<?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-3233216806746872395</id><updated>2012-02-12T16:03:21.331+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Mihir.S.Bijur</title><subtitle type='html'>Things as I see them..</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mihirbijur.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3233216806746872395/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mihirbijur.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Mihir.S.Bijur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11721335752095530452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JlTkSK8cBZQ/TFQ4ZJAe9CI/AAAAAAAAAoY/qY9YaA0r1tU/S220/137285576.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>17</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3233216806746872395.post-4347796735230940791</id><published>2011-11-11T15:03:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2011-11-11T15:26:42.423+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Cadbury's Dark Duet Party</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Social Media is soon turning into a force to be reckoned with! It gives the consumer the power to express his/her appreciation or concern directly to a brand. It also gives a brand the power to directly connect with its consumer &amp;amp; prove how good it really is. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;It's a matter of the glass seen as half full or empty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;It has been quite sometime since I have been very active on Social Media &amp;amp; I have to be honest that I have seen quite a few friends talk about &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Cadbury&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Bournville&lt;/span&gt;, but had never tried it on my own.. till one day I received a mail from one of their polite executives asking me if I'd be interested in hosting a party for my friends (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;hmm&lt;/span&gt;.. did sound interesting!) ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;.. but where they really took me by surprise was when they offered to provide &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Bournville&lt;/span&gt; chocolates &amp;amp; Sula wine bottles for the party!! (Like any sane-headed 30 yr old) I agreed &amp;amp; before you could say "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Ay&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Caramba&lt;/span&gt;", The fine bottles of Sula wine &amp;amp; tall bars of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Bournville&lt;/span&gt; made it home! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;All I had to do then, was dial a few numbers of friends who had been planning to catch up for a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;LONNNG&lt;/span&gt; time &amp;amp; voila! There we were finally chatting up, drinking up &amp;amp; having a super time.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;thanks&lt;/span&gt; to this kind gesture by &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Cadbury&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Bournville&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; Sula Wines!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;I'd like to take this opportunity to thank &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Cadbury&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; Sula for making my evening memorable :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;PS - I'm now a big fan of the '&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Dia&lt;/span&gt;' by Sula &amp;amp; 'Deeply Dark' by &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Bournville&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; have been recommending it to all &amp;amp; sundry :) (It's an honest statement &amp;amp; NO marketing gimmick:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3233216806746872395-4347796735230940791?l=mihirbijur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mihirbijur.blogspot.com/feeds/4347796735230940791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3233216806746872395&amp;postID=4347796735230940791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3233216806746872395/posts/default/4347796735230940791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3233216806746872395/posts/default/4347796735230940791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mihirbijur.blogspot.com/2011/11/cadburys-dark-duet-party.html' title='Cadbury&apos;s Dark Duet Party'/><author><name>Mihir.S.Bijur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11721335752095530452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JlTkSK8cBZQ/TFQ4ZJAe9CI/AAAAAAAAAoY/qY9YaA0r1tU/S220/137285576.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3233216806746872395.post-5202615961617837125</id><published>2010-11-17T13:58:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2010-11-17T14:04:52.702+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Customer Care On Twitter - Thumb Rules</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="970321807-17112010"&gt; &lt;ul style="MARGIN-TOP: 0in" type="disc"&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; tab-stops: list .5in"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Always  use CRISP yet SIMPLE language in your communication  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; tab-stops: list .5in"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Never  hesitate to use the words ‘PLEASE’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="970321807-17112010"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;‘THANK  YOU’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="970321807-17112010"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;‘&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="970321807-17112010"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;SORRY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="970321807-17112010"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt; FOR THE  INCONVENIENCE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;’ where applicable  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; tab-stops: list .5in"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Always  address yourself as ‘WE’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="970321807-17112010"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;when representing a brand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; tab-stops: list .5in"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;PROOFREAD  your typed 140 characters thoroughly before tweeting. A tweet once gone through  can only be deleted from their server before the next refresh, which happens  FAST  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; tab-stops: list .5in"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;If  not sure, always take a SECOND OPINION on which tweet to reply to &amp;amp; which to  ignore  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; tab-stops: list .5in"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;If  someone is thanking you for resolving their problem, don’t hesitate to reply  with ‘YOU’RE ALWAYS WELCOME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="970321807-17112010"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;  :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;’  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; tab-stops: list .5in"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Twitter  crowd is intelligent &amp;amp; can catch your bluff. Always be GENUINE, WARM &amp;amp;  HUMBLE in every tweet that you choose to reply to, REGARDLESS of how much the  person is trying to ridicule/abuse you  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; tab-stops: list .5in"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;When  there is a complaint&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="970321807-17112010"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt; &amp;amp; people gang up for it,  never address the CROWD. Only address the person the complaint belongs  to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;. On the other hand when people collectively appreciate your effort.  THANK THEM ALL  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; tab-stops: list .5in"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Never  ADDRESS anyone informally even if they get very warm &amp;amp; personal.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-list: l1 level1 lfo2; tab-stops: list .5in"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Never  ever warn anyone against use profanity in tweets directed towards you. IGNORANCE  is truly bliss!