<?xml version="1.0" encoding="iso-8859-1"?><rss version="1.0"><channel><title>Diary of EPSHIEPSHITA</title><link>http://epshiepshita.rediffiland.com/</link><description>Diary of EPSHIEPSHITA</description><language>en-us</language><item><title></title><description><![CDATA[<P> </P><BR><P> </P><BR><P> </P><BR><P> </P><BR><P>Real Life MAHI</P><BR><P> </P><BR><P>Mahi, (character played by Nimisha LAmba in Bachna E Hasino). Mahi, i can relate myself with her. No No i was not waitig for any RAJ. What she believed is GOD never create problem for her. Whatever problem comes, all are sorted out smoothly. </P><BR><P>Just like her, i used to believe GOD have favoured me by giving good people in mylife. But that was not true.  In my college, i was the most favourite for all. I was a doll for my friends. I thought i will always get lovely poeple in mylife. </P><BR><P>I forgot one thig when u get lots of good things in your life by default u get few bad things also. The same thing happened to me, <EM>achhai ka mukhauta pehen ke, bhesh badal ke kuch log achhe logon ke sath hamare pas aa jate hain</EM>. And we should be careful that time, to throw out those poeple from our life. </P><BR><P>I couldn't be suscipecious to my frineds. For me friends is my strength and why should i suspect them unless they hurt me. So GOD think to teach me a lesson.</P><BR><P>He became and friend and i got  influenced with his temporary behaviour. In these three years he continued to say, he loves me. I didn't have any reasin not to belive him. Till the things end i couldn't put a question mark on him. </P><BR><P> </P><BR><P>That event changed me, now I have no faith on marriage, love relationship. I know poeple are not same every where. But......</P><br><img src="http://ri.rediffiland.com/homepimages/home1/190/826ad4545f44f66a66213c0490e989a2/homep/images/1221832518">]]></description><pubDate>Fri, 19 Sep 2008 18:46:22 +0530</pubDate><link>http://epshiepshita.rediffiland.com/blogs/2008/09/19/Real-Life-M.html</link></item><item><title></title><description><![CDATA[<P> </P><BR><P> </P><BR><P><EM><STRONG></STRONG></EM> </P><BR><P><EM><STRONG>SEVEN mistakes of my LIFE when I was in  'LOVE'</STRONG></EM></P><BR><P>1. Your parents told not to believe you, i didn't believe</P><BR><P>2. My parents said do not go for you, i didn't listen</P><BR><P>3. Your friend warned me, i didn't accept the truth</P><BR><P>4. My friends cautioned me, i didn't care</P><BR><P><EM>Then......</EM></P><BR><P>5. You stopped calling, i thought you might be bzy</P><BR><P>6. You started ignoring, i tghought you might be tensed</P><BR><P>7. You hurted me many ways, i thought you might be disturbed</P><BR><P> </P><BR><P><EM><FONT color=#993399><STRONG>I continued to LOVE you, but one day you told the truth and I had to believe.....</STRONG></FONT></EM></P><br><img src="http://ri.rediffiland.com/homepimages/home1/190/826ad4545f44f66a66213c0490e989a2/homep/images/1221746938">]]></description><pubDate>Thu, 18 Sep 2008 19:02:24 +0530</pubDate><link>http://epshiepshita.rediffiland.com/blogs/2008/09/18/SEVEN-mistakes-of.html</link></item><item><title></title><description><![CDATA[<P>This time when i was coming back to my workplace. I was not feeling very good, but i had to come. In my childhood I loved jungles, mountains, strams and rains too. As I grow up I started liking for killas (forts) do't know why? So when there was an offer from Jaipur,it was impossible to stop me. Jaipur the pink city, from where i started my professional career. </P><P>When ever I visited any fort I felt, these murti, dancers, they tried to say something. Dhire dhire mujhe laga ye city rehne layak hai, and this time I got my first love here. But that love didn't continue for long. </P><P>To yahan ke shopping malls, restaurents me anjane me kuch chhap chood ke age chalne lagi thi. Aaj wohi sab kabhi kabhi mil jate hain. Lagta hai waqt jaise  wohin pe ruk gaya ho.Kyoon <EM>'atit hamara picha nahi chhod ti' .</EM> Yadon ko mitana kyoon etna muskil hai? </P><P> </P>]]></description><pubDate>Sun, 31 Aug 2008 12:58:03 +0530</pubDate><link>http://epshiepshita.rediffiland.com/blogs/2008/08/31/This-time-when-i-was-coming-back-to.html</link></item><item><title>Teach me</title><description><![CDATA[<P>I am very new to this social blogging section. I only know how to post my blog and learnt few things by doing some hit and trial. But don't know how to communicate with my 3 friends in this blog. Hope few freonds will come front to teach me.