<?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-7313946784786675217</id><updated>2011-10-05T01:19:11.686-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Insight and Innovation--Antaragni !!</title><subtitle type='html'>I would like to post here some good scripts,poems,nazms written by some famous writer and me.I will share some good news about theater also.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abhayacreativity.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7313946784786675217/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abhayacreativity.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Abhaya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03532739653656729173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AzJPgU6Mh3U/TLRlgyXSyfI/AAAAAAAAAIM/M8hL_-6k8uM/S220/CIMG0193.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>55</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7313946784786675217.post-5499476530903718059</id><published>2011-07-22T13:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-22T13:23:15.343-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kis se kahein hal-e-dil</title><content type='html'>Kuch taqdir se hare, kuch apno se&lt;br /&gt;Kisi ko ragujar ne mara to kisi ko khwabo ne&lt;br /&gt;Har akele ensaan ko khoj thi chahat ki&lt;br /&gt;Par jab bhi kisi se hal-e-dil bayan kiya. Woh hare&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sochne lage log sab gunah hai to kisi se kya bole&lt;br /&gt;Jisko bhi apna bolo use guruar ho jata hai&lt;br /&gt;Bhaw khane ki kala ka kaha se gyan ho jata hai&lt;br /&gt;Jab tak woh dard samjhne ki koshish karta hai&lt;br /&gt;Nayee subah usko akela kar deti hai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ghatate huye es manvikaran me machino ka bolbala hai&lt;br /&gt;Net par love aur pub me gana sunane wale ko&lt;br /&gt;Kaha ehsas aur sham ki shanty ka dhun sunata hai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sab tanha hain kyunki daud ab dusaro k gharo se ho k jati hai&lt;br /&gt;Apni daud ki kahani ka ab kaha jamana hai&lt;br /&gt;Get chilled and have fun hi life ki geeta hai &lt;br /&gt;Keep changing relationship hi karma hai&lt;br /&gt;Parth ko sambhalne kisi krishna ko aaana hai &lt;br /&gt;Warna ensan ko janwar hi banana hai &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copyright@ Abhayacreativity.blogspot.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7313946784786675217-5499476530903718059?l=abhayacreativity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abhayacreativity.blogspot.com/feeds/5499476530903718059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://abhayacreativity.blogspot.com/2011/07/kis-se-kahein-hal-e-dil.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7313946784786675217/posts/default/5499476530903718059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7313946784786675217/posts/default/5499476530903718059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abhayacreativity.blogspot.com/2011/07/kis-se-kahein-hal-e-dil.html' title='Kis se kahein hal-e-dil'/><author><name>Abhaya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03532739653656729173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AzJPgU6Mh3U/TLRlgyXSyfI/AAAAAAAAAIM/M8hL_-6k8uM/S220/CIMG0193.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7313946784786675217.post-7522036817892330536</id><published>2011-04-05T08:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-05T08:47:06.960-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sachin Tendulkar – The Master who was Born to Bat</title><content type='html'>There are two kinds of batsmen in the world. One, Sachin Tendulkar. Two, all other batsmen. - Andy Flower&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If one were to ask what is Indian Cricket Team’s most prized possession, the answer would be unanimous – Sachin Ramesh Tendulkar. But he is not just Indian team’s most prized possession. He’s also Cricket's most prized possession.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man has been playing astounding cricket for the last two decades and is still nothing short of a blitzkrieg! He refuses to age or get less aggressive with time. Still a bowler’s worst nightmare (bowlers like Shane Warne and Glen McGrath stand in testimony to this); Sachin is also known for his sportsmanship and gentlemanliness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He has emerged as a source of inspiration to crores of Indians exhorting them to rise above mediocrity and can single-handedly elevate the mood of the nation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can Sachin Tendulkar Walk on Water?&lt;br /&gt;Not difficult to make his fans believe that Sachin can walk on water who might also probably believe that he has X-Ray vision and can stop trains. The man has been elevated to a Godly status in India and his worshippers can be found almost everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Born in Mumbai to Ramesh Tendulkar, a novelist and Rajni Tendulkar, who worked in the insurance sector Tendulkar was soon identified as a cricket prodigy. It didn’t take him much time to embark on his cricketing journey and he became a mentee of Ramakant Achrekar in his early years. There’s an interesting incident from his kid-years: When he was young, Tendulkar would practice for hours on end in the nets. If he became exhausted, Achrekar would put a one-Rupee-coin on the top of the stumps, and the bowler who dismissed Tendulkar would get the coin. If Tendulkar passed the whole session without getting dismissed, the coach would give him the coin. Young Sachin got thirteen Re 1 coins from his coach and he considers them his most prized possession.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tendulkar started to make his presence felt as he touched teenage. He was being talked about in the Mumbai cricketing circles. Many started predicting that the boy would be the next big thing in cricket. There’s a legend which goes around that Sachin would make bowlers shed tears while he played for his school, as he would refuse to get out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The world came to know about Sachin in 1989 when a 16-year old ‘genius-in-making’ put on his batting gloves for his first international test match.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite a humble start in his first two series (against Pakistan and New Zealand respectively) he hit first test ton against England in 1990 (119 not out) and then there was no looking back. The little genius now has a plethora of records in his kitty; some are the ones which other players can only dream of achieving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sachin, Lord Rama of the world of Cricket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As Lord Rama is to his devotees, Sachin is so to his fans. He’s taken to be an embodiment of righteousness in cricket. Known for his high personal integrity and honesty, every time he ‘walks’, it becomes ‘A Walk to Remember’.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though it took him 70 ODIs to get his first century in the limited-overs edition of the game, Sachin is just a hundred short from making a ‘century of the centuries’ in the International cricket (tests and ODIs combined). Sachin’s most memorable ODI inning (which is also the most memorable inning in the history of ODI cricket) came against South Africa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The master scored an unbeaten 200 on 147 off 147 balls and Indian went on to maul the Proteas by 153 runs. Sachin’s greatness touched new heights and so did his humility.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One can safely assume that Sachin is the greatest batsmen to have ever walked on this planet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the course of time it has been Tendulkar's rare combination of mastery and bravado that has enchanted aficionados and crowds alike. One of the most striking aspects of the master is his hunger for more. He has achieved numerous milestones in his journey but every time he makes a record he starts focusing on reaching the next level.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The master batsman has had his share of rough form. Several injuries have dotted his career line. Critics committed the misdemeanour of wiritng him off. But he remained undeterred. Like a true gentleman he let his action speak louder than his words. The way he regains his form has gagged the critics on several occasions. One can only marvel how he continues to march on against all odds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Critics and media have tried hard to find skeletons in his cupboard only to fail miserably. Tendulkar is a man of impeccable integrity and would always be one. Few can match his off-the-field stature, let alone his on-the-field stature. A mere request from him on Twitter could generate Rs 1 crore for the ‘Crusade Against Cancer’ foundation he is associated with. For his fans (the number runs into millions and they don’t give a damn about the critics and the media), he’s a demi-god, a colossal figure capable of pulling of miracles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sachin is known to live a cagey life due to the cult following he has attained. He is known to put on disguises to move about on streets, drive his cars in the dead of the night for the fear of a crowd following him like mad and take his family to Iceland for holidaying. As Peter Roebuck observes, “The runs, the majesty, the thrills, do not capture his achievement. Reflect upon his circumstances and then marvel at his feat. He is a person whose entire adult life has been lived in the eye of a storm."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There’s something singularly special in the master blaster. Beneath the helmet, under the disorderly curly hair, inside the skull, there’s something beyond our interpretation. There’s something which enables him to rise and shine above others and reach those territories of the sport that, forget us, even those fortunate enough to play on the same pitch as him cannot even fathom. The man is the embodiment of endurance and true grit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We fail to fully decipher his recipe for success. We can’t figure out how a 37-year old cricketer stays at the top of the game for 20 years and continues to be a bowler's worst nightmare. All we know that he is a man who pulls off a jaw-dropping feat every now and then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The entire country is all set for the March 30th’s big game. Cricket mania is touching new crescendo and jingoism is acquiring new definitions. Our hopes are pinned on Sachin and we pray that he smashes his hundredth ton against Pakistan and leads Team India to a victory, thereby landing it a spot in the finals. 1.2 billion people have one dream: India winning the World Cup with Sachin in the team.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7313946784786675217-7522036817892330536?l=abhayacreativity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abhayacreativity.blogspot.com/feeds/7522036817892330536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://abhayacreativity.blogspot.com/2011/04/sachin-tendulkar-master-who-was-born-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7313946784786675217/posts/default/7522036817892330536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7313946784786675217/posts/default/7522036817892330536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abhayacreativity.blogspot.com/2011/04/sachin-tendulkar-master-who-was-born-to.html' title='Sachin Tendulkar – The Master who was Born to Bat'/><author><name>Abhaya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03532739653656729173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AzJPgU6Mh3U/TLRlgyXSyfI/AAAAAAAAAIM/M8hL_-6k8uM/S220/CIMG0193.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7313946784786675217.post-5648450501645697021</id><published>2011-04-05T08:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-05T08:09:23.629-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tendulkar fulfills his World Cup destiny</title><content type='html'>There are certain incidents that make even the greats break down, and Sachin Ramesh Tendulkar experienced one such moment and shed tears of joy at the Wankhede Stadium on April 2, 2011, when India defeated Sri Lanka in the 2011 World Cup final to be crowned world champions. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was a long-awaited moment for Tendulkar, who was playing in his sixth and probably his last World Cup, and for all the records and benchmarks he has set during his illustrious international career, which is now into its 22nd year, the disappointment of not being part of a World Cup winning squad had always rankled the batting maestro. The last time India reached the final of a World Cup – in the 2003 edition against Australia – Tendulkar failed in a massive chase as India was thumped by 125 runs. What happened to India in 2007 is a painful chapter that has been recounted many times over and Tendulkar felt the disappointment of the premature exit as much or more as the next player.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, since then, the character of the Indian dressing room and the manner in which the players go out on to the field with a never-say-die attitude has seen India rise to the top of the Test rankings and currently being second behind Australia in the ODI rankings. As he has been for most of his career, Tendulkar has been at the forefront of this change along with former captains Sourav Ganguly and Anil Kumble as well as current skipper MS Dhoni and outgoing coach Gary Kirsten. Tendulkar has been a sounding board, inspiration and mentor for the rest of India's squad members apart from being an advisor of sorts to Dhoni on the field even as he has continued to be consistent and scored runs aplenty, especially over the last two-three years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the backdrop of this scenario and the fact that ahead of the 2011 World Cup, India was not only being touted as the pre-tournament favourites, but the rest of the squad had also expressed a strong desire to win the Cup for Tendulkar. India lived up to its billing of the pre-tournament favourites for most of the 2011 World Cup, except in the tied match against England and the loss to South Africa in the group stage; but after the loss to Proteas, Dhoni's men got their campaign back on track and were unstoppable for the rest of the tournament. And, not surprisingly, Tendulkar was again at the forefront of leading India's challenge for the title as he finished the 2011 World Cup as the second highest run-scorer with 482 runs to his name; this is not to forget the part that Yuvraj Singh, Zaheer Khan, Gautam Gambhir (in the final) and the support staff led by Kirsten played in this triumph. That being said, it was obvious the entire squad was inspired to do its best for Tendulkar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tendulkar may not have scored as many runs as he would have liked to in the World Cup final against Sri Lanka, but the manner in which Gambhir and Dhoni got India back into the match along with an useful knock by Virat Kohli, exemplified the desire the Men in Blue had to win the 2011 World Cup for the Little Master and the influence he has on the dressing room. Kohli then summed it up the best when he said after India's 28-year wait for the World Cup ended: "Everyone was emotional. Obviously Sachin was very emotional. Lifting him on my shoulders was very special. This was for someone who has dedicated 21 years for Indian cricket and we are very proud of his achievements."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The moment would have been that much sweeter for Tendulkar because it came on his home ground in front of an adoring crowd, and he expressed his emotions in the only way he could – by not hiding them, but shedding tears of joy for he had at last fulfilled his destiny and completed his career CV on the grandest stage of them all. This was the one achievement that had eluded Tendulkar, but he can now check that off his list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the defining moments of the 2011 World Cup came when Tendulkar was chaired around the Wankhede Stadium. Apart from this being a show of gratitude to the master batsman, it was also an expression of the respect and admiration the players have for Tendulkar, and this is a perfect tribute to an iconic player who has bridged the gaps between generations with ease. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tendulkar, and the rest of the squad, deserve to savour each moment and memory of winning the 2011 World Cup; but this will be a very special moment for Sachin as he has realised his World Cup destiny and finally managed to get his hands on that elusive trophy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7313946784786675217-5648450501645697021?l=abhayacreativity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abhayacreativity.blogspot.com/feeds/5648450501645697021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://abhayacreativity.blogspot.com/2011/04/tendulkar-fulfills-his-world-cup.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7313946784786675217/posts/default/5648450501645697021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7313946784786675217/posts/default/5648450501645697021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abhayacreativity.blogspot.com/2011/04/tendulkar-fulfills-his-world-cup.html' title='Tendulkar fulfills his World Cup destiny'/><author><name>Abhaya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03532739653656729173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AzJPgU6Mh3U/TLRlgyXSyfI/AAAAAAAAAIM/M8hL_-6k8uM/S220/CIMG0193.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7313946784786675217.post-2182764454474603852</id><published>2011-03-28T03:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-28T05:12:32.408-07:00</updated><title type='text'>JNU Hostel Night- A feeling of going back again to my best memorable days</title><content type='html'>I had an invitation to JNU hostel night-its GODWARI hostel night on Sunday evening. But due to some problem I Had to go my native place with my father so I cancelled the plan of hostel night. But on Saturday, my father dint wish to go to home and I got the chance to go JNU.&lt;br /&gt;I somehow freak to visit hostels/campus –feel energetic and enthusiastic to see the student’s activity, atmosphere, young blood, energy to change the world etc…&lt;br /&gt;Student life is the time in life cycle which is the best time ever in your life..You dream, you live, you have a capacity to do, change, the world. Each and every bit of a student has different activity..Campus always seems like endless activities and bag of funs.&lt;br /&gt;JNU  campus is one of the best campus , I have ever seen, forest, caves, rocks, endless smooth road having students walking on side , you can see groups discussing papers, politics, international and social events, love, lust, &lt;br /&gt;DTC buses, autos, and students bike scooty are the way of transport inside campus..Crazy people have ROYAL ENFIELD…sounds in silent area seems like there are lots of bullets are being fired. It is always a nice riding on bullet. Now a days smoking is banned inside campus-that’s a nice step taken buy administration.&lt;br /&gt;I went with Pnadey, one of my friends, IITk, he is also crazy for visiting hostels and campuses. I was wearing blue Levis jeans with Levis red white combination shirt, and wills shoes in white and red. Pandey was in blue Levis jeans and check shirt of blue and white with Reebok shoes.&lt;br /&gt;We got ready at 6pm and caught the metro, for Hauz Khash, get down and caught an auto for JNU, he took 40 rs from hauz khash metro to JNU, Godawary hostel. He was asking 50, we showed some Delhite tone and settled it for 40 rs.&lt;br /&gt;We reached on 2nd bus stop, Godawary hostel, waited till 30 minute as our friend was getting ready as we all know gals use to take 100 times more to decorate herself than a boy..They always think they are most gorgeous babe on this earth and it is their last party. Hostel was decorated by light,lamps, and people were clicking pics to make the events memorable. &lt;br /&gt;Finaly she came, took us with her and showed Godawry hostel, again rule is that you can’t enter inside hostel premises but apprentaly good news is that girls are allowed in boys hostel ! &lt;br /&gt;We sat down where rangoli was made and host were welcoming to their respective guests – most of the girls were wearing Saree , I was feeling , that, GOD, somehow Saree shopkeepers sold some Sarees otherwise Sarees are only culture in Indian books now a days ..But Fashion is fashion- Saree was also in 2011 style – the less they can cary.&lt;br /&gt;Pandey ji is single and with help of me , he tried to talk some girls and thought of being mingle so that next time in any party he could feel happy in any party, he aksed a girl to dance and started dancing but somehow she could understand that Pandey wanna go for relationship, and Pandey missed that girl too. I can't write about me much beceause i had no opprtunity, beceause I was the guest and had to mentain the descent nature. I felt that night never be guest, always be friend of guest so that that you can explore the knocking opprtunity. I was like what I am not from inside. &lt;br /&gt;I could never understood in my whole life, when girls use to show herself then why they show attitude when boys stare them. This is what we used to say “ Btamha could alos never understood what they think while Bramha made them “&lt;br /&gt;Girls were happy to looking at her BF – new word now a day’s which means -boy friend (the only difference in bf and friend is “I love u”) – it gives you permit to touch them, walk with them anytime, go anywhere, and many more. For all package you need to have a GF (Girl friend)&lt;br /&gt;We walked on the roads before getting diner, look at some part of JNU in dark, did “mutra viserjan” as boys used to do it on road.&lt;br /&gt;Pandey was dieing for smoking, we were not getting it, suddenly friend of my friend  came with scooty and Pandey sat behind her on scooty and they went out of campus to get cigarette. When they went I just somehow remembered a movie “3 Idiots “–some one having helmet with scoooty and hero was sitting behind her.&lt;br /&gt;Pnadey came back and we went inside to pandal(tent), stood up some time in queue to get our chance to have diner. We donated some money to Japan’s help. It is always a great part of any institute/university that if something happens across world then a part of students make a group and collects help to help the society.. Really you can only see it in student anywhere..Could never understand why the same blood changes when come out of campus and become politician, bureaucrat, etc.&lt;br /&gt;Whenever I do see these all the things, I remember dialogue of RDB (Rang de basanti), Aamir khan was very upset dreaming that he would not be in hostel after sometime..It’s a amazing dream …if you feel you would also get your blood getting cold..You never want to leave the world behind you where lots of people know about you..&lt;br /&gt;I remember the last few days of my IIT Kanpur hostel life, I was sad and feeling bad when I was getting no dues paper done.even canteen people will remeber to you and you will feel proud, when dhobi would see you agian, you would feel wow I am hero.&lt;br /&gt;After dinner we clicked some pics , enjoyed kulfi,pan, and ambience of pandal…it was a nice feeling to see different caste from different region of India enjoying together- again I could never understood the how regionalism , castism come up in our society, how Bengal, UP, Maharashtra are behaving very bad..