<?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-11484376</id><updated>2011-06-25T23:16:42.249+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Me, myself and I..</title><subtitle type='html'>My opinion on things around me!!

     email: anoopsadani @ gmail.com</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anoopsadani.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11484376/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anoopsadani.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Anoop</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05276726063207567231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>8</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11484376.post-4574779471927233048</id><published>2011-06-25T22:59:00.002+04:00</published><updated>2011-06-25T23:16:42.268+04:00</updated><title type='text'>To Do</title><content type='html'>There are times when one wonders "what next". Little "stability" is required.. but I guess I am having an overdose. So I am deciding to pen down what I wanna do in next few years of my life - I did n't have to think hard, here they go:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Family well-being&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Shot at Entrepreneurship&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Make a Home&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Teaching&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Travel the world&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;NGO&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Writing a book&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Few years down the line I will re-look these and.. smile at myself and say "well-done"!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11484376-4574779471927233048?l=anoopsadani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anoopsadani.blogspot.com/feeds/4574779471927233048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11484376&amp;postID=4574779471927233048' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11484376/posts/default/4574779471927233048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11484376/posts/default/4574779471927233048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anoopsadani.blogspot.com/2011/06/to-do.html' title='To Do'/><author><name>Anoop</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05276726063207567231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11484376.post-3070043958790631750</id><published>2008-09-05T14:31:00.002+04:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T14:54:02.084+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hyderabad Calling</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;My free time is a thing of past..&lt;br /&gt;My hangouts are long forgotten..&lt;br /&gt;My Life has been changing rapidly..&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;From late night movies to late long hours over phone..&lt;br /&gt;From restuarant dinners to expensive weekend shopping..&lt;br /&gt;From Friday night pubs to candle light dinners..&lt;br /&gt;This is how my life is changing.. &lt;br /&gt;And I am feeling good about it..&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Life has been good so far..&lt;br /&gt;But everything good has to end..&lt;br /&gt;For something better to start..&lt;br /&gt;And in this better part..&lt;br /&gt;'I' gets replaced by 'WE'.. &lt;br /&gt;'Me' gets substituted by 'Us'..&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Ladies &amp; Gentlemen, Friends, Batchmates &amp; Colleagues.. &lt;br /&gt;We have something grand to share with you..&lt;br /&gt;Surbhi &amp; I are tying the knot.. &lt;br /&gt;November 29, 2008 is going to be biggest day our lives..&lt;br /&gt;City of Nizam (Hyderabad) will be glad to host you.. &lt;br /&gt;All the arrangements have been made.. &lt;br /&gt;Your tour shall start on Nov 28 with a Sangeet programme..&lt;br /&gt;followed by the Grand Finale on Nov 29.. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Personalised Wedding Cards shall take some time.. &lt;br /&gt;Treat this as a VERY VERY PERSONAL INVITE from both of us.. &lt;br /&gt;Good Wishes from each one of you will be our pleasure.. &lt;br /&gt;Better part of our lives has just begun..&lt;br /&gt;And the BEST is yet to come.. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11484376-3070043958790631750?l=anoopsadani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anoopsadani.blogspot.com/feeds/3070043958790631750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11484376&amp;postID=3070043958790631750' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11484376/posts/default/3070043958790631750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11484376/posts/default/3070043958790631750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anoopsadani.blogspot.com/2008/09/hyderabad-calling.html' title='Hyderabad Calling'/><author><name>Anoop</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05276726063207567231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11484376.post-115471852007048322</id><published>2006-08-04T23:08:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-08-05T23:23:06.446+04:00</updated><title type='text'>YOU</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;The books are on the shelves,&lt;br /&gt;The shoes in the shoe rack,&lt;br /&gt;The clothes in the wardrobe,&lt;br /&gt;And the papers in the appropriate files,&lt;br /&gt;Everything is there, where it should be,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YOU&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; are the one missing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are the one missing when I close my eyes,&lt;br /&gt;You are missing when I walk alone on the streets,&lt;br /&gt;I have no graphic picture of yours,&lt;br /&gt;I cannot define you in words,&lt;br /&gt;You are just a thought,&lt;br /&gt;You are just a wonderful feeling,&lt;br /&gt;It does n't matter who you are, or what you do,&lt;br /&gt;For all that matters is the belief that &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YOU &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;exist,&lt;br /&gt;The belief that you too think of me, dream of me,&lt;br /&gt;The way I do.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Darkest hours of the day are just before the dawn&lt;br /&gt;And the dawn is just the matter of time - TIME TILL WE MEET ! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11484376-115471852007048322?l=anoopsadani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anoopsadani.blogspot.com/feeds/115471852007048322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11484376&amp;postID=115471852007048322' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11484376/posts/default/115471852007048322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11484376/posts/default/115471852007048322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anoopsadani.blogspot.com/2006/08/you.html' title='YOU'/><author><name>Anoop</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05276726063207567231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11484376.post-115070239441766954</id><published>2006-06-19T11:27:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-06-19T11:36:23.153+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Inflection Point</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;One subject that I relish talking to humanity is 'marriage'. Can't help passing a smile when I try comprehending the amusing little activities that these soon-would-be-brides/bridegroom undertake, their insight into what marriage means to them, their expectations post-marriage, their ceaseless phone conversations etc etc. As a beholder, the entire setting appears exciting. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oflate, I have fallen a prey to this marriage syndrome. Was taken by surprise when discovered that people from well-wishers to friends to complete strangers were so keen in knowing my future plans (Yes, 'future' is the euphemism they use for 'marriage'). I would be lying if I say that I have never contemplated over this, but frankly speaking I am clueless when I think of it. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The scenario is all the more tricky for souls who fall in my category - those who are not seeing anyone. Not that I am the most desirable bachelor (or come even close to that), still at times the expectations are high. But then try being pragmatic, and the hope is for atleast a suitable match ('suitable'????).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much at stake and so little one can do about it. Perhaps, this is the charm of the entire thing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11484376-115070239441766954?l=anoopsadani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anoopsadani.blogspot.com/feeds/115070239441766954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11484376&amp;postID=115070239441766954' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11484376/posts/default/115070239441766954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11484376/posts/default/115070239441766954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anoopsadani.blogspot.com/2006/06/inflection-point.html' title='Inflection Point'/><author><name>Anoop</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05276726063207567231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11484376.post-113827891459582426</id><published>2006-01-26T16:32:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-01-26T17:52:47.550+04:00</updated><title type='text'>SNAFU</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;25-Jan-06: Can anything get better or worse than this!! If yes, I am getting ready for that now!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN-LEFT: 60px"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;SNAFU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN-LEFT: 40px"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Loathe this reclusive exitence,&lt;br /&gt;But want no company either.&lt;br /&gt;Innumerable secrets to share,&lt;br /&gt;But none to trust.&lt;br /&gt;Amidst friends all the time,&lt;br /&gt;But still alone.&lt;br /&gt;Life seems like a paradox,&lt;br /&gt;But will not be the same hereafter.&lt;br /&gt;Sounding like a cynic,&lt;br /&gt;But this is how things are now.&lt;br /&gt;The smile does n't show up,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;S&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;ituation &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;N&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;ormal &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;ll &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;F&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;ucked &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;U&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;p.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11484376-113827891459582426?l=anoopsadani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anoopsadani.blogspot.com/feeds/113827891459582426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11484376&amp;postID=113827891459582426' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11484376/posts/default/113827891459582426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11484376/posts/default/113827891459582426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anoopsadani.blogspot.com/2006/01/snafu.html' title='SNAFU'/><author><name>Anoop</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05276726063207567231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11484376.post-112292657192755835</id><published>2005-08-02T00:00:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2005-08-04T11:57:46.973+04:00</updated><title type='text'>No Time!!</title><content type='html'>The following few lines struck me during the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Marketing Seminar &lt;/span&gt;today!! Slightly on a gloomy note!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-left: 80px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;No Time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-left: 40px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;No time to solve the heart and mind strife&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Is this what we call life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;No time to think, and thoughts are n't clear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;All I think whole day is a 'bright career'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;No time to eat, no time to sleep,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Forget about time to retrospect and to weep.&lt;br /&gt;No time to keep in touch, to wail,&lt;br /&gt;Thankfully, we have the boon of email.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;No time to pursue things that I want to,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Just doing things because I have to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;No time to wonder if this can be called pessimistic,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Or is it that I am being  realistic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;No time to wonder how days are passing by,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Is this the only way to climb high??