<?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-33287034</id><updated>2011-04-21T17:52:18.290-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TheEmpire</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maitz-maithili.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33287034/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maitz-maithili.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Maithili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15210350937688405009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>7</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33287034.post-116922754487812795</id><published>2007-01-19T09:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-19T09:25:44.880-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just matter of time...</title><content type='html'>One fine day I was in love&lt;br /&gt;One fine day I was in peace&lt;br /&gt;One fine day I was satisfied&lt;br /&gt;One fine day I was complete&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everywhere it was green&lt;br /&gt;With sweet aroma of flowers&lt;br /&gt;Azure sky covering me&lt;br /&gt;As I was in heaven&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every dream was becoming true&lt;br /&gt;Every bit of life was full of joy&lt;br /&gt;As if there will never be autumn&lt;br /&gt;When leaves will have to fall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pain which was never discarded&lt;br /&gt;But it was always presumed to be tractable&lt;br /&gt;That autumn took my happiness away&lt;br /&gt;With all greenery I was engrossed in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like askew knife; it chiseled my heart&lt;br /&gt;I try to appease pain,&lt;br /&gt;And it stabs in more with arid reality&lt;br /&gt;I let the blood flow violently&lt;br /&gt;With my own tears.&lt;br /&gt;Look at those red shades on my body&lt;br /&gt;As if that blood is not mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at the irony of life&lt;br /&gt;Who stabs is your savior&lt;br /&gt;Look at irony of destiny&lt;br /&gt;Who gives you pain is your lover&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I run in his embrace again&lt;br /&gt;I can not live without him&lt;br /&gt;I love him so deep that&lt;br /&gt;Pain appeases only when I am with him&lt;br /&gt;It’s “we” that matters, it’s love that counts&lt;br /&gt;Nothing else matters when we are together&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I smile back at that autumn now,&lt;br /&gt;Say it’s matter of time&lt;br /&gt;I can shake hand with him now and then,&lt;br /&gt;Because every time spring will be on it’s way again&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33287034-116922754487812795?l=maitz-maithili.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maitz-maithili.blogspot.com/feeds/116922754487812795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33287034&amp;postID=116922754487812795' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33287034/posts/default/116922754487812795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33287034/posts/default/116922754487812795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maitz-maithili.blogspot.com/2007/01/just-matter-of-time_19.html' title='Just matter of time...'/><author><name>Maithili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15210350937688405009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33287034.post-116291171590929173</id><published>2006-11-07T07:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-07T07:01:55.923-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why people are like that??</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Some people irritate me up to death. And I have to bear them. Why are they trying to be so much socially active??? Every one has own life and every one has right to live it as one wants to. I can understand suggestions those are out of care for friend. But that’s not enough for these people. They want to change all according to them; according to they wish us to be. How cheap, immature is that. Why they don’t let others to live their own life peacefully??? I have come across many. Not single. And I wonder how I stand them! They are so irritating. They insult you; say such things in  every second sentence that you will never ever wonder some one can say. And I stand helpless. May be I think it’s even cheap and immature to answer them, or I just keep wondering how people can interfere so much in others lives though they don’t even have any right and any idea of what your facing, and what you want from life. Sick minds, rather immature minds. Or sick me! Who is yet to find way out of this puzzle, how to tackle with those who enter you life, your problems without your permission. Sometimes I get so much angry that I feel like slapping them or through them out of my life. But I never did that. Only reason I have social life. I can’t live without them because they are all around. And then I feel like laughing on my own situation. Helpless me. Poor me. Wretched, looking for shoulder to relax, and always left disappointed. Why? Why people are like this? Or may be I am insane. Who has more expectations from all relationships, more than they can afford. But in any of these cases, I am left irritated to death. Well hope I find solution to this soon. Because I hardly see any solution to change people’s minds and even my nature. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33287034-116291171590929173?l=maitz-maithili.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maitz-maithili.blogspot.com/feeds/116291171590929173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33287034&amp;postID=116291171590929173' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33287034/posts/default/116291171590929173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33287034/posts/default/116291171590929173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maitz-maithili.blogspot.com/2006/11/why-people-are-like-that.html' title='Why people are like that??'/><author><name>Maithili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15210350937688405009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33287034.post-116287529273776474</id><published>2006-11-06T20:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T20:54:52.750-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why pain is more powerful?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Don’t know why, but these days I find myself incapable of writing. I sit with pen in my hand but nothing comes out of my mind, as if it is closed or over satisfied. Why pain is always powerful? At least it gives birth to all beautiful creations, romanticism. Have you ever seen some one deeply in love and writing poems for his love? No. but I have always seen those writing immensely touching pieces those who are heart broken. Satisfaction, amenities close doors to your soul?! You stop communicating to yourself.