<?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-9190312160722868039</id><updated>2012-02-16T12:44:17.738Z</updated><category term='SRK'/><category term='poem'/><category term='relationship'/><category term='movies'/><category term='avatar'/><category term='jealousy'/><category term='rahul singh'/><category term='christmas'/><category term='films'/><category term='sana'/><category term='abortion'/><category term='destruction'/><category term='Allah'/><category term='My Name is Khan'/><category term='rahul'/><category term='true love'/><category term='Lord'/><category term='white paper'/><category term='shah rukh khan'/><category term='remember me'/><category term='angel'/><category term='james cameron'/><category term='unwanted pregnancies'/><category term='soul'/><category term='singh'/><category term='persona'/><category term='blessing'/><category term='Khuda'/><category term='MNIK'/><category term='sun'/><category term='new year'/><category term='asperger&apos;s syndrome'/><category term='karan johar'/><category term='movie review'/><category term='promise'/><category term='friend'/><category term='talent'/><category term='short films'/><category term='desi'/><category term='friends'/><category term='greatness'/><category term='mirrors'/><category term='women'/><category term='reflections'/><category term='spiritual'/><category term='peace'/><category term='creation'/><category term='prayers'/><category term='God'/><category term='hatred'/><category term='hindi'/><category term='british'/><category term='autism'/><category term='world'/><category term='british asian'/><category term='star'/><category term='faith'/><category term='blog'/><category term='heart'/><category term='journey'/><category term='time'/><category term='rahul n singh'/><category term='friendship'/><category term='dreams'/><category term='coloured crayons'/><category term='kajol'/><category term='pain'/><category term='devotion'/><category term='men'/><category term='love'/><category term='silent'/><category term='best friend'/><category term='unity'/><title type='text'>Rahul N. Singh</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rahulnsingh.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9190312160722868039/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rahulnsingh.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Rahul N. Singh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06411522123485360253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dxydYZ_Wb8I/SwRSjxbEuxI/AAAAAAAAARI/dJpgaozf4_8/S220/Photo+36.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>21</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9190312160722868039.post-5982556676530653118</id><published>2010-04-04T00:06:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2010-04-04T01:02:51.321+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poem'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rahul n singh'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='creation'/><title type='text'>Visions of a Creator</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dxydYZ_Wb8I/S7fKS94097I/AAAAAAAAAR4/Bj1uACqitqg/s1600/creation.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 210px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dxydYZ_Wb8I/S7fKS94097I/AAAAAAAAAR4/Bj1uACqitqg/s320/creation.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456051900782016434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;Our thoughts bring out who we truly are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;We live in a world that seems to be is afar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;Human comprehension is not what we support&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;Visions completely inclined towards Godliness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;From the humble steps to fluidity in dance &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;Sounds creating a flurry of energy in hypnosis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;Blanked out minds towards coloured imagination &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;Something spectacular made within human tissue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;Enter our beautiful minds with cautioned silence &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;Prepare for the roller-coaster ride of a lifetime &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;Images popping up and words describing you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;Tunes strumming by and voices humming at you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;Stopping for a moment, you look at what goes by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;Inspiration is flying high above the light starry sky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;Hunger lost and thirst somewhere not to be felt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;Leaving this world cos' inside it's disturbing you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;People call you crazy cos' of childlike innocence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;Jealousy and lust lures by sticking by your hip&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;Fame is the prize never see it as the paying price &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;Outside you realise the hellish world we live in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;We want to hold your hands absorbing the warmth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;Living as recluses inside, freeing our souls with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;We dance with your sounds of picturesque laughter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;Our controlled schizophrenia strangely allures acceptance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;Working night and day, hours turning into days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;Allowing the process once again taking us over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;Gathering all God's creation for your enjoyment &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;Beginning another masterpiece with sighing relief&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;By Rahul N Singh&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/9190312160722868039-5982556676530653118?l=rahulnsingh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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Singh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06411522123485360253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dxydYZ_Wb8I/SwRSjxbEuxI/AAAAAAAAARI/dJpgaozf4_8/S220/Photo+36.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dxydYZ_Wb8I/S7fKS94097I/AAAAAAAAAR4/Bj1uACqitqg/s72-c/creation.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9190312160722868039.post-9216060233016884111</id><published>2010-04-02T20:57:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2010-04-02T21:00:39.722+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dreams'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rahul n singh'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Visualise Dreams</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dxydYZ_Wb8I/S7ZMwkLLfYI/AAAAAAAAARw/cYCjUil36NE/s1600/love2.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dxydYZ_Wb8I/S7ZMwkLLfYI/AAAAAAAAARw/cYCjUil36NE/s320/love2.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455632395833933186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Sun sets in harmony&lt;br /&gt;Whistling tunes freely&lt;br /&gt;Eyes close to visualise&lt;br /&gt;Dreams I want to realise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dressed in black&lt;br /&gt;I hold you back&lt;br /&gt;Words cant describe&lt;br /&gt;Love's lost time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bringing you forward&lt;br /&gt;Don't feel awkward&lt;br /&gt;Feelings are pure&lt;br /&gt;Love is the cure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speak of my pain&lt;br /&gt;Produces no gain&lt;br /&gt;Arms holding you&lt;br /&gt;Lips touching you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waking up all alone&lt;br /&gt;My continuous moan&lt;br /&gt;Need you by my side&lt;br /&gt;Heart failed but tried&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Want you back here&lt;br /&gt;Love brings no fear&lt;br /&gt;A promise came to be&lt;br /&gt;To forever love thee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Love you forever,&lt;br /&gt;Rahul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9190312160722868039-9216060233016884111?l=rahulnsingh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rahulnsingh.blogspot.com/feeds/9216060233016884111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rahulnsingh.blogspot.com/2010/04/visualise-dreams.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9190312160722868039/posts/default/9216060233016884111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9190312160722868039/posts/default/9216060233016884111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rahulnsingh.blogspot.com/2010/04/visualise-dreams.html' title='Visualise Dreams'/><author><name>Rahul N. Singh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06411522123485360253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dxydYZ_Wb8I/SwRSjxbEuxI/AAAAAAAAARI/dJpgaozf4_8/S220/Photo+36.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dxydYZ_Wb8I/S7ZMwkLLfYI/AAAAAAAAARw/cYCjUil36NE/s72-c/love2.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9190312160722868039.post-7529184127820265947</id><published>2010-04-01T12:28:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2010-04-01T20:28:50.881+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rahul singh'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='remember me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poem'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rahul n singh'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Remembering me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;If I know that you remember me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Kissing under the blessed tree.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Now you are with somebody else,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Is your love for him now truly false?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This love I have; has me in a fix,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;In cricket, you would be a big six.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Do I really see beyond this trick?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Losing our time together, tick tick!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Why do you even still think of me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You said ungraciously 'Get over me'!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Yet; when you're strolling in the rain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The memories of us in love, you attain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The universe doesn't let me move on,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I think it wants us to be back as one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;When I fall for another and another,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Girls turn around saying 'Don't bother'!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Which direction do I go in this maze?