<?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-531666732106664946</id><updated>2011-07-30T20:36:38.104+05:30</updated><category term='English Lyrics'/><category term='Hindi Song Lyrics'/><category term='Stories'/><category term='Marathi Kavita'/><category term='Short Messeges'/><title type='text'>........</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tusharyande2.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/531666732106664946/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tusharyande2.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Tushar D Yande</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_aizimPbgSj8/SDw-fI3il1I/AAAAAAAAHEI/143ABp8GIkA/S220/Tushar+Photo.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>19</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-531666732106664946.post-7305828705702891846</id><published>2010-06-10T15:29:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2010-06-10T15:30:59.798+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Great sayings</title><content type='html'>&lt;meta charset="utf-8"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 6px; 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charset=utf-8"&gt;&lt;meta name="ProgId" content="OneNote.File"&gt;&lt;meta name="Generator" content="Microsoft OneNote 12"&gt;  &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-family: Calibri; font-size: 11pt;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="margin: 0in;font-size:11pt;" lang="mr"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Mangal;"&gt;प्रत्येकाच्या&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Mangal;"&gt;मनात&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Mangal;"&gt;एक&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Mangal;"&gt;मस्तानी&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Mangal;"&gt;असते&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="margin: 0in;font-size:11pt;" lang="mr"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Mangal;"&gt;अरे&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Mangal;"&gt;हळु&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Mangal;"&gt;ही&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Mangal;"&gt;गोष्ट&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Mangal;"&gt;फ़क्त&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Mangal;"&gt;स्वतःशी&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Mangal;"&gt;बोलयची&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Mangal;"&gt;असते&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="margin: 0in;font-size:11pt;" lang="mr"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Mangal;"&gt;लग्नाची&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Mangal;"&gt;असली&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Mangal;"&gt;तरी&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Mangal;"&gt;ती&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Mangal;"&gt;फ़क्त&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Mangal;"&gt;बायको&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Mangal;"&gt;असते&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="margin: 0in;font-size:11pt;" lang="mr"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Mangal;"&gt;आपली&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Mangal;"&gt;मस्तानी&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Mangal;"&gt;कोणालाच&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Mangal;"&gt;सांगायची&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Mangal;"&gt;नसते&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-family: Calibri; font-size: 11pt;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="margin: 0in;font-size:11pt;" lang="mr"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Mangal;"&gt;लोक&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Mangal;"&gt;म्हणतात&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Mangal;"&gt;हा&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Mangal;"&gt;व्यभिचार&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Mangal;"&gt;आहे&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="margin: 0in;font-size:11pt;" lang="mr"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Mangal;"&gt;जाणुन&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Mangal;"&gt;बुजुन&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Mangal;"&gt;केलेला&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Mangal;"&gt;अविचार&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Mangal;"&gt;आहे&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-family: Calibri; font-size: 11pt;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="margin: 0in;font-size:11pt;" lang="mr"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Mangal;"&gt;बोलणारे&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Mangal;"&gt;लोक&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Mangal;"&gt;खोटारडे&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Mangal;"&gt;असतात&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="margin: 0in;font-size:11pt;" lang="mr"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Mangal;"&gt;स्वतःपासुन&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Mangal;"&gt;सुद्धा&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Mangal;"&gt;काहीतरी&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Mangal;"&gt;लपवतात&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="margin: 0in;font-size:11pt;" lang="mr"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Mangal;"&gt;करतील&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Mangal;"&gt;काय&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Mangal;"&gt;सगळेच&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Mangal;"&gt;बाजीराव&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Mangal;"&gt;नसतात&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-family: Calibri; font-size: 11pt;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="margin: 0in;font-size:11pt;" lang="mr"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Mangal;"&gt;लोक&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Mangal;"&gt;नेहेमी&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Mangal;"&gt;असेच&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Mangal;"&gt;वागतात&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="margin: 0in;font-size:11pt;" lang="mr"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Mangal;"&gt;बाजीरावाचे&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Mangal;"&gt;प्रेम&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Mangal;"&gt;ग्रेट&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Mangal;"&gt;म्हणतात&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="margin: 0in;font-size:11pt;" lang="mr"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Mangal;"&gt;तुमच्या&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Mangal;"&gt;आमच्या&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Mangal;"&gt;चारित्र्यावर&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Mangal;"&gt;चिखल&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Mangal;"&gt;उडवतात&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="margin: 0in;font-size:11pt;" lang="mr"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Mangal;"&gt;येता&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Mangal;"&gt;जाता&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Mangal;"&gt;नैतिकतेचे&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Mangal;"&gt;डोस&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Mangal;"&gt;पाजतात&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-family: Calibri; font-size: 11pt;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="margin: 0in;font-size:11pt;" lang="mr"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Mangal;"&gt;बालपणी&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Mangal;"&gt;मस्तानी&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Mangal;"&gt;एक&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Mangal;"&gt;परी&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Mangal;"&gt;असते&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="margin: 0in;font-size:11pt;" lang="mr"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Mangal;"&gt;तारुणा‌ईच&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Mangal;"&gt;पहिल&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Mangal;"&gt;प्रेम&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Mangal;"&gt;असते&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="margin: 0in;font-size:11pt;" lang="mr"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Mangal;"&gt;वय&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Mangal;"&gt;वाढल्यावर&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Mangal;"&gt;सखी&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Mangal;"&gt;असाते&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="margin: 0in;font-size:11pt;" lang="mr"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Mangal;"&gt;काहीही&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Mangal;"&gt;म्हणा&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Mangal;"&gt;प्रत्येकाच्या&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Mangal;"&gt;मनात&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Mangal;"&gt;असते&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-family: Calibri; font-size: 11pt;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="margin: 0in;font-size:11pt;" lang="mr"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Mangal;"&gt;प्रत्येकाला&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Mangal;"&gt;ठा‌उक&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Mangal;"&gt;असते&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Mangal;"&gt;मस्तानी&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Mangal;"&gt;आपली&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Mangal;"&gt;होणार&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Mangal;"&gt;नाही&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="margin: 