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-list: l1 level1 lfo2; tab-stops: list .5in"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Enjoy conversations. They are all HUMAN :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3233216806746872395-5202615961617837125?l=mihirbijur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mihirbijur.blogspot.com/feeds/5202615961617837125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3233216806746872395&amp;postID=5202615961617837125' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3233216806746872395/posts/default/5202615961617837125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3233216806746872395/posts/default/5202615961617837125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mihirbijur.blogspot.com/2010/11/customer-care-on-twitter-thumb-rules.html' title='Customer Care On Twitter - Thumb Rules'/><author><name>Mihir.S.Bijur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11721335752095530452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JlTkSK8cBZQ/TFQ4ZJAe9CI/AAAAAAAAAoY/qY9YaA0r1tU/S220/137285576.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3233216806746872395.post-5675214702341069550</id><published>2010-10-21T13:38:00.011+05:30</published><updated>2011-09-24T21:01:00.594+05:30</updated><title type='text'>"What is #embee???!"</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I do get a lot of questions about what this '&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;#&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;embee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;' is, that people keep adding to songs they post on twitter. So here I am to make it smooth and simple!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;#&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;embee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;is nothing but a &lt;/span&gt;unique &amp;amp; effective &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;playlist&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;with the&lt;/span&gt; most brilliant music recommendations &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;by&lt;/span&gt; twitter users &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;with some&lt;/span&gt; amazing music taste.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;You may now wonder, why I called it unique &amp;amp; how it is different from a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;#&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;NowPlaying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt; or a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;#&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;CLT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;? right?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;The answer is simple. Unlike random #&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;CLT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt; or #&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;NowPlaying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt; songs, most &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;#&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;embee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt; recommendations come with a link to watch/hear the songs online. This makes listening to songs you may have never heard of till date, very convenient. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;It ends the misery of remembering/searching on google, the names of songs tweeted so you may log in &amp;amp; listen to later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;It archives all brilliant recommendations under one roof for quick access &amp;amp; an even quicker listen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;#&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;embee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt; doesn't end there. It is also a one stop shop for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;amazing lyrics&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;favourite lines &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&amp;amp; &lt;/span&gt;trivia &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;from songs which tickle your nostalgic senses.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;So if I were to sum it all up, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;#&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;embee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt; is a simple one-stop-shop &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;playlist&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt; which if followed &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;regularly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt; can turn into your finest time machine :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Oh yes! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;It is accessed by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;lakhs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt; (&amp;amp; growing number) of people around the world each day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;. So keep adding your music. Become an &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;#&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;embee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt; DJ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt; today!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;If you're a music lover, this IS what you need. If you're not, there is always a good time to be one :) After all, it's music that truly binds us all together!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Click on the title of this post to read #embee recommendations&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3233216806746872395-5675214702341069550?l=mihirbijur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://twitter.com/#!/search/realtime/%23embee' title='&quot;What is #embee???!&quot;'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mihirbijur.blogspot.com/feeds/5675214702341069550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3233216806746872395&amp;postID=5675214702341069550' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3233216806746872395/posts/default/5675214702341069550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3233216806746872395/posts/default/5675214702341069550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mihirbijur.blogspot.com/2010/10/what-is-embee.html' title='&quot;What is #embee???!&quot;'/><author><name>Mihir.S.Bijur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11721335752095530452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JlTkSK8cBZQ/TFQ4ZJAe9CI/AAAAAAAAAoY/qY9YaA0r1tU/S220/137285576.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3233216806746872395.post-7720594180000204227</id><published>2010-04-29T23:09:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2010-05-23T02:48:24.769+05:30</updated><title type='text'>A Step Behind</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"&gt;Sometimes faith is all you're left with..&lt;br /&gt;To believe in a light when blind..&lt;br /&gt;To walk a limbless road with a smile held high..&lt;br /&gt;.. Just to hide your fear from your tear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You think to yourself, this is not what life is about..&lt;br /&gt;This is not why the stars in the night twinkled throughout..&lt;br /&gt;Why each word was a song to your soul's delight..&lt;br /&gt;.. Just to hide your fear from your tear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caught in a crowd, yet lost on your own..&lt;br /&gt;Where your sunlight bright is blind to your moon..&lt;br /&gt;You stand tall though your heart is on the floor..&lt;br /&gt;.. Just to hide your fear from your tear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3233216806746872395-7720594180000204227?l=mihirbijur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mihirbijur.blogspot.com/feeds/7720594180000204227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3233216806746872395&amp;postID=7720594180000204227' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3233216806746872395/posts/default/7720594180000204227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3233216806746872395/posts/default/7720594180000204227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mihirbijur.blogspot.com/2010/04/dd.html' title='A Step Behind'/><author><name>Mihir.S.Bijur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11721335752095530452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JlTkSK8cBZQ/TFQ4ZJAe9CI/AAAAAAAAAoY/qY9YaA0r1tU/S220/137285576.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3233216806746872395.post-9045653210665817328</id><published>2010-03-07T01:35:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2010-03-07T01:43:32.122+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Your Song...