<?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-6888594</id><updated>2011-11-07T02:21:43.802-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Shades of Shiva</title><subtitle type='html'>The list of things to do are endless. Even 24 hrs won't be enough....What??!! Well, if one wants to get things done, he can....</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shijay.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888594/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shijay.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Shiva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15864522599428152330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>24</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6888594.post-114752330295568709</id><published>2006-05-13T05:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-02-25T09:14:54.203-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Words - May 13 2006</title><content type='html'>Writing Sense in the Right Sense, Showing through which is see-through,&lt;br /&gt;all these are the common perceptions of the unexplainable. We either go about our lives with what we want to get done or we just wait for his signs. If we want to go ahead with our plans, we just need to try and do it earnestly. If something doesn't happen, so be it. Cos if you react then you fall in the whirlpool again. Enjoy!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6888594-114752330295568709?l=shijay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shijay.blogspot.com/feeds/114752330295568709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6888594&amp;postID=114752330295568709' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888594/posts/default/114752330295568709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888594/posts/default/114752330295568709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shijay.blogspot.com/2006/05/random-words-may-13-2006.html' title='Random Words - May 13 2006'/><author><name>Shiva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15864522599428152330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6888594.post-112670301885427721</id><published>2005-09-14T06:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-03-28T15:05:08.870-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Entry for August 08, 2005</title><content type='html'>Whomsover reading my blog....define FUN&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6888594-112670301885427721?l=shijay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shijay.blogspot.com/feeds/112670301885427721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6888594&amp;postID=112670301885427721' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888594/posts/default/112670301885427721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888594/posts/default/112670301885427721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shijay.blogspot.com/2005/09/entry-for-august-08-2005.html' title='Entry for August 08, 2005'/><author><name>Shiva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15864522599428152330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6888594.post-112670276669876731</id><published>2005-09-14T05:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-14T06:02:57.273-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Visible Essence</title><content type='html'>How abstract or crazy can one get?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I was reading about this painter through a blog where the blogger was saying how abstract he is when he paints. He brings lot of shades to life by either giving details or knowingly ignoring to fill in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt thats the greatest boon that the mind gives you...either that or the most stupidest credit that man has!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you think about it, lot of people get away by saying or projecting things abstract or vague(for lack of a proper word). You can be termed smart for blowing up insignificant and unnoticed things. Or you can be called ignorant for calling it not worthy of a praise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the visible essence that is truly abstract yet clear(not just to the clairvoyant minds)? Is it something that is truly visible or something that is truly obvious or both.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I am not trying to play with words, I have never been good at it. But what I would like to realize is the essence in our everyday life. Not the spiritual one, but the most common one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6888594-112670276669876731?l=shijay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shijay.blogspot.com/feeds/112670276669876731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6888594&amp;postID=112670276669876731' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888594/posts/default/112670276669876731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888594/posts/default/112670276669876731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shijay.blogspot.com/2005/09/visible-essence.html' title='The Visible Essence'/><author><name>Shiva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15864522599428152330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6888594.post-112477005536699685</id><published>2005-08-22T20:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-22T21:07:35.373-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ok I am Back or was I ever gone...</title><content type='html'>Hello People...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am back or was I ever gone...I am putting this message on the request of my friend a ver special friend called Sriram... Ok Sriram...you don't have to buy me a drink for this...Ok others...You are also special to me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what these blogs result in....yes, you can voice your opinions in words...get people to see it... the opinions could be different things and on different topics...but aren't blogs just another form of communication?? like emails or phone calls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the past few years, we have seen the WWW transform in a lot of shades starting from homepages to groups to sites like orkut and now blogs...Their catch mechanism depends on utility, usability, ease, styles etc... Can't there be one mode where people will always put up ideas, thoughts...ok ok I know this might be asking for too much...but what makes some people be active on such modes and others lazy...yeah, I hit the nail home...laziness. Or is it their lack of interest to communicate?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do people not communicate? Do they feel its not worth it? Do they feel their friends can't help or actually understand their frequecy? Do they feel work and what gets the food on the table is more worth spending time and the rest is not? Or what???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People's interest differ and change from time to time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, as usual either there is not solution to this or there simply can't be a SIMPLE SOLUTION or this doesn't need a solution at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, atleast this post has got me writing once again....