved this ever......i just love you too much is all i know ...........i will not ever be able to tell you what i feel for you and what you mean for me..........but ill try till i die............&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;i wrote this long time back and today i m dedicating this to you..............&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; ""WHEN I HELD YOUR HAND""&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;when i held your hand ,the sun shined and the bubbly water glistened&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;i was overjoyed ecstasy crept in and nothing else mattered&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;still remember the day i was in tears&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;when i held your hand ,our hearts came closer,,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;in your mystifying eyes i helplessly wandered&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;and as i danced to the tunes of love&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;these were the moments i truly savoured&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;when i held your hand i said a silent prayer&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;that we would be together and together ,forever&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;you gave me a reason to smile enriched my life&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;and made it worth while&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;as i still hold your hand and walk over the golden sand&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;i make a promise that i ll hold your hand&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;and walk thousands mile till the end&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;""""WILL ALWAYS N ALWAYS LOVE YOU"""""&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;MANISH DALWANI&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/316435217506890826-4513257152402487157?l=loveaccesssdenied.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveaccesssdenied.blogspot.com/feeds/4513257152402487157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://loveaccesssdenied.blogspot.com/2011/03/love-blessing.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/316435217506890826/posts/default/4513257152402487157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/316435217506890826/posts/default/4513257152402487157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveaccesssdenied.blogspot.com/2011/03/love-blessing.html' title='love ::::A BLEssING'/><author><name>MaNiSh DaLwAnI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00687140065828025065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-d_acrFKQxkw/TjluKBTFhkI/AAAAAAAAADE/wkBuP04D4NY/s220/310720112499.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-316435217506890826.post-4671513936534755420</id><published>2010-11-28T12:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-28T13:18:27.630-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='guilt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='realisations'/><title type='text'>ReAlIsAtIoNs:::::ThEy HuRt</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Have you people ever have gone through the agony and&amp;nbsp; pain of true but bitter realisations about yourselves,i may sound very depressing and full of negative vibes,but today a realisation is hurting to the inner cores of my heart,i always believed in a philosophy that it is much more important to be a good human being other then anything else,and i always thought that no matter what i achieve or what i become but one thing i will make sure that people love me for the person i am.i always believed in my principles and ideals and tried to act according them i always did good to my friends,family,and everybody around(i always believed that),but even then if i make list of people who are content with me the list will result into something blank,because i never knew the limits,i may do hundred good things,but my one bad deed will cover up the latter,that's why i guess today i stand alone,i always cribbed about my life that no body understood me,i cursed so many people who came in my not so long journey of life,but i never realised that problem was within me always ,today i am realising,all the people who came into my life were extraordinary souls,but it was me who didn't realise their worth,but today a friend made me find the answers that why don't i have people around me,friends,girlfriend,and so many people who make your life worth living,i&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;I can't list all the wrong deeds i did but yes i will&amp;nbsp; definately try to improve, atleast i will do some justice to my conscience &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/316435217506890826-4671513936534755420?l=loveaccesssdenied.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveaccesssdenied.blogspot.com/feeds/4671513936534755420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://loveaccesssdenied.blogspot.com/2010/11/realisationsthey-hurt.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/316435217506890826/posts/default/4671513936534755420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/316435217506890826/posts/default/4671513936534755420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveaccesssdenied.blogspot.com/2010/11/realisationsthey-hurt.html' title='ReAlIsAtIoNs:::::ThEy HuRt'/><author><name>MaNiSh DaLwAnI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00687140065828025065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-d_acrFKQxkw/TjluKBTFhkI/AAAAAAAAADE/wkBuP04D4NY/s220/310720112499.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-316435217506890826.post-1770517846666270852</id><published>2010-11-20T03:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-20T03:34:45.631-08:00</updated><title type='text'>PrAjWaLa ::::: a RaY oF hOpE</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;he philosophy of Prajwala evolved based on the need of women and  children who are victims of trafficking. Prajwala emerged as an  anti-trafficking organization, which believes in preventing women and  children from entering prostitution, which is the worst form of sexual  slavery. The organization is actively involved in second-generation  prevention, rescue, rehabilitation, restoration and social reintegration  of victims of trafficking for commercial sexual exploitation. These  objectives are achieved through a multi-pronged approach, as trafficking  is a multi-dimensional problem. During the process of implementation of  various programs to combat causes of trafficking PRAJWALA evolved need  based interventions and methodologies which are the mile stones for the  organization and breakthrough in the sector of anti-trafficking.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;For 12-year-old Laila, it was a never ending saga of pain and fear.  Enslaved in a cellar for three years, she was subjected to physical  abuse and mental torture by a number of men. She can barely recall her  childhood, the time when she was fondly called Laxmi in her hometown in  Andhra Pradesh. Laila was rescued by Prajwala, an anti-trafficking  organisation, from a red light area in Mumbai. Prajwala is a movement  started by Sunitha Krishnan, a health care professional in Hyderabad.  