<?xml version="1.0" encoding="iso-8859-1"?><rss version="1.0"><channel><title>Diary of GAUTAM VERMA</title><link>http://mylonelyheart.rediffiland.com/</link><description>Diary of GAUTAM VERMA</description><language>en-us</language><item><title>Missing and Absent....</title><description><![CDATA[<P><FONT face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" color=#666600 size=2>it's quite simple and plain...</FONT></P><BR><P><FONT face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" color=#666600 size=2> i need not explain.....</FONT></P><BR><P><FONT face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" color=#666600 size=2>first, work took me to lands of no internet...</FONT></P><BR><P><FONT face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" color=#666600 size=2> on return, loss of father was the fate...i met...</FONT></P><BR><P><FONT face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" color=#666600 size=2>still working around with life without him...</FONT></P><BR><P><FONT face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" color=#666600 size=2>coming to terms slowly...in darkness and in dim..</FONT></P><BR><P><FONT face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" color=#666600 size=2>jotting down few lines again....</FONT></P><BR><P><FONT face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" color=#666600 size=2>  of some dreams and some pain...</FONT></P><BR><P><FONT face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" color=#666600 size=2>hope i will last to continue...</FONT></P><BR><P><FONT face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" color=#666600 size=2>  taking my notes... false and true....</FONT></P>]]></description><pubDate>Thu, 01 Nov 2007 22:58:07 +0530</pubDate><link>http://mylonelyheart.rediffiland.com/blogs/2007/11/01/Missing-and.html</link></item><item><title>will you wait for a while !</title><description><![CDATA[<P><FONT face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" color=#ff9900 size=2><STRONG>one after one.. </STRONG></FONT></P><P><FONT face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" color=#ff9900 size=2><STRONG>ticking away to glory.. </STRONG></FONT></P><P><FONT face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" color=#ff9900 size=2><STRONG>come and go...</STRONG></FONT></P><P><FONT face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" color=#ff9900 size=2><STRONG> little secrets they know...</STRONG></FONT></P><P><FONT face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" color=#ff9900 size=2><STRONG>of minds and matters..</STRONG></FONT></P><P><FONT face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" color=#ff9900 size=2><STRONG> thoughts that scatter...</STRONG></FONT></P><P><FONT face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" color=#ff9900 size=2><STRONG>racing to fill the time...</STRONG></FONT></P><P><FONT face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" color=#ff9900 size=2><STRONG>trifle or sublime..</STRONG></FONT></P><P><FONT face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" color=#ff9900 size=2><STRONG>speaking with silence..</STRONG></FONT></P><P><FONT face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" color=#ff9900 size=2><STRONG> opening up the eyes of lens...</STRONG></FONT></P><P><FONT face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" color=#ff9900 size=2><STRONG>making the minutes...</STRONG></FONT></P><P><FONT face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" color=#ff9900 size=2><STRONG>and hours and days...</STRONG></FONT></P><P><FONT face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" color=#ff9900 size=2><STRONG>history they make...</STRONG></FONT></P><P><FONT face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" color=#ff9900 size=2><STRONG>some forgotten...