<?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-15609529</id><updated>2011-07-08T02:08:38.696+05:30</updated><title type='text'>All About ME</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sartajgill.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15609529/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sartajgill.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Sartaj Singh Gill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05341293456046572037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_X4FtnjGNcBg/R4xPQCa0-6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/b90m9cTLgMA/S220/ABCD0004.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>9</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15609529.post-916586499048497524</id><published>2009-09-30T01:51:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2009-09-30T02:45:03.701+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Faith</title><content type='html'>Why oh why did you create&lt;div&gt;So many questions in my puny brain&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today tomorrow yesterday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My mind always wanders to this state&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Satnam waheguru&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's what i am listening to&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh almighty&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is what i pray to you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Make each and everyone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Realize that you are the one&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The source of all energy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Limitless as the sun&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Help us imbibe you in our soul&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Strengthen us so we do not sway&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Being in unison with you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Should be our only goal&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Put an end to all the grey&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And make the black never appear&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So that perfect shades of white&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Is all that what will stay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15609529-916586499048497524?l=sartajgill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sartajgill.blogspot.com/feeds/916586499048497524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15609529&amp;postID=916586499048497524' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15609529/posts/default/916586499048497524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15609529/posts/default/916586499048497524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sartajgill.blogspot.com/2009/09/faith.html' title='Faith'/><author><name>Sartaj Singh Gill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05341293456046572037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_X4FtnjGNcBg/R4xPQCa0-6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/b90m9cTLgMA/S220/ABCD0004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15609529.post-5670108418353564254</id><published>2008-04-09T23:00:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2008-04-09T23:26:31.095+05:30</updated><title type='text'>THE ACT</title><content type='html'>I came here to be&lt;br /&gt;But what i see of me&lt;br /&gt;Was it truly my destiny&lt;br /&gt;Is quite an irony&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What i keep on is an act &lt;br /&gt;Did god and i sign this contract&lt;br /&gt;To keep it on or not is an ongoing conflict&lt;br /&gt;And i am unclear which side to shift&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A mask for every moment&lt;br /&gt;Am different for the different&lt;br /&gt;But in this changing of masks&lt;br /&gt;My real face starts to get cracks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With this act enslaving me&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if i ever will be free&lt;br /&gt;With my own image becoming hazy&lt;br /&gt;I am sure this will drive me crazy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why did make this pact&lt;br /&gt;For the world i put up an act&lt;br /&gt;Life and death come from this act&lt;br /&gt;How do i contemplate the fact&lt;br /&gt;And get rid of THE ACT....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15609529-5670108418353564254?l=sartajgill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sartajgill.blogspot.com/feeds/5670108418353564254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15609529&amp;postID=5670108418353564254' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15609529/posts/default/5670108418353564254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15609529/posts/default/5670108418353564254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sartajgill.blogspot.com/2008/04/act.html' title='THE ACT'/><author><name>Sartaj Singh Gill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05341293456046572037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_X4FtnjGNcBg/R4xPQCa0-6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/b90m9cTLgMA/S220/ABCD0004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15609529.post-4650917907513342162</id><published>2008-01-22T00:24:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-01-22T01:11:04.849+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Darkness To Twilight</title><content type='html'>All seemed dark&lt;br /&gt;My