</P><P> </P><P> </P><P> </P><P> </P>]]></description><pubDate>Sun, 31 Aug 2008 12:53:54 +0530</pubDate><link>http://epshiepshita.rediffiland.com/blogs/2008/08/31/Teach-me-1.html</link></item><item><title></title><description><![CDATA[<P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><B style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"><SPAN style="COLOR: fuchsia"><FONT face="Times New Roman"><FONT size=5><FONT color=#cc33cc></FONT></FONT></FONT></SPAN></B> </P><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><B style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"><SPAN style="COLOR: fuchsia"><FONT face="Times New Roman"><FONT size=5><FONT color=#cc33cc></FONT></FONT></FONT></SPAN></B> </P><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><B style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"><SPAN style="COLOR: fuchsia"><FONT face="Times New Roman"><FONT size=5><FONT color=#cc33cc></FONT></FONT></FONT></SPAN></B> </P><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><B style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"><SPAN style="COLOR: fuchsia"><FONT face="Times New Roman" color=#cc33cc size=5></FONT></SPAN></B> </P><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><B style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"><SPAN style="COLOR: fuchsia"><FONT face="Times New Roman" color=#cc33cc size=5></FONT></SPAN></B> </P><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><B style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"><SPAN style="COLOR: fuchsia"></SPAN></B> </P><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><B style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"><SPAN style="COLOR: fuchsia"><FONT face="Times New Roman"><FONT size=5><FONT color=#cc33cc>Alone</FONT></FONT></FONT></SPAN></B></P><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><B style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"><SPAN style="COLOR: fuchsia"><FONT face="Times New Roman"><FONT size=5><FONT color=#cc33cc><?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /><o:p></o:p></FONT></FONT></FONT></SPAN></B> </P><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><SPAN style="COLOR: #ff99cc"><FONT face="Times New Roman"><FONT size=4><FONT color=#cc66cc>I was alone in my journey<o:p></o:p></FONT></FONT></FONT></SPAN></P><BR><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><SPAN style="COLOR: #ff99cc"><FONT face="Times New Roman"><FONT size=4><FONT color=#cc66cc>Enjoying the silence<o:p></o:p></FONT></FONT></FONT></SPAN></P><BR><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><SPAN style="COLOR: #ff99cc"><FONT face="Times New Roman"><FONT size=4><FONT color=#cc66cc>The sound of dry leaves<o:p></o:p></FONT></FONT></FONT></SPAN></P><BR><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><SPAN style="COLOR: #ff99cc"><FONT face="Times New Roman"><FONT size=4><FONT color=#cc66cc>Suddenly I found,<o:p></o:p></FONT></FONT></FONT></SPAN></P><BR><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><SPAN style="COLOR: #ff99cc"><FONT face="Times New Roman"><FONT size=4><FONT color=#cc66cc>I were followed by somebody<o:p></o:p></FONT></FONT></FONT></SPAN></P><BR><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><SPAN style="COLOR: #ff99cc"><FONT face="Times New Roman"><FONT size=4><FONT color=#cc66cc>I got frightened<o:p></o:p></FONT></FONT></FONT></SPAN></P><BR><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><SPAN style="COLOR: #ff99cc"><FONT face="Times New Roman"><FONT size=4><FONT color=#cc66cc>Even couldn't look back<o:p></o:p></FONT></FONT></FONT></SPAN></P><BR><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><SPAN style="COLOR: #ff99cc"><FONT face="Times New Roman"><FONT size=4><FONT color=#cc66cc>My heartbeat went fast<o:p></o:p></FONT></FONT></FONT></SPAN></P><BR><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><SPAN style="COLOR: #ff99cc"><FONT face="Times New Roman"><FONT size=4><FONT color=#cc66cc>I holded up myself<o:p></o:p></FONT></FONT></FONT></SPAN></P><BR><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><SPAN style="COLOR: #ff99cc"><FONT face="Times New Roman"><FONT size=4><FONT color=#cc66cc>Turned my eyes<o:p></o:p></FONT></FONT></FONT></SPAN></P><BR><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><SPAN style="COLOR: #ff99cc"><FONT face="Times New Roman"><FONT size=4><FONT color=#cc66cc>But it was as before<o:p></o:p></FONT></FONT></FONT></SPAN></P><BR><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><SPAN style="COLOR: #ff99cc"><FONT face="Times New Roman"><FONT size=4><FONT color=#cc66cc>Me took long steps.