Sunitha is full of stories of many such girls who were rescued and  brought back into society. “Even as a young girl of 16, I wanted to work  for the cause of children and women. I was arrested for protesting  against the 1995 Miss World contest held in Bangalore, and had to serve a  two-month sentence. After being released, I decided to move out of  Bangalore and settle down in Hyderabad,” 35-year-old Sunitha, co-founder  and chief functionary, Prajwala, says. In 1996, sex workers living in  Mehboob ki Mehandi, a red light area in Hyderabad, were evacuated. As a  result, thousands of women, who were caught in the clutches of  prostitution, were left homeless. Having found a like-minded person in  Brother Jose Vetticatil, a missionary, Sunitha Krishnan started a  transition school at the vacated brothel to prevent the second  generation from being trafficked. “We began in a small way by responding  to the plight of the mothers. Things were not easy during the initial  days. Although the women were concerned about their children, they were  not ready for any kind of partnership. I made a calculated move to have a  win-win situation. ‘You give me information about the destitute women  trapped in prostitution, and I will provide education to your child’ was  how I convinced the them, and it worked well,” she says.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Today, Prajwala runs over 17 transition centres in different areas of  Andhra Pradesh for the sex workers’ children. Over 5,000 children have  benefited from the second generation prevention programme.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;The organisation, so far, has rescued more than 2,500 victims with  the help of the information provided by its partners and through police  intervention. The organisation has 80 members in India and 25 members  abroad.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;“In order to empower the rescued, we started to train them in  carpentry, welding, printing and stationery material, and also in the  manufacture of wooden and steel furniture, besides training them as  housekeepers to work in hotels and hospitals,” Sunitha says. “So far, we  have provided rehabilitation to nearly 1,500 girls, but couldn't  succeed in doing so in 1,000 other cases. I don't think I failed but  probably I didn't get the desired results. For instance, we rescued a  20-year girl from a Pune red light area and offered a Rs 6,000-per month  salary package to her to work for us. She rejected the offer and went  back. After 10 days, she called me and said she realised her mistake and  was willing to work for the cause. Today, she is one of our main  informers. Now, can this be called a failure,” she says. Sunitha  Krishnan is supported by Rajesh Touch River, a film maker known for his  internationally-acclaimed movie In the Name of Buddha. He has made more  than a dozen short films for Prajwala. One of these films Anamika  (nameless) is now a part of the curricula of the Andhra Pradesh Police  Academy and the National Police Academy.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;“Unlike many other organisations, Prajwala is not a project. It is a  need-based organisation. I will close down Prajwala the day society  stops treating women and children as objects of exploitation,” proclaims  Sunitha Krishnan.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/316435217506890826-1770517846666270852?l=loveaccesssdenied.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveaccesssdenied.blogspot.com/feeds/1770517846666270852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://loveaccesssdenied.blogspot.com/2010/11/prajwala-ray-of-hope.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/316435217506890826/posts/default/1770517846666270852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/316435217506890826/posts/default/1770517846666270852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveaccesssdenied.blogspot.com/2010/11/prajwala-ray-of-hope.html' title='PrAjWaLa ::::: a RaY oF hOpE'/><author><name>MaNiSh DaLwAnI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00687140065828025065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-d_acrFKQxkw/TjluKBTFhkI/AAAAAAAAADE/wkBuP04D4NY/s220/310720112499.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-316435217506890826.post-2842352358409437196</id><published>2010-11-20T03:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-20T03:32:36.295-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SuNiThA kRiShNaN</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Dr Sunitha Krishnan has committed her life as a fulltime volunteer in  Prajwala. A mental health professional, she has done extensive research  and is essentially a Fieldpractitioner. She has been instrumental in  rescuing hundreds of children from severely abusive conditions and  restoring childhood to them. Sunitha Krishnan is making it possible for  India's government and citizen organizations to manage jointly a range  of protective and rehabilitative services for children who have been  trafficked for commercial sexual exploitation. As of 2007, Prajwala  operated 17 schools in Hyderabad as part of Krishnan's strategy to  remove women from brothels by first giving their children educational  and vocational opportunities outside of the red-light districts. &lt;a class="external autonumber" href="http://www.pbs.org/wnet/religionandethics/week1019/profile.html" rel="nofollow"&gt;[1]&lt;/a&gt;  In addition to her local work, she also has tried to increase pressure  on foreign governments who, she says, fail to adequately enforce laws  against sex-trafficking and sexual predation. For example, she says that  although Americans comprise 25% of sex tourists in Asia, the US  government does too little to prosecute them.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/316435217506890826-2842352358409437196?l=loveaccesssdenied.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveaccesssdenied.blogspot.com/feeds/2842352358409437196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://loveaccesssdenied.blogspot.com/2010/11/sunitha-krishnan.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/316435217506890826/posts/default/2842352358409437196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/316435217506890826/posts/default/2842352358409437196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveaccesssdenied.blogspot.com/2010/11/sunitha-krishnan.html' title='SuNiThA kRiShNaN'/><author><name>MaNiSh DaLwAnI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00687140065828025065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-d_acrFKQxkw/TjluKBTFhkI/AAAAAAAAADE/wkBuP04D4NY/s220/310720112499.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-316435217506890826.post-3709927303937413666</id><published>2010-11-12T02:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-12T02:24:28.190-08:00</updated><title type='text'>sOmEtHiNgS aMiSs</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;well i really don'thave stuff to write but last night i was in a time machine mode so i went back to past for having a look of da way i was,,,,,,,,,,but den i went to my future lanes too,,,,,,,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;lemme start from past coz it was way -way much better,,,,,,,,i m not gonna say dat childhood was gud ,,,,it is gud for everyone,,,,,,,,,but i just want to state dat my past wass really far better dan my present ,,,,don't have any logics ,reasons ,or so called stuffing to prove dis analogy of mine,,,,,,,n m not even cribbing about my present or my circumstantial situations,,,,,,,but wat m trying to put here is dere was something which is lacking dese days,,,,,,,,,,it can be money,,,,freinds,,,,,gurlfreinds,,,,,sex(((ya ,,,i knw m such a pervert))))or it can be anything but yaa the search is still on.............