<?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-9190346694317807192</id><updated>2011-04-21T15:52:57.136-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Aaronical A@ron</title><subtitle type='html'>υмм..ιтѕ тнє нαя∂єѕт тσ ωяιтє ѕσмєтнηg αвт υяѕєℓƒ.....вυт ι נѕт ωαηηα ѕαу тнαт м α ¢υтє η ¢нιℓ∂ιѕн gυу¢яαzу αвσυт ¢нσ¢σℓαтєѕ η νι∂єσ gαмєѕ...ι ℓσνє тσ ωяιтє ρσємѕ η ∂ιѕнєνєℓ ѕσηgѕ...ѕσмє∂αу ι ωιѕн тнαт ι ωσυℓ∂ вє ѕтαη∂ιηg ση тнє αℓтєя σƒ ιη∂ιαη ι∂σℓ....∂αη¢ιηg ιѕ му ραѕѕιση ωнιℓє єммα ωαтѕση ιѕ му αℓℓ тιмє ¢яυѕн....ωαт мσяє ¢αη ι ѕαу...σн уєαн..ι ℓσνє тσ мαкє ƒяιєη∂ѕ η ι вєℓιєνє ιη ℓιƒєтιмє ƒяιєη∂ѕнιρ в¢σz.."уααяση ∂σѕтι вα∂ι нι нαѕєєη нαι..уєн ηα нσ тσн куα ρнιя вσℓσ уєн zιη∂αgι нαι...!!"</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gorkybose.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9190346694317807192/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gorkybose.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Gorky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17704908596205527734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>6</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9190346694317807192.post-1598301083773326053</id><published>2007-09-29T01:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-29T04:29:39.189-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ThE B0nD BeTweeN Us..!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="story" align="left"&gt;I&lt;span style="font-family: webdings; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;t was eleven o' clock in a chilly winter night. I was in my room dead to the world outside cramming as hard as I could for my forthcoming examinations. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                                                                                &lt;p style="font-family: webdings; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" class="story" align="left"&gt;The few friends I had, had promised not to disturb me at night, knowing I was at last studying in earnest. &lt;/p&gt;                                                                                &lt;p style="font-family: webdings; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" class="story" align="left"&gt;It was therefore with feelings stronger than surprise that I heard my doorbell ring on that particular night. &lt;/p&gt;                                                                                &lt;p style="font-family: webdings; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" class="story" align="left"&gt;I jumped up from my  seat with an exclamation of anger.&lt;/p&gt;                                                                                &lt;p style="font-family: webdings; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" class="story" align="left"&gt;The bell rang for the second time with more urgency and I said to myself: ?The fellows all know that I am studying for this exam. Why in the world do they bother me at this unearthly hour?? &lt;/p&gt;                                                                                &lt;p style="font-family: webdings; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" class="story" align="left"&gt;As I opened the door still clutching my book, I saw a stranger. He was a short and youngish man. His face was a pallid white with eyes, which were very bright and had a strange mischievous glint in them. &lt;/p&gt;                                                                                &lt;p style="font-family: webdings; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" class="story" align="left"&gt;Though his cheek and chin were unkempt and unshaven, he looked like a gentleman as he was well-dressed and bore himself with a certain degree of finesse. But strangest fact was that he had no umbrella although it was pouring heavily outside. &lt;/p&gt;                                                                                &lt;p style="font-family: webdings; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" class="story" align="left"&gt;A hundred questions sprang to my mind. But chiefly I thought: Who in the world is he?? But none of them came out from my lips because as he turned a little, light fell on him from the bulb. &lt;/p&gt;                                                                                &lt;p style="font-family: webdings; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" class="story" align="left"&gt;I exclaimed: Gorky! Man!  Your alive? Is that you??&lt;/p&gt;                                                                                &lt;p style="font-family: webdings; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" class="story" align="left"&gt;Come in man. Is there something wrong, you okay?? I hardly knew what to say as I stammered with excitement. We had been the best of buddies since childhood, sharing all our joys, sorrows and secrets.&lt;/p&gt;                                                                                &lt;p style="font-family: webdings; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" class="story" align="left"&gt;Then suddenly we were completely cut-off from each other. He went on to pursue law while the engineering bug caught me.&lt;/p&gt;                                                                                &lt;p style="font-family: webdings; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" class="story" align="left"&gt;As I led him through the hall I noticed he was tad unsteady and evidently much exhausted. How did he get here? But the questions seemed less important as I saw my friend after such a long time. &lt;/p&gt;                                                                                &lt;p style="font-family: webdings; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" class="story" align="left"&gt;Come along, I said gleefully. I was just going to have supper and you are right on time.&lt;/p&gt;                                                                                &lt;p style="font-family: webdings; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" class="story" align="left"&gt;He made no reply and was more unsteady, so I took his arms to support him and felt that his clothes hung loosely on him. He was as thin as a skeleton. &lt;/p&gt;                                                                                &lt;p style="font-family: webdings; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" class="story" align="left"&gt;I said: Let me get the supper ready on the table, and made him sit on the sofa.