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11484376-112292657192755835?l=anoopsadani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anoopsadani.blogspot.com/feeds/112292657192755835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11484376&amp;postID=112292657192755835' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11484376/posts/default/112292657192755835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11484376/posts/default/112292657192755835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anoopsadani.blogspot.com/2005/08/no-time.html' title='No Time!!'/><author><name>Anoop</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05276726063207567231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11484376.post-111953832024275448</id><published>2005-06-23T18:48:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2005-06-24T09:18:22.910+04:00</updated><title type='text'>On the path..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;How does it feel when you try something that intimidates you? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I was a kid and the the very mention of it used to scare the hell out of me. I entered college and it still remained a terror to me. One fine day (with lot of apprehension) I tried to break these shackles of self-imposed fear. And then I bought 10 shares of TCS at 1115. Why?? May be I wanted to give it a try - May be I wanted make some easy money - May be I wanted to do what many others are doing day in and day out - Whatever may be this 'may be', but I did it - God knows 'WHY??'!! My state was very similar to a person who tries alcohol for the first time without knowing 'WHY the hell he is doing it'!! Interesting!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was the first time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now what did this do to me!! I started reading the most dreaded newspaper ('The Economic Times'), switched from MTv to CNBC and saw those scrolling numbers everyday. To me, they are still numbers, but I am sure 'someday' they will not be mere numbers to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at the transformation - From a timid guy who was scared that he may lose money if he makes a wrong choice, to a guy who believes that you must take risk if you want to move ahead, otherwise you will have to join-the-mob!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Previously, my 'only' respite from pressures of work was to compose a mail and wave a big big 'hi' to my friends! At times, I felt what a time-kill this is - but my options were limited. Now, I must confess, at times I even forget to check my mails. I visit moneycontrol.com more often than hotmail.com! I am just loving it! Guess, the more I speak of it, the more I will like it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never thought I would be able to talk about these plummetting and rising stocks with my colleagues, friends, my dad!! Never thought that I will blog on a topic like this!! Everything that is happening is 'Never thought of...'!! I hope, in future, I do lot many things which I never thought I would do!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I would like to say is - "There is nothing like uninteresting subject.. there are only uninterested people."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;PS: for all those inquisitive souls - I sold my TCS shares at 1160. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11484376-111953832024275448?l=anoopsadani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anoopsadani.blogspot.com/feeds/111953832024275448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11484376&amp;postID=111953832024275448' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11484376/posts/default/111953832024275448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11484376/posts/default/111953832024275448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anoopsadani.blogspot.com/2005/06/on-path.html' title='On the path..'/><author><name>Anoop</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05276726063207567231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11484376.post-111518510449983851</id><published>2005-05-04T08:43:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2005-08-02T00:00:21.723+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Poem: I am Sorry!!</title><content type='html'>Without a care, without a fear&lt;br /&gt;Was moving with life with no one so dear,&lt;br /&gt;Then came a friend whose words&lt;br /&gt;immediately struck the chords.&lt;br /&gt;Desultory walks under the moonlight,&lt;br /&gt;Serious talks and moments that were light,&lt;br /&gt;Felt comfortable like never before,&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to give more, more and more.&lt;br /&gt;No pretensions, whatsoever,&lt;br /&gt;knew, we will be together - today, tomorrow and forever.&lt;br /&gt;Could n't have asked God for more,&lt;br /&gt;A friend to respect and adore.&lt;br /&gt;Every moment spent together was precious, priceless&lt;br /&gt;The concern, the care, the love - all selfless.&lt;br /&gt;laughed, played, and together everything we shared&lt;br /&gt;Life can't be more blissful, felt like I am blessed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I have this love deplete,&lt;br /&gt;And suffer with the feeling of incomplete.&lt;br /&gt;I acted stupid, I was insane,&lt;br /&gt;Nobody else, but myself to blame.&lt;br /&gt;I apologised and accepted my fault,&lt;br /&gt;cried aloud, "come back friend" with all my heart.&lt;br /&gt;Not once, not twice, many times&lt;br /&gt;Candidly, honestly, with no lies.&lt;br /&gt;Can you not forgive me once&lt;br /&gt;Can't you give me another chance&lt;br /&gt;I need you dear&lt;br /&gt;No more I can endure.&lt;br /&gt;With no one to listen to my grief,&lt;br /&gt;I better keep this one brief,&lt;br /&gt;Don't know what I should do,&lt;br /&gt;But certainly, I will wait for YOU!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11484376-111518510449983851?l=anoopsadani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anoopsadani.blogspot.com/feeds/111518510449983851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11484376&amp;postID=111518510449983851' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11484376/posts/default/111518510449983851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11484376/posts/default/111518510449983851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anoopsadani.blogspot.com/2005/05/poem-i-am-sorry.html' title='Poem: I am Sorry!!'/><author><name>Anoop</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05276726063207567231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry></feed>