&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;i mean i really wander sumtymes why we hve to grow up ,,,,,why we have to work our arses out to live ,,,,,,,why life can't be just a smooth road ,,,,,,why i can't sit idle nd do nothing whole day ,,,,,why can't i see movies whole day ,,,,,,,,why can't i just be my self n do whatever i want,,,,,,,why so many expectations,,,,,,,,,why so many dreams,,,,,n why so many objectivess,,,,,,,,,,everything is dere but even den something is "A MISS""...........EVERY BODY IS MOVING ahead in life ,,,,,,,,,sme are going dere ,,,,,some are here but why da fuck i m still stuck,,,,,,,,might be i don't wanna move ahead,,,,,,,,,,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;wat i need from life ????money::::no&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;car:::no&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;bunglow:::no&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;gurlfreinds::::no&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;sex:::::yes yes yes&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;jokes apart i seriously don't want much from life except 24 hours of leisure tyme ,,,,enough bucks to support 4 packs of ciggerate,,,,,,,2-3 freinds fr havin BAKARCHODI,,,,WHOLEDAY ,,,,,,,,1 jug of tea,,,,,,n i m content,,,,,,,nothing else..........&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;wsh life could be lyke dis i mean without ambitions,,,,n dreams,,,,objectives,,n goalss,,,,,,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;just a plain n simple life which is meant to live whole heartdly))))cheers:)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@@@@PEACE@@@@&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/316435217506890826-3709927303937413666?l=loveaccesssdenied.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveaccesssdenied.blogspot.com/feeds/3709927303937413666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://loveaccesssdenied.blogspot.com/2010/11/somethings-amiss.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/316435217506890826/posts/default/3709927303937413666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/316435217506890826/posts/default/3709927303937413666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveaccesssdenied.blogspot.com/2010/11/somethings-amiss.html' title='sOmEtHiNgS aMiSs'/><author><name>MaNiSh DaLwAnI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00687140065828025065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-d_acrFKQxkw/TjluKBTFhkI/AAAAAAAAADE/wkBuP04D4NY/s220/310720112499.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-316435217506890826.post-76327679011298649</id><published>2010-11-04T12:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-04T12:30:25.700-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i DuNn MiSs U dAd</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;hy dad!!!!hope everythin is awrght upstairs ,,,,rem haw u use to kick me at sharp 6:00 am on diwali ,,,,,,n i use to cry lyke a baby n beg u fr sme mre minutes of slumber,,,,,,,,i just can't forget haw u use to scold me every other minute for some or other matter,,,,,,,n lastly after pooja u use to give thousand buckss,,,,,,,......&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;dad 2 day i want to tell u somethin ,,,,,rem u always use to ask me who 's your idol ,,,,,whm do u admire most ,,,,,,n i always use to take a dodge but today i wanna tell you that u were the person in my life whom i hve always admired n respected most not just because u were my father,,,,,,but because of the person u are ,,,,,,,i know u saw each n every down one can see in his life ,,,,,n even den u never cribbed bout life ,,,,,,,,my all worries use to vanish weneva i had a look of your content smile......u are the best father one can have,,,,,,,,i knw i hve not achvd smthin to make u proud of me so far but i promise all u r dreams u saw for me will b full filled n m not gonna die before that ,,,,,,really it was only you n only you whom i can luk up2 if i ever'd any contrasy's in life,,,,,,u instilled a belief in me dat u always here no matter wat happens,,,,,,,,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;but one day u left me,,,,,,i m so annoyed to u dat u betrayed me,,,n broke all my promises ,,,,i mean why so early pa!!!!i really dunn miss u because every day wen i wake up the first thing which comes infront of me is u r shini face,,,,yaa but i miss the warmth of your hug ,,,,,,i miss the mischievious talks we use to share,,,,i miss the fights we use to have on our shirts,,,,,,,,,,but chalo koi baat nahii,,,i know u r here still ,,,,,,,i can feel u ,,,,,naw m outt of words ,,,,n water bags in my eyes r bout to burst,,,,,,,,,,,,,,so last but not least&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;I LOVE YOU DAD!!!!!!!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;U R SON&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;MANISH DALWANI&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/316435217506890826-76327679011298649?l=loveaccesssdenied.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveaccesssdenied.blogspot.com/feeds/76327679011298649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://loveaccesssdenied.blogspot.com/2010/11/i-dunn-miss-u-dad.html#comment-form' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/316435217506890826/posts/default/76327679011298649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/316435217506890826/posts/default/76327679011298649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveaccesssdenied.blogspot.com/2010/11/i-dunn-miss-u-dad.html' title='i DuNn MiSs U dAd'/><author><name>MaNiSh DaLwAnI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00687140065828025065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-d_acrFKQxkw/TjluKBTFhkI/AAAAAAAAADE/wkBuP04D4NY/s220/310720112499.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-316435217506890826.post-2144640168638087374</id><published>2010-09-29T12:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-29T12:18:15.378-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A sUbJeCt CaLlEd::::MoRal ScIeNcE</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;NOTE:::::THE CONTENTS OF DIS BLOG ENTRY IS NOT MEANT TO EAT U R HEAD OR BORE U TO THE DEATH,,,,,BUT IS WRITTEN WITH GUD INTENTIONS OF BRINGING&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;SMILES ON YOUR FACES?????