</STRONG></FONT></P><P><FONT face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" color=#ff9900 size=2><STRONG>some stays...</STRONG></FONT></P><P><FONT face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" color=#ff9900 size=2><STRONG>this present of every breath...</STRONG></FONT></P><P><FONT face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" color=#ff9900 size=2><STRONG>sucumbing to a quick death...</STRONG></FONT></P><P><FONT face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" color=#ff9900 size=2><STRONG>covering the calendar..</STRONG></FONT></P><P><FONT face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" color=#ff9900 size=2><STRONG>of years and years...</STRONG></FONT></P><P><FONT face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" color=#ff9900 size=2><STRONG>lost in time and space..</STRONG></FONT></P><P><FONT face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" color=#ff9900 size=2><STRONG> appearing forever to grace..</STRONG></FONT></P><P><FONT face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" color=#ff9900 size=2><STRONG>like a solemn prayer..</STRONG></FONT></P><P><FONT face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" color=#ff9900 size=2><STRONG>dissolved in wind..</STRONG></FONT></P><P><FONT face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" color=#ff9900 size=2><STRONG>seeping in layers upon layer..</STRONG></FONT></P><P><FONT face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" color=#ff9900 size=2><STRONG>even beyond ..till death do us part..</STRONG></FONT></P><P><FONT face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" color=#ff9900 size=2><STRONG>to have another start..</STRONG></FONT></P><P><FONT face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" color=#ff9900 size=2><STRONG>or that he happily lived ever after..</STRONG></FONT></P><P><FONT face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" color=#ff9900 size=2><STRONG>cracking jokes....hearty laughter...</STRONG></FONT></P><P><FONT face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" color=#ff9900 size=2><STRONG></STRONG></FONT> </P>]]></description><pubDate>Tue, 31 Jul 2007 00:14:47 +0530</pubDate><link>http://mylonelyheart.rediffiland.com/blogs/2007/07/31/will-you-wait-for-a-while.html</link></item><item><title>Bridges and Islands</title><description><![CDATA[<PRE><FONT color=#003333><STRONG>little sharp </STRONG></FONT></PRE><PRE><FONT color=#003333><STRONG>little rough</STRONG></FONT></PRE><PRE><FONT color=#003333><STRONG>little weak</STRONG></FONT></PRE><PRE><FONT color=#003333><STRONG>little rough</STRONG></FONT></PRE><PRE><FONT color=#003333><STRONG>fires </STRONG></FONT></PRE><PRE><FONT color=#003333><STRONG>and </STRONG></FONT></PRE><PRE><FONT color=#003333><STRONG>flames</STRONG></FONT></PRE><PRE><FONT color=#003333><STRONG>places </STRONG></FONT></PRE><PRE><FONT color=#003333><STRONG>and</STRONG></FONT></PRE><PRE><FONT color=#003333><STRONG>names</STRONG></FONT></PRE><PRE><FONT color=#003333><STRONG>some present</STRONG></FONT></PRE><PRE><FONT color=#003333><STRONG>some past</STRONG></FONT></PRE><PRE><FONT color=#003333><STRONG>some disappear</STRONG></FONT></PRE><PRE><FONT color=#003333><STRONG>some last</STRONG></FONT></PRE><PRE><FONT color=#003333><STRONG>blood </STRONG></FONT></PRE><PRE><FONT color=#003333><STRONG>and</STRONG></FONT></PRE><PRE><FONT color=#003333><STRONG>sweat</STRONG></FONT></PRE><PRE><FONT color=#003333><STRONG>dried </STRONG></FONT></PRE><PRE><FONT color=#003333><STRONG>and </STRONG></FONT></PRE><PRE><FONT color=#003333><STRONG>wet</STRONG></FONT></PRE><PRE><FONT color=#003333><STRONG>slight chance </STRONG></FONT></PRE><PRE><FONT color=#003333><STRONG>slight edge</STRONG></FONT></PRE><PRE><FONT color=#003333><STRONG>slight promise </STRONG></FONT></PRE><PRE><FONT color=#003333><STRONG>slight pledge</STRONG></FONT></PRE><PRE><FONT color=#003333><STRONG>winds </STRONG></FONT></PRE><PRE><FONT