0in;font-size:11pt;" lang="mr"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Mangal;"&gt;सगळ्यांचे&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Mangal;"&gt;नशिब&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Mangal;"&gt;काही&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Mangal;"&gt;तेवढे&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Mangal;"&gt;थोर&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Mangal;"&gt;नाही&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="margin: 0in;font-size:11pt;" lang="mr"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Mangal;"&gt;तरीही&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Mangal;"&gt;आपली&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Mangal;"&gt;मस्तानी&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Mangal;"&gt;जपायची&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Mangal;"&gt;असते&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="margin: 0in;font-size:11pt;" lang="mr"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Mangal;"&gt;मनाच्या&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Mangal;"&gt;कप्प्यात&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Mangal;"&gt;खोल&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Mangal;"&gt;खोल&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Mangal;"&gt;दडवायची&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Mangal;"&gt;असते&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/531666732106664946-2247153533609180552?l=tusharyande2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/531666732106664946/posts/default/2247153533609180552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/531666732106664946/posts/default/2247153533609180552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tusharyande2.blogspot.com/2008/07/blog-post_19.html' title='मस्तानी'/><author><name>Tushar D Yande</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_aizimPbgSj8/SDw-fI3il1I/AAAAAAAAHEI/143ABp8GIkA/S220/Tushar+Photo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-531666732106664946.post-1213849475688613258</id><published>2008-07-15T15:52:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2008-07-15T15:52:49.447+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Five Philosophies of life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="post-content"&gt;             &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;(1) “DON’T LET SOMEONE BECOME A PRIORITY IN YOUR LIFE…&lt;br /&gt;WHEN YOU ARE JUST AN OPTION FOR THEM…..”&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;(2)  “NEVER CRY FOR ANY RELATION IN LIFE&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;BECAUSE FOR THE ONE WHOM YOU CRY&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;DOES NOT DESERVE YOUR TEARS&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;AND THE ONE WHO DESERVES&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;WILL NEVER LET YOU CRY……… …….. ”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;(3)   TREAT EVERYONE WITH POLITENESS&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;EVEN THOSE WHO ARE RUDE TO YOU,&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;NOT BECAUSE THEY ARE NOT NICE&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;BUT BECAUSE YOU ARE NICE…….. ……… ……&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;(4)   NEVER SEARCH YOUR HAPPINESS&lt;/p&gt; &lt;!-- END TAG --&gt; &lt;p&gt;IN OTHERS&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;WHICH WILL MAKE YOU&lt;br /&gt;FEEL ALONE,&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;RATHER SEARCH IT IN YOURSELF&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;YOU WILL FEEL HAPPY&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;EVEN IF YOU ARE LEFT ALONE……. ……… ……&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;(5)    HAPPINESS ALWAYS LOOKS SMALL&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;WHEN WE HOLD IT IN OUR HANDS.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;BUT WHEN WE LEARN TO&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;SHARE IT,&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;WE REALIZE&lt;/p&gt;               &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/531666732106664946-1213849475688613258?l=tusharyande2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/531666732106664946/posts/default/1213849475688613258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/531666732106664946/posts/default/1213849475688613258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tusharyande2.blogspot.com/2008/07/five-philosophies-of-life.html' title='Five Philosophies of life'/><author><name>Tushar D Yande</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_aizimPbgSj8/SDw-fI3il1I/AAAAAAAAHEI/143ABp8GIkA/S220/Tushar+Photo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-531666732106664946.post-7966233809889809680</id><published>2008-07-15T15:41:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2008-07-15T15:41:58.853+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Tu Hai Meri Soniye</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Lets Go!!..If You Feeling Me Make Some Noise. Ladies &amp;amp; Gentlemen Raise Your Voice.&lt;br /&gt;Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na&lt;br /&gt;If You Feeling Me Make Some Noise. Ladies &amp;amp; Gentlemen Raise Your Voice.&lt;br /&gt;Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Tu Hai Meri Soniye,&lt;br /&gt;I’ll Be With You Night And Day&lt;br /&gt;Jab Tujhe Dekhe Nazrein,&lt;br /&gt;Kismat Connection Ho Jaaye&lt;br /&gt;Everybody On The Floor,&lt;br /&gt;Make Some Noise Aa Kar Le Shor&lt;br /&gt;Deewanepan Ka Hai Zor….Come On Everybody Now Sing It One Time&lt;br /&gt;Aai Paapi… Aaye Paapi Oye… (3)&lt;br /&gt;Wanna Take You Higher…&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Aai Paapi… Aaye Paapi Oye… (3)&lt;br /&gt;Higher And Higher…&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Badli Badli Si Raathein, Sach Hogayi Saari Baathein&lt;br /&gt;Badli Badli Si Raathein, Sach Hogayi Saari Baathein&lt;br /&gt;Yeh Khushiyon Ki Saugaathe Jaise Rab Ki Hai Dua&lt;br /&gt;Everybody Let Me Swing Lets Go Back To Night Away&lt;br /&gt;Dil Mein Jo Hai Aa Kehde..Come On Everybody Now Hit It Like That&lt;br /&gt;Aai Paapi… Aaye Paapi Oye… (3)&lt;br /&gt;Wanna Take You Higher…&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Aai Paapi… Aaye Paapi Oye… (3)&lt;br /&gt;Higher And Higher…&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Let’s Get It All Knocked Out, Feel My Flow, Baby Take It Easy, ‘M Nice And Slow, Wanna Show You Why We Ought To Be Two, N I Wanna Make You Part Of All That We Do,&lt;br /&gt;Can’t Do Without You, I Testify, Need You In My Life And I Can’t Deny, Need It In The Starry Skies, I Don’t Lie, Without You Girl, My Heart Rather Die,&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;If You Feeling Me Make Some Noise. Ladies &amp;amp; Gentlemen Raise Your Voice.&lt;br /&gt;Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na&lt;br /&gt;If You Feeling Me Make Some Noise. Ladies &amp;amp; Gentlemen Raise Your Voice.&lt;br /&gt;Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Peeche Duniya Mein Aage, Mere Soye Armaan Jaage - 2&lt;br /&gt;Ab To Bas Karna Mere Kadmon Mein Jahaan&lt;br /&gt;Everybody Join The Song Keep Your Body Moving On&lt;br /&gt;Yaaron Humse Badd Ke Kaun…. Come On Everybody Now Hit It Like That&lt;br /&gt;Aai Paapi… Aaye Paapi Oye! - 3&lt;br /&gt;Wanna Take You Higher…&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Aai Paapi… Aaye Paapi Oye! - 3&lt;br /&gt;Higher And Higher…&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Tu Hai Meri Soniye,&lt;br /&gt;I’ll Be With You Night And Day&lt;br /&gt;Jab Tujhe Dekhe Nazrein,&lt;br /&gt;Kismat Connection Ho Jaaye&lt;br /&gt;Everybody On The Floor,&lt;br /&gt;Make Some Noise Aa Kar Le Shor&lt;br /&gt;Deewanepan Ka Hai Zor….Come On Everybody Now Sing It One Time&lt;br /&gt;Aai Paapi… Aaye Paapi Oye! - 3&lt;br /&gt;Wanna Take You Higher…&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Aai Paapi… Aaye Paapi Oye! - 3&lt;br /&gt;Higher And Higher…&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/531666732106664946-7966233809889809680?l=tusharyande2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/531666732106664946/posts/default/7966233809889809680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/531666732106664946/posts/default/7966233809889809680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tusharyande2.blogspot.com/2008/07/tu-hai-meri-soniye.html' title='Tu Hai Meri Soniye'/><author><name>Tushar D Yande</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_aizimPbgSj8/SDw-fI3il1I/AAAAAAAAHEI/143ABp8GIkA/S220/Tushar+Photo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-531666732106664946.post-6952824399749451977</id><published>2008-07-15T15:27:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2008-07-15T15:28:30.528+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Bachnaa ae haseenon</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Bachnaa ae haseenon lo main aa gayaa&lt;br /&gt;Hay, bachnaa ai haseenon lo main aa gayaa&lt;br /&gt;Husn ka aashiq, husn ka dushman&lt;br /&gt;Apni ada hai yaaron se judaa, hai ho!&lt;br /&gt;Hai, bachnaa..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Hai, duniya mein nahin hai, aaj meraa sa deevaana&lt;br /&gt;Pyaar vaalon ki jubaan pe, hai mera hi taraana&lt;br /&gt;Sabki rang bhari aankhon pe aaj, chamak raha hai mera hi nashaa,&lt;br /&gt;Hi ho!&lt;br /&gt;Hai, bachnaa..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Jaam milte hain aadab se, shaam deti hai salaami&lt;br /&gt;Geet jhukte hai labon pe, saaz karte hain ghulaami&lt;br /&gt;Ho koi, pardaa ya baadshaah, aaj to sab hain mujhpe fidaa,&lt;br /&gt;Hai ho!&lt;br /&gt;Hai, bachnaa..