&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;well,this stuff was taught to me wen i was in grade 3 or 4 ,during one of my moral science classes ""help others whenever you can with whatever you may....back then i never took it seriously .mainly because i didn understand the subject ....""MORAL SCIENCE"""i mean haw fuckin stupid ,,,,,,if moral is science den probably intution is reason ....and to compete with the oxymoron present in the name was some smart-ass content.....honesty is da best policy read almost every page ,,,,((((honesty is da worst practice it omitted))))pray once everyday,it preached,,,prayers are never answered ,it forgot to mention ,,,,help others it taught ,,,others will cheat you ,it overlooked,,think about others first ,it professed and in turn get u r bums screwed ,it was left to us to discover that!!!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;by then i always thought if i had watched porn drooled the hot aunties,,,or even slept instead of gobbling up those obnoxious pages of utter bull shit i would have utilized my time better ,,,,,,,,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;by the end of my teenage i was almost an atheist coz of adversities dat so called god bestowed on me&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;i lost almost every thin which i wanted to last forever examples are ,,,,,,my gurlfreind never dump me ,,,she did,,,,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;people should love me as i always had done gud deeds,,,instead of loving dey started loathing me ,,,,((((n god knows if he exist for wat reasons))))&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;my father da person whom till date i respect most ,love most ,admire most should atlst live dat much so that he can see wat he dreamt for his son ,,,,,he took away my pa very ruthlessly ,,,,so early ,,,,,,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;nevys the point why i shared all dese things with u wen i was writing about moral science ,,,,,the fact is dat all dese experiences made me a pathetically ,,,,morally handicapped guy,,,,,,,,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;but as tyme changes opinions also changes n i hve realised dat without morals n ethics a human beings are not different den beasts,,,,,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;so i request everybody to execute whatever shit is wriiten in dat "MORAL SCIENCE BOOK"",,,,,,I GUARANTEE YOU DAT U LL FEEL GUD,,,,ODERWISE U PPL ARE FREE TO ABUSE ME ANY TYME&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/316435217506890826-2144640168638087374?l=loveaccesssdenied.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveaccesssdenied.blogspot.com/feeds/2144640168638087374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://loveaccesssdenied.blogspot.com/2010/09/subject-calledmoral-science.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/316435217506890826/posts/default/2144640168638087374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/316435217506890826/posts/default/2144640168638087374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveaccesssdenied.blogspot.com/2010/09/subject-calledmoral-science.html' title='A sUbJeCt CaLlEd::::MoRal ScIeNcE'/><author><name>MaNiSh DaLwAnI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00687140065828025065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-d_acrFKQxkw/TjluKBTFhkI/AAAAAAAAADE/wkBuP04D4NY/s220/310720112499.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-316435217506890826.post-6770422495761628099</id><published>2010-09-28T12:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-28T12:14:23.795-07:00</updated><title type='text'>NiGhTs::::dEePEr DeN  dA yS</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;i hve always loved nights,,,,u knw i use to hve a very silly belief dat if ill study at nights den i ll be ahead of everyone in my class because ,,,,,,i m studying wen everybody is sleeping,,,(((although i still believe it wth sme confusions dat i ll discuss later,,,,,,))))),,,,,,,n one more interesting fact dat i ve hardly seen any sunrise in last 5 years coz by da tyme sun gets up from his slumber i m down laying lyke a zombie on my bed,,,,,,nevys lets get back to nightsss,,,,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;for me NIGHTS have a far deeper significance in creation and continuation of mankind than many of us would ever possibly fathom ,,,,,didn't all our parents concieve us at night???.....no no no its not vulgar or derogatory ,,,,,i m not asking u to visualise it ???just think about it ,,it not that i have any statistic to support my analogy ,,,,i 'm only some how sure that more than half of world's population must have been concieved @ night ...hence confusions,,,,,,,had we been the childern of day, life would have been much clear but den who loves a plain ride these days ,,,,,every body wants to be on a roller coaster ride ,,,,by the way is it darkness that gives light an identity or is it the other way round????more confusions,,,,,,,,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;naw every body must be wanderin dat wat made me write about nights all of a sudden ,,,,,just for record the realisation of my analogy happened lyke 2 days back after i heard ,,,,the couple living beside my house moaning n groaning((((i m sorry but i can't write da details,,,,public place u know)))......n den as u all know dat my devil mind is always in search of not so interesting or decent things to share with all u people,,,,,coz like nights life also has so many concealed facts,,,,,,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;anyways i still love nights as i use to do earlier its just that my mom is on fire with her furious words these days(((((words are okay !!!!but broom it seriously hurt my bumss))))),,,,,,but i just want to ask can a dog's tail be strai8ned ????no naa.......toh haw can people except me to sleep early like before 4:30 or 5:00 am in the morning,,,,,,,,,okay enough for naw ,,,,,,,,,,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;pe@ce...............&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/316435217506890826-6770422495761628099?l=loveaccesssdenied.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveaccesssdenied.blogspot.com/feeds/6770422495761628099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://loveaccesssdenied.blogspot.com/2010/09/nightsdeeper-den-da-ys.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/316435217506890826/posts/default/6770422495761628099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/316435217506890826/posts/default/6770422495761628099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveaccesssdenied.blogspot.com/2010/09/nightsdeeper-den-da-ys.html' title='NiGhTs::::dEePEr DeN  dA yS'/><author><name>MaNiSh DaLwAnI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00687140065828025065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-d_acrFKQxkw/TjluKBTFhkI/AAAAAAAAADE/wkBuP04D4NY/s220/310720112499.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-316435217506890826.post-3499910640122037777</id><published>2010-09-27T14:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-27T14:53:42.264-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WeIrD BuT tRuE</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;hiya!!!!all people i think my readers list is increasin day ba day ((((okay i know its a misconception but even den i love it))))),,,,although my mood sensors are very foul ,,,,as i lost my cell n wallet full of money in last 3 days,,,,,,but den life moves on so here i go,,,,,,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;today in the evenin i went to have my regular sutta n tea @@@@adda toh dere i met a guy who was telling his freind dat he's crazy bou his car n gurl freind,,,,,n den my not so fertile mind started to google da simalarities between gurlfreins n carss......