&lt;/p&gt;                                                                                &lt;p style="font-family: webdings; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" class="story" align="left"&gt;Afterwards as he finished eating I happened to look at his face and it sent shivers through my body.&lt;/p&gt;                                                                                &lt;p style="font-family: webdings; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" class="story" align="left"&gt;His face was white as a chalk piece. I said to him: How foolish of me not to offer you beverages. Would you like something to drink? .....Are you feeling all right??&lt;/p&gt;                                                                                &lt;p style="font-family: webdings; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" class="story" align="left"&gt;As he drank from the glass, I noticed his overcoat which was dry and covered in dust and mud, as if he had rolled on the ground. &lt;/p&gt;                                                                                &lt;p style="font-family: webdings; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" class="story" align="left"&gt;I was starting to ponder over this but Gorky was looking terribly drowsy so I took him to my bedroom and made him feel comfortable. &lt;/p&gt;                                                                                &lt;p style="font-family: webdings; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" class="story" align="left"&gt;He fell asleep instantly with a rhythmic loud snoring. Poor chap, must be exhausted, I thought. &lt;/p&gt;                                                                                &lt;p style="font-family: webdings; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" class="story" align="left"&gt;I returned to my cramming in the study room. In the wee hours of the next day before I went off to sleep, I went to see if Gorky was all right. &lt;/p&gt;                                                                                &lt;p style="font-family: webdings; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" class="story" align="left"&gt;But I was surprised not to see him on the bed although I could hear him snore even then.&lt;/p&gt;                                                                                &lt;p style="font-family: webdings; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" class="story" align="left"&gt;I called out to him but there was no answer. Then I searched the room going through every nook and corner, but no luck! &lt;/p&gt;                                                                                &lt;p style="font-family: webdings; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" class="story" align="left"&gt;I lay down where he was sleeping before and soon exhausted by the hours of studying I dozed off waiting for my friend. I don't know how long I slept but I was woken up with a start by the loud snore that came from right beside me. I turned and found no one.&lt;/p&gt;                                                                                &lt;p style="font-family: webdings; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" class="story" align="left"&gt;Now my mind was hyper active. I gulped down three glasses of water.&lt;/p&gt;                                                                                &lt;p style="font-family: webdings; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" class="story" align="left"&gt;Am I hallucinating? Was my exam stress making me imagine all this? Was my hope to see my dear friend making me hallucinate? But I thought of the supper we ate together and the water he drank. &lt;/p&gt;                                                                                &lt;p style="font-family: webdings; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" class="story" align="left"&gt;I went to the kitchen and saw all the food I had laid out for him was still there. I had been feeding no one! &lt;/p&gt;                                                                                &lt;p style="font-family: webdings; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" class="story" align="left"&gt;Then it came to me that during the whole time Gorky had not spoken a single word. But what about the snoring, which was still loud and clear &lt;/p&gt;                                                                                &lt;p style="font-family: webdings; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" class="story" align="left"&gt;My eyes fell on my wrist where there was now a fresh line of blood and my mind raced back to our school field where Gorky and I had cut each other's wrists and exchanged drops of blood. &lt;/p&gt;                                                                                &lt;p style="font-family: webdings; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" class="story" align="left"&gt;We had promised to meet each other before we died. It was a promise that was sealed by blood. &lt;/p&gt;                                                                                &lt;p style="font-family: webdings; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" class="story" align="left"&gt;Suddenly, the bell rang and I jumped. It was the postman. He gave me a letter. I opened and it read &lt;/p&gt;                                                                                                     &lt;p style="font-family: webdings; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" class="story" align="left"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;i&gt;Dear Max, &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;i style="font-family: webdings; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;                    &lt;/i&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: webdings; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" class="story" align="left"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;i&gt;It pains me to tell you that                        Gorky was found dead on his bed today morning. Doctors assessed                        he had died of a heart attack 12 hours before.....&lt;/i&gt;!!                        &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                                                                                &lt;p style="font-family: webdings; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" class="story" align="left"&gt;12 hours before, Gorky kept his promise you see...