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Ek hungaama uthaa doon, main to jaaoon jidhar se&lt;br /&gt;Jeet leta hoon dilon ko, ek halki si nazar se&lt;br /&gt;Mehboobon ki mehfil mein aaj, chhayi hai chhayi hai meri hi adaa,&lt;br /&gt;Hai ho!&lt;br /&gt;Hai, bachnaa..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/531666732106664946-6952824399749451977?l=tusharyande2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/531666732106664946/posts/default/6952824399749451977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/531666732106664946/posts/default/6952824399749451977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tusharyande2.blogspot.com/2008/07/bachnaa-ae-haseenon.html' title='Bachnaa ae haseenon'/><author><name>Tushar D Yande</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_aizimPbgSj8/SDw-fI3il1I/AAAAAAAAHEI/143ABp8GIkA/S220/Tushar+Photo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-531666732106664946.post-4987125721104693844</id><published>2008-07-07T21:25:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2008-07-07T21:27:24.582+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Marathi Kavita'/><title type='text'>Shahanpan</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_aizimPbgSj8/SHI8hIFkndI/AAAAAAAAHFk/O4oWwiYJ9sg/s1600-h/noname.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_aizimPbgSj8/SHI8hIFkndI/AAAAAAAAHFk/O4oWwiYJ9sg/s400/noname.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220301457880030674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/531666732106664946-4987125721104693844?l=tusharyande2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/531666732106664946/posts/default/4987125721104693844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/531666732106664946/posts/default/4987125721104693844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tusharyande2.blogspot.com/2008/07/blog-post_4015.html' title='Shahanpan'/><author><name>Tushar D Yande</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_aizimPbgSj8/SDw-fI3il1I/AAAAAAAAHEI/143ABp8GIkA/S220/Tushar+Photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_aizimPbgSj8/SHI8hIFkndI/AAAAAAAAHFk/O4oWwiYJ9sg/s72-c/noname.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-531666732106664946.post-6404935904696274581</id><published>2008-07-05T10:51:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-07-05T13:59:23.926+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stories'/><title type='text'>Mischievous Brothers</title><content type='html'>Two little boys, ages 8 and 10, are excessively&lt;br /&gt;mischievous. They are always getting into trouble and&lt;br /&gt;their parents know all about it. If any mischief&lt;br /&gt;occurs in their town, the two boys are probably&lt;br /&gt;involved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boys' mother heard that a preacher in&lt;br /&gt;town had been successful in disciplining children, so&lt;br /&gt;she asked if he would speak with her boys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The&lt;br /&gt;preacher agreed, but he asked to see them&lt;br /&gt;individually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the mother sent the 8 year old first, in the&lt;br /&gt;morning, with the older boy to see the preacher in the&lt;br /&gt;afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The preacher, a huge man with a booming&lt;br /&gt;voice, sat the younger boy down and asked him&lt;br /&gt;sternly,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Do you know where God is, son?" The boy's mouth&lt;br /&gt;dropped open, but he made no response, sitting there&lt;br /&gt;wide-eyed with his mouth hanging open.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the preacher repeated the question in an even&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sterner tone, "Where is God?!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, the boy made no attempt to answer. The preacher&lt;br /&gt;raised his voice even more and shook his finger in the&lt;br /&gt;boy's face and bellowed,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Where is God?!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boy screamed and bolted from the room, ran&lt;br /&gt;directly home and dove into his closet, slamming the&lt;br /&gt;door behind him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When his older brother found him in the closet, he&lt;br /&gt;asked, "what happened?" The younger brother, gasping&lt;br /&gt;for breath, replied, "We are in BIG trouble this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOD is missing, and they think we did it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/531666732106664946-6404935904696274581?l=tusharyande2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/531666732106664946/posts/default/6404935904696274581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/531666732106664946/posts/default/6404935904696274581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tusharyande2.blogspot.com/2008/07/mischievous-brothers_05.html' title='Mischievous Brothers'/><author><name>Tushar D Yande</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_aizimPbgSj8/SDw-fI3il1I/AAAAAAAAHEI/143ABp8GIkA/S220/Tushar+Photo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-531666732106664946.post-6127206873778037073</id><published>2008-05-30T21:26:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2008-05-30T21:29:01.166+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Short Messeges'/><title type='text'>Funny Short Messeges</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0.19in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;When i open my eyes every morning &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i open my eyes every morning i pray to God that everyone should have a friend like you.... Why should only i suffer!!! &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="https://docs.google.com/a/yande.co.in/File?id=dd2w6xg5_40fcw9wzcx" name="graphics1" width="9" align="bottom" border="0" height="10" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;One day Santas Girlfriend asks him,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;One day Santas Girlfriend asks him, Darling, om our Engagement will you give me a RING?Santa:Ya sure, Give me ur Telephone No.&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;img src="https://docs.google.com/a/yande.co.in/File?id=dd2w6xg5_41gv84pcsw" name="graphics2" width="9" align="bottom" border="0" height="10" /&gt;When I was born Devil said..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;When I was born Devil said...Oh Shit!!! Another GOD!!!..&amp;amp; When u were born devil said ...Oh Shit!!!!Competition...!!! .&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 102);"&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="https://docs.google.com/a/yande.co.in/File?id=dd2w6xg5_42g2vdsmgg" name="graphics3" width="9" align="bottom" border="0" height="10" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Fill in the blank...Im ur .....friend-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Fill in the blank...Im ur .....friend- a)-Cute b)-Sweet c)-Loving d)-Boy/Girl e)-Best of all Reply is a must... &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="https://docs.google.com/a/yande.co.in/File?id=dd2w6xg5_43fdz8nzcw" name="graphics4" width="9" align="bottom" border="0" height="10" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Do U know the fullform of COLLEGE- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Do U know the fullform of COLLEGE- C-Come,O-On,L-Lets, L-Love, E-Each,G-Girl,E-Equally......Thats why boys go to college regularly....&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="https://docs.google.com/a/yande.co.in/File?id=dd2w6xg5_44g9hv35qj" name="graphics5" width="9" align="bottom" border="0" height="10" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Who said english is easy???Fill in the blank &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Who said english is easy???Fill in the blank with YES or No... 1.-----I dont have brain... 2.-----I dont have sence... 3.-----I am stupid.... &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="https://docs.google.com/a/yande.co.in/File?id=dd2w6xg5_45gh5vt8gs" name="graphics6" width="9" align="bottom" border="0" height="10" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;If ur world is spining Round &amp;amp; Round.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;If ur world is spining Round &amp;amp; Round..&amp;amp; Round....Ur heart is beating fast ,do u think its LOVE? na Munna na its called high B/P...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://docs.google.com/a/yande.co.in/File?id=dd2w6xg5_46dhtqq3fx" name="graphics7" width="9" align="bottom" border="0" height="10" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Merry Christmas, Enjoy New Year,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merry Christmas, Enjoy New Year, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 255);"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lovelysms.com/index.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt; Easter, Good luck on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 255);"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lovelysms.com/index.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Valentines&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;, Spooky Halloween &amp;amp; Happy Birthday Now bug off and don't annoy me for the next 12 months!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://docs.google.com/a/yande.co.in/File?id=dd2w6xg5_47crhcsmwv" name="graphics8" width="9" align="bottom" border="0" height="10" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;what happend 2 ur mobile? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what happend 2 ur mobile? i was trying 2 call u but i got this msg: welcome 2 D jungle network,D monkey u r tring 2 call is on tree plz try later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://docs.google.com/a/yande.co.in/File?id=dd2w6xg5_48f7jbsxch" name="graphics9" width="9" align="bottom" border="0" height="10" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;First the engagement ring, then t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First the engagement ring, then the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 255);"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lovelysms.com/index.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;wedding ring&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;, then the suffering&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://docs.google.com/a/yande.co.in/File?id=dd2w6xg5_49p7skd9gf" name="graphics10" width="9" align="bottom" border="0" height="10" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Last night I lay in my bed &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night I lay in my bed looking at the beautiful stars, the moon and the sky...then i thought where the fuck is my roof&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://docs.google.com/a/yande.co.in/File?id=dd2w6xg5_50c5hzbnz8" name="graphics11" width="9" align="bottom" border="0" height="10" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Birdy birdy in the sky dropped &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Birdy birdy in the sky dropped a poopy in my eye, I don't worry I don't cry, I'm just happy that cows can't fly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;img src="https://docs.google.com/a/yande.co.in/File?id=dd2w6xg5_51f3p2qhff" name="graphics12" width="9" align="bottom" border="0" height="10" /&gt;If your a Vegetarian to be nice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If your a Vegetarian to be nice to animals, why are you eating there food&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://docs.google.com/a/yande.co.in/File?id=dd2w6xg5_5225n687dp" name="graphics13" width="9" align="bottom" border="0" height="10" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I'm a killer, i kill people for money&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a killer, i kill people for money, but you are my friend&lt;br /&gt;I KILL YOU FOR FREE !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://docs.google.com/a/yande.co.in/File?id=dd2w6xg5_53hhhz2vdb" name="graphics14" width="9" align="bottom" border="0" height="10" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Its been a rough day.I got up this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its been a rough day.I got up this morning,put on a shirt N a button fell off.I picked up my briefcase N the handle came off.I'm afraid 2 go 2 the bathroom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;img src="https://docs.google.com/a/yande.co.in/File?id=dd2w6xg5_54skmn8jg3" name="graphics15" width="9" align="bottom" border="0" height="10" /&gt;Jesus says to John come forth ill &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus says to John come forth ill give you eternal life. John came fifth he won a toaster&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://docs.google.com/a/yande.co.in/File?id=dd2w6xg5_55cfr252dk" name="graphics16" width="9" align="bottom" border="0" height="10" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;At dis moment in time 10 million people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At dis moment in time 10 million people r having &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 255);"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lovelysms.com/index.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;sex&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;.5 million people r drinking coffee.100 million people r sleeping &amp;amp; 1 stupid fool is reading my text!pass on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://docs.google.com/a/yande.co.in/File?id=dd2w6xg5_56gtcbcpfx" name="graphics17" width="9" align="bottom" border="0" height="10" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;The rain makes all things beautiful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rain makes all things &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 255);"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lovelysms.com/index.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;beautiful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;. The grass &amp;amp; flowers 2. If rain makes all things beautiful why doesn’t it rain on you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 255);"&gt;&lt;img src="https://docs.google.com/a/yande.co.in/File?id=dd2w6xg5_57cdsd4mct" name="graphics18" width="9" align="bottom" border="0" height="10" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;i want u 2 know dat our friendship&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;i want u 2 know dat our friendship means alot 2 me.U cry i cry.U lauf i lauf.U jump out of da window... I look down &amp;amp; den... i lauf again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://docs.google.com/a/yande.co.in/File?id=dd2w6xg5_58hpqr8fd6" name="graphics19" width="9" align="bottom" border="0" height="10" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;An independant study has proven&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An independant study has proven dat those who have a bad sex life &amp;amp; who are crap in bed are readin dis message in their right hand!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://docs.google.com/a/yande.co.in/File?id=dd2w6xg5_5975qskjfq" name="graphics20" width="9" align="bottom" border="0" height="10" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I'm @ the police station &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm @ the police station now been done 4 drink driving.Urine sample was positive so I nicked the sample.they r now doin me 4 taking the piss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://docs.google.com/a/yande.co.in/File?id=dd2w6xg5_60hzzs77fd" name="graphics21" width="9" align="bottom" border="0" height="10" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;girls are like phones.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;girls are like phones. we like to be held and talked too- but if u press the wrong button u'll be disconnected!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;table width="600" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;  &lt;col width="600"&gt;  &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;   &lt;td width="600"&gt;    &lt;p class="western"&gt; &lt;img src="https://docs.google.com/a/yande.co.in/File?id=dd2w6xg5_61gqmqsnhb" name="graphics22" width="21" align="bottom" border="0" height="16" /&gt;       &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt; &lt;p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/531666732106664946-6127206873778037073?l=tusharyande2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/531666732106664946/posts/default/6127206873778037073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/531666732106664946/posts/default/6127206873778037073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tusharyande2.blogspot.com/2008/05/when-i-open-my-eyes-every-morning-when.html' title='Funny Short Messeges'/><author><name>Tushar D Yande</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_aizimPbgSj8/SDw-fI3il1I/AAAAAAAAHEI/143ABp8GIkA/S220/Tushar+Photo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-531666732106664946.post-5077205678790075832</id><published>2008-05-30T21:19:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2008-05-30T21:23:58.886+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stories'/><title type='text'>Please DO NOT DRINK &amp; DRIVE</title><content type='html'>I was walking around in a store, when I saw a Cashier hand this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;little boy some money back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boy couldn't have been more than 5 or 6 years old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Cashier said, 'I'm sorry, but you don't have enough money to buy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this doll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the little boy turned to the old woman next to him: ''Granny, are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you sure I don't have enough money?''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The old lady replied: ''You know that you don't have enough money to buy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this doll, my dear.''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then she asked him to stay there for just 5 minutes while she went to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;look around.. She left quickly. The little boy was still holding the&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;doll in his hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, I walked toward him and I asked him who he wished to give this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;doll to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'It's the doll that my sister loved most and wanted so much for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was sure that Santa Claus would bring it to her.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I replied to him that maybe Santa Claus would bring it to her after all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and not to worry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But he replied to me sadly. 'No, Santa Claus can't bring it to her where&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she is now. I have to give the doll to my mommy so that she can give it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to my sister when she goes there.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His eyes were so sad while saying this. 'My Sister has gone to be with&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daddy says that Mommy is going to see God very soon too, so I thought&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that she could take the doll with her to give it to my sister.''