<?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-9067140087963729702</id><updated>2012-02-16T18:43:28.250+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Tick Tick Tick Tick</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramansearches.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067140087963729702/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramansearches.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Raman Shukla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12505945949960130661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A5PHQtT0IWM/SqJATmcSyBI/AAAAAAAABp8/VOkG131fZBg/S220/raman.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>70</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067140087963729702.post-200417473250580808</id><published>2011-04-28T14:08:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2011-04-28T16:54:04.251+05:30</updated><title type='text'>कुछ रह गया है...</title><content type='html'>वो पुरानी सकरी गली खो गयी है&lt;br /&gt;वो छोटा छाँव वाला छप्पर ढह गया है&lt;br /&gt;वो कंचे पुरानी फटी जेब से गिर के बिखर गए हैं&lt;br /&gt;जब तलशता हूँ वो यादों का झोला&lt;br /&gt;तो लगता है की पीछे कुछ रह गया है&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;न जाने कहा छुप गए हैं वो बचपन के दोस्त&lt;br /&gt;  पता नहीं किस याद संग वो लकड़ी का बैट बह गया है&lt;br /&gt;अरे यार वो बर्फ के गोले इमली चूरन भी नहीं मिल रहे&lt;br /&gt;खंगाल डाले सारे पुराने बक्से  जो संभाल रक्खे थे तब से&lt;br /&gt;थक गया ढूंढ  के  आजिम कह  गया है&lt;br /&gt;यकीं  है  &lt;span&gt;मुझको  &lt;/span&gt;की &lt;span&gt;पक्का &lt;/span&gt;पीछे   कुछ रह गया है&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;कॉपीराइट रमन शुक्ला :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9067140087963729702-200417473250580808?l=ramansearches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramansearches.blogspot.com/feeds/200417473250580808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9067140087963729702&amp;postID=200417473250580808' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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bold; text-align: left;" class="uiStreamMessage"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;तुम&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;रह&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;जाते&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;तो&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;सुकून&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;रह&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;जाता&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;थाम&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;के&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;हाथ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;तुम्हारा&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;हर&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;गम&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;सह&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;जाता&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;दरिया&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: 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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;में&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;भी&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;फूल&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;खिला&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;देता&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;कुछ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;और&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;देर&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;रहते&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span 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style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;जीने&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;का&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;जूनून&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;रह&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;जाता&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;तुम&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;रह&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;जाते&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;तो&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;सुकून&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;रह&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;जाता...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;कॉपीराइट रमन शुक्ला :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody"&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9067140087963729702-5670381627751823876?l=ramansearches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A5PHQtT0IWM/SqJATmcSyBI/AAAAAAAABp8/VOkG131fZBg/S220/raman.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067140087963729702.post-8701525985259665956</id><published>2011-04-14T13:22:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-04-14T13:24:11.658+05:30</updated><title type='text'>शेर</title><content type='html'>&lt;span jsid="text"&gt; आशिकी  किसी  परदे  की  गुलाम  नहीं ,&lt;br /&gt;हम  करते  चुप  के  कभी  सलाम  नहीं ,&lt;br /&gt;छुपाना  कुछ  अपनी  फितरत  नहीं ,&lt;br /&gt;वो  इश्क  क्या  जिसका  हो  चर्चा  सरे  आम  नहीं&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/9067140087963729702-8701525985259665956?l=ramansearches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramansearches.blogspot.com/feeds/8701525985259665956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9067140087963729702&amp;postID=8701525985259665956' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067140087963729702/posts/default/8701525985259665956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067140087963729702/posts/default/8701525985259665956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramansearches.blogspot.com/2011/04/blog-post.html' title='शेर'/><author><name>Raman Shukla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12505945949960130661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A5PHQtT0IWM/SqJATmcSyBI/AAAAAAAABp8/VOkG131fZBg/S220/raman.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067140087963729702.post-4121549039984583331</id><published>2011-01-13T10:47:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2011-01-13T10:53:08.065+05:30</updated><title type='text'>उम्म्म्म</title><content type='html'>तेरे घर में बस तू ही तू है ,&lt;br /&gt;बता की मै आऊं  कैसे&lt;br /&gt;झांक के देखा दिल में तेरे&lt;br /&gt;जगह कम है  समाऊँ  कैसे&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;तू जो देखता उधर है&lt;br /&gt;पीठ पीछे तुझे बहलाऊँ  कैसे&lt;br /&gt;रूठ के तू दूर छूट गया है&lt;br /&gt;करके जतन   तुझे मनाऊँ कैसे&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9067140087963729702-4121549039984583331?l=ramansearches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A5PHQtT0IWM/SqJATmcSyBI/AAAAAAAABp8/VOkG131fZBg/S220/raman.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067140087963729702.post-1401312856673611511</id><published>2010-12-27T22:03:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2010-12-27T22:12:53.031+05:30</updated><title type='text'>क्यूँ सोचता हूँ मै</title><content type='html'>कभी कुछ सोच के है होता&lt;br /&gt;कभी कुछ यूँ ही है हो जाता&lt;br /&gt;जो पहले गिरने की भनक भी होती&lt;br /&gt;तो क्यूँ मै रेत के महल बनाता&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;निकला था सबेरे का देखने सूरज&lt;br /&gt;होता बेहतर अगर मै&lt;br /&gt;शाम ढलने से पहले पहुच जाता&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9067140087963729702-1401312856673611511?l=ramansearches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A5PHQtT0IWM/SqJATmcSyBI/AAAAAAAABp8/VOkG131fZBg/S220/raman.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067140087963729702.post-2491730763062698111</id><published>2010-12-09T10:01:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2010-12-09T10:27:14.016+05:30</updated><title type='text'>फॉर AP</title><content type='html'>जिसको आदत थी मेरे कंधे की&lt;br /&gt;कैसे उसने दूसरे के कंधे पे संभाला  सर होगा &lt;br /&gt;मेरे दिल सोच के कश्मशाता है&lt;br /&gt;नया आया जो होगा उनके दिल में&lt;br /&gt;देखा उसने वहां  मेरा पुराना घर होगा&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9067140087963729702-2491730763062698111?l=ramansearches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramansearches.blogspot.com/feeds/2491730763062698111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9067140087963729702&amp;postID=2491730763062698111' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067140087963729702/posts/default/2491730763062698111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067140087963729702/posts/default/2491730763062698111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramansearches.blogspot.com/2010/12/ap.html' title='फॉर AP'/><author><name>Raman Shukla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12505945949960130661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A5PHQtT0IWM/SqJATmcSyBI/AAAAAAAABp8/VOkG131fZBg/S220/raman.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067140087963729702.post-7117518353967144710</id><published>2010-09-12T02:31:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2010-09-12T02:43:36.769+05:30</updated><title type='text'>दो लाइने</title><content type='html'>तनहा ठहरा हूँ सहरा में वरना अभी डूब जाने को गम बहुत हैं&lt;br /&gt;मिला था जो दिल वो तोड़ आया हूँ ,&lt;span class=""&gt; वरना&lt;/span&gt; दिल चुराने को सनम बहुत हैं&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;वैसे तो लरजते लफ़्ज़ों से शायरी कर रहा होता अभी तो बताने को गम बहुत हैं&lt;br /&gt;मुफलिसी में उनको याद करता हूँ वरना करने को इस दुनिया में करम बहुत हैं&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;कॉपीराइट रमन शुक्ला :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9067140087963729702-7117518353967144710?l=ramansearches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A5PHQtT0IWM/SqJATmcSyBI/AAAAAAAABp8/VOkG131fZBg/S220/raman.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067140087963729702.post-4415816713062524980</id><published>2010-09-12T02:13:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2010-09-12T02:25:33.638+05:30</updated><title type='text'>What I Love</title><content type='html'>What I love is&lt;br /&gt;not profession but my obsession&lt;br /&gt;might not bitches but the beaches&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;perhaps&lt;/span&gt; not possession but the passion&lt;br /&gt;and I love is that&lt;br /&gt;old wealthy tradition&lt;br /&gt;I love to show&lt;br /&gt;a grin to enemies and hugs to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;applauds to smart ass and&lt;br /&gt;middle finger to sloppy brains,&lt;br /&gt;I love to read&lt;br /&gt;I love to drive&lt;br /&gt;in a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;war field&lt;/span&gt; I love to survive,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;conquer&lt;/span&gt; the quest,&lt;br /&gt;Defeating the best&lt;br /&gt;is exactly what I love&lt;br /&gt;is to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;finish&lt;/span&gt; the job before I could rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;कॉपीराइट रमन शुक्ला :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9067140087963729702-4415816713062524980?l=ramansearches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramansearches.blogspot.com/feeds/4415816713062524980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9067140087963729702&amp;postID=4415816713062524980' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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/&gt;  या  समझते  कुछ  नहीं  तुम  हो&lt;br /&gt;यहाँ  पर  अश्क  बहते  है&lt;br /&gt;अगर  कही  तुम  जो  गुमसुम   हो&lt;br /&gt;अगर  तुम्हारा  दिल  शीशे  सा  है  बिखरा &lt;br /&gt;  तो  हमरा  भी  रेत  का  महल टूटा   है&lt;br /&gt;फेर  कर  मुह  कभी  भी  तुम  चले  जाओ&lt;br /&gt; पर  मत  बोलो  की  वो  सनम  था  जो  झूठा  है&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;की  शायद  आज  इन  बातों पे  यकीं तुमको न  हो&lt;br /&gt;  पर  कभी  तो  सच  खुल  कर  आएगा&lt;br /&gt;दोनों  ही  शायद  तब  अफ़सोस  से  रोयेंगे&lt;br /&gt; पर  सच किसी  से  कहा  न  जायेगा .......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;कॉपीराइट रमन शुक्ला :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9067140087963729702-2571829359331657250?l=ramansearches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramansearches.blogspot.com/feeds/2571829359331657250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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class=""&gt;कल जो सबका हिन्दुस्तान था &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=""&gt;आज ठाकरे का महाराष्ट्र और लालू का बिहार है &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=""&gt;छुप गया है मतलब आज़ादी का एक ओट में&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=""&gt;सब मगन है आज मधुशाला वोते और नोट में &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=""&gt;खेल लो आज और एक दांव और &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=""&gt;आज़ादी को दिल से मना के देखो &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=""&gt;एक बार तिरंगे को उन  शहीदों की तरह फहरा के देखो &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9067140087963729702-60646711449742980?l=ramansearches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramansearches.blogspot.com/feeds/60646711449742980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A5PHQtT0IWM/SqJATmcSyBI/AAAAAAAABp8/VOkG131fZBg/S220/raman.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067140087963729702.post-6936920298499757196</id><published>2010-08-13T11:49:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-08-13T15:33:14.908+05:30</updated><title type='text'>शायद</title><content type='html'>पीने से  मिलती फुरसत तो शायद&lt;br /&gt;मै भी मधुशाला लिख पाता&lt;br /&gt;पारो नहीं चंद्रमुखी ही मिल जाती तो शायद&lt;br /&gt;मै भी देवदास बन जाता&lt;br /&gt;बच्चन नहीं वचन चाहिए थे&lt;br /&gt;हाल - ए - मधुशाला लिखने को&lt;br /&gt;पारो ही नहीं एक दोस्त चुन्नी सा&lt;br /&gt;भी चाहिए था देवदास सा दिखने को&lt;br /&gt;हाला से ये हाल हुआ की डगमग&lt;br /&gt;डगमग  अब ये पग पड़ते &lt;span&gt;हैं&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;हाल के हाल से बचता तो दो&lt;br /&gt;चार कदम सीधे चल पाता &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;पीने&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;से&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span&gt;मिलती&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;फुरसत&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;तो&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;शायद&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;मै&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;भी&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;मधुशाला&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;लिख&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;पाता&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;कॉपीराइट रमन शुक्ला :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9067140087963729702-6936920298499757196?l=ramansearches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramansearches.blogspot.com/feeds/6936920298499757196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9067140087963729702&amp;postID=6936920298499757196' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067140087963729702/posts/default/6936920298499757196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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rgb(0, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;few call it rain &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;few say look God again cry&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;though this makes city traffic slow&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt; but it makes my heart beat grow &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;it might expose many troubles&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;for me it makes those green leaves glow&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;whatever they call it god’s cry or rain&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;but for me it’s a joy train,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;coming  from sky stopping on earth&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;one reason for  millions of smile’s birth&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9067140087963729702-366722827836239463?l=ramansearches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramansearches.blogspot.com/feeds/366722827836239463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9067140087963729702&amp;postID=366722827836239463' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067140087963729702/posts/default/366722827836239463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067140087963729702/posts/default/366722827836239463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramansearches.blogspot.com/2010/07/rain.html' title='RAIN'/><author><name>Raman Shukla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12505945949960130661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A5PHQtT0IWM/SqJATmcSyBI/AAAAAAAABp8/VOkG131fZBg/S220/raman.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067140087963729702.post-5074658601417688075</id><published>2010-07-26T01:32:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-07-26T02:55:05.163+05:30</updated><title type='text'>तुम्हारे लिए</title><content type='html'>कभी धीमे से कोई कुछ फरमा जाये&lt;br /&gt; कान के पीछे कोई हवा सा आ जाये&lt;br /&gt;सीने से होते हुई वो ऊँगली जो &lt;span&gt;गुजरे&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;बालों&lt;/span&gt; से &lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;कभी ठिठक जाये गर्दन से होते हुए गालों पे&lt;br /&gt;  तुम्हारे लिए  &lt;span&gt;मुझको&lt;/span&gt; पागल बनाने को &lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; इतना ही काफी है&lt;br /&gt;ऑरकुट फेसबुक ट्विट्टर पे प्रोफाइल फोटो&lt;br /&gt;कभी उसके दिए हुए गुलाब दो ठो&lt;br /&gt;रातों को फ़ोन पे यूँ ही समेट  देना &lt;br /&gt;ख्वाबों की लम्बी उड़ान को&lt;br /&gt; एक मुस्कान में लपेट देना&lt;br /&gt;  तुम्हारे लिए  &lt;span&gt;मुझको&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;पागल&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;बनाने&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;को&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;इतना&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;ही&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;काफी&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;है&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9067140087963729702-5074658601417688075?l=ramansearches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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प्यासे को तरसाता है&lt;br /&gt;बिना पतवार के रेत पे ये कश्ती&lt;br /&gt;तलाशती है अपने माझी को&lt;br /&gt;पर सूखे किनारों पे भी कहा कोई कभी आता है&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9067140087963729702-2107184233042623589?l=ramansearches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramansearches.blogspot.com/feeds/2107184233042623589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9067140087963729702&amp;postID=2107184233042623589' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067140087963729702/posts/default/2107184233042623589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067140087963729702/posts/default/2107184233042623589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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&lt;span&gt;पूरा&lt;/span&gt; और&lt;br /&gt;मै तुझसे अनजाना&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9067140087963729702-4693912127121211053?l=ramansearches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramansearches.blogspot.com/feeds/4693912127121211053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9067140087963729702&amp;postID=4693912127121211053' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067140087963729702/posts/default/4693912127121211053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067140087963729702/posts/default/4693912127121211053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramansearches.blogspot.com/2010/05/2.html' title='अनामिका - 2'/><author><name>Raman Shukla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12505945949960130661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A5PHQtT0IWM/SqJATmcSyBI/AAAAAAAABp8/VOkG131fZBg/S220/raman.