<?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'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13016517</id><updated>2009-02-20T22:57:41.588-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Feelings</title><subtitle type='html'>This is about relationships, emotions and thoughts.
All those who introspect are likely to enjoy this blog... Don't I mean all those who live??? :-)</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkyourfeelings.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13016517/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkyourfeelings.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Ramesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14749441069638240901</uri><email>ChinnamRamesh@gmail.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>8</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13016517.post-112687891311049305</id><published>2007-03-25T22:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-25T19:52:58.167-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happiness'/><title type='text'>Happiness</title><content type='html'>trying to be happy&lt;br /&gt;not being happy&lt;br /&gt;wondering what it is&lt;br /&gt;as though it has a name&lt;br /&gt;running all over the place&lt;br /&gt;as though it could be seen&lt;br /&gt;reading the tomes&lt;br /&gt;as though it hid there&lt;br /&gt;trying to be happy&lt;br /&gt;not being happy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;learned finally&lt;br /&gt;that it is inside me&lt;br /&gt;happy am I&lt;br /&gt;knowing where it is&lt;br /&gt;until have I started&lt;br /&gt;searching for it again;&lt;br /&gt;restless am I&lt;br /&gt;every hour of the day&lt;br /&gt;thinking am I always about&lt;br /&gt;how to give up the world&lt;br /&gt;for that is how I thought&lt;br /&gt;I could see inside me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Learned that everyone&lt;br /&gt;around me is a part of me&lt;br /&gt;when I can't see inside me&lt;br /&gt;I have the world full of me&lt;br /&gt;let me take a look at new me&lt;br /&gt;for I want to know&lt;br /&gt;the other parts of me&lt;br /&gt;I know it now&lt;br /&gt;why am I sad - I&lt;br /&gt;tried to satisfy a part of me&lt;br /&gt;when the big rest of me is suffering&lt;br /&gt;needing a language to break the ice&lt;br /&gt;have I found the curve of smile&lt;br /&gt;soon followed by the love and compassion&lt;br /&gt;have I found the tiny myself happy!&lt;br /&gt;time to let the other parts of me&lt;br /&gt;know that they are happy&lt;br /&gt;if they could just brush&lt;br /&gt;the veil of ignorance.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13016517-112687891311049305?l=thinkyourfeelings.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkyourfeelings.blogspot.com/feeds/112687891311049305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13016517&amp;postID=112687891311049305' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13016517/posts/default/112687891311049305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13016517/posts/default/112687891311049305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkyourfeelings.blogspot.com/2005/09/happiness.html' title='Happiness'/><author><name>Ramesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14749441069638240901</uri><email>ChinnamRamesh@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02253742574347691750'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13016517.post-114044454942402550</id><published>2006-02-20T06:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-20T06:09:09.450-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let them whine a while</title><content type='html'>How long are you good???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As long as your shoelaces do not get untied more than twice in a half an hour?&lt;br /&gt;As long as the lift does not skip your floor on to the next when you are waiting in the second floor to make it to a floor of double digit?&lt;br /&gt;As long as the food counter does not close on your face when you took it to noon to break your fast?&lt;br /&gt;As long as you do not forget your keys at your desk and marathons all the way to your bike stand that's miles away only to realize it then?&lt;br /&gt;As long as you do not have to sit through a 'whole day' session on how to make use of your time effectively?&lt;br /&gt;As long as you do not have to see Dhoni, Sehwag and Yuvraj go for golden ducks in one match?&lt;br /&gt;As long as your browsing time does not coincide with your boss's quick walks more than thrice a day?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you say now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't a grouching person just as far away as any of these incidents from us?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, let's let those whiners take a piece of our peace of mind!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whine a while&lt;br /&gt;Grin a mile&lt;br /&gt;hide not your feelings to live a life!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13016517-114044454942402550?l=thinkyourfeelings.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkyourfeelings.blogspot.com/feeds/114044454942402550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13016517&amp;postID=114044454942402550' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13016517/posts/default/114044454942402550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13016517/posts/default/114044454942402550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkyourfeelings.blogspot.com/2006/02/let-them-whine-while.html' title='Let them whine a while'/><author><name>Ramesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14749441069638240901</uri><email>ChinnamRamesh@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02253742574347691750'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13016517.post-113025702552975662</id><published>2005-10-25T09:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-25T09:17:05.536-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life - A Teacher</title><content type='html'>Difficult times teach you life and&lt;br /&gt;happy times test your knowledge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Learn and pass the test&lt;br /&gt;as you can't cheat the life&lt;br /&gt;for it is so cleaver and&lt;br /&gt;can repeat the teach &amp; test vicious cycle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More the time you take to learn&lt;br /&gt;tougher the lessons get&lt;br /&gt;later the tests come&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, let's learn it quick&lt;br /&gt;and come out of the cycle&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13016517-113025702552975662?l=thinkyourfeelings.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkyourfeelings.blogspot.com/feeds/113025702552975662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13016517&amp;postID=113025702552975662' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13016517/posts/default/113025702552975662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13016517/posts/default/113025702552975662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkyourfeelings.blogspot.com/2005/10/life-teacher.html' title='Life - A Teacher'/><author><name>Ramesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14749441069638240901</uri><email>ChinnamRamesh@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02253742574347691750'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13016517.post-112952909015300098</id><published>2005-10-16T23:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-16T23:05:31.836-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life - A Doctor</title><content type='html'>As the doctor increases the dosage to cure the persisting ailments,&lt;br /&gt;the life gives the difficulties to remove the persisting ignorance.&lt;br /&gt;So, learn it soon before you feel that life is hard on you&lt;br /&gt;because it never ceases to teach you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13016517-112952909015300098?l=thinkyourfeelings.