<?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-1646722369931275707</id><updated>2011-05-31T05:46:10.106-07:00</updated><category term='a friend:gem lost'/><category term='Longing'/><title type='text'>A ray of hope -- mirage</title><subtitle type='html'>Sometimes in life in despair when a ray of light comes that seems to change all proves in end to be a mirage.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelesserhuman.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646722369931275707/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelesserhuman.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Sunny_Volt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09586514874779269046</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_I64lMpNHJ9o/R-AFn2bTPJI/AAAAAAAAAUs/vyCRTnf2RRQ/S220/22-08-06_0941.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>4</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1646722369931275707.post-2534425052163622322</id><published>2009-04-06T10:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T14:39:13.849-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Longing'/><title type='text'>Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Life, the reason to live&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;where are you ? gone ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;with love of my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;breath remains, why ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;to moan and cry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;existence, so cursed &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;so weak , desert dry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Life ? Where are you ? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Eyes, the method to see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;where are you ? gone ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I am  now blind,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;vision remains, why ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;to search her and cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;vision, pitch black,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;burning, always dry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Life ? Where are you ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Touch, to feel her near&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Where gone you ? vanished ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;as I got banished, was her life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;sensation remains, why ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;to remind of her ? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;will she come back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;or my hopes all wry ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Life ? Where are you ?&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/1646722369931275707-2534425052163622322?l=thelesserhuman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelesserhuman.blogspot.com/feeds/2534425052163622322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1646722369931275707&amp;postID=2534425052163622322' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646722369931275707/posts/default/2534425052163622322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646722369931275707/posts/default/2534425052163622322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelesserhuman.blogspot.com/2009/04/life.html' title='Life'/><author><name>Sunny_Volt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09586514874779269046</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_I64lMpNHJ9o/R-AFn2bTPJI/AAAAAAAAAUs/vyCRTnf2RRQ/S220/22-08-06_0941.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1646722369931275707.post-7358470420086075120</id><published>2009-03-30T20:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T22:11:30.936-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Rain</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I64lMpNHJ9o/SdGlSLr1YSI/AAAAAAAAA-8/0AMfEQxfvZQ/s1600-h/rain.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 590px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I64lMpNHJ9o/SdGlSLr1YSI/AAAAAAAAA-8/0AMfEQxfvZQ/s400/rain.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319214366694138146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;close your eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;and feel the rain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;as it comes warm,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;from the evening sky.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;open your heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;and feel no pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;let flow with charm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;and never let cry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;extend your arms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;and welcome it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;for its godsend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;trust and don't pry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;your soul will drench,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;salvation achieved,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;divinity so close,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;elixir , will never dry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Path till now ,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;all dust and heavy,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;its the blessing,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;its the rain of joy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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/1646722369931275707-7358470420086075120?l=thelesserhuman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelesserhuman.blogspot.com/feeds/7358470420086075120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1646722369931275707&amp;postID=7358470420086075120' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646722369931275707/posts/default/7358470420086075120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646722369931275707/posts/default/7358470420086075120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelesserhuman.blogspot.com/2009/03/rain.html' title='The Rain'/><author><name>Sunny_Volt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09586514874779269046</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_I64lMpNHJ9o/R-AFn2bTPJI/AAAAAAAAAUs/vyCRTnf2RRQ/S220/22-08-06_0941.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I64lMpNHJ9o/SdGlSLr1YSI/AAAAAAAAA-8/0AMfEQxfvZQ/s72-c/rain.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1646722369931275707.post-1756695006415214427</id><published>2008-04-15T13:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T14:17:45.110-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ascent, Down the life</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;It was a silent dream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Now, Lost in my mental realm,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;why lost, was it killed ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;or was buried and was sealed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;It was lost, no mourning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;but labored one offspring&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;a little malign but pure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;it offered a little cure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;The essence that remains&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;is my soul's food, main,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;the soul is dying slowly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;leaving this life so lowly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;The essence of my once lost silent dream is now a fragrance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;that remains dissolved is recognized now and when but can't be captured.It is growing feeble slowly and will die out some day. The only reason being, its getting mingled with others or it was not strong enough in the beginning as it is in others.Once the fragrance will die out it would kill my life and one more corpse would walk the earth or rather would be dragged along with the tangles of this lowly life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;           The essence or the fragrance is none other than the desire to rise in life in whatsoever field, a desire to excel.This was the very essence of my first dream(unfulfilled). Then a new dream is born  different from the earlier but essence still the same, compromises in this life has weakened the essence the fragrance and now I demand a less higher pinnacle and who knows this dream may again be compromised for other and my pinnacle would grow shorter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;But the life is not what we get once we reach the pinnacle its the journey to the zenith. And once the journey would be over a new journey a new zenith should lie ahead or life would cease to exist though your existence may not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1646722369931275707-1756695006415214427?l=thelesserhuman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelesserhuman.blogspot.com/feeds/1756695006415214427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1646722369931275707&amp;postID=1756695006415214427' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646722369931275707/posts/default/1756695006415214427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646722369931275707/posts/default/1756695006415214427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelesserhuman.blogspot.com/2008/04/ascent-down-life.html' title='Ascent, Down the life'/><author><name>Sunny_Volt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09586514874779269046</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_I64lMpNHJ9o/R-AFn2bTPJI/AAAAAAAAAUs/vyCRTnf2RRQ/S220/22-08-06_0941.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1646722369931275707.post-3063807222757461885</id><published>2008-04-06T06:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T03:55:17.571-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='a friend:gem lost'/><title type='text'>the Mist</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;This is my very first post for this blog .Well why did  I name it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;mirage&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt; I am not much clear about it. The faintest idea that comes to my mind is may be I found some mirage like situations and the subconscious prompted this up or what I firmly believe is that I left behind a ray of hope taking it to be a mirage (but its not my fault I am experienced enough to confuse between either two).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Since a very long time I wonder and curse myself rather my eyes as they are responsible for all my falls(not thanking them for the ascent ,in life, they are responsible for ),are my eyes fooling me or they have really gone weak, the eyes ,not the physical one, the one that your mind and heart use to look around to judge to decide the vital decisions of this life..but now I have realized it is a mist around me(ah  my eyes are not at fault).and I am the one who can not penetrate it though many others are so strong (in their eyesight) that they never will have an idea that '&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;mist&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;' exists. The mist prevails  very strongly around the eyes that no Sun would ever puff it off it will grow dense and complicated the only rescue is to find some way to look through it or get fooled by the mysterious illusions created by the magicians of this world.magicians may be humans but are situations most of the time that this life puts you through.It might be a bit confusing but every now and then I see magicians around me with glittering eyes putting up the show entertaining (read fooling here) and robbing away my little precious wealth.Wealth as I see it all that you value high and would care for and crave for. Loss and gain, all aspects, monetary relational mental are all part of this very life but it hurts to lose a gem once possessed,it may lie untouched or may be found by someone who would cherish it more than you do or could kick it for a pebble at large.(gem's destiny)               &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/1646722369931275707-3063807222757461885?l=thelesserhuman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelesserhuman.blogspot.com/feeds/3063807222757461885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1646722369931275707&amp;postID=3063807222757461885' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646722369931275707/posts/default/3063807222757461885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646722369931275707/posts/default/3063807222757461885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelesserhuman.blogspot.com/2008/04/mist.html' title='the Mist'/><author><name>Sunny_Volt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09586514874779269046</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_I64lMpNHJ9o/R-AFn2bTPJI/AAAAAAAAAUs/vyCRTnf2RRQ/S220/22-08-06_0941.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