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067140087963729702.post-6711290863568028627</id><published>2010-04-20T03:13:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-04-20T03:27:03.665+05:30</updated><title type='text'>अनामिका - १</title><content type='html'>चला हूँ जिस पथ पे अब तो&lt;br /&gt;पाउँगा मंजिल इसी रास्ते से&lt;br /&gt;भले ही कुछ देर हो जाये&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;कर्त्तव्य मेरा सिपाही सा&lt;br /&gt;बेहतर है पीछे लौटने से&lt;br /&gt;रण में ही ढेर हो जाये&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;शाम हो गयी तो क्या&lt;br /&gt;उजालों की तलाश अब&lt;br /&gt;और एक बेर हो जाये&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;धुंधली दिख रही  है तस्वीरें&lt;br /&gt;फिर भी देखूंगा सूरज&lt;br /&gt;ठहरो जरा सबेर हो जाये&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**  बेर = उत्तर प्रदेश की कड़ी बोली में बेर का तात्पर्य होता है एक बार i.e. once &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;कॉपीराइट रमन शुक्ला :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9067140087963729702-6711290863568028627?l=ramansearches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramansearches.blogspot.com/feeds/6711290863568028627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9067140087963729702&amp;postID=6711290863568028627' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067140087963729702/posts/default/6711290863568028627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067140087963729702/posts/default/6711290863568028627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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/&gt;&lt;span&gt;ए&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;हसीं&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;तुझे&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;देख&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;कर&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;हुआ&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;है&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;ये&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;क्या&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;असर&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;तारीख थम सी गयी&lt;br /&gt;जब से वो  गुजरा है पल&lt;br /&gt;आँख नम हो गयी&lt;br /&gt;दिखा न जो फिर तू कल&lt;br /&gt;लफ्ज़ खामोश हैं&lt;br /&gt;बोलने को बेक़रार हैं  नज़र&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;ए&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;हसीं&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;तुझे&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;देख&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;कर&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;हुआ&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;है&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;ये&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;क्या&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;असर&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;तलाशते हैं तुझे&lt;br /&gt;आते जाते हुए&lt;br /&gt;लौट आये हैं आज&lt;br /&gt;फिर गुनगुनाते हुए&lt;br /&gt;जँहा ये रोशन हैं&lt;br /&gt;बस ये दिल हैं सिफ़र&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;ए&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;हसीं&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;तुझे&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;देख&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;कर&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;हुआ&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;है&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;ये&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;क्या&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;असर&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;कॉपीराइट रमन शुक्ला :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9067140087963729702-3150277426474130645?l=ramansearches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramansearches.blogspot.com/feeds/3150277426474130645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9067140087963729702&amp;postID=3150277426474130645' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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ऊपर से सिगरेट&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;दोस्त की शादी में तमाशा &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;और व्यापर में मुनाफा &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;....... अच्छा लगता है !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;जन्मदिन पे दोस्तों की लात &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt; तोहफों&lt;/span&gt; की बरसात &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;सुबह आलू का पराठा&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;और रात में सन्नाटा &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;......अच्छा लगता है !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9067140087963729702-7366765992605446217?l=ramansearches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramansearches.blogspot.com/feeds/7366765992605446217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A5PHQtT0IWM/SqJATmcSyBI/AAAAAAAABp8/VOkG131fZBg/S220/raman.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067140087963729702.post-8067514371071647231</id><published>2010-04-02T13:25:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-04-02T13:59:25.200+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Me!!</title><content type='html'>I always wanted to be I&lt;br /&gt;and she wanted us to be We&lt;br /&gt;she wanted us so together&lt;br /&gt;and  i wanted to fly free&lt;br /&gt;so buddies share some moments&lt;br /&gt;enjoy chattering of birds&lt;br /&gt; &amp;amp; covering of tree&lt;br /&gt;else u will be alone out there like me!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9067140087963729702-8067514371071647231?l=ramansearches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A5PHQtT0IWM/SqJATmcSyBI/AAAAAAAABp8/VOkG131fZBg/S220/raman.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067140087963729702.post-8388195622014442377</id><published>2010-03-20T00:14:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-03-20T00:38:04.213+05:30</updated><title type='text'>जाने नहीं देंगे तुझे..... पप्पू संस्करण</title><content type='html'>क्या बताएं भैया दिल बड़ा ही उतावला और खुश टाइप से हो रखा है , क्या करें आज दिन ही विशेष है । एक तो समीर भैया का जन्मदिन है आज और दूसरा एक दिन बाद हमर एपरम मित्र पप्पू की सगाई की रश्म अदायगी होनी है । अब ऐसे में इस गीत का पप्पू संसकरण लिखा जाये इससे अच्छा क्या हो सकता है यद्यपि कार्य बहुत है करने को लेकिन इससे महत्वपूर्ण नहीं , खैर प्रस्तुत है ये रचना हमारी तरफ से पप्पू के लिए&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;जाने नहीं देंगे तुझे ....&lt;br /&gt;जाने तुझे देंगे नहीं&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;जाने&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span&gt;नहीं&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span&gt;देंगे&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span&gt;तुझे&lt;/span&gt;  ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;जाने&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span&gt;तुझे&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span&gt;देंगे&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span&gt;नहीं&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;चाहे तुझको  यश श्री बुला ले&lt;br /&gt;हम न उनसे डरने वाले&lt;br /&gt;बहुमत में उनसे बड़े हैं हम&lt;br /&gt;चाहे हम से चुप छुपा के&lt;br /&gt;पप्पू उनको मूवी दिखा ले&lt;br /&gt;हाल के बाहर मिलेंगे हम&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;जाने&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span&gt;नहीं&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span&gt;देंगे&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span&gt;तुझे&lt;/span&gt;  ....&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;जाने&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span&gt;तुझे&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span&gt;देंगे&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span&gt;नहीं&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;न सिर्फ सात फेरों का सवाल है&lt;br /&gt;शादी सबसे बड़ा जंजाल है &lt;br /&gt;एक लड़की के कहने पे तू आया क्यूँ ????&lt;br /&gt;सुन ले हम सब की नसीहत&lt;br /&gt;छोड़ पीछे ये फजीहत&lt;br /&gt;ये युगल गीत तुने गाया क्यूँ ????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;जाने&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span&gt;नहीं&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span&gt;देंगे&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span&gt;तुझे&lt;/span&gt;  ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;जाने&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span&gt;तुझे&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span&gt;देंगे&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span&gt;नहीं&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;जाने&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span&gt;नहीं&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span&gt;देंगे&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span&gt;तुझे&lt;/span&gt;  ....&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;जाने&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span&gt;तुझे&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span&gt;देंगे&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span&gt;नहीं&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;कपडे धोने को धोबी लगा था&lt;br /&gt;बनाने खाना कुक गाया था&lt;br /&gt;सिर्फ एक बटन सी न पाया तू&lt;br /&gt;फिर से बिस्तर पे कपडे फैला दे&lt;br /&gt;घर को कूड़ाघर बना दे&lt;br /&gt;करके टंकी खाली बाईक स्टैंड पे लगा दे&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;रुक&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span&gt;जा&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span&gt;साले&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span&gt;यूँ&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span&gt;अकेले&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span&gt;जाता&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span&gt;है&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span&gt;क्यूँ&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;जाने&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span&gt;नहीं&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span&gt;देंगे&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span&gt;तुझे&lt;/span&gt;  ....&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;जाने&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span&gt;तुझे&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span&gt;देंगे&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span&gt;नहीं&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;जाने&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span&gt;नहीं&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span&gt;देंगे&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span&gt;तुझे&lt;/span&gt;  ....&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;span&gt;जाने&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span&gt;तुझे&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span&gt;देंगे&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span&gt;नहीं&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;जाने&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span&gt;नहीं&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span&gt;देंगे&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span&gt;तुझे&lt;/span&gt;  ....&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;जाने&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span&gt;तुझे&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span&gt;देंगे&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span&gt;नहीं&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;जाने&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span&gt;नहीं&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span&gt;देंगे&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span&gt;तुझे&lt;/span&gt;  ....&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;span&gt;जाने&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span&gt;तुझे&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span&gt;देंगे&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span&gt;नहीं&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9067140087963729702-8388195622014442377?l=ramansearches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramansearches.blogspot.com/feeds/8388195622014442377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9067140087963729702&amp;postID=8388195622014442377' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067140087963729702/posts/default/8388195622014442377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067140087963729702/posts/default/8388195622014442377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramansearches.blogspot.com/2010/03/blog-post_19.html' title='जाने नहीं देंगे तुझे..... पप्पू संस्करण'/><author><name>Raman Shukla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12505945949960130661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A5PHQtT0IWM/SqJATmcSyBI/AAAAAAAABp8/VOkG131fZBg/S220/raman.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067140087963729702.post-1331419627021696857</id><published>2010-03-17T00:52:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-03-17T00:53:02.228+05:30</updated><title type='text'>its time to say good bye</title><content type='html'>I have gone too far&lt;br /&gt;isn't it right&lt;br /&gt;wasn't my fault&lt;br /&gt;I could see  future bright&lt;br /&gt;i wasn't a damn follower&lt;br /&gt;sticking wasn't in my  blood&lt;br /&gt;i envy myself&lt;br /&gt;to have so much guts&lt;br /&gt;i love to see ups n  downs&lt;br /&gt;its fun to see&lt;br /&gt;changing heads for same crown&lt;br /&gt;this was my  chance&lt;br /&gt;n I did my best to try&lt;br /&gt;but now its over&lt;br /&gt;here i am to say&lt;br /&gt;see  you folks again&lt;br /&gt;its time to say good bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9067140087963729702-1331419627021696857?l=ramansearches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramansearches.blogspot.com/feeds/1331419627021696857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9067140087963729702&amp;postID=1331419627021696857' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067140087963729702/posts/default/1331419627021696857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067140087963729702/posts/default/1331419627021696857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramansearches.blogspot.com/2010/03/its-time-to-say-good-bye.html' title='its time to say good bye'/><author><name>Raman Shukla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12505945949960130661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A5PHQtT0IWM/SqJATmcSyBI/AAAAAAAABp8/VOkG131fZBg/S220/raman.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067140087963729702.post-5422401060236222653</id><published>2010-03-15T02:42:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-03-15T03:46:18.830+05:30</updated><title type='text'>क्या कर दूँ</title><content type='html'>सोचता हूँ कभी जब अकेले खड़े हो कर&lt;br /&gt;जब रौशनी खो गयो गयी होती है&lt;br /&gt;ये दुनिया सो गयी होती है&lt;br /&gt;की क्या कर दूँ  मै&lt;br /&gt;अगर पानी रूठ जाये नदी से&lt;br /&gt;आँख न मिला पाए कोई खुद ही से&lt;br /&gt;पंछी अगर बसेरा छोड़ दे&lt;br /&gt;सूरज करना अगर सवेरा छोड़ दे&lt;br /&gt;क्यूँ न बन भागीरथ गंगा बहा  दूँ&lt;br /&gt;क्यूँ न भटके को पश्चताप की राह दिखा दूँ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;पंछी को पवन से लौटने का सन्देश पंहुचा दूँ&lt;br /&gt;दूर करने को अँधेरा छोटा सा दिया जला दूँ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;क्या बदल दूँ दोस्त अगर दोस्त बदल जाये तो&lt;br /&gt;क्या खीच लूँ आँचल लज्जा मूरत कोई शर्माए जो&lt;br /&gt;क्या बदल दूँ रस्ते जो सामने मझधार हो&lt;br /&gt;उजाड़ दूँ मिले अगर कही बहार तो&lt;br /&gt;या करूँ वही जो दोस्त को स्वीकार हो&lt;br /&gt;देख कर मूरत निकल जाऊं अदब से न कोई शर्मशार हो&lt;br /&gt;मझधार को खे कर एक रास्ता नया बना दूँ&lt;br /&gt;मिले कही बहार तो एक और गुलशन सजा दूँ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;हर दुसरे विकल्प में वक़्त थोडा लग जायेगा&lt;br /&gt;पर एक खूबसूरत कल बन जरूर &lt;span&gt;जायेगा&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;इतना ज्ञान तो आज इस छोटे ह्रदय में भर &lt;span&gt;दूँ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;क्या कोई और बताएगा की मै और  क्या कर दूँ    ????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;कॉपीराइट रमन शुक्ला :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9067140087963729702-5422401060236222653?l=ramansearches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramansearches.blogspot.com/feeds/5422401060236222653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9067140087963729702&amp;postID=5422401060236222653' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067140087963729702/posts/default/5422401060236222653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067140087963729702/posts/default/5422401060236222653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramansearches.blogspot.com/2010/03/blog-post_5023.html' title='क्या कर दूँ'/><author><name>Raman Shukla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12505945949960130661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A5PHQtT0IWM/SqJATmcSyBI/AAAAAAAABp8/VOkG131fZBg/S220/raman.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067140087963729702.post-5361306616119191391</id><published>2010-03-14T23:44:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-03-15T00:50:16.948+05:30</updated><title type='text'>क्रन्तिकारी पति या अदद पति- हमारा पप्पू</title><content type='html'>पप्पू , घबराईये नहीं हमारी अदनी सी मित्रमंडली में पाया जाने वाला विशाल सा प्राणी है , और ये हमारा उसे प्यार से दिए हुए नामों में से उसका एक नाम है । वो जीवन के २७ वसंत पार करने के बाद अब विवाह के जाल में बंधने जा रहा है । वास्तविक नाम रजत गुप्ता है बड़ा ही सुन्दर स्वाभाव का नटखट एवं झोल प्राणी है ये मित्र । अब जीवन में तमाम प्रकार के या यूँ कह ले की सभी प्रकार के अनुभवों को चखने के बाद वो अब इस विवाह रुपी माया के जाल में स्वयं ही फसने जा रहा है , सच तो ये है की जब आदमी के पास कुछ करने को नहीं रह जाता तो वो शादी कर लेता है या जब समाज के लोग किसी को कुछ नहीं करते देखना चाहते हैं तो उसकी शादी करवा देते हैं (ये परिकल्पना सिर्फ भारतीय संस्करण में ही सत्य है )। बेचारा जब से शादी तय हुई है बड़ी ही उहापोह स्थिति में घूमता रहता है , अब क्या करे बेचारा एक सच्चा प्यार पाने की तलाश में ( प्यार बोले तो जिसे लोगो ने कुछ इस तरह परिभाषित किया है "अगर प्यार न हो तो जीवन अकारथ हो जाता है , ये सबसे सुखद अहसास है ", आश्चर्य तो तब होता है जब हमें इस सुखद अहसास के ताज  को ढोने वाले सारे अनुभवी रोते बिलखते नजर आते हैं फिर भी इसे सुखद अहसास कर दिया जाता है ) कुछ भी कर सकता है , वैसे तो हमारी मित्रमंडली में सभी के सभी बिना प्रेम की गलियां घूमे हुए जिंदगी के राजमार्ग पे चल पड़े थे और अब दूर दूर तक गली क्या कोई छोटा सा नुक्कड़ तक नजर नहीं आता  जहाँ  आज  २ पहर ठिठक कर प्यार न सही प्यार की २ बातें ही कर सके ।  तो हाँ हम बात कर रहे थे मिया पप्पू  (वैधानिक चेतावनी: ये पप्पू कांट डांस वाला पप्पू नहीं है यद्यपि डांस विधा में ये मात्र क ख ग ही शायद जानते हों ) की , हाँ तो ये तो वो जीव थे जिन्हें राह चलती किसी भी दोपाया मादा से जिसकी उम्र २ अंको में हो से प्यार हो जाता था और प्यार की ये तीव्रता उसके घर से कुल दूरी के समानुपाती एवं उस मादा से रिश्ते की दूरी के व्युत्क्रमानुपाती  होती थी। खैर जिंदगी भर ये इस प्यार के समीकरण का स्थिरांक नहीं ढूंढ पाए और कभी इन्हें खुल के प्यार जताने का मौका मिला नहीं वैसे कुछ एक आध सही सात से मौके मिले थे पर "&lt;strong&gt;हम बने तुम बने एक दूजे के लिये&lt;/strong&gt;"गाना परवान चढ़ते-चढ़ते "&lt;strong&gt;बहना  ने भाई की कलाई पर प्यार बांधा है&lt;/strong&gt;"का राग अलापने लगे, बेचारे इसमें इनका भी कोई दोष न था अब इसमें क्या कर सकते हैं थे ही हम इंजीनियरिंग कॉलेज के छात्र जहा पे कुछ ४०० लडको में ३० कन्याये थी मतलब सबके हिस्से में १/१० लगभग और उनमे से भी कुछ को हमारे मित्रजनों ने लड़की मानने से ही इंकार कर दिया था , कारण था उनकी १०० मीटर दूर से सुनाई देती अट्टाहास रुपी हँसी या वो कदम से कदम मिलाये जा टाइप फौजियों वाली चाल, खैर इन सबमे भी प्यार का फूल खिलने की कोसिस शुरू हुई तो पता चला सिनिअर्स के हिस्से में हमसे भी एक तिहाई ही आई थी तो अब जब पूरा गुणा भाग लगा के हिसाब लगाया तो सबके हिस्से में १/५० हिस्सा ही लड़की का आया अब इसमें नंगा नहाता क्या और निचोड़ता क्या । ऐसे में कुछ लोगो को प्यार हुआ और कुछ को करवा दिया गया और संतुलित समाज की अवधारणा को जो गहरा धक्का उस दिन लगा था वो आज तक हमारी विदेश नीतियों को प्रभावित कर रहा है।  जाने दो ये तो बीती बातें हैं अब इन्हें (पप्पू को ) मौका मिला है तो शादी से पहले इन्हें कुछ दिन मिले हैं प्यार जताने को तो अब इन्हें देख  देख कभी कभी हम विचार करते हैं&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;जब&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;समय&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;मिला&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;तब&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;प्यार&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;नहीं&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; , &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;अब&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;प्यार&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;है&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;तो&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;समय&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;नाही&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;अब&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ऑफिस&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;का&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;गोला&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;मारो&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;काम&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;भाड़&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;में&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;जाहि&lt;/span&gt; !