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6888594-112477005536699685?l=shijay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shijay.blogspot.com/feeds/112477005536699685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6888594&amp;postID=112477005536699685' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888594/posts/default/112477005536699685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888594/posts/default/112477005536699685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shijay.blogspot.com/2005/08/ok-i-am-back-or-was-i-ever-gone.html' title='Ok I am Back or was I ever gone...'/><author><name>Shiva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15864522599428152330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6888594.post-110701767231307802</id><published>2005-01-29T09:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-01-29T09:54:32.313-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Easier said than done !!!</title><content type='html'>With things going on in my life......I suddenly started singing these lines....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Trust in the lord and don't despair...He is a friend so true&lt;br /&gt;   No matter what your troubles are....He will see you through"&lt;/blockquote&gt;I am waiting for him to see me through...Infact, I guess, we are all waiting to see if He sees us through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6888594-110701767231307802?l=shijay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shijay.blogspot.com/feeds/110701767231307802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6888594&amp;postID=110701767231307802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888594/posts/default/110701767231307802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888594/posts/default/110701767231307802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shijay.blogspot.com/2005/01/easier-said-than-done.html' title='Easier said than done !!!'/><author><name>Shiva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15864522599428152330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6888594.post-110676531587500607</id><published>2005-01-26T11:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-01-26T11:48:35.876-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Double Standards and Devil's Advocates</title><content type='html'>Boy, this topic just struck me...... Hope I don't rub anyone on the wrong side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking about it, we are all guilty of 'Double Standards and Devil's Advocates'. I don't say we have double standards knowingly ( But if thats the case, then take cover....), but we get into something like that without our own knowledge. We say one thing at one time and act differently when it comes to us being in the receiving side, again knowingly or unknowingly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, we have to think about ourselves to survive the day, but then we shouldn't advice or play devil's advocates.  Lets not have power groups to satisfy our double standard tendencies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets open ourselves to criticism and take it in a constructive manner. Yes, everything in this world is ultimately good and all is well done. But, have we given our best in what we did. Lets not boast ourselves of what we have accomplished. Just remember that there a people with far better accomplishments than what we have. Yes, we have to be proud but not boast ourselves. We have to try to be good at what we do and then once it is done try to be humble about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is just an experience and there can be no great experience ( from my view point) because we  don't know if that was our best. And moreover what have we achieved that has not been achieved before. Yes, lesson learnt through the experience, log your memories and move on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6888594-110676531587500607?l=shijay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shijay.blogspot.com/feeds/110676531587500607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6888594&amp;postID=110676531587500607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888594/posts/default/110676531587500607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888594/posts/default/110676531587500607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shijay.blogspot.com/2005/01/double-standards-and-devils-advocates.html' title='Double Standards and Devil&apos;s Advocates'/><author><name>Shiva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15864522599428152330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6888594.post-110676257671736947</id><published>2005-01-26T10:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-01-26T11:02:56.716-07:00</updated><title type='text'>On a lighter note...Car Signs</title><content type='html'>This one I saw a few days back on a car......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Don't steal, the government hates competition."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think there ought be a competition for car signs and see who can come up with outrageously funny and introspectively inspiring car signs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are welcome to post your car signs as comments. Lets see how far can we take this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note: Remember a car sign can't be too long. Duh!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6888594-110676257671736947?l=shijay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shijay.blogspot.com/feeds/110676257671736947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6888594&amp;postID=110676257671736947' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888594/posts/default/110676257671736947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888594/posts/default/110676257671736947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shijay.blogspot.com/2005/01/on-lighter-notecar-signs.html' title='On a lighter note...Car Signs'/><author><name>Shiva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15864522599428152330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6888594.post-110676214512190918</id><published>2005-01-26T10:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-01-26T10:58:27.933-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What taught you what?</title><content type='html'>There is all this talk about what one's religion had taught you and how it is the best and ofcourse...blah....blah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hear people say that my religion taught me this and its the best. They may be right in their own respect. But I beg to differ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me, religion has not taught me what I know today. I have learnt everything from 'Life'. What I am is because of the course of events that happend over my life. That is what has moulded me to the way I am. Nature of things and happenings have guided me through struggles and victories. The habits I have and the virtues I hold dear are a result of what life has taught me through stories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I am a hindu by birth. I went to temples, said all those vedic chants, had the sacred thread ceremony. What has it taught me? I don't know. I am not ridiculing any religion, but just trying to put forth my views about what I am, the way I am and the reason for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6888594-110676214512190918?l=shijay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shijay.blogspot.com/feeds/110676214512190918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6888594&amp;postID=110676214512190918' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888594/posts/default/110676214512190918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888594/posts/default/110676214512190918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shijay.blogspot.com/2005/01/what-taught-you-what.html' title='What taught you what?'