<?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-4861204497425946359</id><updated>2012-02-16T02:53:00.379-08:00</updated><title type='text'>e-motes of shail</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-motesofshail.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4861204497425946359/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-motesofshail.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Shailja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00538063535741614243</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>11</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4861204497425946359.post-4013820935165858970</id><published>2009-09-27T23:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T23:23:03.299-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A child is a teacher</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xe0WL6R6FH4/SsBV1XcJuHI/AAAAAAAAAAw/PYd0mqTvmUQ/s1600-h/Picture+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xe0WL6R6FH4/SsBV1XcJuHI/AAAAAAAAAAw/PYd0mqTvmUQ/s320/Picture+003.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386399529648633970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My brother sailesh, someone who gives meaning to my life in several ways.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4861204497425946359-4013820935165858970?l=e-motesofshail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-motesofshail.blogspot.com/feeds/4013820935165858970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4861204497425946359&amp;postID=4013820935165858970' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4861204497425946359/posts/default/4013820935165858970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4861204497425946359/posts/default/4013820935165858970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-motesofshail.blogspot.com/2009/09/child-is-teacher.html' title='A child is a teacher'/><author><name>Shailja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00538063535741614243</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xe0WL6R6FH4/SsBV1XcJuHI/AAAAAAAAAAw/PYd0mqTvmUQ/s72-c/Picture+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4861204497425946359.post-9151248812906193282</id><published>2008-06-19T01:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T01:57:22.893-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Loving without reason</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I ain't do much,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I ain't do a lot,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I ain't a problem solver,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I ain't miss personality at all,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I don't speak a lot,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I don't do much of anything at all,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Still...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I am loved a lot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dedicated to all friends and family members who love us as we are....our shortcomings nonetheless..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;shail&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;9th june'06&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4861204497425946359-9151248812906193282?l=e-motesofshail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-motesofshail.blogspot.com/feeds/9151248812906193282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4861204497425946359&amp;postID=9151248812906193282' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4861204497425946359/posts/default/9151248812906193282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4861204497425946359/posts/default/9151248812906193282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-motesofshail.blogspot.com/2008/06/loving-without-reason.html' title='Loving without reason'/><author><name>Shailja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00538063535741614243</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4861204497425946359.post-4521081807366656186</id><published>2008-06-19T01:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T01:51:06.277-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gone Forever</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I don't know why ?-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;There are some people,&lt;br /&gt;Who join our lives,&lt;br /&gt;Unnecessarily.&lt;br /&gt;We want them more,&lt;br /&gt;When we realise they are gone,&lt;br /&gt;Forever.&lt;br /&gt;Yet, we wish for them to come back,&lt;br /&gt;At least once,&lt;br /&gt;Or, for sometime,&lt;br /&gt;So that,&lt;br /&gt;We could do all that we didn't,&lt;br /&gt;and still remains.&lt;br /&gt;Or, at least,&lt;br /&gt;We could see them once more...&lt;br /&gt;But...such wishes won't come true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shail&lt;br /&gt;21st may'06&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4861204497425946359-4521081807366656186?l=e-motesofshail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-motesofshail.blogspot.com/feeds/4521081807366656186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4861204497425946359&amp;postID=4521081807366656186' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4861204497425946359/posts/default/4521081807366656186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4861204497425946359/posts/default/4521081807366656186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-motesofshail.blogspot.com/2008/06/gone-forever.html' title='Gone Forever'/><author><name>Shailja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00538063535741614243</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4861204497425946359.post-694467670034921015</id><published>2008-06-19T01:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T01:43:05.505-07:00</updated><title type='text'>On Namrata...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I knew someone,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Who had such a big heart,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;That there was space for everyone in it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Her smile was bigger than it,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It filled her eyes and gave you confidence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Her life itself was an inspiration.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hidden well behind the facade of happiness,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Was an empty black space,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Which should have been filled with happiness like ours,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But, couldn't be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yet, she showed to others that there was nothing wrong,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;For their own sake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I haven't met anyone braver than her,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;how i wish i could have known her more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I am angry,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;         discontent,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;         unhappy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It feels like the biggest injustice ever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Why did it happen,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;To my friend ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;shail&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;5th june'06&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4861204497425946359-694467670034921015?l=e-motesofshail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-motesofshail.blogspot.com/feeds/694467670034921015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4861204497425946359&amp;postID=694467670034921015' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4861204497425946359/posts/default/694467670034921015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4861204497425946359/posts/default/694467670034921015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-motesofshail.blogspot.com/2008/06/on-namrata.html' title='On Namrata...'/><author><name>Shailja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00538063535741614243</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4861204497425946359.post-8318422301965229511</id><published>2008-06-19T01:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T01:34:19.962-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Love      - a childish lyric</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Why do people fall in love?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Why the heart yearns for someone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Who made the laws of attraction&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And made universal its application ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Love is an enigma,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;An exotic flower,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Everybody has heard about it,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But want to self-experience it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Love can enter any space,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;No abstract shape of heart can lock itself against love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I have imagined love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I know it will change my life on arrival...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I wonder who he is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Is he sleeping now, blissfully?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Or lying awake,thinking stupidly like me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Perhaps he has better things to do than to lie awake...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;How would that moment be ?