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to DJ, danced some time but music was relatively bad like most of the time in delhi you have good DJ . It was good crowd, people were in good mood,. I felt people use to dance on deshi songs most- they become blasting and crazy on the songs like- “tinku jiya”, “ munni badname huyee” etc&lt;br /&gt;We danced, took water and came out of the DJ floor. One thing I again noticed all Indian dresses suddenly had been converted into pure western- typical delhi dance and cloths at party time..looking at mad crowd who were in mood to crush the world anytime -is fantastic feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life changes at each moment and we sometime in not the situation to predict or comment that what’s wrong and what’s right, youth have been bindas and they don’t care anything, they are doing what they want to do, I don’t know it should be or not because personally believe that there should be a “lakshman rekha for everyone either boys or girls”&lt;br /&gt;I asked my friends to take me on walk of JNU so that I can look at different nice places. We took tea from dhaba, near to sabrmati hostel. there were lots of people sitting, chatting and enjouing the tea in the mid night forgetting for tommorow classes and work..&lt;br /&gt;Enjoyed antarkshri , walked on silent road to look at different structure of JNU, forest, rocks , it looks like it is situated at cutting mountain.I went to PARTH SARTHI ROCK , sat on the pick of rocks, looked at delhi sitting at top, enjoyed the beauty in mid night-really amazing scene .Nilgay( blue cow) , peacock etc were crying..&lt;br /&gt;Girls and boys were in different group at different places in that area of forest and rock, they were enjoying together, singing, smoking, drinking, and no one has fear of anything. I was thinking around one hour on the life style of new youths-far away from home- living alone-no boundation- doing anything anytime whatever they want to do- parents don’t know – there was a time when campuses were only for generating cream students but I personally believe now a days people are running from social/family responsibilities and getting any course from campus to get registered themselves to be more in hostel to enjoy aloneness, bindasspan, frank life, life without any noises. &lt;br /&gt;Our youth is in transition phase- bit openness would destroy us and a bit of restriction would make their life – we have to decide what is limitation? What is right and wrong? What’s expectation of our parents? Expectation of Society and nation?&lt;br /&gt;Anything which comes up more than required become SUNAMI – let’s maintain the decorum, dignity and expectation of life.&lt;br /&gt;I booked a taxi, came from JNU to Gurgaon, sat with Pandey and chat sometime about our thoughts and discussed our memorable days of IITk and life which we miss most each moment. every student is king of his/her campus, this feeling is the best feeling which we never get and gather ever in our rest part of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not sure, who would be convinced by my thoughts but it is what I felt and wrote. Again, life in campus is like heaven, can’t miss a single invitation from any campus- we were king of our campuses too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks guys, would come back with different story and fiction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@Copyright abhayacreativity!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7313946784786675217-2182764454474603852?l=abhayacreativity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abhayacreativity.blogspot.com/feeds/2182764454474603852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://abhayacreativity.blogspot.com/2011/03/jnu-hostel-night-feeling-of-going-back.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7313946784786675217/posts/default/2182764454474603852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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zindagi ki taklluf me logo ne tod diya rishte&lt;br /&gt;Pata bhi na chal unhe kab chod diya jannat&lt;br /&gt;Kabhi laga who ,kabhi who..par sab khwabo k rishte the&lt;br /&gt;Mujhe to bas  jafa hi dikhi rishto ki gantho me&lt;br /&gt;Khula tha khada tha apni rah me kisi k liye&lt;br /&gt;Jab mile who to ham rah hi badal liye unhe hatane k liye&lt;br /&gt;Kash hamdard kabhi dard samjh pate &lt;br /&gt;To mohabbat jhuthi na kahi jati…..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7313946784786675217-2909369607149997727?l=abhayacreativity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abhayacreativity.blogspot.com/feeds/2909369607149997727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://abhayacreativity.blogspot.com/2011/03/aks-effect-yun-to-ham-kabhi-dil-lagate.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link 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type='text'>AKS Effect - Aksar Socha Karta Hu Main</title><content type='html'>Hi,&lt;br /&gt;sawalo se jujhte es dil k kya khyal hain es par ek samvedna prakat kiya hu,aasha karta hu aap esko pasand karenge-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aksar socha karta hu ki kya hun aur kyun hun main,&lt;br /&gt;jeevan kyun aisa hai jab roj wahi sab karna hai,&lt;br /&gt;aar ya par kise kahte hain samjh na pata hu main,&lt;br /&gt;kabhi hausle k sath hawa ka thopda bhi sambhal pata hu,&lt;br /&gt;kabhi nirasha k badal me khud ko ladte pata hu main,&lt;br /&gt;Aksar socha karta hu ki kya hun aur kyun hun main..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Subah hua jab se dauda dauda thak sa jata hu,&lt;br /&gt;raat ki kali syahi me khud ko kahi nahi pata hu,&lt;br /&gt;jeevan ki es bhagdaud k bich kya khoya kya pata hu ,&lt;br /&gt;kabhi chata hu ki daud k aage bhagu main,&lt;br /&gt;kabhi chahta hu ki man santosh saral kar jina sikh saku main,&lt;br /&gt;Aksar socha karta hu ki kya hun aur kyun hun main..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kabhi khyalo ki aandhi me kho sa jata hu,&lt;br /&gt;par kar saku es dariya rupi jeevan nauka ko,&lt;br /&gt;kash saral hota jeevan ki ye pagdandid ,&lt;br /&gt;jis par fool khilte hain manav ki chanchal prakriti k,&lt;br /&gt;Kabhi yun hi apne me mahabhart kah jata hu,&lt;br /&gt;Aksar socha karta hu ki kya hun aur kyun hun main..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soch k jeevan ko chalana hai ya karmveer main ban jau,&lt;br /&gt;kismat k etne hanth dusaro par dekh k man chanchal ho jata hai,&lt;br /&gt;manav swabhav k es vishmay rahsya se parichit ho k,&lt;br /&gt;man kaisa kaisa ho jata hai,&lt;br /&gt;apni daud chod kar kyun main dusari daud me ghus jata hu,&lt;br /&gt;Aksar socha karta hu ki kya hun aur kyun hun main..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Karmveer krishna se lekar, maryadit Ram se lekar,&lt;br /&gt;Sabka jeevan dekha hai en bicharo ne,&lt;br /&gt;kahi koi sawalo se na bach paya hai ,&lt;br /&gt;jeevan ki es bhul bhulaiya me main kho sa jata 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उसमें क्या बुरा भला।&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;जिस दिन मेरी चेतना जगी मैंने देखा&lt;br /&gt;मैं खड़ा हुआ हूँ इस दुनिया के मेले में,&lt;br /&gt;हर एक यहाँ पर एक भुलाने में भूला&lt;br /&gt;हर एक लगा है अपनी अपनी दे-ले में&lt;br /&gt;कुछ देर रहा हक्का-बक्का, भौचक्का-सा,&lt;br /&gt;आ गया कहाँ, क्या करूँ यहाँ, जाऊँ किस जा?&lt;br /&gt;फिर एक तरफ से आया ही तो धक्का-सा&lt;br /&gt;मैंने भी बहना शुरू किया उस रेले में,&lt;br /&gt;क्या बाहर की ठेला-पेली ही कुछ कम थी,&lt;br /&gt;जो भीतर भी भावों का ऊहापोह मचा,&lt;br /&gt;जो किया, उसी को करने की मजबूरी थी,&lt;br /&gt;जो कहा, वही मन के अंदर से उबल चला,&lt;br /&gt;जीवन की आपाधापी में कब वक़्त मिला&lt;br /&gt;कुछ देर कहीं पर बैठ कभी यह सोच सकूँ&lt;br /&gt;जो किया, कहा, माना उसमें क्या बुरा भला।&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;मेला जितना भड़कीला रंग-रंगीला था,&lt;br /&gt;मानस के अन्दर उतनी ही कमज़ोरी थी,&lt;br /&gt;जितना ज़्यादा संचित करने की ख़्वाहिश थी,&lt;br /&gt;उतनी ही छोटी अपने कर की झोरी थी,&lt;br /&gt;जितनी ही बिरमे रहने की थी अभिलाषा,&lt;br /&gt;उतना ही रेले तेज ढकेले जाते थे,&lt;br /&gt;क्रय-विक्रय तो ठण्ढे दिल से हो सकता है,&lt;br /&gt;यह तो भागा-भागी की छीना-छोरी थी;&lt;br /&gt;अब मुझसे पूछा जाता है क्या बतलाऊँ&lt;br /&gt;क्या मान अकिंचन बिखराता पथ पर आया,&lt;br /&gt;वह कौन रतन अनमोल मिला ऐसा मुझको,&lt;br /&gt;जिस पर अपना मन प्राण निछावर कर आया,&lt;br /&gt;यह थी तकदीरी बात मुझे गुण दोष न दो&lt;br /&gt;जिसको समझा था सोना, वह मिट्टी निकली,&lt;br /&gt;जिसको समझा था आँसू, वह मोती निकला।&lt;br /&gt;जीवन की आपाधापी में कब वक़्त मिला&lt;br /&gt;कुछ देर कहीं पर बैठ कभी यह सोच सकूँ&lt;br /&gt;जो किया, कहा, माना उसमें क्या बुरा भला।&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;मैं कितना ही भूलूँ, भटकूँ या भरमाऊँ,&lt;br /&gt;है एक कहीं मंज़िल जो मुझे बुलाती है,&lt;br /&gt;कितने ही मेरे पाँव पड़े ऊँचे-नीचे,&lt;br /&gt;प्रतिपल वह मेरे पास चली ही आती है,&lt;br /&gt;मुझ पर विधि का आभार बहुत-सी बातों का।&lt;br /&gt;पर मैं कृतज्ञ उसका इस पर सबसे ज़्यादा -&lt;br /&gt;नभ ओले बरसाए, धरती शोले उगले,&lt;br /&gt;अनवरत समय की चक्की चलती जाती है,&lt;br /&gt;मैं जहाँ खड़ा था कल उस थल पर आज नहीं,&lt;br /&gt;कल इसी जगह पर पाना मुझको मुश्किल है,&lt;br /&gt;ले मापदंड जिसको परिवर्तित कर देतीं&lt;br /&gt;केवल छूकर ही देश-काल की सीमाएँ&lt;br /&gt;जग दे मुझपर फैसला उसे जैसा भाए&lt;br /&gt;लेकिन मैं तो बेरोक सफ़र में जीवन के&lt;br /&gt;इस एक और पहलू से होकर निकल चला।&lt;br /&gt;जीवन की आपाधापी में कब वक़्त मिला&lt;br /&gt;कुछ देर कहीं पर बैठ कभी यह सोच सकूँ&lt;br /&gt;जो किया, कहा, माना उसमें क्या बुरा भला।&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7313946784786675217-486168274022610130?l=abhayacreativity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abhayacreativity.blogspot.com/feeds/486168274022610130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://abhayacreativity.blogspot.com/2011/02/salute-to-legend-harivansh-rai-bachhan.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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Teri Jafa</title><content type='html'>Main khada tha tere dar pe apni aankho me dard liye&lt;br /&gt;Tu mud k bhi na dekhi ki halat kya hai merit ere liye&lt;br /&gt;Yun to panah mujhe kai dilo me mil jayegi &lt;br /&gt;Par tere ulafat k darwaje khul k band ho jaye tab to&lt;br /&gt;Fana hona meri aadt me shumar na tha &lt;br /&gt;Par teri aankho ne mujhe fana kar diya&lt;br /&gt;Ham to woh khushboo the jo teri sanso me baste the&lt;br /&gt;Tumne un sanso ko hi tod diya jiname tume dhadkte the&lt;br /&gt;Zindagi tere bin bhi hassen ho jayegi aisa nahi mere jafa&lt;br /&gt;Par tere napak erado se mere bishwash ka katl hua usase hu khafa&lt;br /&gt;Umeed hai mujhe tere dar par koi darwaja na hoga&lt;br /&gt;Jab bhi tu band hona chaegi darwaje ki talash tujhe dard degi&lt;br /&gt;---@copyright   abhayacreativity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abhaya Kant Srivastava( AKS)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7313946784786675217-4371756321122163897?l=abhayacreativity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abhayacreativity.blogspot.com/feeds/4371756321122163897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://abhayacreativity.blogspot.com/2010/10/aks-effect-teri-jafa.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7313946784786675217/posts/default/4371756321122163897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7313946784786675217/posts/default/4371756321122163897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abhayacreativity.blogspot.com/2010/10/aks-effect-teri-jafa.html' title='AKS Effect -- Teri Jafa'/><author><name>Abhaya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03532739653656729173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AzJPgU6Mh3U/TLRlgyXSyfI/AAAAAAAAAIM/M8hL_-6k8uM/S220/CIMG0193.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7313946784786675217.post-4437312564113591195</id><published>2010-09-17T07:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-17T07:08:07.079-07:00</updated><title type='text'>AKS Effecr- Tere bina tanha hu main</title><content type='html'>Kya kahu aur kisase kahu, apni aawza ko kaha aawaz du&lt;br /&gt;Karwa aur kafila me bhi bolne se darta hu&lt;br /&gt;Bhid ki har aahat me khamoshi si lagti hai&lt;br /&gt;Har chehra jana pahchana sa hai, log kareeb me bhi hai&lt;br /&gt;Sahare bohot hain, kandhe koi nahi hai&lt;br /&gt;Apni mulkiyat bhi kabhi bujhi bujhi si lagti hai&lt;br /&gt;Tanha hona aur khamosh rahna apna lagta hai&lt;br /&gt;Kyunki esame tutne ki aawaz nahi hoti , jajbat nahi hoti&lt;br /&gt;Kinara milta hi nahi hai aur samundar kareeb se gujar jata hai&lt;br /&gt;Galiyon ka pata nahi par mahal ki shan dikhti hai&lt;br /&gt;Kareeb se dekhne ki har khwaish bujhi si gayee hai&lt;br /&gt;Pata nahi kyun uski didar se hi sahmat hu&lt;br /&gt;Aalam ye hai ki taqdir hi dosh ka karan hai&lt;br /&gt;Aarzo aur himmat chut si gayee hai .....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@ copyright abhayacreativity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abhaya&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7313946784786675217-4437312564113591195?l=abhayacreativity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abhayacreativity.blogspot.com/feeds/4437312564113591195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://abhayacreativity.blogspot.com/2010/09/aks-effecr-tere-bina-tanha-hu-main.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7313946784786675217/posts/default/4437312564113591195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7313946784786675217/posts/default/4437312564113591195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abhayacreativity.blogspot.com/2010/09/aks-effecr-tere-bina-tanha-hu-main.html' title='AKS Effecr- Tere bina tanha hu main'/><author><name>Abhaya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03532739653656729173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AzJPgU6Mh3U/TLRlgyXSyfI/AAAAAAAAAIM/M8hL_-6k8uM/S220/CIMG0193.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7313946784786675217.post-8246878561251800606</id><published>2010-09-15T13:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-15T13:57:11.971-07:00</updated><title type='text'>AKS Effect - Yun hi Socha to Kya Socha</title><content type='html'>yun to kai khwab aate jate hain dilo dimag me&lt;br /&gt;roj dekhta hu chalte huye khwabo ko aur jate huye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kabhi afsana ban k mehak jate hain &lt;br /&gt;to kabhi zindagi ko andhere rashte me le jate hain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yun to kabhi bht khushi si hoti hai..chaman mehaka sa lagta hai&lt;br /&gt;par wahi rashte aur log kabhi dukho k sagar me khade kar dete hain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jud jane par kasak  ka ehsas bhi hota hai unke liye &lt;br /&gt;jinhe sochte huye din suru hota hai ur bit jata hai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aur kabhi aankho aur sine me dard hi dard hota hai &lt;br /&gt;jud k na milne aur ehsas jatane se&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zindagi yun hi badi ajeeb si lagti hai&lt;br /&gt;samy ruk sa jata hai, tanhai aankho se hote huye dimag par aati hai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lagta hai sab shunya sa latak raha hai&lt;br /&gt;jab bhi phodo sirf aawaz hoti hai..aur tutane ki khamoshi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;logo k chutne ki parwah me dil bojhil ho jata hai&lt;br /&gt;log chale jate hain aur juban khamoshi se,aankhe nami se dekh leti hai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;badi ajeeb si kahani hai ye bhagwan ki banyee huyee&lt;br /&gt;dard aur tanhai k sath ek ummid me khushi ki ass aati huyee....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copyright@ abhayacreativity....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abhaya&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7313946784786675217-8246878561251800606?l=abhayacreativity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AzJPgU6Mh3U/TLRlgyXSyfI/AAAAAAAAAIM/M8hL_-6k8uM/S220/CIMG0193.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7313946784786675217.post-7221262771646441458</id><published>2010-07-13T23:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T23:58:59.535-07:00</updated><title type='text'>If asked why I love her---</title><content type='html'>If asked why I love her I would say&lt;br /&gt;It’s the sway in her hips,&lt;br /&gt;the thickness in her thighs.&lt;br /&gt;It’s the lust in her lips,&lt;br /&gt;the love in her eyes.&lt;br /&gt;It’s the softness of her skin,&lt;br /&gt;the silk in her hair.&lt;br /&gt;It’s the twist in her walk;&lt;br /&gt;it’s the sweetness in her talk.&lt;br /&gt;It’s the way she cares me&lt;br /&gt;that makes me love her each day.&lt;br /&gt;That is what I would say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abhaya K Srivastava&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7313946784786675217-7221262771646441458?l=abhayacreativity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abhayacreativity.blogspot.com/feeds/7221262771646441458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://abhayacreativity.blogspot.com/2010/07/if-asked-why-i-love-her.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7313946784786675217/posts/default/7221262771646441458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7313946784786675217/posts/default/7221262771646441458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abhayacreativity.blogspot.com/2010/07/if-asked-why-i-love-her.html' title='If asked why I love her---'/><author><name>Abhaya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03532739653656729173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AzJPgU6Mh3U/TLRlgyXSyfI/AAAAAAAAAIM/M8hL_-6k8uM/S220/CIMG0193.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7313946784786675217.post-5349273722518664730</id><published>2010-07-13T05:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T05:23:19.617-07:00</updated><title type='text'>AKS Effect- Tera Khwab</title><content type='html'>Yun to har bar mere khwabon mein tera saruar chata hai&lt;br /&gt;par aaj kuch khash hai tere chehre me jo mujhe tadpata hai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dahleez langh k tere aankho me dub jau ye man hai mera&lt;br /&gt;chu k tere hotho ko apne hotho se kar lu alingan ye man hai mera&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teri hansi mere kano ko sangeet deti hai&lt;br /&gt;aankho ko band karte hi teri aankhe mujhe dikhne lagti hain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;har sham meri tanha bitati hai tere bina&lt;br /&gt;par tere hantho k sparsh aaj bhi mujhe ehsas dilate hain tere wazood ka&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teri sachhai mere bishwash ko jagati hai&lt;br /&gt;teri himmat mujhe hausla sikhati hai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shabd bhi kam pad jate hain mere tere liye&lt;br /&gt;jab bhi likhne ki koshish karta hu tere liye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teri bahien mujhe apni baho me le k kuch khash kahti hai&lt;br /&gt;main sharma k unme chupne ki koshish me pighal jata hu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aaj dil tujhe dekhna chata hai apni en aankho se&lt;br /&gt;pi lu etna nur ki pine ka kuch khwab hi na rahe es dil me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copyright @ abhayacreativity.blogspot.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------Abhaya K Srivastava&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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Khwab'/><author><name>Abhaya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03532739653656729173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AzJPgU6Mh3U/TLRlgyXSyfI/AAAAAAAAAIM/M8hL_-6k8uM/S220/CIMG0193.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7313946784786675217.post-3853500249020865855</id><published>2010-03-11T09:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-12T11:22:16.388-08:00</updated><title type='text'>AKS Effect- Duniya</title><content type='html'>Ajeeb si duniya ka ajeeb sa nazara hai&lt;br /&gt;apne aur paraye dono ka sahara nahi&lt;br /&gt;jab dil kahta hai aak meri aankho se dard samet lo&lt;br /&gt;log sath chod jate hain anjano ki tarah &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anajno se bat hoti hai apno ki tarah&lt;br /&gt;jaise hi apna pan milta hai anjane bhi ban jate hain apno ki tarah&lt;br /&gt;apan shabd hi gunah ho jata hai&lt;br /&gt;dard jab aankho se chalak k bahar aata hai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thamne ki aad me log gira dete hain &lt;br /&gt;jeene ki chah ko log bujha dete hain&lt;br /&gt;tum koi nahi ho kitane ache ho parwah nahi kisi ko&lt;br /&gt;tum kitane gade hi par koi ho unchi cheez parwah sabko&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sab mukkadar paiso aur nam eka raha gaya hai&lt;br /&gt;taqdir se jo rutha hai usaka to bas akelapan hi sath rah gaya hai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@abhayacreativity&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7313946784786675217-3853500249020865855?l=abhayacreativity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abhayacreativity.blogspot.com/feeds/3853500249020865855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://abhayacreativity.blogspot.com/2010/03/aks-effect-duniya.html#comment-form' 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are alone while everyone around us -why?</title><content type='html'>aaj akela hu, man udas hai&lt;br /&gt;kyunki ghar se dur hu,tanhai ka sath hai&lt;br /&gt;kabhi man karta hai rone ka to dard ka ehsas karane wala nahi&lt;br /&gt;kabhi man karta hai hansane ka to gudagudane wala koi nahi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yun to hamdard aur hamnwa kai hain mere&lt;br /&gt;par sanso ki gahrai tak jane wala koi nahi&lt;br /&gt;muskurane ka mauka mila to hans dete hain &lt;br /&gt;dard chupane ka mauka mila to ro dete hain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rafta rafta apni khamoshi ko aawaz de raha hu&lt;br /&gt;kisi bhi chehre ki taraf se nazar hata k ek chehra dekhta hu&lt;br /&gt;khohisho ki es duniya me sab chalawa hai&lt;br /&gt;zindagi kaha hai esaka pata nahi par pane ka dikhawa hai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;log milte hain muskura k hamdard ki tarah &lt;br /&gt;par rah me alag ho jate hain do rahe ki tarah&lt;br /&gt;sabki aankho me nami ki ek parat hai&lt;br /&gt;dhaka hai putaliyo se to ye mannat hai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chala hi jata hu kuch pane k chah me&lt;br /&gt;kitana kho diya esaka koi jawab hi nahi&lt;br /&gt;dekhta hu piche mud k apni yaaddo ko&lt;br /&gt;to sab kuch mit gaya hai es zindagi ki chalo me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copyright@abhayacreativity&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7313946784786675217-9046982796298414230?l=abhayacreativity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abhayacreativity.blogspot.com/feeds/9046982796298414230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://abhayacreativity.blogspot.com/2010/03/aks-effect-we-are-alone-while-everyone.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7313946784786675217/posts/default/9046982796298414230'/><link rel='self' 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thand ka fasana tha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nazro ko kisi ki talash thi,&lt;br /&gt;pyar k har shabd ki hame parwah thi,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;har taraf logo ka joda tha,&lt;br /&gt;zindagi me sirf hame kisi ki darkar thi,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chotu ki aawaz ne tndara toda ,&lt;br /&gt;nid se jage huye sapno ka khumar tha,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kisi ki smile,kisi k kapdo me nigahe thi,&lt;br /&gt;yun hi bas kisi se aankhe milane ka erada tha,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tabhi achanak se kisi ka hanth badhaya,&lt;br /&gt;gareebi ki had tak jiti huyi zindagi ka nazara tha,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pyar aur sapno se dur ek duniya se bhent hua,&lt;br /&gt;zindagi kuch sochne ka bahana hua,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ameeri aur garrebi k bich ka gajab nazara tha,&lt;br /&gt;kaha kapdo aur paiso ka ek ajeeb sa dariya tha,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kaha kapdo aur paiso ka sochne ka bahana hi zidagi tha,&lt;br /&gt;dil fata,aankhe nam huyee ,kuch karne ka hausala jaga,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zindagi ko us raat ne parathe ki dukan se sikha,&lt;br /&gt;har kadam par mahsus karne ka woh pahla darwaja tha !