<?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-24347558</id><updated>2012-01-23T06:29:15.088-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Omee's Poems</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetomee.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24347558/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetomee.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Fondly called as 'Omee'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14809007052447434853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/441/1906/400/omee%20cropped.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>23</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24347558.post-114278253181372699</id><published>2007-12-31T23:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-19T01:58:30.340-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Omkar Nisal's Poems!</title><content type='html'>I just let my heart speak out loud.&lt;br /&gt;I some time manage to get them to rhyme!&lt;br /&gt;Yet even if my words may appear as fluffy as a white cloud!&lt;br /&gt;I dare to call my creations as....  poety!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I aint no 'pro', and I won no gold to be proud.&lt;br /&gt;Whatever its value may be for people, million dollar or dime,&lt;br /&gt;I love this process, and I care least about the crowd!&lt;br /&gt;My feelings just write through me- pure, careless and free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Omkar Nisal&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24347558-114278253181372699?l=poetomee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetomee.blogspot.com/feeds/114278253181372699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24347558&amp;postID=114278253181372699' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24347558/posts/default/114278253181372699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24347558/posts/default/114278253181372699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetomee.blogspot.com/2007/12/omkar-nisals-poems.html' title='Omkar Nisal&apos;s Poems!'/><author><name>Fondly called as 'Omee'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14809007052447434853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/441/1906/400/omee%20cropped.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24347558.post-114278417844522837</id><published>2007-12-31T23:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-10T20:19:30.836-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Precious Someone…</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what I knew,&lt;br /&gt;that dear &amp; precious people are but few!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as the time went by,&lt;br /&gt;some disappeared,&amp; I heaved a sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although earlier ones, to me will always be dear,&lt;br /&gt;and through their memories, will stay so near;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few new came along,&lt;br /&gt;and they sang even lovelier song!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its dawn, its one of those fresh beginnings,&lt;br /&gt;its time for us to stretch our wings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To find and more importantly, be dear and kind to some one,&lt;br /&gt;and we can all, again have lots of fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As it is, all we have is, this moment, NOW,&lt;br /&gt;and it all depends on our choice, of our thinking : HOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To do and be our best; wisely we must choose&lt;br /&gt;with what and who we have, before these lovely times we loose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even this moment, I choose not to let it slip by futile,&lt;br /&gt;Let me tell you that you are precious to me and I love your smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for being part of my life, even if its for a fraction of while&lt;br /&gt;In my life, you do make a difference &amp; of course so does your smile!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whether near or away, whichever is your way,&lt;br /&gt;May you in God's arms forever stay, this for you, I always pray!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Omkar Nisal  13:47        18/11/05&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;DEDICATION:&lt;br /&gt;This creation of mine is dedicated to YOU!!&lt;br /&gt;Even if its for small fraction of time, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I want to thank you too,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;for being that 'precious one' in my life!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24347558-114278417844522837?l=poetomee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetomee.blogspot.com/feeds/114278417844522837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24347558&amp;postID=114278417844522837' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24347558/posts/default/114278417844522837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24347558/posts/default/114278417844522837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetomee.blogspot.com/2007/12/precious-someone.html' title='Precious Someone…'/><author><name>Fondly called as 'Omee'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14809007052447434853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/441/1906/400/omee%20cropped.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24347558.post-116549349735807378</id><published>2007-12-07T04:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-07T04:20:24.606-08:00</updated><title type='text'>TOMORROW’S  YESTERDAY</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;And, Life goes  on….&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;My friend, we  have to go on too…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Only thing sure  and permanent in life we have is change&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;At every moment  and step,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;There is a choice  we have to make.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;We wish we had  done some things earlier,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;When things  were better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Alas! Some times  we find its too late,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;And life goes  on…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;My friend, we  have to go on too..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Yes! We have  to live in today’s date,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;So that we don’t  regret later:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;“only if we  had done…earlier”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Part of life all of us, yesterday,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Has already  gone and slipped off surely.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;And part of  it is still with us, today and tomorrow,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;How it will  be, is up to us, purely!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;And Life goes  on…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Like it or not,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;My friend, every  moment we choose ,and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;We continuously  shape our tomorrow and tomorrow’s yesterday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;This moment  ! Yes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;This moment  we have got to decide,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;To make our  remaining journey of life,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;An enjoyment  or a rough ride.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;And Life goes  on …&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;My friend, we  have to go on too..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Our past is  already gone…mind you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Realize that  today is brand new!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Just like a  dark night awaits the enlightening morning sun,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;You got to get  up, gather courage, stand boldly, and be ready&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;For the thing  that are to come.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;You are more  than you think you are,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Surely, you  are more than you think you are,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;You got to get  up, gather courage, stand boldly, and be ready&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;For the thing   that are to come.