<?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-12895229</id><updated>2011-09-27T07:16:38.195-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bard Expressions</title><subtitle type='html'>Bard Expressions...
Bard - a poet, especially a lyric poet...  
Expressing your inner feelings with words ...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bardexpressions.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12895229/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bardexpressions.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Harsha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='34' height='8' src='http://www.info-sourcing.com/images/top_logo.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>26</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12895229.post-2486089069826348893</id><published>2011-09-13T08:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-13T08:28:56.449-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #222222; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What is your Belief??&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #222222; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #222222; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;When its kept in form or a shape then its God&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #222222; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;When belief and rituals are kept in practice its Culture&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #222222; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;If Belief cease to exists, what sits next to you is Vulture&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #222222; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #222222; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;Man made culture, man made yogurt, easy to make and spoil&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #222222; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;If its served and practiced right, you keep God in shape&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #222222; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;If Belief cease to exists, so does the God.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #222222; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;- Haha&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;(after watching all&amp;nbsp;Ganesha&amp;nbsp;idols immersed in water and the following day people walking all over it to collect recycling materials)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12895229-2486089069826348893?l=bardexpressions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bardexpressions.blogspot.com/feeds/2486089069826348893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12895229&amp;postID=2486089069826348893&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12895229/posts/default/2486089069826348893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12895229/posts/default/2486089069826348893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bardexpressions.blogspot.com/2011/09/what-is-your-belief-when-its-kept-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Harsha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='34' height='8' src='http://www.info-sourcing.com/images/top_logo.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12895229.post-1235201142797183875</id><published>2011-08-12T08:00:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-12T08:00:44.619-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Transformation</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Born in the world of transformation&lt;br /&gt;Realized bit late, life had already started,&lt;br /&gt;been manipulated and put in a fishbowl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thoughts ran wildly, tried to change my designs,&lt;br /&gt;dream of jumpin the bowl and start a new life&lt;br /&gt;all looked hopeless in a fishbowl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were left singing high&lt;br /&gt;"we didn't start the fire, It was always burning,&lt;br /&gt;Since the world's been turning"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all are evloving, transforming into in-human practices&lt;br /&gt;it's a process, its inevitable, no man&lt;br /&gt;can reverse it, but be part of transformation....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12895229-1235201142797183875?l=bardexpressions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bardexpressions.blogspot.com/feeds/1235201142797183875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12895229&amp;postID=1235201142797183875&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12895229/posts/default/1235201142797183875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12895229/posts/default/1235201142797183875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bardexpressions.blogspot.com/2011/08/transformation.html' title='Transformation'/><author><name>Harsha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='34' height='8' src='http://www.info-sourcing.com/images/top_logo.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12895229.post-3454658295405778606</id><published>2011-08-12T08:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-12T08:00:21.898-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Save - Ctrl+S</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can't save anything in this world&lt;br /&gt;yet you press "Ctrl+s" on your keyboard&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't belong to you, yet you try saving&lt;br /&gt;you can't take it with you, yet you want to save&lt;br /&gt;you have no control over it, but you like to save&lt;br /&gt;you can't just hold it let it go&lt;br /&gt;you can't save this world, you have to let it go&lt;br /&gt;Try not to save but be part of this life&lt;br /&gt;Life is all about experiencing and not saving...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12895229-3454658295405778606?l=bardexpressions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bardexpressions.blogspot.com/feeds/3454658295405778606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12895229&amp;postID=3454658295405778606&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12895229/posts/default/3454658295405778606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12895229/posts/default/3454658295405778606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bardexpressions.blogspot.com/2011/08/save-ctrls.html' title='Save - Ctrl+S'/><author><name>Harsha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='34' height='8' src='http://www.info-sourcing.com/images/top_logo.