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9190346694317807192-1598301083773326053?l=gorkybose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gorkybose.blogspot.com/feeds/1598301083773326053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9190346694317807192&amp;postID=1598301083773326053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9190346694317807192/posts/default/1598301083773326053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9190346694317807192/posts/default/1598301083773326053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gorkybose.blogspot.com/2007/09/b0nd-between-us.html' title='ThE B0nD BeTweeN Us..!!'/><author><name>Gorky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17704908596205527734</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-9190346694317807192.post-3934927775209950742</id><published>2007-09-07T11:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-07T12:01:14.713-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My angelic mom..!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;The world and skies are not equal..                                                                                                             To the grace of my mother..                                                                                                                       The heaven and paradises are not equal..                                                                                                    To the love of my beloved mom..                                                                                                              She guarded me as a pearl in the oyster..                                                                                                 Her words and love will enough to live here..                                                                                           She fed me with her blood and..                                                                                                               Gave me a life and soul here..                                                                                                                     My every pound of flesh..                                                                                                                           My every turns and moves..                                                                                                                      Are her precious sacrifices in the world..                                                                                                  The God and angels will never be equal to her..                                                                                       She is my mother....n...I LOVE HER FOREVER..!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9190346694317807192-3934927775209950742?l=gorkybose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gorkybose.blogspot.com/feeds/3934927775209950742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9190346694317807192&amp;postID=3934927775209950742' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9190346694317807192/posts/default/3934927775209950742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9190346694317807192/posts/default/3934927775209950742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gorkybose.blogspot.com/2007/09/my-angelic-mom.html' title='My angelic mom..!!'/><author><name>Gorky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17704908596205527734</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-9190346694317807192.post-6504552046981436242</id><published>2007-09-07T11:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-07T11:54:04.268-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I want to walk with you</title><content type='html'>I&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt; want to Walk with you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt; In the Spring of your life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt; When everything is fresh and new&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt; And you are just beginning to learn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt; I want to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt; Walk with you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt; In the Summer heat and fun,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt; When from tension and work&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt; Your mind and soul are at ease with one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt; I want to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt; Walk with you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt; In the Autumn oranges and reds.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt; When life's taken its true meaning,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt; And you are almost nearing your end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt; I want to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt; Walk with you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt; In the cold Winter of your lifetime.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt; When everything is withered and white&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt; Let me be there to kiss you goodbye&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9190346694317807192-6504552046981436242?l=gorkybose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gorkybose.blogspot.com/feeds/6504552046981436242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9190346694317807192&amp;postID=6504552046981436242' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9190346694317807192/posts/default/6504552046981436242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9190346694317807192/posts/default/6504552046981436242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gorkybose.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-want-to-walk-with-you.html' title='I want to walk with you'/><author><name>Gorky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17704908596205527734</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-9190346694317807192.post-829394053066834579</id><published>2007-09-07T11:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-07T11:51:52.791-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You and Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;You and me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt; near the sea,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt; lying on the beach&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt; walking near the ocean,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt; sitting on the sand,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt; watching all the stars... together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt; falling in love forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt; You