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copyright@abhayacreativity.blogspot.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7313946784786675217-615601721159595124?l=abhayacreativity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abhayacreativity.blogspot.com/feeds/615601721159595124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://abhayacreativity.blogspot.com/2010/02/mere-samne-logo-ka-aana-jana-tha.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7313946784786675217/posts/default/615601721159595124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7313946784786675217/posts/default/615601721159595124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abhayacreativity.blogspot.com/2010/02/mere-samne-logo-ka-aana-jana-tha.html' title='AKS Effect--First Door of Feelings'/><author><name>Abhaya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03532739653656729173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AzJPgU6Mh3U/TLRlgyXSyfI/AAAAAAAAAIM/M8hL_-6k8uM/S220/CIMG0193.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7313946784786675217.post-8170183619343202908</id><published>2010-02-02T12:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T12:38:14.457-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kya Sochu Kya Likhu</title><content type='html'>I have had new type of experience now a days.It happens sometime with me that you like a girl and you get excitement to talk to that gal.You tell everything true but even she will understand that you are wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I become excited because I have fear that she would be meeting me tomorrow or not .I sometime loose belief on honesty and truth .I had been taught that honesty is the best policy and by truth you can win to any one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But when I flirt, girls get attraction with me and when I really like anyone and tells everything truth to make future ,I see that she even started making me crap.I have had compliments that I am the best guy to make people laugh,to make surroundings cool etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am getting confusion now a days on this topic that what should be my policy in life truth or lie.Dil says lie because that way I do get many things and flirt also .but then my GOD comes inside me and says even if you are loosing and girls are not trusting you because of your impatience and excited nature ,don't worry.something in future shall be best for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have one very nice experience today on yahoo, I was writing my book and I am used to open chat rooms to see if by this way I can get any compatible match.I just met a girl who was very sweet and nice .I added to her in my chat room and started chatting but when I asked for number she suddenly got shocked.I don't even understand in my whole life if we could talk on chat to get to know each other why cell is a bad way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have option in cell to block like chat room and if you are not interested people will not call you .I was happy because she was good ,technical,and creative.I thought lets make a nice friendship.And I followed Kabeer das phrase "jo kal kare so aaj kar ,jo aaj kare so ab,pal bhar me parlaya hoyiye ,bahuri karega kab" means decision should be faster,efficient and quick.that's the way I see life to going ahead.Until and unless you shall not believe and take risk you ll not get best because a lots of loss and failure makes man perfect and decision maker .A good decision maker click in a while and win the race.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I become satisfied by thinking" Manzil mile ya na mile,esaka gam nahi&lt;br /&gt;Manzil ki zustju me karwan to hai"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am looking for a fantastic relationship and ready to take risk with truth and honesty but what a time we never believe each other..Is this the way our relationship followed by colony,society,city ,state and country going ahead .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we don't trust on ourselves how can we trust on Pakistan or any other country and vice verse why will Australia trust on us or US on anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think on it that we are generating lie rs and cheaters inside us and this one identity making function to map whole world .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We always forget that there is a supreme power who will handle theses all ,we should only do our work but we are thinking more and that's why GOD is not interested in taking care of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see you soon with new story.....abhaya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br 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Likhu'/><author><name>Abhaya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03532739653656729173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AzJPgU6Mh3U/TLRlgyXSyfI/AAAAAAAAAIM/M8hL_-6k8uM/S220/CIMG0193.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7313946784786675217.post-5175021723671792456</id><published>2009-10-26T10:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T10:11:51.793-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Zindagi Abhi Baki Hai....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AzJPgU6Mh3U/SuXYR1NVFfI/AAAAAAAAAGo/KtFImmp-VrI/s1600-h/patience.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AzJPgU6Mh3U/SuXYR1NVFfI/AAAAAAAAAGo/KtFImmp-VrI/s400/patience.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396957529325770226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi, I liked this poem ...so just publishing it here.. I did not write it..but definitely you guys shall like it:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;एक सपना टूटा तो क्या हुआ,&lt;br /&gt;ज़िन्दगी अभी और भी बाकी है|&lt;br /&gt;अभी गाम मिला तो क्या हुआ,&lt;br /&gt;खुशियाँ आने को बाकी है |&lt;br /&gt;आज तुम्हें हारना पड़ा तो क्या हुआ,&lt;br /&gt;जीत की घड़ी आणि बाकी है |&lt;br /&gt;असफलता का सामना हुआ तो क्या हुआ,&lt;br /&gt;सफलता की सीडी दूर नहीं है |&lt;br /&gt;बुराइयों का साथ मिला तो क्या हुआ ,&lt;br /&gt;अच्छाइयों के बिना इसका कोई वजूद नहीं है |&lt;br /&gt;लोगों से नफ़रत मिली तो क्या हुआ ,&lt;br /&gt;प्यार का जहान खली तो नहीं है |&lt;br /&gt;हर पल मिली कठिनाइयाँ और निराशाएं तो क्या हुआ,&lt;br /&gt;इससे ज़िन्दगी रूकती तो नहीं है |&lt;br /&gt;जो चाहा वो न पाया तो क्या हुआ ,&lt;br /&gt;इससे पाने की चाह घटती तो नहीं है |&lt;br /&gt;ऐ दोस्त !&lt;br /&gt;अभी तो मापी है तुमने मुठ्ठी भर ज़मीन,&lt;br /&gt;पूरे आसमान की उड़ान बाकी है |&lt;br /&gt;यूँ न हो उदास,&lt;br /&gt;हँसने के लिए वजह आने बाकी है |&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7313946784786675217-5175021723671792456?l=abhayacreativity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abhayacreativity.blogspot.com/feeds/5175021723671792456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://abhayacreativity.blogspot.com/2009/10/zindagi-abhi-baki-hai.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7313946784786675217/posts/default/5175021723671792456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7313946784786675217/posts/default/5175021723671792456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abhayacreativity.blogspot.com/2009/10/zindagi-abhi-baki-hai.html' title='Zindagi Abhi Baki Hai....'/><author><name>Abhaya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03532739653656729173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AzJPgU6Mh3U/TLRlgyXSyfI/AAAAAAAAAIM/M8hL_-6k8uM/S220/CIMG0193.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AzJPgU6Mh3U/SuXYR1NVFfI/AAAAAAAAAGo/KtFImmp-VrI/s72-c/patience.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7313946784786675217.post-2204754322961787896</id><published>2009-10-17T11:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T09:51:24.623-08:00</updated><title type='text'>First Night in Banglore....A story of traingle love</title><content type='html'>This incident was happened when i was traveling Bangalore first time...uff so masti and nice.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Abhaya, you have to come for a FTF (face to face) round of interview to Banglore, is it okay?" HR said of X company . " of course will be there Archana, Please book the ticket of sat and sunday..so that I can stay a night there as it's my firts visit to Banglore." I said." ohh really, you coming first time, you will enjoy the weather here .It's amazing" Archana said." I have also heard." replied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hey Akhi I forgot the print out of the ticket man and came to home , please collect it while coming back to home" I requested to Akhi my colleague.&lt;br /&gt;" Okay , ll try as printer is not working" Akhi said." uff yaar let me know otherwise ll collect it from market .I have flight in the morning." I said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was worried where should I go for print out , suddenly I got a call from Akhi that he got success getting the prints of ticket.I became happy.&lt;br /&gt;" Pandey ji yaar , I have not traveled by flight yet ,please let me know required documents if I am missing out something at the time of check in." I called to pandey on phone." dekh lala, you need not to be worried about these things as you need only id card any.And have your tickets printout with you." Pandey ji (Vikash Pandey , my friend in Banglore) said.&lt;br /&gt;I called up the taxi before 2 hour of the time of flight , managed my bag,and slept around 2 pm in night. &lt;br /&gt;trin trin trin......... ohh ho ..ye alarm bhi na....I  woke up and saw the watch it was 4.30 and I have my cab at 5 am. I took yawn and left the bed. I got ready in half an hour.I took apple and biscuit in breakfast and started waiting cab.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sir, cab aa gayee" Driver came and told me ." Okay, you wait there , I am coming fast." I replied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I locked the room and said regards to GOD and opened the door of cab , put the bag and closed the door .&lt;br /&gt;I reached IGI airport,went down from cab.I gave money to the driver.took the bill for reimbursement.&lt;br /&gt;" Sir, ticket please and id card." policeman said on the gate. After this formality I went inside and started searching for JETLITE counter ."bhaiya, where is JETLITE  counter" I asked from airport boy in white dress." Sir, back side from here." He suggested." Thanks a lot !" I said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Hi ms...how are you.Please give me ticket" " Sure.I am fine." that sexy lady said in black dress .It was nice to see a lots of gals in different and sexy dresses...i liked kingfisher's dresses and gals most.I saw GOD above and said in heart "kash" ...&lt;br /&gt;" Sir , window seat " " hmmm yes" I replied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took that name paper to tight it with my bag and wrote name of mine with adress as Vikash has suggested.&lt;br /&gt;I opened the ticket and started looking at every point so that i could be clear that I was not missing anything as was scared to miss the flight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Gate 13, boarding at 6.25 okay." I whispered." there was zig zag security strings tighten by polls.I went through and kept my bag on rolling machine to get it scanned and i came behind a person to get in for heck in myself.After his check in, I went inside and policeman checked to me and i took my sealed bag from there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was waiting hall , people were waiting of different flights ..it was fully modernized and automatic with a lot of shopping centers.I also looked for toilets to get out some water t take some more pure water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walked here and there .Ultimately I went down after announcement and took bus for flight and got my seat inside flight. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I enjoyed my journey through window seat and felt little scared while it took off..&lt;br /&gt;I got down on Banglore airport and went to Vikash' home by taxi which took 850 rs as charge was 15@ per km.South was realy different than north including air and culture .If you can see the temples even you can identify the difference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vikash's was waiting in front of reliance fresh near to kormangla police station .He got break up with her gf so was looking dangerous without shaving. &lt;br /&gt;I went to his house and took lunch after getting bath.&lt;br /&gt;Then I went to the office of him where i had interview .He went first floor and was waiting of HR to come after filling the details in security register.all the glass wall had mathematical definition including probability and logistic regression(some Statistical terminology) which was making office amazing for analytical guys.&lt;br /&gt;Hr came and we talked a little and I took tea with her.She was gorgeous and nice but married like earlier I got bad luck.I started waiting my number for interview with co founder of that company .I started passing time with Vikash's and he told to  me how she left him after 7 years .I was knowing that girl also as she was junior in IITK.It was a shocking news for me as well but what could I do.I could only pray if she could have left him after marriage then oh my God, what would have been situation of Pandey.&lt;br /&gt;We discussed a lot and then he went for smoking and came after a long time .I got a call and went for interview .I came back with a good mood as int was good .Interviewer asked a lots of basic works done by me.&lt;br /&gt;I then went to Vikahs' room to meet Sir ji (Ravin),Sir ji was our common friend.I enjoyed with him and then we took auto and went to meet my college friend Suman .&lt;br /&gt;We came back in night.&lt;br /&gt;"lala, come to park " Vikash told .We started to go to park suddenly we saw her gf(Mahak)  going with new bf on his bike sitting behind him.Mahak and her bf were working together in wipro. Boys used emotional situations and girls did as usual " Girls bloody swine style" and both became gf and bf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw vikash' face was burning and he started going towards Mahak home while we were going to park in the same direction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohh my God , as soon I understood what was he planning I saw to vikash talking with that guy using abuses and slapping that guy." Motherfucker ,sale, teri aukat kya hai be" " You have to get married this girl otherwise will kill you" he was crying." Sale, she has become corporate pros and now you have to use it because she wants to use you." a lots of arguments were going on.I saw that boy was debating then I slapped boy and he started pointing fingure on me.he was a good looking tall guy but unfortunately fattu guy in front of UP and Bihar mard." bastard, you dont know me , ll kill you wherever you want...banglore,MP or any place bloody swine.you fraud sale.."I cried on boy.suddenly, there had started raining.Vikash, Mahak and that guy went to park and I was standing under the shelter of a shop. Some dog were looking at me .I was scared as they were looking at me like killer eyes and barking at me.God blessed me and dogs ran away due to rain.I was getting bore as it was a long and heavy rain going on.I dialed many numbers of Banglore gal friends but unfortunately no body picked up the phone.&lt;br /&gt;Rain was touching me as it was fast so almost I was half wet.I saw Vikash coming and then we talked and started looking if there was any shop opened so that we could get a sutta.we did not find anything at it was 12.05 pm in the wrist watch.we went to home." yaar lala, I am happy .I am getting satisfaction in side as I wanted this and I could do this with you.Thank you so much.Now I am happy that boy was crying and left her when I told my 7 years love story hahhahhah" He laughed with happiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is obvious happiness when you do something which could not come outside due to some reason but suddenly you do that.He wanted to throw all his anger on that boy and girl and he did so was happy.The kind of pain and love convert in hate when somebody ditch you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway ,while sleeping was thinking about there story how love become hell and dirty  uff.Perhaps some % of lucky guys are there who get their love converted in marriage and truth.I even did not get why girls leave while they get everything what they want from their bf..perhaps changing tendencies like corporate job are more attracting girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"lala bhai, wake up man. It's 9 am in morning" Vikash cried near to my ear.I woke up and got bath very late due to chat and discussion with Vikash.We had a deep sleep after lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" hey pandey , I have to go man, get ready for flight." I told to Vikash who was sleepy.&lt;br /&gt;I took tea and then went to Forum mall to catch Bias 7 for airport after walking in mall." lala call me after reaching home." Pandey separated saying this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I enjoyed Banglore volvo in 150 rs and reached to airport,I liked agirl in volvo but she disappeared after getting down from bus.I saw God above smiling at me ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I then took my ticket. After all formalities , I got my flight and came  to Delhi airport and took taxi for home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes you don't know what would happen and unknowingly you become a medium of happiness and any work.The work which Pandey could not do from a long time , He did that night to get all satisfaction inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God tussi great ho..............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copyright@ abhayacreativity.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7313946784786675217-2204754322961787896?l=abhayacreativity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abhayacreativity.blogspot.com/feeds/2204754322961787896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://abhayacreativity.blogspot.com/2009/10/first-night-in-banglorea-story-of.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7313946784786675217/posts/default/2204754322961787896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7313946784786675217/posts/default/2204754322961787896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abhayacreativity.blogspot.com/2009/10/first-night-in-banglorea-story-of.html' title='First Night in Banglore....A story of traingle love'/><author><name>Abhaya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03532739653656729173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AzJPgU6Mh3U/TLRlgyXSyfI/AAAAAAAAAIM/M8hL_-6k8uM/S220/CIMG0193.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7313946784786675217.post-5330604592601745126</id><published>2009-10-14T09:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T09:54:26.731-07:00</updated><title type='text'>खामोश बेवफा</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AzJPgU6Mh3U/StYCK4uaMuI/AAAAAAAAAGI/MueFMdF0goQ/s1600-h/alone.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 515px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AzJPgU6Mh3U/StYCK4uaMuI/AAAAAAAAAGI/MueFMdF0goQ/s400/alone.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392499989871735522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;जिंदगी कभी कभी इतना दर्द देती है की जिससे हम सबसे ज्यादा करीब होते हैं वोह सबसे ज्यादा दूर &lt;span&gt;और&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;नफ़रत वाला हो जाता है......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Kitani khamoshi se tune ye  gunah kar diya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Ek dar se duje dar par jane  ka “ hausala”  kar diya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Main khamosh khada dekhta raha  tujhe jate huye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Aawz nikal k luat aayee tujhe  chute huye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Zustaju mere andar dab k pighal  gayee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Alfaz zuban me kahi kho gayee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Aalm ye hi ki tujhe dekhne  se bhi taqlif si hoti hai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Aankhe band kar lu bhi to tu  mahsus si hoti hai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Sambhal k chalata hu ki kahi  thokar na lge &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Girane ka dar ab aur bhi gahra  ho gaya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Aayene ko dekhta hu to bikhara  hua lagta hu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Bikharane k har ek jahlak se  pardagi mahsus hoti hai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Kitani khamoshi.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Main khada hu dar pe apne aankho  me dard liye &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Hausala tut na jaye enhe apni  aaknho me roke huye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Kafila sab aage badh gaya mujhe  akela chodkar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Har shaksh ajnabi ho gaya us  kafile ki tarah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Bade muddat se aarju jagi thi  jine ki&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Kya pata tha mujhe marne ka  khwab liye koi aaya hai milane&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Kitani khamoshi se….&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;कॉपी राईट @ अभायाक्रेअतिविटी....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7313946784786675217-5330604592601745126?l=abhayacreativity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abhayacreativity.blogspot.com/feeds/5330604592601745126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://abhayacreativity.blogspot.com/2009/10/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7313946784786675217/posts/default/5330604592601745126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7313946784786675217/posts/default/5330604592601745126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abhayacreativity.blogspot.com/2009/10/blog-post.html' title='खामोश बेवफा'/><author><name>Abhaya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03532739653656729173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AzJPgU6Mh3U/TLRlgyXSyfI/AAAAAAAAAIM/M8hL_-6k8uM/S220/CIMG0193.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AzJPgU6Mh3U/StYCK4uaMuI/AAAAAAAAAGI/MueFMdF0goQ/s72-c/alone.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7313946784786675217.post-8808165715688135318</id><published>2009-08-19T11:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T12:06:51.046-07:00</updated><title type='text'>अक्स प्रभाव -- हादसा</title><content type='html'>आज दिल बस ये लिखना चाहता है....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id=":37q" dir="ltr" class="kl"&gt;"हादसे इतने हुए  की  हादसे  हादसे  ना  रहे&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id=":37p" dir="ltr" class="kl"&gt;जिनसे मुखातिब  होते  थे  उन्हें  शब्दों  की  परवाह  नही&lt;br /&gt;समय ने दबोचा है बाहों  में अपने एस कदर की&lt;br /&gt;हमें बचने की हर चाह से परवाह नही&lt;br /&gt;देखना है मुकद्दर है ये  या करम मेरा&lt;br /&gt;हार् जीत की नतीजों से बेपरवाह है अब&lt;br /&gt;टूटने से डरने वालो में हम नही हैं&lt;br /&gt;डूब जाए किश्ती इसकी अब परवाह नही&lt;br /&gt;जियेंगे अपनी शर्तो पर ज़िन्दगी&lt;br /&gt;मिल जाए फांके भी तो परवाह नही !