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12895229.post-4658253626934998098</id><published>2011-08-12T07:59:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-12T07:59:23.107-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stop N Go Smiles</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Autumn is here, faded leaves look down&lt;br /&gt;as the last rain sweeps the ground&lt;br /&gt;Over the horizon, sun sets with the evening traffic&lt;br /&gt;People rushing to be united with family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rush hour, speedy vehicles drive by,&lt;br /&gt;You come to stand still, to let others go by&lt;br /&gt;Another intersection brings me to a stop&lt;br /&gt;letting passer-by cross to their destiny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watching the crowd, my eyes&lt;br /&gt;meet with another eagerly looking eyes&lt;br /&gt;there stopped my heartbeat to the passer-by's smile&lt;br /&gt;It's green gotta go, but I do think abt the smile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Share a smile on your face after office hours&lt;br /&gt;It cheers up travellers, bring your smile&lt;br /&gt;at every stop and intersections&lt;br /&gt;and let the smile travel its way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I eagerly wait at every intersections and stops&lt;br /&gt;for that one good smile that keeps the hope&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for a stop and go smile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12895229-4658253626934998098?l=bardexpressions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bardexpressions.blogspot.com/feeds/4658253626934998098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12895229&amp;postID=4658253626934998098&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12895229/posts/default/4658253626934998098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12895229/posts/default/4658253626934998098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bardexpressions.blogspot.com/2011/08/stop-n-go-smiles.html' title='Stop N Go Smiles'/><author><name>Harsha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='34' height='8' src='http://www.info-sourcing.com/images/top_logo.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12895229.post-5665201813007160835</id><published>2011-08-12T07:58:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-12T07:58:44.524-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Owls of IT</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's Dark, time for night birds&lt;br /&gt;I'm travelling, traffic is calm, weather is colder&lt;br /&gt;Sitting in concrete jungle, waiting for prey&lt;br /&gt;hearing to IT phone rings, wondering why am I working so late&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are the flying birds of the night, we fly together&lt;br /&gt;at times all alone, in the Citi which never sleeps&lt;br /&gt;Moon is our new sun, Instant messages are our distant friends&lt;br /&gt;We live here and work there, wondering why i work so late&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our parents are flashback, our kids are dreams&lt;br /&gt;Our jobs pushes our clocks&lt;br /&gt;We are the IT Owls and we gladly accept being the night riders&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12895229-5665201813007160835?l=bardexpressions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bardexpressions.blogspot.com/feeds/5665201813007160835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12895229&amp;postID=5665201813007160835&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12895229/posts/default/5665201813007160835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12895229/posts/default/5665201813007160835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bardexpressions.blogspot.com/2011/08/owls-of-it.html' title='Owls of IT'/><author><name>Harsha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='34' height='8' src='http://www.info-sourcing.com/images/top_logo.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12895229.post-5055621985097599812</id><published>2011-08-12T07:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-12T07:58:08.984-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Other Side of Outsourcing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ding dong bell&lt;br /&gt;Is ram(a) in the cell?&lt;br /&gt;Ask him to get his dell&lt;br /&gt;Let's chat to gel&lt;br /&gt;I consult my client and tell&lt;br /&gt;to buy the software, now I'm able to sell&lt;br /&gt;Else my mortgage will be in hell&lt;br /&gt;and I will be in deep well&lt;br /&gt;So I sit here and yell&lt;br /&gt;wake up ram(a), its ringing ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12895229-5055621985097599812?l=bardexpressions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bardexpressions.blogspot.com/feeds/5055621985097599812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12895229&amp;postID=5055621985097599812&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12895229/posts/default/5055621985097599812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12895229/posts/default/5055621985097599812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bardexpressions.blogspot.com/2011/08/other-side-of-outsourcing.html' title='Other Side of Outsourcing'/><author><name>Harsha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='34' height='8' src='http://www.info-sourcing.com/images/top_logo.