and me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt; on a mountain,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt; skiing on the ranges,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt; playing with the snow,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt; kissing in the shower,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt; sipping hot coffee... together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt; falling in love forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt; You and me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt; on a summer day,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt; floating on a boat,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt; licking an ice-cream,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt; on a candle light dinner,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt; with hands in hands... together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt; falling in love forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt; You and me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt; camping in the forest,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt; holding each other,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt; sitting near the fire,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt; bathing under a waterfall,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt; sleeping on a bed... together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt; falling in love forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt; You and me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt; at all time,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt; in all seasons,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt; on all spheres of life,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt; will be... together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt; falling in love forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9190346694317807192-829394053066834579?l=gorkybose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gorkybose.blogspot.com/feeds/829394053066834579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9190346694317807192&amp;postID=829394053066834579' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9190346694317807192/posts/default/829394053066834579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9190346694317807192/posts/default/829394053066834579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gorkybose.blogspot.com/2007/09/you-and-me.html' title='You and Me'/><author><name>Gorky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17704908596205527734</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-9190346694317807192.post-1010522986373731614</id><published>2007-09-07T05:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-07T07:01:42.807-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My friends in manipal..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Aaah.. friends..the 7 letter word that brings a small curve on face of any human on this planet...Friends are god in disguise....you know when god made us..he gave us a small part of his divine self in the form of our parents...but when we were away from our parents he willingly gave us small parts of his heart in the form of friends with whom we could share our inner most secrets and desires..with whom we would laugh willingly..who would be with us to wipe our tears away..who would be there to convince our parents to let us go to a party..who would cover for our wrong doings...who would selflessly love us as we are and not as someone else...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;The day we met for the first time...who knew that our friendship will grow so big..?? Who knew that one day we'll be able to understand each other so well...without even saying a word and will be such a close part of each other's life. But knowing all that makes me feel so nice and wonderful that sometimes I think it was not by just coincidence that we met and became friends....rather it was god's will and for that i am ever so thankful to him...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;When i came to manipal far away from the prying eyes of my parents leaving my school friends behind...i was scared lonely and depressed but manipal gave me the finest set of friends that i could have wished for and i consider myself to be lucky enough that i came to manipal.so i wanna tell you all about my close friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; ♥Karmic Violence ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;The name reminds me of some new age metal punk but i chose this name for my friend Neil.Ya Neil came into my life when i was low and all depressed and gave a flick to his magical smile that instantly made us bond faster than glue.Neil is from the city of joy(Kolkata) and aptly he brings joy to everyone.We had our own share of laughter..we both are crazy about parties...and Neil is famous for organizing some of the most happening parties in manipal..The best thing about Neil is that he is always there for you when you need him..but the best thing i liked about Neil is even if you give him a hard time in the ass he takes it sportingly...All the girls go gaga over his looks now that he has donned a 70's hairstyle...but he has set his eyes over a special few..The worst thing i hate about Neil is his selection of movies for going to cinema halls...till now i had the worst experience in watching movies in halls and all credits go to him..Neil reminds me of those hippes who doesn't have any problem living their life king size and most importantly living life for others.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; ♥Ce Cessar  ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;The name means fuck off in French but the guy is such that all girls would want him in their arms every night.Ballu is one of the first few friends that i made in manipal and am so glad that we became bosom friends..We share a love-fight relationship with each other.Seeing his face would light up your face..its as if he has come out from the pages of a comic book.The best thing that i have learn t from him is ALWAYS STUDY IN THE ELEVENTH HOUR BECAUSE THATS THE TIME WHEN YOUR ASS IS ON FIRE AND EVERYTHING BECOMES CRYSTAL CLEAR.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;This guy is the mother of all ass kickers through words or in Manipal lingo BAKCHODI.You can hear his voice from a mile saying the golden words...Take It In Your Mouth And Dance..although he denies being committed but his eyes clearly shows his love for some1 special.Ballu is one of those special people who can die for you if the need arises...and i hope that we both die together in our old age..