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This love has got me in a state of craze.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I guess I just have to be the one to wait,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;If death comes, then I guess you're too late!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;object width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/UcnRlaCvKhE&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/UcnRlaCvKhE&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Rahul N. Singh&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/9190312160722868039-7529184127820265947?l=rahulnsingh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rahulnsingh.blogspot.com/feeds/7529184127820265947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rahulnsingh.blogspot.com/2010/04/remembering-me.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9190312160722868039/posts/default/7529184127820265947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9190312160722868039/posts/default/7529184127820265947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rahulnsingh.blogspot.com/2010/04/remembering-me.html' title='Remembering me'/><author><name>Rahul N. Singh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06411522123485360253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dxydYZ_Wb8I/SwRSjxbEuxI/AAAAAAAAARI/dJpgaozf4_8/S220/Photo+36.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9190312160722868039.post-933927015712881306</id><published>2010-03-14T19:45:00.003Z</published><updated>2010-03-14T20:02:30.386Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rahul'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='time'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poem'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='soul'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rahul n singh'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='true love'/><title type='text'>Unasked Reality</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Get closer...more...closer,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Enter the trap...the path clear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'll hold you close my dear,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My love is nothing to fear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'm damned in this feeling,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Time; the process of healing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Patience; the continuous dealing,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My soul reaches the ceiling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Bang...shot...down and out,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;What's true love all about?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Love is a giant roundabout,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;No love...my soul's drought. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I am the lost opportunity,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I am the non-acted destiny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I am the unasked reality,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I am the empty totality.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My honesty has confided,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Our hearts are divided.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My soul is offended,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The feelings one-sided.&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/9190312160722868039-933927015712881306?l=rahulnsingh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rahulnsingh.blogspot.com/feeds/933927015712881306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rahulnsingh.blogspot.com/2010/03/unasked-reality.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9190312160722868039/posts/default/933927015712881306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9190312160722868039/posts/default/933927015712881306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rahulnsingh.blogspot.com/2010/03/unasked-reality.html' title='Unasked Reality'/><author><name>Rahul N. Singh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06411522123485360253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dxydYZ_Wb8I/SwRSjxbEuxI/AAAAAAAAARI/dJpgaozf4_8/S220/Photo+36.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9190312160722868039.post-1905814256128459991</id><published>2010-03-09T22:33:00.001Z</published><updated>2010-03-09T22:36:04.100Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rahul'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reflections'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poem'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mirrors'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rahul n singh'/><title type='text'>Reflections</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 14px; font-family:arial;font-size:medium;"&gt;What is it that I see in front of me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  line-height: 14px; font-family:arial;font-size:medium;"&gt;My reflection – one that is peaceful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:arial;font-size:medium;"&gt;Another reflection shows disturbance;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:medium;"&gt;People wear different masks, why can't I?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;At one time, they are my precious friends;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The next they've become my hideous enemies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Yet they tell me I am a complete 'two-face';&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Hissing their slithering words biting my heart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;In these stages of intelligent and subtle drama;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Seducing others with your multifaceted charade.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;You may try to split my persona in two halves;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Poisoning their minds with your enticing insanity.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Suddenly four-mirrored walls surround me and you;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;You confidently smile at your numerous reflections.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;You study each and every mirror with shock and fear;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;You touch me wondering where are my reflections?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9190312160722868039-1905814256128459991?l=rahulnsingh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rahulnsingh.blogspot.com/feeds/1905814256128459991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rahulnsingh.blogspot.com/2010/03/reflections.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9190312160722868039/posts/default/1905814256128459991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9190312160722868039/posts/default/1905814256128459991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rahulnsingh.blogspot.com/2010/03/reflections.html' title='Reflections'/><author><name>Rahul N. Singh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06411522123485360253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dxydYZ_Wb8I/SwRSjxbEuxI/AAAAAAAAARI/dJpgaozf4_8/S220/Photo+36.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9190312160722868039.post-8752166929507259229</id><published>2010-02-24T11:11:00.003Z</published><updated>2010-02-24T11:26:19.167Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='devotion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Allah'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shah rukh khan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poem'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lord'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faith'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sana'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prayers'/><title type='text'>Poem - Certain relationships...(Dedicated to Sana Khan)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This poem is dedicated to a very special friend, Sana Khan. Who is battling cancer. She is very special, not only has she had a prayer from Shah Rukh Khan but also from the millions of fans that he has. These prayers will see her through. Please to all my readers, spend 5 minutes to pray for her. May the Lord continue to shine through you Sana! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Certain relationships have a nameless bond,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Time even gives its open arms in fear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;For some see the strength in this faith,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The Lord is keeping close and I can feel Him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Faith does not grow on tall and mighty trees,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It grows within the indestructible branches of the soul.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Devote the time we have unto a timeless prayer,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;That our special friend continues to see the light of day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The heart your friends have is your unique home,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Their determination is your well-built shelter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;No power can destroy this; it's unbreakable,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;For you've been blessed with the Almighty's blessed kiss.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;When those lights turn off; do not be apprehensive,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Our continuous prayers will illumine your heart and soul.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Tackle whatever is trying to bring you down,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;For tomorrow, you'll look at us smiling – free and still at the top!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Lots of love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Rahul N. Singh&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/9190312160722868039-8752166929507259229?l=rahulnsingh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rahulnsingh.blogspot.com/feeds/8752166929507259229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rahulnsingh.blogspot.com/2010/02/poem-certain-relationshipsdedicated-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9190312160722868039/posts/default/8752166929507259229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9190312160722868039/posts/default/8752166929507259229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rahulnsingh.blogspot.com/2010/02/poem-certain-relationshipsdedicated-to.html' title='Poem - Certain relationships...(Dedicated to Sana Khan)'/><author><name>Rahul N. Singh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06411522123485360253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dxydYZ_Wb8I/SwRSjxbEuxI/AAAAAAAAARI/dJpgaozf4_8/S220/Photo+36.