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12895229.post-3929816368947363370</id><published>2010-07-09T10:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-09T10:27:58.577-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Toxic</title><content type='html'>It's dangerous, its spilling, can't avoid it&lt;br /&gt;can't resist but consume it, it's toxic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's in air, in water, it's in nature&lt;br /&gt;It's everywhere and it's in me, it's toxic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's infecting, It's contagious, it's killing&lt;br /&gt;It's taking over, it's toxic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm intoxicated, I'm toxic tolerant&lt;br /&gt;oh no, what have I done to me, now &lt;b&gt;I'm a toxic&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12895229-3929816368947363370?l=bardexpressions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bardexpressions.blogspot.com/feeds/3929816368947363370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12895229&amp;postID=3929816368947363370&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12895229/posts/default/3929816368947363370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12895229/posts/default/3929816368947363370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bardexpressions.blogspot.com/2010/07/toxic.html' title='Toxic'/><author><name>Harsha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='34' height='8' src='http://www.info-sourcing.com/images/top_logo.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12895229.post-4016887160899550670</id><published>2010-07-06T22:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-07T04:19:48.435-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Being Mesmerized</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Mesmerized&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we wake up to Cuckoo's charming music,&lt;br /&gt;the hustle bustle traffic, sippin my morning brew&lt;br /&gt;I watch birds fly away from nest,&lt;br /&gt;cloudy days ahead waiting to be mesmerized.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Driving through the traffic, it looks closer&lt;br /&gt;yet feels farther, honk, donk &amp;amp; dings&lt;br /&gt;at times you are inch closer to know them&lt;br /&gt;yet you make your way out and be mesmerized.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strangers? few words exchanged you know&lt;br /&gt;their personal stories, feelings &amp;amp; expressions&lt;br /&gt;its life all around, loneliness is distant dream,&lt;br /&gt;and you will be mesmerized to&amp;nbsp;believe&amp;nbsp;it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You meet Nicky, Nitisha, Natasha or shah's&lt;br /&gt;you share views, expressions and feelings&lt;br /&gt;you are step closer to be mesmerized&lt;br /&gt;you are in the world of being mesmerized.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12895229-4016887160899550670?l=bardexpressions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://www.info-sourcing.com/images/top_logo.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12895229.post-112238637810604178</id><published>2005-07-26T06:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-01T20:31:00.353-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Companion</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walking in the yellow woods of daylight,&lt;br /&gt;I watch my friend following me, sometimes&lt;br /&gt;in the front, in the back and few times next to me&lt;br /&gt;We walk with same pace; we laugh and share jokes,&lt;br /&gt;We even sleep together and wake up to the daylight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As dusk nears the horizon, my friend disappears into dark,&lt;br /&gt;leaving me alone to face the evil, I look around for a companion&lt;br /&gt;Where did my friend go, is he in good hands?&lt;br /&gt;I wonder he might be inside me during the dark,&lt;br /&gt;taking shelter and being protected to reappear in the radiance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My eyes glance through the lonely streets of broken dreams&lt;br /&gt;I walk alone in the dark, hoping to see the light,&lt;br /&gt;and to see my friend walking along with me,&lt;br /&gt;as we walk, hand in hand, step by step, I realize&lt;br /&gt;my friend, friend of my dreams, is the "shadow" (man) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12895229-112238637810604178?l=bardexpressions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bardexpressions.blogspot.com/feeds/112238637810604178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12895229&amp;postID=112238637810604178&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12895229/posts/default/112238637810604178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12895229/posts/default/112238637810604178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bardexpressions.blogspot.com/2005/07/my-companion.html' title='My Companion'/><author><name>Harsha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='34' height='8' src='http://www.info-sourcing.com/images/top_logo.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12895229.post-111724477669241357</id><published>2005-05-27T18:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-01T20:30:52.126-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Moving is a pain</title><content type='html'>Moving is a pain ...&lt;br /&gt;We are moving from SFO to BLR, from NY to LA, we are moving...&lt;br /&gt;It is such a pain, packing and unpacking&lt;br /&gt;It is such a pain to adapt to new place,&lt;br /&gt;moving is such a pain....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I guess moving is not so painful,&lt;br /&gt;earth moves, wheels move, currency moves,&lt;br /&gt;everything moves, life is all about movement,&lt;br /&gt;baby moves in womb too lets the mother feel the pain and pleasure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving is part of change, change is constant...&lt;br /&gt;things that don't move, or was not anticiapting the move&lt;br /&gt;when asked to move, feels the pain&lt;br /&gt;so always look around for your cheese, before you yell&lt;br /&gt;who moved my cheese in desperation...&lt;br /&gt;moving is not really a &lt;strong&gt;pain&lt;/strong&gt;, moving our &lt;strong&gt;feelings &lt;/strong&gt;is a pain...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Haha (Written on 20th May'05 - well my visa status is unknown and I might have to move to bangalore or god knows where next as long it is not painful, i will move :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12895229-111724477669241357?l=bardexpressions.blogspot.com' 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src='http://www.info-sourcing.com/images/top_logo.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12895229.post-111724377141700186</id><published>2005-05-27T18:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-01T20:30:40.660-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bard's Computing Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/0/2248/640/Penguin-Computing.