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;इस पूरे किस्से में मजेदार बात ये रही की पहले घर वाले बोलते रहो की शादी कर लो शादी कर लो , और जब ये होने वाली भाभी जी से ये मिले की ऐसे गजब फिसले की उठने के लिए जो हाथ पकड़ा अब वो छोड़ने को तैयार ही नहीं थे , अब आप तो जानते हो हमारे उत्तर प्रदेश की शादी लड़के वालों के मीन मंनौअल वाली बातें और जब फ़ाइनल निर्णय में देर लगी तो हमारे पप्पू जी ने बिस्मिल को सन्देश भिजवा दिया की अगर आपकी हाँ है तो हम शादी कर लेंगे जिस दिन कहोगे उस दिन !! और मन ही मन खुश हुए की अब बन जाऊंगा रजा अपनी बात पूरी कर के लेकिन इससे पहले की ये घर में ताल थोक पते घर वालों ने अपनी पारी घोषित कर दो और हाँ बोल दी तो बेचारे हमारे पप्पू ल्रंतिकारी पति बनते बनते रह गए और बन गए एक अदद पति&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;अब हमारी इतनी ही दुआ है&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;जल्दी&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;शादी&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;निपटाए&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;के&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;मन&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ले&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;हनी&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;मून&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;नहीं&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;तो&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;बच्चे&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;आ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;जायेंगे&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;पीने&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;तेरा&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;खून&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;साथ में एक सलाह है&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;बुलाईये&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;सभी&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;मित्रों&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;को&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;शादी&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;में&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;भले&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ही&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;निमंत्रण&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;हो&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;मौन&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;बेहतर&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;इससे&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;की&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;लोग&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;घर&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;में&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;घुसते&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ही&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;लोग&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;पूछे&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;भाई&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ये&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;नया&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;माल&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;कौन&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9067140087963729702-5361306616119191391?l=ramansearches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramansearches.blogspot.com/feeds/5361306616119191391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9067140087963729702&amp;postID=5361306616119191391' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067140087963729702/posts/default/5361306616119191391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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सी सौगात  है&lt;br /&gt;जब जमीं पे पड़ी&lt;br /&gt;वो पानी की बूँदें&lt;br /&gt;क्या खुशनुमा सा ये एहसास है&lt;br /&gt;गीली रेत पे छोटे&lt;br /&gt;क़दमों के निशान&lt;br /&gt;एक लम्बे सफ़र की शुरुआत है&lt;br /&gt;छोटे छोटे मोती हैं&lt;br /&gt;ये आपस में गूंथे हुए&lt;br /&gt;सोचो तो कितनी  ही खूबसूरत ये कायनात है&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9067140087963729702-3757936821468806100?l=ramansearches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramansearches.blogspot.com/feeds/3757936821468806100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9067140087963729702&amp;postID=3757936821468806100' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067140087963729702/posts/default/3757936821468806100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067140087963729702/posts/default/3757936821468806100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramansearches.blogspot.com/2010/03/blog-post.html' title='यूँ ही अईसे ही'/><author><name>Raman Shukla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12505945949960130661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A5PHQtT0IWM/SqJATmcSyBI/AAAAAAAABp8/VOkG131fZBg/S220/raman.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067140087963729702.post-1448154053058018232</id><published>2010-02-20T01:14:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-02-20T01:42:01.120+05:30</updated><title type='text'>सालों कहा चले गए हो ??</title><content type='html'>सालों कहा चले गए हो&lt;br /&gt;या फिर मै कही दूर निकल आया हूँ&lt;br /&gt;भोर की तलाश में क्षितिज से दूर&lt;br /&gt;जाने किन अंधेरों को साथ लाया हूँ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;बहुत याद आती है वो रातों की गप्पें&lt;br /&gt;वो दिन की धमाचौकड़ी&lt;br /&gt;अब नहीं भाती हैं  ये सुनसान रातें&lt;br /&gt;और दिन की उलझनें&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ऐसा लगता है "र" रह गया है यंहा&lt;br /&gt;और "मन" कही और चला गया  है&lt;br /&gt;ऐसी आपाधापी की ज़िन्दगी में&lt;br /&gt;अब बचा क्या भला है&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;इतने बड़े शरीर पे अब&lt;br /&gt;ये छोटा  सा दिल भारी हो गया है&lt;br /&gt;ढूँढ़ते ढूँढ़ते तुम लोगो को&lt;br /&gt;थक कर ये सो गया है &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;आ जाओ वापस या&lt;br /&gt;मै ही आ पहुँचता हूँ&lt;br /&gt;एक प्याली चाय अब साथ&lt;br /&gt;किसी के पीने को तरसता हूँ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;जैसे जैसे वक़्त ये&lt;br /&gt;आगे बढ़ता जा रहा है&lt;br /&gt;जंगल और चिड़ियाघर&lt;br /&gt;का फर्क समझ में आ रहा  &lt;span&gt;है&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;चिड़ियाघर में हो गा आराम ज्यादा&lt;br /&gt;अच्छा खाना और शायद डर नहीं होगा&lt;br /&gt;कितना भी हो खुबसूरत वो मंज़र&lt;br /&gt;मगर अपना घर नहीं होगा&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;शायद कल नयी सुबह हो और&lt;br /&gt;और फिर तुम में से कोई यंहा न हो&lt;br /&gt;कोशिश जरा सी कर के &lt;span&gt;देखना&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;शायद हम ख्वाब में फिर से एक बार साथ हों&lt;br /&gt;और इससे बेहतर न दूजा कोई जंहा हो&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;कॉपीराइट रमन शुक्ला :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9067140087963729702-1448154053058018232?l=ramansearches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramansearches.blogspot.com/feeds/1448154053058018232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9067140087963729702&amp;postID=1448154053058018232' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067140087963729702/posts/default/1448154053058018232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067140087963729702/posts/default/1448154053058018232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramansearches.blogspot.com/2010/02/blog-post_6954.html' title='सालों कहा चले गए हो ??'/><author><name>Raman Shukla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12505945949960130661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A5PHQtT0IWM/SqJATmcSyBI/AAAAAAAABp8/VOkG131fZBg/S220/raman.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067140087963729702.post-6090462102162249015</id><published>2010-02-20T00:21:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-02-20T00:48:53.536+05:30</updated><title type='text'>धत पागल  हो गए हो क्या !!</title><content type='html'>याद करो कोचिंग या क्लास में बैठे हुए बगल वाले लड़के का कहना की देख बे वो तुम्हे ही देख रही है , फिर खुद ही बाकि क्लास में खबर फैला देना की वो हमें ही देख रही थी तब सबसे अछे दोस्त का पास आके पूछना "क्यूँ बे सीरियस हो क्या बे " तो जवाब में मुह से बस यही निकलता था "धत पागल   हो गए हो क्या " !! कितना पुराना पर प्रासंगिक वाक्य है ये । शायद ही कोई ऐसा हो जिसने ये वाक्य न प्रयोग किया हो , शायद यही वो वाक्य था जिसके प्रयोग करते ही समझ में आ गया था की "मन मन भावें मूड हिलावें " का प्रायोगिक अर्थ क्या है । आश्चर्य तो तब हुआ जब हमने साल दर साल इस वाक्य की पुनरावृत्ति अनगिनत (अतिश्योक्ति अलंकार है  कम से कम ५-६ बार तो गिन ही लो ) बार की ।&lt;br /&gt;खैर क्या किया जा सकता था हम उस देश का हिस्सा है जो पिछले ६० सालों से पडोसी देश पाकिस्तान से प्यार मांग रहा है , पर इस देश के किसी नागरिक को अपने ही पडोश में रहने वाली कन्या के साथ प्यार का लेनदेन करते हुए पकडे पाए जाने लड़के को आवारा और लड़की को पता नहीं किन किन विशेषणों से प्रसिद्ध कर दिया जाता है, बस उन्ही अवांछनीय शब्दों और उन हिकारत भरी निगाहों से बचने के लिए हम आज भी कहने से चुकते नहीं हैं "धत पागल  हो गए हो क्या !!  "&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9067140087963729702-6090462102162249015?l=ramansearches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramansearches.blogspot.com/feeds/6090462102162249015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9067140087963729702&amp;postID=6090462102162249015' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067140087963729702/posts/default/6090462102162249015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067140087963729702/posts/default/6090462102162249015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramansearches.blogspot.com/2010/02/blog-post_19.html' title='धत पागल  हो गए हो क्या !!'/><author><name>Raman Shukla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12505945949960130661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A5PHQtT0IWM/SqJATmcSyBI/AAAAAAAABp8/VOkG131fZBg/S220/raman.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067140087963729702.post-905760326210816157</id><published>2010-02-19T15:43:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-02-19T15:59:58.255+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Wo</title><content type='html'>दिलासे दिल को देते हैं ,&lt;br /&gt; मुंह से उफ़ नहीं करते&lt;br /&gt;मालूम उस घर का रास्ता है&lt;br /&gt;मगर वो  रुख नहीं करते&lt;br /&gt;खामोश बैठे हैं वो हमारा&lt;br /&gt;किसी से जिक्र नहीं करते&lt;br /&gt;अब हमको भी लगता है&lt;br /&gt;वो हमारी फ़िक्र नहीं करते&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9067140087963729702-905760326210816157?l=ramansearches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramansearches.blogspot.com/feeds/905760326210816157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9067140087963729702&amp;postID=905760326210816157' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067140087963729702/posts/default/905760326210816157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067140087963729702/posts/default/905760326210816157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramansearches.blogspot.com/2010/02/wo.html' title='Wo'/><author><name>Raman Shukla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12505945949960130661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A5PHQtT0IWM/SqJATmcSyBI/AAAAAAAABp8/VOkG131fZBg/S220/raman.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067140087963729702.post-3520729696207166216</id><published>2010-02-07T01:14:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-02-07T02:09:27.096+05:30</updated><title type='text'>मराठी मानुष बाकि क्या आचार??</title><content type='html'>मै अपने विचारों में खोया हुआ सड़क के किनारे किनारे चला जा रहा था । शीत ऋतु उसी तरह ढलान पे थी जैसी कल की सफल अभिनेत्री तब्बू आजकल हैं और धूप दीपिका पदुकोने की तरह इठलाते हुए यत्र तत्र सर्वत्र अपने जलवे बिखेर रही थी और सभी लोगो ने अपनी अपनी उम्र के हिसाब से अपने अपने मंवंक्षित स्थान ग्रहण कर लिए थे इस धूर का प्रसाद ग्रहण करने के लिए जैसे की बूढ़े घर के बहर समूह में कुर्सियों पे बैठे हुए थे महिलाएं अपने अपने घरों की छत पे विराजमान थी बचे गलियों में दौड़ लगते हुए नाना प्रकार के खेल खेल रहे थे। तभी अचानक से एक उड़नखटोला प्रकट हुआ और उसमे से एक आदमी ने मुझे बलपूर्वक अपने साथ बैठा लिया उसके रंग रूप और वेश भूषा को को देख के लगा की इस विचित्र  प्राणी का नाम नारद हो सकता है । खैर जैसा की पुराणों , रामायण और महाभारत में लिखा हुआ है हम ठुन्न की आवाज के साथ एक अजीब सी नयी जगह पहुच गए ... दिमाग पे बहुत जोर डालने के बाद भी वो जगह कदापि भी पहचानी हुई नहीं लगी , विदेश जैसा कुछ नहीं था और खैर भारत जैसा तो बिलकुल भी कुछ नहीं था , "प्रभु हम धरती से एक मानव को ले आये हैं ", नारद के इस स्वर ने हमारे अवलोकन को भंग किया और तब हमने देखा सामने प्रभु गणपति विराजमान हैं , उन्होंने बिना अपना हथिनुमा सर उठाये कहा की अभी पल भर ठहरो पहले इस "गणेश छाप तम्बाकू " वाले से निपट लेने दो, नारद ने बिना किसी विलम्ब के कहा महाराज आप लगता है की भूल गए हम इस मानव को "मराठी " समस्या के समाधान के लिए लाये हैं । इतना सुनने की देर थी की प्रभु ने तुरंत इस नज़र से देखा हो जैसे की हमारे नाम पे ५०००००००००० स्वर्ण मुद्राओं का पुरस्कार घोषित था और अब हमें पकड़ लिया गया है , खैर हमारा शिख से नख तक अवलोकन करने के बाद बोले की इसका  अकाउंट ले आओ तो हम तुरंत बीच में बोल पड़े की गुरुवार अकाउंट खली है और क्रेडिट कार्ड हमारे २ साल से बंद पड़े हैं  तुरंत जवाब आया "मुर्ख हम जीवन के बहीखाते की बात कर रहे हैं " चलो सांस में सांस आई नहीं तो भरे स्वर्ग में बेईज्ज़ती हो जाती । फिर गणपति बोले की डरो मत हमने एक सुर्वे के लिए तुम्हे क्रमरहित चुनाव के जरिये लाया गया है और हम तुम्हे कुछ समस्याएं बताना चाहते है और कहते हैं की तुम उन समस्याओं को लेके राज ठाकरे से हमारे लिए बातचीत करो । अब हम ठहरे टेक्नीकल आदमी तुरंत सुझाव दिए की भगवन हमें इस पचड़े में मत डालो पहले ये बताओ की स्वर्गलोक में ब्रॉडबैंड है की नहीं?? तो उन्होंने बताया की हाँ अभी अभी लगवाया है एयरटेल का है मैंने कहा बस तो फिर समझो काम हो गया हम आपकी यही से जी-टॉक पे आपकी ठाकरे साहब से सीहे बात करा देते हैं क्यूंकि जिनसे बच्चन साहब और शारुख खान नहीं बात कर पे तो मै अदना सा प्राणी क्या ही जा पाउँगा । भगवन ने तुरंत हमारी पीड़ा को समझा और हमारे बताये हुए साधन से चैट करना शुरू कर दिया प्रस्तुत है चैट का हाथों टाइप किया हुआ हाल:&lt;br /&gt;गणपति: भो बालक क्या चल रहा है ??&lt;br /&gt;र ठाकरे: अरे कौन नोर्थ इंडियन हमें पिंग कर रहा है ये भो**** वही के लोग ज्यादा  कहते हैं&lt;br /&gt;गणपति: अरे मुर्ख मै वो हूँ जो हर साल तुम्हे सँभालने आता हूँ और तुम मुझे बार बार सागर में वापस फेक देते हो , मैंने वो गाना भी सुना है "तुम्हे दर्शन देने आना ही होगा " और जब मै आता हूँ तो तुम लोग मुझे वापस समुन्दर में फेक देते हो , आजकल तुमने वह पर जो छीछालेदर फैला राखी है उसे समाप्त करने का जिम्मा हमें दिया गया है ।&lt;br /&gt;र ठाकरे: अरे गणपति !! तू कसा आला?&lt;br /&gt;गणपति: कृपया रास्त्रभाषा हिंदी का प्रयोग करे हमें ये चैट रिपोर्ट भगवन शंकर को देनी है उन्हें संस्कृत और हिंदी के अलावा सिर्फ लातों की ही भाषा आती है&lt;br /&gt;र ठाकरे: मे काय केला पईझे  मतलब की ई क्या कर सकत हूँ इस मुद्दे के अलवा हमने पिछले कुछ सालों मे कुछ किया ही नहीं है तो वोट  कहा से मिलेंगे चुनाव मे।&lt;br /&gt;(इतनसुनते ही गणपति क्रोधित हो गए सोचे की मराठी "मानुष" बाकि क्या आचार?? मैंने भी गणपति को बतया की अभी इन्होने अपने यंहा रहने वाले गैर मराठी लोगों को मर-मर के भाग्या है और जब यही काम ऑस्ट्रेलिया वालों ने किया तो इन्होने उस देश के क्रिकेट खिलाडियों के महारास्ट्र मे न खेलने देने की धमकी दे डाली तो इस हिसाब से तो हमें सचिन तेंदुलकर को टीम से निकल देना चाहिए... इतना काफी था गणेश जी को उकसाने के लिए इसके बाद की बात आप ही देख लीजिये )&lt;br /&gt;गणपति: **&amp;amp;&amp;amp;^%^%$$$@@##@#@#@#@##@ तुम्हारी तो @#$#!$^%^@)*&amp;amp;&lt;br /&gt;र ठाकरे: अरे मै क्या॥ मुझे क्यूँ ..........&lt;br /&gt;गणपति; $#$#$#$#&amp;amp;#&amp;amp;#&amp;amp;*#&amp;amp;#&amp;amp;&amp;amp;#^^#%#^#%$^$#^%%^!&amp;amp;!&amp;amp;!&amp;amp;!^)^&lt;br /&gt;..........&lt;br /&gt;.......... .......... .......... ..........&lt;br /&gt;..........&lt;br /&gt;..........&lt;br /&gt;..........&lt;br /&gt;गणपति: अब और कुच्नाही कहूँगा देख लो २०१० मे सुधर जा वरना कुंडली तो तुम्हारी भी मेरे हाथ मे ही है वैसे भी मुझे डुबो डुबो के समंदर ख़राब खरने से मेरा दिमाग ख़राब है और अगर अब तुम्हारी वजह से सचिन को टीम से निकला ये बच्चन साहब की फिल्मे आना बंद हुई तो तुम्हारी खैर नहीं....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;इतने मै संभला तो देखा सामने एक बाइक वाला मुझे पे चिल्ल रहा था की "देख के चल वरना तेरी खैर नहीं " मैंने अपने विचारों और क़दमों को सँभालते हुए अंगडाई ली और मंद मंद मुस्कुराते हुए ये सोच के आगे बढ़ गया की "मराठी मानुष बाकि क्या आचार??"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9067140087963729702-3520729696207166216?l=ramansearches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramansearches.blogspot.com/feeds/3520729696207166216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9067140087963729702&amp;postID=3520729696207166216' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067140087963729702/posts/default/3520729696207166216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067140087963729702/posts/default/3520729696207166216'/><link rel='alternate' 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/&gt;   जो  जारी  कल  तक  बदस्तूर  था&lt;br /&gt;शायद अब  वो  नियत  बदल  गयी  है&lt;br /&gt;   वो  था  दिन  दूसरा  जिसकी  शाम  ढल  गयी  है&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;बेमौसम  बारिश  की  किसे  प्यास  है&lt;br /&gt;पर  कुछ  बूंदों  की  तो  हमें  तलाश  है&lt;br /&gt;फिर  अब  पुरानी  स्याही  से  लिखनी  इबारत  नयी  है&lt;br /&gt;मान  लेते  हैं  वो  आरजू  जो  अपने  दिल  ने  कही  है&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;कॉपीराइट रमन शुक्ला :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9067140087963729702-6166088628410877781?l=ramansearches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramansearches.blogspot.com/feeds/6166088628410877781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9067140087963729702&amp;postID=6166088628410877781' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='html'>Nothing can be better to start writing all this here now , as its only 2:30 past to New year 2010 just started.&lt;br /&gt;वैसे तो हम सभी अपने अपने मन में कुछ न कुछ सोच के रखते हैं की नए साल में ये करेंगे वो करेंगे और कुछ न हुआ तो सब कुछ करेंगे !!!!  :प  फिर मैंने सोचा की मन में सोच के रखने से क्या फायदा बेहतर है की मै इन कर्नातिकारी परिवर्तनों को यंहा सार्वजनिक रूप से लिख दूं  जिससे की इस वर्षोपरांत मेरे अलावा बाकि भी ये सुनिश्चित कर सके की वास्तव में मैंने उन लक्ष्यों को हासिल किया या नहीं  !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;१) सर्वप्रथम मै इस वर्ष के बाद अब और कुंवारा नहीं रहना चाहता तो not priority but I will try to search a fellow companion for my journey of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;२) पिछले कुछ वर्षों से मै हर वर्ष लेह जाने का कार्यक्रम बनता हूँ पर किसी न किसी वजह से  जा नहीं पाया हूँ परन्तु इस ग्रीष्मावकाश में मै निश्चित ही लेह जाऊंगा&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;३) इस साल मै २ कार खरीदना चाहता हूँ एक अपने पिता जी के लिए और एक अपने लिए&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;४) I am still short to complete my both novels which I have started last year so I am more than willing to get both these novel published by any chance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;५) last but not the least I want to scale up my company to 50 employees and almost 2 million USD revenue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets see how much of these I am able to achieve.. wish me luck and encourage me time to time so that I can achieve all these this year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9067140087963729702-3155860096169940958?l=ramansearches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramansearches.blogspot.com/feeds/3155860096169940958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9067140087963729702&amp;postID=3155860096169940958' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Top 5 Bollywood Movies for me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) 3 idiots, 2) Wanted , 3) Kaminey ,4) Love aaj kal 5) Dev D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Top 5 Hollywood Movie for me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) (500) days of summer, 2)The ugly truth, 3)Avatar 4) Inglorious bastards, 5) UP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Top 5 Hindi sound tracks&lt;br /&gt;1) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(41, 48, 59); font-weight: bold;font-family:Georgia,Times,'Times New Roman',sans-serif;" &gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Aaj Din Chadhheya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2) Ye dooriyan  3) Kaminey- title track  4)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Arziyan&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5) ooo Pardeshi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 Most helping people&lt;br /&gt;1) Sameer Singh 2) Sandeep nair 3) Samarth Sood 4) Amit Pandey 5) Mohan Agnihotri&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Top 5 memorable Events of the year&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Opening New office 2) October first week hyderabad trip (Geo stationary satellite )  3) Trip of bangalore in april 4) Amit pandey's job ina software company 5) I am still bachelor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 Most frustrating moments&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Not able to travel to hyderabad today 2) rollback of CnC 3) Hard disk crash  4) Break up 5) Still i m not player Of cricket team India&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apart from all above these fact and figures I am feeling more stronger than ever and the reason behind that is the support of my friends and family. This was not an ordinary year, I have see all that which any one even can not dream of in his worst nightmare but any way nightmares are over and I am heading towards a bright tomorrow and hope that this support from my friends and family will be there always. Wish you all a very happy new year 2010... offfff what a year that was.... GIVE ME SOME SUNSHINE GIVE ME SOME RAYS .......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9067140087963729702-2233481160627512411?l=ramansearches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramansearches.blogspot.com/feeds/2233481160627512411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9067140087963729702&amp;postID=2233481160627512411' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067140087963729702/posts/default/2233481160627512411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067140087963729702/posts/default/2233481160627512411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramansearches.blogspot.com/2009/12/what-best-i-found-in-year-2009.html' title='What best i found in year 2009'/><author><name>Raman Shukla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12505945949960130661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A5PHQtT0IWM/SqJATmcSyBI/AAAAAAAABp8/VOkG131fZBg/S220/raman.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067140087963729702.post-8348749146945640300</id><published>2009-12-28T00:28:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-12-28T04:43:52.252+05:30</updated><title type='text'>जिंदगी</title><content type='html'>एक अजनबी  अहसास  है&lt;br /&gt;दूर  है  तू  तो  बढती  प्यास  है&lt;br /&gt;हो  नजदीक  तो  कुछ  ख़ास  है&lt;br /&gt;गैरों  की  भीड़  में  किसी  अपने  की  तलाश  है  जिंदगी ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;जवाब  तू  जिस  सवाल  का  है&lt;br /&gt;होश  तू  जिस  ख्याल  का  है&lt;br /&gt;जिस  शाम  का  तू  जाम  है&lt;br /&gt;इन  सभी  का  नाम  है  जिंदगी ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;वो  हकीकत  जिससे  दिल  रूबरू  है&lt;br /&gt; हर  लम्हा  जिससे  शुरू  है&lt;br /&gt;ख्वाब  जिसके  नींद  में  बेनकाब  है&lt;br /&gt; इन  सभी  फलसफों  का  जवाब  है  जिंदगी ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;जो  इस  हँसी  का  गुरूर  है&lt;br /&gt; जो  दिल  का  मेरे  नूर  है&lt;br /&gt;जिससे  दिन  मेरा  मसरूफ  और&lt;br /&gt;रात  को  आराम  है&lt;br /&gt;हर  शायर  का  वो  कलाम  है  जिंदगी ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9067140087963729702-8348749146945640300?l=ramansearches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramansearches.blogspot.com/feeds/8348749146945640300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9067140087963729702&amp;postID=8348749146945640300' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067140087963729702/posts/default/8348749146945640300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067140087963729702/posts/default/8348749146945640300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramansearches.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post.html' title='जिंदगी'/><author><name>Raman Shukla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12505945949960130661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A5PHQtT0IWM/SqJATmcSyBI/AAAAAAAABp8/VOkG131fZBg/S220/raman.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067140087963729702.post-4862116220382514274</id><published>2009-11-10T03:56:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-11-10T04:43:24.285+05:30</updated><title type='text'>जब से वो  है आई इसकी  जिंदगी में</title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;जब से वो  है आई इसकी  जिंदगी में&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;कामचोर की गाली ये मैनेजर से खाने लगा है&lt;br /&gt;जाता है जल्दी ऑफिस देर से घर आने लगा है&lt;br /&gt;बाइक की पिछली सीट नही कभी खली&lt;br /&gt;पेट्रोल ये पानी की तरह बहाने लगा है&lt;br /&gt;वीकएंड पे इसे घर चाहिए खाली&lt;br /&gt;क्यूंकि उनको घर ये लाने लगा है&lt;br /&gt;घर और दोस्तों को लगाता नही फ़ोन फ़िर भी&lt;br /&gt;मोबाइल बिल ४ डिजिट में आने लगा है&lt;br /&gt;बियर मुर्गा छोड़ के आजकल&lt;br /&gt;ये गोल गप्पे और सेव पूरी खाने लगा है&lt;br /&gt;सचिन की सेंचुरी मिस होने का गम नही&lt;br /&gt;कहानी घर घर की आजकल बताने लगा है&lt;br /&gt;हफ्ते में एक दिन पानी देखने वाला&lt;br /&gt;आजकल सुबह शाम नहाने लगा है&lt;br /&gt;इमोसनली बैलेंस है लाइफ इसकी&lt;br /&gt;बस बैंक बैलेंस गडबडाने लगा है&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;जब से वो  है आई इसकी  जिंदगी में&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;हमें भी किसी पे तरस आने लगा है&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;कॉपीराइट रमन शुक्ला :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9067140087963729702-4862116220382514274?l=ramansearches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramansearches.blogspot.com/feeds/4862116220382514274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9067140087963729702&amp;postID=4862116220382514274' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067140087963729702/posts/default/4862116220382514274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067140087963729702/posts/default/4862116220382514274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramansearches.blogspot.com/2009/11/blog-post.html' title='जब से वो  है आई इसकी  जिंदगी में'/><author><name>Raman Shukla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12505945949960130661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A5PHQtT0IWM/SqJATmcSyBI/AAAAAAAABp8/VOkG131fZBg/S220/raman.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067140087963729702.post-3778264729940270264</id><published>2009-10-28T02:36:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-10-28T02:55:00.350+05:30</updated><title type='text'>कुछ करने कि उमंग थी.....</title><content type='html'>ज़िन्दगी के रुख ने एक बार फ़िर मोड़ लिया&lt;br /&gt;चलते चलते उछलकर  हमने  फ़िर एक पत्ता तोड़ लिया&lt;br /&gt;एक बार फ़िर कुछ पाया और कुछ खो रहे हैं&lt;br /&gt;कुछ को दीखते हम हँसते और कुछ्को दिखते रो रहे &lt;span&gt;हैं&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;दिल की जिद्द ने गाड़ी फ़िर से एक नई पटरी पे उतार दी&lt;br /&gt; एक बार और सुनसान सड़क पे हमने पत्थर को ठोकर मार &lt;span&gt;दी&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;कही फ़िर से खड़े अकेले में दिल को हम समझा रहे हैं&lt;br /&gt;की कोई नही फ़िर से एक बार ख़ुद को आजमा रहे हैं&lt;br /&gt;ख़ुद को आजमा रहे हैं परखने को कि हम चुके नही हैं&lt;br /&gt;जरा सा दम ले रहे हैं की हम अभी झुके नही हैं&lt;br /&gt;गुरुर नही हमारा ये मौके की आजमाईश है&lt;br /&gt;शायद अबकी छु ले असमान बस इतनी सी ख्वाहिश &lt;span&gt;है&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;कुछ कर गुजरने को हो रहा अब मन ये बागी है&lt;br /&gt;मजनू और फरहाद सी मोहब्बत मंजिल को लेके जागी है  &lt;br /&gt;कल को याद रखेगा कोई कह के "उसके मन में कुछ करने कि उमंग थी "&lt;br /&gt;ये बेहतर है उससे कि कोई बोले " खँडहर बता रहे हैं ईमारत बुलंद थी "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;कॉपीराइट रमन शुक्ला :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9067140087963729702-3778264729940270264?l=ramansearches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramansearches.blogspot.com/feeds/3778264729940270264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9067140087963729702&amp;postID=3778264729940270264' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067140087963729702/posts/default/3778264729940270264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067140087963729702/posts/default/3778264729940270264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramansearches.blogspot.com/2009/10/blog-post.html' title='कुछ करने कि उमंग थी.....'/><author><name>Raman Shukla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12505945949960130661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A5PHQtT0IWM/SqJATmcSyBI/AAAAAAAABp8/VOkG131fZBg/S220/raman.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067140087963729702.post-1441750102514478961</id><published>2009-10-27T22:38:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-10-28T03:05:35.448+05:30</updated><title type='text'>आज के लौंडे (I prefer this word over लड़के )</title><content type='html'>"Chill Dude" के चिलचिलाते शोर में&lt;br /&gt;हम सो रहे सुनहरी भोर में&lt;br /&gt;कोई जोर से "WAKE UP SIDH" चिल्ला रहा&lt;br /&gt;और SIDH गहरी नींद में सोता जा रहा&lt;br /&gt;दिन बीतते हैं आजकल "मस्ती की पाठशाला में "&lt;br /&gt;शाम आते ही डूब जाते हैं हाला में&lt;br /&gt;different करने की होड़ में&lt;br /&gt;हम दौड़ रहे हैं अंतहीन दौड़ में&lt;br /&gt;Girlfriend की खोज में हर कोई वनवास को तैयार है&lt;br /&gt;loosing virginity ASAP ही आजकल  का प्यार है&lt;br /&gt;easy money &amp;amp; career growth ही सबको चाहिए&lt;br /&gt;काम भले ही इनसे जमादार  सा करवाईये&lt;br /&gt;ये इन दिनों की बात है पता नही क्या आगे होंगे हालात&lt;br /&gt;पहले झेलते हैं आज को फ़िर करेनेगे कल की बात&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;रमन शुक्ला  :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9067140087963729702-1441750102514478961?l=ramansearches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramansearches.blogspot.com/feeds/1441750102514478961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9067140087963729702&amp;postID=1441750102514478961' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067140087963729702/posts/default/1441750102514478961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067140087963729702/posts/default/1441750102514478961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramansearches.blogspot.com/2009/10/chill-dude-wake-up-sidh-sidh-different.html' title='आज के लौंडे (I prefer this word over लड़के )'/><author><name>Raman Shukla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12505945949960130661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A5PHQtT0IWM/SqJATmcSyBI/AAAAAAAABp8/VOkG131fZBg/S220/raman.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067140087963729702.post-2200797732955422662</id><published>2009-10-11T00:19:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-10-28T03:08:41.957+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Public Question: Why does Raman speak so much....</title><content type='html'>Oh my god Do I speak that much!! I asked from myself and a loud voice with huge impact shaking earth below my feet came from my inside "YES DUDE YOU DO SPEAK THAT MUCH".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Believe me folks this happened to me at Hyderabad Airport when I was coming back from Hyderabad last to last week i.e.  29th sept 2009. So before answering to this question I would like to thank my all friends (obviously no other one can tolerate me) who gave me ample opportunities and topics to stand and being an CHATTERBOX.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know friends that I also know that any thing can be told in SHORT but I take too much time (my one close friend Sandeep Nair also share same habit) to finish it off becozzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if I me finishing it short then its all wrong story I m telling as if I will put all the crap in one go then it will like gulping a fine Scotch !! ALL THE FACTS BUT NO FLAVOR . So guys you can read facts from anywhere but still if you need flavor then you have to pull it long like I do. Thats why we still remember our granny's STORIES when most of the time a single story took all the nights of a summer vacation. SO REMEMBER GUYS ITS FLAVOR NOT THE FACT....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9067140087963729702-2200797732955422662?l=ramansearches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramansearches.blogspot.com/feeds/2200797732955422662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9067140087963729702&amp;postID=2200797732955422662' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067140087963729702/posts/default/2200797732955422662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067140087963729702/posts/default/2200797732955422662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramansearches.blogspot.com/2009/10/public-question-why-does-raman-speak-so.html' title='Public Question: Why does Raman speak so much....'/><author><name>Raman Shukla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12505945949960130661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A5PHQtT0IWM/SqJATmcSyBI/AAAAAAAABp8/VOkG131fZBg/S220/raman.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067140087963729702.post-8669747838782259852</id><published>2009-10-11T00:01:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-10-11T00:16:45.243+05:30</updated><title type='text'>My All orkut testimonials !!</title><content type='html'>Hey guys might be most of you know that I M AN ORKUT ADDICTED PERSON... . Today I received two more testimonials one from Sachin Saxena(one of oldest friend) and another from Himanshu Jain (My youngest friend till now) hehehe. In all I received 11 testimonials not a bad count in 3 years and 4 month... enough I think for me. But all are not visible at one place people has to navigate into pages to  see them all so I thought to keep them all at one place and another reason I also like them reading time to time so it will be easy for me as well!! so here we go in order of the first testimonial to last(till now)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.orkut.co.in/Main#Profile?uid=5399116677843051715"&gt;a LiFe iN seaRch&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (Ashesh Saini) on &lt;span class="rfdte"&gt;5/14/06&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;only person in my frnd list...who take others problems as his own, good for good people and bad for bad ones..&lt;br /&gt;all i can say about him is "born with intelligence".. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.orkut.co.in/Main#Profile?uid=12270874760576713681"&gt;SameerSingh&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; on &lt;span class="rfdte"&gt;6/2/06&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Duniya mae tarah tarah ke Insaan hote hain...kisis mae kuch talent hota hai to kisis mae kuch aur..But Agar saare achche aur Gande Talent ek Saath mila diye Jayyen to BANATA hai : RAMAN the R.C.&lt;br /&gt;Kasam se bhai ladka talented hai..yu can never underestimate him for so long..he gonna prove himself..examples are there..&lt;br /&gt;Agar thoda kam muh khole yeah to bahut khus rahega..lekin kya kare apni aadton se Majboor hai..koi nahee sudhar jayega..vaise na sudhare to jyada achcha hai...Bina baat ke Pange lena iski AAdat hai....zaroorat se jyada bolna iski mazboori..&lt;br /&gt;A person wit lot of guts..sometime he need not show his guts still he shows..he is really different tats why we call him R.C..GR888 Raman Keep it UP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.orkut.co.in/Main#Profile?uid=10326656057998242132"&gt;Naren......&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (Narender Vaishnav) on &lt;span class="rfdte"&gt;6/5/06&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well ,Raabort . tum chote baalon main jyaada sahi lagte hon .&lt;br /&gt;Lekin u r a man of talent ,but a big bakchod. u have all sort of dirt reasons for supporting ure views . But still u r a nice person ...ab jyaada hawa main udane ki zarurat nahi hain ..chalo neeche aajao RAABORT .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.orkut.co.in/Main#Profile?uid=8550630367271514674"&gt;sandeep&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (CHACHA) on &lt;span class="rfdte"&gt;6/6/06&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aaj inki tarif ke baare main likhte hain..&lt;br /&gt;ye kabhi bhi kisi ko mana nahi karte.&lt;br /&gt;humesha aage rehte hain madad karne main. dosti inke liye bahut mayine rakhti hai.(dost yani sab kuch -- kuch bhi dosti ke waaste) doosri chij jo mayne rakhti hai inke liye wo hai ghar (ghar ke liye to jaan bhi hazir hai). we r really fan of him. inhe fame hone ka bhi bada shokh hai. ye CD babu urf hamari chamiya gusse ko larkiyon ki mafik naak par rakhte hain. humesha chijon ko bahut duur tak soch lete hain. jaisa ki inka kehna hai ki itna buura soch lo ki usse bura na ho paye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.orkut.co.in/Main#Profile?uid=5399116677843051715"&gt;a LiFe iN seaRch&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (Ashesh Saini) on &lt;span class="rfdte"&gt;7/20/06&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he is my bessssssssst friend, he is my great adviser, he is my critic, he has a perfect friend material he has every possible thing that a friend needs ............&lt;br /&gt;I know him since my college days and i have never seen a boy with such a positive attitude.&lt;br /&gt;he is very good person as being logical. Though he is very cooooooooooooooooooooooooooooool but sometime he react in angry manner specially if some1 hearts to his friends or life values.&lt;br /&gt;When we are together we just spent our time in sharing shayriis as he is a great writer cum poet also. In freetime we keep debating on any HOT topic.We both always have different views&lt;br /&gt;but its fun and masti to be aginst him on a topic.&lt;br /&gt;Thats no enough about him.. but i have to search again for words.....&lt;br /&gt;i feel lucky to be his friend&lt;br /&gt;love u dear..&lt;br /&gt;-ASHESH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.orkut.co.in/Main#Profile?uid=4001688778988030029"&gt;Rajat&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (Pappu) on &lt;span class="rfdte"&gt;2/17/07&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi all..&lt;br /&gt;he is Raman Shukla( Aman )....kad 5 fut 8 inch..chehra theek thaak..Kanpur mein pala bada...Intelligent kuch jyada hai....Caring...Rash driving is something what he likes MOST...Duster marne mein expert...Daring to do anything(You just tell him "IT IS IMPOSSIBLE" THEN SEE HIM)...cool one...Fantastic Cook(EK MAA KE JAISE KHANA BANA KE KHILATA THA)...Down to EARTH...Emotional(Kuch jyada hi BUT FOR BOYS ONLY...SORRY GALS...HE IS NOT EMOTIONAL FOR U ALL)..Physics ka CHAMP...AND MERA SAATHI..&lt;br /&gt;I know him since 13 years...aur 10 saal to bhai ke sung hi guzaare hai..He is a man of truth..SACH BOLO BUS, nothing more he wants from you...U need help..TELL HIM WHAT U NEED...Agar iske saath chal rahe ho to KAMAR KAS le..speed tej hogi...par girne ka koi chance nahi...ALL IN ONE..agar iska haath thama hai to..subah mandir jaane ki jarurat nahi..We use to call him RC(matlab isi se pooch lena)...&lt;br /&gt;"A Friend In Need Is A Friend Indeed Day"&lt;br /&gt;So celebrate the bond that you share with him, he will be beside u always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.orkut.co.in/Main#Profile?uid=5399939442646814747"&gt;$@(#!n Tr!ved!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (Sachin Trivedi) on &lt;span class="rfdte"&gt;12/10/07&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A genius guy..wid different shades.. especially like roamin around in winters wid no clothes on his body.....preteded to b a damn good cricketer....n ws always droppin a catch every day....(mind u..he's one damn fielder....kahin bhi dive laga deta tha...&lt;img src="http://static3.orkut.com/img/smiley/i_wink.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;...)..n most importantly....he's one person who calls spade a spade...all in all one geat soul...ooops....still a person.....god bless u....&lt;img src="http://static1.orkut.com/img/smiley/i_smile.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.orkut.co.in/Main#Profile?uid=10326656057998242132"&gt;Naren......&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (Narender Vaishnav) on &lt;span class="rfdte"&gt;6/21/08&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi Raman , time has come to honour you with a testimonial . hahahha Don't take it seriously , its simply the effect of WAR movies i have been watching . Some words for you , u r simply Best . Well now u have retired as a software engineer , and taken up CEO position . Cool man ... But thodi apni aadatein sudhaar lo &lt;img src="http://static1.orkut.com/img/smiley/i_smile.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;. All the very Best for ur future . Keep Going Man .........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.orkut.co.in/Main#Profile?uid=1755389790490228526"&gt;Sachin Saxena&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;span class="rfdte"&gt;on 8/17/08&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm.....wat 2 say as others hav mentioned a lot about the raman...nothing is left for me??????????nooooooo because ,,,i hope i m one of the oldest friends of him(at least i think so)...knowing him from the days when he was known as dabbuuuuuuu.......i think people who knws raman from school days wil start laughing(they know wat dabbu meant to all of us in subhash smarak)..ok i knw raman might be wishing now i cud be there and he can kick me for writing such a nice testi for him......&lt;br /&gt;ok jokes apart... i hope very few people knows that part of his life which i knw(i hope all must be agreed on this)..&lt;br /&gt;knowing him from the days when he started dreaming ...(infact very big dreams)...but one really great thing for him he never forgot his dreams...now he is moving in the right direction to make them true...&lt;br /&gt;to write about him will take tooo much time and i hope all must be agreed on this too....yaar kitna bakwas likh sakte hai bhai....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.orkut.co.in/Main#Profile?uid=1755389790490228526"&gt;Sachin Saxena&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; on &lt;span class="rfdte"&gt;10/10/09&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi i am back with some lines for Raman.&lt;br /&gt;A great warrior, thinker, and one of the best problem solvers.&lt;br /&gt;And last but not the least a true friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope guys all will be agreed on the last statement.&lt;br /&gt;Honor to have him as friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.orkut.co.in/Main#Profile?uid=3038513452987166241"&gt;HimanshU JaiN...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; on &lt;span class="rfdte"&gt;10/10/09&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup !!!!! atleast m agree with all other testimonials.... u rock bro.... n u set an example for your siblings tc :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think all this is much though everyone is busy now  a days in self evaluation so I dont expect much testimonials now. But believe me each ofabove mentioned is like treasure to me. Love you guys :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9067140087963729702-8669747838782259852?l=ramansearches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramansearches.blogspot.com/feeds/8669747838782259852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9067140087963729702&amp;postID=8669747838782259852' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067140087963729702/posts/default/8669747838782259852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067140087963729702/posts/default/8669747838782259852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramansearches.blogspot.com/2009/10/my-all-orkut-testimonials.html' title='My All orkut testimonials !!'/><author><name>Raman Shukla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12505945949960130661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A5PHQtT0IWM/SqJATmcSyBI/AAAAAAAABp8/VOkG131fZBg/S220/raman.