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I walk your path,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; Winding roads that stray,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; From the wrongs I've done,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; To the rights you've prayed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; You're the light that guides,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; Each step that I take,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; You're my smile that's dawned,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; On my long lonesome lake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; If I had never met you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; I'd be a glance that's blind,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; To the heaven that's you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; To your breath that's mine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;When I cry, I cry your tears,&lt;br /&gt;I only live to see you smile,&lt;br /&gt;If you're not here with me,&lt;br /&gt;I wonder why I'm alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're my magic moment unseen,&lt;br /&gt;Yet I feel each breath you sigh,&lt;br /&gt;My life's not what it's been,&lt;br /&gt;I will be your force you make divine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; I wish I could hold you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; Show you where you've belonged,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; Since the birth of time,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; With each word of this song..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;     &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3233216806746872395-9045653210665817328?l=mihirbijur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mihirbijur.blogspot.com/feeds/9045653210665817328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3233216806746872395&amp;postID=9045653210665817328' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3233216806746872395/posts/default/9045653210665817328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3233216806746872395/posts/default/9045653210665817328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mihirbijur.blogspot.com/2010/03/your-song.html' title='Your Song...'/><author><name>Mihir.S.Bijur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11721335752095530452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JlTkSK8cBZQ/TFQ4ZJAe9CI/AAAAAAAAAoY/qY9YaA0r1tU/S220/137285576.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3233216806746872395.post-6611624282539770668</id><published>2009-09-05T19:40:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-09-05T19:46:10.490+05:30</updated><title type='text'>One Night</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  class="post-body entry-content" style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; This is a song i had written a couple of years ago..it is my idea of sensuality.. my perception of the purest form of intimate human expression - making love..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;One night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your hair on my shoulders,&lt;br /&gt;The smile on your face,&lt;br /&gt;Sweet smell of your skin and&lt;br /&gt;The look in your eyes.&lt;br /&gt;The rain on the window,&lt;br /&gt;The candles inside, yeah!&lt;br /&gt;It’s just you and me, now!&lt;br /&gt;I want you tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I don’t need,&lt;br /&gt;Another day,&lt;br /&gt;To tell you how much,&lt;br /&gt;You're driving me crazy.&lt;br /&gt;You’re in my arms,&lt;br /&gt;Those lips I wanna kiss,&lt;br /&gt;This body and soul I,&lt;br /&gt;Just cannot resist, yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your skin on my skin and&lt;br /&gt;Our fingers so tied up,&lt;br /&gt;Our bodies are hot with&lt;br /&gt;Our burning desires.&lt;br /&gt;I see your face right&lt;br /&gt;So close next to mine&lt;br /&gt;I wanna kiss you all over&lt;br /&gt;Every day, every night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your breath on my face&lt;br /&gt;Your body on mine&lt;br /&gt;I wanna give you a ride on&lt;br /&gt;That feeling divine, yeah!&lt;br /&gt;I’m gonna touch you&lt;br /&gt;Like never before&lt;br /&gt;Make you curl up your toes&lt;br /&gt;Make you crave for more, yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanna make this night forever last,&lt;br /&gt;Gonna give you more than you may ask,&lt;br /&gt;Make you sweat like you,&lt;br /&gt;Make you sweat like you,&lt;br /&gt;Make you sweat like you bathe till eternity.&lt;br /&gt;Get you higher than the clouds that pass!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I run my fingers&lt;br /&gt;All over your body&lt;br /&gt;Give the chill down your spine&lt;br /&gt;And that feeling you wanted.&lt;br /&gt;Our hair is all messed up&lt;br /&gt;Our bodies so tired&lt;br /&gt;Now we’re under the shower&lt;br /&gt;To cool down this fire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our bodies are wet&lt;br /&gt;But the heat is still on&lt;br /&gt;I take you up in my arms&lt;br /&gt;‘Coz that’s where you belong, yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The window’s open&lt;br /&gt;The moon’s hit the floor&lt;br /&gt;As we are under these showers&lt;br /&gt;I give you some more, yeah!!&lt;br /&gt;Love!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- spacer for skins that want sidebar and main to be the same height--&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3233216806746872395-6611624282539770668?l=mihirbijur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mihirbijur.blogspot.com/feeds/6611624282539770668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3233216806746872395&amp;postID=6611624282539770668' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3233216806746872395/posts/default/6611624282539770668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3233216806746872395/posts/default/6611624282539770668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mihirbijur.blogspot.com/2009/09/one-night.html' title='One Night'/><author><name>Mihir.S.Bijur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11721335752095530452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JlTkSK8cBZQ/TFQ4ZJAe9CI/AAAAAAAAAoY/qY9YaA0r1tU/S220/137285576.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3233216806746872395.post-5246155132818012986</id><published>2009-04-03T10:59:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2009-04-03T11:27:44.674+05:30</updated><title type='text'>A Time There Is..That Was</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;A moment here but gone.. a strength, a cut, I bleed,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; A shadow now unknown.. standing on broken knees,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; A faith that had a dream.. dies &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;waiting&lt;/span&gt; for a piece,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; A shattered million me.. no strength to carry on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; A hand that lost the way.. a promise left behind,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; When peace refused to stay.. a tearful tired eye,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; A glimpse that skipped a beat.. now &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;staring&lt;/span&gt; at denial,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; A shattered million me.. no strength to carry on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Old age, a cold park bench.. the warmth i feel inside,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; A thought that never ends.. has lost the will to try,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; A heartbeat left alone.. can do &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;nothing&lt;/span&gt; but cry,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; A shattered million me.. no strength to carry on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; A shattered million me.. no strength to carry on..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; A shattered million me.. no strength to carry on...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3233216806746872395-5246155132818012986?l=mihirbijur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mihirbijur.blogspot.com/feeds/5246155132818012986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3233216806746872395&amp;postID=5246155132818012986' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3233216806746872395/posts/default/5246155132818012986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3233216806746872395/posts/default/5246155132818012986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mihirbijur.blogspot.com/2009/04/time-there-isthat-was.html' title='A Time There Is..That Was'/><author><name>Mihir.S.Bijur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11721335752095530452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JlTkSK8cBZQ/TFQ4ZJAe9CI/AAAAAAAAAoY/qY9YaA0r1tU/S220/137285576.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3233216806746872395.post-3952090165532561146</id><published>2008-12-01T18:54:00.010+05:30</published><updated>2008-12-01T22:49:17.816+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Waves Of Death.. Waves Of Anger !</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" face="times new roman"&gt;Life as we know it will never be the same,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" face="times new roman"&gt;Hearts shattered with the glass on those panes,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" face="times new roman"&gt;The pride that invoked with every first step,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" face="times new roman"&gt;Has turned into fear lingering in each lane.