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9190312160722868039.post-9184396604163146723</id><published>2010-02-16T19:32:00.003Z</published><updated>2010-02-16T19:51:17.517Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Khuda'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='angel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rahul'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='peace'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poem'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rahul n singh'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='true love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><title type='text'>Poem - Love's strength...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Here is a poem. It is a recollection of the thoughts I had for the past few days. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My love's strength lies in its heavenly silence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;As it transcends its connection to a higher power&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;O' Khuda, more I remember what You showed me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The heavenly image is what I only wish to worship.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My eyes want to reconnect with yours&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I need to see the sweet smile you wear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The smile that increases my heartbeats&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Due to you, my life frees me from defeat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Even if the malicious gale tries to push my love away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My soul will continuously search for you everyday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;When you blessed me as my Beloved, so precious&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Drops of rain touch the ground, its tune melodious&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; "&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My eyes want to reconnect with yours&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I need to see the sweet smile you wear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The smile that increases my heartbeats&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Due to you, my life frees me from defeat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;No matter what resilient boundaries we cross&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Our love story will bear no loss at any cost&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The sun rays hit my eyes as you walk in front&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The light so bright, I embrace you my angel tight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Lots of love&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Rahul N. Singh&lt;/i&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/9190312160722868039-9184396604163146723?l=rahulnsingh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rahulnsingh.blogspot.com/feeds/9184396604163146723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rahulnsingh.blogspot.com/2010/02/poem-loves-strength.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9190312160722868039/posts/default/9184396604163146723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9190312160722868039/posts/default/9184396604163146723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rahulnsingh.blogspot.com/2010/02/poem-loves-strength.html' title='Poem - Love&apos;s strength...'/><author><name>Rahul N. Singh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06411522123485360253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dxydYZ_Wb8I/SwRSjxbEuxI/AAAAAAAAARI/dJpgaozf4_8/S220/Photo+36.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9190312160722868039.post-163372151173234780</id><published>2010-02-10T08:34:00.009Z</published><updated>2010-02-11T20:11:23.500Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SRK'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie review'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hindi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='asperger&apos;s syndrome'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kajol'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shah rukh khan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='karan johar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Name is Khan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MNIK'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='autism'/><title type='text'>My Name is Khan - Movie Review</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dxydYZ_Wb8I/S3RkWTzrK8I/AAAAAAAAARo/f8Y3ku8eecY/s1600-h/big3.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 160px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dxydYZ_Wb8I/S3RkWTzrK8I/AAAAAAAAARo/f8Y3ku8eecY/s200/big3.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437080984579943362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;The movie of the year that stars Shah Rukh and Kajol in a Karan Johar direction, first hits you like a movie and then becomes a moving experience for you! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Story&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;A simple journey of a Muslim autistic man Rizwan Khan who wants to prove to the world and to the President of the United States of America that he is not a terrorist. His wife Mandira, a Hindu single mother falls in love with the innocence of Rizwan's love. As the movie unfolds their love story, you feel the happiness and you feel the pain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;The story is realistic and praise must go to Shibani Bhatija for scripting an amazing screenplay and to Karan Johar for sticking to realism, when it could have been easy for him to divert. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Shibani and Karan please do make the screenplay available for the public, this will be great for those who want to aspire to make great movies, it will be the perfect template. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Characters&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Rizwan Khan is the character you remember when you walk out the cinema hall. The goodness of this character is like a mirror to your own soul. He makes you wonder about how good your life is and how good we are as human beings. Rizwan is very happy about his religion and very proud. However, he never sees the differences that we judge others against, whether that is race, colour, nationality, religion and caste. He only knows that if you are bad...that bad things are going to happen to you. If you are good then good things will happen to you. Even when bad things happen to him, he never blames anyone. He goes beyond the blame game and sets on correcting his ways. The great thing about Rizwan is that no matter what event or person comes in his way, he is adamant to go and meet the President of the United States just to say 'My name is Khan and I am not a terrorist!'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Mandira is the character that moves the story and is the true motivator behind Rizwan Khan. She is the perfect wife but as she struggles to understand what has happened in her life, she blames Rizwan. She allows her feelings to surrender to hatred. A direct opposite to Khan, yet Khan never sees fault in it. Mandira is no doubt a good person but she shows us how vulnerable we are as human beings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Ammi is Rizwan's mother. She is the life force and soul of Rizwan. Her very sacred and precious teachings give him the essence of how to live a life. Ammi installs only goodness in the young child and she understands her son without questioning why he is the way he is. She shows him pure love and Rizwan lives and breathes by that pure love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Sam is Rizwan and Mandira's son. Sam is the metaphor for how relationships are beyond blood. Rizwan sees Sam as his own son while it is Mandira's child from a previous marriage. Sam suffers due to ignorant youths, who only know how to brand and judge people. Sam is the reason why Rizwan goes on his journey and it is Sam who guides Rizwan's footsteps to achieve his goal. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Direction&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;One needs to celebrate Karan Johar for choosing such a difficult topic and sticking to it. Most directors would have failed to create this perfect film. There may be scenes where most critics will not understand but life is like that and that is what Johar does, he shows realism. He shows life as it is on screen. He makes you become one with the journey that Khan takes. The way he tackles the 'storm and church re-construction' scene are amazing! The whole aspect of the media, he handles with such passion and respect. He allows us to see the negative and the positive of how the media operates. All scenes are handled brilliantly. When you look back at Johar's library of work, it is hard to believe that you are watching a movie of the same director. He keeps the movie light and allows it to flow with you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;One needs to also praise the Director of Photography Ravi Chandran as he captures the landscapes of America beautifully and without such great camerawork, this movie would not have been so great. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Editing by Deepa Bhatia is excellent. I wonder that if the edit was more sharper than it was, would the messages still have the same significance? I am glad that the movie is the way it is. You are meant to take the messages inside your mind and heart and Bhatia gives us the pace to do that effectively.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;The music is awesome, seriously it weaves with the plot peacefully and elegantly. The background music is out of this world. If Karan Johar is listening, I will buy the background music if you release it on CD or allow us to buy it via Itunes! Tere Naina lasts with you, Sajda makes you celebrate, Noor-E-Khuda grabs your heart and Allah Hi Rahem makes you appreciate the Lord! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Well done to everyone, especially Karan Johar! Seriously, those who thought he wasn't capable of completing such a task, you are going to eat your words. He is one of the brightest directors that India have!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Actors&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I am only going to talk about the main two actors. However, every person who acted in this were perfect and gave stellar performances. One must say to look out for Arjun Mathur and Sonya Jehan. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Shah Rukh Khan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt; gives his finest performance to date. One wonders where was Shah Rukh Khan here because all I saw was Rizwan Khan! SRK plays a man with Asperger's syndrome to perfection. The little nuances, the expressions all make you feel for the character. This performance proves to the world why he is the most popular actor in the world. He proves to the world that he is one of the best actor's to come out of Hindi Cinema. Those who doubted his performance will now regret those words because no actor in the Hindi Film Industry can match up to the acting that SRK has done. The way he remains expressionless when a normal person would feel something...that is a very hard thing to do, but SRK makes it look easy. SRK makes you cry for Rizwan and makes you happy for Rizwan. He has set a new milestone and has proven yet again that he is the best and is going to stay for a long time. A true gem!