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;कॉपीराइट @ abhayacreativity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/7313946784786675217-8808165715688135318?l=abhayacreativity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abhayacreativity.blogspot.com/feeds/8808165715688135318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://abhayacreativity.blogspot.com/2009/08/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7313946784786675217/posts/default/8808165715688135318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7313946784786675217/posts/default/8808165715688135318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abhayacreativity.blogspot.com/2009/08/blog-post.html' title='अक्स प्रभाव -- हादसा'/><author><name>Abhaya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03532739653656729173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AzJPgU6Mh3U/TLRlgyXSyfI/AAAAAAAAAIM/M8hL_-6k8uM/S220/CIMG0193.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7313946784786675217.post-6194957764015216068</id><published>2009-07-22T10:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T12:11:52.874-07:00</updated><title type='text'>अक्स प्रभाव--तनहा था जब मैं</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AzJPgU6Mh3U/SmdkZSZvFQI/AAAAAAAAAGA/-s3GBvlLjig/s1600-h/Long_walk_home.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 538px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AzJPgU6Mh3U/SmdkZSZvFQI/AAAAAAAAAGA/-s3GBvlLjig/s400/Long_walk_home.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361364267007153410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ये तब की कहानी  हैं जब कभी मैं हद से ज्यादा तनहा था । ये कविता उनके लिए हैं जो तन्हाई में दर्द महसूस करते हैं।&lt;br /&gt;" तनहा था जब मैं ,आँखों में मेरे थी तब नमी ,सुना सा मन&lt;br /&gt;साया भी मेरा लगता था दुश्मन , बादल भी देता था मुजको तपन&lt;br /&gt;आँखे भी मेरी रहती थी सुनी, दिल में मेरे रोता था मन&lt;br /&gt;मुसाफिर बना था मैं पर राहे  अकेली,दुनिया की भीड़ में भी रहता था तनहा&lt;br /&gt;आ के कोई मुझको पकड़ ले ,इतना झिंझोड की सपना लगे सब&lt;br /&gt;सोता रहा था ऐसा लगे है,अपनों से कोई शिकायत करे कैसे&lt;br /&gt;मुबारक हो जाती कज़ा मुझको ,गर सांसे न होती मेरे करम में&lt;br /&gt;लम्हा लम्हा तनहा रहा हु ,पल पल मरता रहा हु&lt;br /&gt;साया भी मेरा मुझको न दिखे,जब भी दरकार हो उसकी मुझे&lt;br /&gt;सांसे सोयी रही,दिल रोता रहा, आँखे नम सी रही ,&lt;br /&gt;तनहा था जब मैं .....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;कॉपीराइट@abhayacreativity&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7313946784786675217-6194957764015216068?l=abhayacreativity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abhayacreativity.blogspot.com/feeds/6194957764015216068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://abhayacreativity.blogspot.com/2009/07/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7313946784786675217/posts/default/6194957764015216068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7313946784786675217/posts/default/6194957764015216068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abhayacreativity.blogspot.com/2009/07/blog-post.html' title='अक्स प्रभाव--तनहा था जब मैं'/><author><name>Abhaya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03532739653656729173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AzJPgU6Mh3U/TLRlgyXSyfI/AAAAAAAAAIM/M8hL_-6k8uM/S220/CIMG0193.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AzJPgU6Mh3U/SmdkZSZvFQI/AAAAAAAAAGA/-s3GBvlLjig/s72-c/Long_walk_home.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7313946784786675217.post-1398202918821166157</id><published>2009-04-27T12:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T04:49:47.821-07:00</updated><title type='text'>AKS Effect -- Dil parshan hai !!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AzJPgU6Mh3U/SjORo--UrPI/AAAAAAAAAF4/vOg_IuAMb2I/s1600-h/street-boys-400x270.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 525px; height: 270px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AzJPgU6Mh3U/SjORo--UrPI/AAAAAAAAAF4/vOg_IuAMb2I/s400/street-boys-400x270.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346777315904105714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aaj man hai baho me bharne ka unhe jo besahara hain&lt;br /&gt;aaj man hai unhe marham lagane ka jo darde dil me hain&lt;br /&gt;dil k dard jab aankho se rudhe galo ko par kar k nikalte hain&lt;br /&gt;pura wazood kamp jata hai zindai k kho dene ki tarah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kya pata zindagi kab marhum ho jaye es tarah&lt;br /&gt;sapna haqiqat se dur ho jaye es tarah&lt;br /&gt;aalm ye hai dard ka ki log hanste hain dikhane k liye&lt;br /&gt;par akelpan ki tanhai me tut jate hain mannae k liye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;footpatho k upar chalte un bachho k dard se dil parehsna hai&lt;br /&gt;jhopadio ka tute huye darwaje se jhankti aankho se pareshan hai&lt;br /&gt;bada dard hai un aankho me jinhe sapne dikhaye hamne&lt;br /&gt;har us bat se pareshan hai ye dil jaha dard k aalma hai..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kya kare ham es sawal se pareshan hai dil&lt;br /&gt;zindagi k har lafzo se pareshan hai ye dil&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hanth de do sahare ka unake ulfat me bas&lt;br /&gt;yahi guzarsih hai tumhare hantho se bas....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--copyright to Abhaya@....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7313946784786675217-1398202918821166157?l=abhayacreativity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abhayacreativity.blogspot.com/feeds/1398202918821166157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://abhayacreativity.blogspot.com/2009/04/aaj-man-hai-baho-me-bharne-ka-unhe-jo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7313946784786675217/posts/default/1398202918821166157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7313946784786675217/posts/default/1398202918821166157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abhayacreativity.blogspot.com/2009/04/aaj-man-hai-baho-me-bharne-ka-unhe-jo.html' title='AKS Effect -- Dil parshan hai !!'/><author><name>Abhaya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03532739653656729173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AzJPgU6Mh3U/TLRlgyXSyfI/AAAAAAAAAIM/M8hL_-6k8uM/S220/CIMG0193.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AzJPgU6Mh3U/SjORo--UrPI/AAAAAAAAAF4/vOg_IuAMb2I/s72-c/street-boys-400x270.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7313946784786675217.post-1277418237229925074</id><published>2009-04-05T10:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T10:58:54.635-07:00</updated><title type='text'>AKS Effect--Dont Wanna miss you !</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AzJPgU6Mh3U/SfXx8L89DjI/AAAAAAAAAFw/RMW4MjJB-cI/s1600-h/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 549px; height: 374px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AzJPgU6Mh3U/SfXx8L89DjI/AAAAAAAAAFw/RMW4MjJB-cI/s400/4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329431750365744690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tere jane k baad, tere sanso ki aawaz aaj bhi aati hai,&lt;br /&gt;har aawaz dil k kone me kuch kah si jaati hai,&lt;br /&gt;lafjo k bayano se dur ye har pal gungunati hai,&lt;br /&gt;tere aawz ki kashish aaj bhi mujhe tanha kar jati hai,&lt;br /&gt;har pal bhulane ki koshish hai tujhe,&lt;br /&gt;pat didar aisa kiya tha aankho se ki,khata hoti nahi mujhase bhulne ki&lt;br /&gt;aankho ki palko se nafrat si hai mujhe jo band karke bhi tujhe dikhati hai,&lt;br /&gt;kabhi dil kahta hai ki tere bare me sochu,&lt;br /&gt;par kabhi teri bewfai se ulafat si hoti hai,&lt;br /&gt;tere barat me mra zanaza na nikal jaye ab to yahi ek shikayat si hoti hai&lt;br /&gt;tere jaane k bad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;......... Copyright to this blog.&lt;br /&gt;------------ Abhaya&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7313946784786675217-1277418237229925074?l=abhayacreativity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abhayacreativity.blogspot.com/feeds/1277418237229925074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://abhayacreativity.blogspot.com/2009/04/tere-jane-k-baad-tere-sanso-ki-aawaz.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7313946784786675217/posts/default/1277418237229925074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7313946784786675217/posts/default/1277418237229925074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abhayacreativity.blogspot.com/2009/04/tere-jane-k-baad-tere-sanso-ki-aawaz.html' title='AKS Effect--Dont Wanna miss you !'/><author><name>Abhaya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03532739653656729173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AzJPgU6Mh3U/TLRlgyXSyfI/AAAAAAAAAIM/M8hL_-6k8uM/S220/CIMG0193.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AzJPgU6Mh3U/SfXx8L89DjI/AAAAAAAAAFw/RMW4MjJB-cI/s72-c/4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7313946784786675217.post-3162080117330119070</id><published>2009-04-02T12:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T09:46:34.410-07:00</updated><title type='text'>अक्स प्रभाव-- मेरी दुनिया बदल दी</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AzJPgU6Mh3U/SdjgVrqW1qI/AAAAAAAAAEg/ztVsjItR6Z8/s1600-h/pray_of_seraphim.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 638px; height: 403px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AzJPgU6Mh3U/SdjgVrqW1qI/AAAAAAAAAEg/ztVsjItR6Z8/s400/pray_of_seraphim.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321249622840497826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;रिश्तों की ईस दुनिया ने, मेरी दुनिया बदल दी&lt;br /&gt;हर दीदार था नकली, हर आवाज़ थी नकली&lt;br /&gt;झूठ फरेब के ईस जंजाल ने , मेरी दुनिया बदल दी&lt;br /&gt;कभी उसने, कभी अपनों ने, कभी दोस्तों ने&lt;br /&gt;कभी हंसाकर, कभी रुलाकर, पर जाने अनजाने मेरी दुनिया बदल दी&lt;br /&gt;हर इकरार के पीछे लगा मुझे इंकार&lt;br /&gt;नही मिला मुझे सच्चो का दीदार&lt;br /&gt;कभी अन्दर से , कभी बाहर से , मिली मुझे बस तन्हाई,&lt;br /&gt;ईस तन्हाई ने मेरी दुनिया बदल दी&lt;br /&gt;न परखा , न चाहा , पर कभी परखा या चाहा,&lt;br /&gt;तब भी तुम सबने मेरी दुनिया बदल दी........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---- Abhaya&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7313946784786675217-3162080117330119070?l=abhayacreativity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abhayacreativity.blogspot.com/feeds/3162080117330119070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://abhayacreativity.blogspot.com/2009/04/blog-post_2202.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7313946784786675217/posts/default/3162080117330119070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7313946784786675217/posts/default/3162080117330119070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abhayacreativity.blogspot.com/2009/04/blog-post_2202.html' title='अक्स प्रभाव-- मेरी दुनिया बदल दी'/><author><name>Abhaya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03532739653656729173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AzJPgU6Mh3U/TLRlgyXSyfI/AAAAAAAAAIM/M8hL_-6k8uM/S220/CIMG0193.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AzJPgU6Mh3U/SdjgVrqW1qI/AAAAAAAAAEg/ztVsjItR6Z8/s72-c/pray_of_seraphim.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7313946784786675217.post-3663319586846000971</id><published>2009-04-02T12:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T12:27:51.749-07:00</updated><title type='text'>अक्स प्रभाव- मेरा मन</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AzJPgU6Mh3U/Sde0ejwHi8I/AAAAAAAAAEA/7MukpDxYbc0/s1600-h/11111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 615px; height: 321px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AzJPgU6Mh3U/Sde0ejwHi8I/AAAAAAAAAEA/7MukpDxYbc0/s400/11111.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320919921847667650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AzJPgU6Mh3U/SdeblQgkNsI/AAAAAAAAADw/6b99Ccw4M9o/s1600-h/Image037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 254px; height: 270px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AzJPgU6Mh3U/SdeblQgkNsI/AAAAAAAAADw/6b99Ccw4M9o/s400/Image037.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320892549150553794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;मेरा मन क्या खोजता, समझ ही नही पाया, पर&lt;br /&gt;खोजता ही रहता, हरदम, हरपल, तत्परता से&lt;br /&gt;पर, हरता ही जाता&lt;br /&gt;नित मिलता उसको नया जीवन, सोचता, आह! मिल गया&lt;br /&gt;पर, फ़िर वही अज्ञानता, रुक जाता , भ्रमण करता&lt;br /&gt;निशा में भी उजालो को खोजता मेरा मन .....&lt;br /&gt;दुविधा की ईस दुर्दशा से परिचित, हरपल ख्वाबो से मिलता&lt;br /&gt;ताना बुनता नित नए-नए , बिचार बनता, जनता ही रहता&lt;br /&gt;स्निग्ध धवल उस चांदनी रात में&lt;br /&gt;न जाने क्या खोजता उस चाँद के  दाग में मेरा मन....&lt;br /&gt;कभी ख्वाबो में तो कभी यादों में, कभी आंसुओं में तो कभी गमो में&lt;br /&gt;कभी भीड़ भरी महफ़िल में , तो कभी तन्हाई में&lt;br /&gt;ईस काएनात की बेजुबान इशारों में मेरा मन.....&lt;br /&gt;सहरा के छाव की तरह, पथिक के बिश्राम की तरह&lt;br /&gt;फिजा क खुशबू की तरह, न जाने क्या खोजता मेरा मन....&lt;br /&gt;रिश्तो की जंजीरों में, दोस्तों की दोस्ती में,ज़िन्दगी के दस्तूरों  में&lt;br /&gt;भावनाओ की इम्तिहान में , भाई के  प्यार में,प्रेमिका की कशिश में,&lt;br /&gt;माँ की गोंद में, बाप के खामोशी में, तकदीर के  पन्नो में&lt;br /&gt;खोजता ही रहता , अपनी दुनिया, पर&lt;br /&gt;उलझकर , घबराकर, न जाने क्या खोजता मेरा मन......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------- Abhaya&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7313946784786675217-3663319586846000971?l=abhayacreativity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abhayacreativity.blogspot.com/feeds/3663319586846000971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://abhayacreativity.blogspot.com/2009/04/blog-post_02.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7313946784786675217/posts/default/3663319586846000971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7313946784786675217/posts/default/3663319586846000971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abhayacreativity.blogspot.com/2009/04/blog-post_02.html' title='अक्स प्रभाव- मेरा मन'/><author><name>Abhaya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03532739653656729173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AzJPgU6Mh3U/TLRlgyXSyfI/AAAAAAAAAIM/M8hL_-6k8uM/S220/CIMG0193.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AzJPgU6Mh3U/Sde0ejwHi8I/AAAAAAAAAEA/7MukpDxYbc0/s72-c/11111.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7313946784786675217.post-1517814112990174467</id><published>2009-04-02T11:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T09:39:36.797-07:00</updated><title type='text'>कभी कभी</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AzJPgU6Mh3U/SdjetYKYUMI/AAAAAAAAAEY/tvzEgP8MEPY/s1600-h/change.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 558px; height: 216px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AzJPgU6Mh3U/SdjetYKYUMI/AAAAAAAAAEY/tvzEgP8MEPY/s400/change.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321247830899708098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Kabhi apni hasi par aataa hai gussaa,&lt;br /&gt;Kabhi saare jag ko hasaane ko jee chaahtaa hai..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kabhi roota nahi main badi badi baaton par,&lt;br /&gt;Kabhi yun hi aansoo bahaane ko jee chaahtaa hai..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kabhi achchhaa lagtaa hai aasman mein udnaa,&lt;br /&gt;Kabhi kisi bandhan mein bandh jaane ko jee chaahtaa hai..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kabhi apne bhi lagte hain begaane se,&lt;br /&gt;Kabhi begaano ko bhi apnaane ko jee chaahtaa hai..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kabhi saaree duniyaa kaa saath bahot bhaataa hai,&lt;br /&gt;Kabhi khud ko bhi bhool jaane ko jee chaahtaa hai..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kabhi mann chaahe saaree duniyaa ki daulat,&lt;br /&gt;Kabhi apni bhi gawaane ko jee chaahtaa hai..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kabhi mann chaahe nayaa jeevan,&lt;br /&gt;Kabhi ise bhi mitaane ko jee chaahtaa hai.."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7313946784786675217-1517814112990174467?l=abhayacreativity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abhayacreativity.blogspot.com/feeds/1517814112990174467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://abhayacreativity.blogspot.com/2009/04/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7313946784786675217/posts/default/1517814112990174467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7313946784786675217/posts/default/1517814112990174467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abhayacreativity.blogspot.com/2009/04/blog-post.html' title='कभी कभी'/><author><name>Abhaya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03532739653656729173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AzJPgU6Mh3U/TLRlgyXSyfI/AAAAAAAAAIM/M8hL_-6k8uM/S220/CIMG0193.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AzJPgU6Mh3U/SdjetYKYUMI/AAAAAAAAAEY/tvzEgP8MEPY/s72-c/change.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7313946784786675217.post-278427988078502979</id><published>2009-03-31T11:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T12:15:18.159-07:00</updated><title type='text'>अक्स प्रभाव-मेरा पहला प्यार</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AzJPgU6Mh3U/SdexoOY4u3I/AAAAAAAAAD4/q_84xIfIb_4/s1600-h/pyar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 642px; height: 377px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AzJPgU6Mh3U/SdexoOY4u3I/AAAAAAAAAD4/q_84xIfIb_4/s400/pyar.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320916789376891762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;एक लड़की थी दीवानी सी, &lt;span&gt;कभी&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span&gt;कभी&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;मिल&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;टी&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;थी&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;वोह&lt;/span&gt;,                                  &lt;br /&gt;जाब भी मिलती थी , &lt;span&gt;निगाहों&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;से&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;न&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;जाने&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;क्या&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;कहती&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;थी&lt;/span&gt;,                            &lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;मैं उसका था दीवाना,  &lt;span&gt;वोह&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;मेरी&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;थी&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;दीवानी&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;हर पल वोह कहना छाती थी कुछ, पर शर्मा क नज़ारे झुका लेती थी वोह,&lt;br /&gt;मेरे ही शहर  में रहती है वोह, पर न जाने क्यूँ दिखती न थी,&lt;br /&gt;पागलो की तरह कई सालो से खोजा मैंने, पर वोह पगली मीलती ही न थी,&lt;br /&gt;हर पल तनहा रहता था मैं, न जाने वोह कैसे रहती थी,&lt;br /&gt;दोस्त मेरे हँसते थे मुझपर, मजनू कह कर बुलाते थे मुझको,&lt;br /&gt;पर चाहत ने सुना ही नही, आवाज़ तो सिर्फ़ उसकी अति थी कानो पर,&lt;br /&gt;हर लम्हा बिता, अश्क बहे,दीवानगी थी की बढती ही गयी,&lt;br /&gt;साल दर् साल बीतते गए, हम किश्तों में मरते रहे,&lt;br /&gt;दिल में कसक उठती रही, और हम दर्द सहते गए,&lt;br /&gt;ये शहर भी तनहा हो गया, हम दूर चले गए,&lt;br /&gt;न जाने क्या हुआ की , वोह मुझसे एक दिन मिल ही गयी,&lt;br /&gt;मैंने पाया जीवन अपना, सारा जहाँ लगने लगा अपना,&lt;br /&gt;वोह मुझको देखे, चाहत वही, जैसे कुछ कहना है उसको,&lt;br /&gt;मैं उसका दीवाना, कह बैठा उसको अपना,&lt;br /&gt;आह ! ये क्या घबरा गयी, नज़रो को चुरा गयी,&lt;br /&gt;पल्लू उड़ा के  न जाने क्या कह गयी वोह, मुझको तन्हा ही सता गयी  वोह,&lt;br /&gt;मेरे अलप्फाज़ को चुरा ले गयी, और कज़ा को मुबारक कर गयी वोह,&lt;br /&gt;और मैं करता था उसका ऐतबार, ये था मेरा पहला प्यार !!&lt;br /&gt;पर मैं मरने तक  करूँगा उसका इंतजार...........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------Abhaya&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7313946784786675217-278427988078502979?l=abhayacreativity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abhayacreativity.blogspot.com/feeds/278427988078502979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://abhayacreativity.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-post_31.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7313946784786675217/posts/default/278427988078502979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7313946784786675217/posts/default/278427988078502979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abhayacreativity.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-post_31.html' title='अक्स प्रभाव-मेरा पहला प्यार'/><author><name>Abhaya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03532739653656729173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AzJPgU6Mh3U/TLRlgyXSyfI/AAAAAAAAAIM/M8hL_-6k8uM/S220/CIMG0193.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AzJPgU6Mh3U/SdexoOY4u3I/AAAAAAAAAD4/q_84xIfIb_4/s72-c/pyar.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7313946784786675217.post-7153547094393691006</id><published>2009-03-30T13:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T09:37:47.652-07:00</updated><title type='text'>AKS Effect--Zindagi tu kaha hai !</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AzJPgU6Mh3U/SdjeSewSsGI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/Rcc12PsL2O4/s1600-h/20060722135001_walking-alone-in-the-dark.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 570px; height: 258px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AzJPgU6Mh3U/SdjeSewSsGI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/Rcc12PsL2O4/s400/20060722135001_walking-alone-in-the-dark.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321247368812867682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zinadgi yun hi apni raftar se chal rahi hai,&lt;br /&gt;sab samjhkar bhi nadan si harqat kar rahi hai,&lt;br /&gt;bolati hai main pareshan hu tere bicharo se ,&lt;br /&gt;main kahta hu kaise badlu apne bicharo ko,&lt;br /&gt;har pal badlate es manaw swabhaw se,&lt;br /&gt;main khud hairan hu apni hi aawaz se,&lt;br /&gt;kal kuch karne ki socha tha , aaj kuch aur socha hai,&lt;br /&gt;es tarah ki soch se main khud hi pareshan hu,&lt;br /&gt;zindagi tujhako kya batau main, ki kya  hai mere dil me,&lt;br /&gt;apni hi duniya ko basane ki himmat nahi rahi ab es dil me,&lt;br /&gt;kayenat ki har zuban se mujhko fareb ki bu aane lagi hai,&lt;br /&gt;sanso k gutane se maut ka dar satane laga gai,&lt;br /&gt;aaya tha kabhi es daud me daudne to emandar tha,&lt;br /&gt;aaj kitana jhutha hu main khud ko, zawab ka pata nahi,&lt;br /&gt;har tarf wado k tutane ka dar dikhta hai,&lt;br /&gt;soch k hairan hu ensaan etna bujha kyun hai,&lt;br /&gt;pag pag par gairo se jyada apno ka dar hai,&lt;br /&gt;zindagi tu kyun etni raftar me hai,&lt;br /&gt;maut k khauf se jyada mujhe teri raftar ka dar hai,&lt;br /&gt;aa mere pas mujhako sath rakh k daud le,&lt;br /&gt;Zindagi teri hi bahon ki chah hai,&lt;br /&gt;lagta nahi ki tere aagosh me rah paunga main,&lt;br /&gt;Chutane k es dar se hi main hairan hu..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----Abhaya&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7313946784786675217-7153547094393691006?l=abhayacreativity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abhayacreativity.blogspot.com/feeds/7153547094393691006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://abhayacreativity.blogspot.com/2009/03/aks-effect-zindagi-tu-kaha-hai.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7313946784786675217/posts/default/7153547094393691006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7313946784786675217/posts/default/7153547094393691006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abhayacreativity.blogspot.com/2009/03/aks-effect-zindagi-tu-kaha-hai.html' title='AKS Effect--Zindagi tu kaha hai !'/><author><name>Abhaya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03532739653656729173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AzJPgU6Mh3U/TLRlgyXSyfI/AAAAAAAAAIM/M8hL_-6k8uM/S220/CIMG0193.