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" face="times new roman"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s strange how quickly time can change pace,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" face="times new roman"&gt;A moment of celebration turned into the last aisle,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" face="times new roman"&gt;Making ends meet made the young bleed,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" face="times new roman"&gt;While tears back home awaited their smile.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" face="times new roman"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The devil's footsteps came as silent as can be,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" face="times new roman"&gt;But his roar was dismissed by countless sleeping ears,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" face="times new roman"&gt;The death in his eyes grew grimmer &amp;amp; real,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" face="times new roman"&gt;A smile on his face with no story to reveal.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" face="times new roman"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It rained cold red while faith died that day,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" face="times new roman"&gt;Thunder seemed soft while the land roared louder,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" face="times new roman"&gt;The waters sailed death right into our track,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" face="times new roman"&gt;While man’s mortal gods hid safe behind our backs.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" face="times new roman"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Death knows no mother while the child cries blood,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" face="times new roman"&gt;Death knows no father or a last meal served,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" face="times new roman"&gt;But a death struck well due to blind governing eyes,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" face="times new roman"&gt;Is a holocaust paid well for by each one of us that cry.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" face="times new roman"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" face="times new roman"&gt;&lt;style&gt; &lt;!--  /* Style Definitions */ p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal  {mso-style-parent:"";  margin:0in;  margin-bottom:.0001pt;  mso-pagination:widow-orphan;  font-size:12.0pt;  font-family:"Times New Roman";  mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";} h1  {mso-style-next:Normal;  margin:0in;  margin-bottom:.0001pt;  mso-pagination:widow-orphan;  page-break-after:avoid;  mso-outline-level:1;  font-size:12.0pt;  font-family:"Times New Roman";  mso-font-kerning:0pt;  font-weight:normal;  font-style:italic;} @page Section1  {size:8.5in 11.0in;  margin:1.0in 1.25in 1.0in 1.25in;  mso-header-margin:.5in;  mso-footer-margin:.5in;  mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1  {page:Section1;} --&gt; &lt;/style&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" face="times new roman"&gt;So think twice before you avoid that ballot,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" face="times new roman"&gt;You are the power of change, the reason to gain,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="FONT-FAMILY: times new roman"&gt;White cap servants have forgotten what fear is like,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;It’s time for the blue dot to inflict pain again!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3233216806746872395-3952090165532561146?l=mihirbijur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mihirbijur.blogspot.com/feeds/3952090165532561146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3233216806746872395&amp;postID=3952090165532561146' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3233216806746872395/posts/default/3952090165532561146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3233216806746872395/posts/default/3952090165532561146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mihirbijur.blogspot.com/2008/12/waves-of-death-waves-of-anger.html' title='Waves Of Death.. Waves Of Anger !'/><author><name>Mihir.S.Bijur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11721335752095530452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JlTkSK8cBZQ/TFQ4ZJAe9CI/AAAAAAAAAoY/qY9YaA0r1tU/S220/137285576.jpg'/></author><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3233216806746872395.post-4836635477497445933</id><published>2008-10-21T16:08:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2008-12-01T22:27:18.336+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Mahatma Gandhi's 3 Monkeys.. of 2008 !</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;‘’Don’t hear evil’ – Not all popular beliefs are right.&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;‘The British ruled over India for over 400 years before they left our country divided’&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Did they??!! Gauging by the state of the county today &amp;amp; non-secular approach of its people, I do not think we even needed the British to attempt a division when we can do it with better efficiency and accuracy!!! Infact I think they were so successful with the East India Company because we might have taught them a thing or two about how man made religion can eradicate mankind itself! We educated the already educated on life and how to end it!!! .. &lt;b&gt;Yes we are smart indeed !!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: normal;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;‘Don’t see evil’ – Not all actions should be tolerable&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;‘India is a young democracy’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Are We??!! We’re young alright, but are we truly democratic?! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="FONT-FAMILY: times new roman"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Our right to live&lt;/b&gt; is dependent on the following ‘city commandments’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="FONT-FAMILY: times new roman"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;1) The caste/community/religion we belong to.. in comparison to..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="FONT-FAMILY: times new roman"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;2) The language we speak.. in comparison to..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="FONT-FAMILY: times new roman"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;3) The city we live in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="FONT-FAMILY: times new roman"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;If you can relate to even a single point mentioned above, you either change who you are as individuals to please the dimwit, petty, anti social elements or move city after city till you have no place to run.. We’re forced to be prisoners of our religion/caste/community.. &lt;b&gt;Yes, freedom indeed !!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="FONT-FAMILY: times new roman"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="FONT-FAMILY: times new roman"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: normal;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;‘Don’t speak evil’ – Not all laws are legal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="FONT-FAMILY: times new roman"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;‘We’re a growing economy.. Our transition from a developing country to a developed country is not far away’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="FONT-FAMILY: times new roman"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Is it??! We’re growing alright.. Growing hatred, anti secularism &amp;amp; ‘so not out of the box’ thinking in the minds of the young.. Have you even wondered why a fisherman leaves an open basket of crabs on its own when he goes out to fish again? It is because he knows that even though they aspire to come out in the open they will never come out or let any other go out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="FONT-FAMILY: times new roman"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Our so-called ‘cultured’ society is the basket, opportunity is the open and we’re the crabs who struggle to effectively inscribe our identity through possible opportunities. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="FONT-FAMILY: times new roman"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Coming to think of it, if we made laws of society, who governs it and who exactly are we answerable to??? If you cannot get an answer convincing enough to please your conscience.. &lt;b&gt;you’re a crab too my friend&lt;/b&gt;…a developed county depends on a developed society.. &lt;b&gt;Hmmm, we’re developed indeed !!