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Kajol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt; gives yet again, surprise surprise an amazing performance. Only Kajol could do justice to the role and she proves that when it comes to tugging your emotions, she can do it with ease. Watch out for her breakdown, it is one of the finest moments not only for this movie but for the history of Hindi Cinema. She plays her character with ease and perfection. She matches up to SRK in every scene and that is difficult. She is one powerhouse of a performer. Kajol's eyes are beyond beautiful. I fell in love with her. She made Mandira so likeable and the audience could relate to Mandira's reaction to certain things. This is only due to her powerful performance. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I know this is too early to say but best actors awards are going to these two. There will be no performance that will be able to top these two. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;The romantic scenes that are brought to us can only be done by Shah Rukh and Kajol. Their chemistry is top notch and you feel so happy to see them together and you break apart when you see them depart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Personal opinion and audience reaction&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;First of all, this may contain spoilers and it is my opinion. Audience reaction was amazing. Everyone loved it and people laughed at the right times, i heard gasps at the right time and there was even clapping at the end!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;My personal opinion and this is where I divulge what this movie meant for me. This movie has made me appreciate Islam even more. I always knew that it only propagated peace for humanity and love. The difference is with this movie is that it proves that. Watch out for the scene when Rizwan is in the Mosque...it touches your heart. The subject has been dealt with respect and the sensitivity has been realised earlier on hence such a powerful movie. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;The movie shows how the only difference in human beings is whether we are good or bad. Religion is the path we choose on our own accord to guide us to become a good person. The film doesn't get preachy but when you come home and you are on your own, you do think about the message of the film. People may claim that the movie is slow...but think about it...the film is a journey of the protagonist. When we are on life's journey, is it very fast for us? Or do events in our life slowly unravel infront of us? I am sure anyone with the right mind will see it as the latter. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;When you leave the theatre and if you are with friends, take my advice...don't discuss the movie until you have had 10 minutes to recall the movie and its messages. The film first hits you like any other movie but when you absorb the messages, you just realise that you went through an experience alongside Rizwan Khan. Also, Rizwan Khan shakes Obama's hand and I feel this happens due to Sam. Rizwan overcomes his fear of shaking hands to prove justice to the message that gave birth to his journey. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I felt that love should be like Rizwan's. It should be unconditional and full of pure innocence. I feel so inspired by the message that the movie gives. Truly I do feel that I need to become more like Rizwan. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;The movie is NOT about terrorism, it is a love story at the core! The movie shows how great the message of Islam is and how humanity is the core of its teachings. The film confirms my pride and joy in having muslim friends!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Hollywood will accept this movie with open arms. This is the true crossover movie and it will be easy for anyone to understand. I believe the film is done in 40% english but I do believe that even if the dialogues are not heard, the film can still be understood. The acting is immensely powerful that the dialogues feel like a bonus treat for us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Good people will accept this movie and will welcome the message into their lives. Bad people will not understand this movie. That is the judgement the movie gives too when we introspect into our own lives.  A movie that contains so many little but effective messages needs to be watched more than once. It is a layered film if watched with the heart and one cannot capture it all in one viewing! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;So here comes the crucial part. What is the rating for this movie? The movie does not meet the expectations...it goes beyond the expectations. Since it's positive in all areas, I am giving it a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;5/5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;! Watch it to believe it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Rahul N. Singh - &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;My name is Singh and Humanity is my mission!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Please note&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;: This is a review on what the movie meant to me. I am not a professional critic and I am only stating how I felt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9190312160722868039-163372151173234780?l=rahulnsingh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rahulnsingh.blogspot.com/feeds/163372151173234780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rahulnsingh.blogspot.com/2010/02/my-name-is-khan-movie-review.html#comment-form' title='54 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9190312160722868039/posts/default/163372151173234780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9190312160722868039/posts/default/163372151173234780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rahulnsingh.blogspot.com/2010/02/my-name-is-khan-movie-review.html' title='My Name is Khan - Movie Review'/><author><name>Rahul N. Singh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06411522123485360253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dxydYZ_Wb8I/SwRSjxbEuxI/AAAAAAAAARI/dJpgaozf4_8/S220/Photo+36.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dxydYZ_Wb8I/S3RkWTzrK8I/AAAAAAAAARo/f8Y3ku8eecY/s72-c/big3.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>54</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9190312160722868039.post-8309911397381756952</id><published>2010-01-16T01:05:00.000Z</published><updated>2010-01-16T01:05:20.745Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='avatar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='unwanted pregnancies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='james cameron'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='films'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='short films'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rahul n singh'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='talent'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='abortion'/><title type='text'>Talent has its own language...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;When a thought comes into the mind, I wonder at times what it is meant to mean. Why am I having such a thought? What has the thought got to do with me? For each thought that is created and moulded...it becomes an image. An image slowly starts moving into what we know as a movie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I remember how my short film on adoption was created. Just mere text messages between myself and my best friend about pregnancies...and the idea was born inside my head.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;It took me a mere six hours to write the whole script. The script in my opinion..is the best I have written. I don't normally like what I write...very rarely will I say I like this.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;When I think about it, the script does not become preachy and this is really important. I believe that films that are preachy and have no meaning to be can be boring. No one likes to watch a movie that does not make them sit down. If one is moving around in the seat then consider it to be boring for them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Short films to be created in my opinion are the hardest...you need to create a story..be able to narrate it...be able to allow the audience to warm up and welcome the characters in the matter of minutes. Sounds so easy when it comes to watching but thinking of the work that must go in...it is not easy at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Now that I am about to start the production of the movie...I have had many challenges on the way. Which later in the year...I will discuss. But what we need to welcome is our imagination. Whatever we imagine has the ability to become reality. If James Cameron can create Avatar...it shows that anything can be created.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;For me...a strong film lies in its script. So until I find a script that I create to excite me enough...I will direct it. I don't want to be known as someone who will make a movie for no reason. There has to be a reason...I need to feel passionate towards it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;This short film that I am about to start the production on...I am excited about it, I am passionate about it and I am completely in love with it. I just hope that I do complete justice to the script.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Here is a quote for all that I thought of earlier:&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Talent has its own language, its own beauty and its own journey. We are merely bodies showcasing the biggest show of all - OUR LIVES!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Love to all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Rahul N. Singh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9190312160722868039-8309911397381756952?l=rahulnsingh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rahulnsingh.blogspot.com/feeds/8309911397381756952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rahulnsingh.blogspot.com/2010/01/talent-has-its-own-language.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9190312160722868039/posts/default/8309911397381756952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9190312160722868039/posts/default/8309911397381756952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rahulnsingh.blogspot.com/2010/01/talent-has-its-own-language.html' title='Talent has its own language...'/><author><name>Rahul N. Singh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06411522123485360253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dxydYZ_Wb8I/SwRSjxbEuxI/AAAAAAAAARI/dJpgaozf4_8/S220/Photo+36.