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;(If else …end if)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;If you have the desire of being a bard&lt;br /&gt;.....Then you could grab your pen and thoughts&lt;br /&gt;.....And make a difference in your life&lt;br /&gt;Else you could read other bards' expressions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Do while .... loop)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once you are a bard then, 'Do while' expressions begins&lt;br /&gt;....All your expressions flow out into the poetic world&lt;br /&gt;....You scribble on paper, notepad, sometimes you store in your memory&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;(For I = 1 to 100)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;For every poem you write starting from one to several hundreds&lt;br /&gt;....You realize the potential of your brain to think&lt;br /&gt;....and to express deeply hidden truths and expressions of nature…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Product development/SDLC)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You start to accumulate poems one after another in pages,&lt;br /&gt;Soon you would have filed to form a book of several pages,&lt;br /&gt;Several pages lead to books; several books pile up in your library&lt;br /&gt;You name them in several versions based on year of publication&lt;br /&gt;And you start to attract audience,&lt;br /&gt;willing to pay and read You maintain loyal customers,&lt;br /&gt;who appreciate your work of art&lt;br /&gt;Very soon you complete a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;full life cycle of bard development&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Haha (Written on May 15th 05, comparing life of a bard and a geek, i don't see any difference in life cycle :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12895229-111724377141700186?l=bardexpressions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bardexpressions.blogspot.com/feeds/111724377141700186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12895229&amp;postID=111724377141700186&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12895229/posts/default/111724377141700186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12895229/posts/default/111724377141700186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bardexpressions.blogspot.com/2005/05/bards-computing-life.html' title='Bard&apos;s Computing Life'/><author><name>Harsha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='34' height='8' src='http://www.info-sourcing.com/images/top_logo.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12895229.post-111613193005995953</id><published>2005-05-14T21:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-01T20:30:26.650-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Desire, hidden in a Wrapper</title><content type='html'>I sit in a box of desire, wrapped up dazzling&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for passerby's to pick me up.&lt;br /&gt;I taste scrumptious, that people find it hard to resist&lt;br /&gt;I come in different color and shapes and flavors&lt;br /&gt;And I'm wrapped in a wrapper ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Juvenile like me, adults hate me, and elderly discard me&lt;br /&gt;I sit in the box, teasing all the young ones&lt;br /&gt;Testing their desires to let lose and to pick me up&lt;br /&gt;Can you resist your desires, from dazzling, scrumptious?&lt;br /&gt;I sit there to be picked up …&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Humans can't resist their desire, but their experience do so,&lt;br /&gt;As they mature they defy such temptations,&lt;br /&gt;temptations that are wrapped around me, the desire.&lt;br /&gt;Every time, I see a wrapper dazzling in air,&lt;br /&gt;I smile to myself not anymore; I know what's behind the wrapper&lt;br /&gt;the hidden chocolate , the concealed desire….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Haha (Written on May 14th, 11:30 am est)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr width="100%"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12895229-111613193005995953?l=bardexpressions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://www.info-sourcing.com/images/top_logo.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12895229.post-111613159893217536</id><published>2005-05-14T21:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-01T20:30:17.063-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Walking with (mother) nature</title><content type='html'>Walking along the beach, feeling my feet get wet&lt;br /&gt;Holding my mothers hand, feeling the sun in my eyes&lt;br /&gt;I walk with my mother, and we walk with the nature&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We grow up with joys and sorrows, walking slowly&lt;br /&gt;Through all walks of life, holding onto memories&lt;br /&gt;That we liked and disliked of this life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I turn around and say good bye as I move forward&lt;br /&gt;Leaving the pale looking eyes, I move on&lt;br /&gt;With nature to make my family&lt;br /&gt;I look above the sky to see birds do the same, flocking&lt;br /&gt;Along with its friends to new destiny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ponder if I did right moving away from my parents&lt;br /&gt;I think of holding their hands and constantly looking for them.&lt;br /&gt;As I go deeper in my thought, another hand clinches to me,&lt;br /&gt;Just then I realize it is my kid, walking along with me&lt;br /&gt;Holding my hand, feeling the sun and walking along with us&lt;br /&gt;I see the past, the present and the future,&lt;br /&gt;While I walk along with the nature....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Haha (Written on Friday May 13th, 05)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr width="100%"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12895229-111613159893217536?l=bardexpressions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bardexpressions.blogspot.com/feeds/111613159893217536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12895229&amp;postID=111613159893217536&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12895229/posts/default/111613159893217536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12895229/posts/default/111613159893217536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bardexpressions.blogspot.com/2005/05/walking-with-mother-nature.html' title='Walking with (mother) nature'/><author><name>Harsha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='34' height='8' src='http://www.info-sourcing.com/images/top_logo.