&lt;br /&gt;Do all comforts, satisfactions make us less human being? Does love make your feelings go blunt? Your senses go on closing?? Sense of security, secured future, secures life, close paths to the mind. Poverty speaks but comforts don’t. Helplessness speaks but power doesn’t. Why pain is so powerful? More beautiful, sacred, which always speaks truth, and language of beauty?Is that pain which keeps you alive, more sensitive? I don’t’ know. But may be I wonder the day I wake up with no pain, no mayhems in mind, will be the most painful day of my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33287034-116287529273776474?l=maitz-maithili.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maitz-maithili.blogspot.com/feeds/116287529273776474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33287034&amp;postID=116287529273776474' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33287034/posts/default/116287529273776474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33287034/posts/default/116287529273776474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maitz-maithili.blogspot.com/2006/11/why-pain-is-more-powerful.html' title='Why pain is more powerful?'/><author><name>Maithili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15210350937688405009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33287034.post-115947001781206594</id><published>2006-09-28T11:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-28T12:00:17.826-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life is strange!</title><content type='html'>Life behaves very strange sometimes, no !, to be precise most of times.&lt;br /&gt;You do exactly opposite to what you decide You wake up, decide something very determinately to yourself. But you just fail to follow it! You are not able to follow it, the very same thing you decided to yourself! Very strange.&lt;br /&gt;Most of times I get angry with my friends, and decide, no! I am doing no more  compromises. No more communication only so  that no battles. But to my surprise I talk to the very same person at length! Some times I have shared very dear things of mine as well. I never understood this same as most of things, why do they happen??! .And this doesn’t happen just once, twice it happens repeatedly and with same person. you decide not to go after a person asking,why,when,how, and many ‘wh’ questions. but you finally end up doing that and more than you have ever done.  You decide not to think about specific topic,not to think about specific person, but you actually  end up doing all of that. why this happens on fist place and if I know I am not going to follow what I decide then why do I determine so! Not single, twice but number of times!&lt;br /&gt;So rather than cursing myself I have reached to very suitable conclusion,. life is strange!&lt;br /&gt;And only thing I can do is enjoy it J&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33287034-115947001781206594?l=maitz-maithili.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maitz-maithili.blogspot.com/feeds/115947001781206594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33287034&amp;postID=115947001781206594' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33287034/posts/default/115947001781206594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33287034/posts/default/115947001781206594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maitz-maithili.blogspot.com/2006/09/life-is-strange.html' title='Life is strange!'/><author><name>Maithili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15210350937688405009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33287034.post-115657559687870997</id><published>2006-08-25T23:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-25T23:59:56.880-07:00</updated><title type='text'>That Same Mayhem</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The magic of love&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Always remains same&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Deep from your heart u feel it&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;N deep inside heart it mayhems&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The day arises with the thought,&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Carrying his footprints in your mind&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;You can’t go back,&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;And you’re not able to make a day&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;He comes like soft breeze&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;But just in your thoughts&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Sooths you, makes you smile&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;But he is just in your breath&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;You hold his hand&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;He takes u along&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;And you leave everything&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;As to him only u belong&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Endless roads you walk down&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;And evadible greenery&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;You hold him closer&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;And feel the cozy hug&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;He is never leaving you&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;You know it for sure&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The road becomes darker&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;But trust is pure&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;In one misty down&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;You find yourself alone&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;At the end of road,&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;With palms wet in dew&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;But the touch is enough&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The trust is life now&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;You smile at old days&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;And get back to your life some how&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;But still he is there&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Deep in your thoughts&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Inside your hear&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;With that same mayhem&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33287034-115657559687870997?l=maitz-maithili.