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9190312160722868039.post-1114298589308824774</id><published>2010-01-10T18:55:00.002Z</published><updated>2010-01-10T23:07:21.633Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blessing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friendship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='silent'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='destruction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rahul n singh'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='true love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='promise'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><title type='text'>Silence of the blessing</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;The blessed moment you enter the white space&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;You know that it's time for merciless evaluation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;You ponder through the damp detrimental thoughts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Life's sins washed by the immaculate purity of water&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;The ecstasy felt as you know there is no other option&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;The only noise is you and the silence of your thoughts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;You slowly...slowly...feel your thoughts turn into action&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;The action made by the subtle innocence of decisions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;As you get out of this white space soaked with action&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Drying yourself by practicing those silent decisions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;The world disregard you as you remain committed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;You know that your silent promise rules above all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;God even shows His mercy on those who believe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Who believe in themselves, for they know righteous glory&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Even if the silence of the blessing is graciously received&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Be ready for the destruction to the foundation of the relationship&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;One ultimate conclusion received from the Lord of Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Love binds all those who devotedly bind with love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Rahul N. Singh&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9190312160722868039-1114298589308824774?l=rahulnsingh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rahulnsingh.blogspot.com/feeds/1114298589308824774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rahulnsingh.blogspot.com/2010/01/silence-of-blessing.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9190312160722868039/posts/default/1114298589308824774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9190312160722868039/posts/default/1114298589308824774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rahulnsingh.blogspot.com/2010/01/silence-of-blessing.html' title='Silence of the blessing'/><author><name>Rahul N. Singh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06411522123485360253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dxydYZ_Wb8I/SwRSjxbEuxI/AAAAAAAAARI/dJpgaozf4_8/S220/Photo+36.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9190312160722868039.post-7679018494602620948</id><published>2010-01-04T20:11:00.000Z</published><updated>2010-01-04T20:11:42.177Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rahul'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rahul n singh'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new year'/><title type='text'>New Year...new start?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;What do we expect in new years. new changes, a new us, a new start. Why give so many new hopes when you know...you will never achieve it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I know it sounds rather pessimistic but it is a truth. We claim to do things that would never happen and we know it. We say it so we create hope for a change, we make ridiculous resolutions and within a week or two...we are back to our old ways.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I never make any resolutions and neither do I see the new year to be a time for change. A new start begins everyday and it is how we live each day is more important. How much longer do we want to fool ourselves with these resolutions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;If we truly want to change for the better, we will do it straight away. If we don't want to change then we will make excuses. In fact, its human nature...we will make excuses.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Therefore when people say 'the new year is a time for a new start...a time to move on' it makes no difference to me. I live each day as it comes. I try to live each day as a new start. I move along with time and allow it to make my day.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I wish you all a happy new year...if you want to change then start with every day, if you don't want to then carry on living your lives as they are but don't complain!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Rahul N Singh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9190312160722868039-7679018494602620948?l=rahulnsingh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rahulnsingh.blogspot.com/feeds/7679018494602620948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rahulnsingh.blogspot.com/2010/01/new-yearnew-start.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9190312160722868039/posts/default/7679018494602620948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9190312160722868039/posts/default/7679018494602620948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rahulnsingh.blogspot.com/2010/01/new-yearnew-start.html' title='New Year...new start?'/><author><name>Rahul N. Singh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06411522123485360253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dxydYZ_Wb8I/SwRSjxbEuxI/AAAAAAAAARI/dJpgaozf4_8/S220/Photo+36.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9190312160722868039.post-7108793214707391262</id><published>2009-12-24T03:10:00.001Z</published><updated>2009-12-24T03:11:17.420Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rahul n singh'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christmas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pain'/><title type='text'>Christmas is not my time</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Here is a poem for you all...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Some wounds never heal&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;They remain forever fresh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Even as the world is merry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;As the time is to smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;You enjoy each moment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;You don't think of pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;You become merry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;While I sit lonely&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Reminiscing my loss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Knowing I'm a nobody&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;As I see the lights&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;That are on my street&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;They mean nothing to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;I feel nothing as I stand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Infront of them stagnant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;As I watch the smiles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Around the table&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;I force out a smile&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;The pain strikes my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Why do I still feel this?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;The pain that never goes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;I force on the act&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;And pretend I am happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;As conversations flow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;I keep thinking&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;This time last year&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;My heart was broken&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Shattered by losing you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;How can I feel the same&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;If even a year gone by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;You can't be with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;You still can't see I'm hurt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;But I should've moved on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Just like you did&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;But I did no wrong&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;You did the wrong&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;I will have to wait&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;For this saying to be true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;What goes around...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Comes back around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;I sit back and smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Knowing God owes me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;He has to give me back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;What was mine&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;While I'm still alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;I declare this to Him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Christmas is not my time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I wish you all a happy christmas and my best wishes to you, your family and friends.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rahul N. Singh&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/9190312160722868039-7108793214707391262?l=rahulnsingh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rahulnsingh.blogspot.com/feeds/7108793214707391262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rahulnsingh.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-is-not-my-time.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9190312160722868039/posts/default/7108793214707391262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9190312160722868039/posts/default/7108793214707391262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rahulnsingh.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-is-not-my-time.html' title='Christmas is not my time'/><author><name>Rahul N. Singh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06411522123485360253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dxydYZ_Wb8I/SwRSjxbEuxI/AAAAAAAAARI/dJpgaozf4_8/S220/Photo+36.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9190312160722868039.post-5858930565786070720</id><published>2009-12-20T14:59:00.003Z</published><updated>2009-12-20T15:05:27.203Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='coloured crayons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='persona'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rahul n singh'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='white paper'/><title type='text'>White paper - coloured crayons</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;At home is where I analyse myself beyond my persona. What I see in the mirror is a man on the path of self-destruction.