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067140087963729702.post-8843603807332522479</id><published>2009-09-21T02:00:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-09-21T02:23:35.282+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Do you know, who are you? Yes I know who am I</title><content type='html'>I am not  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Raman&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Shukla&lt;/span&gt;. That is my name, I ever wonder are we an individual or am I an individual... Today while sitting alone and thinking me in past 26 years all of sudden I realized &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Raman&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Shukla&lt;/span&gt; is not a person he may look one body but he is not one person, he is a blend of a lot many &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;person to&lt;/span&gt; whom he consider his close circle. Believe me if I never met them then I am dead body with a living soul. You guys know when I help any person Its my father in me who pushes me hard to do so. I often &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; compete with any one but if I do so then its &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Rajat&lt;/span&gt; Gupta in me who do so. When I decide my goals its &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Ashesh&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Saini&lt;/span&gt; in me who decides goal without being &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;afraid&lt;/span&gt; of size. Whenever I chase a vision decides my priority and talk tough to people in a polite way Its &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Sameer&lt;/span&gt; Singh not me. When I write a blog, story, novel or poem its &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Sachin&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Saxena&lt;/span&gt; inside me who propels me to pen down all this stuff. I play a little bit &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;synthesizer&lt;/span&gt; and when I do so its one of my cousin &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Ashutosh&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Mishra&lt;/span&gt; in me. When I get in contact with every person at one time cleverly then its &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Mohan&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Agnihotri&lt;/span&gt; in me. If I am under heavy debt but still smiling then say Hi to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Amit&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;Pandey&lt;/span&gt; who has put this smile in me. If any thing comes up as a technical &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;challenge&lt;/span&gt; and if u see me taking that head on then no cookies for guessing the name of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;Manish&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;Sanwal&lt;/span&gt;. I am &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;extravagant&lt;/span&gt; and spend a lot then sorry folks its &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;Ranvijay&lt;/span&gt; Singh in me. Oh my God have u seen me to help any one who comes to me then Thanks to my mother who stays in me as well. I have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;loosed&lt;/span&gt; every thing I had but still standing somehow then its &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;Soman&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;Dubey&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;Santosh&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;Pandey&lt;/span&gt; in me. I achieve my goal again its my team in me I did nothing. Though people &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; find me innocent at the times but still if u ever felt so then its &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;Sandeep&lt;/span&gt; Jain in me.Am i rigid for what I think then I got &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;Shashank&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;Mishra&lt;/span&gt; too inside me. So who am I, I am a blend of all above mentioned person but still not complete many more parts yet to join me to make me a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;perfect&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;Raman&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;Shukla&lt;/span&gt;. Try to find who are your parts and offer then their due respect, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; what I do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9067140087963729702-8843603807332522479?l=ramansearches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramansearches.blogspot.com/feeds/8843603807332522479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9067140087963729702&amp;postID=8843603807332522479' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067140087963729702/posts/default/8843603807332522479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067140087963729702/posts/default/8843603807332522479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramansearches.blogspot.com/2009/09/do-you-know-who-are-you-yes-i-know-who.html' title='Do you know, who are you? Yes I know who am I'/><author><name>Raman Shukla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12505945949960130661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A5PHQtT0IWM/SqJATmcSyBI/AAAAAAAABp8/VOkG131fZBg/S220/raman.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067140087963729702.post-8276344747611494921</id><published>2009-09-20T19:03:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-09-20T20:10:14.786+05:30</updated><title type='text'>और शाम हो रही है ........</title><content type='html'>हम यंहा अहमदाबाद में बैठे है रविवार का दिन है तो अपने ऑफिस की खिड़की (विंडो word बड़ा ही माइक्रोसॉफ्ट टाइप लगता है.... है ना !! )से दिन ढलते हुए देख रहे हैं , अँधेरा तेज़ी से उसी तरह से बढ़ रहा है जिस तेज़ी से हमारे देश की आबादी... वैसे भी इतवार ग्लोबल छुट्टी  होता है तो दिन भर लोग घर में hibernation के बाद अपने अपने घरों से रौशनी प्रिय पतंगों के माफिक रौशनी और भीड़ से चकाचौंध  मॉल्स और मल्टीप्लेक्सेस की तरफ़ मुखातिब हो रहे हैं । उन सभी की पत्नियाँ खुश हैं की बहर जा रहे हैं वही से कुछ खा के आयेंगे आज तो कम से कम किचेन से छुटकारा मिला। किसी किसी घर से आरती की आवाज आ रही है  (&lt;span&gt;ग़लत&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;न&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;समझियेगा&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;ये&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;भगवान्&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;की&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;प्रार्थना&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;के&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;बारे&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;में&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;था&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;अपार्टमेन्ट&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;की&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;किसी&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;लड़की&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;का&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;नाम&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;नही&lt;/span&gt; ) &lt;span&gt;शायद&lt;/span&gt; नवरात्री के चलते । दिन भर के अलसाये कुत्ते लोट पोट करके नाईट शिफ्ट के लिए उसी तरह तैयार हो रहे हैं जिस तरह किसी क्रिकेट मैच से पहले फील्डिंग साइड के प्लयेर्स मैच शुरू होने से पहले वार्म अप होते हैं रोड लाइट बिना किसी क्रम के ऐसे जल रही है जैसे होली का गुलाल  मुरलीधरन पे उड़ा दिया हो जहा पड़ा वह चमक रहा है बाकि जगह अँधेरा । वो लोग जो कुंवारे है और बेरोजगार हैं अपनी पसंद की दुकान पे उसी तरह इकठ्ठा हो रहे हैं जैसे सुबह सुबह किसी फूल पे भौंरे एकत्रित होते हैं । अपार्टमेन्ट के वयोवृद्ध नीचे इकठ्ठा हो के विश्व और देश की आर्थिक व्यस्था पे चिंतन करने को एकत्रित हो चुके हैं वैसे भी व्यक्ति चिंतन उसी विषय पे करता है जिसके कार्यान्वन पे उसका कोई बस नही चलता। चिंतन की शुरुआत ही कार्य के असफल या आउट ऑफ़ कंट्रोल हो जाने पे ही होती है। अगर हम चाहे तो यंहा पर चिंतन और कार्यान्वन के सही क्रम को लेके एक विस्तृत विवेचना कर सकते हैं पर अभी समय उपयुक्त नही है । अरे वो देखिये ६-७ खिलाड़ियों का क समूह हाथ में क्रिकेट बैट एवं गेंद वगैरह लिए चला आरहा है सर झुके हुए हैं अर्थात हार के आ रहे हैं पर सीखना इनसे भी चाहिए आज हार गए तो आज ही क्रिकेट छोड़ नही देंगे कल फ़िर खेलने जायेंगे और किसी न किसी दिन जीतेंगे और फ़िर खेलने जायेंगे । मच्छर अपने अपने गुप्त ठिकानो से निकल कर रात्रि कालीन गोरिल्ला आक्रमण के लिए तैयार हो रहे हैं । अवश्य ही बुढ्ढे मच्छर युवक मच्छरों को "वीर तुम बढे चलो धीर तुम बढे चलो " जैसे गीत गा कर उत्साहित कर रहे होंगे और युवा मच्छर इन गीतों से बेपरवाह आपस में सलाह कर रहे होंगे की किस किस युवक और युवती का रक्त पान  करना है as per their own taste as 377 is allowed. अरे हम जमीन पे इतना केंद्रित हो गए की असमान पे विचरण करने वाले इन पंक्षियों का तो हमें ध्यान ही नही रहा आईये उन्हें भबी देख लेते हैं चिडियां किसी कॉन्वेंट स्कूल के स्टूडेंट्स की तरह समूह में अपने घरों की तरफ़ चली जा रही हैं और कौवे किसी सरकारी स्कूल के लफ्फाजों की तरह से इस डाल से उस डाल पे कूदते हुए  शाम के  भोजन के लिए फाइट मार रहे हैं। बस अब तो शाम ख़तम भी हो गई रात का अँधेरा गहराने लगा है ....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9067140087963729702-8276344747611494921?l=ramansearches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A5PHQtT0IWM/SqJATmcSyBI/AAAAAAAABp8/VOkG131fZBg/S220/raman.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067140087963729702.post-6034556987557449643</id><published>2009-09-20T00:22:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-09-20T00:33:18.911+05:30</updated><title type='text'>साहस</title><content type='html'>ध्येय  एक  विश्वास  एक&lt;br /&gt;     मन  में  बसी  बस  आस  एक&lt;br /&gt;  तू  भी  अर्जुन  बन  जाएगा&lt;br /&gt;  बस  पंछी  की  तू  आँख  देख&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; कर  कठोर  प्रयास  तू&lt;br /&gt;  नित  कर  मगन  अभ्यास  तू&lt;br /&gt;ह्रदय  को  ही  गुरु  तू  मान ले&lt;br /&gt;एकलव्य  तू  ख़ुद  को  जान  ले&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;संचित  जल  सरोवर  का  नही&lt;br /&gt;  तुझे  नदी  का  प्रवाह  बन  जाना  है&lt;br /&gt;सूरज  के  तप  को  ललकार  कर&lt;br /&gt;  सागर  से  तुझको  मिल  जाना  है&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;साहस , मान , स्वाभिमान  से&lt;br /&gt;    तरकश  में  तेरे   कई  तीर  है&lt;br /&gt;अहो  क्या और  सौभाग्य  हो &lt;br /&gt;  रण आहुति  हेतु  निज  संपूर्ण  शरीर  है&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; सामान्य  से  संसार  में &lt;br /&gt;  कुछ   असामान्य  तुझे   कर  जाना  है&lt;br /&gt;बहुत  बड़ा  है  ये  कारवां &lt;br /&gt;  उसमे  स्थान   विशिष्ट  तुझे  पाना  है&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; इतिहास  स्मरण  मात्र  नही  करना  अब&lt;br /&gt;    हमको  इतिहास  पुरूष  बन  जाना  है&lt;br /&gt;अभी  आग  ह्रदय  में  बाकि  है&lt;br /&gt;  इतिहास  अब  हमको  ही  दोहराना  है -२&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;copyright Raman Shukla&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9067140087963729702-6034556987557449643?l=ramansearches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramansearches.blogspot.com/feeds/6034556987557449643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9067140087963729702&amp;postID=6034556987557449643' 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है</title><content type='html'>क्यूँ  करता  व्यर्थ  इस जीवन  को &lt;br /&gt;क्यूँ  तुझे  पर - निर्णय  पे  अभिमान  बहुत  है&lt;br /&gt;एक  तेरा  निर्णय  ही  लायेगा  परिवर्तन&lt;br /&gt;परिवर्तन  में  ही  है  निरंतर  ये  जीवन&lt;br /&gt;मनुष्य  होना  ही  जीवन  में  वरदान  बहुत  है&lt;br /&gt;धरती  पर ही   मत  ठिठक  प्राणी&lt;br /&gt;उड़ने  को  आगे  आसमान  बहुत  है&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;देख  क्षितिज  को  मत  आँहे  भर&lt;br /&gt; निर्णय  है  कठिन पर  आसन  है  डगर&lt;br /&gt;मनु  की  संतान  है  तू  मत  कर  कमजोर  जिगर&lt;br /&gt; क्षितिज  के  आगे  ज़हान  बहुत  है&lt;br /&gt;पंख  लगा  दे  अपनी  सोच  को  तू&lt;br /&gt;उड़ने  को  आगे  आसमान  बहुत  है&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;कॉपीराइट रमन शुक्ला :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9067140087963729702-3690655572574093346?l=ramansearches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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जाती है&lt;br /&gt;अपमान, अन्याय और बुराई&lt;br /&gt;सिर्फ़ गरीब के हिस्से आती है&lt;br /&gt;वसुधैव कुटुम्बकम तो सिर्फ़ इतिहास की बातें है&lt;br /&gt;चारो तरफ़ तो सिर्फ़ अलगाववादी ही नज़र आते हैं&lt;br /&gt;खो गए वो सफ़ेद कबूतर कही&lt;br /&gt;अब तो शिकारी भेडिये ही  दिख जाते  हैं&lt;br /&gt;चोरों का पहनावा है खद्दर&lt;br /&gt;या खद्दर पहन के चोर बन जाते हैं&lt;br /&gt;ऐसी भी कैसी भूख है ये आजिम&lt;br /&gt;छीन दूसरों का निवाला ये खाते हैं&lt;br /&gt;कहते थे नेहरू अब आराम नही&lt;br /&gt;क्या करे डिग्री है पर काम नही&lt;br /&gt;इंतज़ार उम्मीद और अपेक्षाओं का ये दौर नही&lt;br /&gt;दम घुटता है मेरा बस करो  अब और नही&lt;br /&gt;आओ कुछ तो इसका समाधान करें&lt;br /&gt;क्यूँ न महाभारत  सा एक घमासान &lt;span&gt;करें&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;एक बार फ़िर से इस गुलशन को आजाद कराते हैं&lt;br /&gt;फ़िर से सपनों का पाने एक हिन्दुस्तान बनाते हैं&lt;br /&gt;Copyright 2009 © Raman Shukla "Azim" :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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वहां आग लगाना ही बेहतर था ...&lt;br /&gt;हमें जो चाहिए था , उनसे छुटकारा ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;वास्तव में जब मैंने दोनों को जोड़कर पढ़ा तो काफी देर तक मै मन ही मन मुस्कुराता रहा,  basically मेरा कुछ ७-८ मित्रों का समूह है जो की आपस में कई समानताएं रखते हैं जिसमे से मजोर समानता है  की हममे से किसी  की गर्लफ्रेंड नही है :)  अगर गौर से देखा जाए तो इसकी वजह एक ही है की जब तक वो आती नही है तब तक हम रोते हैं की आती नही है और जब गलती से कभी आ जाती है तो रोते हैं की कम्बखत जाती नही है&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9067140087963729702-2218234978601861466?l=ramansearches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramansearches.blogspot.com/feeds/2218234978601861466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9067140087963729702&amp;postID=2218234978601861466' 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भी ले लो ये शौहरत भी ले लो भले छीन लो मेरी जवानी मगर लौटा दो मुझको मेरा वो बचपन वो बारिश का पानी</title><content type='html'>क्या मस्त मौसम हो रखा है बाहर आज काफी दिनों बाद अहमदाबाद में बारिश हुई है और बस इस सुहाने मौसम के चलते बिना कोई नशा किए और गजल सुने हम nostalgic हो रहे हैं। इसी अवस्था के चलते हम कुछ पुरानी या यूँ कहे की बचपन की यादों में खो गए, साला क्या लाइफ हुआ करती थी कक्षा १ से लेकर १० तक same रूटीन सुबह उठना डाट खाते हुए स्कूल के लिए तैयार होना फ़िर वो शाही स्कूल वाहन डब्बे वाला रिक्शा पे चढ़ के स्कूल जाना वहाँ मुर्गा बने तो ठीक न बने तो बहुत अच्छा फ़िर अपने और दूसरों के टिफिन से लंच तक खा पीकर बराबर  कर देना लंच को स्पोर्ट्स पीरियड की तरह इस्तेमाल करना फ़िर छुट्टी का इंतज़ार करना और वहस अपने शाही वाहन पे सवार हो के वापस आ जाना। शाम को होमवर्क निपटाना, रात का  खाना खाना और सो जाना। अगर macroscopic लेवल पे देखा जाए तो यही दिनचर्या थी पर माइक्रोस्कोपिक  लेवल पे देखा जाए तो सायद हम भी ३-४ पुराण तो अपनी लाइफ पे भी लिख सकते हैं :) तो actually में हम बात कर रहे थे nostalgic   होने की और उसी अवस्था में बिज़ली की तरह एक प्रश्न हमारे मन में कौंधा की क्यूँ घर से इतनी दूर बैठे हैं? तुंरत अंतरात्मा ने जवाब दिया "अपने सपने पूरे करने के लिए " मन बड़ा ही हाजिरजवाब था उसने तुंरत पुछा की "ये सपने दिखाए किसने?" हम्म अबकी अंतरात्मा सोचने पे विवश हो गई की आख़िर इस सवाल का जवाब क्या है? इसे जानने के लिए फ़िर उसे मेरे बचपन में झांकना पड़ा तो याद आया वो बचपन में बड़ी गाड़ियों के पोस्टर्स जिन्हें देख के लगता था की कब ये हमारी होंगी , पापा से bike के लिए जिद्द  करना तो उनका कहना बड़े होके अपनी कमाई से खरीदना अभी इससे साईकिल से काम चलाओ , किसी स्पेसिफिक डे पे मिन्नतें करके पापा की गाड़ी मांगना, पापा के स्कूटर पे बैठी गर्लफ्रेंड का किसी दूसरी की bike या कार देख के कंधे से हाथ हटा लेना !!!  इन सबने दिखाए थे वो सपने जिन्हें पूरे करने के लिए आज हम उनसे दूर बैठे हिं जिनके लिए ये सपने देखे थे है न कमाल की बात। उससे भी कमल की बात है किजब हम बचपन में सोचते थे की जब पैसे आयेंगे तो ये करेंगे वो करेंगे इत्यादी और जब आज पैसे है तो उनमे से कुछ नही कर रहे न ढेर सारी चॉकलेट खरीद के खा पाते हैं और नही ढेर सारी कॉमिक्स खरीद के पढ़ पाते हैं / अच्छे तो वो बचपन के दिन जब न ये अंतरात्मा थी न पैसे थे थे तो सिर्फ़ मन के आकाश में कल्पना के बादलों से बनते और बिखरते सपने जो किसी भी पोस्टर , मूवी या न्यूज़ को देख के बदलते रहते थे। सायद इसीलिए जगजीत भाई कह गए हैं "ये दौलत भी ले लो ये शौहरत भी ले लो भले छीन लो मेरी जवानी मगर लौटा दो मुझको मेरा वो बचपन वो बारिश का पानी "&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9067140087963729702-2325204313757275977?l=ramansearches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramansearches.blogspot.com/feeds/2325204313757275977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9067140087963729702&amp;postID=2325204313757275977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067140087963729702/posts/default/2325204313757275977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067140087963729702/posts/default/2325204313757275977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramansearches.blogspot.com/2009/08/blog-post_28.html' title='ये दौलत भी ले लो ये शौहरत भी ले लो भले छीन लो मेरी जवानी मगर लौटा दो मुझको मेरा वो बचपन वो बारिश का पानी'/><author><name>Raman Shukla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12505945949960130661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A5PHQtT0IWM/SqJATmcSyBI/AAAAAAAABp8/VOkG131fZBg/S220/raman.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067140087963729702.post-4349466979298993303</id><published>2009-08-26T17:50:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-08-26T18:08:02.889+05:30</updated><title type='text'>हम लोग सब विभाजित व्यक्तित्व (स्पिलिट पर्सनालिटी) के हैं</title><content type='html'>आज अचानक काफी दिनों के बाद हिन्दी में लिखने का मन किया (ब्लॉग में वैसे मई अपनी कवितायेँ हिन्दी में ही लिखता हूँ )। गत एक वर्ष से मै अहमदाबाद में ठिकाना बना के बैठा हूँ , यद्यपि मै अपनी विचरण प्रवत्ति के चलते और कुछ काम के चक्कर में काफी समय अहमदाबाद के बहार भी बिता चुका हूँ, चूँकि अहमदाबाद में मै जादा लोगों को जनता नही कहने का मतलब की मेरे ऑफिस के लोगो को छोड़कर मेरा कही और उठाना बैठना नही है , ऐसे में मै अक्सर दिन के काम के ख़तम होने के बाद या फ़िर काम के बीच में ही अपने बंगलोर और हैदराबाद के मित्रो को दूरभाष यन्त्र के मध्यम से परेशां करता रहता हूँ वैसे तो युग सूचना तकिनिकी का है और गूगल टॉक , याहू messanger जैसे अन्य कई साधन उपलब्ध है परन्तु अपने प्रियजनों से जब तक मोबाइल पे बात न हो मजा नही  आता है, क्या कर सकते हैं आदत से मजबूर हैं कानपूर के हैं  दिन में जब तक थोडी बकर न करो जीवन सूना सूना सा लगता है । अचानक आज हम सोचने  बैठे की हम बिना किसी से बात किए क्यूँ नही रह पते तो पता चला की मै/&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;हम लोग सब विभाजित व्यक्तित्व (स्पिलिट पर्सनालिटी) के हैं , हमें सबकी याद तभी आती है जब या तो वो संकट में होते हिं या हम संकट में होते हैं या फ़िर वो खुश होते हैं या हम भी खुश होते हैं जिअसे की जब हमें दक्षिण भारत का वो हिस्सा छोड़ के आना था तो हम मनमौजी बने बिना किसी की परवाह किए चले आए वास्तव में देखा जाए तो ये हमारा क्रूर व्यवहार था और आज जब हमसे यंहा अहमदाबाद में कोई शाम को गप्पे मरने के लिए नही मिलता तो हम पुनः उसी हिस्से में बसे लोगो से १ रुपये प्रति मिनट की दर पे फ़ोन पे बतियाते हैं जो परिस्थितिवश करुणा का परिचायक है!! तो इस हिसाब से तो हम हुए विभाजित वक्तित्व के स्वामी :) और मै तो मानता हूँ के मेरे संपूर्ण फ्रेंड सर्कल में यही माहौल है सभी ही ऐसा करते हैं और जो ऐसा नहीकारते सायद वो फ्रेंड सर्कल का हिस्सा नही हैं एनी वे सायद कुछ जादा मन कर रहा था इसलिए कुछ भी  आन्गड़ बांगड़ लिख दिया हिन्दी में !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;हम भी क्या बौड़म हैं यार!&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9067140087963729702-4349466979298993303?l=ramansearches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramansearches.blogspot.com/feeds/4349466979298993303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9067140087963729702&amp;postID=4349466979298993303' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067140087963729702/posts/default/4349466979298993303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067140087963729702/posts/default/4349466979298993303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramansearches.blogspot.com/2009/08/blog-post.html' title='हम लोग सब विभाजित व्यक्तित्व (स्पिलिट पर्सनालिटी) के हैं'/><author><name>Raman Shukla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12505945949960130661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A5PHQtT0IWM/SqJATmcSyBI/AAAAAAAABp8/VOkG131fZBg/S220/raman.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067140087963729702.post-6716111724897782069</id><published>2009-01-21T00:43:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-05-02T12:31:12.282+05:30</updated><title type='text'>ROCK ON ABES version unleashed -- Pichle chaar salon me...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A5PHQtT0IWM/SXYjLORmalI/AAAAAAAABNk/DYH6z15lhQ8/s1600-h/college.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A5PHQtT0IWM/SXYjLORmalI/AAAAAAAABNk/DYH6z15lhQ8/s320/college.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293457087738047058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here I have altered lyrics of one song from a very good movie Rock On this is what happened when I was in college with my group&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Meri socks ka ek pair, ek Gillette ready shaver. Ta Ra Ta Ta Ta ….Ta Ra Ta Ta Ta…&lt;br /&gt;ek black old nikaar, har subah ka news paper Ta Ra Ta Ta Ta ….Ta Ra Ta Ta Ta…&lt;br /&gt;Mere packet se cigurate chaar , Mera ghar se laya achaar&lt;br /&gt;Pichhle chaar salon Mein Maine Khoya&lt;br /&gt;Kabhi Khud Pe Hansa Main Aur Kabhi Khud Pe Roya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ta Ra Ta Ta Ta …. Ta Ra Ta Ta Ta …. Ta Ra Ta Ta Ta ….… Ta Ra Ta Ta Ta ….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nayi trouser jo thi badi, Bus me thi jo ladki khadi Ta Ra Ta Ta Ta ….Ta Ra Ta Ta&lt;br /&gt;Mere sessionals ke kuch mark, meri eyes ke circle dark… Ta Ra Ta Ta Ta ….Ta Ra&lt;br /&gt;fashion show Ke Passes, daru ke kaanch wale glasses&lt;br /&gt;Pichhle chaar salon Mein Maine Khoya&lt;br /&gt;Kabhi Khud Pe Hansa Main, Aur Kabhi Khud Pe Roya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaise, Bhuloon farewell wala din aur aakhiri saal&lt;br /&gt;peekar neat khambe karna bawaal&lt;br /&gt;wo the din jab ek pak me ki masti sari&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ab kabhi nahi bhoolenge ye yari&lt;br /&gt;Maine Hosh Bhi Khoya Dil Bhi Khoya&lt;br /&gt;Kabhi Khud Pe Hansa Main, Aur Kabhi Khud Pe Roya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;… Ta Ra Ta Ta Ta ….Ta Ra Ta Ta Ta…… Ta Ra Ta Ta Ta ….Ta Ra Ta Ta Ta…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maine Pichhle chaar salon Mein Ye Sab Hai, Khoya..&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9067140087963729702-6716111724897782069?l=ramansearches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramansearches.blogspot.com/feeds/6716111724897782069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9067140087963729702&amp;postID=6716111724897782069' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067140087963729702/posts/default/6716111724897782069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067140087963729702/posts/default/6716111724897782069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramansearches.blogspot.com/2009/01/rock-on-abes-version-unleashed-pichle.html' title='ROCK ON ABES version unleashed -- Pichle chaar salon me...'/><author><name>Raman Shukla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12505945949960130661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A5PHQtT0IWM/SqJATmcSyBI/AAAAAAAABp8/VOkG131fZBg/S220/raman.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A5PHQtT0IWM/SXYjLORmalI/AAAAAAAABNk/DYH6z15lhQ8/s72-c/college.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067140087963729702.post-1127616562567913244</id><published>2008-07-27T11:09:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-07-27T11:26:00.126+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Terrorism Rocked India !!!!