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maitz-maithili.blogspot.com/feeds/115657559687870997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33287034&amp;postID=115657559687870997' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33287034/posts/default/115657559687870997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33287034/posts/default/115657559687870997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maitz-maithili.blogspot.com/2006/08/that-same-mayhem_115657559687870997.html' title='That Same Mayhem'/><author><name>Maithili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15210350937688405009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33287034.post-115650340841050962</id><published>2006-08-25T03:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-25T04:11:02.470-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LIFE</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;You get obsessed with things..&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Call it like fascination&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Life after some thing&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;And I m after else &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Can’t bear that sunshine&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Can’t stand darkness&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Happiness creates panting heart&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Sadness welcomes bad dreams&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Mindset, and mind game&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Pulls your life in different directions&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Soul infringes, hurts&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;But you go on&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Never care for what will happen&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;But in the search of your destiny&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Which you write for your own&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Like to run after&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;that mirage&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;With broken hearts&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;And broken verses &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;But you never give up&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;That shining happiness that probably is not achievable&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Get out of the circle&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;You will never reach the end&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Will wait till eternity&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;With soaked soul and shining will&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The way to live life&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Is art to find out&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Grab the moment&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;And never depart out&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Live in moments and not in permanence&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Hold it close to you&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Life will be yours&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33287034-115650340841050962?l=maitz-maithili.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maitz-maithili.blogspot.com/feeds/115650340841050962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33287034&amp;postID=115650340841050962' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33287034/posts/default/115650340841050962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33287034/posts/default/115650340841050962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maitz-maithili.blogspot.com/2006/08/life.html' title='LIFE'/><author><name>Maithili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15210350937688405009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33287034.post-115644400433241321</id><published>2006-08-24T11:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-24T11:26:44.336-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i m still to find why it happens</title><content type='html'>Human kind n human mind is something that is unpredictable. You love your parents, friends, siblings; you sometimes love everything around you. But sometimes you r just not satisfied. The feeling of incompleteness. Incomplete without some one. As your counterpart is missing. You then cant stand good things happening to even your dear ones. The rage of jealousy fills the body. And u lose control for moment. Then it doesn’t matter the person is your own sister, brother or your dearest fried. You find it hard to accept the way it is. ‘Why not me??’..And you are not able to find answer. It becomes crucial when it knocks your own doors. Your dear friend or your dear sister she is the one whom u envy. Yes you do though for minute. But you do. Thast human nature and human kind. seeking love everywhere around. a lil love offers allures him. And then they envy who has more share of it than them.Thats human blood. The unstoppable chains of restlessness,lil frustration for yourself, and of course the envious feeling.lil..But certainly there. Life offers more than you expect, but you expect it when you wish it.dont know how many lives have been drawn by this. How many have changed their attitude towards life by this. But the inevitable importance is unrecognized.untold, unknown. Every night has down. new hope. You rise. Face sun with full breath start new day but then again you meet another dear sister or friend. And then you forget to laugh at yourself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33287034-115644400433241321?l=maitz-maithili.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maitz-maithili.blogspot.com/feeds/115644400433241321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33287034&amp;postID=115644400433241321' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33287034/posts/default/115644400433241321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33287034/posts/default/115644400433241321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maitz-maithili.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-m-still-to-find-why-it-happens.html' title='i m still to find why it happens'/><author><name>Maithili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15210350937688405009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry></feed>