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12895229.post-111613127217160028</id><published>2005-05-14T21:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-01T20:30:01.920-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life is all about time</title><content type='html'>Life is all about time,&lt;br /&gt;and time revolves around women,&lt;br /&gt;women in form of mother, sister, wife and daughter&lt;br /&gt;mother in north, sister in east,&lt;br /&gt;wife in south, daughter in west,&lt;br /&gt;it ticks like a clock from north to south and east to west.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As man phases in and out of this life,&lt;br /&gt;we cross this circle of women,&lt;br /&gt;for every second, minute and hour, as we count,&lt;br /&gt;count, which we all call it as time,&lt;br /&gt;time, it is all that we remember in our life..&lt;br /&gt;Let's recap, life is all about time ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Haha (Written on May 08th, 05 2:36 PM EST)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr width="100%"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12895229-111613127217160028?l=bardexpressions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bardexpressions.blogspot.com/feeds/111613127217160028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12895229&amp;postID=111613127217160028&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12895229/posts/default/111613127217160028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12895229/posts/default/111613127217160028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bardexpressions.blogspot.com/2005/05/life-is-all-about-time.html' title='Life is all about time'/><author><name>Harsha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='34' height='8' src='http://www.info-sourcing.com/images/top_logo.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12895229.post-111609544857817737</id><published>2005-05-14T11:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-01T20:29:26.930-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Learning the act of pleasing</title><content type='html'>Winds gust, rain decants, fire blazes&lt;br /&gt;Plants stoop, flowers bloom, birds chant&lt;br /&gt;all this seen in the mind of a pleaser&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Winds gusting to the far off land, breezing the heat&lt;br /&gt;Rain decants to barren land, to bring life&lt;br /&gt;Fire blazes to burn the evil, to please the good&lt;br /&gt;an act of pleasing by nature&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plants stoop, to the gusty winds&lt;br /&gt;Flowers bloom to the decanting rains&lt;br /&gt;Birds chant to the blazing fires&lt;br /&gt;bringing life to its shape, an act of pleasing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are all pleased with nature, day after day&lt;br /&gt;Yet we do so little to please others, without returns&lt;br /&gt;Ohh mother please forgive us for being insensible&lt;br /&gt;we are learning the act of pleasing....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Haha (Written May 05)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr width="100%"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12895229-111609544857817737?l=bardexpressions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bardexpressions.blogspot.com/feeds/111609544857817737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12895229&amp;postID=111609544857817737&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12895229/posts/default/111609544857817737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12895229/posts/default/111609544857817737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bardexpressions.blogspot.com/2005/05/learning-act-of-pleasing.html' title='Learning the act of pleasing'/><author><name>Harsha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='34' height='8' src='http://www.info-sourcing.com/images/top_logo.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12895229.post-111609520257464208</id><published>2005-05-14T11:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-01T20:29:12.680-07:00</updated><title type='text'>To Be OR Not To Be (2BRNot2B)</title><content type='html'>To be or Not to be..... also read as 2BRNot2B&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is all about &lt;strong&gt;2BRNot2B&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2B in home or Not2B&lt;br /&gt;2B in this job or Not2B&lt;br /&gt;2B with your friends or Not2B&lt;br /&gt;2B as couples or Not2B&lt;br /&gt;2B with your parents or Not2B&lt;br /&gt;2B in this country or Not2B&lt;br /&gt;2B in this world or Not2B&lt;br /&gt;2B born again or Not2B&lt;br /&gt;Where ever you go, u still think&lt;br /&gt;should I B or Not 2B&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Haha ( Written on May 6th 2005, based on my friend's Instant messenger nick name)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr width="100%"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12895229-111609520257464208?l=bardexpressions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bardexpressions.blogspot.com/feeds/111609520257464208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12895229&amp;postID=111609520257464208&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12895229/posts/default/111609520257464208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12895229/posts/default/111609520257464208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bardexpressions.blogspot.com/2005/05/to-be-or-not-to-be-2brnot2b.html' title='To Be OR Not To Be (2BRNot2B)'/><author><name>Harsha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='34' height='8' src='http://www.info-sourcing.com/images/top_logo.