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; ♥Jack Sparrow  ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Rarely you come across some people who remind you of your parents..their love..the care shown by them..the scoldings..all reminisces  you of your parents...thats Insignia for you.Insignia is one of the most practical and selfless boys i have ever come across.If he buys a chocolate he divides it among all my friends who happen to be there with him..well he has got some pretty deep secrets about his gayish nature..but his good nature overshadows that part.His love for some senior guy is as legendary as his record breaking waist loss from 38' to 30' in 4 months.The guy is in way of finding his better half and god's willing he will get her this year.We both have our own special moments...most of them funny and hilarious..He is my partner in bird watching.All those out there wanting free treats may come to him for he willingly tucks our stomach well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; ♥Night Crawler ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;All good things comes in small packages but all extraordinary things comes in big packages.Haathi is a living example of this proverb.Haathi is another of my close friends whom i trust a lot...He also have bong connections like i do and is extremely gentle at heart..Haathi values money a lot and rarely i have seen him unnecessarily  spending money.  Haathi and i have this small problem that very often we both fall for the same girl and compete for her.Haathi is too good in counter strike,a game which has made us extreme game addicts.The most special thing about haathi is the amount of food he can tuck in his stomach.Maybe thats what all elephants are good at.We both are too good in maths and love to walk around manipal hunting for birds.Haathi i will always love you and cherish our friendship for life..even if you forget me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; ♥Orkut Baba ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Behold the man who has got the record for the most number of scraps in mit second year in orkut.Pappu is the most humblest and gentlest of all guys that i have come across.he has a silky and calm voice that induces trust and confidence in you.The guy has practically been living around guys from childhood so he is a little shy around gals.Pappu is also a bong like me and we both share a common liking for linkin park.We both are too much into orkuting and chatting but the thing that sets us apart is his fondness for emoticons.I have never seen a person who is soo much in emoticons.He has the most unique style of walking...and it would not be an understatement if i say he is unique in a special way.Pappu is too good and i am glad that i have him as my friend.&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/9190346694317807192-1010522986373731614?l=gorkybose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gorkybose.blogspot.com/feeds/1010522986373731614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9190346694317807192&amp;postID=1010522986373731614' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9190346694317807192/posts/default/1010522986373731614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9190346694317807192/posts/default/1010522986373731614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gorkybose.blogspot.com/2007/09/my-friends-in-manipal.html' title='My friends in manipal..'/><author><name>Gorky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17704908596205527734</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-9190346694317807192.post-8651915360831435607</id><published>2007-02-27T12:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-27T12:28:36.257-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Examz a real apin in the butt..!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8mn8_lOAiRg/ReSUVIajWuI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8BQC98bfxD8/s1600-h/2544fuck.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8mn8_lOAiRg/ReSUVIajWuI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8BQC98bfxD8/s320/2544fuck.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036313374064073442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;E.A.X.M.Z....these 5 letters word seems small..but the anxiety,tensions,sleepless nights,suicide,sadness that they provide as a real terrifying bonus to the people more specifically to the students is worth mentioning.Come march and a wave of despair,terror and gloominess descend on the faces of students and their parents alike due to the approaching hurricane called EAXMZ. I know that our elders say that exams are needed to test the intelligence and capacity of a person in his/her respective fields,to measure where a particular person stands in this world.What is the worth of a person.But according to me instead of measuring a person's intelligence..exams measure a person's level of withstanding long periods of stress and fear,a person's level of mugging a subject.&lt;br /&gt;                             I still remember my boards..the days before the starting of my boards were a total nightmare for me..it seemed as if i have been hurled into a frying pan.every moment seemed to flung me more into the frying pan...i had gone totally crazy..there were about 9-10 subjects to mug up..and due to excessive tension..i used to mingle the notes..oh..!!those days were a living hell..&lt;br /&gt;      even now..when i have come into college..exams have not spared me..they come once every month  and take the smile away from my face....&lt;br /&gt;          GOD WHY THE HELL DID MAN INVENT THE CONCEPT OF EXAMS..!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/9190346694317807192-8651915360831435607?l=gorkybose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gorkybose.blogspot.com/feeds/8651915360831435607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9190346694317807192&amp;postID=8651915360831435607' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9190346694317807192/posts/default/8651915360831435607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9190346694317807192/posts/default/8651915360831435607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gorkybose.blogspot.com/2007/02/examz-real-apin-in-butt.html' title='Examz a real apin in the butt..!!'/><author><name>Gorky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17704908596205527734</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_8mn8_lOAiRg/ReSUVIajWuI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8BQC98bfxD8/s72-c/2544fuck.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