/><author><name>Shiva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15864522599428152330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6888594.post-110676032373461815</id><published>2005-01-26T10:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-01-26T10:25:23.733-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Moving Shifting Jigsaw Puzzle called 'Life'</title><content type='html'>Well, the first four words I heard from a serial or soap called 'The dead zone' I watched yesterday. Those words sure made an impact on me and sure did get a good night's sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Moving Shifting scheme designed by the Creator seems so awesome to have been designed but it sure is scary when you come to think of it. You never know if what you did will last atleast for sometime. In all possibility, it might not have an impact at all.  The challenge is to stay focussed of the 'Source'. Since the 'Source' is always moving, you have to be on the move to keep them in sight. Yes, you will have to maintain the speed and also keep track of the course you are taking. You don't want to shoot too much ahead as you don't know about the other attribute of this 'Source', namely the 'shifting' aspect. You could try to be smart and force ahead more than what is neccessary, but if the 'Source' shifts its airspace little bit, then you might have to take drastic measures to combat this sudden change and get back in the right frequency.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is no smart way to play it. All you can do is to try and not be too smart. Never try to play something that you are not good at. Never try to play God. All you can do is be a good sport and take one step at a time. Keep the overall picture in mind, but at the same time don't get deluded by the immediate seemingly trivial course of action needed. Because they determine whether you are on par with the moving shifting phenomenon. That which is every changing needs action then and there. So concentrate on what is important now and what you can do to meet it. Have goals, don't get carried away by the fruits it has to offer. Think practically and patiently. Everything will be very easy. But don't take anything for granted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best means to achieve this so called ' Living in th present' is to forget the past and don't dream of the future. This will help in being fresh always and be a learner in this game called 'Life'. Take lessons going into the future, not memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing is easily achieved nor is it hard to obtain. You have to keep practising and evaluating yourself from time to time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The end is in sight, when the path is right. All roads might lead to the same desitnation, it depends on you to take the road that will help you keep track of the 'Source'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6888594-110676032373461815?l=shijay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shijay.blogspot.com/feeds/110676032373461815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6888594&amp;postID=110676032373461815' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888594/posts/default/110676032373461815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888594/posts/default/110676032373461815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shijay.blogspot.com/2005/01/moving-shifting-jigsaw-puzzle-called.html' title='Moving Shifting Jigsaw Puzzle called &apos;Life&apos;'/><author><name>Shiva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15864522599428152330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6888594.post-110633160506341021</id><published>2005-01-21T10:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-01-21T16:12:09.216-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Atlast....I am back....</title><content type='html'>Not that I have been desperate to blog....the simple reason is that I am lazy and also I had no motivation to write. I have been seeing blogs where people are really passionate about the things they believe and some blogs where it is just a customary thing to cos a lot of people are doing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last 6 months have been one of its kind in my life....totally outrageous....extremely unique.....and most of all higly horrifying....but hey I am enjoying it...why? cos what else can you do about things you don't control... O yeah....you can do this......WORRY...but its very easy.....or you can do this.....CRY.....you will soon run out of tears....Man....there are things you can very routinely do....I have had my share of doing such things and I still do, but rarely....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am learning the art of ....being spaced out yet being firmly grounded....See, the last sentence is an example of what something like life can do to a person.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, let me not bore you around the same topic anymore....moving on, I have done few good things I should say or rather, I was made to do a few good things....I wrote a few poems which, as usual, I have no clue where it came from and I don't remember them after I write it down. I call them 'Words flowing thro'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started reading this book(yeah, shiva reading a book...check outside there might be a tornado coming your way) called 'Lemurian Scrolls' by Satguru Sivaya Subramuniyaswami and it is about angelic prophecies revealing human orgins. Rather than trying to describe the book in my own words, I quote a paragraph about the book&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"It is an illustrated, clairvoyant revelation to man's untold hourney to Earth from the Pleiades millions of years ago, and the struggles faced through the eras as souls matured into their ultimate destiny and Divinity&lt;/span&gt;."&lt;/blockquote&gt;In short, with the few chapters I have read so far, it sure is mind boggling. I will keep you all updated about the book as I read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last month, we had a visitor from SFO and we went to sedona to mainly look at some crystals. Sedona is said to be a big energy center with lot of vortex points. Vortices are energy centers or locations and we went to one such vortex called ' Cathedral Rock Vortex'. It took us nearly two hours to find the location and it sure was quite an experience. I am looking forward to going to that place again sometime soon. I really felt the energy in that location and it is beyond words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of late, I have started to meditate with the crystals I bought from sedona and it sure is helping me. I hope to continue doing that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on to the rest of the news today, I had my hair highlighted and it looks good. Yeah, it was split second decision and for once, I don't regret it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK...CHANGE OF HATS.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There comes a day in once life where the world around you keeps moving and you are frozen in time. You look at people around you and say to yourself ...'How did you get to know these people?' How did they end up knowing you?'