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart nearly stopped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The little boy looked up at me and said: 'I told daddy to tell mommy not&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to go yet. I need her to wait until I come back from the mall.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then he showed me a very nice photo of him where he was laughing. He&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then told me 'I want mommy to take my picture with her so she won't&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;forget me.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'I love my mommy and I wish she doesn't have to leave me, but daddy says&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that she has to go to be with my little sister.' Then he looked again at&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the doll with sad eyes, very quietly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I quickly reached for my wallet and said to the boy. 'Suppose we check&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;again, just in case you do have enough money for the doll?''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'OK' he said, 'I hope I do have enough.' I added some of my money to his&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with out him seeing and we started to count it. There was enough for the&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;doll and even some spare money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The little boy said: 'Thank you God for giving me enough money!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then he looked at me and added, 'I asked last night before I went to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sleep for God to make sure I had enough money to buy this doll, so that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mommy could give It to my sister. He heard me!''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'I also wanted to have enough money to buy a white rose for my mommy,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but I didn't dare to ask God for too much. But He gave me enough to buy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the doll and a white rose. My mommy loves white roses.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few minutes later, the old lady returned and I left with my basket. I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finished my shopping in a totally different state from when I started. I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;couldn't get the little boy out of my mind. Then I remembered a local&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;news paper article two days ago, which mentioned a drunk man in a truck,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who hit a car occupied by a young woman and a little girl. The little&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;girl died right away, and the mother was left in a critical state. The&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;family had to decide whether to pull the plug on the life-sustaining&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;machine, because the young woman would not be able to recover from the&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;coma. Was this the family of the little boy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two days after this encounter with the little boy, I read in the news&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;paper that the young woman had passed away.. I couldn't stop myself as I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bought a bunch of white roses and I went to the funeral home where the&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;body of the young woman was exposed for people to see and make last&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wishes before her burial. She was there, in her coffin, holding a&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;beautiful white rose in her hand with the photo of the little boy and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the doll placed over her chest. I left the place, teary-eyed, feeling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that my life had been changed for ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The love that the little boy had for his mother and his sister is still,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to this day, hard to imagine. And in a fraction of a second, a drunk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;driver had taken all this away from him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P&lt;span style="font-size:6;"&gt;lease DO NOT DRINK &amp;amp; DRIVE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/531666732106664946-5077205678790075832?l=tusharyande2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/531666732106664946/posts/default/5077205678790075832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/531666732106664946/posts/default/5077205678790075832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tusharyande2.blogspot.com/2008/05/please-do-not-drink-drive_30.html' title='Please DO NOT DRINK &amp; DRIVE'/><author><name>Tushar D Yande</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_aizimPbgSj8/SDw-fI3il1I/AAAAAAAAHEI/143ABp8GIkA/S220/Tushar+Photo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-531666732106664946.post-5364954788086898903</id><published>2008-05-30T12:48:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-05-30T21:23:26.963+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hindi Song Lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='English Lyrics'/><title type='text'>Kabhi kabhi Aditi</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kabhi kabhi Aditi zindagi mein yuhi koi apna lagta hai.&lt;br /&gt;Kabhi kabhi Aditi wo bichhar jaaye to ek sapna lagta hai.&lt;br /&gt;Aise mei koi kaise apne aansu o ko behne se roke?&lt;br /&gt;Aur kaise koi sochle everything's gonna be ok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kabhi kabhi to lage zindagi mein rahi naa khushi aur naa mazaa.&lt;br /&gt;Kabhi kabhi to lage har din mushkil aur har pal ek sazaa.&lt;br /&gt;Aise mein koi kaise mushkuraye, kaise hasde khush hoke?&lt;br /&gt;Aur kaise koi soch de everything gonna be ok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soch jara jaaneja tujhko hum kitna chahte hai.&lt;br /&gt;Rotein hai hum bhi aggar teri ankhon mein aansu aate hai.&lt;br /&gt;Gaane to aata nahi hai magar phir bhi hum gaate hai.&lt;br /&gt;Ke Aditi maan kabhi, kabhi saare jahan mein andhera hota hai;&lt;br /&gt;Lekin raat ke baad hi to sabera hota hai.&lt;br /&gt;Kabhi kabhi Aditi zindagi mei yuhi koi apna lagta hai.&lt;br /&gt;Kabhi kabhi Aditi wo bichhar jaaye to ek sapna lagta hai.&lt;br /&gt;Hey Aditi Hasde hasde hasde hasde hasde, hasde tu zara.&lt;br /&gt;Nahi to bus thora thora thora thora thora, thora mushkura.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tu khush hai to lage ke jahan mein chhaayi hai khushi.&lt;br /&gt;Suraj nikle baadlon se aur baatein zindagi.&lt;br /&gt;Suun to jara madhosh hawa tujhse kehne lagi.&lt;br /&gt;Ke Aditi wo jo bichhad-te hai ek na ek din phir mil jaate hai;&lt;br /&gt;Aditi jaane tu ya jaane na phool phir khil jaate hai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kabhi kabhi Aditi zindagi mei yuhi koi apna lagta hai.&lt;br /&gt;Kabhi kabhi Aditi wo bichhar jaaye to ek sapna lagta hai.&lt;br /&gt;( Hey Aditi Hasde hasde hasde hasde hasde, hasde tu zara.&lt;br /&gt;Nahi to bus thora thora thora thora thora, thora mushkura. )-5&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/531666732106664946-5364954788086898903?l=tusharyande2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/531666732106664946/posts/default/5364954788086898903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/531666732106664946/posts/default/5364954788086898903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tusharyande2.blogspot.com/2008/05/kabhi-kabhi-aditi.html' title='Kabhi kabhi Aditi'/><author><name>Tushar D Yande</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_aizimPbgSj8/SDw-fI3il1I/AAAAAAAAHEI/143ABp8GIkA/S220/Tushar+Photo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-531666732106664946.post-5400020505524187295</id><published>2008-05-30T10:37:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-05-30T21:22:21.757+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Marathi Kavita'/><title type='text'>आयुष्यावर बोलू काही</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;जरा चुकीचे, जरा बरोबर बोलू काही !&lt;br /&gt;चला दोस्तहो आयुष्यावर बोलू काही !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;उगाच वळसे शब्दांचे हे देत रहा तू&lt;br /&gt;भिडले नाहीत डोळे तोवर बोलू काही&lt;br /&gt;चला दोस्तहो आयुष्यावर बोलू काही !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;तुफान पाहुन तीरावर कुजबुजल्या होड्या&lt;br /&gt;पाठ फिरू दे त्याची नंतर बोलू काही&lt;br /&gt;चला दोस्तहो आयुष्यावर बोलू काही !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;हवेहवेसे दुःख तुला जर हवेच आहे&lt;br /&gt;नकोनकोसे हळवे कातर बोलू काही&lt;br /&gt;चला दोस्तहो आयुष्यावर बोलू काही !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;उद्या-उद्याची किती काळजी बघ रांगेतुन -&lt;br /&gt;परवा आहे उद्याच नंतर बोलू काही&lt;br /&gt;चला दोस्तहो आयुष्यावर बोलू काही !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;शब्द असू दे हातामध्ये काठी म्हणुनी&lt;br /&gt;वाट आंधळी प्रवास खडतर बोलू काही&lt;br /&gt;चला दोस्तहो आयुष्यावर बोलू काही !