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12895229.post-111609477650054375</id><published>2005-05-14T11:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-01T20:28:55.266-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Different faces of Hope</title><content type='html'>Hope, like to have it so I can &lt;strong&gt;C&lt;/strong&gt;ope&lt;br /&gt;Hope, I don't end up in &lt;strong&gt;D&lt;/strong&gt;ope&lt;br /&gt;Hope, things go right else we will &lt;strong&gt;E&lt;/strong&gt;lope&lt;br /&gt;Hope, without it I &lt;strong&gt;G&lt;/strong&gt;rope (fumble)&lt;br /&gt;Hope, that's the only &lt;strong&gt;H&lt;/strong&gt;ope&lt;br /&gt;Hope, is needed to &lt;strong&gt;L&lt;/strong&gt;ope (sprint)&lt;br /&gt;Hope, is the only thing to &lt;strong&gt;M&lt;/strong&gt;ope (hang around)&lt;br /&gt;Hope, if that's not there then my answers are all &lt;strong&gt;N&lt;/strong&gt;ope&lt;br /&gt;Hope, that we will soon have a new &lt;strong&gt;P&lt;/strong&gt;ope&lt;br /&gt;Hope, is like having a &lt;strong&gt;R&lt;/strong&gt;ope&lt;br /&gt;Hope, I will use the technology &lt;strong&gt;S&lt;/strong&gt;oap (Simple Object Access protocol)&lt;br /&gt;Hope, all of OUR hopes are called &lt;strong&gt;V&lt;/strong&gt;ope (We hope)&lt;br /&gt;Hope, that's what the yo man calls it &lt;strong&gt;Y&lt;/strong&gt;ope (Yo Hope)&lt;br /&gt;Hope when it stays as a hope it may be in &lt;strong&gt;Z&lt;/strong&gt;ope (Zzzz Hope)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Haha (Written in Apr 05. If u read the first character of last word in each line then you will see it is in ascending order, last 3 was for kicks ... this was written when we lost Pope John paul)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr width="100%"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12895229-111609477650054375?l=bardexpressions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bardexpressions.blogspot.com/feeds/111609477650054375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12895229&amp;postID=111609477650054375&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12895229/posts/default/111609477650054375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12895229/posts/default/111609477650054375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bardexpressions.blogspot.com/2005/05/different-faces-of-hope.html' title='Different faces of Hope'/><author><name>Harsha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='34' height='8' src='http://www.info-sourcing.com/images/top_logo.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12895229.post-111609454906467734</id><published>2005-05-14T11:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-01T20:28:46.683-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Who is my Master?</title><content type='html'>Your mind is like a closet&lt;br /&gt;Yor have different clothes for different season&lt;br /&gt;Your mind too has different expressions&lt;br /&gt;You wear them when you want them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You store new and old thoughts in the closet&lt;br /&gt;Some of them bite dust sitting to be retrieved&lt;br /&gt;some of them wore out, being worn&lt;br /&gt;and you, the master decides to clean them or keep them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You thought you were the master of your brain,&lt;br /&gt;yet your brain decides what to keep and what to forget&lt;br /&gt;you are just the master of closet&lt;br /&gt;and your brain is master of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Haha (Written Apr 4th 2005)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr width="100%"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12895229-111609454906467734?l=bardexpressions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bardexpressions.blogspot.com/feeds/111609454906467734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12895229&amp;postID=111609454906467734&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12895229/posts/default/111609454906467734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12895229/posts/default/111609454906467734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bardexpressions.blogspot.com/2005/05/who-is-my-master.html' title='Who is my Master?'/><author><name>Harsha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='34' height='8' src='http://www.info-sourcing.com/images/top_logo.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12895229.post-111609429768062636</id><published>2005-05-14T11:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-01T20:28:35.736-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Walk Alone</title><content type='html'>Traveling alone as a stranger, amongst strangers&lt;br /&gt;your eyes look for a companion,&lt;br /&gt;a companion to share your thoughts during your commute,&lt;br /&gt;a commute in the wilderness of the weather, you walk alone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see the weather glide by,leaves fall by, time flies by&lt;br /&gt;and my dreams filled with hope, hope the anchor to my life&lt;br /&gt;we enter and exit this circle of life,lonely&lt;br /&gt;in midst of this life we look for a companion&lt;br /&gt;and we still walk alone ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Haha (Written in Mar 2005 when I was travelling to work in Washnigton DC)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr width="100%"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12895229-111609429768062636?l=bardexpressions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bardexpressions.blogspot.com/feeds/111609429768062636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12895229&amp;postID=111609429768062636&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12895229/posts/default/111609429768062636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12895229/posts/default/111609429768062636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bardexpressions.blogspot.com/2005/05/walk-alone.html' title='Walk Alone'/><author><name>Harsha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='34' height='8' src='http://www.info-sourcing.com/images/top_logo.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12895229.post-111609410064670186</id><published>2005-05-14T11:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-01T20:28:27.446-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What Gift Can I Give?</title><content type='html'>It is his birthday, it is their marriage, it is their festival&lt;br /&gt;ohh what gift could i give for the occassion?&lt;br /&gt;maybe chocolates, tiffany glassware, maybe apparel or&lt;br /&gt;maybe precious stones or maybe even cash&lt;br /&gt;I'm confused what &lt;strong&gt;gift &lt;/strong&gt;can I give?