&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;like the day before you are about to buy a car ,you can sacrifice anythin to buy it..you are so excited that all night you dream about driving your car&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;similar is da case the day before you are commited to u r gurlfrein ......&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;now the moment you buy a car it start losing its charm ,similar is the case with your gurlfrein,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;after some tyme you become accustomed of your car for which once u were ready to give uo anythin,,,same is the case with your gurlfrein,,,,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;if your car meets with an accident ,,,,its all over,,,and den go for a new car((((below poverty people lyke me go for repairin))),,,,similar is da case with your gurlfrein ..........&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;so better get an insurance policy.........&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;wasn't dat weird,,,,,,but yet true......&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/316435217506890826-3499910640122037777?l=loveaccesssdenied.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveaccesssdenied.blogspot.com/feeds/3499910640122037777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://loveaccesssdenied.blogspot.com/2010/09/weird-but-true.html#comment-form' title='24 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/316435217506890826/posts/default/3499910640122037777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/316435217506890826/posts/default/3499910640122037777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveaccesssdenied.blogspot.com/2010/09/weird-but-true.html' title='WeIrD BuT tRuE'/><author><name>MaNiSh DaLwAnI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00687140065828025065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-d_acrFKQxkw/TjluKBTFhkI/AAAAAAAAADE/wkBuP04D4NY/s220/310720112499.jpg'/></author><thr:total>24</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-316435217506890826.post-4986644815363263933</id><published>2010-09-26T11:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-26T11:56:43.291-07:00</updated><title type='text'>mOdErNiSaTiOn::::::ReDeFiNed</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;TYMES HAVE CHANGED ,TYMES ARE STRANGE ,SHOULD I GO BACK IN TYME...........&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;redefined defination of modernisation::::::&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;in colleges or schools you are authorised to say "FUCK"twice in each of your line.....guys here read novels to cramp slangs n use dem on their frens n teachers.for gurls these people use the age old two lines "fuck you" n "sexy slut"((((pls pardon my language,,,,,but u knw as usual i can't help it))))),&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;freins are catagorised into various categories lyke college freins ,scool freins,freins with whom you discuss studies and philosophy ,some other freinds with whom you just exchange DVD'S and CD'S of new movies,songs,and even porn,,,,,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;gone are da days when people use to ask u about ,how are your studies goin??how many n wat subjects u have &amp;gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt;these days the moment u cross da barrier of u r adolsscense ((((srry fr spelling )))u get encountered with certain new questions like """dude how many gurlfreins do u have"""??"""fuck are u still a bloody virgin""""......""no gurl in u r life !!!u sure bout u r orientation ........?????&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;the concept of love has been shifted to the concept of ""lust at its best """",,,,,,""luks"",,,,"""cars n bikes """",,,,,,"""money""""....."""fings"""&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;the tyme has come when porn movies are not enough for rise in your carrer graph in the world f so called ""STUDS""..........&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;we have gone through just da theory part :::tyme has come to have some practical exposure to clear with the concept called ""LOVE""....being in adult season of life a new department was inaugrated in my body """THE DEPARTMENT OF SEX""and this overshadowed all my other deparments ...the worst part is that to start practicals i need a subject i.e.gurlfreind.....&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;so dat i can make experiments on her write a thesis by exploring the complex hidden areas of the relationship ....i want to research in evergreen feild of """LOVE-CUM-LIBIDO""...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;something is wrong with beautiful gurls .....when i approached them in school they said"""we are still in school n its not da ideal tyme for love """when i joined college i found the same gurl commited with some other guy.........&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;SOMEBODY PLSSSSSSSSS TELL ME WHERE I LOST THE TRACK OF BEAUTIFUL GURLS N WAT THE FUCK IS DERE PROBLEM......&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;CONCLUSION:::i remember once my class teacher said to us """if my son has a gurlfreind in school i.e young age....den theres A PROBLEM ,but at the same tyme if he does not have one in college i.e adult age.....then deres a biggeer problem..............&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;*******FUCK!!!I NEED A GURL FREIND**********&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;NAW MY FINGERS ARE ACHING SO DA DEVIL WILL TAKE A HALT HERE ,,,,,TO START A AFRESH TOMMORROW...........TILL DEN&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;PE@CE...... &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/316435217506890826-4986644815363263933?l=loveaccesssdenied.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveaccesssdenied.blogspot.com/feeds/4986644815363263933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://loveaccesssdenied.blogspot.com/2010/09/modernisationredefined.html#comment-form' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/316435217506890826/posts/default/4986644815363263933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/316435217506890826/posts/default/4986644815363263933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveaccesssdenied.blogspot.com/2010/09/modernisationredefined.html' title='mOdErNiSaTiOn::::::ReDeFiNed'/><author><name>MaNiSh DaLwAnI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00687140065828025065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-d_acrFKQxkw/TjluKBTFhkI/AAAAAAAAADE/wkBuP04D4NY/s220/310720112499.jpg'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-316435217506890826.post-2293497683973819356</id><published>2010-09-25T13:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-25T13:22:19.190-07:00</updated><title type='text'>RaHuL::::: pRoVes,GuD pEoPlE r StIl aLiVe</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;rahul(a.k.a auto),,,,,dis guy m telling u about is one gem of a guy i hve ever come across in my life,,,,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;i mean i really wander sumtymes haw