<o:p></o:p></FONT></FONT></FONT></SPAN></P><BR><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><SPAN style="COLOR: #ff99cc"><FONT face="Times New Roman"><FONT size=4><FONT color=#cc66cc>Stopped and looked up<o:p></o:p></FONT></FONT></FONT></SPAN></P><BR><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><SPAN style="COLOR: #ff99cc"><FONT face="Times New Roman"><FONT size=4><FONT color=#cc66cc>Oh.. oh.. oh.<o:p></o:p></FONT></FONT></FONT></SPAN></P><BR><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><SPAN style="COLOR: #ff99cc"><FONT face="Times New Roman"><FONT size=4><FONT color=#cc66cc>That was a full moon day,<o:p></o:p></FONT></FONT></FONT></SPAN></P><BR><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><SPAN style="COLOR: #ff99cc"><FONT face="Times New Roman"><FONT size=4><FONT color=#cc66cc>Moon was behind me.<o:p></o:p></FONT></FONT></FONT></SPAN></P><BR><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><SPAN style="COLOR: #ff99cc"><FONT face="Times New Roman"><FONT size=4><FONT color=#cc66cc>And<o:p></o:p></FONT></FONT></FONT></SPAN></P><BR><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><SPAN style="COLOR: #ff99cc"><FONT face="Times New Roman"><FONT size=4><FONT color=#cc66cc>My shadow was following me.<o:p></o:p></FONT></FONT></FONT></SPAN></P><BR><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><SPAN style="COLOR: #ff99cc"><o:p><FONT face="Times New Roman" color=#cc66cc size=4> </FONT></o:p></SPAN></P><BR><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><SPAN style="COLOR: #ff99cc"><o:p><FONT face="Times New Roman"></FONT></o:p></SPAN><FONT color=#cc66cc> </FONT></P><BR><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><SPAN style="COLOR: #ff99cc"><o:p><FONT face="Times New Roman"></FONT></o:p></SPAN><FONT color=#cc66cc> </FONT></P><BR><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><SPAN style="COLOR: #ff99cc"><o:p><FONT face="Times New Roman" color=#cc66cc><EM>Epshi......</EM></FONT></o:p></SPAN></P><br><img src="http://ri.rediffiland.com/homepimages/home1/190/826ad4545f44f66a66213c0490e989a2/homep/images/1219663593">]]></description><pubDate>Mon, 25 Aug 2008 16:27:14 +0530</pubDate><link>http://epshiepshita.rediffiland.com/blogs/2008/08/25/Alone-I-was-alone-in-my.html</link></item><item><title></title><description><![CDATA[<BLOCKQUOTE dir=ltr style="MARGIN-RIGHT: 0px"><BR><BR><H2 style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align=left><SPAN style="COLOR: blue"></SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: blue"></SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: blue"></SPAN><SPAN 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style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; FONT-FAMILY: 'Abadi MT Condensed Light'; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt"><FONT face="Times New Roman">Tried to make paper boat<o:p></o:p></FONT></SPAN></P><BR><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align=left><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; FONT-FAMILY: 'Abadi MT Condensed Light'; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt"><FONT face="Times New Roman">I couldn't,<o:p></o:p></FONT></SPAN></P><BR><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align=left><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; FONT-FAMILY: 'Abadi MT Condensed Light'; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt"><FONT face="Times New Roman">When it was raining.<o:p></o:p></FONT></SPAN></P><BR><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align=left><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; FONT-FAMILY: 'Abadi MT Condensed Light'; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt"><FONT face="Times New Roman">I wished to wet with my doggy,<o:p></o:p></FONT></SPAN></P><BR><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align=left><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; FONT-FAMILY: 'Abadi MT Condensed Light'; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt"><FONT face="Times New Roman">Couldn't.