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;When we look in the mirror what do we see? What do we analyse? How do we analyse? What questions pop up in our head? Do we find the answers straight away? If we get the answers, are we ready to change? So many questions but one question rules them all...are we going to lead to our own destruction or do we make ourselves stronger?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;This quote that I have posted is something that I created. I had been at home for a few days and I had realised that it is here, when it is quiet, when I am with myself, when I go away from my work is when I realise something. I realise that I am someone beyond just the 'Rahul' I see in the mirror and what my close friends and family see.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;I have always maintained that if I didn't have a strong persona, I would have given up on life. I can't even describe my persona, it is something that I cannot comprehend. The reason for that is I know myself too well. I know that it is the smiles on other people's faces that makes me stronger. Feeling the happiness of people around me gives me strength. Feeling the energy of goodwill also increases my faith and determination to do exceedingly well in life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;However, the dark side of the personality is when I look at the personal happiness in my life. Which I do find to be very little, as I still have not understood if I am happy when others are happy or if I am happy when I am happy. I still not have understood that. I know inside the pain that I have felt from other people, slowly destroys what made 'Rahul' - the man behind the persona. Before 'Rahul' used to be part of the persona but now it feels that I have my persona on a rent basis.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;I am sure some of you are finding this hard to understand. It is like the sun trying to understand the moon. They have never met but somehow they have a connection within the universe. The same way 'Rahul' has not met with his persona but somehow there is a connection. I sometimes wonder if I am the only person like this but I do believe every true artist is like the way I am. There is the persona and then there is the artist. The artist is like a white piece of paper whilst the persona is the coloured crayons that draw up a magnificent picture, which makes us who we are.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;So saying this, I am hoping I have made what I wanted to say a little clearer. I believe that me as a person is waiting for something to come along and take me away. However, the artist - the writer is waiting to give the world a lot of love and happiness. These are two opposites and only one is going to win. I know that if I have strength in my love...then one day I will meet with my persona again and I will end up owning it. Otherwise if I do not get my love...I will lose myself and become the persona completely.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;Rahul N Singh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&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/9190312160722868039-5858930565786070720?l=rahulnsingh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rahulnsingh.blogspot.com/feeds/5858930565786070720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rahulnsingh.blogspot.com/2009/12/white-paper-coloured-crayons.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9190312160722868039/posts/default/5858930565786070720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9190312160722868039/posts/default/5858930565786070720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rahulnsingh.blogspot.com/2009/12/white-paper-coloured-crayons.html' title='White paper - coloured crayons'/><author><name>Rahul N. Singh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06411522123485360253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dxydYZ_Wb8I/SwRSjxbEuxI/AAAAAAAAARI/dJpgaozf4_8/S220/Photo+36.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9190312160722868039.post-5790000672272491351</id><published>2009-12-18T21:33:00.000Z</published><updated>2009-12-18T21:33:43.523Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poem'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rahul n singh'/><title type='text'>Poem - Craters of the moon!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Today I want to share yet another silly poem I made up. I didn't feel like being serious. However, not everything that is serious is a masterpiece! &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend gave this buzzing glass&lt;br /&gt;I ended up dancing on the crisp grass&lt;br /&gt;I was told to take it a little slow slow&lt;br /&gt;I philosophised I had to begin to sow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I began sowing my seed of a buoyant life&lt;br /&gt;Damn! Where is the need to have a wife?&lt;br /&gt;Oh Great Lord, I'm loving this new beat&lt;br /&gt;Movement blessed with the sun's blazing heat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend says this land is not mine &lt;br /&gt;So I began to recite some poetry lines&lt;br /&gt;All around us stopped as she walked by&lt;br /&gt;Lord, why can't this love be a little lie?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She smiled at my silly little antics&lt;br /&gt;I became love's new and biggest fanatic&lt;br /&gt;I started shouting, singing, dancing to my tune&lt;br /&gt;As I saw her face on the craters of the moon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Rahul N Singh&lt;/i&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/9190312160722868039-5790000672272491351?l=rahulnsingh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rahulnsingh.blogspot.com/feeds/5790000672272491351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rahulnsingh.blogspot.com/2009/12/poem-craters-of-moon.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9190312160722868039/posts/default/5790000672272491351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9190312160722868039/posts/default/5790000672272491351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rahulnsingh.blogspot.com/2009/12/poem-craters-of-moon.html' title='Poem - Craters of the moon!'/><author><name>Rahul N. Singh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06411522123485360253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dxydYZ_Wb8I/SwRSjxbEuxI/AAAAAAAAARI/dJpgaozf4_8/S220/Photo+36.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9190312160722868039.post-1927517691024480495</id><published>2009-12-09T23:32:00.001Z</published><updated>2009-12-11T11:14:37.860Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='women'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='british asian'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='unwanted pregnancies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='british'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rahul n singh'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='men'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='desi'/><title type='text'>Unwanted Pregnancies</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;I bet you must be thinking what has he got to say about this. However, do not be surprised as my short film script that I am currently writing is dealing with this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;I was thinking a great deal amount what topic I should talk about. I have always stayed with romantic stories and I decided there was going to be no way that my first shot film script will go away from that. Although, I personally am not a huge fan of romantic stories but I do love writing them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;This film that is currently in pre-production deals with unwanted pregnances in british-asian households. The failure of men being responsible for their actions and some women going through the birth and not taking up the option of abortion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;The subject is a sensitive one as I do not want to hurt any sentiments but I want to have a lot of issues raised and sorted out in the 10 mins. Whether it is possible God knows but I know that some issues need to be raised. The great thing is that there is a possibility that there could be a sequal to it.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;The creative process is rather special. As I had planned this, I knew it would be something new for me, something different for me. Something that will show that it is all about the script. Visually it should be grand. However, with creativity there is boundaries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;One of the boundaries is cost. My producer told me straight up, I want it low budget. I agreed straight away because I knew I could create a low budget film with real location. But I had one issue...I wanted it for us British Asians. I wanted us to create awareness. So I said I will deal with the cast myself and choose the actors. This should be rather interesting and I hope my producer likes my script. It may be complete by the end of this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Anyway, I am going to sign off but I am hoping for all the best. The plan is to take it to film festivals if possible. I will keep you all posted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Rahul &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9190312160722868039-1927517691024480495?l=rahulnsingh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rahulnsingh.blogspot.com/feeds/1927517691024480495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rahulnsingh.blogspot.com/2009/12/unwanted-pregnancies.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9190312160722868039/posts/default/1927517691024480495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9190312160722868039/posts/default/1927517691024480495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rahulnsingh.blogspot.com/2009/12/unwanted-pregnancies.html' title='Unwanted Pregnancies'/><author><name>Rahul N. Singh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06411522123485360253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dxydYZ_Wb8I/SwRSjxbEuxI/AAAAAAAAARI/dJpgaozf4_8/S220/Photo+36.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9190312160722868039.post-3904286528931465586</id><published>2009-12-06T21:26:00.000Z</published><updated>2009-12-06T21:26:08.093Z</updated><title type='text'>The light of the lamp...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;I never wanted to let you go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;However I remained in this pain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;What is it that I'm hurt about?