can god instill so much in one body,,,,,,i mean just luk at him he's bloody gud lukin,,,,,has got brains which morons like me can only desire for,,,,,,,earns well ,,,,a gud son,a terrific freind,,,in short a rock star,,,,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;i met dis guy roun 4 months back ,,,,n believe me i hve never seen any guy who's right all the tyme,,,,,we got close to each oder,,,(((no dirty minds not in that way ))),,,,we started meetin fr night strolls n believe till date its da best tyme of day for me,,,,,as i started knowing him i found out dat dis guy is boon to every person in his life,,,,,so pure at heart n soul ,,,,very straight forward,,,,,alvys dere to help u out,,,,(((but u really hve to prove him dat u actually need his help)))will kick u r ass if found doin anythin offensive ,,,,,but after a long tyme dere was some one whom i can say dat he's a true freind,,,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;he sumtymes doubts his caliber but lemme tell him dat u rahull boss can do anythin in this world ,,,,,his funda's of livin life are so cool n apture dat u just can't stop u r self frm gettin envy........&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;but every thin apart dese words are just my way of expressin a deep gratitude towards u fr being my freind in odessey of life,,,,,i may b foolish sumtymes ,i may be rude to u sumtymes,,,,,,but rem one thing ,,,,,i have all da respect n love fr a freind n human being u r ,,,,,,,,n really people lyke u proves dat quote ""IT IS MORE IMPORTANT TO BE A GUD HUMANBEING """&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;SO DUDE ALVYS BE DA WAY U ARE COZ U REALLY ARE DA PILLAR OF SO MANY LIVES AS A SON ,BROTHER,FREIND,,,N WAT NOT&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;PE@CE.........&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/316435217506890826-2293497683973819356?l=loveaccesssdenied.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveaccesssdenied.blogspot.com/feeds/2293497683973819356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://loveaccesssdenied.blogspot.com/2010/09/rahul-provesgud-people-r-stil-alive.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/316435217506890826/posts/default/2293497683973819356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/316435217506890826/posts/default/2293497683973819356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveaccesssdenied.blogspot.com/2010/09/rahul-provesgud-people-r-stil-alive.html' title='RaHuL::::: pRoVes,GuD pEoPlE r StIl aLiVe'/><author><name>MaNiSh DaLwAnI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00687140065828025065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-d_acrFKQxkw/TjluKBTFhkI/AAAAAAAAADE/wkBuP04D4NY/s220/310720112499.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-316435217506890826.post-2641474611866633903</id><published>2010-09-24T12:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-24T12:27:43.229-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A dEaDlY dReAm:::bArELY</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;I WAS NOT IN A FREE FALL .I WAS NOT LYING ON ANY SURFACE.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;i was just hovering in middle of the space .my hands could move without resistance .i tried to stretch my hands in a hope to feel something ,,,failed wherever i looked&amp;nbsp; i saw nothing but black space except my naked body as if i was watching da latest porn ,the temperature around me was shivering&amp;nbsp; i tried to stand erect vut i realised that with no ground or gravity i had no way of knowing whether i was standin ,lying,sleeping,n wat not.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;the closest feeling i can describe to the one i was having would be the feeling of dreaming in deep slumber when one grasps at something nearby ,only to realise he had been dreaming..&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;where the fuck i wassss!!!!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;abducted:::but what place it was where nothing was short of being termed as weird&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;dead:::::is this how it felt to be dead !!!!!feeling less!!!!!!resistance less!!!!!!,,,,,,no i can't be dead m&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;NOT EVEN MARRIED YET.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;was this going to be the unfortunate anticlimax of years of imagination of death,was i just reduced to a soul to hover around seeing events without influencing them .............&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;den a voice burst into my earss!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;U LAZY BOY U WILL NEVER WAKE UP ON TYME ,,,,,,GET UP N SLAAAAAAPPPPPPPPP&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;I WAS LITERALLY DRENCHED IN SWEAT MY MOM WAS HORRIFIED TO FIND ME IN SUCH A STATE BUT DEN DREAMS ARE JUST DREAMS....................&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;SO PE@CE EVERYBODY DERE'S NOTHING TO WORRY BOUT!!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/316435217506890826-2641474611866633903?l=loveaccesssdenied.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveaccesssdenied.blogspot.com/feeds/2641474611866633903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://loveaccesssdenied.blogspot.com/2010/09/deadly-dreambarely.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/316435217506890826/posts/default/2641474611866633903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/316435217506890826/posts/default/2641474611866633903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveaccesssdenied.blogspot.com/2010/09/deadly-dreambarely.html' title='A dEaDlY dReAm:::bArELY'/><author><name>MaNiSh DaLwAnI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00687140065828025065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-d_acrFKQxkw/TjluKBTFhkI/AAAAAAAAADE/wkBuP04D4NY/s220/310720112499.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-316435217506890826.post-8376261784309690411</id><published>2010-09-21T14:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-21T14:37:54.607-07:00</updated><title type='text'>DeStRuCtIvE bUt ViRgIn</title><content type='html'>&lt;u style="color: #444444;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;div style="color: #444444;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;sometymes i wonder why i can't b lyke animals -today wih this female and the next day with another.i guess because i m a homosapien,am i really one....