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;And life goes  on…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;My friend, only  thing sure and permanent in life we have is change&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Now you have  a choice to make…..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Now, of your life's charge you have to take...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;You got to wisely  decide, tomorrow’s yesterday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Think about  it … you can’t change today’s yesterday,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;But you surely  can choose tomorrow’s yesterday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I want you to  have better and lovely tomorrows and yesterdays…..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;                              &lt;wbr&gt;                                                   By Omkar Nisal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Written Specially for my sister Sneha Pujari when she was going through tough times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Sharing with you all with her permission.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24347558-116549349735807378?l=poetomee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetomee.blogspot.com/feeds/116549349735807378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24347558&amp;postID=116549349735807378' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24347558/posts/default/116549349735807378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24347558/posts/default/116549349735807378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetomee.blogspot.com/2007/12/tomorrows-yesterday.html' title='TOMORROW’S  YESTERDAY'/><author><name>Fondly called as 'Omee'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14809007052447434853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/441/1906/400/omee%20cropped.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24347558.post-114278901271700730</id><published>2007-03-19T08:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-03-19T09:23:32.726-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Live for the moment!  Live for the day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Live for the moment!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Live for the day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Live for the moment, dear;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;live for the day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;make everyone happy,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;who crosses ya way!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see if any one needs any help,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;make some one's day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Live for some one else's moment,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;live for some one else's day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smile at the stranger,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;smile at any one you like!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;make some one's day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look for those 'need filled' eyes,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Look for a lonely soul!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;See them suddenly joyous,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;when you simply say, "HEY!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Live for some one else's moment,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;live for some one else's day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grant all those prayers,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;when your heart for something,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hears some one pray!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Small things make people happy,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and for it, you will be remembered,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;when you are away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Live for some one else's moment,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;live for some one else's day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never hesitate to pour your heart out!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;be brave! tell what you feel!  say! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speak whatever your heart says!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;to reach hearts, it is the simplest way!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Live for some one else's moment,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;live for some one else's day! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tomorrow is too unpredictable,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so why take chances on Today??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Live for the moment!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Live for the day!&lt;br /&gt;....some one else's&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;....in some way!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-written by Omkar Nisal&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;24 November 2000.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24347558-114278901271700730?l=poetomee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetomee.blogspot.com/feeds/114278901271700730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24347558&amp;postID=114278901271700730' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24347558/posts/default/114278901271700730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24347558/posts/default/114278901271700730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetomee.blogspot.com/2007/03/live-for-moment-live-for-day.html' title='Live for the moment!  Live for the day!'/><author><name>Fondly called as 'Omee'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14809007052447434853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/441/1906/400/omee%20cropped.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24347558.post-6484698408267134548</id><published>2007-01-30T13:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-30T15:22:49.730-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Scribbling ! :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1W65o6iQkR4/Rb-16c9hyjI/AAAAAAAAAH4/Ro74BG1OqA0/s1600-h/Picture+730.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1W65o6iQkR4/Rb-16c9hyjI/AAAAAAAAAH4/Ro74BG1OqA0/s400/Picture+730.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025935724980062770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(and for those who cant make out what I have scribbled) here it is :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wonderful ages of smile,&lt;br /&gt;'wanna live each of this while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For ever and ever,&lt;br /&gt;dipping in the honey &amp; Sugar times of life,&lt;br /&gt;'wanna play, sing merry songs n dance!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...Take hold of every wonderful situation&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; enjoy it's sweet grace!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...Go wild on the happy spirits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... fly high.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... Giggle all night long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...Being merry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... See the dream of happy life with a fairy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...keep smiling, for ever after.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of life is just fun, joy, amazement and laughter!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24347558-6484698408267134548?l=poetomee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetomee.blogspot.com/feeds/6484698408267134548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24347558&amp;postID=6484698408267134548' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24347558/posts/default/6484698408267134548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24347558/posts/default/6484698408267134548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetomee.blogspot.com/2007/01/random-scribbling-d.html' title='Random Scribbling ! :D'/><author><name>Fondly called as 'Omee'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14809007052447434853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/441/1906/400/omee%20cropped.