. Well, that point according to me is a miracle. Knowing people and not knowing how and why they are in your life is truly amazing. I am not trying to wierd any one. I am truly amazed and gifted to know all the people I know now. I sometimes learn, sometime teach and mostly advice, but I enjoy each and every bit of it. Yeah, you will never feel that way when you look at me.But that's me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do feel sad, and it sure is going to haunt me for a while, thinking that we always can't be together. But such is Life ?!@@#....Ahhhh!!! screw it...Lets take it as your assignment for this phase is over and time to move to the next phase....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, I am running out of thoughts to say....I can only hope to be active...but lets see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6888594-110633160506341021?l=shijay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shijay.blogspot.com/feeds/110633160506341021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6888594&amp;postID=110633160506341021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888594/posts/default/110633160506341021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888594/posts/default/110633160506341021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shijay.blogspot.com/2005/01/atlasti-am-back.html' title='Atlast....I am back....'/><author><name>Shiva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15864522599428152330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6888594.post-108698434601294879</id><published>2004-06-11T13:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-11T13:05:46.013-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"I am in my own little world, but it's ok....THEY KNOW ME AROUND HERE"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6888594-108698434601294879?l=shijay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shijay.blogspot.com/feeds/108698434601294879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6888594&amp;postID=108698434601294879' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888594/posts/default/108698434601294879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888594/posts/default/108698434601294879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shijay.blogspot.com/2004/06/i-am-in-my-own-little-world-but-its-ok.html' title=''/><author><name>Shiva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15864522599428152330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6888594.post-108679914097622608</id><published>2004-06-09T09:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-09T09:39:00.976-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What is love? I am not talking about heavenly or divine love. I trying to understand if there can be something similar on earth. With D-Day just weeks away and all the anticipated excitement just starting to take its form, I wonder what can this love, between two people entering into a world with a promise to stay together forever, tranform into.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, there are a lot of possible assumptions involved. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It can just be like mid summer madness i.e., just intial few years of all merry and fun and things return to a state where in you don't feel the same way anymore towards each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It can be diverted to a more mechanical or for the sake living.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apart from that, the relationship of the two towards friends and family can change. Either one or both of them can become possessive and hence less social towards outside world. This sure will lead to people branding them as 'changed'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I, for those who know me, don't want to be branded and I strived to be different. Lets come back to this topic of relationship with friends and family later, if need be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coming to the more intense feeling of finding a relationship and transforming it into something out of the world. People with some spiritual knowledge may say, dude, transforming an earthly love into divine love is not possible. Only love with God can be Divine love. But, on second thought, aren't everyone a spark of that divinity? aren't everyone from the same source? and since that divinity if formless, a spark could equal the source itself.Alright, I am not trying to make ends of a string meet, or rather I don't have to. you guys are smart enough to figure it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This transforming from earthly love to something more pure might be or could be limited to one relationship. For me, it could be my relationship with my wife-to-be. But I am confident that the more I try to elevate in this relationship, if my dedication and efforts are pure, I am sure it will spread to other relationships I might already have and will have. There can be no selective standards. There will obviously be priorities, there might be people who may choose to get hurt, but as long as my heart is pure and strives to be so, it is possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how I am going to do it, but if this is what God wants me to do, He will make me do it. He will guide me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6888594-108679914097622608?l=shijay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shijay.blogspot.com/feeds/108679914097622608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6888594&amp;postID=108679914097622608' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888594/posts/default/108679914097622608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888594/posts/default/108679914097622608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shijay.blogspot.com/2004/06/what-is-love-i-am-not-talking-about.html' title=''/><author><name>Shiva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15864522599428152330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6888594.post-108560740122432067</id><published>2004-05-26T14:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-26T14:36:41.226-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The feeling of having had the same feeling before is a great feeling. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you don't remember if,when and where you really had that feeling, it makes you feel like you are clairvoyant. Even though that need not be true. Just that feeling would do you a world of good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you do remember when and where you had that feeling, might bring a smile on your face. Like it does on my castor oil face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, my face lits up many a times much to the puzzled people around. Some might think that I am crazy and some might think I nuts(Ok, Ok they mean the same...)But I only know why I smile. There has been ga-zillion(not sure of the spelling) times when what I think in my mind has happened(that is when I mostly smile). Not for me but for people around. Sometimes I say that I knew it already and most of the times, I don't. This trait is getting stronger day by day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, enough of me....lets talk about politics....aaaahhhh who cares....But I care...not about politics, but all you guys. So take care....