-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When you see your soul mate in front of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Years and years of imagination becomes fruitful that day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Someday, I will share all my words with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You will realise how much i am missing you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;shail&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;31st may'06&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4861204497425946359-8318422301965229511?l=e-motesofshail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-motesofshail.blogspot.com/feeds/8318422301965229511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4861204497425946359&amp;postID=8318422301965229511' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4861204497425946359/posts/default/8318422301965229511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4861204497425946359/posts/default/8318422301965229511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-motesofshail.blogspot.com/2008/06/love.html' title='Love      - a childish lyric'/><author><name>Shailja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00538063535741614243</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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4861204497425946359.post-8855243704783312667</id><published>2008-06-19T01:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T01:09:14.673-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Arresting Exoticism</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Beautiful eyes....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;      They will capture you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A sweet smile....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;      To hold you back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;An x factor....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;      To factorize your heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Some stupidity....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;      That humours a lot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Simple yet exotic...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;      Ordinary yet different&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You are under arrest !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;shail&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;3rd june'06&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4861204497425946359-8855243704783312667?l=e-motesofshail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-motesofshail.blogspot.com/feeds/8855243704783312667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4861204497425946359&amp;postID=8855243704783312667' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4861204497425946359/posts/default/8855243704783312667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4861204497425946359/posts/default/8855243704783312667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-motesofshail.blogspot.com/2008/06/arresting-exotism.html' title='Arresting Exoticism'/><author><name>Shailja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00538063535741614243</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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4861204497425946359.post-1077080917752421379</id><published>2008-06-19T00:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T01:04:23.549-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The sky is crying again</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The sky is crying again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It knows something wrong has happened,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;In someone's life...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It feels their sorrow,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It is grieving for them,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;By making these noises,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It is supporting them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But, just as the someone knows,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;That what has happened is done,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My sky too, will realize and stop mourning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This doesn't mean that the heart stops aching...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It always remains.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My sky too, will cry again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;shail&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;30 may'06&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4861204497425946359-1077080917752421379?l=e-motesofshail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-motesofshail.blogspot.com/feeds/1077080917752421379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4861204497425946359&amp;postID=1077080917752421379' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4861204497425946359/posts/default/1077080917752421379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4861204497425946359/posts/default/1077080917752421379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-motesofshail.blogspot.com/2008/06/sky-is-crying-again.html' title='The sky is crying again'/><author><name>Shailja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00538063535741614243</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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4861204497425946359.post-1703830668075339405</id><published>2008-06-19T00:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T00:51:43.183-07:00</updated><title type='text'>An unwept tear</title><content type='html'>''&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Have you ever shed an unwept tear? A tear which refuses to come out, but stays inside for hours or even days. It is very much possible to mask this tear in a veil of happiness. Sometimes one feels it was better if it came out, but it has a mind of its own.''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shail&lt;br /&gt;2005&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4861204497425946359-1703830668075339405?l=e-motesofshail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-motesofshail.blogspot.com/feeds/1703830668075339405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4861204497425946359&amp;postID=1703830668075339405' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4861204497425946359/posts/default/1703830668075339405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4861204497425946359/posts/default/1703830668075339405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-motesofshail.blogspot.com/2008/06/unwept-tear.html' title='An unwept tear'/><author><name>Shailja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00538063535741614243</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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4861204497425946359.post-1260452287390977154</id><published>2008-06-19T00:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T00:53:24.388-07:00</updated><title type='text'>That somebody's me</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When you realise,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;That, that somebody was me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I would be gone.&lt;br /&gt;Somebody hopes that one day you will see,&lt;br /&gt;That it was me .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shail&lt;br /&gt;2nd jan'08&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4861204497425946359-1260452287390977154?l=e-motesofshail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-motesofshail.blogspot.com/feeds/1260452287390977154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4861204497425946359&amp;postID=1260452287390977154' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4861204497425946359/posts/default/1260452287390977154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4861204497425946359/posts/default/1260452287390977154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-motesofshail.blogspot.com/2008/06/that-somebodys-me.html' title='That somebody&apos;s me'/><author><name>Shailja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00538063535741614243</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4861204497425946359.post-7889460195744459854</id><published>2008-06-18T23:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T00:55:20.976-07:00</updated><title type='text'>feelings are not dumb.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When u can no longer do more,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Let go what doesnt hold u.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Time has plans of its own...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Of revealation or mitigation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shail&lt;br /&gt;19 june'08&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4861204497425946359-7889460195744459854?l=e-motesofshail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-motesofshail.blogspot.com/feeds/7889460195744459854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4861204497425946359&amp;postID=7889460195744459854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4861204497425946359/posts/default/7889460195744459854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4861204497425946359/posts/default/7889460195744459854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-motesofshail.blogspot.com/2008/06/feelings-are-not-dumb.html' title='feelings are not dumb.'/><author><name>Shailja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00538063535741614243</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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4861204497425946359.post-2088208238545920627</id><published>2008-06-12T11:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T00:36:16.953-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;a 'mote'-board&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;of shail's going-ons.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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