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_1W65o6iQkR4/Rb-16c9hyjI/AAAAAAAAAH4/Ro74BG1OqA0/s72-c/Picture+730.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24347558.post-116578010372098000</id><published>2006-12-10T11:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-10T11:48:23.733-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its time to Rhyme!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Irrespective of what is the time....&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;Its a wonderful time to.. rhyme!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, its total fun u see..&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Just let ur mind free!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;You will surely come up with words&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;to rhyme and even if u dont...&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so what? who cares?&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;smiles we share!&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what if it may not be perfect&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;no one should really object!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Cuz we just are here to have loads of fun&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;smile: We must flash ours... sun or no sun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;So just join the group..&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;and drink some rhyme soup!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Its simple as this&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;trust me.. its totall bliss!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;I just made this poem for u to smile&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;                      &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;let ur creativity flow.. freestyle!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( Just made this up in a chat conversation with Somya Agarwal&lt;br /&gt;on 10/12/2006)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24347558-116578010372098000?l=poetomee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetomee.blogspot.com/feeds/116578010372098000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24347558&amp;postID=116578010372098000' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24347558/posts/default/116578010372098000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24347558/posts/default/116578010372098000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetomee.blogspot.com/2006/12/its-time-to-rhyme.html' title='Its time to Rhyme!!'/><author><name>Fondly called as 'Omee'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14809007052447434853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/441/1906/400/omee%20cropped.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24347558.post-114315703664019056</id><published>2006-03-23T15:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-23T15:37:16.650-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pruthvivar cha apla swarga..</title><content type='html'>Mitrano! Bara ka!! Mala kavita nahi karta yet....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kavita nasel yett tar kai jhala? chaar olee lihaychya bindhast!&lt;br /&gt;Bhavna man moklya vyakta karai la harkat kai kunachi!?&lt;br /&gt;udya ahey ka koni pahila? He suchana lakshyat thevaichi!&lt;br /&gt;Konala awdo athwa na awdo, shabda julo na julo.... Lihaycha nusta!-----&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Kavita nahi yett karta mala",&lt;br /&gt;asa sahaj parva mhantli ti"&lt;br /&gt;Aaga prayatna tar kar ki!", mhantle me&lt;br /&gt;"ka tu kamee samaztes swatahala?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Arey wa! Omee tu tar sahaj julavlas hey!&lt;br /&gt;udya paryant bagh me tula harvel"&lt;br /&gt;Me haslun mhanto "ho ho! shabdancha khel!&lt;br /&gt;Baghu tari apan, tujha 'udya' kadhi ugovtoy te!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ani kharach dusryach diwshi chalu jhali na shabdanchi gaadi!&lt;br /&gt;"A chal jau na apan khadakwaslya la!&lt;br /&gt;Sundar he sandhya kal paha!&lt;br /&gt;Chal uth na Omee,chal tikde! Panyat maru uddi! soduu kagdachi hodi"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me manta mhantey .."Arey wa! jhale ka ata chalu?"&lt;br /&gt;"A Omee kuthey harvlas tu itkyat,&lt;br /&gt;ahey apan ujun .. punyat!&lt;br /&gt;apan paanyat paahu, suryaasta haalu haalu"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Galyat tichi mithi..gala la gaal,ticha sparsha swarga bhasav to..&lt;br /&gt;"Aga me eka navin vishwa cha swapnat haravlo"&lt;br /&gt;khud-kini hasun mhanali:"apla lagna,tu,me,ani kiti.. ho??"&lt;br /&gt;"hehe, me jara dusryach vishwat hoto!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"A kuthla dusra vishwa ata!?"&lt;br /&gt;mithi sodun kambrevar haat...&lt;br /&gt;"kai ahey nakki omee tujha vichar?!?"&lt;br /&gt;Aika ticha chidka prashna, manatla!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Je vishwa..asel kadhi,ho aplya pruthvi varrach!&lt;br /&gt;jithe saglya garaja, saglanchya ekatra purna apoap hotaat.&lt;br /&gt;noodle aso ka bread ka roti bhaat,&lt;br /&gt;sagyana ghar ani sundar kapde! kharaach!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arshyat tila pahila ki, kiti hai sa wat ta! wah wah!&lt;br /&gt;Tila pahili ki kavita apo ap kagdavar racch te,&lt;br /&gt;mithi sutli thodi shi, ani tichi kavitanchya olee he!&lt;br /&gt;khara tar, majha hach swarga,khush ahey me! ha paha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"swatahala awdel tech kaam swatahala harvun,&lt;br /&gt; paishe milo na milo! nahi tar nustach nivant asa.&lt;br /&gt;Apan saglyani bandhlela ha pruthvivarcha swarga!&lt;br /&gt;A chalu karu na hyache kaam attapasunach" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doley harvelele tichey ...shunyat!&lt;br /&gt;Vicharan madhey haravleli, nustich thodishi hasli.&lt;br /&gt;Arechya! kadhi tichi mithi tiney kassli?&lt;br /&gt;Amhi nakkich challo .... swargat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aho chalu ahey paaya bandhkaam aplya swargacha,&lt;br /&gt;Tumhala pan amantran amcha&lt;br /&gt;Kai pharak padto nav, gaav kon cha?&lt;br /&gt;Ekach anmol kutumb tumcha - amcha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"A Omee kitivela majha vishwa asa ankhi sundar banavshil?Arey Vedi hoil me!&lt;br /&gt;Bhetlas temvha, majha haat dharun, prem vyakta kelas temvha, oye hero!&lt;br /&gt;he angthi ......(isshh) , aaj hey swapna dakhavlas themvha! ...Ani ho!&lt;br /&gt;Kavitancha prem majha ayushyacha oleet jemvha bharle tu Omee "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arey te kahi aso, koni kiti he , kahihi gondhal ghalo&lt;br /&gt;Me ekaach nishkarsha var ahey .. (attaach aalo!)&lt;br /&gt;Tichi ti ghatta mithi ahey majha swarga kharokhar!&lt;br /&gt;Galyat tichi mithi..gala la gaal, aaah...ticha sparsha...!    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; -------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feedback please..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me apla ingraji madhyamatla porga ahey...&lt;br /&gt;majha marathi cha tasa thoda kameech sambandha ala...&lt;br /&gt; especially kavitancha...&lt;br /&gt;asach baslya baslya banavleli ke kavita&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( mhanjey kavita mhanaicha daring karto me!) hehhehehhee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kashi watli?&lt;br /&gt;aplyala awadli na?&lt;br /&gt;kuthli goshta awadli,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sanga tar khara mala! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dhanyawad!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24347558-114315703664019056?l=poetomee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetomee.blogspot.com/feeds/114315703664019056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24347558&amp;postID=114315703664019056' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24347558/posts/default/114315703664019056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24347558/posts/default/114315703664019056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetomee.blogspot.com/2006/03/pruthvivar-cha-apla-swarga.html' title='Pruthvivar cha apla swarga..'/><author><name>Fondly called as 'Omee'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14809007052447434853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/441/1906/400/omee%20cropped.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24347558.post-114279003632658644</id><published>2006-03-19T07:19:00.015-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-19T09:40:36.336-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Walking on the razor sharp edges of life..