color=#003333><STRONG>and </STRONG></FONT></PRE><PRE><FONT color=#003333><STRONG>waves</STRONG></FONT></PRE><PRE><FONT color=#003333><STRONG>works</STRONG></FONT></PRE><PRE><FONT color=#003333><STRONG>and</STRONG></FONT></PRE><PRE><FONT color=#003333><STRONG>slaves</STRONG></FONT></PRE><PRE><FONT color=#003333><STRONG>deep breath</STRONG></FONT></PRE><PRE><FONT color=#003333><STRONG>deep thought</STRONG></FONT></PRE><PRE><FONT color=#003333><STRONG>deep designs</STRONG></FONT></PRE><PRE><FONT color=#003333><STRONG>deep plots</STRONG></FONT></PRE><PRE><FONT color=#003333><STRONG>water</STRONG></FONT></PRE><PRE><FONT color=#003333><STRONG>and</STRONG></FONT></PRE><PRE><FONT color=#003333><STRONG>fluid</STRONG></FONT></PRE><PRE><FONT color=#003333><STRONG>moments </STRONG></FONT></PRE><PRE><FONT color=#003333><STRONG>all</STRONG></FONT></PRE><PRE><FONT color=#003333><STRONG>vivid</STRONG></FONT></PRE><PRE><FONT color=#003333><STRONG>full life </STRONG></FONT></PRE><PRE><FONT color=#003333><STRONG>full road</STRONG></FONT></PRE><PRE><FONT color=#003333><STRONG>full circle </STRONG></FONT></PRE><PRE><FONT color=#003333><STRONG>full load</STRONG></FONT></PRE><PRE><FONT color=#003333><STRONG>earth </STRONG></FONT></PRE><PRE><FONT color=#003333><STRONG>and </STRONG></FONT></PRE><PRE><FONT color=#003333><STRONG>sky</STRONG></FONT></PRE><PRE><FONT color=#003333><STRONG>down </STRONG></FONT></PRE><PRE><FONT color=#003333><STRONG>and </STRONG></FONT></PRE><PRE><FONT color=#003333><STRONG>high..</STRONG></FONT></PRE><PRE><FONT color=#003333><STRONG> </STRONG></FONT></PRE><PRE><FONT color=#003333><STRONG> </STRONG></FONT></PRE><PRE><FONT color=#003333><STRONG>                                                          </STRONG></FONT></PRE>]]></description><pubDate>Fri, 20 Jul 2007 01:03:12 +0530</pubDate><link>http://mylonelyheart.rediffiland.com/blogs/2007/07/20/Bridges-and.html</link></item><item><title>The journey of flux</title><description><![CDATA[ <FONT face=Alba color=#8000ff><STRONG> count sure all under sun...<BR>    world..mind..matter...ten to one...<BR>       walk in air....drift and dare...<BR>          little hurts...big gains....don't compare<BR><BR>  all winds pulling me apart...<BR>      wish to breathe again..when to start...<BR>           like falling leaves on forsaken ground...<BR>               toss one to heaven...yet be spellbound...<BR><BR> lost times...lost places...world lost on to me..<BR>    losing the self... solace solemn and free...<BR>      lines cutting through destiny and directions...<BR>         joined in the middle..embracing all compulsions...</STRONG></FONT>]]></description><pubDate>Sat, 30 Jun 2007 21:47:27 +0530</pubDate><link>http://mylonelyheart.rediffiland.com/blogs/2007/06/30/The-journey-of.html</link></item><item><title>Glimpse of a beautiful profile</title><description><![CDATA[<P><FONT face=QuigleyWiggly color=#ff8000 size=5>chiselled perfectly on each turn, a marvel,<BR>   profile fit enogh to be in white marble<BR>eyes , deep and drowning, that kept in bind<BR>   gaze, pointed and probing, spoke to sleeping mind<BR> the glow of charishma, a charm of thousand roses<BR>    the effect sublime, of absolutely aphrodasiac dozes<BR>the hairs, dark and long, freely blowing with the breeze<BR>    the nosetrils sensing,  filled with animated frreze<BR> the killing smile, a little knowing, on the rosy lips<BR>   heartbeats, racing and thumping to a sudden skip<BR>  what a moment, a celebration of truly divine creation<BR>   what to say, a wonder of life, better than even imagination...</FONT></P>]]></description><pubDate>Mon, 18 Jun 2007 15:36:35 +0530</pubDate><link>http://mylonelyheart.rediffiland.com/blogs/2007/06/18/Glimpse-of-a-beautiful.html</link></item><item><title>of chaos and of silence.....</title><description><![CDATA[<FONT face=Grenoble color=#808000 size=4>to each soul <BR>the silence of sublime<BR>deludes <BR>the reason to become<BR>the unbecoming.....