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;गीत - संदीप खरे&lt;br /&gt;संगीत - संदीप खरे&lt;br /&gt;स्वर - संदीप खरे, सलील कुलकर्णी&lt;br /&gt;अल्बम - आयुष्यावर बोलू काही (२००३)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/531666732106664946-5400020505524187295?l=tusharyande2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/531666732106664946/posts/default/5400020505524187295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/531666732106664946/posts/default/5400020505524187295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tusharyande2.blogspot.com/2008/05/blog-post_29.html' title='आयुष्यावर बोलू काही'/><author><name>Tushar D Yande</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_aizimPbgSj8/SDw-fI3il1I/AAAAAAAAHEI/143ABp8GIkA/S220/Tushar+Photo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-531666732106664946.post-7713572706829037011</id><published>2008-05-30T10:34:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2008-05-30T21:23:26.963+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='English Lyrics'/><title type='text'>Don't worry, be happy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;               Don't worry, be happy.&lt;br /&gt; In every life we have some trouble&lt;br /&gt; But when you worry you make it double&lt;br /&gt; Don't worry, be happy.&lt;br /&gt; Don't worry, be happy now.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Don't worry, be happy. Don't worry, be happy.&lt;br /&gt; Don't worry, be happy. Don't worry, be happy.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Ain't got no place to lay your head&lt;br /&gt; Somebody came and took your bed&lt;br /&gt; Don't worry, be happy.&lt;br /&gt; The landlord say your rent is late&lt;br /&gt; He may have to litigate&lt;br /&gt; Don't worry, be happy.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; (Look at me -- I'm happy.)&lt;br /&gt; Don't worry, be happy.&lt;br /&gt; (Here I give you my phone number.&lt;br /&gt; When you worry, call me,I make you happy.)&lt;br /&gt; Don't worry, be happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Ain't got no cash, ain't got no style&lt;br /&gt; Ain't got no gal to make you smile&lt;br /&gt; Don't worry, be happy.&lt;br /&gt; 'Cause when you worry your face will frown&lt;br /&gt; And that will bring everybody down&lt;br /&gt; Don't worry, be happy.&lt;br /&gt; Don't worry, be happy now.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Don't worry, be happy. Don't worry, be happy.&lt;br /&gt; Don't worry, be happy. Don't worry, be happy.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Don't worry, be happy. Don't worry, be happy.&lt;br /&gt; Don't worry, be happy. Don't worry, be happy.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Don't worry, don't worry, don't do it.&lt;br /&gt; Be happy. Put a smile on your face.&lt;br /&gt; Don't bring everybody down.&lt;br /&gt; Don't worry. It will soon pass, whatever it is.&lt;br /&gt; Don't worry, be happy.&lt;br /&gt; I'm not worried, I'm happy...&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" id="ahhu44"&gt;View more &lt;a id="ahhu45" href="http://www.completealbumlyrics.com/single/Bobby+Mcferrin/" title="Bobby Mcferrin lyrics"&gt;Bobby Mcferrin lyrics&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/531666732106664946-7713572706829037011?l=tusharyande2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/531666732106664946/posts/default/7713572706829037011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/531666732106664946/posts/default/7713572706829037011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tusharyande2.blogspot.com/2008/05/dont-worry-be-happy.html' title='Don&apos;t worry, be happy'/><author><name>Tushar D Yande</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_aizimPbgSj8/SDw-fI3il1I/AAAAAAAAHEI/143ABp8GIkA/S220/Tushar+Photo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-531666732106664946.post-8285975321844784356</id><published>2008-05-30T10:31:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-05-30T21:23:26.964+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='English Lyrics'/><title type='text'>I just called to say I love you</title><content type='html'>&lt;div id="x2q_0" style="text-align: center;"&gt;     No new years's day&lt;br /&gt; to celebrate&lt;br /&gt; no chocolate covered candy hearts to give away&lt;br /&gt; no first of spring&lt;br /&gt; no song to sing&lt;br /&gt; in fact here's just another ordinary day&lt;br /&gt; No April rain&lt;br /&gt; no flowers bloom&lt;br /&gt; no wedding saturday within the month of June&lt;br /&gt; But what it is&lt;br /&gt; Is something true&lt;br /&gt; Made up of these three words that I must say to you&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; I just called to say I love you&lt;br /&gt; I just called to say how much I care&lt;br /&gt; I just called to say I love you&lt;br /&gt; And I mean it from the bottom of my heart&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; No summer's high&lt;br /&gt; No warm July&lt;br /&gt;No harvest moon to light one tender August night&lt;br /&gt; No autumn breeze&lt;br /&gt; No falling leaves&lt;br /&gt; No even time for birds to fly to southern skies&lt;br /&gt; No libra sun&lt;br /&gt; No Halloween&lt;br /&gt; No giving thanks to all the Christmas joy you bring&lt;br /&gt; But what it is&lt;br /&gt; Though old so new&lt;br /&gt; To fill your heart like no three words Could ever do.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; I just called to say I love you&lt;br /&gt; I just called to say how much I care&lt;br /&gt; I just called to say I love you&lt;br /&gt; And I mean it from the bottom of my heart.&lt;br /&gt; I just called to say I love you&lt;br /&gt; I just called to say how much I care&lt;br /&gt; I just called to say I love you&lt;br /&gt; And I mean it from the bottom of my heart&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Of my heart&lt;br /&gt; Of my heart  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/531666732106664946-8285975321844784356?l=tusharyande2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/531666732106664946/posts/default/8285975321844784356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/531666732106664946/posts/default/8285975321844784356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tusharyande2.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-just-called-to-say-i-love-you.html' title='I just called to say I love you'/><author><name>Tushar D Yande</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_aizimPbgSj8/SDw-fI3il1I/AAAAAAAAHEI/143ABp8GIkA/S220/Tushar+Photo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-531666732106664946.post-82188767367320555</id><published>2008-05-30T10:27:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-05-30T21:23:26.964+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='English Lyrics'/><title type='text'>summer of '69</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;              &lt;div id="mwlh0" style="text-align: center;"&gt;   got my first real six-string,&lt;br /&gt; Bought it at the five-and-dimes,&lt;br /&gt; Played it till my fingers bled,&lt;br /&gt; It was the summer of '69.&lt;br /&gt; Me and some guys from school&lt;br /&gt; Had a band and we tried real hard.&lt;br /&gt; Jimmy quit and Jodie got married,&lt;br /&gt; I should a know we'd never get far.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Oh, when I look back now,&lt;br /&gt; And if I had the choice,&lt;br /&gt; Yeah, I'd always wanna be there,&lt;br /&gt; Those were the best days of my life.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Ain't no use in complaining'&lt;br /&gt; When you've got a job to do,&lt;br /&gt; Spent my evening's down at the drive-in,&lt;br /&gt; And that's where I met you.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Standing' at your mama's porch,&lt;br /&gt; You told me that you'd wait forever,&lt;br /&gt; And when you held my hand&lt;br /&gt; I knew that it was now or never,&lt;br /&gt; Those were the best days of my life.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Back in the summer of '69.&lt;br /&gt; Man, we were killin' time,&lt;br /&gt; We were young and restless,&lt;br /&gt; We needed to unwind.&lt;br /&gt; I guess nothing' can last forever,&lt;br /&gt; Forever, no.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; And now the times are a-changing',&lt;br /&gt; Look at everything that's come and gone.&lt;br /&gt; Every time I play that old six-string,&lt;br /&gt; Think about you, wonder what went wrong.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Standing' by your mama's porch,&lt;br /&gt; You told me it would last forever.&lt;br /&gt; Oh, the way you held my hand,&lt;br /&gt; I knew that it was now or never.&lt;br /&gt; Those were the best days of my life.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Back in the summer of '69.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/531666732106664946-82188767367320555?l=tusharyande2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/531666732106664946/posts/default/82188767367320555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/531666732106664946/posts/default/82188767367320555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tusharyande2.blogspot.com/2008/05/summer-of-69.html' title='summer of &apos;69'/><author><name>Tushar D Yande</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_aizimPbgSj8/SDw-fI3il1I/AAAAAAAAHEI/143ABp8GIkA/S220/Tushar+Photo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-531666732106664946.post-6812981620440957957</id><published>2008-05-28T10:13:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2008-05-30T21:22:21.757+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Marathi Kavita'/><title type='text'>जमलंच नाही ..!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;जमलंच&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;नाही&lt;/span&gt; ..