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3233216806746872395-4836635477497445933?l=mihirbijur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mihirbijur.blogspot.com/feeds/4836635477497445933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3233216806746872395&amp;postID=4836635477497445933' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3233216806746872395/posts/default/4836635477497445933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3233216806746872395/posts/default/4836635477497445933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mihirbijur.blogspot.com/2008/10/mahatma-gandhis-3-monkeys-of-2008.html' title='Mahatma Gandhi&apos;s 3 Monkeys.. of 2008 !'/><author><name>Mihir.S.Bijur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11721335752095530452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JlTkSK8cBZQ/TFQ4ZJAe9CI/AAAAAAAAAoY/qY9YaA0r1tU/S220/137285576.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3233216806746872395.post-5954568829743487126</id><published>2008-06-19T18:06:00.009+05:30</published><updated>2011-05-30T18:54:41.594+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Life is Music INDEED !</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Life is Music... How many times have we heard that before?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Musicians use this term to express themselves... It also makes a perfect slogan on a rebel guitar case... Some have also used it in irrelevant cellular TVCs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Whatever be the case, there is a deeper truth to it than what seems...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Have you ever thought about how true the term actually is??!.. Yes it’ll be the 11&lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; commandment for some who might realize the following:-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Close your eyes and think of a song... Any song!.. Watch it take you back in time to a memory in your life when you heard it for the first time... or a time when u witnessed someone crush your heart before your own eyes, whilst it played softly in the background.. a time when your soul froze to a shock of something you weren’t expecting to hear, whilst it played on a broken down radio at the local Irani restaurant... at the closest beach when you were spending time with yourself, staring in the middle of nowhere, trying to solve the riddles of life and a loud cab just passed you by... Let’s call this memory a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;music point&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Music is a powerful tool if used right! It can control your mindset, it holds this incredible power to decide the kind of person you are and can be... Think about it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Your life is a jukebox and every slice of time stacked in it is a song... Every song that you have heard in the past or will hear from now on holds the power to make you emote...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;It becomes a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;music point&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; in your subconscious mind and makes you re-live the feelings attached to it, whenever you hear it next !..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;The best part is, you don't even have to love music for this! its purely subconscious !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Once you have realized this simple logic, you can slowly and steadily unleash and exploit the power of music to control your frame of mind.. to build you up when you’re low and keep you in check when you think you’re flying too high for your ground... It’s all a matter of shuffling those tracks on your player to suit the occasion... Try it out... ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Yes, thaaat’s what I am talking about! :) .. Life is Music INDEED! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3233216806746872395-5954568829743487126?l=mihirbijur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mihirbijur.blogspot.com/feeds/5954568829743487126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3233216806746872395&amp;postID=5954568829743487126' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3233216806746872395/posts/default/5954568829743487126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3233216806746872395/posts/default/5954568829743487126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mihirbijur.blogspot.com/2008/06/life-is-music-indeed.html' title='Life is Music INDEED !'/><author><name>Mihir.S.Bijur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11721335752095530452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JlTkSK8cBZQ/TFQ4ZJAe9CI/AAAAAAAAAoY/qY9YaA0r1tU/S220/137285576.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3233216806746872395.post-6863425531309174404</id><published>2008-02-19T12:53:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2008-06-26T17:08:36.564+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Valentine's Day Contest in office..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;This is my entry for the Vday greeting card contest held in office..&lt;br /&gt;It's not your typical card I know but it is based on a V'day that I spent at an old age home way back in college.&lt;br /&gt;This is true life depiction based on the pain I felt in the old lady's eyes &amp;amp; words..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:times new roman;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Staring in the open with time at hand...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:times new roman;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;You search your closet for happier times...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:times new roman;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The morning tea doesn’t taste the same...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:times new roman;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Yet...I’m with you my stranger, I’m with you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:times new roman;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:times new roman;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:times new roman;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Gave up your time for your family’s smiles...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:times new roman;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Balanced the moods of your future and your past...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:times new roman;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;You walked down the isle once, now you stare at the dial...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:times new roman;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Yet…I’m with you my stranger, I’m with you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:times new roman;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:times new roman;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:times new roman;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;You held tiny palms when they didn’t know the way...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:times new roman;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;You hugged them tight, didn’t let life stray...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:times new roman;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Now they’re far away and you’re on your own...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:times new roman;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Yet... I’m with you my stranger, I’m with you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:times new roman;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:times new roman;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:times new roman;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Now time is all you have, sitting in this foster home...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:times new roman;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;No office hustle bustle, no candles, wine &amp;amp; dine...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:times new roman;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Hope my words bring back memories; hope you never feel alone...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;I don’t want to be a stranger, will you be my Valentine... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3233216806746872395-6863425531309174404?l=mihirbijur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mihirbijur.blogspot.com/feeds/6863425531309174404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3233216806746872395&amp;postID=6863425531309174404' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3233216806746872395/posts/default/6863425531309174404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3233216806746872395/posts/default/6863425531309174404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mihirbijur.blogspot.com/2008/02/valentines-day-contest-in-office.html' title='Valentine&apos;s Day Contest in office..'/><author><name>Mihir.S.Bijur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11721335752095530452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JlTkSK8cBZQ/TFQ4ZJAe9CI/AAAAAAAAAoY/qY9YaA0r1tU/S220/137285576.