</title><content type='html'>.Walking on,&lt;br /&gt;.  the razor sharp edges of  knives,&lt;br /&gt;.    turning on,     &lt;br /&gt;.      these distressed pages of life......&lt;br /&gt;.         I hate to see the violence,&lt;br /&gt;.             I hate to see the crime,&lt;br /&gt;.                rhyme,&lt;br /&gt;.                 in these pages of life....           &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.                   Oh! Lord come down,&lt;br /&gt;.                     come back to us,&lt;br /&gt;.                       please take a birth,&lt;br /&gt;.                         cuz, we need you! in&lt;br /&gt;.                           these distressed pages of life....&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.                            The way of life and&lt;br /&gt;.                              the way we treat life,&lt;br /&gt;.                                is far far away.....&lt;br /&gt;.                                 away from your smile!&lt;br /&gt;.                                  We need you,&lt;br /&gt;.                                    we genuinely do,&lt;br /&gt;.                                      need you, in these&lt;br /&gt;.                                       pages of our lives. ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.                                          Please help us!&lt;br /&gt;.                                            We are all walking on,&lt;br /&gt;.                                               razor-sharp edges of knives,&lt;br /&gt;.                                                we need you, while turning on&lt;br /&gt;.                                                   these distressed pages of 'life'.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.                                                     - Omkar. Fri. March 03 2000.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.                                                              I was very disturbed when I wrote this.&lt;br /&gt;.                                                                 I dont remember how and why...&lt;br /&gt;.                                                                     :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24347558-114279003632658644?l=poetomee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetomee.blogspot.com/feeds/114279003632658644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24347558&amp;postID=114279003632658644' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24347558/posts/default/114279003632658644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24347558/posts/default/114279003632658644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetomee.blogspot.com/2006/03/walking-on-razor-sharp-edges-of-life.html' title='Walking on the razor sharp edges of life..'/><author><name>Fondly called as 'Omee'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14809007052447434853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/441/1906/400/omee%20cropped.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24347558.post-114278520212572551</id><published>2006-03-19T07:19:00.014-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-19T08:20:02.133-08:00</updated><title type='text'>my 'one'</title><content type='html'>When I looked into your eyes,&lt;br /&gt;over some one's shoulders....&lt;br /&gt;I wondered, if you would be the 'one'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you gave that look,&lt;br /&gt;and as you brilliantly smiled,&lt;br /&gt;I though, you could be the 'one'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later as we 'talked' and 'looked',&lt;br /&gt;into each others lives,&lt;br /&gt;I knew that you just may be the 'one'!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as I started loosing my sleep,&lt;br /&gt;and control over my heart,&lt;br /&gt;I knew, you mostly are the 'one'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you for you,&lt;br /&gt;And I love being with you,&lt;br /&gt;I know now that you are the 'one'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No mattter what you say or do,&lt;br /&gt;my love is true,for you,&lt;br /&gt;cuz, you now are MY 'one'!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24347558-114278520212572551?l=poetomee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetomee.blogspot.com/feeds/114278520212572551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24347558&amp;postID=114278520212572551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24347558/posts/default/114278520212572551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24347558/posts/default/114278520212572551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetomee.blogspot.com/2006/03/my-one.html' title='my &apos;one&apos;'/><author><name>Fondly called as 'Omee'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14809007052447434853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/441/1906/400/omee%20cropped.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24347558.post-114278457907837112</id><published>2006-03-19T07:19:00.013-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-19T08:09:39.080-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Socha tha... (In Hindi)</title><content type='html'>Socha tha..... waha jiyunga.&lt;br /&gt;socha tha mainey..... woh paney ke baad jiyunga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ke kal jiyunga..... parso jiyunga.&lt;br /&gt;Socha tha ki… kathinaiya duur hone ke baad jiyunga kabhi.&lt;br /&gt;Socha tha mainey..... mein bhi jiyunga abhi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Akhir mein pata chala muzey....&lt;br /&gt;mere paas, sirf ek pal hain jeene ke liye...&lt;br /&gt;Aur yehi ek pal hain jeeneh ke liye, woh hain: abhi, issi wakt!&lt;br /&gt;Socha tha mainey..... najane kya kya kabhi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Par yaaron, muzey abhi pata chala ....&lt;br /&gt;Inh kathinayionko sulzana he hain jindagi ka duusra naam..&lt;br /&gt;Socha tha mainey..... kuch aur, par yehi hain baat sahi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Socha karta tha mein bhi kabhi..... mein bhi jiyunga abhi...&lt;br /&gt;Ab jindagi jeene se, khush hone se,&lt;br /&gt;aur hasi majak se phursat he nahi milti!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aisi jindagi jeeneh ka mein socha karta tha kabhi.....&lt;br /&gt;Kisi aur pal ke baare mein sochneki phursat nahi milti abhi!&lt;br /&gt;Har pal,har ek pal... bass khush hain sabhi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Omkar Nisal  November 20, 2005&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24347558-114278457907837112?l=poetomee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetomee.blogspot.com/feeds/114278457907837112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24347558&amp;postID=114278457907837112' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24347558/posts/default/114278457907837112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24347558/posts/default/114278457907837112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetomee.blogspot.com/2006/03/socha-tha-in-hindi.html' title='Socha tha... (In Hindi)'/><author><name>Fondly called as 'Omee'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14809007052447434853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/441/1906/400/omee%20cropped.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24347558.post-114278446882140912</id><published>2006-03-19T07:19:00.012-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-19T08:07:48.823-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why does God do this??</title><content type='html'>“Why does God do the things that makes us feel,&lt;br /&gt;that life is a suffering?” I asked myself one day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Why does God let people be ill?&lt;br /&gt;Why there are obstacles in the way?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wondered a lot and waited for reply,&lt;br /&gt;Here is what I got, my own inner voice had a say:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Because God knows we can endure with a smile.&lt;br /&gt;God wants to make our emotional muscles stronger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then use our strength&lt;br /&gt;to build a beautiful world,&lt;br /&gt;&amp; glorify the existing world even further!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thus realized that God is not cruel!&lt;br /&gt;He is in fact very loving and kind!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something wonderful may come,&lt;br /&gt;We will just have to wait until we find!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I whole heartedly believe in the world’s best artist,&lt;br /&gt;He, I would totally trust.. even if I were blind!