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Is it because I'm lonely without you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Even if I count all the stars at night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;I end up relating all the stars to your beauty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;My mind lights up with thoughts of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Yet it cries because you never came back to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;The silence that lies in my huge smile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Lies a deeply hurt and dark lonely man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Who knows how I continue to live like this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;But my heart is cutting itself into pieces&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Tears that are flowing from my eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;They never stop but only continue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Deep in my eyes where the ocean resides&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Where storms of pain create tsunamis within&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Nobody understands this pain I feel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Everyone tells me to forget and move on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;If your really want me to move on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Take me to a place where she doesn't exist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;As I light this lamp of fire without you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;I don't understand one important thing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Am I lighting up my own funeral pyre?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Or am I dreaming of my own death?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Rahul N. Singh &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9190312160722868039-3904286528931465586?l=rahulnsingh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rahulnsingh.blogspot.com/feeds/3904286528931465586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rahulnsingh.blogspot.com/2009/12/light-of-lamp.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9190312160722868039/posts/default/3904286528931465586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9190312160722868039/posts/default/3904286528931465586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rahulnsingh.blogspot.com/2009/12/light-of-lamp.html' title='The light of the lamp...'/><author><name>Rahul N. Singh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06411522123485360253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dxydYZ_Wb8I/SwRSjxbEuxI/AAAAAAAAARI/dJpgaozf4_8/S220/Photo+36.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9190312160722868039.post-1871965797381642386</id><published>2009-11-29T18:05:00.024Z</published><updated>2009-12-01T21:14:51.375Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='star'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rahul n singh'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='best friend'/><title type='text'>Poem - My Best Friend</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;object height="285" style="clear: left; float: left;" width="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/T-4hveriO90&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/T-4hveriO90&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;My Best Friend&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;My Best Friend&lt;br /&gt;Of my soul&lt;br /&gt;Never separate&lt;br /&gt;Always together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I miss you so much&lt;br /&gt;Every moment of mine is yours&lt;br /&gt;From where did it all begin&lt;br /&gt;To the time it had to end&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never forgot you&lt;br /&gt;I can't live without you&lt;br /&gt;Nobody understands this depth&lt;br /&gt;Of our special friendship&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My tears of laughter late at night&lt;br /&gt;Talking for all hours to no end&lt;br /&gt;Our night becoming day&lt;br /&gt;Our day becoming night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This beautiful bond we had&lt;br /&gt;We were in a land of freedom&lt;br /&gt;Fear of our possible continuous fights&lt;br /&gt;Our friendship took an unfortunate turn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The time we stopped talking&lt;br /&gt;My life has never been the same&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how to say this&lt;br /&gt;But I still do love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our exchanges may be seperated&lt;br /&gt;But my soul is attached to you&lt;br /&gt;To see your special smile again&lt;br /&gt;I could die to become your star&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could never see past myself&lt;br /&gt;This is all my fault right now&lt;br /&gt;But in your constant rememberance&lt;br /&gt;I now cry alone in the silent night  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may not be able to call you&lt;br /&gt;We may not be friends now&lt;br /&gt;I will always be there for you&lt;br /&gt;My love for you remains true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Best Friend&lt;br /&gt;Of my soul&lt;br /&gt;Never separate&lt;br /&gt;Always together&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rahul N. Singh&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&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/9190312160722868039-1871965797381642386?l=rahulnsingh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rahulnsingh.blogspot.com/feeds/1871965797381642386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rahulnsingh.blogspot.com/2009/11/poem-my-best-friend.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9190312160722868039/posts/default/1871965797381642386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9190312160722868039/posts/default/1871965797381642386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rahulnsingh.blogspot.com/2009/11/poem-my-best-friend.html' title='Poem - My Best Friend'/><author><name>Rahul N. Singh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06411522123485360253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dxydYZ_Wb8I/SwRSjxbEuxI/AAAAAAAAARI/dJpgaozf4_8/S220/Photo+36.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9190312160722868039.post-8426956290136975710</id><published>2009-11-23T23:33:00.044Z</published><updated>2009-11-24T02:28:25.071Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rahul n singh'/><title type='text'>Time moves forward but we stay backwards.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;'I tried to reconnect with you, but you rejected the call. Now I am moving forward, there's no way I'm staying backwards!'&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I wrote this on my Facebook earlier. I had a little time to think what keeps us back? Why do we stop ourselves from moving forward? Here are the few questions that spring to mind. Do we feel that people will stop loving us? Do we feel that we will lose the ability to love? Do we feel that there is danger if we move forward? If we move forward will we regret it later and see it as a mistake?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;If anyone wants to add any, please do. I will try and answer them.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Do we feel that people will stop loving us?&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;First of all, forget that people even love you! Hard to do?! It sure is! But we might aswell accept it. With the feeling that no one loves you, eventually you will begin to feel comfortable with yourself. You will begin to love yourself. This is a fundamental thing. Feel alone and you will never become alone. You are wondering what that means? The fact is the more we associate to an energy of nothingness, will we feel there is a strong presence. Not just any presence...but a strong energy. Some may call it God...I call it Rahul. You will call it by your name. A bit controversial? No! Self-realisation is God-realisation. So for five minutes, just think of nothing. Nothing at all. Even stop thinking that you are thinking about nothing. Eventually, that is the only love you need. The love for your self!&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Do we feel that we will lose the ability to love?&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Never! This is one of the tricks our minds play on us! If you become love, you cannot lose love. Love becomes every part of what you do. Even when you do not forgive, that will be seen as love. However, you cannot call every negative action or thought to be love. It has to have reason and logic. When you have understood love, it is very unlikely that you will lose it. I don't believe you can stop loving. It is like a disease, once you have one cell of love in your body, it travels everywhere...spreading to every part of your body. Simply, even when you do that excercise of thinking about nothing...you can never lose the ability to love. &lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Do we feel there is danger if we move forward?&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Fear! Fear is what kills everyone including the living. In fact, the living are dead although they are living. Fear is something that consumes us so much that we don't move anywhere. We stand still, allowing the world to rush past us and wake up finding we have missed so much. The fear of entering the unknown is always present if you feel it is unknown. Nothing in life is unknown, we just never try to find out for ourselves. We depend on others to instruct us. By the time you have been given the instructions, you have wasted time! You lose the whole process of gaining the instructions yourself. It is such a beautiful feeling! You will never feel there is danger as long as you remove the feeling of the 'Unknown'!&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;If we move forward will we regret it later and see it as a mistake?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;This depends on what deeds we have. Are they bad or good? It depends. Moving forward is quite a complex but simple thing to do. If we move forward without hurting others in the process then we will not regret it or see it as a mistake. If you have lost something in moving forward, most likely your road will only be a road of destruction. Yes, sometimes we move forward for the right thing, some people don't understand, it could be due to their ignorance. However, if they are not ignorant and you are losing their support then wake up! You will regret what you have done eventually and you will beat yourself for making the mistake. You cannot expect your loved ones to support you if you are in the wrong. You would not support your loved ones if they are in the wrong. It's simple as that. Yes, I openly admit that I do not support those that are doing wrong. If you lose any relationship you have with me, consider you will regret it and it will be or is a mistake right now. This does mean that in a way it makes me ignorant but I stand by what I believe in! I know what I do will not hurt others...my silence will hurt them! By having clear intentions, by being honest and moving forward, you will not regret it. If for once, you was dishonest, you changed your justifications then consider you have made the mistake!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Rahul N. Singh &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/9190312160722868039-8426956290136975710?l=rahulnsingh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rahulnsingh.blogspot.com/feeds/8426956290136975710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rahulnsingh.blogspot.com/2009/11/time-moves-forward-but-we-stay.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9190312160722868039/posts/default/8426956290136975710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9190312160722868039/posts/default/8426956290136975710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rahulnsingh.blogspot.com/2009/11/time-moves-forward-but-we-stay.html' title='Time moves forward but we stay backwards.'