<?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-9008209044734538048</id><updated>2012-02-16T19:34:42.515-08:00</updated><title type='text'>“Thoughts are the shadows of our feelings - always darker, emptier and simpler.”</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sudeepghatak.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9008209044734538048/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sudeepghatak.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Sudeep Ghatak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08134135135638416622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>6</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9008209044734538048.post-7563662539396918511</id><published>2010-02-06T09:13:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-06T09:13:36.308-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Marriage Invite</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; border-collapse: collapse; "&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'comic sans ms', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large; "&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Not very long back my friends used to call &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'comic sans ms', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large; "&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;To talk about events in life: big and small.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'comic sans ms', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large; "&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;To tell me that his boss is a jerk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'comic sans ms', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large; "&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;To talk about the hot babe at work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'comic sans ms', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large; "&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'comic sans ms',  sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large; "&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Then they got married and started a new life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'comic sans ms', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large; "&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Used to spend most of their time with their wife.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'comic sans ms', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large; "&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Calls dropped to once a month, my phone rarely rang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'comic sans ms', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large; "&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Said all good things to motivate me; to join the gang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'comic sans ms', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large; "&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'comic sans ms', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large; "&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Now they call me only once an year, they turned lazy..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'comic sans ms', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large; "&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The phone would ring only when they have a new baby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'comic sans ms', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large; "&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;They kept reminding me the fact which I hate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'comic sans ms', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large; "&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;They said no point waiting since I am already late.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'comic sans ms', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large; "&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'comic sans ms', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large; "&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;So going by their words I am taking a dive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'comic sans  ms', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large; "&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I would soon be a married man till I am alive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'comic sans ms', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large; "&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;2nd March is the big day mark your calender.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'comic sans ms', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large; "&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Since that's the day your friend will surrender.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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Ghatak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08134135135638416622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9008209044734538048.post-2286251375712365657</id><published>2009-07-06T06:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T06:50:16.537-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Not so little friend!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;I was 5 when my Mom said to me.&lt;br /&gt;There was someone joining our family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;The news did not come to me as a joy&lt;br /&gt;Because I was told I would have to share my toys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;16th September was a memorable day.&lt;br /&gt;When my father waked me up to say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"There is someone you would like to meet."&lt;br /&gt;With small arms, small ears and small feet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;My eyes glittered when I saw him the first time.&lt;br /&gt;He was so cute, I couldn't believe he was mine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;His first day in school, cried all the way.&lt;br /&gt;Sat with me in my class, cant forget that day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fought with him with pillows and sticks.&lt;br /&gt;Trying to fool him with all my clever tricks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;As time went by things turned 360 degree.&lt;br /&gt;Now he was big and stronger than me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;But the child within him is still the same.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes cool as cucumber sometimes hot as flame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am with him for all he does, all he did.&lt;br /&gt;For I'll always treat him like my Kid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9008209044734538048-2286251375712365657?l=sudeepghatak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sudeepghatak.blogspot.com/feeds/2286251375712365657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9008209044734538048&amp;postID=2286251375712365657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9008209044734538048/posts/default/2286251375712365657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9008209044734538048/posts/default/2286251375712365657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sudeepghatak.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-not-so-little-friend.html' title='My Not so little friend!'/><author><name>Sudeep Ghatak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08134135135638416622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9008209044734538048.post-6216476927767513071</id><published>2009-03-30T13:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T18:35:38.583-07:00</updated><title type='text'>From my Farewell speech in 2007</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff66;"&gt;I heard it takes blood and fierce fight.&lt;br /&gt;For someone to come to onsite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;I was fortunate not to face any such situation.&lt;br /&gt;Trip to Frederick came just like an invitation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I came here with many dreams and happy mood.&lt;br /&gt;Never thought it would turn out that good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could still remember the day of my flight.&lt;br /&gt;Me and Karun all packed and tight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Who would not enjoy such golden chances.&lt;br /&gt;When TCS is paying for your travel expenses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;My first day in BP5 is still fresh in my mind.&lt;br /&gt;All those moments I wish I could rewind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My initial days were tough, tiring and busy.&lt;br /&gt;Working in a client environment was not going to be easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;I thank Sanjay, Avneesh, Rishi for those initial days.&lt;br /&gt;They helped me out in all the possible ways.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;My first TCS party in Germantown, those little cameos&lt;br /&gt;On public demand - SHOLAY is back on youtube videos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll take this opportunity to thank everybody personally here.&lt;br /&gt;Those who were good to me may relax, others beware.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Who else to start with other than my Dear roommate.&lt;br /&gt;He did wonderfully with carpets and the dirty plates.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Staying with him was a great experience as I recall.