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6888594-108560740122432067?l=shijay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shijay.blogspot.com/feeds/108560740122432067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6888594&amp;postID=108560740122432067' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888594/posts/default/108560740122432067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888594/posts/default/108560740122432067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shijay.blogspot.com/2004/05/feeling-of-having-had-same-feeling.html' title=''/><author><name>Shiva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15864522599428152330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6888594.post-10854995803290262</id><published>2004-05-25T08:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-25T08:39:40.330-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's a pretty good day for a supposedly summer time...I don't think anyone will have complains about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It sure is going to be a pretty hectic next 30 days for me...But I am enjoying it. I like it when there are too many things going on in your life and you don't have any control over it, yet they are sure to fall in place in the right time(all you need is some constant effort or thought into it). Its pure fun(not sure if there is something call 'pure fun'). Like I told in one of my previous posts, its like invisible angels working for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6888594-10854995803290262?l=shijay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shijay.blogspot.com/feeds/10854995803290262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6888594&amp;postID=10854995803290262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888594/posts/default/10854995803290262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888594/posts/default/10854995803290262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shijay.blogspot.com/2004/05/its-pretty-good-day-for-supposedly.html' title=''/><author><name>Shiva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15864522599428152330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6888594.post-108516213960218983</id><published>2004-05-21T10:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-21T10:55:39.603-07:00</updated><title type='text'>To My Friends</title><content type='html'>I wish not to change myself after June 28th and so please look at me the same way.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6888594-108516213960218983?l=shijay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shijay.blogspot.com/feeds/108516213960218983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6888594&amp;postID=108516213960218983' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888594/posts/default/108516213960218983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888594/posts/default/108516213960218983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shijay.blogspot.com/2004/05/to-my-friends.html' title='To My Friends'/><author><name>Shiva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15864522599428152330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6888594.post-108516204318257114</id><published>2004-05-21T10:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-21T10:54:03.183-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Another one of those sayings that hit me hard...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May I have the serenity to accept what I cannot change,&lt;br /&gt;the courage to change the things I can, &lt;br /&gt;and the wisdom to know the difference. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6888594-108516204318257114?l=shijay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shijay.blogspot.com/feeds/108516204318257114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6888594&amp;postID=108516204318257114' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888594/posts/default/108516204318257114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888594/posts/default/108516204318257114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shijay.blogspot.com/2004/05/another-one-of-those-sayings-that-hit.html' title=''/><author><name>Shiva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15864522599428152330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6888594.post-108516179783407193</id><published>2004-05-21T10:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-21T10:49:57.833-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Its been a long time since I wrote...well, as long as it was not eternal, its fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is good, can't complain. I am often reminded about infinite invisible angels working to set things up for me. Well, as long as they are there, I won't have anything to complain. Well, even if there are problems, I will complain, but I will also soon realize that life needs some spice in such forms or else it becomes too bland.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see a lot of my friends blog about what their passions are, what they would like to do and what not. When I think about the same with respect to myself, I am at loss for words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do I have passions? Yes I do...&lt;br /&gt;Do I have dreams? You bet I do...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They why don't I write about it? Well, I am someone who likes to do it before telling it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, here are a few things that I can mention as my dreams and I hope it becomes true before I leave this world(well, even if it doesn't get fulfilled, it doesn't matter..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I like acting so I would like to atleast act in a TV show or movie, even if it is for a minute, atleast once in my lifetime.&lt;br /&gt;2. I want to take a photograph with Al Pacino.&lt;br /&gt;3. I have always wanted to see my name and/or photo in the newspaper. And this was fulfilled yesterday May 20th, 2004. An article about our company came in the AZ Republic's business section. There was also a photo along with the article which had me, my CEO and another person in it. So I can gladly strike this one of my list -Done&lt;br /&gt;4. I want to go switzerland atleast once in my life. I don't know why, but I promised my galaxy that I will take her there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, thats it for now...will be back....Do you understand the words that are written above?(Chris Rock style from 'Rush Hour')&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6888594-108516179783407193?l=shijay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shijay.blogspot.com/feeds/108516179783407193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6888594&amp;postID=108516179783407193' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888594/posts/default/108516179783407193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888594/posts/default/108516179783407193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shijay.blogspot.com/2004/05/its-been-long-time-since-i-wrote.html' title=''/><author><name>Shiva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15864522599428152330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6888594.post-108386435414408412</id><published>2004-05-06T10:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-06T10:30:20.936-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Another of those car sayings:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Always Late....But I am worth the wait"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6888594-108386435414408412?l=shijay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shijay.blogspot.com/feeds/108386435414408412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6888594&amp;postID=108386435414408412' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888594/posts/default/108386435414408412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888594/posts/default/108386435414408412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shijay.blogspot.com/2004/05/another-of-those-car-sayings-always.html' title=''/><author><name>Shiva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15864522599428152330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6888594.post-108369229378636993</id><published>2004-05-04T10:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-04T10:42:45.326-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just found this one on a car..