<o:p></o:p></FONT></SPAN></P><BR><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align=left><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; FONT-FAMILY: 'Abadi MT Condensed Light'; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt"><FONT face="Times New Roman">On the other extreme<o:p></o:p></FONT></SPAN></P><BR><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align=left><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; FONT-FAMILY: 'Abadi MT Condensed Light'; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt"><FONT face="Times New Roman">My little living doll (daughter)<o:p></o:p></FONT></SPAN></P><BR><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align=left><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; FONT-FAMILY: 'Abadi MT Condensed Light'; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt"><FONT face="Times New Roman">Was preparing boats, enjoying,<o:p></o:p></FONT></SPAN></P><BR><BR><H1 style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align=left><SPAN style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Abadi MT Condensed Light'"><FONT size=5><FONT face="Times New Roman">Came my maa, kissed her<SPAN style="COLOR: aqua"><o:p></o:p></SPAN></FONT></FONT></SPAN></H1><BR><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align=left><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; FONT-FAMILY: 'Abadi MT Condensed Light'; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt"><FONT face="Times New Roman">So innocent, pure;<o:p></o:p></FONT></SPAN></P><BR><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align=left><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; FONT-FAMILY: 'Abadi MT Condensed Light'; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt"><FONT face="Times New Roman">I realised , me not a kid .<o:p></o:p></FONT></SPAN></P><BR><BR><H1 style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align=left><SPAN style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Abadi MT Condensed Light'"><FONT size=5><FONT face="Times New Roman">Rains through to darkness <SPAN style="COLOR: green"><o:p></o:p></SPAN></FONT></FONT></SPAN></H1><BR><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align=left><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; FONT-FAMILY: 'Abadi MT Condensed Light'; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt"><FONT face="Times New Roman">I searched for my maa's lap<o:p></o:p></FONT></SPAN></P><BR><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align=left><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; FONT-FAMILY: 'Abadi MT Condensed Light'; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt"><FONT face="Times New Roman">Oh, no !<o:p></o:p></FONT></SPAN></P><BR><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align=left><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; FONT-FAMILY: 'Abadi MT Condensed Light'; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt"><FONT face="Times New Roman">My son was there<o:p></o:p></FONT></SPAN></P><BR><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align=left><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; FONT-FAMILY: 'Abadi MT Condensed Light'; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt"><FONT face="Times New Roman">They were busy in stories,<o:p></o:p></FONT></SPAN></P><BR><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align=left><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; FONT-FAMILY: 'Abadi MT Condensed Light'; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt"><FONT face="Times New Roman">I felt alone.<o:p></o:p></FONT></SPAN></P><BR><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align=left><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; FONT-FAMILY: 'Abadi MT Condensed Light'; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt"><FONT face="Times New Roman">Why ! Why so !<o:p></o:p></FONT></SPAN></P><BR><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align=left><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; FONT-FAMILY: 'Abadi MT Condensed Light'; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt"><FONT face="Times New Roman">My childhood a far cry.<o:p></o:p></FONT></SPAN></P><BR><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align=left><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; FONT-FAMILY: 'Abadi MT Condensed Light'; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt"><FONT face="Times New Roman">On an arm chair<o:p></o:p></FONT></SPAN></P><BR><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align=left><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; FONT-FAMILY: 'Abadi MT Condensed Light'; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt"><FONT face="Times New Roman">Tried to look back<o:p></o:p></FONT></SPAN></P><BR><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align=left><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; FONT-FAMILY: 