</title><content type='html'>How eventful week it was. First we faced the government crisis in Delhi with full of drama, then we were only spectator to Blasts in bangalore followed byt defeat of India against Sri lanka in first test match of series and to add more in queue scary series blasts in Ahamdabad. Though every event contributes its effect in our daily life but the events of bomb blast in bangalore and Ahamdabad were really shameful. In a huge country like India where we have a huge population too maintaining a certain level of security is also not possible and we should understand this very well now, instead of blaming some other government or police or system we should now look into the situation and try to figure out that how and what can we impart from our side to make it a better and secure place to live. I dont see any points if I write about "It shoud not happen or Who did it" rather at least I would like to make a promise to myself that I will keep my eyes open and will try to spread awareness more n more among maximum possible solution because in my opinion system can help us only if we help system. No police across the world can sweep out the whole city or state for finding a bomb or person involved in such cases. If we play our role in a proactive way then possibly with the existing infrastructure can deny any more occurrence of such events. May God give peace to the victim souls and courage to their families.... Amen&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9067140087963729702-1127616562567913244?l=ramansearches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramansearches.blogspot.com/feeds/1127616562567913244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9067140087963729702&amp;postID=1127616562567913244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067140087963729702/posts/default/1127616562567913244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067140087963729702/posts/default/1127616562567913244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramansearches.blogspot.com/2008/07/terrorism-rocked-india.html' title='Terrorism Rocked India !!!!'/><author><name>Raman Shukla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12505945949960130661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A5PHQtT0IWM/SqJATmcSyBI/AAAAAAAABp8/VOkG131fZBg/S220/raman.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067140087963729702.post-1926908616619998047</id><published>2008-06-14T00:53:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-06-25T02:58:58.060+05:30</updated><title type='text'>The dream I always wanted to live.....</title><content type='html'>"When you find your path, you must not be afraid. You need to have sufficient courage to make mistakes. Disappointment, defeat and despair are the tools God uses to show us the way"...these are the few line which famous Brazilian writer Paulo Coelho in his book Brida. This is how I started to thinking about my life's dream though I read this book much after I took decision to quit my professional career with infosys and starting my own Comopany. Few people still question my this decision and advice me to re look into the decision but what can be done as path is narrow turning back is not possible; two possible ways are jump from there for suicide or move ahead till i reach to the top and can just realize that World is not flat and still few places are there which can make u feel that you are on top. I would like to say many thanks to my parents who were also equally aware of risk I was taking but allowed me to go with my heart as they believe that I have midas touch. Let me tell you that sitting on pile of money and putting on weight is not the sign of success, it tells you that you are dead. If some one sitting and feeling like he got what he meant for that means either he is not willing to work or just turned his face from truth. SO WANT TO ASSURE YOURSELF THAT YOU ARE AWAKE THEN DARE TO LIVE YOUR DREAM&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9067140087963729702-1926908616619998047?l=ramansearches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramansearches.blogspot.com/feeds/1926908616619998047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9067140087963729702&amp;postID=1926908616619998047' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067140087963729702/posts/default/1926908616619998047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067140087963729702/posts/default/1926908616619998047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramansearches.blogspot.com/2008/06/dream-i-always-wanted-to-live.html' title='The dream I always wanted to live.....'/><author><name>Raman Shukla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12505945949960130661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A5PHQtT0IWM/SqJATmcSyBI/AAAAAAAABp8/VOkG131fZBg/S220/raman.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067140087963729702.post-2244911488363357842</id><published>2008-06-04T14:43:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-06-04T17:54:39.280+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Hasta la vista, Baby!.....but I will be back with bang</title><content type='html'>Yup now again its time say cheers with a metal sound of glasses, now I am free to do whatever I wanted to do since last 10 years. Still cant understand ..   :O..okay then ladies and gentleman give me a moment to make the announcement "I have quit Infosys and not going to join any other company for my rest of the life." I wish if I can yell with happiness...but still conserving my energy for future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if i say Infosys then it means me a lot. It gave me a lot in terms of money, knowledge and friends.....I cant forget few of them like Gaurav pant, kumar prateek,  sandeep koul, sandeep nair, samarth sood, pradeep, thakur  and many more list is big...got chance to work with some good managers like bharat pandey, sreekanth...got a very good team to work with and many of the occasions very good project parties. The journey was of almost three years and in my opinion it was worth to stay there and learn things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So at the end it was a good stay over there. Here I would like to say that I will miss the team i was working with but dont worry I will be back in either way...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9067140087963729702-2244911488363357842?l=ramansearches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramansearches.blogspot.com/feeds/2244911488363357842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9067140087963729702&amp;postID=2244911488363357842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067140087963729702/posts/default/2244911488363357842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067140087963729702/posts/default/2244911488363357842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramansearches.blogspot.com/2008/06/hasta-la-vista-babybut-i-will-be-back.html' title='Hasta la vista, Baby!.....but I will be back with bang'/><author><name>Raman Shukla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12505945949960130661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A5PHQtT0IWM/SqJATmcSyBI/AAAAAAAABp8/VOkG131fZBg/S220/raman.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067140087963729702.post-3064418986015598818</id><published>2008-04-15T05:14:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-04-20T12:32:29.807+05:30</updated><title type='text'>OH its time to say bye-bye swiss</title><content type='html'>yoooooooo!!  i have completed almost one year in switzerland and now its time to say bye. I think it was great place to work, a peaceful romantic place to live and a freaking awesome place for desert lovers as u will get a lot of variety in chocolates, cakes and many more stuff. I admire the staff I worked with but somehow I am not feeling good when I am all set to travel back to India just two months back only I got my group Like Sandy, samarth....but any ways its part of life. But I would like to say here I got some good friends and some bitter experiences also. I got some real good friends to whom I will miss and would like to be with them on every possible chance. At same moment I saw the greediness  also, though people were earning more than they deserve but still put some bad example on no of occasions huh!!!  who cares .....sab chalta hai.... . I will miss Raghav most that I know for sure :)  and yes Murghai is also a character which I faced here only before meeting to him I heard only that guy of this breed exist. A true fun loving person but bit of confused it seems. He is a scholar of SHIT science and I wont be surprised if He get noble prize some day for this category(if exist).  Then it  comes to baby Elly(subbu, fatso, subbupotamus) ..he is the laziest person I ever met but guys he a fantastic photographer. We all had loads of fun when NT sir an Sheetal anna were here, that couple was energetic and full of enthusiasm beyond any of our imagination. One Mr. cool Vicrant was also one of my good mate at coffee table we use to discuss a lot of things and I hope he also enjoyed my company. How can forget Rakhal, pallavi and their Garlic tea.... . Actually all the name I mentioned are living in adliswil and that was only my group if I would be asked to speak or remember some one out of this group then certainly those are two first is Manu  the papa raji.....a good guy with great soul very friendly and always wear a smile...he  was famous for his Fastest slow speed on dining  table..hehehehehe.    Second is Shiva prasad my  Pizza partner a gem of person he looks shy but does all those thing which force me to call him Flirt no 1.... He gave me awesome funda of visiting church over weekends because sometimes  after prayer in church ppl(hot chicks included) hug each other so with the grace of Jesus you can also be lucky on any saturday or sunday...hehehe....so I think I should wrap it up now because story is too long....so good bye swiss and adliswil........I am sure one day I will be back again to ROCK THE PARTY :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9067140087963729702-3064418986015598818?l=ramansearches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramansearches.blogspot.com/feeds/3064418986015598818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9067140087963729702&amp;postID=3064418986015598818' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067140087963729702/posts/default/3064418986015598818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067140087963729702/posts/default/3064418986015598818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramansearches.blogspot.com/2008/04/oh-its-time-to-say-bye-bye-swiss.html' title='OH its time to say bye-bye swiss'/><author><name>Raman Shukla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12505945949960130661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A5PHQtT0IWM/SqJATmcSyBI/AAAAAAAABp8/VOkG131fZBg/S220/raman.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067140087963729702.post-5103303637185188707</id><published>2008-04-04T05:40:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-04-04T06:10:25.146+05:30</updated><title type='text'>wow I have completed 25 years in my life now its time for Lesson learnt document :)</title><content type='html'>Life is going around and i m getting older by the end of everyday. I am just 10 days away to score quarter century of life.....wow....if I look back then I can say "what an awesome journey that was" without given second moment. Today I think better if it is not a dream because I spent my childhood as a tenant with transferable job of my father. Yes no doubt is there that during this duration of transfer I was strongly attached to my root place i.e. Kanpur but this transfers never gave me some stability in terms of some personal relationship, during that period i was in different cities for a year or two and at each place I made some good friends and loosed them too. During the decade of early 1990's I had never projected my future as my father always wanted me to be an IAS but I was not interested and like many other Indian kids i dreamed about being a cricketer like Sachin, Kapil and Gavaskar but reality exist far away from dreams and no wonder that I realized that soon. After that i moved towards books( obviously school subject books as before that I already had hobby of reading ) and made some serious plan. In that planning phase I came in touch with Computer and started dreaming about being one successful software professional. After following that dream I got admission in an Engineering college in year 2001. That was the time when IT market was not doing good so every one was opting some different course but I strongly went with my decision to choose Com Sci and then after that I joined Infosys as my first company and today I am about to complete three years in that company. During this I saw a lot of phase of success and failure in a lot of fields. I got blamed at a lot of places for not showing consistency. But I really dont know if people who blame understand the relation of struggle efforts and consistency. For very small example we can take Sun , every morning it rises and evening goes. From morning to afternoon it increases its shine and after that  shine goes down that doesnt mean that Sun died or put less effort to spread shine. In my opinion Sun was always doing the same and emitting the same light only the situation was changing and again next morning it comes and do the same and some time in a cloudy day it doesnt shine at all that never reflect Sun's reduced performance so same happened with our life also there are time like Morning and evening the only lesson we need to learn is when its not a cloudy day then we should shine at the best and let others sweat and let them feel heat of our success and good work.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9067140087963729702-5103303637185188707?l=ramansearches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramansearches.blogspot.com/feeds/5103303637185188707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9067140087963729702&amp;postID=5103303637185188707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067140087963729702/posts/default/5103303637185188707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067140087963729702/posts/default/5103303637185188707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramansearches.blogspot.com/2008/04/wow-i-have-completed-25-years-in-my.html' title='wow I have completed 25 years in my life now its time for Lesson learnt document :)'/><author><name>Raman Shukla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12505945949960130661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A5PHQtT0IWM/SqJATmcSyBI/AAAAAAAABp8/VOkG131fZBg/S220/raman.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067140087963729702.post-4696920932724945190</id><published>2008-01-18T21:56:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-01-28T04:19:07.061+05:30</updated><title type='text'>My Friends and Me</title><content type='html'>Friends .....more mysterious word than Girls (at least for me)....some time its fun to have friends like when you are studying, playing, sitting on grass field and sharing old memories.. and some time its pain when you see yourself  getting used by those few ppl out of this whole world to whom you call Friends. I always got a lesson from my father that dont expect any damn thing from friends or any relation that we make in order to keep those relations alive more longer but  at same time I was swinging in dilemma that how can I stop expecting as I am a human being and I have to survive too. I kept myself in same dilemma for 24 years and never expected anything from my friends but today when I see my position then it gives me a feel that I should expect because expectation only gives you expression. If any one  wont expect then how will other person come to know that  what i want from him.  As per very basic concept "Without demand no supply". So here I wanted to tell a story. In 2001 9 guys started their graduation. they were hostlers in a private engineering college. Something was common in them which brought them together i.e. dreaming..dreaming beyond horizon...beyond limits...eager to do anything. I was also part of that part. At that time I dint know that how long is life of each individual's dream but It was pleasure to find co-passengers even for a shorter distance.  Time was running faster than any  other moving object and In my opinion the bond we were sharing was getting mature with every moment we live.  As always  close kept  metallic object makes sound so some conflicts came among us also...but thanks  God nothing major happened. Now we were on verge of Finishing our graduation and that group of 9 had been shrunk to 5 ya almost half. These 5 were still living with same common dream. At the next phase of life One of them Got job just after finishing his graduation another two went delhi purposely with some short term goal one went for his post graduation and last one started searching job. Things were moving again the one who got the job called his all three friends to city where he was working and he did every possible help to those guys some time he went beyond limits also. Then one day he got a good opportunity and went away from that city. Now after one year of moving away he wants to come back and want to start living the dream they saw 6 year back but out of them only one is ready. Out of rest three one has personal issues, one have issue without any issue and third one still I dont know why I spent my so many years with him even I had fight between my brain and heart brain said leave him heart said live with him every time I went with heart and today again my heart and brain are fighting and I am afraid that this time Brain knocked out the heart. so sorry 'M'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9067140087963729702-4696920932724945190?l=ramansearches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramansearches.blogspot.com/feeds/4696920932724945190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9067140087963729702&amp;postID=4696920932724945190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067140087963729702/posts/default/4696920932724945190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067140087963729702/posts/default/4696920932724945190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramansearches.blogspot.com/2008/01/my-friends.html' title='My Friends and Me'/><author><name>Raman Shukla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12505945949960130661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A5PHQtT0IWM/SqJATmcSyBI/AAAAAAAABp8/VOkG131fZBg/S220/raman.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067140087963729702.post-2269709598442083035</id><published>2007-12-28T23:47:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-12-28T23:58:20.303+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Tare Zamin par my analysis</title><content type='html'>I would like to express my first thought about movie i.e. "If Rang de basanti was a movie requires since last 60 years for indian youth then this movie was required since last 200 years for parents in india".More than this i would not like to say anything. Now at least I know what role best suites to parents for their kids :).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9067140087963729702-2269709598442083035?l=ramansearches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramansearches.blogspot.com/feeds/2269709598442083035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9067140087963729702&amp;postID=2269709598442083035' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067140087963729702/posts/default/2269709598442083035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067140087963729702/posts/default/2269709598442083035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramansearches.blogspot.com/2007/12/tare-zamin-par-my-analysis.html' title='Tare Zamin par my analysis'/><author><name>Raman Shukla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12505945949960130661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A5PHQtT0IWM/SqJATmcSyBI/AAAAAAAABp8/VOkG131fZBg/S220/raman.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067140087963729702.post-2998942930394479267</id><published>2007-12-24T06:16:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-12-25T16:18:35.966+05:30</updated><title type='text'>And Modi wins....but why so so much questioning eyes</title><content type='html'>Yes it was a day which I started early as much as possible in zurich because I was keen to know the Gujarat election results. As per my prediction Modi took over its all opponents with a huge lead.  Good to know that at least no threat is there of reelection in near 4-5 years...so first thing we saved the huge amount which we spent over reelection in other states like karnatka but the next moment over CNN IBN channel was pretty much disappointing. They were showing the responses of people of riots infected muslim area where riots took place 5 year back(ppl got questioned were  illiterate).  Now when in last 5 years not a single person even itched a single hair of any muslim and people are living as  Indian nationalists then does it solve any purpose. Here my question is how many times after 1984 media has questioned Sikhs about  justice when Congress came into central power??? here One train got burned with hindus and due to emotional arrogance riots took place but in 1984 only one lady Indira Gandhi died and these so called followers of Mahatma gandhi killed sikhs like ppl kill mosquitoes in home by hook or crook. So before Sonia Gandhi or Media can again question this victory should look into the past and How much justice they are doing with their responsibilities  and duty.  