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- Omkar Nisal&lt;br /&gt; November 10, 2005&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24347558-114278446882140912?l=poetomee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetomee.blogspot.com/feeds/114278446882140912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24347558&amp;postID=114278446882140912' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24347558/posts/default/114278446882140912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24347558/posts/default/114278446882140912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetomee.blogspot.com/2006/03/why-does-god-do-this.html' title='Why does God do this??'/><author><name>Fondly called as 'Omee'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14809007052447434853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/441/1906/400/omee%20cropped.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24347558.post-114278441917170170</id><published>2006-03-19T07:19:00.011-08:00</published><updated>2006-07-13T00:39:43.426-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This is a fabulous day..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so very glad to say,&lt;br /&gt;Its a fabulous day!&lt;br /&gt;&amp; I choose to be happy today,&lt;br /&gt;Because it gets better that way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its all, how you look at it,&lt;br /&gt;Honestly I truly feel that,&lt;br /&gt;It doesn’t need much of a wit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One who learns this decision, to make,&lt;br /&gt;automatically for him all things fall in place,&lt;br /&gt;&amp; that’s how happiness, you awake!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is too short to be sad,&lt;br /&gt;In fact the saddest words heard are,&lt;br /&gt;"Lived fully, if only I had!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We regret most for things we missed to do,&lt;br /&gt;Think about it, look into your own past,&lt;br /&gt;&amp; Tell me frankly, Isn’t this so true?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes! Nothing is as yesterday,&lt;br /&gt;Hey because today is a fabulous day!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;Tomorrow will not be like today,&lt;br /&gt;because change is all that will stay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But who cares any way?&lt;br /&gt;Its such a fabulous day!&lt;br /&gt;&amp; your, be also like my day,&lt;br /&gt;that’s all I have got to pray!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me just tell you one secret, my dear friend,&lt;br /&gt;Just be merry and have no worry,&lt;br /&gt;Have fun and miss no beauty of nature at any turn,&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy this world, so amazing,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;give your imaginations couple of wing&lt;br /&gt;You will sleep peacefully,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once, someone made my day,&lt;br /&gt;by saying, " Its such a fabulous day!"&lt;br /&gt;I sincerely hope that you may,&lt;br /&gt;continue this flow as you zestfully say:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Its indeed such a fabulous day!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24347558-114278441917170170?l=poetomee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetomee.blogspot.com/feeds/114278441917170170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24347558&amp;postID=114278441917170170' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24347558/posts/default/114278441917170170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24347558/posts/default/114278441917170170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetomee.blogspot.com/2006/03/this-is-fabulous-day.html' title='This is a fabulous day..'/><author><name>Fondly called as 'Omee'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14809007052447434853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/441/1906/400/omee%20cropped.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24347558.post-114278437103515425</id><published>2006-03-19T07:19:00.010-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-19T08:06:11.036-08:00</updated><title type='text'>She seems happy to meet me today!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Her smile gives me happy chills,&lt;br /&gt;Way she plays with her hair,&lt;br /&gt;…looking straight and deep in my eyes,&lt;br /&gt;She seems happy to meet me today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her worries and tensions are so gladdening to have!&lt;br /&gt;The way she tells me smallest of things,&lt;br /&gt;…with so much of trust, energy and fun,&lt;br /&gt;She makes me feel she is happy to meet me today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her walks towards me, and her talks with me are full of attitude,&lt;br /&gt;The way she carries her self is charismatic and graceful,&lt;br /&gt;…flowing with confidence and healthy esteem.&lt;br /&gt;She makes me feel she is very happy to meet me today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her jealous anger when I look at other girls,&lt;br /&gt;The way she wants all my attention towards her,&lt;br /&gt;her growing fondness and possessiveness..&lt;br /&gt;She makes me feel, she is so very happy to meet me today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I showed her this poem on her. “Oh Yes!” She said with her smile…&lt;br /&gt;She does in fact feel so very happy to meet me,&lt;br /&gt;She loves to meet me everyday! Not just today…&lt;br /&gt;And ‘Oh Yes!’ I too love to meet her everyday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- Omkar Nisal    14:32  06/10/05&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24347558-114278437103515425?l=poetomee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetomee.blogspot.com/feeds/114278437103515425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24347558&amp;postID=114278437103515425' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24347558/posts/default/114278437103515425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24347558/posts/default/114278437103515425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetomee.blogspot.com/2006/03/she-seems-happy-to-meet-me-today.html' title='She seems happy to meet me today!'/><author><name>Fondly called as 'Omee'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14809007052447434853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/441/1906/400/omee%20cropped.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24347558.post-114278432578154804</id><published>2006-03-19T07:19:00.009-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-30T21:45:24.723-08:00</updated><title type='text'>She gives my heart a tug..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She gives my heart a tug..&lt;br /&gt;Ooh her touch on my lips is always  warm and soft!&lt;br /&gt;So very soft! Softer than softest velvet rug!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When she is around...&lt;br /&gt;Its pure pleasure! She smells so exquisitely wonderful,&lt;br /&gt;Probably even from next building she could be found!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I hold her very near to me…&lt;br /&gt;And you know.. When I can feel her warmth,&lt;br /&gt;Its as if she is enchanting me with her magic smile &amp; saying “Just BE!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The way she spreads many a smile,&lt;br /&gt;And how she makes me feel thousand times better,&lt;br /&gt;Ah! She makes me and life as well feel so worth while!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She could probably be the whole world’s sweet heart!&lt;br /&gt;Cuz I hardly know any one who would love to,&lt;br /&gt;After meeting her, be away from her or part!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I too want more and more,&lt;br /&gt;You know.. her … yeah… more of her..&lt;br /&gt;And here she is, waiting for me! Oh! How much I adore!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessed am I, with her presence,&lt;br /&gt;She makes me feel, I’m the King of the world,&lt;br /&gt;Now the whole universe, makes so much of sense!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had prayed for this blessing, sweeter than a toffee!&lt;br /&gt;Every time I look at her.. I smile and say.. “Thank you!”&lt;br /&gt;(And every time I do so…)&lt;br /&gt;I’m so amazed that this splendid creation is strangely called as: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;‘Coffee’ !