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deep down your heart you can give &lt;strong&gt;two&lt;/strong&gt; kind of gifts&lt;br /&gt;the one which you see &lt;strong&gt;outside&lt;/strong&gt; of you,&lt;br /&gt;the one which you have &lt;strong&gt;inside&lt;/strong&gt; of you,&lt;br /&gt;the gifts that you can give from your mind, body and soul&lt;br /&gt;they are inside of you, rest outside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, are these of any comparison to the gifts outside ?&lt;br /&gt;Gifts which can make a difference to Life&lt;br /&gt;which are as wide as the blue sky&lt;br /&gt;and tall as the mountains so high&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You could wish somebody good luck, you could gift somebody your organs&lt;br /&gt;you could gift your precious time, you could gift your life,&lt;br /&gt;your could gift your inside, touch their life&lt;br /&gt;you know it and you can do it&lt;br /&gt;yet - you still ponder &lt;strong&gt;what gift to give&lt;/strong&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Haha (Written in Mar 2005)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr width="100%"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12895229-111609410064670186?l=bardexpressions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bardexpressions.blogspot.com/feeds/111609410064670186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12895229&amp;postID=111609410064670186&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12895229/posts/default/111609410064670186'/><link 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/&gt;You and me go behind the &lt;strong&gt;CRACK&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;playing all the &lt;strong&gt;RAP&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets get together to &lt;strong&gt;WRAP&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and share all your &lt;strong&gt;CRACKS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Haha (Written Oct 12th, 1:05 am est while I was looking for few software crack codes ...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr width="100%"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12895229-111609382813868319?l=bardexpressions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bardexpressions.blogspot.com/feeds/111609382813868319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12895229&amp;postID=111609382813868319&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12895229/posts/default/111609382813868319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12895229/posts/default/111609382813868319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bardexpressions.blogspot.com/2005/05/software-cracks.html' title='Software Cracks'/><author><name>Harsha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='34' height='8' src='http://www.info-sourcing.com/images/top_logo.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12895229.post-111609352852708791</id><published>2005-05-14T10:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-01T20:27:30.850-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hide and Seek</title><content type='html'>In look there was &lt;strong&gt;beauty&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In beauty there was &lt;strong&gt;age&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In age there was &lt;strong&gt;youth&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In youth there was &lt;strong&gt;truth&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the face there was a &lt;strong&gt;smile&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In smile there was &lt;strong&gt;sparkle&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In sparkle there was &lt;strong&gt;glow&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In glow I could feel the &lt;strong&gt;blow&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the name there is an &lt;strong&gt;identity&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In identity there is a &lt;strong&gt;person&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In person there is a &lt;strong&gt;life&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In life there is a &lt;strong&gt;value&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Haha (Written in 2003)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr width="100%"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12895229-111609352852708791?l=bardexpressions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bardexpressions.blogspot.com/feeds/111609352852708791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12895229&amp;postID=111609352852708791&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12895229/posts/default/111609352852708791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12895229/posts/default/111609352852708791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bardexpressions.blogspot.com/2005/05/hide-and-seek.html' title='Hide and Seek'/><author><name>Harsha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='34' height='8' src='http://www.info-sourcing.com/images/top_logo.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12895229.post-111609327839451787</id><published>2005-05-14T10:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-01T20:27:20.806-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life is a Wonder</title><content type='html'>Life is a Wonder&lt;br /&gt;Ever wondered why life starts with a cry,&lt;br /&gt;the cry which wakes you up in the night,&lt;br /&gt;feeding the little baby for tomorrow's light&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever wondered why babies smile after feeding,&lt;br /&gt;the feed which brings tears to a mother,&lt;br /&gt;happened to me after you came into my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever wondered the different cry made by babies,&lt;br /&gt;a cry to let parents know to burp them,&lt;br /&gt;a cry letting you know he needs to be cleaned,&lt;br /&gt;happens to everyone after they come into life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever wondered why the innocence stays with a baby,&lt;br /&gt;the innocent smile, the innocent touch, the innocent mind,&lt;br /&gt;the journey from innocence to adolescence,&lt;br /&gt;ever wondered how life changed,&lt;br /&gt;life, surely is a wonder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Haha (Written after my Son Paras was born in 2003)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr width="100%"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12895229-111609327839451787?l=bardexpressions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bardexpressions.blogspot.com/feeds/111609327839451787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12895229&amp;postID=111609327839451787&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12895229/posts/default/111609327839451787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12895229/posts/default/111609327839451787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bardexpressions.blogspot.com/2005/05/life-is-wonder.html' title='Life is a Wonder'/><author><name>Harsha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='34' height='8' src='http://www.info-sourcing.com/images/top_logo.