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;आपल्यालाही&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;आवडलं&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;असतं&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;रोज&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;संध्याकाळी&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;तिला&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;चौपाटीवर&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;फिरवायला&lt;/span&gt; ,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;तिच्या&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;निळ्या&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;डोळ्यांत&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;स्वतःला&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;हरवायला&lt;/span&gt; ,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;वाळूत&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;बंगला&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;बांधता&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;बांधता&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;आलं&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;असतं&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;मनातलं&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;सांगता&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;पण&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;जाऊ&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;दे&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;जमलंच&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;नाही&lt;/span&gt; ..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;आपल्यालाही&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;आवडलं&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;असतं&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;कधीतरी&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;तिच्यासोबत&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;बागेमध्ये&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;जायला&lt;/span&gt; ,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;एकच&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;कॅडबरी&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;दोघांमधे&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;वाटून&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;खायला&lt;/span&gt; ,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;कधी&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;खोडी&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;काढली&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;असती&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;आणखी&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;गोडी&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;वाढली&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;असती&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;पण&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;जाऊ&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;दे&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;जमलंच&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;नाही&lt;/span&gt; ..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;आपल्यालाही&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;आवडलं&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;असतं&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;तिचा&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;हात&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;हळुवारपणे&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;आपल्या&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;हातात&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;घ्यायला&lt;/span&gt; ,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;लता&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span&gt;रफ़ी&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span&gt;किशोर&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span&gt;आशा&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;ड्युएट&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;गाणं&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;गायला&lt;/span&gt; ,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;सूर&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;कदाचित&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;जुळले&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;असते&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;तिला&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;मनातले&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;कळले&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;असते&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;पण&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;जाऊ&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;दे&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;जमलंच&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;नाही&lt;/span&gt; ..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;आपल्यालाही&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;आवडलं&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;असतं&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;निघताच&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;निघता&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;तिला&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;बावरलेलं&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;पाहायला&lt;/span&gt; ,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;मला&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;तिची&lt;/span&gt; ,&lt;span&gt;तिला&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;माझी&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;शपथ&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;वाहायला&lt;/span&gt; ,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;माझे&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;अश्रू&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;माझ्या&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;डोळ्यांत&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;लपले&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;असते&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;तिचे&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;मात्र&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;दवासारखे&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;जपले&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;असते&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;पण&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;जाऊ&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;दे&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;जमलंच&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;नाही&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/531666732106664946-6812981620440957957?l=tusharyande2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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class="para"&gt;   एक वर्षभर माझ्यावर केलेल्या प्रेमाबद्दल&lt;br /&gt;आभार तुझे मानतो आहे&lt;br /&gt;तुझ्या नंतर मी आता&lt;br /&gt;दुसरी मुलगी शोधतो आहे&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;तु सुद्धा आता&lt;br /&gt;दुसरा कुनी शोधला असशील&lt;br /&gt;रोज रोज त्याला&lt;br /&gt;माझ्यासारखा पिळला असशील&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;तुला माहीत आहे&lt;br /&gt;प्रेमासाठी किती STRUGGLE करावा लागतो&lt;br /&gt;एका मुलीला पटवायला&lt;br /&gt;किती घाम गाळावा लागतो&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;तुला लिहीलेल्या प्रेमपत्रांची&lt;br /&gt;आजही आठवन ताजी आहे&lt;br /&gt;पुढचे प्रेम करायला&lt;br /&gt;मला त्यांची गरज आहे&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;आपल्या प्रेमापायी तुला दिलेले&lt;br /&gt;सर्व GIFT सुद्धा हवे आहे&lt;br /&gt;अर्ध्या किंमतीत सुद्धा त्यांना&lt;br /&gt;विकत घ्यायला मी तयार आहे&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;तुझ्यावर केलेला सर्व खर्च&lt;br /&gt;आजही माझ्याकडे तयार आहे&lt;br /&gt;CHECK घ्यायचा की CASH घ्यायची&lt;br /&gt;यावर विचार सुरु आहे&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;अरे हो...&lt;br /&gt;तुझा तर माझ्यावर&lt;br /&gt;कोनताही खर्च नसेल&lt;br /&gt;कारन पर्स नेहमी घरी विसरने&lt;br /&gt;तुझे आजही सुटले नसेल&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;तुझ्याकडे मी दिलेला&lt;br /&gt;माझा फोटो मला हवा आहे&lt;br /&gt;मुलींना IMPRESS करायला&lt;br /&gt;तोच तर एक दुवा आहे&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;तुझ्याकडुन मिळालेल्या सर्वच वस्तुंचा&lt;br /&gt;माझ्या पुढच्या प्रेमावर मी वर्षाव करील&lt;br /&gt;तुला जसे PROPOSE केले होते&lt;br /&gt;तसेच मी तिला पन करील&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;म्हनुन मला माझे&lt;br /&gt;सर्व तु परत कर&lt;br /&gt;मला अजुन एक मुलगी पटवायला&lt;br /&gt;माझ्यासाठी प्रार्थना कर&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;तुझे प्रेम संपल्यावर&lt;br /&gt;दुसरे प्रेम मी शोधतो आहे&lt;br /&gt;तुझ्या नंतर मी आता&lt;br /&gt;दुसरी मुलगी शोधतो आहे&lt;br /&gt;तुझ्या नंतर मी आता&lt;br /&gt;दुसरी मुलगी शोधतो आहे ……………   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/531666732106664946-3268967166615017379?l=tusharyande2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' 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असतं....</title><content type='html'>आपल्या मनाला आपणच आवरायचं असतं....&lt;br /&gt;अशा वेळी -------&lt;br /&gt;गंध आवडला फुलाचा म्हणून&lt;br /&gt;फूल मागायचं नसतं&lt;br /&gt;अशा वेळी आपल्या मनाला आपणच आवरायचं असतं....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;परक्यांपेक्षा आपलीच माणसं&lt;br /&gt;आपल्याला नेहमी दगा देतात&lt;br /&gt;एकमेकांच्या पाठीवर मग्&lt;br /&gt;नजरे आडून वार होतात&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;भळभळणा-या जखमेतून&lt;br /&gt;विश्वास घाताचं रक्त वाहतं&lt;br /&gt;छिन्नविछीन्न जखमेला तेव्हा&lt;br /&gt;आपणच पुसायचं असतं&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;अशा वेळी आपल्या मनाला आपणच आवरायचं असतं....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;आपलं सुःख पाहण्याचा तसा&lt;br /&gt;प्रत्येकाला अधिकार आहे..&lt;br /&gt;पण्; दुस-याला मारुन जगणं&lt;br /&gt;हा कुठला न्याय आहे...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;माणूस म्हणुन माणसावर&lt;br /&gt;खरं प्रेम करायचं&lt;br /&gt;आपल्या साठी थोडं,&lt;br /&gt;थोडं दुस-यासाठी जगायचं&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;जगण्याचं हे ध्येय मनात आपणच बाणवायचं आसतं&lt;br /&gt;अशा वेळी आपल्या मनाला आपणच आवरायचं असतं....