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Written by Omkar Nisal&lt;br /&gt;On 16th Sept 2005 At  (22:50)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24347558-114278432578154804?l=poetomee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetomee.blogspot.com/feeds/114278432578154804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24347558&amp;postID=114278432578154804' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24347558/posts/default/114278432578154804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24347558/posts/default/114278432578154804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetomee.blogspot.com/2006/03/she-gives-my-heart-tug.html' title='She gives my heart a tug..'/><author><name>Fondly called as 'Omee'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14809007052447434853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/441/1906/400/omee%20cropped.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24347558.post-114278376505562471</id><published>2006-03-19T07:19:00.008-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-19T07:56:05.056-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life Is Wonderful!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You, my dear life,&lt;br /&gt;dear dear life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is wonderful!&lt;br /&gt;Life is so very beautiful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;warm in winter like wool&lt;br /&gt;shady in summer ...you are so very cool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do I express?!?  "WOW"!&lt;br /&gt;Is really all I can say now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some things suddenly happens&lt;br /&gt;and everything just brightens!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One candle, one ray of light,&lt;br /&gt;how it can show us the way &amp; delight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like magic it can change our life forever,&lt;br /&gt;one wished it happened, but expected? never!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is wonderful!&lt;br /&gt;Life is so very beautiful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you LIFE! my dear dear life!&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for letting me be so ALIVE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10:31 PM 12/4/05&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24347558-114278376505562471?l=poetomee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetomee.blogspot.com/feeds/114278376505562471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24347558&amp;postID=114278376505562471' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24347558/posts/default/114278376505562471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24347558/posts/default/114278376505562471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetomee.blogspot.com/2006/03/life-is-wonderful.html' title='Life Is Wonderful!'/><author><name>Fondly called as 'Omee'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14809007052447434853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/441/1906/400/omee%20cropped.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24347558.post-114278364486945894</id><published>2006-03-19T07:19:00.007-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-19T07:54:04.870-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It happened again!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;“Look! The flowers bloomed again!”&lt;br /&gt;Cuz it happened just now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Look! The dark cloud cleared for the blue skies…&lt;br /&gt;The Sun rays are shining again! Bright!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The birds are chirping happy and loud!&lt;br /&gt;Of course! The magic happened again just now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Look! Even in the midst of this winter…&lt;br /&gt;The spring has come!”&lt;br /&gt;“Look! The streams are sparkling ..&lt;br /&gt;Even grass is dazzling… look !”&lt;br /&gt;Diamonds and gold are glittering everywhere!&lt;br /&gt;The spring has come!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rainbows are jumping all around!&lt;br /&gt;And so many pleasing sounds!&lt;br /&gt;Listen to the melodies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fragrances of unknown from somewhere..&lt;br /&gt;Hey! Its all because of that some one…&lt;br /&gt;‘Cuz it happened again and its all over, everywhere the air!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know what happened?&lt;br /&gt;Let me tell you! Someone.. so very dear ..smiled!!&lt;br /&gt;And LO! ‘It’ just happened again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Look! The flowers bloomed yet again…”&lt;br /&gt; Omkar Nisal  Tuesday, January 03, 2006 4:19 PM &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24347558-114278364486945894?l=poetomee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetomee.blogspot.com/feeds/114278364486945894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24347558&amp;postID=114278364486945894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24347558/posts/default/114278364486945894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24347558/posts/default/114278364486945894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetomee.blogspot.com/2006/03/it-happened-again.html' title='It happened again!'/><author><name>Fondly called as 'Omee'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14809007052447434853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/441/1906/400/omee%20cropped.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24347558.post-114278359664355963</id><published>2006-03-19T07:19:00.006-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-19T07:53:16.643-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I need no reason to be Happy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I need no reason to be Happy!&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;I need no reason to be Happy!&lt;br /&gt;I just CHOOSE to be Happy!&lt;br /&gt;And in any case there are,&lt;br /&gt;million reason to be Happy!&lt;br /&gt;I don’t bother to for the reasons to be Happy!&lt;br /&gt;Its total joy and pleasure to be Happy!&lt;br /&gt;Isn’t it?&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To feel your smile, Right now I am happy!&lt;br /&gt;I also know you already are catching,&lt;br /&gt;my attitude: infectious &amp; Happy!&lt;br /&gt;I need no reason to be Happy!&lt;br /&gt;Yet, also for your happiness, I am happy!&lt;br /&gt;I am so happy! I am so happy! I am so happy!&lt;br /&gt;Ha ha ha ha haa ha ha!&lt;br /&gt;November 10, 2005&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Omkar Nisal   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(My Uncle used to call me ‘Happy’!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24347558-114278359664355963?l=poetomee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetomee.blogspot.com/feeds/114278359664355963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24347558&amp;postID=114278359664355963' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24347558/posts/default/114278359664355963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24347558/posts/default/114278359664355963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetomee.blogspot.com/2006/03/i-need-no-reason-to-be-happy.html' title='I need no reason to be Happy!'/><author><name>Fondly called as 'Omee'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14809007052447434853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/441/1906/400/omee%20cropped.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24347558.post-114278354622915741</id><published>2006-03-19T07:19:00.005-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-19T07:52:26.230-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Changing the world .. is actually a play!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shatter the walls of sorrow!&lt;br /&gt;Build your dreams further in details!&lt;br /&gt;Build the bridges to brighter tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stamp on, and dispose off your regrets!&lt;br /&gt;Without hurting others, do what you feel like!&lt;br /&gt;And then see what beautiful turn does your life gets!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bury your mistakes six feet deep.&lt;br /&gt;Yet, keep those lessons you learnt from them alive.&lt;br /&gt;We are here to make new mistakes as we learn!&lt;br /&gt;Not to merely weep!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strangely, sometimes you might not even know why!&lt;br /&gt;But let me tell you, its perfectly ok to cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are here to progress and grow!&lt;br /&gt;Our final breath may come any time,&lt;br /&gt;And we may not even know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So let us get high on enthusiasm and passion!&lt;br /&gt;Lets trust our hearts, and do what it says,&lt;br /&gt;Even if it may be out of fashion!