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AzJPgU6Mh3U/SdjeSewSsGI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/Rcc12PsL2O4/s72-c/20060722135001_walking-alone-in-the-dark.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7313946784786675217.post-7881337499010516451</id><published>2009-03-27T12:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T07:18:11.092-07:00</updated><title type='text'>अक्स प्रभाव-- धरम</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AzJPgU6Mh3U/SdYadjLm9zI/AAAAAAAAADQ/yeudYiIx4Ds/s1600-h/sikh.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 134px; height: 128px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AzJPgU6Mh3U/SdYadjLm9zI/AAAAAAAAADQ/yeudYiIx4Ds/s400/sikh.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320469104747280178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AzJPgU6Mh3U/SdYaZxWbn6I/AAAAAAAAADI/xqp8qjpqcU8/s1600-h/mosque.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 183px; height: 111px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AzJPgU6Mh3U/SdYaZxWbn6I/AAAAAAAAADI/xqp8qjpqcU8/s400/mosque.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320469039831293858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AzJPgU6Mh3U/SdYaQVJpuQI/AAAAAAAAAC4/cPEQfqzA47o/s1600-h/hindu.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 137px; height: 134px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AzJPgU6Mh3U/SdYaQVJpuQI/AAAAAAAAAC4/cPEQfqzA47o/s400/hindu.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320468877642676482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AzJPgU6Mh3U/SdYaVhtTxeI/AAAAAAAAADA/i7QT5uzlzIg/s1600-h/kashi+bishwanath.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 186px; height: 103px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AzJPgU6Mh3U/SdYaVhtTxeI/AAAAAAAAADA/i7QT5uzlzIg/s400/kashi+bishwanath.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320468966912804322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;अलग-अलग धरम और हर धर्म में&lt;br /&gt;अलग-अलग धार्मिक गुट!&lt;br /&gt;सबकी भिन्न-भिन्न रस्में और पूजा&lt;br /&gt;क तरीके! फ़िर धर्म को ले कर मरकत कैसी&lt;br /&gt;जबकि हर गुट , हर व्यक्ति के मन में&lt;br /&gt;इस्वर का रूप अलग-अलग है?&lt;br /&gt;महत्व तो है भक्ति भाव का,&lt;br /&gt;और किसी भी दिल में झांकिए--&lt;br /&gt;ये भावना नही बदलती !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--- Abhaya&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7313946784786675217-7881337499010516451?l=abhayacreativity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abhayacreativity.blogspot.com/feeds/7881337499010516451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://abhayacreativity.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-post_6976.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7313946784786675217/posts/default/7881337499010516451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7313946784786675217/posts/default/7881337499010516451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abhayacreativity.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-post_6976.html' title='अक्स 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block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 492px; height: 112px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AzJPgU6Mh3U/SdYX_feMG4I/AAAAAAAAACw/aBFXUEArWI0/s400/name.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320466389332138882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;नाम सोचा ही न था , है की नही,&lt;br /&gt;'अमाँ ' कह के बुला लिया एक ने,&lt;br /&gt;'एई जी ' कह क बुलाया दू जे ने ,&lt;br /&gt;'अबे ओ ' यार लोग कहते है,&lt;br /&gt;जो भी यूँ जिस किसी के जी आया ,&lt;br /&gt;उसने वैसे ही पुकार लिया,&lt;br /&gt;तुमने एक मोड़ पर अचानक जब,&lt;br /&gt;मुझको ' अभय' कह कर दी आवाज़,&lt;br /&gt;एक सीपी से मोटी खुल गया जैसे,&lt;br /&gt;मुझको एक मणि मिल गए जैसे,&lt;br /&gt;आह यह नाम खुबसूरत है,&lt;br /&gt;फ़िर मुझे इसी नाम से बुलाओ तो !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------ Abhaya&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7313946784786675217-2751324587867963642?l=abhayacreativity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320463557712211170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;एक दिन आई आई टी गेट पर मिला मुझे एक भूत,&lt;br /&gt;संबोधन उसका था -  " कैसे हो पुत्र" ,&lt;br /&gt;मैंने कहा  भाई क्या है आपकी पहचान,&lt;br /&gt;हाँथ में लाठी, कम कपड़ा, पतली काया,&lt;br /&gt;बोला वोह- मैं हूँ गाँधी का भूत,&lt;br /&gt;बड़ा मन था देखने का स्वतंत्र भारत का हाल,&lt;br /&gt;कहो भाई कैसा है मेरा भारत महान,&lt;br /&gt;मैंने कहा-जिसकी लाठी उसकी भैंस,&lt;br /&gt;कम कपड़ा ही इसकी शान,पतली काया इसकी जान,&lt;br /&gt;चारो तरफ़ रंगदारी और जिस्म दिखने की बहार,&lt;br /&gt;कुछ ऐसा ही है मेरा भारत महान,&lt;br /&gt;गाँधी ने पुचा भाई - कैसी है नारी,&lt;br /&gt;मैंने कहा- साडी हो गयी भरी, ऐसी है नारी,&lt;br /&gt;भाई लोकतंत्र कैसा है- नेता तो अच्छे है न,&lt;br /&gt;मैंने कहा-लोकतंत्र हुआ परतंत्र , बना ये ताक़तवरों का तंत्र,&lt;br /&gt;नेतावो की तो पूछो मत खद्दर बनी मुकद्दर अब,&lt;br /&gt;सत्ता के लालच में खून की होली खेलते हैं,&lt;br /&gt;भारत की तकदीर बनाए को क्या,&lt;br /&gt;अब अपनी तकदीर बनते हैं,&lt;br /&gt;गाँधी क्या भूत ने कहा- भाई तुम्ही कुछ कर जाओ,&lt;br /&gt;मैंने कहा क्या करू मैं भी तो हूँ इसी की काया,&lt;br /&gt;भारत कहा रहा महान अब, इंडिया इस ग्रेट,&lt;br /&gt;हमने कहा जाओ भाई भूत नही रहे तुम अब ग्रेट,&lt;br /&gt;जाते-जाते इतना तो बता दो - कैसी है साबरमती की हवा,&lt;br /&gt;हमने कहा दंगे फसाद , जातिवाद, का वोह गढ़ बना,&lt;br /&gt;मुर्दों को छोड़ो जिंदे किए गए दफ़न,&lt;br /&gt;आज़ादी में जितना नही बिका , उतना बिका कफ़न,&lt;br /&gt;एस खद्दर ने कर दिया है सबको बेरहम,&lt;br /&gt;जिस आज़ादी के लिए जला करते थे हम,&lt;br /&gt;उस आज़ादी ने ही किया है बुरा करम,&lt;br /&gt;गाँधी क्या भूत ने कहा- कहाँ से लूँ अब मैं ज़न्म,&lt;br /&gt;जाते-जाते बस इतना ही कहना - माँ को मत बेचो,&lt;br /&gt;नही तो होगा सबका होगा बुरा करम !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------Abhaya&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7313946784786675217-4441025977739542706?l=abhayacreativity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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दामो में है एलमो अदब के मरकज&lt;br /&gt;जाहा दंशिविरों ने तेरा क़द बुलंद किया&lt;br /&gt;ऐ शहरे बनारस !!&lt;br /&gt;------------Abhaya&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7313946784786675217-8662158751922669094?l=abhayacreativity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abhayacreativity.blogspot.com/feeds/8662158751922669094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://abhayacreativity.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-post_8900.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7313946784786675217/posts/default/8662158751922669094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7313946784786675217/posts/default/8662158751922669094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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गया !&lt;br /&gt;क्यूँ न हो गम जब प्यार ही खो गया!&lt;br /&gt;याद आता है उनका बोहोत , जब मैं देखता हूँ चेहरा आयेने में !&lt;br /&gt;खो जाता है दिल कही आशियाने में !&lt;br /&gt;अब तो बस एक ही तमन्ना है , कही ये आशियाना ही खो न जाए !&lt;br /&gt;प्यार तो खोया ही है, कही ये ज़िन्दगी भी खो न जाए !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--  Abhaya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/7313946784786675217-3538221665181549136?l=abhayacreativity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abhayacreativity.blogspot.com/feeds/3538221665181549136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://abhayacreativity.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-post_23.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;मंजिल तक पहुँचने की , मंजिल -&lt;br /&gt;जिसे न मैंने देखा , न उसे जाना&lt;br /&gt;न कभी पहचाना , संकेत भी नही है मेरे पास&lt;br /&gt;पर फिर भी - बस वही मेरी आस&lt;br /&gt;यही है चाह , कटी रह, मंजिल मिले&lt;br /&gt;न कोई कदम फिसले, न कोई भटके, बस चलता रहू&lt;br /&gt;अपने सपनो में ही रमता रहू&lt;br /&gt;चाहे ठाकु चाहें गिरू&lt;br /&gt;पर गिर गिर कर  भी उठू , संकल्प न टूटे&lt;br /&gt;साहस न रूठे , पग पग पर जागूं&lt;br /&gt;समझू जीवन को , जो है सतत परिक्षण&lt;br /&gt;स्वयं का सतत निरिक्षण&lt;br /&gt;बस बढ़ता रहूँ , चलता रहूँ&lt;br /&gt;मंजिल तक पहुंचू  , न पहुंचू   , पर साहस न टूटे,&lt;br /&gt;हर अवरोध टूटे , मेरा विवेक-&lt;br /&gt;मुझसे न रूठे !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----Abhaya&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7313946784786675217-7136922747075640129?l=abhayacreativity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AzJPgU6Mh3U/TLRlgyXSyfI/AAAAAAAAAIM/M8hL_-6k8uM/S220/CIMG0193.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7313946784786675217.post-1556396253265219763</id><published>2009-03-02T08:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T08:25:17.585-08:00</updated><title type='text'>AKS Effect-- Who am I?</title><content type='html'>"Teri yaadon ke bina koi lamha guzaara nahin&lt;br /&gt;Ek pal nahin jab tumhe humne pukaara nahin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meri naakamiyon ka etna bhi gam na kijiye&lt;br /&gt;agar aap jeete hain to main haara nahin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ye naqsh-e-dard kaise utar jaaye chehre se&lt;br /&gt;maine abhi aapka gam dil se utaara nahin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tere bin youn kat rahi dariya-e-zindagi mein&lt;br /&gt;kashti bhi hai maajhi bhi hai,kinaara nahin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kar rakhaa hai jisne saare ghar mein ujaala&lt;br /&gt;aansu hai mera ye koi toota hua taara nahin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kisko gale lagaa ke rooyen na-muraad hum&lt;br /&gt;Es bhari duniya mein apna koi sahaara nahin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mareez-e-ishq hai tamannai khudkushi ka ab&lt;br /&gt;gehre hain dil ke zakhm,aur koi chaara nahin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wo aa ke poonchh den aansu hamari aankhon se&lt;br /&gt;itna bhi hamare haq mein naseeb hamara nahin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abhaya&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7313946784786675217-1556396253265219763?l=abhayacreativity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abhayacreativity.blogspot.com/feeds/1556396253265219763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://abhayacreativity.blogspot.com/2009/03/aks-effect-who-am-i.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7313946784786675217/posts/default/1556396253265219763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7313946784786675217/posts/default/1556396253265219763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abhayacreativity.blogspot.com/2009/03/aks-effect-who-am-i.html' title='AKS Effect-- Who am I?'/><author><name>Abhaya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03532739653656729173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AzJPgU6Mh3U/TLRlgyXSyfI/AAAAAAAAAIM/M8hL_-6k8uM/S220/CIMG0193.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7313946784786675217.post-3337504567834823332</id><published>2009-02-25T11:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T11:19:10.316-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What I am???</title><content type='html'>अगर रख सको तो एक निशानी हूँ मैं,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;खो दो तो सिर्फ एक कहानी हूँ मैं ,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;रोक पाए न जिसको ये सारी दुनिया,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;वोह एक बूँद आँख का पानी हूँ मैं.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;सबको प्यार देने की आदत है हमें,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;अपनी अलग पहचान बनाने की आदत है हमे,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;कितना भी गहरा जख्म दे कोई,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;उतना ही ज्यादा मुस्कराने की आदत है हमें...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;इस अजनबी दुनिया में अकेला ख्वाब हूँ मैं,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;सवालो से खफा छोटा सा जवाब हूँ मैं,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;जो समझ न सके मुझे, उनके लिए "कौन"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;जो समझ गए उनके लिए खुली किताब हूँ मैं,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;आँख से देखोगे तो खुश पाओगे,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;दिल से पूछोगे तो दर्द का सैलाब हूँ मैं,,,,,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"अगर रख सको तो निशानी, खो दो तो सिर्फ एक कहानी हूँ मैं"......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7313946784786675217-3337504567834823332?l=abhayacreativity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abhayacreativity.blogspot.com/feeds/3337504567834823332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://abhayacreativity.blogspot.com/2009/02/what-i-am.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7313946784786675217/posts/default/3337504567834823332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7313946784786675217/posts/default/3337504567834823332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abhayacreativity.blogspot.com/2009/02/what-i-am.html' title='What I am???'/><author><name>Abhaya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03532739653656729173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AzJPgU6Mh3U/TLRlgyXSyfI/AAAAAAAAAIM/M8hL_-6k8uM/S220/CIMG0193.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7313946784786675217.post-5787785383124575204</id><published>2009-01-25T11:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T11:28:35.246-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Zindagi !!</title><content type='html'>मैं दो कदम चलता और एक पल को रुकता मगर………..&lt;br /&gt;इस एक पल जिन्दगी मुझसे चार कदम आगे बढ जाती ।&lt;br /&gt;मैं फिर दो कदम चलता और एक पल को रुकता और….&lt;br /&gt;जिन्दगी फिर मुझसे चार कदम आगे बढ जाती ।&lt;br /&gt;युँ ही जिन्दगी को जीतता देख मैं मुस्कुराता और….&lt;br /&gt;जिन्दगी मेरी मुस्कुराहट पर हैंरान होती ।&lt;br /&gt;ये सिलसिला यहीं चलता रहता…..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;फिर एक दिन मुझे हंसता देख एक सितारे ने पुछा……….&lt;br /&gt;” तुम हार कर भी मुस्कुराते हो ! क्या तुम्हें दुख नहीं होता हार का ? “&lt;br /&gt;तब मैंनें कहा…………….&lt;br /&gt;मुझे पता हैं एक ऐसी सरहद आयेगी जहाँ से आगे&lt;br /&gt;जिन्दगी चार कदम तो क्या एक कदम भी आगे ना बढ पायेगी,&lt;br /&gt;तब जिन्दगी मेरा इन्तज़ार करेगी और मैं……&lt;br /&gt;तब भी युँ ही चलता रुकता अपनी रफ्तार से अपनी धुन मैं वहाँ पहुँगा…….&lt;br /&gt;एक पल रुक कर, जिन्दगी को देख कर मुस्कुराउगा……….&lt;br /&gt;बीते सफर को एक नज़र देख अपने कदम फिर बढाँउगा।&lt;br /&gt;ठीक उसी पल मैं जिन्दगी से जीत जाउगा………&lt;br /&gt;मैं अपनी हार पर भी मुस्कुराता था और अपनी जीत पर भी……&lt;br /&gt;मगर जिन्दगी अपनी जीत पर भी ना मुस्कुरा पाई थी और अपनी हार पर भी ना रो पायेगी&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7313946784786675217-5787785383124575204?l=abhayacreativity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abhayacreativity.blogspot.com/feeds/5787785383124575204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://abhayacreativity.blogspot.com/2009/01/zindagi.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7313946784786675217/posts/default/5787785383124575204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7313946784786675217/posts/default/5787785383124575204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abhayacreativity.blogspot.com/2009/01/zindagi.html' title='Zindagi !!'/><author><name>Abhaya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03532739653656729173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AzJPgU6Mh3U/TLRlgyXSyfI/AAAAAAAAAIM/M8hL_-6k8uM/S220/CIMG0193.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7313946784786675217.post-9106633630480578484</id><published>2009-01-20T09:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T09:19:04.748-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Indian Revolution's most effective and excited lines !</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AzJPgU6Mh3U/SdjZqPSmc1I/AAAAAAAAAEI/2hy9XLHNlTY/s1600-h/bhagat+singh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 562px; height: 290px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AzJPgU6Mh3U/SdjZqPSmc1I/AAAAAAAAAEI/2hy9XLHNlTY/s400/bhagat+singh.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321242279420523346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont know but whenever i read these lines i become crazy, i feel very proude on my country.I had done a play in BHU on Bhagat singh, in above pics 2nd from left is me and i was Bhagat singh in that play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hai liye hathiyaar dushman taak mein baitha udhar&lt;br /&gt;aur hum taiyyaar hain seena liye apna idhar&lt;br /&gt;khoon se khelenge holi gar vatan muskhil mein hai&lt;br /&gt;sarfaroshi ki tamanna ab hamaare dil mein hai&lt;br /&gt;haath jin mein ho junoon katt te nahi talvaar se&lt;br /&gt;sar jo uth jaate hain voh jhukte nahi lalkaar se&lt;br /&gt;aur bhadkega jo shola-sa humaare dil mein hai&lt;br /&gt;sarfaroshi ki tamanna ab hamaare dil mein hai&lt;br /&gt;hum to ghar se nikle hi the baandhkar sar pe qafan&lt;br /&gt;chaahatein liin bhar liye lo bhar chale hain ye qadam&lt;br /&gt;zindagi to apni mehmaan maut ki mehfil mein hai&lt;br /&gt;sarfaroshi ki tamanna ab hamaare dil mein hai&lt;br /&gt;dil mein tuufaanon ki toli aur nason mein inquilaab&lt;br /&gt;hosh dushman ke udaa denge humein roko na aa&lt;br /&gt;duur reh paaye jo humse dam kahaan manzil mein hai&lt;br /&gt;sarfaroshi ki tamanna ab hamaare dil mein hai "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I salute to my country !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7313946784786675217-9106633630480578484?l=abhayacreativity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abhayacreativity.blogspot.com/feeds/9106633630480578484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://abhayacreativity.blogspot.com/2009/01/indian-revolutions-most-effective-and.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7313946784786675217/posts/default/9106633630480578484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7313946784786675217/posts/default/9106633630480578484'/><link rel='alternate' 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aaye........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hanste huye yun hamesha tum  jindagi bita dena,&lt;br /&gt;Nnasheman ki talash me tishnagi tum yun  na bujha dena,&lt;br /&gt;Teri hansi ne hi hame jila k rakha hai,&lt;br /&gt;zindagi ki es daud me bana k rakha hai "&lt;br /&gt;                                                                     Abhaya Kant Srivastava "AKS"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7313946784786675217-8494158387346691795?l=abhayacreativity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abhayacreativity.blogspot.com/feeds/8494158387346691795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://abhayacreativity.blogspot.com/2009/01/aks-effect-your-smile.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7313946784786675217/posts/default/8494158387346691795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7313946784786675217/posts/default/8494158387346691795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abhayacreativity.blogspot.com/2009/01/aks-effect-your-smile.html' title='AKS Effect--Your Smile !'/><author><name>Abhaya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03532739653656729173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AzJPgU6Mh3U/TLRlgyXSyfI/AAAAAAAAAIM/M8hL_-6k8uM/S220/CIMG0193.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7313946784786675217.post-7574742484455863119</id><published>2009-01-14T08:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T11:28:43.461-08:00</updated><title type='text'>AKS Effect-- Destiny Of 2 minute- A Late Night Story Of Office !</title><content type='html'>Yesterday,dated 01/13/2009, Tuesday .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to the need of  our work, me and my 2 colleagues plan to come at 5 p.m. in the office to work in the US time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I reached at 4.15 in the office, kept my bag on the table and as per my habit, went to ask hello to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Lilu&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Saroj&lt;/span&gt;(other team members). I asked "where is my team mates,Lila", Lila replied " &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Nibedita&lt;/span&gt; is here and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Shika&lt;/span&gt; haven't come ,yet"."OK" i said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly i got the news that one of my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;colleague&lt;/span&gt; was leaving the company and all was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;celebrating&lt;/span&gt; the farewell.I missed my cake as i reached , not a single piece of cake was there ."&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;uff&lt;/span&gt;" i noised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that i came back to my seat and saw &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;shikha&lt;/span&gt; is there.I checked my mail and others were busy in some works as it's daily routine for us.we were waiting our time to start &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;running&lt;/span&gt; the code.To pass this free time, we went outside to have a cup of tea and discussed some relevant/irrelevant thoughts and they were compelled to listen me as usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"have you paid the money of tea, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Saroj&lt;/span&gt;? " as usual i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;asked&lt;/span&gt; to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Saroj&lt;/span&gt;.He replied" &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;han&lt;/span&gt; (yes)". "Let's move now , we have to start our work " &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Prachi&lt;/span&gt; said ( Our another team mate).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We came and started our work. After 8 p.m. people started moving from the company and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;suddenly&lt;/span&gt; we realized that we 3 are alone in that bay. we were feeling cold too, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Shikha&lt;/span&gt; wore 1 more sweater." &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;aaj&lt;/span&gt; to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;thand&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;kam&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;hai&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;yaar&lt;/span&gt;(today cold is not much,&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;yaar&lt;/span&gt;)" i said to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;Shikha&lt;/span&gt;."but i am feeling" &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;Shikha&lt;/span&gt; replied. "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;OK&lt;/span&gt;" i said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a bad day because whatever we were doing was taking more than expected time and it was 1.45 A.M. in the morning when we thought to roster ourselves for drop.we were expecting it to be finish at 3.15 a.m. so that we can go after that.we then rostered ourselves after a long discussion among ourselves me, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;Nibedita&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;Shika&lt;/span&gt;.we decided if it wont be then will re roster ourselves and for our safer side we also called to wheels &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;help desk&lt;/span&gt; to make sure that we can make our roster thrice.we were &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;running&lt;/span&gt; 1st part of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;the code&lt;/span&gt; which was then followed by updates and 2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;Nd&lt;/span&gt; code then updates.1st part ran at 2.00 a.m." now we can update in 20 min , then 1/2 an hour for 2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;Nd&lt;/span&gt; part then update cool" &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;Shikha&lt;/span&gt; said to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;Nibedita&lt;/span&gt;."no, i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; believe now in calculating the time" replied &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;Nibedita&lt;/span&gt;."