Still few people want to in cash the communism  and secularism. We still feel happiness in itching neighbors ass without taking care that flies  are roaming around  our  wounds also. This allegation of media  and individuals doesn't have much bright future. Instead of appraising the protagonist of this eletion they are pushing him back. This media use to claim the most independent media , the most un biased media of the world but my question is did they ever evaluate themselves against same set of  question which they asked to politician to pull their legs. Have they ever felt that their diversion from their duty can mislead a big population of India. Instead of spreading the knowledge what development is going and what steps need to be taken this media spent 48 hrs in spending a shitty news like "Prince has fallen down in a dig  now he is eating chocolate and now he looking cool and calm"........I give a dam shit to this system ...sometime I think Musharraf or Hitler is much needed in India...please God send one this year&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9067140087963729702-2998942930394479267?l=ramansearches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramansearches.blogspot.com/feeds/2998942930394479267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9067140087963729702&amp;postID=2998942930394479267' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067140087963729702/posts/default/2998942930394479267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067140087963729702/posts/default/2998942930394479267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramansearches.blogspot.com/2007/12/and-modi-winsbut-why-so-so-much.html' title='And Modi wins....but why so so much questioning eyes'/><author><name>Raman Shukla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12505945949960130661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A5PHQtT0IWM/SqJATmcSyBI/AAAAAAAABp8/VOkG131fZBg/S220/raman.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067140087963729702.post-274903514439850098</id><published>2007-12-24T05:39:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-02-25T05:34:55.632+05:30</updated><title type='text'>why should we watch Jodha Akbar..movie by Ashutosh Govarikar</title><content type='html'>Here I am again writing something which I don't write here. This is all about  the recent movie I watched  "Jodha Akbar". Its again a period movie by Ashutosh Govarikar. First I would like to appreciate the effort put by complete unit to make it a real looking period movie with all their technical work and setting all of us spectators  back into past. We hardly find any mismatch in movie regarding sets and the culture they have shown in Movie. There once scene came where they were showing the Mughal kitchen and that resembled very much to history. If movie was reflecting the love of Jodha and Akbar then it has shown the brutality  of Mughals which was again close to the facts. Showing Red Fort as Red Fort was also a good experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;There is Hrithik  as Akbar, in full order and authority, watching a  sufi qawalli when he suddenly turns into a spiritual stand and joins the qawalls to dedicate his  dance to divinity.&lt;/p&gt; This historic moment that takes us beyond the dynasties of Mughal history, couldn’t have been possible without Hrithik’s amazing capacity to infiltrate the portals of divinity through dance movements(he has proved himself one of the best in this trade).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Similarly the work done by Aishwarya Rai while asking for her three conditions, sward clash with Akbar, putting food to Akbar (though duration is small) was amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And finally warpping the history into 3.5 hrs was also a brilliant job. So I will say its a must watch.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9067140087963729702-274903514439850098?l=ramansearches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramansearches.blogspot.com/feeds/274903514439850098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9067140087963729702&amp;postID=274903514439850098' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067140087963729702/posts/default/274903514439850098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067140087963729702/posts/default/274903514439850098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramansearches.blogspot.com/2007/12/why-should-we-watch-jodha-akbarmovie-by.html' title='why should we watch Jodha Akbar..movie by Ashutosh Govarikar'/><author><name>Raman Shukla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12505945949960130661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A5PHQtT0IWM/SqJATmcSyBI/AAAAAAAABp8/VOkG131fZBg/S220/raman.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067140087963729702.post-1039568554343073847</id><published>2007-12-16T05:05:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-12-16T18:49:02.437+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Lead India ..Falak pakad ke utho...hawa pakad ke chalo....a campeign of TOI????</title><content type='html'>Yes it was really breath giving and soothing tv commercial to watch...lines are impressive ....thought is good ......but my question is how relevant are these commercials? We guys are still talking about only appraising the efforts....but my question is are the efforts appropriate. In my opinion  instead of  putting movie stars to speak  and creating these heart touching adds TOI can take some exampling initiative  to put some real facts. Because showing these commercials over TV is again trying to teach to urban mob who are already educated. I am not saying that urban people dont need to get educated about the responsibilities but at the same time if we look into the scene then for taking any initiative what to do is a big question. So subjects are different for urban mob and rural mob to educate. I think today no one has time to sit and think about the no of problems and take a decision about any particular problem and reason is simple that expectation of leadership from each one is not true over practical ground. We are follower since last thousands of years, some of are Ram's follower or Khuda's follower or sometime Modi or Sonia's follower so we still need a finger to point so instead of giving them a thought that we can be leader why do not these organizations try to give them a finger or a leader which can direct them. I would say TOI can come with its neutral educated candidates for the state polls or national election and sponsor them so that people also have a good option to choose. Expecting a normal Indian to take a stand in election is foolishness and I am talking for elections only because those leader can really put good results as they will be leaders who were not only raising the issue but they only will be the solving the issues too. So better if we can look into this way and work out some solution.&lt;br /&gt;Jai Hind..........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9067140087963729702-1039568554343073847?l=ramansearches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramansearches.blogspot.com/feeds/1039568554343073847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9067140087963729702&amp;postID=1039568554343073847' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067140087963729702/posts/default/1039568554343073847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067140087963729702/posts/default/1039568554343073847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramansearches.blogspot.com/2007/12/lead-india-falak-pakad-ke-uthohawa.html' title='Lead India ..Falak pakad ke utho...hawa pakad ke chalo....a campeign of TOI????'/><author><name>Raman Shukla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12505945949960130661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A5PHQtT0IWM/SqJATmcSyBI/AAAAAAAABp8/VOkG131fZBg/S220/raman.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067140087963729702.post-7689946105035381575</id><published>2007-12-11T04:22:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-12-16T18:48:37.791+05:30</updated><title type='text'>likhoon to kya likhoon?</title><content type='html'>kuch likhna chahta hoon aaj lekin&lt;br /&gt; kalam ki syahi sookh gayi hai&lt;br /&gt;manzil mujhse yun door khadi hai&lt;br /&gt;mano kismat mujhse rooth gayi hai&lt;br /&gt;mera kal ret pe likha tha maine&lt;br /&gt;tab sayad waqt ke panne na nasib the&lt;br /&gt;ab kal bhi sayad unkaha rah jayega&lt;br /&gt;pahle kabhi na itnne bebas rafiq the&lt;br /&gt;ab to kaise bhi aaj hi likhna parega&lt;br /&gt;pata nahi badan pe kaha kaha kalam&lt;br /&gt;chalegi aur kitna khoon bahega&lt;br /&gt;mere shareer par mere khoon se&lt;br /&gt;  meri haquikat bayan hogi&lt;br /&gt;khush hoon ki kismat kis kadar apni&lt;br /&gt; sikasht pe hairan hogi&lt;br /&gt;chahta hoon ki aye khuda tu ye lakeeren&lt;br /&gt;hathon pe banana chor de&lt;br /&gt;lagta hai jang lagi hai teri bhi kalakari ko&lt;br /&gt;kismat se jada insaniyat banane me jor de&lt;br /&gt;arey ek baar tu bhi dil khol ke bana insaan ko&lt;br /&gt;khauf ke sannate se jada khushiyon ka shor de&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9067140087963729702-7689946105035381575?l=ramansearches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramansearches.blogspot.com/feeds/7689946105035381575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9067140087963729702&amp;postID=7689946105035381575' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067140087963729702/posts/default/7689946105035381575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067140087963729702/posts/default/7689946105035381575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramansearches.blogspot.com/2007/12/likhoon-to-kya-likhoon.html' title='likhoon to kya likhoon?'/><author><name>Raman Shukla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12505945949960130661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A5PHQtT0IWM/SqJATmcSyBI/AAAAAAAABp8/VOkG131fZBg/S220/raman.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067140087963729702.post-6906854054929182376</id><published>2007-12-03T05:06:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-12-03T05:18:47.803+05:30</updated><title type='text'>What BCCI is doing???</title><content type='html'>YAA  it is 12:30 very early morning of monday..where monday blues are already waiting for me to be in office, one news of chief selector Vegsarkar's wish to step down gave me a shock and forced me to write this. i am not writing this to do a favor to chief selector or his capabilities but I want to talk about this ridiculous behave of cricket board. The most shamed moment was watching Mr. Rajiv shukla putting comment about a game where he even never put  his single finger in field. What is he trying to justify is completely wrong,  its against basic right of expressing own view of an Indian. By no Law he or board is able to do that and becomes really irrelevant when he is not getting paid for performing his supposed job.  What board is telling that no one did the same in past but for every innovation  its always first time only  and here instead of being responsive to Indian people that to whom they are selecting they are preventing one person to  not write. Its completely insane.  Please dont play with one person's basic rights at least.......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9067140087963729702-6906854054929182376?l=ramansearches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramansearches.blogspot.com/feeds/6906854054929182376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9067140087963729702&amp;postID=6906854054929182376' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067140087963729702/posts/default/6906854054929182376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067140087963729702/posts/default/6906854054929182376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramansearches.blogspot.com/2007/12/what-bcci-is-doing.html' title='What BCCI is doing???'/><author><name>Raman Shukla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12505945949960130661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A5PHQtT0IWM/SqJATmcSyBI/AAAAAAAABp8/VOkG131fZBg/S220/raman.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067140087963729702.post-6393864889483629745</id><published>2007-11-25T05:39:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-05-24T13:33:47.810+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Watching Sachin Ramesh Tendulkar is always a treat</title><content type='html'>Yeah it is....and I say I have no doubt in that.  I would say watching cricket with its most talented and admired child is something more than most happiest moment of my life. He is a work ethic while he be there over the crease  never matters its a real match or practice session. I could remember his all 18 glorious years what he devoted to cricket. Some time  he put all fuzzy logic concept  over stack while playing his shots , reading bowlers mind and dealing with pressure. In my personal opinion  if Sachin plays well then India sleeps well. He is an live example of how any one can enhance his gifted skills in arranged mental and psychology conditions. The admirable part is his responses, his upbringing which he use to show with his game without giving pain to lips. His small but concrete head over his solders  which never allows any one to figure out that what this cricket genius is thinking. I am die hard fan of his decision making ability and the perfect example was The centurion word cup match against  Pakistan when Indian openers  were walking through ground towards pitch and think tank decided Virendra Sehwag to take strike but Sachin went with his cricketing brain and asked Virendra to let him take strike and rest is history, He slashed very first ball of Shoib Akhtar over the ropes for a huge six and let India lead in the match from very first ball...wow....what a way to lead and put a show case in front of world that why people know him as the best batsman of the world. Cricket is a phenomenal part of Sachin which can loose its shine just because of his age but not because of fact that rest of the world cricket has some extra ordinary bowler. Its not just about playing cricket and doing practice or being a part of Indian team , its about thinking cricket round the clock and yes nevertheless while sleeping too. Hats off to this champion ......i dont have any concern with  what rest of the world say about his performance. Putting bad comment against him is similar to saying like Sun is not shining much in the evening.  Let me speak frankly watching Sachin's game for six hours give me more relax than six hours sleep :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9067140087963729702-6393864889483629745?l=ramansearches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramansearches.blogspot.com/feeds/6393864889483629745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9067140087963729702&amp;postID=6393864889483629745' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067140087963729702/posts/default/6393864889483629745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067140087963729702/posts/default/6393864889483629745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramansearches.blogspot.com/2007/11/wtaching-sachin-ramesh-tendulkar-is.html' title='Watching Sachin Ramesh Tendulkar is always a treat'/><author><name>Raman Shukla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12505945949960130661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A5PHQtT0IWM/SqJATmcSyBI/AAAAAAAABp8/VOkG131fZBg/S220/raman.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067140087963729702.post-4723775950547384976</id><published>2007-11-22T15:12:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-11-22T15:13:38.391+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Truth of software industry (humor)....where is manager when crutial time comes in project</title><content type='html'>We all know this one&lt;br /&gt;One day a man was having a conversation with God when his whole life flashed before his eyes as a series of footsteps on the sands of time. He saw that there were two pairs of footprints, but during the most difficult periods of his life there were only one set of footprints. He asked God "You said you will be with me throughout this journey, but why have you deserted me during the most critical times of my life??" to which God answered "Son, I did not desert you, I was always with you...you see only one set of footprints because during those difficult times in your life, I was carrying you in my hands" ------------ --------- --------- --------- --------- --------- --------- --------- ------- ------------ --------- --------- --------- --------- --------- ---------  &lt;br /&gt;Now know this one too!!! JJJ&lt;br /&gt;Another day I was having a similar conversation with my Project Manager (PM) when my whole project flashed before my eyes as a series of footsteps on the sands of time. I saw that there were two pairs of footprints, but during the most difficult times in the project there were only one set of footprints. I asked my PM "You said you will be with me throughout the project, but why have you deserted me during the most critical times of the project??" to which the PM answered "Son, I did not desert you, I was always with you...you see only one set of footprints because during those difficult times, I was sitting on your head!!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9067140087963729702-4723775950547384976?l=ramansearches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramansearches.blogspot.com/feeds/4723775950547384976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9067140087963729702&amp;postID=4723775950547384976' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067140087963729702/posts/default/4723775950547384976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067140087963729702/posts/default/4723775950547384976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramansearches.blogspot.com/2007/11/truth-of-software-industry-humorwhere.html' title='Truth of software industry (humor)....where is manager when crutial time comes in project'/><author><name>Raman Shukla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12505945949960130661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A5PHQtT0IWM/SqJATmcSyBI/AAAAAAAABp8/VOkG131fZBg/S220/raman.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067140087963729702.post-7066949140761269082</id><published>2007-10-28T06:48:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2007-10-28T07:28:35.189+05:30</updated><title type='text'>How to read History............</title><content type='html'>Hmmmm here I m going to be more like a philosopher............... I was reading about history of England....Then suddenly I realized the way I followed was not a good way to read...might be Picking a book and finishing it through is good to get marks but not for knowledge....Some times I heard from my elders and teachers that reading and getting knowledge is not a rocket science but I feel yes it is a rocket science ....reading history is not about he our past  but it is about our future also and the present is also included in this.......History creates a perception in you fro a culture for a society...so its more important that this perception sud not be wrong......so reading history sud be like checking both sides of coin because reading something written by some human being is also can be biased or his own perception so while reading reader sud put questions to author and if you find the answer of those question in that stuff only then we can say its a trusted stuff else we sud start reading other stuff sooner after this realization...One more tendency i saw among readers that they try to relate history with general studies but in my opinion nothing is general study....general study gives nthng....you get any knowledge only after specific study so  never relate any thing with general studies......Reading history is not about persons and culture and events its all about the answer of the question that why had they adopted those culture, circumstances and wars or whatever .Reading history is not about  what happened its all about which incident enforced it to happen. History was always a mirror to human to look towards mistakes what we committed over past so that we sud not make those again. Reading history sud always be a wish to invent. Because History is only thing which is cause to remember some things and to forgot somethings too , so be care full if you are  forgetting something which you should not......So next time when reading history put your mind also in action to help your eyes.&lt;br /&gt;:)  lets read our history one more time&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9067140087963729702-7066949140761269082?l=ramansearches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramansearches.blogspot.com/feeds/7066949140761269082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9067140087963729702&amp;postID=7066949140761269082' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067140087963729702/posts/default/7066949140761269082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067140087963729702/posts/default/7066949140761269082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramansearches.blogspot.com/2007/10/how-to-read-history.html' title='How to read History............'/><author><name>Raman Shukla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12505945949960130661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A5PHQtT0IWM/SqJATmcSyBI/AAAAAAAABp8/VOkG131fZBg/S220/raman.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067140087963729702.post-811141432114955961</id><published>2007-10-24T19:20:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2007-10-28T06:46:45.891+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Men Are Just Happier People - please take time to read and be proud if you are one!</title><content type='html'>hey guys check this out I read it some where.......&lt;br /&gt;interesting isnt it.........Men Are Just Happier People — What do you expect from such simple creatures?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your last name stays put. The garage is all yours. Wedding plans take care of themselves. Chocolate is just another snack. You can be President. You can never be pregnant. You can wear a white T-shirt to a water park. You can wear NO shirt to a water park. Car mechanics tell you the truth. The world is your urinal. You never have to drive to another gas station restroom because this one is just too icky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't have to stop and think of which way to turn a nut on a bolt. Same work, more pay. Wrinkles add character. A wedding dress is $5,000 but a Tux rents for $100. People never stare at your chest when you're talking to them. The occasional well-rendered belch is practically expected. New shoes don't cut, blister, or mangle your feet. One mood all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phone conversations are over in 30 seconds flat. You know stuff about tanks.