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkyourfeelings.blogspot.com/feeds/112952909015300098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13016517&amp;postID=112952909015300098' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13016517/posts/default/112952909015300098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13016517/posts/default/112952909015300098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkyourfeelings.blogspot.com/2005/10/life-doctor.html' title='Life - A Doctor'/><author><name>Ramesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14749441069638240901</uri><email>ChinnamRamesh@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02253742574347691750'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13016517.post-112692804954520025</id><published>2005-09-16T20:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-16T20:34:09.553-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Childhood</title><content type='html'>Wondering….. why do I like my childhood?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was a kid …..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I ever hesitate to show the teeth?&lt;br /&gt;Did I ever look around to roll the tears down?&lt;br /&gt;Did I ever think of those magic green bucks?&lt;br /&gt;Did I ever juxtapose my fortune next to somebody’s to compare?&lt;br /&gt;Did I ever carry the bitterness of a fight to the next day?&lt;br /&gt;Did I ever think of the next moment?&lt;br /&gt;Did I ever get buried in the thoughts of yesterday?&lt;br /&gt;Did I ever try to judge others?&lt;br /&gt;Did I ever think of my thoughts?&lt;br /&gt;Did I ever need to know the meaning of peace?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then what all did I do?????&lt;br /&gt;I ate what mom gave till she got tired of convincing me for another mouthful, played till Sun could see my part of the world and slept till I could use up dad’s last ounce of patience&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How simple, unpolluted and satisfied was it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I know why I like it and so does everyone :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13016517-112692804954520025?l=thinkyourfeelings.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkyourfeelings.blogspot.com/feeds/112692804954520025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13016517&amp;postID=112692804954520025' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13016517/posts/default/112692804954520025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13016517/posts/default/112692804954520025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkyourfeelings.blogspot.com/2005/09/childhood.html' title='Childhood'/><author><name>Ramesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14749441069638240901</uri><email>ChinnamRamesh@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02253742574347691750'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13016517.post-112602735715930018</id><published>2005-09-06T10:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-06T10:48:46.536-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Relationship so.... fervent</title><content type='html'>As long as the Sun embraces the mornings&lt;br /&gt;As long as the tides caress the shores&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As long as the evenings turn into nights&lt;br /&gt;As long as the rivers run into oceans&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As long as the air brisks around us&lt;br /&gt;As long as the bees whistle around the flowers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As long as the stars twinkle around the Moon&lt;br /&gt;As long as the branches bow to the earth for its generosity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As long as the feelings dance to the tune of emotions&lt;br /&gt;As long as the situations arrange a concert for emotions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend, You are there in my heart!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13016517-112602735715930018?l=thinkyourfeelings.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkyourfeelings.blogspot.com/feeds/112602735715930018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13016517&amp;postID=112602735715930018' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13016517/posts/default/112602735715930018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13016517/posts/default/112602735715930018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkyourfeelings.blogspot.com/2005/09/relationship-so-fervent.html' title='A Relationship so.... fervent'/><author><name>Ramesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14749441069638240901</uri><email>ChinnamRamesh@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02253742574347691750'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13016517.post-112473846569202340</id><published>2005-08-22T12:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-06T10:48:57.413-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Guilt</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Turning into a rose I thought that&lt;br /&gt;I would give fragrance to you, but failed to notice that I have thorns in me&lt;br /&gt;Becoming a bee I thought that&lt;br /&gt;I would get honey to you, but forgot that I have a sting in me&lt;br /&gt;Shaping into the eyelids of you I thought that&lt;br /&gt;I would safeguard your eyes, but became an aid to you to roll your tears down&lt;br /&gt;Transforming into a neem tree I thought that&lt;br /&gt;I would give shade to you, but could only bear bitter fruits for you&lt;br /&gt;Finally transpiring into a friend of you I thought that&lt;br /&gt;I would share my love and affection, but learned that I can only hurt you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I am inherently bad...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13016517-112473846569202340?l=thinkyourfeelings.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkyourfeelings.blogspot.com/feeds/112473846569202340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13016517&amp;postID=112473846569202340' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13016517/posts/default/112473846569202340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13016517/posts/default/112473846569202340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkyourfeelings.blogspot.com/2005/08/guilt.html' title='Guilt'/><author><name>Ramesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14749441069638240901</uri><email>ChinnamRamesh@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02253742574347691750'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13016517.post-112439645003121425</id><published>2005-08-18T13:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-06T10:48:35.253-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Accept changes in life</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Life begins to unfold&lt;br /&gt;as you accept changes&lt;br /&gt;For only they keep you fresh&lt;br /&gt;embrace them with a smile&lt;br /&gt;Cherish the sweet memories&lt;br /&gt;for you are the one who got some&lt;br /&gt;Don't shackle your heart &amp;amp; mind&lt;br /&gt;your body needs 'em to walk through the time&lt;br /&gt;Live with the people that are around you&lt;br /&gt;for they want to be a part of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Miss not the present&lt;br /&gt;while you contemplate over the past&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13016517-112439645003121425?l=thinkyourfeelings.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkyourfeelings.blogspot.com/feeds/112439645003121425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13016517&amp;postID=112439645003121425' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13016517/posts/default/112439645003121425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13016517/posts/default/112439645003121425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkyourfeelings.blogspot.com/2005/08/accept-changes-in-life.html' title='Accept changes in life'/><author><name>Ramesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14749441069638240901</uri><email>ChinnamRamesh@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02253742574347691750'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry></feed>