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Others, any way don’t have much of time or interest,&lt;br /&gt;Break away from traditions that hurt and now cause pain.&lt;br /&gt;Its our own duty to do what we love, and with all our zest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want no worries for tomorrow,&lt;br /&gt;And yesterdays to be free of regrets and sorrow:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then accept yourself and the whole world as it is and simply play!&lt;br /&gt;Do the work you love and enjoy the most,&lt;br /&gt;And you would automatically have changed the world this way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Omkar Nisal&lt;br /&gt;6th December 2005   11 AM&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24347558-114278354622915741?l=poetomee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetomee.blogspot.com/feeds/114278354622915741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24347558&amp;postID=114278354622915741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24347558/posts/default/114278354622915741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24347558/posts/default/114278354622915741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetomee.blogspot.com/2006/03/changing-world-is-actually-play.html' title='Changing the world .. is actually a play!'/><author><name>Fondly called as 'Omee'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14809007052447434853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/441/1906/400/omee%20cropped.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24347558.post-114278350026623384</id><published>2006-03-19T07:19:00.004-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-19T07:51:40.270-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Where there is a will there is a way!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once, very long time ago, I heard some one say this:&lt;br /&gt;"Where there is a will there is a way!"&lt;br /&gt;This has been so profoundly true, will be, and also is today,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you know, why you wish to find this way,&lt;br /&gt;That very reason shall guide you through your journey and your stay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You will learn that, when you have a companion to call you "Hey"&lt;br /&gt;(one should surely have one, by the way)&lt;br /&gt;You find your destination sooner, enjoy more of happiness&lt;br /&gt;And, also help you enjoy the pretty roads on your way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You will learn to hear of your heart and instincts, and that to do so, it pays!&lt;br /&gt;And how it confuses and how one goes astray,&lt;br /&gt;When you pay too serious attention to what most people say!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It might take few moments of here or perhaps long years of far away,&lt;br /&gt;But with positive attitude and some good friends,&lt;br /&gt;you will surely enjoy it all the way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aha! And most importantly: In midst of dark cloudy days,&lt;br /&gt;You shall learn to pray.&lt;br /&gt;You shall find shining and glittering hope and its rays.&lt;br /&gt;And Lo! All that seemed forever gone, shall, all stay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although God is always guiding, holding your little finger.. all though the way,&lt;br /&gt;You, my friend, shall realize this , that very day you pray, that very day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, grab your 'will' and the reason for the same, get going on your way…&lt;br /&gt;And I promise you my friend, I truly give you my word, that:&lt;br /&gt;When you choose to, you shall enjoy your journey, every single day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When ever and where ever there is a will…&lt;br /&gt;There surely is an amazing, exciting and richly rewarding way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You also shall soon know this! Enjoy! J&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omkar Nisal&lt;br /&gt;17 April 2003. 3:00 Am&lt;br /&gt;Pune, India.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24347558-114278350026623384?l=poetomee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetomee.blogspot.com/feeds/114278350026623384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24347558&amp;postID=114278350026623384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24347558/posts/default/114278350026623384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24347558/posts/default/114278350026623384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetomee.blogspot.com/2006/03/where-there-is-will-there-is-way.html' title='Where there is a will there is a way!'/><author><name>Fondly called as 'Omee'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14809007052447434853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/441/1906/400/omee%20cropped.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24347558.post-114278343732014212</id><published>2006-03-19T07:19:00.003-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-19T07:50:37.320-08:00</updated><title type='text'>There is a world so beautiful in your lovely eyes !</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a world so beautiful, in your lovely eyes!&lt;br /&gt;I see it all the time, and more I look, more are the knots and ties!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More these are tied, quicker are the next ones and suddenly we are knitted more together!&lt;br /&gt;And that every additional 'knit' makes me feel more and more ecstatic of our present, future and forever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there is a world so beautiful,  in your lovely eyes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every time you are away,&lt;br /&gt;I long to bask in these enlivening joys &amp; existence of this gorgeous world my beloved!&lt;br /&gt;When you are around, I love to stare at and in your deep sexy eyes: So wonderful! So wonderful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That it fills out all the longing and missing I have when you are not around. Like earlier I had said:&lt;br /&gt;You are so cute, so beautiful, so gorgeous, so splendid… over you I simply drool and drool! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a world so beautiful, in your lovely eyes rey!&lt;br /&gt;I want to stare in your eyes and live in that world, every single moment of every single day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well thanks to you, you make this world, "A Heaven", I love even more now to live in to!&lt;br /&gt;Thank you , YOU COMPLETE ME ! With you I feel so great within!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a determined world so strongly yet beautifully built in your eyes ,&lt;br /&gt;That no force can ever pull things or us apart for long my dear!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God is with us always! (He also reminds you always!)&lt;br /&gt;He is our best friend &amp; you know that very well! He wants us both together!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is NOTHING at all to fear my dearest!&lt;br /&gt;Give worries to Him and give that pessimism a permanent rest!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As and when we travel towards Sun, shadows automatically disappear.&lt;br /&gt;Same is our lovely path together, in light and in positive direction dear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is such graceful world, so beautiful, My charming darling, in your lovely eyes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In your eyes, I don’t like to see any fallacy, worries, trouble or fear.&lt;br /&gt;(No not even slightest of it!)&lt;br /&gt; It’s a lovely world my dear… lets keep it pure and very pure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a world so beautiful, in your lovely eyes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well thanks to you, you make this world, "A Heaven", I love even more now to live in to!&lt;br /&gt;Thank you , YOU COMPLETE ME ! With you I feel so great within!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a world so beautiful,  in your lovely eyes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24347558-114278343732014212?l=poetomee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetomee.blogspot.com/feeds/114278343732014212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24347558&amp;postID=114278343732014212' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24347558/posts/default/114278343732014212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24347558/posts/default/114278343732014212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetomee.blogspot.com/2006/03/there-is-world-so-beautiful-in-your.html' title='There is a world so beautiful in your lovely eyes !'