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3233216806746872395.post-631327056227416022</id><published>2007-05-25T12:28:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-05-28T19:39:56.339+05:30</updated><title type='text'>The Perfect 'Connection'...</title><content type='html'>It's funny how people believe that alcohol kills your gray cells.. because if you actually think of it, the best ideas are not just thought of when in the 'loo'.. there's an addition to that phrase now.. its called 'over a drink'. Now don't get me wrong, I'm not promoting a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Mallya&lt;/span&gt; here! but no matter how much you talk about the adverse effects of alcohol, you know you've had the best time when it's in your stream ! and if you've never had it, you've been tempted &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;atleast&lt;/span&gt; ONCE to try it out!!! now don't you lie to yourself, okay?! :)&lt;br /&gt;Ever wondered whats the&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; 'connection'&lt;/span&gt; between alcohol and shedding inhibitions??? it's often mistaken to be the resultant lack of focus on things around.. but i disagree !! it's not the lack of focus on things around.. but a sharpened focus on only one thing at a time that is the key to that brain at ease, those sleepy eyes, those uncalled for smiles &amp; on a philosophical level.. a successful life !!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Connection' &lt;/span&gt;is a funny concept with undue importance given to it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever interacted with someone and realised that you guys just click!!.. am sure you feel you have, at some point in your life!! we term this &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'click'&lt;/span&gt; as a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'connection'&lt;/span&gt; and instantly believe that it doesn't happen to us often.&lt;br /&gt;The fact of the matter is, this&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; 'connection'&lt;/span&gt; happens to us ..ALL... THE.. TIME.. even on the same level !!! ..only the aspects and the number of aspects involved change! why &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;wouldn't&lt;/span&gt; it happen to us all the time??!! after all.. if you look closely, all the people that you interact with on a regular basis are welcome in your life because you see obvious traces of you in them!!.. think about it!!.. see??!!.. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'connection'&lt;/span&gt; !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, is this &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'connection'&lt;/span&gt; the reason for all successful relationships in your life?!!  Ironically it's not this &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'connection' &lt;/span&gt;but the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'disconnection' &lt;/span&gt;with your loved ones which keeps your world together..keeps you coming back to them..&lt;br /&gt;If there was no night.. why would you smile at a bright morning??&lt;br /&gt;If there was no pain.. how would you be so strong?!&lt;br /&gt;If there was no eventual death.. would you even truly 'live' your life??!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'disconnection'&lt;/span&gt; is the most important aspect of life!!! because it always results in mutual respect..stronger optimism..and a new found one each time you come back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoever said "You will never know what you've got till it's gone" can @#$%&amp;*%&lt;br /&gt;I say " You will only know what was gone till you get it" :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think +&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;ve&lt;/span&gt;.. disconnect every once in a while..&lt;br /&gt;Always remember..Floyd &amp;amp; Freud both believed in '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;coming back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;to life' &lt;/span&gt;!!!!!! ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3233216806746872395-631327056227416022?l=mihirbijur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mihirbijur.blogspot.com/feeds/631327056227416022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3233216806746872395&amp;postID=631327056227416022' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3233216806746872395/posts/default/631327056227416022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3233216806746872395/posts/default/631327056227416022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mihirbijur.blogspot.com/2007/05/perfect-connection.html' title='The Perfect &apos;Connection&apos;...'/><author><name>Mihir.S.Bijur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11721335752095530452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JlTkSK8cBZQ/TFQ4ZJAe9CI/AAAAAAAAAoY/qY9YaA0r1tU/S220/137285576.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3233216806746872395.post-7541616400835816405</id><published>2007-05-05T12:57:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2010-05-05T14:02:43.362+05:30</updated><title type='text'>By The Sea...</title><content type='html'>... I had an interesting chat with a friend two nights back... She told me that she felt like a rock amidst the ocean, where people, like the waves just come and go...Interesting huh?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like the analogy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then, I thought to myself, why do the waves just come and go?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't they know that although living in denial, the rock wants to be accepted and yet is forced to not budge... its for a reason?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't the rock know that waves keep coming back each time and yet are forced to go away, for a reason?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is to blame for this recurring phenomenon? …circumstance? or a higher power?....  I'm sure that most will blame PURPOSE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PURPOSE has different interpretations.. some call it FATE - the already decided destiny... some call it KARMA - your good deeds trying to measure up to your bad ones..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel PURPOSE might eventually end up being FATE &amp;amp; KARMA - 'something to blame' i.e..but it starts with you....You are your guardian angel...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one can ever make you feel any emotion, unless you want them to.. think about it.. We surrender pieces of our soul to each one we interact with, give them the right to make us emote and then start questioning our FATE &amp;amp; KARMA with " why me?!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are so impulsive with all the wrong things and so cautious with the right ones !!!&lt;br /&gt;Yes, we humans are one confused lot and have an interesting, age old habit... we take the things which are most important to us, for granted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think about your heartbeat... although it works harder than you do… its existence is hardly noticed... till one fine day it loses its rhythm, and you, your groove!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think about your breath, people write songs about it being taken away but again... it's existence is hardly noticed.. till one fine day you run out of it and life runs out on you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the same with our relationships, our daily routine, our choice of words e.t.c&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only we realize that in Life..small things are truly the BIGGEST.. we would not need words like FATE &amp;amp; KARMA to blame..&lt;br /&gt;After all, Life is all about meager pleasures only...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3233216806746872395-7541616400835816405?l=mihirbijur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mihirbijur.blogspot.com/feeds/7541616400835816405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3233216806746872395&amp;postID=7541616400835816405' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3233216806746872395/posts/default/7541616400835816405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3233216806746872395/posts/default/7541616400835816405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mihirbijur.blogspot.com/2007/05/by-sea.html' title='By The Sea...'/><author><name>Mihir.S.Bijur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11721335752095530452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JlTkSK8cBZQ/TFQ4ZJAe9CI/AAAAAAAAAoY/qY9YaA0r1tU/S220/137285576.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3233216806746872395.post-4347669704692310224</id><published>2007-05-03T20:19:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-05-03T21:14:35.961+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Wide Open Spaces ...