'Abadi MT Condensed Light'; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt"><FONT face="Times New Roman">To those bye gone days<o:p></o:p></FONT></SPAN></P><BR><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align=left><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; FONT-FAMILY: 'Abadi MT Condensed Light'; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt"><FONT face="Times New Roman">Through the rains-<o:p></o:p></FONT></SPAN></P><BR><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align=left><FONT face="Times New Roman"><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; FONT-FAMILY: 'Abadi MT Condensed Light'; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt">Still pouring in <B style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"><I style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal">.[ end ]</I></B></SPAN><SPAN style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Abadi MT Condensed Light'"><o:p></o:p></SPAN></FONT></P><BR><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align=left><B style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"><I style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal"><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 16pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt"><o:p><FONT face="Times New Roman"> </FONT></o:p></SPAN></I></B></P></BLOCKQUOTE><BR><BR><P align=right> </P><BR><BR><P align=left><EM>Epshi</EM></P><br><img src="http://ri.rediffiland.com/homepimages/home1/190/826ad4545f44f66a66213c0490e989a2/homep/images/1219661827">]]></description><pubDate>Mon, 25 Aug 2008 16:06:11 +0530</pubDate><link>http://epshiepshita.rediffiland.com/blogs/2008/08/25/nbsp.html</link></item><item><title>What a blog is?</title><description><![CDATA[<P>What a blog is?</P><P> </P><P>On the way to my flat which hardly takes 3 minutes from my office a stupid question come to my mind. Why i read this blogs in rediff? I don't know about others but for me I just expressed what is in my mind and it goes to the space. There is a story or movie where a child write letters to 'GOD'. i feel the same while writing blogs. It's me nobody knows the truth and those who goes thorugh they don't know me. </P><P>For me writing blog means putting my complaints in the complain regsiter. </P><P>I read blogs regularly, few blogs are really good and they really touched me.  Vaidehi, Shivaja, think tank, manisha really writes well. And sometimes i think as they have written my feelings. </P><P> </P><P> </P>]]></description><pubDate>Tue, 05 Aug 2008 19:11:22 +0530</pubDate><link>http://epshiepshita.rediffiland.com/blogs/2008/08/05/What-a-blog-is.html</link></item><item><title>Kuch dard</title><description><![CDATA[<P><FONT size=4>It is a long time i have not posted anything. Really wanted to vantilate myself but due to some or other reasons I couldn't do it. The fact is that i used to read blogs but not wished to share my pain over here. </FONT></P><BR><P><FONT size=4>Few days back one of my friend told "do you know ..... got married" I behaved really normal, as I had nothing with him. I was the only one who responded to all the query. </FONT></P><BR><P><FONT size=4>That evening i had a long conversation with 'GOD', kept all my arguments, and he was speechless. May be it was my small town sensibilities where i considered LOVE as marriage. </FONT></P><BR><P><FONT size=4>Kya rishte koi manie nahi rakhte, kya sirf shadi hi esh rishte ko bandh ke rakh sakta tha?  Shayad nahi, shayad shadi majboori ho jati. Aur shayad me jindegi bhar  unwanted ho ke, ush ki jindegi me rah jati. I have enough reasons to console myself but the truth is something diffrent.</FONT></P><BR><P><FONT size=4>Aaj bhi ankhon me utne hi ansu hai, jitne ush rat ko the. Dil me ek dars aaj bhi hoti hai. Chahte ye na chate hue bhi, dil ke kisi kone se yadein dard de jati hai. I know life will be horrible, and i have to forget him ek bure sapne ki tarah.