life was missing a spark&lt;br /&gt;With little fight left in me&lt;br /&gt;I was like a leafless tree&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mind all numb&lt;br /&gt;I entered looking all dumb&lt;br /&gt;Sat without any heart&lt;br /&gt;But that was just the start&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In came she&lt;br /&gt;And beauty was a small equity&lt;br /&gt;My body and mind&lt;br /&gt;Were in a bind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought she would be haughty&lt;br /&gt;But she was just naughty&lt;br /&gt;Didn't expect her to remain in contact&lt;br /&gt;But was this all just an act&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forever it had been&lt;br /&gt;Touch and go was all i had seen&lt;br /&gt;Did the paths intertwine for a while&lt;br /&gt;Or were they to merge for a long time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was this a call to light&lt;br /&gt;Or another inner fight&lt;br /&gt;Did sunshine beckon me&lt;br /&gt;Or was i just a withered tree&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All i ask from you&lt;br /&gt;And just be true&lt;br /&gt;Will you be my light&lt;br /&gt;Or will this forever be my plight&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15609529-4650917907513342162?l=sartajgill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sartajgill.blogspot.com/feeds/4650917907513342162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15609529&amp;postID=4650917907513342162' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15609529/posts/default/4650917907513342162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15609529/posts/default/4650917907513342162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sartajgill.blogspot.com/2008/01/darkness-to-twilight.html' title='Darkness To Twilight'/><author><name>Sartaj Singh Gill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05341293456046572037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_X4FtnjGNcBg/R4xPQCa0-6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/b90m9cTLgMA/S220/ABCD0004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15609529.post-2027717077196327041</id><published>2007-06-20T16:14:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-06-20T16:23:44.512+05:30</updated><title type='text'>S.O.M 1</title><content type='html'>I Try To Be Free&lt;br /&gt;That Is What I Want Mostly&lt;br /&gt;But Something Does Not Let Me Be&lt;br /&gt;Still I Accept It Fully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joys And Sorrows Are Part Of Me&lt;br /&gt;Yet I Live My Life Treacherously&lt;br /&gt;I Am Like A Lonely Tree&lt;br /&gt;Standing Alone In A Field Of Paddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Be Is To Be What You Want To Be&lt;br /&gt;Still It Is A Muggy Clarity&lt;br /&gt;Challenges Are There For Me To See&lt;br /&gt;They Come And Go Aplenty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Has Taken Away From Me&lt;br /&gt;Will Be Long Before I Come To Parity&lt;br /&gt;I Want To Go On A Searching Spree&lt;br /&gt;To Find What I Lost In Totality.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15609529-2027717077196327041?l=sartajgill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sartajgill.blogspot.com/feeds/2027717077196327041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15609529&amp;postID=2027717077196327041' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15609529/posts/default/2027717077196327041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15609529/posts/default/2027717077196327041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sartajgill.blogspot.com/2007/06/som-1.html' title='S.O.M 1'/><author><name>Sartaj Singh Gill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05341293456046572037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_X4FtnjGNcBg/R4xPQCa0-6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/b90m9cTLgMA/S220/ABCD0004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15609529.post-691674875041437967</id><published>2007-05-30T00:15:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-05-30T00:31:11.707+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Surrounded</title><content type='html'>Known Faces I See&lt;br /&gt;But I Know It Cannot Be&lt;br /&gt;I Try To See&lt;br /&gt;But Darkness Beckons Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People All Around I See&lt;br /&gt;Still I Try To Flee&lt;br /&gt;They Try To Comfort Me&lt;br /&gt;But I Know It Cannot Be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They Reason With Me&lt;br /&gt;But I Do Not Agree&lt;br /&gt;Try To Set Myself Free&lt;br /&gt;But Worldly Shackles Dont Let Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still Not Clear To Me&lt;br /&gt;What I Want To Be&lt;br /&gt;I See Around Me&lt;br /&gt;But There Is None To Be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surrounded I Try To Be&lt;br /&gt;But Loneliness Defines Me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15609529-691674875041437967?l=sartajgill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sartajgill.blogspot.com/feeds/691674875041437967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15609529&amp;postID=691674875041437967' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15609529/posts/default/691674875041437967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15609529/posts/default/691674875041437967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sartajgill.blogspot.com/2007/05/surrounded.html' title='Surrounded'/><author><name>Sartaj Singh Gill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05341293456046572037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_X4FtnjGNcBg/R4xPQCa0-6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/b90m9cTLgMA/S220/ABCD0004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15609529.post-116107679597617493</id><published>2006-10-17T14:32:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-10-17T19:30:05.266+05:30</updated><title type='text'>ARE YOU SURE</title><content type='html'>I Begin To Wonder, That What Lieth Yonder.