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"If I were in an F-16, I'll be home by now"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6888594-108369229378636993?l=shijay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shijay.blogspot.com/feeds/108369229378636993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6888594&amp;postID=108369229378636993' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888594/posts/default/108369229378636993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888594/posts/default/108369229378636993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shijay.blogspot.com/2004/05/just-found-this-one-on-car.html' title=''/><author><name>Shiva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15864522599428152330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6888594.post-108369093139467558</id><published>2004-05-04T10:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-04T10:19:24.450-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just bought 2 DVD's at Walgreens for a total of 16$. I bought Rocky-Special Edition and also the barbershop. Kinda feel like starting to collect my favorite DVD's when they are on deals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6888594-108369093139467558?l=shijay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shijay.blogspot.com/feeds/108369093139467558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6888594&amp;postID=108369093139467558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888594/posts/default/108369093139467558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888594/posts/default/108369093139467558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shijay.blogspot.com/2004/05/just-bought-2-dvds-at-walgreens-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Shiva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15864522599428152330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6888594.post-108368745858848322</id><published>2004-05-04T09:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-04T09:21:32.140-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I would like to take a break...where I don't have to do any work...while away time and yet seem like the day is long...kinda like its come to a standstill. Well, won't that be coooool? It probably would..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, reality paints a different picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish a lot...yeah I do. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6888594-108368745858848322?l=shijay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shijay.blogspot.com/feeds/108368745858848322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6888594&amp;postID=108368745858848322' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888594/posts/default/108368745858848322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888594/posts/default/108368745858848322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shijay.blogspot.com/2004/05/i-would-like-to-take-break.html' title=''/><author><name>Shiva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15864522599428152330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6888594.post-108361616882297549</id><published>2004-05-03T13:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-03T13:33:37.030-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sitting in a cold office, I see outside.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah it's Arizona &lt;br /&gt;Summer is round the corner&lt;br /&gt;Fills my heart with terror&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If for once there was something to change,&lt;br /&gt;I will change myself??!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naah... I will change the Arizona Summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6888594-108361616882297549?l=shijay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shijay.blogspot.com/feeds/108361616882297549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6888594&amp;postID=108361616882297549' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888594/posts/default/108361616882297549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888594/posts/default/108361616882297549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shijay.blogspot.com/2004/05/sitting-in-cold-office-i-see-outside.html' title=''/><author><name>Shiva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15864522599428152330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6888594.post-108361524883343793</id><published>2004-05-03T13:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-03T13:18:17.246-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am going to face the gun with a smile, not knowing what two has instore for me. The aftermath is surely going to be exciting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6888594-108361524883343793?l=shijay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shijay.blogspot.com/feeds/108361524883343793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6888594&amp;postID=108361524883343793' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888594/posts/default/108361524883343793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888594/posts/default/108361524883343793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shijay.blogspot.com/2004/05/i-am-going-to-face-gun-with-smile-not.html' title=''/><author><name>Shiva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15864522599428152330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6888594.post-108361462489440981</id><published>2004-05-03T13:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-03T13:07:53.436-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well, what to write??!! Wish there was a way to always be able to write your thoughts....whenever you want...wherever you want...well, will have to schedule onself in one way or the other.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6888594-108361462489440981?l=shijay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shijay.blogspot.com/feeds/108361462489440981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6888594&amp;postID=108361462489440981' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888594/posts/default/108361462489440981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888594/posts/default/108361462489440981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shijay.blogspot.com/2004/05/well-what-to-write-wish-there-was-way.html' title=''/><author><name>Shiva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15864522599428152330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