</FONT></P><BR><P><FONT size=1></FONT> </P><BR><P><FONT size=1></FONT> </P><br><img src="http://ri.rediffiland.com/homepimages/home1/190/826ad4545f44f66a66213c0490e989a2/homep/images/1217337290">]]></description><pubDate>Tue, 29 Jul 2008 18:10:16 +0530</pubDate><link>http://epshiepshita.rediffiland.com/blogs/2008/07/29/Kuch-dard.html</link></item><item><title>BADAL TE RISHTE</title><description><![CDATA[<P>BADAL TE RISHTE</P><P>Mujhe shayad aheshas bhi nahi hua tha ki woh kab mere zindegi me aa gaya. Par jab woh mere se dur ja raha tha muje ush ka aheshas tha. Behavioural science ka student tha esh liye shayad ush ko ye bhi pata tha ki me esh shadme se kin kin phase se gujrungi. shayad ush ko mere dard ki gehrai ka pata nahi tha. Mere liye jo pyar tha, woh ush ke liye galtiyan. Maine shayd rishte se pyar kia tha, aur ush ne shayad ek enshan se. Ush ko to ek pura rashta taye karna tha, pyar tak pahunch ne ka, aur maine to apni safar wohin se shuru ki thi. </P><P>Bbar bar dil ko samjha ti hun ki nahi duniya me abhi bhi achhe log hai, aur duniya un hi achhe logon ki wajah se sundar bhi hai. Ush ko me bhul ne ki koshis bhi kar rahi thi aur sath sath ush ke ane ka entezar. </P><P>Ush ne ye rishta tab toda tha jab me soch rahi thi shayad ye rishta stable ho gaya hai. Aaj bhi samajh me nahi ata piche rahe woh kuch batein kya jhoot the? aur mujhe pata hi nahi chala. Etne shal tak woh mere sath hone ka natak karta raha aur me ush ko sach man rahi thi. Aan ginat niyam the ush ke pyar me, niyomo ke sath jindegi ji sath sakti shayd pyar nahi. Thak chuki thi me apne aap se bat kar ke, aab to dar me lagi thi apne aap se. Jindesi ke esh mod pe aa ne aap ko etna kamjor pake khud pe ro rahi thi me. </P><P> </P><P>Aaj ke liye bas etna hi....</P><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /><o:p> </o:p></P>]]></description><pubDate>Mon, 16 Jun 2008 22:49:04 +0530</pubDate><link>http://epshiepshita.rediffiland.com/blogs/2008/06/16/BADAL-TE-RISHTE-1.html</link></item><item><title>Ek akeli me</title><description><![CDATA[<P><FONT color=#cc33cc size=4><STRONG>                        Ek akeli me</STRONG></FONT></P><BR><P><FONT color=#cc33cc><A href="http://www.flowerpictures.net/orchids/phalaenopsis/pages/pha_015.htm"><IMG height=57 alt=pha_015 src="http://www.flowerpictures.net/orchids/phalaenopsis/thumbnails/pha_015.jpg" width=75 border=2></A>Ush din bhi akash me tare utne hi thi</FONT></P><BLOCKQUOTE dir=ltr style="MARGIN-RIGHT: 0px"><BLOCKQUOTE dir=ltr style="MARGIN-RIGHT: 0px"><P><FONT color=#cc33cc>Chandrama utni sundar</FONT></P><P><FONT color=#cc33cc>Apni shital snigdh chhaya bikhrati</FONT></P><P><FONT color=#cc33cc>Aur rat utni hi gehri khamosh.</FONT></P></BLOCKQUOTE></BLOCKQUOTE><BR><P><FONT color=#cc33cc><A href="http://www.flowerpictures.net/orchids/other_orchids/pages/dorisia_sunset.htm"><IMG height=56 alt=dorisia_sunset src="http://www.flowerpictures.net/orchids/other_orchids/thumbnails/dorisia_sunset.jpg" width=75 border=2></A>Prashna  pe prashna kiye gaye</FONT></P><P>                    <FONT color=#cc33cc>Prashno ke chakrabuya me, ek akeli me</FONT>                    </P><P>                    <FONT color=#cc33cc>Kintu niruttar me</FONT></P><P><FONT color=#cc33cc>                   Ankhein meri sunyata ki taraf.</FONT></P><BR><P><FONT color=#cc33cc><A href="http://www.flowerpictures.net/orchids/paphiopedilum/pages/paphiopedilum_bembridge.htm"><IMG height=55 alt=paphiopedilum_bembridge src="http://www.flowerpictures.net/orchids/paphiopedilum/thumbnails/paphiopedilum_bembridge.jpg" width=75 border=2></A>Pooja prathana rachana</FONT></P><P><FONT color=#cc33cc>                    </FONT><FONT color=#cc33cc>Achanak tham si gaye</FONT></P><P><FONT color=#cc33cc>                    Samay jaise ruk sa gaya</FONT></P><P><FONT color=#cc33cc>                    Khawab sare khamosh ho gaye.</FONT></P><BLOCKQUOTE dir=ltr style="MARGIN-RIGHT: 0px"><BLOCKQUOTE dir=ltr style="MARGIN-RIGHT: 0px"><BR><P><BR><FONT color=#cc33cc>Prashno ke chakrabuya me, ek akeli me</FONT></P><P><FONT color=#cc33cc>Ankhein meri sunyata ki taraf.</FONT></P></BLOCKQUOTE></BLOCKQUOTE><BR><P><FONT color=#cc33cc><A href="http://www.flowerpictures.net/orchids/dendrobium/pages/dendrobium_pohkiew.htm"><IMG height=58 alt=dendrobium_pohkiew src="http://www.flowerpictures.net/orchids/dendrobium/thumbnails/dendrobium_pohkiew.jpg" width=75 border=2></A></FONT><EM><FONT color=#cc33cc>Sachai etni kadwi thi ki ush ke sath jhut ki shehad mila ke pi gayee. Ush jhut ne aur thodi der thodi si hansi di aur thode kam ansu bahaye. Par sach ko ek din accept kar na hi tha, nahi to jhut ek bimari ban jati mere liye.</FONT></EM></P><BR><P><EM><FONT color=#cc33cc>Sach me agar kisi ne pyar ko andha kaha to bahut hi sahi kaha hai. Sahi aur galat soch ne ka mauka hi nahi milta, agar etna hisab karte to shayad woh pyar nahi hota. </FONT></EM></P><BR><BR><BR><BR><P><FONT color=#cc33cc></FONT> </P>]]></description><pubDate>Wed, 23 Apr 2008 23:46:09 +0530</pubDate><link>http://epshiepshita.rediffiland.com/blogs/2008/04/23/Ek-akeli-me.html</link></item></channel></rss>