</title><content type='html'>... As I woke up this morning, all seemed so bright and welcoming, little did I know that things change in an instant, I mean even the Earth rotates at a different angle each second. It's funny how everything can be related to astronomy, if you want to.. it's all a game of the stars and the moons. The stars come up when everything is quiet and shine the brightest in darkness. We humans are no different, We are at our best when alone.. no feeling of apprehension, you are your own king/queen in your own kingdom.. a world where you are yourself and yet surprisingly feel at your best! Well, not everybody feels at their best when forced to be alone to question themselves in the still of the night.. but then again not all stars in the sky shine the brightest, now do they?!!! ...&lt;br /&gt;The moon and the earth,  look so good together.. reminds me of eternal love..that perfect relationship which we all seek.. hanging in there, right by each other.. regardless of any eclipse.. but ever wondered what keeps that attraction going?!! well its the space between the two entities.. If any one of them were to cramp up on the others space.. they would inevitably set it afloat in the wide open freedom ...&lt;br /&gt;The Sun is no different, It's the supreme being.. it's the very reason for the existence of the 10 planets ( Yes! Poseidon is the 10th!!! ) and everything around it.. but have you ever thought about what the sun must be going through?! I think If it were human, It would be someone with the lowest self esteem..someone with everything yet nothing at all !!! Imagine being someone, who everybody looks up to yet someone nobody wants to get close to.. full of fire &amp; warmth yet constantly living with the fear of destroying anything it comes close to.. burning with  loneliness with every second that passes by..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So..the next time when you get lost in your confused self and seek shelter in the sky by gazing at it in the night.. ask yourself, who is seeking shelter in whom???.. because the very sparkles in the sky that you are trying to embrace.. are entities with their own problems, lost in their confused selves gazing for shelter in you..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3233216806746872395-4347669704692310224?l=mihirbijur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mihirbijur.blogspot.com/feeds/4347669704692310224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3233216806746872395&amp;postID=4347669704692310224' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3233216806746872395/posts/default/4347669704692310224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3233216806746872395/posts/default/4347669704692310224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mihirbijur.blogspot.com/2007/05/wide-open-spaces.html' title='Wide Open Spaces ...'/><author><name>Mihir.S.Bijur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11721335752095530452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JlTkSK8cBZQ/TFQ4ZJAe9CI/AAAAAAAAAoY/qY9YaA0r1tU/S220/137285576.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3233216806746872395.post-7873948331792815240</id><published>2007-05-02T21:42:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-09-23T14:07:26.030+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slipping in the hours of time,&lt;br /&gt;My days like words just didn't Rhyme,&lt;br /&gt;Slices of Time still haunt My Mind,&lt;br /&gt;Crashing down like the crimson tide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blood, Red wine and everything between,&lt;br /&gt;I've painted my life with colours so blind,&lt;br /&gt;Things that I saw &amp;amp; never really seen,&lt;br /&gt;Held on to those bonds that were meant to be,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Twisting and turning I spun my way around,&lt;br /&gt;Slept the wildest dreams. Swam all the way...to drown,&lt;br /&gt;Wiped the tears I never really cried,&lt;br /&gt;Fell to rise again. Rose to just fall down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the way up the short seen hill,&lt;br /&gt;I've counted the stones roll down,&lt;br /&gt;Died a thousand deaths just to be born,&lt;br /&gt;Walked a million miles to Stop where I belong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The light in this Journey. My friends in misery,&lt;br /&gt;Gave me nothing yet everything I’ve got,&lt;br /&gt;The sweet sting of pain. The fire through the cold,&lt;br /&gt;Held a Conversation when words did mean a lot...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything I’ve got is everything I’ve lost,&lt;br /&gt;My thoughts my soul shattered all over the place,&lt;br /&gt;Weaving them together I’ve spent my own time,&lt;br /&gt;I've walked here as one to finally fall from grace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life goes on like it always does,&lt;br /&gt;Leaving traces of you and I...&lt;br /&gt;Those glimpses you'll see are not just of me...&lt;br /&gt;But the world I’ve gladly left behind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is a Book, opened up wide,&lt;br /&gt;What is read is what you write,&lt;br /&gt;The white, the black, the pages left dead,&lt;br /&gt;The pages unwritten but still meant to be read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been quite a while since I’ve met myself,&lt;br /&gt;I think I’ll stop a mile &amp;amp; see the world go by,&lt;br /&gt;Now I see people scream just to run away from silence,&lt;br /&gt;I hear loud silence. I’m taking what's mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing can stop what is meant to be,&lt;br /&gt;Looking back at the faces I learn,&lt;br /&gt;Your heart and mind never have the same way,&lt;br /&gt;On this long hard road with. Yet without someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd love to be. What the world could never see,&lt;br /&gt;They'd love to Rip me down...&amp;amp; Smile,&lt;br /&gt;It's the emotion I wish that someone would understand,&lt;br /&gt;This emotion I’ve saved for U &amp;amp; I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Arms wide open, yet my world so small,&lt;br /&gt;I search for somebody, whom I’ve already met,&lt;br /&gt;This time I’ve spent waiting really makes me think,&lt;br /&gt;Should I be the one who gives? Or the one who really gets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's tough to think sometimes,&lt;br /&gt;When your thoughts are soaked in pain,&lt;br /&gt;To gather them dry I’ve spent a million breaths,&lt;br /&gt;Now the sun shines Bright but still I sadly wonder,&lt;br /&gt;Dying is Life, so is life really Death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You live you learn, you love you burn,&lt;br /&gt;You twist and turn to get what u want,&lt;br /&gt;You wait and wait, as it's never too late,&lt;br /&gt;You wait for the moment &amp;amp; the moment has gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've seen so much; I’ve seen it so early,&lt;br /&gt;But I haven’t seen it all in this world so deep,&lt;br /&gt;I hope I now see it as I grow through my years,&lt;br /&gt;I hope at the end I’ve sweet memories to keep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's only so much I can say so please don't run away,&lt;br /&gt;From what we share together,&lt;br /&gt;I'm a player not the game &amp;amp; I do not feel the shame,&lt;br /&gt;…It’s rules that are not forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So at the end of the day I feel,&lt;br /&gt;You take to give, wake up to live,&lt;br /&gt;So why give alone, why live alone,&lt;br /&gt;When all that you've lived for is here. But gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I go through these times again and again,&lt;br /&gt;Those few mere pleasures that really mean a lot,&lt;br /&gt;That one close friend who's not just the same,&lt;br /&gt;That one close friend who's now closer than I thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started off with you on my mind,&lt;br /&gt;I've wanted you badly. You’ll never understand,&lt;br /&gt;Now I’ve ended up with you in my heart,&lt;br /&gt;Now I’m closer than I thought &amp;amp; I’ve left everything behind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A line of words struck a chord in my heart,&lt;br /&gt;Just a line spoke Volumes By Far,&lt;br /&gt;No time to spend. No now. No then,&lt;br /&gt;So much to say but I don't know when.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're the music to my ears,&lt;br /&gt;When I cry I cry your tears,&lt;br /&gt;When I cry. I want you near me,&lt;br /&gt;When I die. I want you near me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now all that I’m left to see,&lt;br /&gt;So much to say. Words are what I need,&lt;br /&gt;It's you I can't do without,&lt;br /&gt;Please stay the same... you are a part of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who would have thought that a boy like me would ever make believe?&lt;br /&gt;Believe in something &amp;amp; someone like never before,&lt;br /&gt;Who would have thought that a boy like me would get in so deep?&lt;br /&gt;So deep that alone. I cannot reach the shore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joy is rejoice for not being sad,&lt;br /&gt;Pain is remembrance that u should never be too glad,&lt;br /&gt;Smile is to tell everybody that you're not really down.&lt;br /&gt;Tears pour out so that your Heart may never drown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can never judge a person by the colour of his skin,&lt;br /&gt;So what is wrong with the world today?