/><author><name>Rahul N. Singh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06411522123485360253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dxydYZ_Wb8I/SwRSjxbEuxI/AAAAAAAAARI/dJpgaozf4_8/S220/Photo+36.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9190312160722868039.post-7307030499742191620</id><published>2009-11-18T19:45:00.003Z</published><updated>2009-11-18T19:51:29.943Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='journey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spiritual'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rahul n singh'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><title type='text'>My Spiritual Journey</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Here is a poem I wrote today...it is a rather spiritual one. I hope you like it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Continuous prayers of devotion,&lt;br /&gt;My sins are washed away.&lt;br /&gt;Visiting your temples, people sin&lt;br /&gt;Even there, how do I let You in?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I chant aggressively on Your Name&lt;br /&gt;At home, I find a restless peace.&lt;br /&gt;My mind says it is not right,&lt;br /&gt;It says I must explore to find You.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I travel to the mountains,&lt;br /&gt;Searching aimlessly for Your Divinity.&lt;br /&gt;I pray in front of colourful idols,&lt;br /&gt;But still something is missing.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even the idols speak to me&lt;br /&gt;They say, 'find the Ultimate Shiva!'&lt;br /&gt;Where do I go to sip the Divine Nectar?&lt;br /&gt;These material benefits have no means&lt;br /&gt;I want to know who I truly am?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where does my soul truly belong?&lt;br /&gt;I came to this Earth with nothing,&lt;br /&gt;I'm told I'll leave with nothing&lt;br /&gt;So what is my worth, what do I take?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met a Saint one day, His glow&lt;br /&gt;Radiated who I was in an instant.&lt;br /&gt;What I was, is what I am now.&lt;br /&gt;What I am now is who I'll be after.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came from the energy of this Universe&lt;br /&gt;And I will immerse into the Universal Energy.&lt;br /&gt;Practices of doctrine and austerity mean nothing,&lt;br /&gt;As I meditate each day upon Your Name.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I humbly sip the Divine Nectar,&lt;br /&gt;From the All-pervading Universe.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Thank you for reading&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Rahul N. Singh&lt;/span&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/9190312160722868039-7307030499742191620?l=rahulnsingh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rahulnsingh.blogspot.com/feeds/7307030499742191620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rahulnsingh.blogspot.com/2009/11/my-spiritual-journey.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9190312160722868039/posts/default/7307030499742191620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9190312160722868039/posts/default/7307030499742191620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rahulnsingh.blogspot.com/2009/11/my-spiritual-journey.html' title='My Spiritual Journey'/><author><name>Rahul N. Singh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06411522123485360253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dxydYZ_Wb8I/SwRSjxbEuxI/AAAAAAAAARI/dJpgaozf4_8/S220/Photo+36.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9190312160722868039.post-7829514016002452909</id><published>2009-11-14T16:30:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-11-27T19:49:36.113Z</updated><title type='text'>Poem - Colours</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Here is a little poem/lyrics I wrote...it's something 'brainless' but I do like it. It's not meant to be taken seriously! Enjoy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Colours in the air&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I'm lovin this parade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Life of ours has many...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Colours flowin freely&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Your scarf that I grab&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;My foot soundin tap tap&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;For you I drag my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Your eyes a golden art&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Even that special glitter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;On your body shimmers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Rubbing against mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Intoxicatin like wine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;The flesh of our soft lips&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Touchin your red lipstick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;As we close our embrace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Every colour shows its grace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;Hope you liked it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9190312160722868039-7829514016002452909?l=rahulnsingh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rahulnsingh.blogspot.com/feeds/7829514016002452909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rahulnsingh.blogspot.com/2009/11/poem-colours.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9190312160722868039/posts/default/7829514016002452909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9190312160722868039/posts/default/7829514016002452909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rahulnsingh.blogspot.com/2009/11/poem-colours.html' title='Poem - Colours'/><author><name>Rahul N. Singh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06411522123485360253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dxydYZ_Wb8I/SwRSjxbEuxI/AAAAAAAAARI/dJpgaozf4_8/S220/Photo+36.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9190312160722868039.post-7425667491336124235</id><published>2009-11-13T13:56:00.004Z</published><updated>2009-11-13T14:09:16.514Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='unity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='greatness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='world'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rahul'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='peace'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jealousy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hatred'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rahul n singh'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='singh'/><title type='text'>Greatness cannot exist with jealousy...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3 class="GenericStory_Message" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;'Great people never say they are great; they know it, they feel great.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3 class="GenericStory_Message" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3 class="GenericStory_Message" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;This is something we can all relate to. What is greatness? Is there a definition? Forget the dictionary...think for yourself. What does it mean to you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3 class="GenericStory_Message" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3 class="GenericStory_Message" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I was told to think about what greatness means to me...It has no definition. It is something you feel, something you know that exists. It's this power that is able to make that person reach somewhere...a place where not many people will understand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3 class="GenericStory_Message" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3 class="GenericStory_Message" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;I have noticed that most great people, if not all, were all misunderstood. Why were they misunderstood? Some committed crimes that can never be forgiven but some did things for humanity. They strived for peace and unity. Yet, they are or were misunderstood. Does this happen due to our own definition of greatness?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3 class="GenericStory_Message" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3 class="GenericStory_Message" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;The main reason why I never gave an 'official' definition of the word is because the word itself is not objective...it is subjective. It means different things to different people. I find Mahatma Gandhi to be a great individual but that does not mean others will. I find him great because I feel his greatness. His words speak of his persona. This is only one example of the many great individuals that have blessed this earth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3 class="GenericStory_Message" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3 class="GenericStory_Message" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;There is the common human being on the street that is great. Have you ever walked past someone and thought...'they are great'? They haven't got a sign saying they are great. You just feel it by their mere presence. That is what I'm on about. It is the energy they give out to the world around them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3 class="GenericStory_Message" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3 class="GenericStory_Message" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;However, there is one thing that does not see greatness. That is jealousy. When you know someone is great, there is something that is inside some of us, that wants to bring other people down. We want to degrade people. We want to see them suffer. We tell others that there are better people out there than the greats. Jealousy does not promote greatness, it creates tension. It creates doubts that end up breaking relationships.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3 class="GenericStory_Message" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3 class="GenericStory_Message" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is not a platform for me to say who is great or what is great. It is about clearing your mind of all those barriers and thinking with a clear vision. A vision for only seeing one thing. The day you can see greatness, even in your enemy is the day you become great.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3 class="GenericStory_Message" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3 class="GenericStory_Message" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Will we ever see a world full of great people? No, the straight answer is no! Why? Jealousy. It will continue to consume us and our egos. However, great people will always stand above those jealous hypocrites. Great people always win at the end. Let's hope we realise who they are before they leave this world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3 class="GenericStory_Message" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rahul N. 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