<BR>in spaces <BR>of chaos and of silence<BR>i am<BR>unaware of such trials and tirbulations,<BR>both <BR>asleep  and  awake,<BR>beyond reasons <BR>known...<BR>some say <BR>i must have hurt myself badly<BR> to be so numb...so dumb...<BR>others crumple over the dried torn <BR>leaves of another time...<BR>fusing life to lost times....<BR></FONT>]]></description><pubDate>Mon, 11 Jun 2007 16:47:17 +0530</pubDate><link>http://mylonelyheart.rediffiland.com/blogs/2007/06/11/of-chaos-and-of.html</link></item><item><title>The Torn Pieces</title><description><![CDATA[<P><FONT face=Zephyr color=#808000 size=4>the torn <BR>pieces of papers<BR>lying <BR>shattered <BR>in the dustbin<BR>blowing<BR> this<BR> and that,<BR>too much <BR>of indulging<BR> passion<BR> bore<BR>it carried<BR> the emotions <BR>so stuffed<BR>ached <BR>the heart<BR> bad enough<BR>to glisten <BR>the eyes<BR>with a sigh<BR>filled with  <BR>disillusionment<BR>of <BR>a life time......<BR></FONT></P>]]></description><pubDate>Mon, 04 Jun 2007 15:24:21 +0530</pubDate><link>http://mylonelyheart.rediffiland.com/blogs/2007/06/04/The-Torn.html</link></item><item><title>Carrying On.....</title><description><![CDATA[<P><FONT face=Tunga color=#004040 size=4>some thoughts <BR>i carry<BR> that some<BR>thoughts <BR>would <BR>carry me<BR>through <BR>to the horizon,<BR>by chance <BR>or<BR> by design,<BR>to the realms <BR>of pure bliss<BR>and <BR>till then <BR>i must<BR> carry on<BR>with <BR>all<BR> my <BR>strength ............<BR></FONT></P>]]></description><pubDate>Fri, 01 Jun 2007 14:30:35 +0530</pubDate><link>http://mylonelyheart.rediffiland.com/blogs/2007/06/01/Carrying.html</link></item><item><title>A time to explain</title><description><![CDATA[<P><FONT face="Century Gothic" color=#8080c0 size=4>there would be time to complain<BR>there would be time to explain<BR>but for now<BR>running past emotions of living in human sea<BR>amidst times such as these<BR>hot wind balloning in the open<BR>cool conditioner keeping the interiors calm<BR>the jungle of concretes mushrooming in every vacant land<BR>the underbelly they say is warming globally<BR>people on the street jostle for each inch of life <BR>each side of life<BR>to reach to a damned destination<BR>of silent onlookers<BR>hooked on to the marshalled game <BR>of survival<BR>survival of the sickest<BR>till death do us part<BR>till metaphors keep on losing their meanings<BR>crusaders all gone<BR>pretending to be messangers of something divine<BR>not though this time<BR>such is the times these days<BR>i walk out of my door straight to the flux<BR>of belief and disbelief<BR>of stupid and sublime<BR>of thousand lives and thousand deaths<BR>there would be time to complain<BR>there would be time to explain  </FONT></P>]]></description><pubDate>Thu, 31 May 2007 13:56:37 +0530</pubDate><link>http://mylonelyheart.rediffiland.com/blogs/2007/05/31/A-time-to.html</link></item><item><title>Stepping down from thirty thousand feet..</title><description><![CDATA[walk the same road<BR>with the same twist<BR>without any fear and pretense<BR>all focussed and prepared<BR>and prove the point<BR>for memory might fail<BR>for the world wants a confirmation<BR>that you carry the same fire<BR>all along<BR>that the mirrors have not faded the mask<BR>in grains of time<BR>that the armour can still cover the aims<BR>that your moments are not too heavy<BR>down the road<BR>to your lonely existence<BR>that you can still create magic in your own eyes<BR>to spellbound the world<BR>that you've become <BR>more of what you always were<BR>but doubts remained<BR>till the last moment<BR>none for any concern<BR>just for some mindless fun....... ]]></description><pubDate>Wed, 30 May 2007 15:25:25 +0530</pubDate><link>http://mylonelyheart.rediffiland.com/blogs/2007/05/30/Stepping-down-from-thirty-thousand.html</link></item></channel></rss>