&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;hahhahha&lt;/span&gt;" i laughed and told &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;nibedita&lt;/span&gt;"calculating time means waisting more hour here".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But as i told earlier it was bad day..updates took around 40 min and we finished it at 2.45 a.m. we had now decided that we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38"&gt;couldn't&lt;/span&gt; be able to go as 2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; part will take time.With fainted heart, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_40"&gt;Nibedita&lt;/span&gt; started to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_41"&gt;running&lt;/span&gt; the code and hearing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_42"&gt;English&lt;/span&gt; song and i started reading some article.&lt;br /&gt;1st part ran &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_43"&gt;suddenly&lt;/span&gt; in lesser time than what we expected."cool..ab ho &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_44"&gt;jayega&lt;/span&gt;(now it will complete) within 3.30 a.m." i said."we can move also" &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_45"&gt;Nibedita&lt;/span&gt; said."Darling, Meredith (our on shore team member) is not here.perhaps she has gone for lunch" &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_46"&gt;Shikha&lt;/span&gt; alleged to Nibedita. our faces was like that somebody caught us with red handed.we were like " there is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_47"&gt;wel&lt;/span&gt; but not jug". we took a long breathe and sat down &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_48"&gt;in front&lt;/span&gt; of our big screen to see its life again &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_49"&gt;uff&lt;/span&gt;. "bad luck &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_50"&gt;yaar&lt;/span&gt;" i said.&lt;br /&gt;that time was crazy for us, we were having 10 min. "Meredith &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_51"&gt;aa&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_52"&gt;gayee&lt;/span&gt;(&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_53"&gt;meredith&lt;/span&gt;, came)" &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_54"&gt;Shikha&lt;/span&gt; cried. we just became happy ..and got up from dream .It was like that a hungry person got food &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_55"&gt;suddenly&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_56"&gt;Shika&lt;/span&gt; started mail script , &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_57"&gt;Nibedita&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_58"&gt;started&lt;/span&gt; packing and was looking at green online symbol of Meredith who &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_59"&gt;suddenly&lt;/span&gt; made  the atmosphere so light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_60"&gt;Nibedita&lt;/span&gt; took her bag at 3.35 a.m. and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_61"&gt;ran away&lt;/span&gt; towards the door and said will keep u posted if cab moved.I also ran behind her, while &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_62"&gt;shikha&lt;/span&gt; was sending mail. I came and looked at my cab and took a long breathe ,thanking to god also. I called &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_63"&gt;Shikha&lt;/span&gt; to come down as it was the time of cab to be moved.I saw  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_64"&gt;shikha&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_65"&gt;running&lt;/span&gt; towards the gate and the time cab started to move. it was 3.36 in my watch when &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_66"&gt;shikha&lt;/span&gt; was on the gate as soon she crossed the gate after &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_67"&gt;swapping&lt;/span&gt; her card ..cab moved slowly but finally she got her cab at 3.37. Finally i called her up and she told me that she got the cab and we then went our home happily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was the most excited  time  period from 3.35 a.m. to 3.37 a.m. i.e; role of 2 minute otherwise we would have missed our cab and then i realized that destiny plays a important role in our life.We do hard work , think beyond the sky but its destiny which &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_68"&gt;finally&lt;/span&gt; plays a wining role in our life and differentiate two people of same quality.....&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                                                &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_69"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                         Abhaya&lt;/span&gt; Kant &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_70"&gt;Srivastava&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_71"&gt;urf&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_72"&gt;AKS&lt;/span&gt;".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copyright @ &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_73"&gt;Abhaya's&lt;/span&gt; creativity !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7313946784786675217-7574742484455863119?l=abhayacreativity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abhayacreativity.blogspot.com/feeds/7574742484455863119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://abhayacreativity.blogspot.com/2009/01/aks-effect-destiny-of-2-minute-late.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7313946784786675217/posts/default/7574742484455863119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7313946784786675217/posts/default/7574742484455863119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abhayacreativity.blogspot.com/2009/01/aks-effect-destiny-of-2-minute-late.html' title='AKS Effect-- Destiny Of 2 minute- A Late Night Story Of Office !'/><author><name>Abhaya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03532739653656729173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AzJPgU6Mh3U/TLRlgyXSyfI/AAAAAAAAAIM/M8hL_-6k8uM/S220/CIMG0193.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7313946784786675217.post-3990983557057424674</id><published>2009-01-14T07:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T08:10:02.527-08:00</updated><title type='text'>AKS Effect-- Pahchan (Identity) - Hindi Poem</title><content type='html'>I am trying to write some thing which i am feeling from last few years, As for me ,I am still in search of my Identity. For others it also might be a question.I am 100 % sure if you will think alone in the night you will be liking this poem, which is dedicated to all strugglers fighting for their identity !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Patjhad ki tarah tutati es Zindagi me thahraw kaha hai,&lt;br /&gt; Pal -Pal badalte es dhup me Zindagi ki chhaw kaha hai,&lt;br /&gt; Har lamho me bikharti es Zindagi me ek lamhe ki talash hai,&lt;br /&gt; Chand ghadiya hai Zindagi me jine ko esame tumhari talash hai,&lt;br /&gt; Sochate-sochate ham badal gaye apni soch ki talash me,&lt;br /&gt; Ufanti hui Zindagi ki es halchal me sirf teri hi talash hai,&lt;br /&gt; Zindagi kab hame daboch le apni majburiyon me ,&lt;br /&gt; Es Zindagi k har ek chal par mera ek sawal hai,&lt;br /&gt; Lamhe gujarte hi ja rahe hai, waqt chalta hi ja raha hai,&lt;br /&gt; Manzil ka pata hi nahi rashte ki talash hai,&lt;br /&gt; Chhadm si es duniya me karwan badh raha hai,&lt;br /&gt; Tishnagi bujhati hi nahi ,aisi ye ek pyas hai,&lt;br /&gt; Har taraph dikhte hai log ,hanste huye ,gungunate huye,&lt;br /&gt; Gar ye sach hai to kyun har kisi ko kuch talash hai,&lt;br /&gt; Har pal lambi hoti es daud me sanse tham hi nahi rahi,&lt;br /&gt; Mujhe to sirf aur sirf ek pahchan ki talash hai"-------Abhaya Kant Srivastava urf "AKS"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7313946784786675217-3990983557057424674?l=abhayacreativity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abhayacreativity.blogspot.com/feeds/3990983557057424674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://abhayacreativity.blogspot.com/2009/01/aks-effect-pahchan-identity-hindi-poem.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7313946784786675217/posts/default/3990983557057424674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7313946784786675217/posts/default/3990983557057424674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abhayacreativity.blogspot.com/2009/01/aks-effect-pahchan-identity-hindi-poem.html' title='AKS Effect-- Pahchan (Identity) - Hindi Poem'/><author><name>Abhaya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03532739653656729173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AzJPgU6Mh3U/TLRlgyXSyfI/AAAAAAAAAIM/M8hL_-6k8uM/S220/CIMG0193.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7313946784786675217.post-6478409461194945867</id><published>2009-01-14T07:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T07:44:41.620-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Events &amp; Movie Updates</title><content type='html'>Greetings from Buzzintown.com, your premier portal for all &lt;b&gt;events&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b&gt;and happenings&lt;/b&gt; in your city - concerts, Dj gigs, plays, book reads, sports, live bands, food festivals, exhibitions and much more. &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;As a valued member of our portal, we bring some interesting events that are happening in &lt;b&gt;Delhi&lt;/b&gt; over the next few days:&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.buzzintown.com/surat-diamond-vouchers" target="_blank"&gt;Buzzintown Exclusive Offer for the New Year! Big Savings on Gifts that Last a Lifetime!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.buzzintown.com/surat-diamond-vouchers" title="Buzzintown Exclusive Offer for the New Year! Big Savings on Gifts that Last a Lifetime!" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 0px solid ; width: 728px; height: 150px;" alt="" title="Buzzintown Exclusive Offer for the New Year! Big Savings on Gifts that Last a Lifetime!" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.buzzintown.com/?71919" title="blocked::http://www.buzzintown.com/?71919" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color: windowtext; text-decoration: none;"&gt;Aao Panchayat Panchayat Khele - Play&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.buzzintown.com/?71919" title="blocked::http://www.buzzintown.com/?71919" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span&gt;(CLICK HERE for Tickets)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Details: &lt;/b&gt;Indu Art &amp;amp; Film Society presents Aao Panchayat Panchayat Khele – a play written by Dr. Shankar Shesh and directed by Yasin Khan. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Venue: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.buzzintown.com/?792&amp;amp;venid=983" title="blocked::http://www.buzzintown.com/?792&amp;amp;venid=983" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color: windowtext; text-decoration: none;"&gt;Little Theatre Group (LTG) Auditorium&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; - Copernicus Marg, New Delhi-110001 &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Date &amp;amp; time: &lt;/b&gt;January 22&lt;sup&gt;nd&lt;/sup&gt;, 6:30 pm&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: windowtext; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: windowtext; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.buzzintown.com/?71918" title="blocked::http://www.buzzintown.com/?71918" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: windowtext; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bhoomi - Play&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.buzzintown.com/?71918" target="_blank"&gt;(CLICK HERE for Tickets)&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Details: &lt;/b&gt;Indu Art &amp;amp; Film Society presents, Bhoomi – a play written &amp;amp; directed by Yasin Khan. The story runs on two different plots - one portrays the rural society, where people are contended in farming. They live happily aspiring small needs, sowing in their fields not only their crops but their dreams, wishes and unfulfilled desires. They celebrate each harvest, which seems to bring happiness worth million dollars. The other plot describes the urban life of a common man, playing with constant humiliations &amp;amp; torture. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Venue: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.buzzintown.com/?792&amp;amp;venid=983" title="blocked::http://www.buzzintown.com/?792&amp;amp;venid=983" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color: windowtext; text-decoration: none;"&gt;Little Theatre Group (LTG) Auditorium&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; - Copernicus Marg, New Delhi-110001 &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Date &amp;amp; time: &lt;/b&gt;January 22&lt;sup&gt;nd&lt;/sup&gt;, 4:30 pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.buzzintown.com/?72568" title="blocked::http://www.buzzintown.com/?72568" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color: windowtext; text-decoration: none;"&gt;Chandni Chowk to China&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; – Film&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.buzzintown.com/?72568" title="blocked::http://www.buzzintown.com/?72568" target="_blank"&gt;(&lt;span&gt;CLICK HERE to&lt;/span&gt; Win Free Tickets)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Details: &lt;/b&gt;Chandni Chowk to China – Film.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Venue: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.buzzintown.com/?792&amp;amp;venid=1101" title="blocked::http://www.buzzintown.com/?792&amp;amp;venid=1101" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color: windowtext; text-decoration: none;"&gt;DT Cinemas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;span&gt;City Centre, Mehraulli Gurgaon Road, Opp. Beverly Park, Gurgaon &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Date &amp;amp; time: &lt;/b&gt;January 9&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; – 16&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.buzzintown.com/?70934" title="blocked::http://www.buzzintown.com/?70934" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color: windowtext; text-decoration: none;"&gt;Big B - Play&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.buzzintown.com/?70934" target="_blank"&gt;(CLICK HERE for Tickets)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Details: &lt;/b&gt;Pierrots Troupe presents ‘Big B’, a hilarious comedy written and directed by Dr. M. Sayeed Alam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Venue: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.buzzintown.com/?792&amp;amp;venid=7467" title="blocked::http://www.buzzintown.com/?792&amp;amp;venid=7467" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color: windowtext; text-decoration: none;"&gt;Alliance Francaise de Delhi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; - Lodhi Estate, New Delhi-110003 &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Date &amp;amp; time: &lt;/b&gt;January 23&lt;sup&gt;rd&lt;/sup&gt;, 24&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; (7:30 pm) &amp;amp; February 1&lt;sup&gt;st&lt;/sup&gt;, 7 pm&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: windowtext; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.buzzintown.com/general_search.html?srch=event&amp;amp;event_search_what=Ghalib+in+New+Delhi+-+Play&amp;amp;event_search_where=1&amp;amp;x=4&amp;amp;y=4" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color: windowtext; text-decoration: none;"&gt;Ghalib in New Delhi – Play &lt;/span&gt;(CLICK HERE for Tickets) &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Details: &lt;/b&gt;Pierrots Troupe Presents ‘Ghalib in New Delhi’, a play directed by Dr. M. Sayeed Alam &lt;span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: windowtext; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: windowtext; text-decoration: none;"&gt;Venue:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: windowtext; text-decoration: none;"&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.buzzintown.com/?792&amp;amp;venid=1298" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color: windowtext; text-decoration: none;"&gt;Shri Ram Centre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;# 4, Safdar Hashmi Marg&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span&gt;New Delhi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt; – 110001 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: windowtext; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Date &amp;amp; time:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span&gt; January 26&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt;, 7 pm &lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: windowtext; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: windowtext; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.buzzintown.com/?70952" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color: windowtext; text-decoration: none;"&gt;Maulna Azad - Play&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.buzzintown.com/?70952" target="_blank"&gt;(CLICK HERE for Tickets)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: windowtext; text-decoration: none;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Details: &lt;/b&gt;Pierrots Troupe presents, Maulna Azad - Play. Written and Directed by Dr. M. Sayeed Alam&lt;span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: windowtext; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: windowtext; text-decoration: none;"&gt;Venue: &lt;a href="http://www.buzzintown.com/?792&amp;amp;venid=7467" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color: windowtext; text-decoration: none;"&gt;Alliance Francaise de Delhi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;72, Lodhi Estate&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span&gt;New Delhi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt; – 110003 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: windowtext; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Date &amp;amp; time:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span&gt; February 7&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt;, 6 pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: windowtext; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.buzzintown.com/movies.html" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color: windowtext; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img title="Catch All the Movie Action on Buzzintown" style="border: 0px solid ; width: 773px; height: 150px;" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.buzzintown.com/movies.html" title="http://www.buzzintown.com/movies.html?" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span title="http://www.buzzintown.com/movies.html?"&gt;CLICK HERE&lt;span style="text-decoration: none;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: windowtext; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span title="http://www.buzzintown.com/movies.html?"&gt;to view Show times, Trailers, Photographs, Synopsis and Reviews of your favourite Current and Upcoming Movies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span title="http://www.buzzintown.com/movies.html?"&gt; &lt;span style="color: windowtext; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.buzzintown.com/?71028" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color: windowtext; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: windowtext; text-decoration: none;"&gt;Music 4 kids By Kids&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;(CLICK HERE to Win Free Passes)&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Details: &lt;/b&gt;Indian Council for Cultural Relations presents "Music 4 kids By Kids" a gala evening of Opera Arias Broadway Hits and Dance dedicated to the child victims of 26/11&lt;span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: windowtext; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: windowtext; text-decoration: none;"&gt;Venue: &lt;a href="http://www.buzzintown.com/?792&amp;amp;venid=19702" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color: windowtext; text-decoration: none;"&gt;Sri Sathya Sai International Centre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Lodhi Road&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;, New Delhi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt; – 110003 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: windowtext; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Date &amp;amp; time:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span&gt; January 16&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt;, 6:30 pm &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.buzzintown.com/?69302" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color: windowtext; text-decoration: none;"&gt;Sitar recital by Arup Ratan Mukherjee &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Details: &lt;/b&gt;Concert for peace and harmony, featuring Sitar recital by Arup Ratan Mukherjee&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Venue:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.buzzintown.com/?792&amp;amp;venid=11653" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color: windowtext; text-decoration: none;"&gt;Habitat World, India Habitat Centre (IHC)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;span&gt;Lodhi Road&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span&gt;New Delhi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt; – 110003 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Date &amp;amp; time:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span&gt; January 17&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt;, 7 pm&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.buzzintown.com/?68272" title="blocked::http://www.buzzintown.com/?68272" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color: windowtext; text-decoration: none;"&gt;Pastas &amp;amp; Pizzas at Drift &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Details: &lt;/b&gt;Pastas &amp;amp; Pizzas at Drift, the menu features Agliatelle, Lasagna, Bocconcini Tortellini, Pizza Italianne, Pizza Mexicana and much more.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Venue:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.buzzintown.com/?792&amp;amp;venid=9371" title="blocked::http://www.buzzintown.com/?792&amp;amp;venid=9371" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color: windowtext; text-decoration: none;"&gt;Epicentre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;span&gt;Apparel House, Sector 44, Gurgaon - 122001&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Date &amp;amp; time:&lt;/b&gt; January 1&lt;sup&gt;st&lt;/sup&gt; – 31&lt;sup&gt;st&lt;/sup&gt;, All Day &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.buzzintown.com/?65875" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color: windowtext; text-decoration: none;"&gt;India International Fine Food &amp;amp; Wine Show (IFOWS) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Details: &lt;/b&gt;India International Fine Food &amp;amp; Wine Show (IFOWS) is a premium exhibition of the world's finest food products, wines &amp;amp; other alcoholic &amp;amp; non-alcoholic beverages. A perfect platform for manufacturers &amp;amp; producers from across the globe to showcase their products at the Indian Market. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Venue: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.buzzintown.com/?792&amp;amp;venid=1351" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color: windowtext; text-decoration: none;"&gt;Intercontinental The Grand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; -&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span&gt;Hotel Intercontinental The Grand, Barakhamba Avenue, Connaught Place&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span&gt;New Delhi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt; – 110001 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Date &amp;amp; time:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span&gt; January 15&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; – 17&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt;, All Day &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.buzzintown.com/?69305" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color: windowtext; text-decoration: none;"&gt;Rajasthani folk music by Ustad Rahmat Khan Langa and troupe &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Details: &lt;/b&gt;Rajasthani folk music by Ustad Rahmat Khan Langa and troupe at the IHC&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Venue:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.buzzintown.com/?792&amp;amp;venid=11653" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color: windowtext; text-decoration: none;"&gt;Habitat World, India Habitat Centre (IHC)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;span&gt;Lodhi Road&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span&gt;New Delhi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt; – 110003 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Date &amp;amp; time:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span&gt; January 18&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt;, 7 pm &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7313946784786675217-6478409461194945867?l=abhayacreativity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abhayacreativity.blogspot.com/feeds/6478409461194945867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://abhayacreativity.blogspot.com/2009/01/events-movie-updates.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7313946784786675217/posts/default/6478409461194945867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7313946784786675217/posts/default/6478409461194945867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abhayacreativity.blogspot.com/2009/01/events-movie-updates.html' title='Events &amp; Movie Updates'/><author><name>Abhaya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03532739653656729173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AzJPgU6Mh3U/TLRlgyXSyfI/AAAAAAAAAIM/M8hL_-6k8uM/S220/CIMG0193.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7313946784786675217.post-1075230395687937441</id><published>2009-01-11T09:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T10:41:15.439-08:00</updated><title type='text'>AKS Effect-- Chatting !</title><content type='html'>I used to chat whenever i get time .Earlier was not fond of this "method" to time pass.I use to  get up around 11 pm in the morning..and i come start my PC (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;aajkal&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;jindagi&lt;/span&gt; ho &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;gaya&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;hai&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;mera&lt;/span&gt;), then i go and fresh.I always increase the volume of my PC so that if anybody ping me, i  come fast and see who is this...perhaps any one whom i want to like chat.when i leave the room for office, i just see my chat room...and take a long breathe and say bye..will come see in the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I come around 10 at my home in night, as soon i enter into my room, i press &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;cpu&lt;/span&gt; button..and i smile that time and u know there is always a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;enthu&lt;/span&gt; that who will be the online..will be there that girl who was online yesterday..will be there that one who gave me number..or will be there that who was planning to have a lunch with me on this weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through the chat we also share our thoughts by posting MSG and that shows that in which situation are you at this point of time. It changes like a song of a CD track.You catch different person and start chatting to know about her/him and share your point of view.sometimes i start reading any book and ping create a prob in my concentration and "man" start jumping that see who is that may be" she" will be online..and pinging me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chat ping always has a prob at the time of diner,watching TV, and in study..it's breaking of concentration.If anybody is not online, i start thinking why is that person is not online, and the next day i wait with all my passion that hey GOD please show her online.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In hostel time i remember that for asking to have a cup of tea we used to ask on chat, for asking a problem , for class we used to ask on chat only.you can say in a global way that chat was the life there also !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chat is a matrimonial and marriage &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;burro&lt;/span&gt; also. I had a friend in graduation who started love on chat, and then got marriage .I was surprised that time but suddenly a started feeling now a days that it happens..emotions are like a river....flood comes and people get out of mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Ohhh&lt;/span&gt; what am i saying, yes, i am telling about myself, so by this way i found chat as a my best way of communicating and express feelings in front of others..It creates a lot of creativity and enthusiasm into me to turmoil others opinion and force to accept my opinion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It also create a network via common friends to circulate the point of view and any important thing s to the whom, who are not on chat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes it happiness i forget my diner if i get any "interesting" person here and after that feel &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;uff&lt;/span&gt; is it a way to pass the time or life but again on the same day i repeat the same fault to hear the voice of "Buzz"!!.......Life moves in such a way , We need a very strong way to convert it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you like this article :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7313946784786675217-1075230395687937441?l=abhayacreativity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abhayacreativity.blogspot.com/feeds/1075230395687937441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://abhayacreativity.blogspot.com/2009/01/aks-effect-chatting.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7313946784786675217/posts/default/1075230395687937441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7313946784786675217/posts/default/1075230395687937441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abhayacreativity.blogspot.com/2009/01/aks-effect-chatting.html' title='AKS Effect-- Chatting !'/><author><name>Abhaya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03532739653656729173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AzJPgU6Mh3U/TLRlgyXSyfI/AAAAAAAAAIM/M8hL_-6k8uM/S220/CIMG0193.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7313946784786675217.post-6059369118660670412</id><published>2009-01-10T09:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T09:23:14.019-08:00</updated><title type='text'>AKS Effect- Tujhe Pane Ke Bad</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="para"&gt;A boy proposed a girl after a hard work , he has a passion about her . Girl accept his love then boy see the sky and is saying to his love-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" kya mangu main khuda se tujhe pane ke bad&lt;br /&gt;kya mangu main nisha se mahtab ke aane ke bad&lt;br /&gt;kya mangu main jindagi se 'jindagi'mil jane ke bad&lt;br /&gt;ab to har pal teri hi deewangi hai tujhe pane ke bad"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope , God is trying to help in getting  everyone's"life"!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/7313946784786675217-6059369118660670412?l=abhayacreativity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abhayacreativity.blogspot.com/feeds/6059369118660670412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://abhayacreativity.blogspot.com/2009/01/aks-effect-tujhe-pane-ke-bad.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7313946784786675217/posts/default/6059369118660670412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7313946784786675217/posts/default/6059369118660670412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abhayacreativity.blogspot.com/2009/01/aks-effect-tujhe-pane-ke-bad.html' title='AKS Effect- Tujhe Pane Ke Bad'/><author><name>Abhaya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03532739653656729173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AzJPgU6Mh3U/TLRlgyXSyfI/AAAAAAAAAIM/M8hL_-6k8uM/S220/CIMG0193.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7313946784786675217.post-799582871683940702</id><published>2009-01-10T09:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T09:24:38.906-08:00</updated><title type='text'>AKS Effect--Dard</title><content type='html'>shayar mei isliye nahi&lt;br /&gt;ki mere haatho mei koi vishesh rekha hai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maine dil ki ankhon se&lt;br /&gt;dard ko shabdo mei dhalte hue dekha hai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;khush to bahut dikhte hain yahan&lt;br /&gt;par khush yahan koi nahi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;muskurate chehro ki aad mei&lt;br /&gt;lava pighalte dekha hai!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7313946784786675217-799582871683940702?l=abhayacreativity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abhayacreativity.blogspot.com/feeds/799582871683940702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://abhayacreativity.blogspot.com/2009/01/aks-effect.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7313946784786675217/posts/default/799582871683940702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7313946784786675217/posts/default/799582871683940702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abhayacreativity.blogspot.com/2009/01/aks-effect.html' title='AKS Effect--Dard'/><author><name>Abhaya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03532739653656729173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AzJPgU6Mh3U/TLRlgyXSyfI/AAAAAAAAAIM/M8hL_-6k8uM/S220/CIMG0193.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7313946784786675217.post-4148563495776398831</id><published>2009-01-10T09:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T09:14:34.232-08:00</updated><title type='text'>AKS Eefect</title><content type='html'>I see one girl regularly but she never see me with love but today she saw me with love for a moment . I can't say what am i feeling ,but i m trying to write something .....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" edhar tadpan thi ,udhar pardagi&lt;br /&gt;jo unki aankho ki palko se sambhale&lt;br /&gt;woh bejuban hote chale gaye".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Pray to god that please try to fill love in the heart of that girl,&lt;br /&gt;but .........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" KHUDA KI ETANI BADI KAINAT SE SIRF USE MANGA,&lt;br /&gt;AUR WOH BHI NA MILI"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I request in my heart .....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" aaj to nigahe mila le sabehijra,&lt;br /&gt;jindagani padi hai sone ke liye"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but still I get only tears.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7313946784786675217-4148563495776398831?l=abhayacreativity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AzJPgU6Mh3U/TLRlgyXSyfI/AAAAAAAAAIM/M8hL_-6k8uM/S220/CIMG0193.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7313946784786675217.post-2749317612415542757</id><published>2009-01-10T05:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T05:48:35.081-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Link for journalist-network</title><content type='html'>http://www.journalist-network.com/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here you can search all media person and contact them..:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7313946784786675217-2749317612415542757?l=abhayacreativity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abhayacreativity.blogspot.com/feeds/2749317612415542757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://abhayacreativity.blogspot.com/2009/01/link-for-journalist-network.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7313946784786675217/posts/default/2749317612415542757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7313946784786675217/posts/default/2749317612415542757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abhayacreativity.blogspot.com/2009/01/link-for-journalist-network.html' title='Link for journalist-network'/><author><name>Abhaya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03532739653656729173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AzJPgU6Mh3U/TLRlgyXSyfI/AAAAAAAAAIM/M8hL_-6k8uM/S220/CIMG0193.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7313946784786675217.post-1384058606622852416</id><published>2009-01-08T13:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T13:30:25.922-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Masoom Mohabbat</title><content type='html'>Masoom Mohabbat ka bas etana fasana hai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kagaz ki haweli hai baarish ka zamana hai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kya shart-e-mohabbat hai kya shart-e-zamana hai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aawaz bhi zakhmi hai aur git bhi gana hai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Us par utarane ki ummid bohot kam hai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kashti bhi purani hai aur tufan ko bhi aana hai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Samjhe ya na samjhe wo andaz-e-mohabbat k&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ek shaksh ko aankho se hal-e-dil sunana hai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bholi si ada aur koi fir eshq ki jid par hai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fir aag ka dariya hai aur doob k jana hai !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7313946784786675217-1384058606622852416?l=abhayacreativity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abhayacreativity.blogspot.com/feeds/1384058606622852416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://abhayacreativity.blogspot.com/2009/01/masoom-mohabbat.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7313946784786675217/posts/default/1384058606622852416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7313946784786675217/posts/default/1384058606622852416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abhayacreativity.blogspot.com/2009/01/masoom-mohabbat.html' title='Masoom Mohabbat'/><author><name>Abhaya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03532739653656729173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AzJPgU6Mh3U/TLRlgyXSyfI/AAAAAAAAAIM/M8hL_-6k8uM/S220/CIMG0193.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7313946784786675217.post-6537798564976976604</id><published>2009-01-08T13:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T13:23:13.919-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gulzar Nama</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://www.gulzaronline.com/gulnama.jpg" width="100" height="23" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;img src="http://www.gulzaronline.com/divider1.gif" width="262" height="20" /&gt;             &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.gulzaronline.com/spgul.jpg" align="right" width="240" height="237" /&gt;&lt;span class="runningtextjustified"&gt;Born        in Deena(Now in Pakistan) on 18th August, 1934. After partition he came        to Delhi. Gulzar began his film career as an assistant        to Bimal Roy. He also worked with Hrishikesh Mukherjee in the beginning        of his career. He started writing songs for films with Bimal da's &lt;b&gt;Bandini&lt;/b&gt;.        Mora Gora Ang Layee Le is supposed to be his first song. Although His first        film to be released was &lt;b&gt;Kabuli Wala&lt;/b&gt;, which also had some all time        greats like Ganga aaye kahan se. &lt;b&gt;Bandini&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b&gt;Kabuliwala&lt;/b&gt; were        followed by &lt;b&gt;Sannata&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;Biwi aur Makan&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;Do Dooni Chaar&lt;/b&gt;        and most notable of all &lt;b&gt;Khamoshi&lt;/b&gt; and various others during 60's.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="runningtext"&gt;        &lt;/span&gt;      &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="runningtextjustified"&gt;After getting recognition as a sensitive lyricist,        he started writing scripts and stories for films. Then with &lt;b&gt;Mere Apne&lt;/b&gt;        in 1971, He turned Director. Since then he has given us lots of beautiful,        serious and funny moments through his movies. He has written stories for        around 60 films and directed 17 movies, each one a masterpiece.      &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="runningtextjustified"&gt;During 1987-1996 he went away from the        seen as he did only 7 films as lyricist and 2 as director in the span of        10 years. During this period he did one of the most outstanding jobs for        the small screen, the serial called &lt;b&gt;Mirza Ghalib&lt;/b&gt;, a tribute to the        legendary poet. Mirza Ghalib will remain one of the most memorable TV productions        for its music, direction, dialouges and portrayel of MG by Naseeruddin Shah.        1996 saw Gulzar back in action, behind the camera for the making of &lt;b&gt;Maachis&lt;/b&gt;,        a candor document on terrorism in Punjab. The success of &lt;b&gt;Maachis&lt;/b&gt;,        got Gulzar back to the film industry. After Maachis, he teamed up with new        breed of music directors like AR Rahman, Anu Malik, Jatin Lalit, Shankar-Ehsaan-Loy.        The magic of &lt;b&gt;Dil Se&lt;/b&gt;'s music won him yet another Filmfare award. His recent venture HU TU TU received critical acclaim. Gulzar is back with his pen, in 2006 he has received best lyricist award at almost every major award function. and now writing lyrics for &lt;b&gt;Dumkata, YuvRaj, ShoeBite, Manirathnam's Next with AR Rahman and a film with maestro Illaiyaraja &lt;/b&gt; with a couple of untitled films. He has recently did a tele serial on Munshi Premchand's works titled &lt;strong&gt;Tehrir... Munshi Premchand ki&lt;/strong&gt;, which was on air recently..&lt;/span&gt;      &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="runningtextjustified"&gt;Although films gave him a mass recognition,        Poetry always remained his first love. His first poetry collection &lt;b&gt;Ek        Boond Chaand&lt;/b&gt; was published in 1962. Roopa - Harper Collins has recently        published his new poetry book &lt;b&gt;Triveni&lt;/b&gt;. A collection of Gulzar poems        titled "&lt;strong&gt;Raat, Chaand aur Mein&lt;/strong&gt;" was also released        recently, covering poems related to only Raat and Chaand.Another peotry        collection &lt;b&gt;Raat Pashmine ki&lt;/b&gt; has recently been published in Pakistan.        The Indian version of &lt;b&gt;Raat Pashmine Ki&lt;/b&gt; is released later on Roopa-Harper.      &lt;b&gt;Mera Kuchh Samaan&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b&gt;Chhaiyya Chhaiyya&lt;/b&gt; are the two song collections of gulzar.&lt;/span&gt;     &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="runningtextjustified"&gt;Rajkamal Prakashan is presently compiling the script of gulzar saab's films in the form of a book. The series is titled "Manjarnaama" Till daate five manjarnaamas are out including &lt;strong&gt;Libaas, Hututu, Aandhi, Khushbu and Meera&lt;/strong&gt;. A few more manjarnaamas would be available in coming time.&lt;/span&gt;      &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="runningtextjustified"&gt;Last few years are the years of experimentation,        where many young artists from different faculties worked with Gulzar and        provided new expressions to his work. Some of the notable experiments include          &lt;strong&gt;Kharaashein&lt;/strong&gt; - a play by Salim Arif on Gulzar's short stories,          &lt;strong&gt;Udaas Paani&lt;/strong&gt; - an experimental music album by Abhishek Ray        and, Gulzar's &lt;strong&gt;Poetry on Canvas&lt;/strong&gt; by a young Painter Ajay        Kumar Samir. &lt;strong&gt;Kharaashein&lt;/strong&gt; has now been published in the form of a book on Radhakrishna Prakashan. Meghna Gulzar has recently come up with a biographical sketch of Gulzar saab in the form of a book titled "Because He Is...". Recently he penned the theme song "Lau se lau jalti rahe" for Olympic Torch Relay event at New Delhi and "Chal dilli chalein chalna hai" for Commonwealth Games to be held in New Delhi in 2010. &lt;/span&gt;           &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="runningtextjustified"&gt;Gulzar has won 5 National Awards and        19 Filmfare Trophies. For details check &lt;a href="http://www.gulzaronline.com/gulqatra.htm"&gt;Katra-Katra&lt;/a&gt;        Section on this site. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="runningtext"&gt;He has been awarded        the &lt;strong&gt;SAHITYA AKADEMY AWARD&lt;/strong&gt; in 2003 for his collection        of short stories "Dhuaan".&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="runningtext"&gt;FILMFARE        has honoured him with a &lt;b&gt;LifeTime Achievement Award for his contribution      to Hindi Cinema&lt;/b&gt; in 2002.&lt;/span&gt;          &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="runningtext"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Government of India has conferred Gulzar saab with the National Honour of PADMABHUSHAN. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;           &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="runningtext"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Long live Gulzar. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;     &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7313946784786675217-6537798564976976604?l=abhayacreativity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abhayacreativity.blogspot.com/feeds/6537798564976976604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://abhayacreativity.blogspot.com/2009/01/gulzar-nama.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7313946784786675217/posts/default/6537798564976976604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7313946784786675217/posts/default/6537798564976976604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abhayacreativity.blogspot.com/2009/01/gulzar-nama.html' title='Gulzar Nama'/><author><name>Abhaya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03532739653656729173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AzJPgU6Mh3U/TLRlgyXSyfI/AAAAAAAAAIM/M8hL_-6k8uM/S220/CIMG0193.