&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #444444;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #444444;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #444444;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;being a boy from a middle class family i m expected to live a common life surviving for hapiness of others,,day n night out i hve to study hard so dat i can score well in my exams,,so dat my mom can proudly discuss it with others,then i will join some multinational,where i put my arse on a burner by working more den 12 hours day,my boss happy n proud,,by the tyme my mom will choose a gurl for me ,parents are in gurl's background fr dem gurls are ATM,i.e earning five figure salary she should prepare food n do other household stuff,what if she doesn't lyke me or i don't lyke her,,,,,,but who cares being a so called perfect son,,,,,then da real trauma starts i will b a father n "baba's n babie's" will be moving around me all the tyme latter wil forward the list of there demands,,,,after dat baba's n babies will marry n throw dere old father in sme dark corner ,,,like dis&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #444444;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #444444;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;i will die one day while giving lecture n honking about how life sucks ,,,IF THIS IS LIFE THEN FUCK IT&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #444444;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #444444;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;THERE IS ONE DIFFERENCE B/W ME N OTHERS ,,,,,I WILL FOLLOW MY DREAM N WRITE A MY BOOK N ONE DAY I WILL B SOMETHING WORTH IN DIS WORLDD,,,,,,,,,,,,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #444444;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #444444;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;TILL DEN&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #444444;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #444444;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;PE@CE&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/316435217506890826-8376261784309690411?l=loveaccesssdenied.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveaccesssdenied.blogspot.com/feeds/8376261784309690411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://loveaccesssdenied.blogspot.com/2010/09/destructive-but-virgin.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/316435217506890826/posts/default/8376261784309690411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/316435217506890826/posts/default/8376261784309690411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveaccesssdenied.blogspot.com/2010/09/destructive-but-virgin.html' title='DeStRuCtIvE bUt ViRgIn'/><author><name>MaNiSh DaLwAnI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00687140065828025065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-d_acrFKQxkw/TjluKBTFhkI/AAAAAAAAADE/wkBuP04D4NY/s220/310720112499.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-316435217506890826.post-382629470317612525</id><published>2010-08-28T11:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-28T11:26:24.091-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MEMORIES: THEY NEVER FADE</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;well !!!!i m writting this coz of nostalgia effects,,,i hve really realised how life changes in matter of days ,,,,i mean it was lyke yrstrdy ,i had nothing to do whole day but to sit with alok (((my freind,bro,a stud)))n smoke countless fags n sipping jugs of tea,,,,its been one month he has gone to pune to start a new chapter of his life i mean strtin a career,,,i went to drop him at station i neva thght dat life would be so colorless n dumb without him after six days i got a job too,,,,,i was at the top of the world ,,,,with all the zeal n excitement i began my so called perfect step to ladder of success,,,,,but just after one week i started feelin pathetic,,,people its really miserable when u don't know wat u want from u r life,,,,i started feelin bore,,,i realised what i had in the form of alok ,,,,a true buddy,,,wth whom timee justt passes lyke a cool breeze,,,,doesn;t matter dat we did something productive or not,,,but what we did whole day ,,,shared rounds of laughter,,,at the end of day we never regretted coz we always had a smile on our faces,,,we were happy,,,we were content,,although we wanted to change it but our hearts never allowed us now we are sitting 800 kms far from each oder,,he's busy ,i m busy we hardly talk,,,but still i visit his place every week to meet aunty n his kid bro!!!dere i see his bike wai8in for his owner,,,,the bike which wittnesed so many fun memories,,,,n then i realise,,,the moments ,,,memories which u share with your loved one's are precious,,,u can't buy dem wth any diamond in this world,,,,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;alok:::dude i always told u its really neccessary to express emotions,,,,but i don't think i will ever be able to express the feelin which i get wen i think of unsaid bonding between uss,,,,,dude u r an indispensable part of my life ,,,,,u r memories willl never fade away come&amp;nbsp; soon&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;both u r bike n freind are waitin eagerly for you"""&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/316435217506890826-382629470317612525?l=loveaccesssdenied.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveaccesssdenied.blogspot.com/feeds/382629470317612525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://loveaccesssdenied.blogspot.com/2010/08/memories-they-never-fade.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/316435217506890826/posts/default/382629470317612525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/316435217506890826/posts/default/382629470317612525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveaccesssdenied.blogspot.com/2010/08/memories-they-never-fade.html' title='MEMORIES: THEY NEVER FADE'/><author><name>MaNiSh DaLwAnI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00687140065828025065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-d_acrFKQxkw/TjluKBTFhkI/AAAAAAAAADE/wkBuP04D4NY/s220/310720112499.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-316435217506890826.post-2242413460688505606</id><published>2010-08-14T12:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-14T12:57:46.934-07:00</updated><title type='text'>perceptions!!!!!</title><content type='html'>some people are so dumb n idiotic that they just don't want to come out of dere xanadu,,,,,i mean dere arrogance n attitude never allows dem to b courteous,,,,they just think are the only creatures which are made by god exclusively,,,,,dese self acclaimed super genious guys just think they can perceive anythin in any way and can spit dere anger any time,,,,,and we can't just react so for dere knowledge!!!!its not dat we can't retalliate,,,,its just dat we are learned,cultured n no doubt better humanbeings den u in every sense,,,,,my coception about such ppl will never break i guess,,,,i tried it in my earlier entry,,,but as we all know dese ppl just can't understand,,dey are lame n sluggish,,,,,,dey just can't compromise wid dere ego's at any cost,,,,they think they will say any thin n we will just listen to them,,,,,they say they are better den us but den did they ever luk into mirror probably not because they ll b shit scared of there real faces.....itss not we can't show u the ground but we respect n execute humanity,,,,we give respect to the feelings n deeds of others,,,,,unlike u we just can't be judgemental at every second of day,,i don't know wheather da guy for whom dis post is wri88n will read it or not,,,,,but den also m quite lighten up after writin diss,,,,,these people can never change because......they just can't spare out some time frm demselves to treat oders as humanbeing,for them life's always a race in which they think they alvys stand first(again a mis conception)they are so selfish that even if dey say that dey luv sum 1 dere will definatly b sme motive behind,,,,,i hve tried to reconcile things many tymes,,,,,but now i give up........but one thing's for sure i doonoo wen but u ll regret this attitude la8er,,,,u can never b sum1's freind,,,,u can never love somebody i will stop here its not dat i can't write more,,but i thnk i hve never been so rude ever in my life so i would conclude with,,,,,,i disown all dese ppl they are no body's from dis very second to hell with dem ,,,,,,go n fuck u r selfs(pardon for the language,,,but i can't help it)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/316435217506890826-2242413460688505606?l=loveaccesssdenied.