&lt;br /&gt;Does a winner take it all just because he wins?&lt;br /&gt;I'm done with all my cards, not many Aces to play...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is a road with twists and turns,&lt;br /&gt;It's in your face but you can't have it,&lt;br /&gt;It can be a candle, which will never burn,&lt;br /&gt;It can be a lesson you'll never learn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You lift me up, you throw me down,&lt;br /&gt;When I walk straight, you turn me around,&lt;br /&gt;You say you need time. Time to grow,&lt;br /&gt;You took your chances. I take mine now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So at the end of this, I have a thing to say,&lt;br /&gt;What u are, is not always what you've got,&lt;br /&gt;If you love somebody. Show it NOW,&lt;br /&gt;When u think...you're left all alone...YOU'RE NOT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dreams are not just for the tired eyes,&lt;br /&gt;My brow is wet. Patient tears they cry,&lt;br /&gt;Life is not all about earning what u get,&lt;br /&gt;My eyes steer low with my head held high.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The road is winding, in circles it drives&lt;br /&gt;The words you hear are not for your smiles&lt;br /&gt;Halt a while you have thoughts to think...&lt;br /&gt;Now the Clock runs faster but slower feels the mile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waves of esteem slash down on my shore,&lt;br /&gt;What all saw as stones are now rocks you must know,&lt;br /&gt;My life everyday day is slipping like the sand,&lt;br /&gt;The wind’s now dry but a storm is at hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hold my hand, I’ve forgotten what its like,&lt;br /&gt;What tears of joy are, have only tears that I cry,&lt;br /&gt;The pain like my smile is dying on my life,&lt;br /&gt;My smile like the joy is just another lie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Know what’s on the ground, when you’re looking ahead,&lt;br /&gt;Small things can slip right under your eye,&lt;br /&gt;How far u have come, is funny if you’re told,&lt;br /&gt;It’s not judged by your shoe, but often by its sole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting close to reality is a cold morsel of rice,&lt;br /&gt;It’s what is there but not satisfying to ones needs,&lt;br /&gt;It gets hard at the end of the pain everyday,&lt;br /&gt;It’s hard to swallow or spit it out anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life, their needs are not ours anymore,&lt;br /&gt;Age has made pain shift shoulders,&lt;br /&gt;All you have today will be over soon,&lt;br /&gt;Get a grip child...everyone gets older.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It took ages to build my castle,&lt;br /&gt;Took a minute to crash down,&lt;br /&gt;What do you do when you’re left all alone?&lt;br /&gt;                                                                    Seen my life? It’s nowhere to be found!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Live for your responsibilities, I tell myself,&lt;br /&gt;Do what you’re born for,&lt;br /&gt;If only I knew when this ends,&lt;br /&gt;I conquer one battle &amp;amp; there’s always one more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A womb is a grown up’s heaven,&lt;br /&gt;Life’s a twisted lane, an unfair bid,&lt;br /&gt;When you’re in, you want to come out,&lt;br /&gt;When you’re out, you wish you never did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3233216806746872395-7873948331792815240?l=mihirbijur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mihirbijur.blogspot.com/feeds/7873948331792815240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3233216806746872395&amp;postID=7873948331792815240' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3233216806746872395/posts/default/7873948331792815240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3233216806746872395/posts/default/7873948331792815240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mihirbijur.blogspot.com/2007/05/life-slipping-in-hours-of-time-my-days.html' title='Life'/><author><name>Mihir.S.Bijur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11721335752095530452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JlTkSK8cBZQ/TFQ4ZJAe9CI/AAAAAAAAAoY/qY9YaA0r1tU/S220/137285576.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3233216806746872395.post-2080119950095314168</id><published>2007-04-07T22:07:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-05-05T13:33:46.192+05:30</updated><title type='text'>You &amp; I - a song I wrote...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What am I without you,&lt;br /&gt;Oh baby! This life’s not the same.&lt;br /&gt;What I’ve done and what I’d do,&lt;br /&gt;Oh baby! I’m a player not the game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lost is what I feel,&lt;br /&gt;When I don’t have you next to me.&lt;br /&gt;Look into my eyes, girl,&lt;br /&gt;They speak more than they can see.&lt;br /&gt;What’s my life without you?&lt;br /&gt;It’s an unplayed symphony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hold me now,&lt;br /&gt;Show me love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am crazy for you,&lt;br /&gt;Oh baby! I’m crazy for your love.&lt;br /&gt;I was lower than low,&lt;br /&gt;See what you’ve done; now I’m higher than above.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You’re the reason why,&lt;br /&gt;You’re the song that I sing.&lt;br /&gt;You’re the reason why, girl,&lt;br /&gt;You’re the voice from within.&lt;br /&gt;You’re all I ever wanted,&lt;br /&gt;You’re the one I wanna kiss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hold me now,&lt;br /&gt;Show me love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They say never get too far away,&lt;br /&gt;Till you don’t know where you’ve gone.&lt;br /&gt;But you take me to those places, girl,&lt;br /&gt;Where I’ve never gone alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A single day without you,&lt;br /&gt;Oh baby! It’s like waiting all your life.&lt;br /&gt;Lets walk the way together,&lt;br /&gt;You’re my baby! You’re the beat that keeps me alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walked all over the stones,&lt;br /&gt;Lived this life I called my own.&lt;br /&gt;But, then you walked along,&lt;br /&gt;And I forgot where I started from.&lt;br /&gt;You’re a friend, the one I love,&lt;br /&gt;You’re my family, my own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You’ve held me up,&lt;br /&gt;You’ve shown me love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3233216806746872395-2080119950095314168?l=mihirbijur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3233216806746872395/posts/default/2080119950095314168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3233216806746872395/posts/default/2080119950095314168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mihirbijur.blogspot.com/2007/04/you-i.html' title='You &amp; I - a song I wrote...'/><author><name>Mihir.S.Bijur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11721335752095530452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JlTkSK8cBZQ/TFQ4ZJAe9CI/AAAAAAAAAoY/qY9YaA0r1tU/S220/137285576.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3233216806746872395.post-8004631174827745278</id><published>2007-04-06T21:09:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-04-06T22:05:41.164+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Thinking from an injured knee..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;I woke up this morning with a feeling of redemption,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Time to reap all that I have sown,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Efforts gone waste, a flavour that lost taste,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;The mindset of direction which refuses to flow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;The day runs slower than you want it to be,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;The summer sun sizzles on everything brown,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;As I lie in bed , thoughts fixated on a dream,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Flashes so many with intentions to lean on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3233216806746872395-8004631174827745278?l=mihirbijur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mihirbijur.blogspot.com/feeds/8004631174827745278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3233216806746872395&amp;postID=8004631174827745278' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3233216806746872395/posts/default/8004631174827745278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3233216806746872395/posts/default/8004631174827745278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mihirbijur.blogspot.com/2007/04/thinking-from-injured-knee.html' title='Thinking from an injured knee..'/><author><name>Mihir.S.Bijur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11721335752095530452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JlTkSK8cBZQ/TFQ4ZJAe9CI/AAAAAAAAAoY/qY9YaA0r1tU/S220/137285576.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