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7313946784786675217.post-3006735998973776573</id><published>2009-01-08T12:44:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T12:44:55.913-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Greg Allen’s 25 Rules for Creating Good Theater</title><content type='html'>&lt;table class="contentpaneopen"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" valign="top"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rule #1: Don’t create good theater.&lt;/strong&gt; You must intend to create GREAT theater. We don’t need any more perfectly good productions of perfectly good scripts. You are setting out to do something great or it’s not worth doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rule #2: Set that thought aside. &lt;/strong&gt; Don’t worry about the end product or whether anyone says how great or horrible your show is. Create the show you believe in. Become consumed with process, not product.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rule #3: Create your own show. &lt;/strong&gt; Whether you are writing, directing, and performing a wholly original piece, or working with an extant script, make it your own. Don’t bother with trying to hold true to an author’s intentions – you’ll never know them anyway. Make the show true to yourself and what you have to say now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rule #4: Know why you are creating this show. &lt;/strong&gt; The piece you create must be the expression of something about which you feel very deeply. Setting out to make “good theater” is not enough. Take a strong stand – personal, political, social, artistic, - and challenge yourself to express it. Include your performers in this aim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rule #5: Make form fit function. &lt;/strong&gt; Once you have identified why you are creating this show, find the perfect theatrical form to express your beliefs. Whether it be a puppet show, a dance piece, an environmental installation, street theater, sequential art, a guided tour, audience interactive, non-verbal, bare stage, site specific, proscenium, etc., don’t be restricted in your form. Mix and match for specific moments throughout the show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rule #6: Know your performance space and use it.&lt;/strong&gt;  Whether you are performing in a five hundred seat proscenium, a black box, a barn, or an alley, make the show intrinsically linked to the space in which it will be performed. All theater should acknowledge, utilize, and endow the space where it is performed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rule #7: Know your audience.&lt;/strong&gt; Have some idea who you are creating the show for. Firstly it should be for yourself. But secondly it should have some target for who will be in the audience – children, teenagers, punks, the rich, the old, Liberals, grad students, women, gays, a specific ethnicity, etc.. Theater “for everyone” is bland theater.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rule #8: Contradict those assumptions of the audience. &lt;/strong&gt;Don’t cater to your audience and what you think they would like to see. Draw them to the theater with something that will attract them, but then, once they are in their seats, challenge them and make them think and feel. Never back-pat or condescend to your audience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rule #9: Cast good people above good actors.&lt;/strong&gt;  Someone you can work with will always be more effective than the greatest actor in the world who happens to be a prima donna asshole. Work with people you know and respect as people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rule #10: Use the performers for who they are. &lt;/strong&gt; Let the performers express themselves and their lives and experiences in the show. Include them in the creation process. Give them the chance to speak from their heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rule #11: Create true theater. &lt;/strong&gt; A show should never fail to answer the question “Why is this theater?”  Theater is live performers in front of a live audience. Never forget this. If your show can be put on television or turned into a movie without losing something, you have failed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rule #12: Do not suspend your audience’s disbelief.&lt;/strong&gt;  Involve the audience. Make sure you remind them that they are watching live theater. Q: Why do people go to the theater? A: To have a visceral connection with live performers. Take that ball and run with it. If you want to suspend the audience’s disbelief, make a movie. Movies accomplish this much more successfully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rule #13: Make sure no two performances are the same.&lt;/strong&gt;  Always include a section of the script where the performers respond to the immediate truth of the moment. Encourage them to keep this perspective throughout the show and accept that whatever happens, happens. Make sure the show is a live, unreproducable event – this is what people have come to see and what makes an evening in the theater life-changing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rule #14: Insure tonal variety.&lt;/strong&gt;  Never create a show that can easily be categorized. A piece that is primarily comedy should have deadly serious moments, and a tragedy should have elements of high comedy. And the audience should not be unified in this response. Collide the personal with the abstract, the intellectual with the philistine, the hysterical with the gut-wrenching. Keep the audience off balance and contradict their expectations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rule #523: Include a surprise.&lt;/strong&gt;  No one should be able to know what’s coming next, including the performers. Surprise keeps theater a live event. Multiple surprises make great theater.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rule #16: Create a gift for the audience. &lt;/strong&gt; The show should include a personal gift for each member of the audience – either material, emotional, or experiential. Make sure everyone in the audience has an individual experience of the show to take out of the theater and share and discuss afterwards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rule #17: Change the material world. &lt;/strong&gt; A small part of the world should be somehow altered by each performance. Something should be destroyed, consumed, built, adorned, or the space itself should be newly endowed by the end of each night of the show. Leave the stage a mess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rule #18: Use the elements on stage. &lt;/strong&gt; Every production should include the four natural elements, especially fire and water. There’s nothing cooler and more immediate than throwing water around or watching something burn on stage. It immediately invokes theater’s ritual origins. If the powers that be don’t let you do this, do it anyway.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rule #19: Put the backstage on stage.&lt;/strong&gt; Don’t hide the mechanics of the theater. Let the audience share in the actors’ challenge. For instance, always include a Hikinuki - an on-stage costume change - for at least one of the performers. It’s always great to share a transformation with the audience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rule #20: Play with size.&lt;/strong&gt;  It’s always great to incorporate a shift in audience perception of the world of the stage. Incorporate miniatures or enlargements of established stage reality. Nothing says great theater like the entrance of a fifty foot Hitler or a three inch doppelganger of the protagonist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rule #21: Include music. &lt;/strong&gt;There’s nothing better for introducing new music to people than having it accompany stage action. Take the opportunity to re-contextualize known music through performance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rule #22: Get non-verbal.&lt;/strong&gt;  Words can be a crutch. Always include a non-verbal segment of the production. Conceive of it as a dance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rule #23: Establish ritual through repetition. &lt;/strong&gt; Give the audience a ritual or repetitive pattern with which to identify. Create a shared history for the audience. Once a ritual is established, you can speak volumes through tiny variations on a theme. The art is in the details. There’s nothing better than feeling part of an inside joke.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rule #24: Make theater economically affordable to all.&lt;/strong&gt; There should be no financial limitations on who can be in the audience. People should be able to see your production for the cost of a movie and popcorn. Cheap theater with a diverse audience is much better than expensive theater for a narrow swath of the elite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rule #25: Unify the audience.&lt;/strong&gt;  Give the audience shared experiences which create faith and trust in each other. Create an event that brings disparate people to identify with each other through their mutual, but individual, experience of the show.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rule #26: Break the rules. &lt;/strong&gt; Don’t do what anybody tells you. Make your own theater. Find your own way. Create your own art.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;address&gt;Greg Allen&lt;/address&gt;&lt;address&gt;September, 2005&lt;/address&gt;   &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7313946784786675217-3006735998973776573?l=abhayacreativity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abhayacreativity.blogspot.com/feeds/3006735998973776573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://abhayacreativity.blogspot.com/2009/01/greg-allens-25-rules-for-creating-good.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7313946784786675217/posts/default/3006735998973776573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7313946784786675217/posts/default/3006735998973776573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abhayacreativity.blogspot.com/2009/01/greg-allens-25-rules-for-creating-good.html' title='Greg Allen’s 25 Rules for Creating Good Theater'/><author><name>Abhaya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03532739653656729173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AzJPgU6Mh3U/TLRlgyXSyfI/AAAAAAAAAIM/M8hL_-6k8uM/S220/CIMG0193.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7313946784786675217.post-1689108144882490875</id><published>2009-01-08T12:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T12:42:29.816-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I want to do a Hindi play with Barry John: Manoj Bajpai</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt; New Delhi, Aug 11 (IANS) The lure of the stage is always difficult to resist. For the serious actor, it always ends up scoring over the arc lights, glamour and big money of Bollywood. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; Bollywood actor &lt;a href="http://in.movies.yahoo.com/artists/Manoj-Bajpai/summary-8142.html"&gt;Manoj Bajpai&lt;/a&gt;, who has several releases like 'Jugad', 'Blade', 'Acid Factory' and 'Rajniti' lined up this year, is planning to return to theatre - his first love. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;'I always find a reason to come back to theatre every time I get an opportunity,' Bajpai told IANS during a freewheeling chat here during a visit to the capital to promote theatre and catch up with old friends from the National School of Drama (NSD). &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; 'I am talking to (veteran theatre personality) Barry John, my mentor and guru, who taught me theatre for seven years. I would like to return to the stage with him since I am comfortable acting under his guidance. I told Barry a few days ago to think of a play in Hindi in which we can team up together on stage,' Bajpai said. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Bajpai, who prefers to call himself an 'actor-star' (actor first, star later), is one of the finest character actors in the country today with path-breaking movies like 'Satya', 'Shool', 'Kaun' and 'Pinjar' to his credit. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; Dressed in white T-shirt, denims and white boots, Bajpai cut a relaxed and amiable figure sipping coffee and talking theatre. 'I have done my bit for the Delhi stage. I spent 11 years in the capital doing theatre for almost 18 hours a day. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; 'We were so engrossed with the stage and so happy that we almost forgot our dream of making it big in Mumbai. Till of course &lt;a href="http://in.movies.yahoo.com/artists/Shekhar-Kapur/summary-13998.html"&gt;Shekhar Kapur&lt;/a&gt; came to our rescue and reminded us that we had to pay our bills,' he recalled. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The actor said the zeal then was different. 'We, Ashish (Vidyarthi) Piyush (Mishra) and myself wanted to excel everyday and every hour. Piyush spent almost 10 years on the stage and Ashish nearly seven years. I do not have any regrets,' he said. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; Bajpai lamented that most of the drama students he met here in Delhi were all looking for the next train to Mumbai. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; 'I told them: 'Give some time to yourself - there is no one to help them in Mumbai. No godfather and no uncle',' he said. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The actor said Indian theatre required more people, more actors - serious theatre activists who would choose theatre, the real performing art, first. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Comparing the theatre movement in metros across the country, Bajpai felt that the theatre scene in the capital - home to the country's lone school of drama - was not as large as Broadway or London. 'But qualitatively, it is as good. In contrast, western Indian metropolises have a very commercial and vibrant Gujarati stage because it caters to the masses. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;'Marathi theatre used to be good and experimental once upon a time with towering personalities like Vijay Tendulkar. Kolkata had equally good theatre but television has taken its toll. People are now reluctant to leave the cushy comfort of their drawing room and their LCD and plasma television screens to watch theatres,' Bajpai pointed out. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; However, in the hinterland across regional India, theatre still elicits interest, Bajpai said. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;'I have come across so much talent on my journeys to (native state) Bihar who cannot afford to come to Delhi or Mumbai,' he said. Bihar capital Patna, according to him, has a very small but dedicated theatre movement. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; According to the actor, theatre was losing out because there was dearth of good scripts, institutional support and constraints in resources. 'The media has a big role to play in popularising theatre,' he said. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; Manoj, who is also an avid reader of plays - his favourite playwrights are German modernist Bertolt Brecht and Vijay Tendulkar - said he remembered two plays from his early days because of the 'difficult characters' he had to play. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;''Uljhaan' and 'Holi' went on to become super hits. I have also acted in Brecht's 'Drums in the Night' directed by Robin Das,' he said. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; As for movies - it was 'Pinjar' and '1971'. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; 'Translating Amrita Pritam's character into reality was tough - because the character was so deeply rooted in literature. And personally, '1971' was the best film I have done till date,' he said. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; Bajpai has a wish that he would like see fulfilled. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7313946784786675217-1689108144882490875?l=abhayacreativity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abhayacreativity.blogspot.com/feeds/1689108144882490875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://abhayacreativity.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-want-to-do-hindi-play-with-barry-john.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7313946784786675217/posts/default/1689108144882490875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7313946784786675217/posts/default/1689108144882490875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abhayacreativity.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-want-to-do-hindi-play-with-barry-john.html' title='I want to do a Hindi play with Barry John: Manoj Bajpai'/><author><name>Abhaya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03532739653656729173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AzJPgU6Mh3U/TLRlgyXSyfI/AAAAAAAAAIM/M8hL_-6k8uM/S220/CIMG0193.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7313946784786675217.post-6077337904506704765</id><published>2009-01-07T13:16:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T13:16:28.968-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gulzar's Nazm</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="snap_preview"&gt;&lt;p&gt;nazm ulajhii huii hai siine me.n&lt;br /&gt;misare aTake hue hai.n hoTho.n par&lt;br /&gt;u.Date-phirate hai.n titaliyo.n kii tarah&lt;br /&gt;lafz kaaGaz pe baiThate hii nahii.n&lt;br /&gt;kab se baiThaa huu.N mai.n jaanam&lt;br /&gt;saade kaaGaz pe likhake naam teraa&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;bas teraa naam hii mukammal hai&lt;br /&gt;isase bahatar bhii nazm kyaa hogii &lt;/p&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7313946784786675217-6077337904506704765?l=abhayacreativity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abhayacreativity.blogspot.com/feeds/6077337904506704765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://abhayacreativity.blogspot.com/2009/01/gulzars-nazm.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7313946784786675217/posts/default/6077337904506704765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7313946784786675217/posts/default/6077337904506704765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abhayacreativity.blogspot.com/2009/01/gulzars-nazm.html' title='Gulzar&apos;s Nazm'/><author><name>Abhaya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03532739653656729173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AzJPgU6Mh3U/TLRlgyXSyfI/AAAAAAAAAIM/M8hL_-6k8uM/S220/CIMG0193.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7313946784786675217.post-4363210531498151752</id><published>2009-01-07T13:03:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T13:03:57.233-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Read this article</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;The Roundabout Theatre Company's got to be savoring this. &lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://theater.about.com/od/reviewsandrecommendations/fr/paljoeyreview.htm" zt="1/1UH"&gt;Pal Joey&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, a revival of the classic Rodgers and Hart musical from 1940, is extending its run two weeks until March 1.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The show made my &lt;a href="http://theater.about.com/od/reviewsandrecommendations/tp/bestofbroadway2008.htm" zt="1/1UH"&gt;"Best of . . ."&lt;/a&gt; list, but it received mixed reviews and was the subject of a lot of chat-room sniping.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;This is one of those "judge for yourself" shows. Matthew Risch stepped into the lead role at the last minute, replacing Christian Hoff, and I thought he made a great Joey, and Martha Plimpton was outstanding. If you can see it, see it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7313946784786675217-4363210531498151752?l=abhayacreativity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abhayacreativity.blogspot.com/feeds/4363210531498151752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://abhayacreativity.blogspot.com/2009/01/read-this-article.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7313946784786675217/posts/default/4363210531498151752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7313946784786675217/posts/default/4363210531498151752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abhayacreativity.blogspot.com/2009/01/read-this-article.html' title='Read this article'/><author><name>Abhaya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03532739653656729173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AzJPgU6Mh3U/TLRlgyXSyfI/AAAAAAAAAIM/M8hL_-6k8uM/S220/CIMG0193.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7313946784786675217.post-9148548760428438614</id><published>2009-01-07T11:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T10:48:40.212-08:00</updated><title type='text'>AKS Effect--My Aim Here !</title><content type='html'>Guys-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am trying to make some collections of good theaters and poems ..i would like to post your comments after that and if anybody knows any publishers then please let me know. I would really appreciate .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had done more than 20 plays and many &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;monoplay&lt;/span&gt; and was gold medalist in youth festivals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like do all kind of play mime,skit,mimicry, sort play, long play, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;monoplay&lt;/span&gt;.I have also made one documentary and worked also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's nice that we express ourselves through this media and at least do some creativity and compel others to think about what's happening in our society. how is it being impacted and fractionated.&lt;br /&gt;Today government is trying a lots to solve the problem but it;s not coming in front of the poor and illiterate due to our politicians and bureaucrats , the only powerful way is media , film making and books. so i thought to choose theater and writing .We can not abuse all the time to government , have to do something  to get a plate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am thank full to all my friends, family members, teachers of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;IIT&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;BHU&lt;/span&gt; who helped me to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;develop&lt;/span&gt; this skill &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;along with&lt;/span&gt; my study and appreciated all the time at failure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will post soon some good articles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Abhaya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7313946784786675217-9148548760428438614?l=abhayacreativity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abhayacreativity.blogspot.com/feeds/9148548760428438614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://abhayacreativity.blogspot.com/2009/01/theater-and-poems.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7313946784786675217/posts/default/9148548760428438614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7313946784786675217/posts/default/9148548760428438614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abhayacreativity.blogspot.com/2009/01/theater-and-poems.html' title='AKS Effect--My Aim Here !'/><author><name>Abhaya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03532739653656729173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AzJPgU6Mh3U/TLRlgyXSyfI/AAAAAAAAAIM/M8hL_-6k8uM/S220/CIMG0193.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