/><author><name>Fondly called as 'Omee'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14809007052447434853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/441/1906/400/omee%20cropped.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24347558.post-114278324109775465</id><published>2006-03-19T07:19:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-19T07:47:21.100-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The day I found you..</title><content type='html'>Shree Ganesha&lt;br /&gt;                                       Monday, March 20, 2006    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day I found you… I knew I've another reason NOT to grow up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day I found you… I knew I've found that intangible, priceless something that can't be compared to anything at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The moment I decided to be with you always… I knew…it's going to be GRAND to grow older with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The moment I decided to grow older with you… I knew… we won't EVER have to grow up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The moment I've decided to stick together forever with you…I knew.. I am blessed to have you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The moment I decided to be with you all the time of my life… I knew I've got something more precious than life itself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The moment I realized my life is in safe hands… I knew this would be start of a lovely new life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The moment I saw you dance… I knew I could do the same and never stop dancing! Like the kids, I know.. we would never run out of energy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The moment I saw you cheer, smile and heard your laughter…. I knew I have got what I have always wanted and had been looking for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The moment I started enjoying this new trilling joy ride of my life with you…I knew I am gonna have fabulous time with a marvel-extreme, super enriching, happiness filling, challenge melting, victory attracting, dancing, researching, companion in the magical mystical romance filled journey …upwards rising journey… a splendid journey called LIFE.&lt;br /&gt;My dearest and beloved, I love you and need you always! Thanks for being there with me. J&lt;br /&gt;Your Omkar!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24347558-114278324109775465?l=poetomee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetomee.blogspot.com/feeds/114278324109775465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24347558&amp;postID=114278324109775465' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24347558/posts/default/114278324109775465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24347558/posts/default/114278324109775465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetomee.blogspot.com/2006/03/day-i-found-you.html' title='The day I found you..'/><author><name>Fondly called as 'Omee'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14809007052447434853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/441/1906/400/omee%20cropped.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24347558.post-114278311170652447</id><published>2006-03-19T07:19:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-19T07:45:11.706-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank you God, for this 'Grand' Today!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you God for the life and it's way!&lt;br /&gt;Frankly, I never knew or expected it to be this way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its so very fantastic and I simply love it!&lt;br /&gt;You are simply amazing and so are your ways!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you God so much for this grand day!&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I remember I had foolishly  wished this day,&lt;br /&gt;To be forever like this and eternally stay!&lt;br /&gt;Now, I realize .. this today,&lt;br /&gt;You provide every new day with a new play!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Please, always make me realize your presence everywhere" is all I pray,&lt;br /&gt;and I thank you my dearest, loveliest and most adorable good Lord!&lt;br /&gt;I thank you for your charisma and ominous stay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you so much, my dearest God, for this grand Today!&lt;br /&gt;Thank you so much for this GRAND TODAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omkar Nisal&lt;br /&gt;17 April 2003. 2:40 Am&lt;br /&gt;Pune, India.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24347558-114278311170652447?l=poetomee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetomee.blogspot.com/feeds/114278311170652447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24347558&amp;postID=114278311170652447' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24347558/posts/default/114278311170652447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24347558/posts/default/114278311170652447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetomee.blogspot.com/2006/03/thank-you-god-for-this-grand-today.html' title='Thank you God, for this &apos;Grand&apos; Today!'/><author><name>Fondly called as 'Omee'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14809007052447434853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/441/1906/400/omee%20cropped.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24347558.post-114278267796268330</id><published>2006-03-19T07:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-19T07:37:57.963-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let's Celebrate: Today!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let us dance and have a time of our lives: Today!&lt;br /&gt;Yes! Let's celebrate today! Let's celebrate: Today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's laugh and smile a one more while!&lt;br /&gt;Let's enjoy with whatever we have got!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's party and play…&lt;br /&gt;Till we have no breath left for the day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's dance and have a time of our lives: Today!&lt;br /&gt;Yes! Let's celebrate today! Let's celebrate: Today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's have, in our lives, no regrets,&lt;br /&gt;Let's blossom our time in joy and friendly bets!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's give ourselves &amp; all that we have got,&lt;br /&gt;Let's share with all those we can,&lt;br /&gt;And also those who wish, from us, to borrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's do our best to have a "Grand" tomorrow,&lt;br /&gt;But with that, too, let's dance &amp; have a time of our lives: Today!&lt;br /&gt;Yes! Let's celebrate today! Let's celebrate: Today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's also have a "Grand" yesterday,&lt;br /&gt;By celebrating every day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's make today, 'Our' way….&lt;br /&gt;So, let's dance &amp; have a time of our lives: Today!&lt;br /&gt;Yes! Let's celebrate today! Let's celebrate: Today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's make our journey a splendid - delight! Let's pray!&lt;br /&gt;Let's help some others find their way!&lt;br /&gt;Let's add them in our life's celebration and play!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come on my friend, WE got to choose how our lives are!&lt;br /&gt;So, Why not dance &amp; have a time of our lives: Right from Today!?&lt;br /&gt;Let's celebrate today! Let's celebrate: Today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omkar Nisal&lt;br /&gt;17 April 2003. 1:30 Am&lt;br /&gt;Pune, India.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24347558-114278267796268330?l=poetomee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetomee.blogspot.com/feeds/114278267796268330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24347558&amp;postID=114278267796268330' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24347558/posts/default/114278267796268330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24347558/posts/default/114278267796268330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetomee.blogspot.com/2006/03/lets-celebrate-today.html' title='Let&apos;s Celebrate: Today!'/><author><name>Fondly called as 'Omee'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14809007052447434853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/441/1906/400/omee%20cropped.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