&lt;br /&gt;But As I Sit And Wonder, I Know I Commit A Blunder.&lt;br /&gt;With Each Of My Breath Counted, I Feel A Little Haunted.&lt;br /&gt;I See No Tomorrow, My Heart Dips In Sorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With No Surety Of Tomorrow Or Day After, I Start Doing Things Faster.&lt;br /&gt;Start Working In Haste, With No Time To Waste.&lt;br /&gt;Live Each Day Fully To It's Merit, As Am Not Sure As To How Many Are Left In My Credit.&lt;br /&gt;Had Left A Lot Of Things For Later, So The Work For Me Is Greater.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love Is A Beautiful Thing, Something To Which I Really Want To Cling.&lt;br /&gt;Am Not Particularly Looking For A Fling, But Will Accept Whatever My Luck Would Bring.&lt;br /&gt;From My Past I Have Learnt, That If You Decline What You Get Someone's Heart Gets Burnt.&lt;br /&gt;Cannot Persuade Her More, All I Can Say Is Are You Sure?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Future We Do Not Know, What You Reap Is What You Sow.&lt;br /&gt;Time Waits For None, The Moment Will Soon Be Gone.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing Much To Do, Just Wait For fate To Come Through.&lt;br /&gt;All I Can Say To you, Directly From me To You.&lt;br /&gt;Are You Sure............?&lt;br /&gt;Are You Sure............?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15609529-116107679597617493?l=sartajgill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sartajgill.blogspot.com/feeds/116107679597617493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15609529&amp;postID=116107679597617493' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15609529/posts/default/116107679597617493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15609529/posts/default/116107679597617493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sartajgill.blogspot.com/2006/10/are-you-sure.html' title='ARE YOU SURE'/><author><name>Sartaj Singh Gill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05341293456046572037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_X4FtnjGNcBg/R4xPQCa0-6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/b90m9cTLgMA/S220/ABCD0004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15609529.post-115549407653332764</id><published>2006-08-13T23:25:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-10-13T21:32:45.173+05:30</updated><title type='text'>THE GOLDEN BIRD</title><content type='html'>It Flew High,I Saw It Go Right By.&lt;br /&gt;It Was Free,Tried To Catch It But It Would Flee.&lt;br /&gt;It Did For A Moment Perch,On A Nearby Birch.&lt;br /&gt;It Flew Without Care,But That Day I Had No Time To Spare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw It Again The Next Day,It Was Ready To Play.&lt;br /&gt;I Heard It's Melodious Chirp,It Belonged To The Sparrow Stirp.&lt;br /&gt;I Was Having Imbrigh,That Day It Flew Very High,&lt;br /&gt;Saw It As Far As My Eyes Could Fly,Then It Fell From The Sky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Felt My Heart Jump,My Throat Had A Big Lump.&lt;br /&gt;It Fell With A Thud,There Wasnt Anything That I Could.&lt;br /&gt;Ran Over To See,It Looked As It Were Free.&lt;br /&gt;Heard A Faint Tweet,It Still Was Melodious And Sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It Looked In My Eye,I Couldnt See Why.&lt;br /&gt;Tried To Hold On,But Soon It Was Gone.&lt;br /&gt;It Still In My Palm,Looked Peaceful And Calm.&lt;br /&gt;It Wanished From My Hand,It Had Left For The Trusted Land.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All It Tried Was To Fly High,Was That The Reason It Had To Die.&lt;br /&gt;Was It Here Just To Fly,Or It Came To Open My Eye.&lt;br /&gt;Heard The Tweet Once Again,And It Started To Rain.&lt;br /&gt;I Stand There And Cry,As Time Flies By.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15609529-115549407653332764?l=sartajgill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sartajgill.blogspot.com/feeds/115549407653332764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15609529&amp;postID=115549407653332764' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15609529/posts/default/115549407653332764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15609529/posts/default/115549407653332764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sartajgill.blogspot.com/2006/08/golden-bird.html' title='THE GOLDEN BIRD'/><author><name>Sartaj Singh Gill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05341293456046572037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_X4FtnjGNcBg/R4xPQCa0-6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/b90m9cTLgMA/S220/ABCD0004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15609529.post-115537685170847419</id><published>2006-08-12T15:24:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-09-05T23:09:17.300+05:30</updated><title type='text'>T'was The Sea</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;T'WAS THE SEA,THAT DROWNED THE THOUSANDTH MAN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;AGAINST IT'S WILL,THERE IS NOT MUCH THAT ONE CAN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;IT ROARED AND POURED,TORE ME SHIP APART.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I SAW ME CREW,THEY CAME TO SEE AS NONE WAS SMART.