&lt;br /&gt;Been a very good friend and a great human being above all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next guy in the list is the one who doesnot work in office at all.&lt;br /&gt;Dont worry Amit Goyal you are not the one I am going to call.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;The guy I am talking about is more than a brother.&lt;br /&gt;Extremely helpful and wise its Gaurav -- none other.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Whenever I would run into any trouble or worry.&lt;br /&gt;Gaurav is there to advise with his "2 thing" theory.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would miss Amit as a wonderful neighbour.&lt;br /&gt;When we havent cooked anything, he'll do us a favour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Kapil Chawla is another character needs to be illustrated.&lt;br /&gt;The sensex in Bombay Stock Exchange keeps him frustated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Priyanka had been a host to so many lunches and dinner.&lt;br /&gt;Doing so to all, she had been really a heart winner. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tanuja would push us hard to study in all poosible way.&lt;br /&gt;Today she turned 32, many happy returns of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Shashwati had a long thank you speech yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;And was hence able to extend her stay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Simple and sobur as she is.&lt;br /&gt;May God bless her with all her wishes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No words to thank Mithun and Sheetal for all they have done.&lt;br /&gt;For all the delicious food that you cooked, we all had fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Vineet joined us recently, had been a Achha Yaar.&lt;br /&gt;Excuse his mannerisms and language because he is from Bihar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Although its not many days since I have known him.&lt;br /&gt;Social and polite --- this guy is a real gem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thank Nidhi, Meenaxi and Somi for homely touch.&lt;br /&gt;I never missed my home here --- Thanks very much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Amol and Chandra were the first friends I had.&lt;br /&gt;We had times together both good and bad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;The Gym Guy - The Muscle Man thats what I call him.&lt;br /&gt;Tarun - Tough from outside but soft from within.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His roommate Pankaj enchants with his magic charms.&lt;br /&gt;Has earned a fan even from Pakistan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Rajat is cool whatever be the situation.&lt;br /&gt;Be it Going to a bar or be it Sharepoint Certification.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Zaheer is the responsible one --- someone rarely seen.&lt;br /&gt;Thats the reason he is leading our Cricket team.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prasanta Sahoo or Prasanta Sanu -- How should I name?&lt;br /&gt;I'll live for you, I'll die for you -- If you could sing again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Sahoo has taken Volleyball to new hieghts.&lt;br /&gt;Smita curses us all for their domestic fights.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Rajesh and Archana were always nice and sweet.&lt;br /&gt;Playing with lovely Arushi was a real treat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I admired Avneesh for his discipline and cool.&lt;br /&gt;I'll miss the mails with the Timesheet schedule.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Senthil and Dharani were always so hospitable.&lt;br /&gt;Enjoyed the food at their place with Rasam on the table.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;I welcome Kamal to our Frederick family -- Mubarak Ho!.&lt;br /&gt;Youll enjoy ur stay to the fullest that I know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end all I would say is Forget me not.&lt;br /&gt;The last 3 words are: Thanks a lot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9008209044734538048-6216476927767513071?l=sudeepghatak.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9008209044734538048.post-1945088935911747236</id><published>2009-03-23T19:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T19:43:50.808-07:00</updated><title type='text'>For a close friend</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Few People you dont forget.&lt;br /&gt;They remain in your memories.&lt;br /&gt;Few People you remember&lt;br /&gt;In your griefs and worries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Few People who taught you&lt;br /&gt;The meaning of love and care.&lt;br /&gt;Few People with whom&lt;br /&gt;you always loved to share.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Few People who would come for you&lt;br /&gt;Even before you say.&lt;br /&gt;Few People whose smile&lt;br /&gt;Would make your day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Few People whom you would miss&lt;br /&gt;when they are not in sight.&lt;br /&gt;Few People who would laugh&lt;br /&gt;At your every delight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Few people would join you&lt;br /&gt;when you are sad.&lt;br /&gt;Few people would take your side&lt;br /&gt;even if you are bad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Few People in your life are like a rose.&lt;br /&gt;Just wanted to tell you are one of those.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9008209044734538048-1945088935911747236?l=sudeepghatak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sudeepghatak.blogspot.com/feeds/1945088935911747236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9008209044734538048&amp;postID=1945088935911747236' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9008209044734538048/posts/default/1945088935911747236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9008209044734538048/posts/default/1945088935911747236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sudeepghatak.blogspot.com/2009/03/for-close-friend.html' title='For a close friend'/><author><name>Sudeep Ghatak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08134135135638416622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9008209044734538048.post-199236104952787300</id><published>2009-03-14T15:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T15:56:01.710-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Love of my life !</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;I held her hand when I was small.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;She would help me stand when I fall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Sit by my side when I was sick.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Pain would vanish when she kissed my cheek.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;Holding her hand, I started to walk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;Reading her lips, I learned to talk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Time passed by and I grew older.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;I realized all this time I didnt tell her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;I love her the most more than I love anyone else.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;I dont need to pray or ring church bells.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;For she listens to me like no one else would.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;I get the re-assurance, I feel good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;I donot have words in which I can praise her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;For I will always remain a kid for her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9008209044734538048-199236104952787300?l=sudeepghatak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sudeepghatak.blogspot.com/feeds/199236104952787300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9008209044734538048&amp;postID=199236104952787300' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9008209044734538048/posts/default/199236104952787300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9008209044734538048/posts/default/199236104952787300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sudeepghatak.blogspot.com/2009/03/love-of-my-life.html' title='Love of my life !'/><author><name>Sudeep Ghatak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08134135135638416622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9008209044734538048.post-715495016560427458</id><published>2009-03-14T15:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T15:17:03.914-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I got to be stronger!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Sand is slipping down my hand, when I try to hold it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);font-family:verdana;" &gt;The clay loses its shape although I try to mould it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;The Wind is strong, I know I cannot hold longer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;I have begun to lose, I thought I was stronger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Things go wrong at times, I try and do all what I can.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Why do I sometimes find myself a helpless man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Its autumn, time for the tree to shed its leaves in vain. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;I am counting the days when it would be green &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;gain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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