&lt;br /&gt;A five-day vacation requires only one suitcase. You can open all your own jars. You get extra credit for the slightest act of thoughtfulness. If someone forgets to invite you, he or she can still be your friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your underwear is $8.95 for a three-pack. Three pairs of shoes are more than enough. You almost never have strap problems in public. You are unable to see wrinkles in your clothes. Everything on your face stays its original color. The same hairstyle lasts for years, maybe decades! You only have to shave your face and neck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can play with toys all your life. Your belly usually hides your big hips. One wallet and one pair of shoes, one color for all seasons. Yo u can wear shorts no matter how your legs look. You can "do" your nails with a pocket knife. You have freedom of choice concerning growing a mustache.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can do Christmas shopping for 25 relatives on December 24 in 25 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No wonder men are happier.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9067140087963729702-811141432114955961?l=ramansearches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramansearches.blogspot.com/feeds/811141432114955961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9067140087963729702&amp;postID=811141432114955961' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067140087963729702/posts/default/811141432114955961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067140087963729702/posts/default/811141432114955961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramansearches.blogspot.com/2007/10/men-are-just-happier-people-please-take.html' title='Men Are Just Happier People - please take time to read and be proud if you are one!'/><author><name>Raman Shukla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12505945949960130661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A5PHQtT0IWM/SqJATmcSyBI/AAAAAAAABp8/VOkG131fZBg/S220/raman.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067140087963729702.post-3232467898135324509</id><published>2007-10-11T23:54:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-10-12T00:18:22.479+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Two kind of men only.....</title><content type='html'>"I always believed there are two kind of men in this life one who go to death screaming and second who goes to death in silence today I met third kind.....(go to death laughing)". Yes you are right these are few lines from movie Rang de basanti....and after watching this movie again I m thinking that what I am doing here in Switzerland just earning some big amount ........and as my contribution towards my country is the income tax which I pay......I agree we are in phase of globalization and we should think for the growth of this world......but my question is "what i do if i face racism in switzerland if a swiss person refuses my offer of help and accepts another white man's   or  driver of train opens the door after once its closed  only for a swiss person not for we asian  " few more incidents( or accident) put me in a dilemma that what is wrong and what  is write. we change ourselves only for the person for which we work we never change ourself for the person with whom we work. My one teammate backfired his aggression on me but not on the person for whom he is here at onsite. I just wonder that we work here at onsite ......reach office early....eat lunch only with in 30 mins (if we are not skipping it or having doggy bag) if its require then we stay late also...we take least possible leaves, every evening we try to spend with our team mates   but when any of us had been in india he was doing just contradictory ..reaching office till 10, thena long breakfast...followed by a coffee break and now its lunch time (now we  took time like we are having a 7 course meal)....always a compplain we get less no of leaves......apart from office we avoid to meet our teammates or colleagues till the time they are not roommate&lt;br /&gt;....If we can live in swiss or other onsite locations like this then why not in india.......is money everything in our life.......yes i saw few ppls for whom ethinicity, values, relation doesnt serve any purpose ....any ways mera kya frastoo ho raha tha likhne ka man kiya to likh diya.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9067140087963729702-3232467898135324509?l=ramansearches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramansearches.blogspot.com/feeds/3232467898135324509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9067140087963729702&amp;postID=3232467898135324509' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067140087963729702/posts/default/3232467898135324509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067140087963729702/posts/default/3232467898135324509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramansearches.blogspot.com/2007/10/two-kind-of-men-only.html' title='Two kind of men only.....'/><author><name>Raman Shukla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12505945949960130661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A5PHQtT0IWM/SqJATmcSyBI/AAAAAAAABp8/VOkG131fZBg/S220/raman.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067140087963729702.post-5123438499827963003</id><published>2007-09-01T20:07:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-12-10T12:42:13.499+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Provoked!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A5PHQtT0IWM/Rtl_yRglr7I/AAAAAAAAAAU/be63RWCHz2E/s1600-h/provoked.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A5PHQtT0IWM/Rtl_yRglr7I/AAAAAAAAAAU/be63RWCHz2E/s320/provoked.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105252154271444914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today afternoon I had nothing to do i, I already  tired a lot after looking into mathematics for my CAT exam so I decided to go for a movie off course online. My mind was in a great dilemma  that what to watch i started my search and it ended up up with a movie name Provoked lead actress was Aishwarya Rai(ppl can call her Aishwarya Bachchan also !!! its all about ease).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As per normal mindset I started watching it  but at the end of the  movie I came to know that it was a true story, an ironically took place in 1989 in UK. So this flavor of true story forced me to think about the meaning of provoked as usual i use to forget the movie once it come to end. So what exactly provoked is ..Is it invocation of your mind over your soul or self control or is it invocation of Newton's third law(every action has a reaction and reaction start appearing just after the completion of action) for a instance in the normal human brain. If we go with the dictionary meaning then you will be aware of the meaning as &lt;b&gt;incite&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;, excite&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;, stimulate&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;, arouse&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;, rouse&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt; or stir.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to great authors of English "&lt;i&gt;Provoke&lt;/i&gt; often merely states the consequences produced"&lt;br /&gt;for example &lt;i&gt;"Let my presumption not provoke thy wrath"&lt;/i&gt; Shakespeare. &lt;i&gt;"A situation which in the country would have provoked meetings"&lt;/i&gt; John Galsworthy. But i never though of that it could change the state of LAW in any country .....but yes after this true story happened in UK they redefined the Provoked in their LAW the declare the verdict of first trial unsafe and went for retrial. At the the movie I came across one more interesting point and that was "This became monumental case that change the nature of british law forever , as affords the provocation defense--the acceptance of battered woman's syndrome as a legal state of mind, in accordance with the defendants who have suffered extended physical abuse at the hands of a spouse"&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9067140087963729702-5123438499827963003?l=ramansearches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramansearches.blogspot.com/feeds/5123438499827963003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9067140087963729702&amp;postID=5123438499827963003' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067140087963729702/posts/default/5123438499827963003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067140087963729702/posts/default/5123438499827963003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramansearches.blogspot.com/2007/09/provoked.html' title='Provoked!!!'/><author><name>Raman Shukla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12505945949960130661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A5PHQtT0IWM/SqJATmcSyBI/AAAAAAAABp8/VOkG131fZBg/S220/raman.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A5PHQtT0IWM/Rtl_yRglr7I/AAAAAAAAAAU/be63RWCHz2E/s72-c/provoked.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067140087963729702.post-4245834700878032519</id><published>2007-08-19T07:12:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-08-27T03:11:07.540+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Future of indian outsourcing........</title><content type='html'>Here  it comes ..on 29th august I m completing 2 years in infosys. One giant IT service provider in india ......since last two years I am keeping a close eyes on this business model of IT service providers of India. One day my one friend Ashutosh and me were discussing about this strategy of business then we concluded on following points...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the decade of 90's Accenture, IBM, Oracle and others were US based big giant who always eyed on big fishes of market and find India as a cheap place to outsource their business and making their profit multi fold . In this  business where every one was happy in India no one thought of the consequences or the trend which this complete story followed. During this complete journey a lot US or UK based employees loosed their job and those all jobs get shifted in India. This made the business run successful in india for two continuous  decades  because no one was there in competition to India in south asia or asia........... some because of language problem or some because of economical instability.   Now if again we look the behaviour then we will find the trend like India is having big companies like Infy, Wipro, TCS, SATYAM and others and now they want to make their profit multi fold as US companies did in 90's and now these companies are looking for small and cheap places like china...so now as per trend it seems that indians are going to loose the job or something like that.  What these companies do for their employees........ they are earning as above expectation but they are not able to retain their employees. As india's population is getting increased but not adding any value to indian development the similarly these companies are increasing their revenue but not adding any values into their employees portfolio.......so what will be the future of this generation of the software engineers lets wait for coming 4-5 years.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9067140087963729702-4245834700878032519?l=ramansearches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramansearches.blogspot.com/feeds/4245834700878032519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9067140087963729702&amp;postID=4245834700878032519' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067140087963729702/posts/default/4245834700878032519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067140087963729702/posts/default/4245834700878032519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramansearches.blogspot.com/2007/08/similarity-in-revenue-of-infosys-and.html' title='Future of indian outsourcing........'/><author><name>Raman Shukla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12505945949960130661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A5PHQtT0IWM/SqJATmcSyBI/AAAAAAAABp8/VOkG131fZBg/S220/raman.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067140087963729702.post-6219633590747325795</id><published>2007-08-19T06:40:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2007-08-19T07:11:50.866+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Indian Voters.......oops lack of intelligence</title><content type='html'>Yup since 1989 i m a evidence  of  indian  mob's voting abilities and  speaking frankly at every moment they have presented a show case of immature and  absolutely  unintelligent  intellectual ability of voting in case of elections, never matters state level or central level. For that reason is quite obvious i.e.  lack of education, inability of  making decisions  narrow minded thoughts and  lot more in the never ending list. But suddenly when I saw people voting for music concerts like indian idol and sa re ga ma pa and many other,  I was again forced to give a thought towards the reasons of voting done by indian people. This voting concept came into the picture from indian idol 1 and results were shocking when only three contestents were there and Rahul vaidhya was eliminated by voting of  the mob and again in final when Amit sana got defeated  by abhijeet sawant  ......then  I decided to not to watch these shows ever again but this year when I came to know that one of my cousin is also in final contestants  of Indian Idol 3  then I started watching it again .  And as always nothing is going to change in india this attitude of voters I found  exactly same. The relevant fact is if a singer is not singing well then it never matters that he is getting  kicked out in 1 round or last round but yes this make a difference if a valid contestants is being out. This force me to think of the voting abilities of this people....perhapes making a call or sending a message can be a part of their entertainment but  they never think that this can be a question of  career  for the person who is standing at the stage, and I believe that if a person is watching TV and having mobile or phone to msg or call for these contests he must be well educated at least. I read a lot of books and i never find that a good scholar or person with good academics record  posses well knowledge of art and skills like music and if it is true then why we go with  so called "Janta ka decision". I dont know why this educated category of indian population votes based on the cast or states. What can people get if indian idol will be from their state or cast?   Is he or she going to develope thier means of better life ....I wonder if this is not possible by parliament member selected by them or Administrative officer of their area then how come this fellow  help them  if not then why this partiality. If an educated person is thinking like this then no wonder that we have selected prime minister  and presidents who spend half of their working  hours in hospitals.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9067140087963729702-6219633590747325795?l=ramansearches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramansearches.blogspot.com/feeds/6219633590747325795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9067140087963729702&amp;postID=6219633590747325795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067140087963729702/posts/default/6219633590747325795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067140087963729702/posts/default/6219633590747325795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramansearches.blogspot.com/2007/08/indian-votersoops-lack-of-intelligence.html' title='Indian Voters.......oops lack of intelligence'/><author><name>Raman Shukla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12505945949960130661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A5PHQtT0IWM/SqJATmcSyBI/AAAAAAAABp8/VOkG131fZBg/S220/raman.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067140087963729702.post-3831348760860264470</id><published>2007-08-19T04:00:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-08-19T04:58:25.912+05:30</updated><title type='text'>My First love</title><content type='html'>I dont know whether I should write this or not but its ok let me write. Its about my first love ..I met her in 4th year just after finishing my 3rd year of my graduation. I met her where I did my training(secret for strangers rest my friends know where i did my training). From very first day something happened to me which I never  felt in my complete past life. Believe me or not but I never had crush on any one in my complete  life but that day (15th june 2004) wsa start of something special in my life.&lt;br /&gt;First time after my schooling I had started reaching somewhere before time.....I never missed even single day of my training till the date she was there and the day she accomplished her training I never went there(I dont stay at any place if it does not serve any purpose). I remember each and every second that I spent there ..I remember each and every word which we had.  Then I again went back to my studies but it was almost impossible to forget those moments :)...anyways I completed my engineering and joined Infosys and she joined an MBA institute......I never did any thing which could have been disturb her personal life...but I tracked every single day of her without care where ever she was. I never know when I will meet her again but the only thing that i knew was I would met her atleast once in my life...and it happened she came bangalore in 2007 april just one day before my b'day......what a beautiful gift I have ever got After a lot of wait I met her...she was looking like same as she was 3 year back not a single change the same face the same padpadpad like talking machine....hmmmmm........what more I can say ............as per my one friend no first love turned into marriage .........here is also same happening .........in this case my parents know all about her but  some issues are there for which no solution exist.......I can write a lot but for this place its sufficient ..........:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9067140087963729702-3831348760860264470?l=ramansearches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramansearches.blogspot.com/feeds/3831348760860264470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9067140087963729702&amp;postID=3831348760860264470' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067140087963729702/posts/default/3831348760860264470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067140087963729702/posts/default/3831348760860264470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramansearches.blogspot.com/2007/08/my-first-love.html' title='My First love'/><author><name>Raman Shukla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12505945949960130661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A5PHQtT0IWM/SqJATmcSyBI/AAAAAAAABp8/VOkG131fZBg/S220/raman.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067140087963729702.post-4325502989181780929</id><published>2007-08-13T04:13:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-08-13T04:32:17.699+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Why people have faith on god!!</title><content type='html'>I believe there is no god or super power but my all friends n family member believe on this UPO(undefined pathetic object). I seriously want to meet some one who can spell God in sensible manner  ......Ppl use  to say god made us he made the earth universe and all tinny to giant things are manufactured in his factory.  This irritates me a lot  the reason is when i failed in some operation or I was low performer in accomplishing any task everybody pointed me for that and for every success credit goes to UPO, this seriously pissed me off. Its ok if i dont believe UPO  then according to ppl I m going to face hell after my this life ......here my doubt is if its truth then who is he to decide my destination as hell or heaven n if he exist and  decides like this then i cant find any difference in between muaharraf n UPO. I am a  hindu......so in that religion ppl use to worship lord RAM and lord Krishna........but justify me how can I pray a person who even never trusted his own wife and fought with his own children for a small piece of land.....n lord krishna having a huge no of wives or whatever name ppl have a single person related with this many women....i dont think its allowed in any civilized society.....n many more examples........so I still wonder if pl are runnig after the old settled tradition instead of using their  own intellect  ...... hey guys go after the meaning hidden behind word god ....n when same i did i found "One who takes decision is god and one who let other take decision about him is normal human being" rest is others wish......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9067140087963729702-4325502989181780929?l=ramansearches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramansearches.blogspot.com/feeds/4325502989181780929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9067140087963729702&amp;postID=4325502989181780929' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067140087963729702/posts/default/4325502989181780929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067140087963729702/posts/default/4325502989181780929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramansearches.blogspot.com/2007/08/why-people-have-faith-on-god.html' title='Why people have faith on god!!'/><author><name>Raman Shukla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12505945949960130661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A5PHQtT0IWM/SqJATmcSyBI/AAAAAAAABp8/VOkG131fZBg/S220/raman.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