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;आपल्याला कोणी आवडणं&lt;br /&gt;हे प्रत्येक वेळी च प्रेम नसतं&lt;br /&gt;आकर्षणाचं स्वप्नं ते&lt;br /&gt;आकर्षणंच असतं...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;मान्य आहे,&lt;br /&gt;आकर्षणात प्रेम केव्हा केव्हा दिसतं...&lt;br /&gt;पण् जे चकाकतं&lt;br /&gt;ते प्रत्येक् वेळीच् सोनं नसतं&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;मन् आपलं वेडं असतं&lt;br /&gt;वेडं आपण व्हायचं नसतं..&lt;br /&gt;मन मारुन जगण्यापेक्षा&lt;br /&gt;वेळीच त्याला आवरायचं&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;अशावेळी....&lt;br /&gt;आणि अशाच वेळी आपल्या मनाला आपणच आवरायच&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/531666732106664946-41942892716100090?l=tusharyande2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/531666732106664946/posts/default/41942892716100090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/531666732106664946/posts/default/41942892716100090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tusharyande2.blogspot.com/2008/05/blog-post_3978.html' title='आपल्या मनाला आपणच आवरायचं असतं....'/><author><name>Tushar D Yande</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_aizimPbgSj8/SDw-fI3il1I/AAAAAAAAHEI/143ABp8GIkA/S220/Tushar+Photo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-531666732106664946.post-96129706719879163</id><published>2008-05-28T10:10:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2008-05-30T21:22:21.759+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Marathi Kavita'/><title type='text'>संध्यादेखील करतो मी</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;                                      संध्यादेखील करतो मी, दारुसुद्धा पितो मी,&lt;br /&gt;पुरणपोळी चापतो मी, तंगडीदेखील तोडतो मी.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;हिंदी सिनेमे पाहतो मी, विंग्रजीसुद्धा झाडतो मी,&lt;br /&gt;'दादांना' मात्र तोड नाही एवढेच फक्त मानतो मी.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;शिव्या सुद्धा देतो मी, कविता देखील करतो मी,&lt;br /&gt;कधी कुणालाही हरवतो मी, कधी जिंकता जिंकता हरतो मी.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;अध्यात्मावर बोलतो मी, फ्लर्टिंगसुद्धा करतो मी,&lt;br /&gt;मी मी करतो मी, कधी सेल्फलेस देखील होतो मी.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;प्रेम करत नाही कुणी म्हणून डिप्रेस्स सुद्धा होतो मी,&lt;br /&gt;स्वःतालाच समजावतो मग, "नाही रे, त्यांच्याच नशिबात नाही मी!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;कधी देवाशी बोलतो मी, कधी मौनाला धरतो मी,&lt;br /&gt;जिवलग एखादा चुकलाच तर लेक्चर सुद्धा झाडतो मी.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;प्रश्न सगळ्या जगाचे सोडवायला, नेहमीच असतो उत्सुक मी,&lt;br /&gt;स्वःताचे प्रश्न सोयीने मात्र, अनुत्तरीतच ठेवतो मी.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" आपलं आयुष्य वेगळं, आपली दुःख वेगळी!"&lt;br /&gt;नेहमी स्वःताच्याच कक्षेत फिरतो मी.....&lt;br /&gt;सभोवती मात्र जेव्हा, असहाय्य दीन पाहतो मी,&lt;br /&gt;ख्ररच, स्वःताला खूप भाग्यवंत समजतो मी.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/531666732106664946-96129706719879163?l=tusharyande2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/531666732106664946/posts/default/96129706719879163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/531666732106664946/posts/default/96129706719879163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tusharyande2.blogspot.com/2008/05/blog-post_27.html' title='संध्यादेखील करतो मी'/><author><name>Tushar D Yande</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_aizimPbgSj8/SDw-fI3il1I/AAAAAAAAHEI/143ABp8GIkA/S220/Tushar+Photo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-531666732106664946.post-2362294596564684297</id><published>2008-05-28T10:08:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-05-30T21:22:21.759+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Marathi Kavita'/><title type='text'>माझ्या कट्ट्यावरच्या मित्रांनो</title><content type='html'>&lt;div id="jkj_0" style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span id="jkj_1"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;              माझ्या कट्ट्यावरच्या मित्रांनो&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="jkj_2"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;बिडी फ़ुकनार्‍या फ़ुकट्यनो&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="jkj_3"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;खुप दिवस कट्ट्यावर&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="jkj_4"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;कुणी फ़िरकलच नाही वाटते.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="jkj_5"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;उधारीच खाते अजून मिटल नाही वाटते...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="jkj_6"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;त्य कट्ट्यावरच्या शिट्ट्यनो&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="jkj_7"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;त्या बार मधल्या दिवट्यनो&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="jkj_8"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;एक पेग मझ्या नावाचा&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="jkj_9"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;राखून ठेवायचा आहे...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="jkj_10"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;माझ्या नावाचा प्रसाद&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="jkj_11"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;तुम्हाला बांधून ठेवायचा आहे....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="jkj_12"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;एक दिवस तुमची आठवण&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="jkj_13"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;जात नाही खरी...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="jkj_14"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;असं कुढत जगण्यापेक्षा...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="jkj_15"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;कट्ट्यावर कुत्राची मौत बरी...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="jkj_16"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;त्या रस्त्यावरच्या भटक्यांनो&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="jkj_17"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;एक दिवस तुमचा सगळ्यांचा&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="jkj_18"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;खुप चांगला जाईल.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="jkj_19"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;ज्या दिवशी तुमचे&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="jkj_20"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;कुणाशीतरी लग्न होईल&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="jkj_21"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;काही दिवस तुम्हाला आमची&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="jkj_22"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;नाही आठवण यायची....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="jkj_23"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;परत आहेच दर शनिवारी&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="jkj_24"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;एक QUARTER प्यायची&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="jkj_25"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;या कट्ट्यवर मरणर्‍यांनो...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="jkj_26"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;या कट्ट्यवर मरणर्‍यांनो...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="jkj_27"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;आयुष्य आपलं असंच&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="jkj_28"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;वाढत जाईल वाटतं....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="jkj_29"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;जुन्या दिवसांच सुख&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="jkj_30"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;केवळ आठवण होऊन साचतं&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="jkj_31"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;तुमच्या सगळ्यांची आज&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="jkj_32"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;मला आठवण नाही यायची....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="jkj_33"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;दोन पेग झालेत आता&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="jkj_34"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;तिसर्‍याची वाट पहयची.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="jkj_35"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;त्या कट्ट्यावर येणार्‍यांनो&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="jkj_36"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;त्या कट्ट्यावर जाणार्‍यानो&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="jkj_37"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;पुन्हा पुन्हा आपण&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="jkj_38"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;त्या कट्ट्यवर जमायचं&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="jkj_39"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;एका BEER च्या खंब्यात&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="jkj_40"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;चौघांनी ऑऊट व्हायचं&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="jkj_41"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;GLASS मधला पेग आता&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="jkj_42"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;संपून जाईल वाटतं..... &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/531666732106664946-2362294596564684297?l=tusharyande2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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