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveaccesssdenied.blogspot.com/feeds/2242413460688505606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://loveaccesssdenied.blogspot.com/2010/08/perceptions.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/316435217506890826/posts/default/2242413460688505606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/316435217506890826/posts/default/2242413460688505606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveaccesssdenied.blogspot.com/2010/08/perceptions.html' title='perceptions!!!!!'/><author><name>MaNiSh DaLwAnI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00687140065828025065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-d_acrFKQxkw/TjluKBTFhkI/AAAAAAAAADE/wkBuP04D4NY/s220/310720112499.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-316435217506890826.post-5031097736779565252</id><published>2010-08-12T11:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-12T11:37:20.911-07:00</updated><title type='text'>bRoKeN mIsCoNcEpTiOn</title><content type='html'>&lt;b style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;today i was chattin with a childhood frein of mine.and he told me the things,,which i guess was more lyke fiction to meh from my past experinces with him.i used to think that he's the most idiotic character wth an unnecessary and fake arrogance..i used to think that i ll always b miles ahead of him in each n every area of life..dis guy i m telling u about...was one of the usual freaks whch are found in almost every geogrophical area on earth,,who think they are "the best"they spent thier whole life in a misconception,,,but i was not aware of the exceptions prevailing.he proved that a moron can be transformed in a human being...planes can fly in sky,,,earth can move around the sun and he can justify his arrogance of being best amongst the bunch..........&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;dude its a confession from the trenches of my heart,,,the way u r leadin the path of u r life is truly incredible...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;u r one of the guys who has really made me realise....that one can do anythin ,can achve anythin if that is determined to get it&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;pe@ce&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/316435217506890826-5031097736779565252?l=loveaccesssdenied.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-d_acrFKQxkw/TjluKBTFhkI/AAAAAAAAADE/wkBuP04D4NY/s220/310720112499.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-316435217506890826.post-4924711568452520012</id><published>2010-08-11T16:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-11T16:10:47.634-07:00</updated><title type='text'>jatan:a guy wid a smile</title><content type='html'>12:20 am was the time when ankita told me that jatan is no more.he was not the best of my freinds.but he was amongst the guys whom i can never forget in my life,,,,there are very few people in my life who've really made an impact on my life n jatan was amongst them i still remember how he arranged blood for my fathers operation...i can still feel his hands on my shoulders at my fathers cremation,,,,,,full of energy,full of life,ready to go up to any extent for freinds,a loved son,,i met him in college,,,i still remember his laughing face n sayin"YAARA YEH SENIORS TOH EKDUM LALLU HAI"......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JATAN:DUDE WHEREEVER U ARE I JUST WANT YOU TO KNOW DAT U WERE DA GR8EST FREIN,,,I CAN NEVA FORGET YOU IN MY LIFE,,YOUR MEMORIES WILL NEVER FADE AWAY&lt;br /&gt;U R SMILE WILL ALWAYS BE WITH US....MISS U DUDE,,,,,MAY YOUR SOUL REST IN PEACE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/316435217506890826-4924711568452520012?l=loveaccesssdenied.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveaccesssdenied.blogspot.com/feeds/4924711568452520012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://loveaccesssdenied.blogspot.com/2010/08/jatana-guy-wid-smile.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/316435217506890826/posts/default/4924711568452520012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/316435217506890826/posts/default/4924711568452520012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveaccesssdenied.blogspot.com/2010/08/jatana-guy-wid-smile.html' title='jatan:a guy wid a smile'/><author><name>MaNiSh DaLwAnI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00687140065828025065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-d_acrFKQxkw/TjluKBTFhkI/AAAAAAAAADE/wkBuP04D4NY/s220/310720112499.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-316435217506890826.post-4959699506340856746</id><published>2010-08-11T11:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-11T11:57:59.937-07:00</updated><title type='text'>love:access denied</title><content type='html'>i always had a thought of writting a blog,sharing the experiences i 've got in my not so long journey,,finally i made it m writtin it !!!gosh i am excited ,anyways i don't want to bore people more!!!!so here it goes.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love:this word really confusess me a lot,and for the record i hve never been in love,although i hve tried fallin in it umteenth timess but the problem was always that i couldn't love any one more then my self,,u people might find it a bit selfish but this is the way i m ,but things r changing for last one week...i don't know but i realised one thing all these years i was in love,,(confused once again,bet i m more than you),but in the process of self analysis i found out that all dese years i was in love,i found out dat in each failed relation of mine i was searchin for her,,,,although i know that she can never be mine b.coz in each n every area of so called criteria's for compatibility of couples i score a not ,,,,b coz she's better den meh ,,,yes i accept dis after givin every possible effort to beat her in da ladder of livin life,,,i accept she is just "PERFECT",,,and the only thing which i can give her is to never tell her that i was ,i am , and i will be madly and insanely in love with her,she deserves a zillion times better guy then me but why my stupid heart doesn't understand dis simple fact................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i will be deprived of the company of the person i love.....of her soft touch,,,,,,of her glimpse,,,,,,,but still just the mere mention of her name brings smile on my face......and m content with this feeling.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/316435217506890826-4959699506340856746?l=loveaccesssdenied.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveaccesssdenied.blogspot.com/feeds/4959699506340856746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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