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12895229.post-111609286743693272</id><published>2005-05-14T10:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-01T20:27:00.883-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life of a Purse</title><content type='html'>Hand reaches out here and there&lt;br /&gt;looking for something everywhere..&lt;br /&gt;A doctor's slip, bunch of keys, pens and yens&lt;br /&gt;all lie jumbled up here &amp;amp; there&lt;br /&gt;oh God i can't find my car keys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She smells the green paper every forthnight&lt;br /&gt;returing home to feed the family&lt;br /&gt;she is hung on the walls,&lt;br /&gt;to get going next day on the calls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She gets seperated during security checks&lt;br /&gt;with rough and tough fingers moving in and out&lt;br /&gt;trying to find something goes in vain&lt;br /&gt;puts me to wonder what went wrong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I move along with people everywhere&lt;br /&gt;seeing happiness and sorrows of their life&lt;br /&gt;never will they stop buying me&lt;br /&gt;keeping the hope that i will be filled&lt;br /&gt;am i'm lucky to be,&lt;strong&gt; purse of their life&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Haha (Written after 9/11 incident and was observing how my wife uses and abuses her purse :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr width="100%"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12895229-111609286743693272?l=bardexpressions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bardexpressions.blogspot.com/feeds/111609286743693272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12895229&amp;postID=111609286743693272&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12895229/posts/default/111609286743693272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12895229/posts/default/111609286743693272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bardexpressions.blogspot.com/2005/05/life-of-purse.html' title='Life of a Purse'/><author><name>Harsha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='34' height='8' src='http://www.info-sourcing.com/images/top_logo.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12895229.post-111609258229229080</id><published>2005-05-14T10:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-01T20:26:47.260-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Smoking a HABIT</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="right"&gt;Smoking is injurious to health...&lt;br /&gt;Well guess what i made it a &lt;strong&gt;HABIT&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thought of reducing &lt;strong&gt;ABIT&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;year passed and I was left with only &lt;strong&gt;BIT&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;passed my energy and was left with &lt;strong&gt;IT&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What an &lt;strong&gt;HABIT&lt;/strong&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;Smoking, injurious to health, &lt;strong&gt;DAMN IT&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Haha (written in 2002)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr width="100%"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12895229-111609258229229080?l=bardexpressions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bardexpressions.blogspot.com/feeds/111609258229229080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12895229&amp;postID=111609258229229080&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12895229/posts/default/111609258229229080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12895229/posts/default/111609258229229080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bardexpressions.blogspot.com/2005/05/smoking-habit.html' title='Smoking a HABIT'/><author><name>Harsha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='34' height='8' src='http://www.info-sourcing.com/images/top_logo.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12895229.post-111609122449364263</id><published>2005-05-14T10:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-14T10:30:18.646-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/0/2248/640/writingtop21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/0/2248/320/writingtop21.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Poetic Expressions also known as Bard Expressions &lt;/strong&gt;is blogging now, this blog contains all my expressions about life, and things that happen around me which are expressed in poetic nature.... All my friends can also share their poetic expressions here ... Enzoi and please do drop your comments ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr style="BORDER-RIGHT: 1px dashed; BORDER-TOP: 1px dashed; BORDER-LEFT: 1px dashed; BORDER-BOTTOM: px dashed" width="100%"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12895229-111609122449364263?l=bardexpressions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bardexpressions.blogspot.com/feeds/111609122449364263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12895229&amp;postID=111609122449364263&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12895229/posts/default/111609122449364263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12895229/posts/default/111609122449364263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bardexpressions.blogspot.com/2005/05/poetic-expressions-also-known-as-bard.html' title=''/><author><name>Harsha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='34' height='8' src='http://www.info-sourcing.com/images/top_logo.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