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;IT'S HUNGER NOT SATISFIED,CAME AND DEVOURED WHAT REMAINTH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;T'WAS ME ALONE IN ME CABIN,HAD LOST ALL ME FAITH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;HEARING THE SEA UP SO CLOSE,COULD DO NOTHING BUT WAIT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;THUNDER STRUCK ME LOVE,THERE WAS NOW NO CONSTRAINT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;REACHING THE DECK I CHALLENGED THE SEA,COME FIGHT WITH ME.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;T'WAS THE CRACKLE OF ME VOICE,THE SEA LET ME BE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;THE SEA CAME TO REST,MY LOVE WAS RESTING HER HEAD IN MY PALM.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;COULD DO NOTHING,SHE LAY STILL AND CALM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;HER EYES SAID GOODBYE,AND I KNEW SHE WAS GONE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;KISSED HER LIPS,AND TIME WENT ON.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;LOOKING AROUND I FOUND NO MATE,COULDN'T THINK STRAIGHT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ME SHIP WAS IN TATTERS,THE FEELING WAS NOT AT ALL GREAT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;THERE WERE BLACK CLOUDS,STILL LOOMING ON MY HEAD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;WITH NO HOPE TO CLING ON TO,I WAS AS GOOD AS DEAD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;THEY SAY,AFTER THE STORM THERE IS A RAY OF LIGHT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;BUT I KNEW,THAT MY FUTURE WAS NOT AT ALL BRIGHT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;T'WAS THE SEA,THAT MADE ME A CAPPY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;T'WAS THE SEA,THAT MADE ME HAPPY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;T'WAS THE SEA,THAT MADE ME ALONE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;T'WAS THE SEA,THAT WAS THE REASON THAT I WAS GONE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;T'WAS THE SEA.....................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;T'WAS THE SEA.....................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;P.S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Contrary To Popular Belief This Is Not Picked Up It's My Original Work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15609529-115537685170847419?l=sartajgill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sartajgill.blogspot.com/feeds/115537685170847419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15609529&amp;postID=115537685170847419' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15609529/posts/default/115537685170847419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15609529/posts/default/115537685170847419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sartajgill.blogspot.com/2006/08/twas-sea.html' title='T&apos;was The Sea'/><author><name>Sartaj Singh Gill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05341293456046572037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_X4FtnjGNcBg/R4xPQCa0-6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/b90m9cTLgMA/S220/ABCD0004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15609529.post-115524767912127670</id><published>2006-08-11T02:54:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2006-10-17T19:24:03.956+05:30</updated><title type='text'>LOST</title><content type='html'>On 24th of june my whole world just tore apart.The lord took away one thing that was most precious to me my younger brother.He was just 16.I mean what wrong could have a kid that age done.What i dont understand is the system of the almighty.My parents have been slogging it out all through their life only to make mine and his life that much easy and what do they recieve for all their toil and hard work??Their younger boy is taken away from them.&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;strong&gt;MY BROTHER IS LOST&lt;/strong&gt; and i miss him like anything.I dont know if i will be the same ever again.How will this void be filled??I feel like crying but cant as i know that if my family sees me like that then they will break and now i am their sole support.&lt;br /&gt;   Was God's decision wrong??Absolutely... I cant think of any reason that will explain his untimely demise.But that hasnt lifted my faith from the almighty i dont know why.&lt;br /&gt;   We keep on thinking that after this we will do that and after that we will do that so on and so forth but are we certain that we are going to be here tomorrow.It really got me thinking that nothing is for certain and yet we think that it is and keep on living and dreaming in a dreamworld of sorts.We save,dream,plan,strive,aspire for the future.......But what if &lt;strong&gt;THERE IS&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;NO FUTURE??? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15609529-115524767912127670?l=sartajgill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sartajgill.blogspot.com/feeds/115524767912127670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15609529&amp;postID=115524767912127670' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15609529/posts/default/115524767912127670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15609529/posts/default/115524767912127670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sartajgill.blogspot.com/2006/08/lost_10.html' title='LOST'/><author><name>Sartaj Singh Gill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05341293456046572037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_X4FtnjGNcBg/R4xPQCa0-6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/b90m9cTLgMA/S220/ABCD0004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry></feed>
