<?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-311034564817112405</id><updated>2011-11-27T06:43:11.585-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Medha's Encyclopedia</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medhaonline.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/311034564817112405/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medhaonline.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>MEDHA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03534009371515786133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img216.imageshack.us/img216/4199/me3ac.png'/></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-311034564817112405.post-660121230588128542</id><published>2011-11-27T06:43:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-27T06:43:11.597-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Suzanne</title><content type='html'>Suzanne takes you down to her place near the river &lt;br /&gt;You can hear the boats go by &lt;br /&gt;You can spend the night beside her &lt;br /&gt;And you know that she's half crazy &lt;br /&gt;But that's why you want to be there &lt;br /&gt;And she feeds you tea and oranges &lt;br /&gt;That come all the way from China &lt;br /&gt;And just when you mean to tell her &lt;br /&gt;That you have no love to give her &lt;br /&gt;Then she gets you on her wavelength &lt;br /&gt;And she lets the river answer &lt;br /&gt;That you've always been her lover &lt;br /&gt;And you want to travel with her &lt;br /&gt;And you want to travel blind &lt;br /&gt;And you know that she will trust you &lt;br /&gt;For you've touched her perfect body with your mind. &lt;br /&gt;-Leonard Cohen&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/311034564817112405-660121230588128542?l=medhaonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medhaonline.blogspot.com/feeds/660121230588128542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://medhaonline.blogspot.com/2011/11/suzanne.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/311034564817112405/posts/default/660121230588128542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/311034564817112405/posts/default/660121230588128542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medhaonline.blogspot.com/2011/11/suzanne.html' title='Suzanne'/><author><name>MEDHA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03534009371515786133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img216.imageshack.us/img216/4199/me3ac.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-311034564817112405.post-8633765326641613808</id><published>2011-11-27T06:41:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-27T06:41:30.643-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Neruda</title><content type='html'>No person who has ever loved should be without a poem from Neruda. No-one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/311034564817112405-8633765326641613808?l=medhaonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medhaonline.blogspot.com/feeds/8633765326641613808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://medhaonline.blogspot.com/2011/11/neruda.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/311034564817112405/posts/default/8633765326641613808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/311034564817112405/posts/default/8633765326641613808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medhaonline.blogspot.com/2011/11/neruda.html' title='Neruda'/><author><name>MEDHA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03534009371515786133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img216.imageshack.us/img216/4199/me3ac.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-311034564817112405.post-2990479877864631694</id><published>2011-11-05T13:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-05T13:55:33.168-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Open Your Eyes - Snow Patrol</title><content type='html'>All this feels strange and untrue&lt;br /&gt;And I won't waste a minute without you&lt;br /&gt;My bones ache, my skin feels cold&lt;br /&gt;And I'm getting so tired and so old&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The anger swells in my guts&lt;br /&gt;And I won't feel these slices and cuts&lt;br /&gt;I want so much to open your eyes&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I need you to look into mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me that you'll open your eyes [x4]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get up, get out, get away from these liars&lt;br /&gt;'Cause they don't get your soul or your fire&lt;br /&gt;Take my hand, knot your fingers through mine&lt;br /&gt;And we'll walk from this dark room for the last time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every minute from this minute now&lt;br /&gt;We can do what we like anywhere&lt;br /&gt;I want so much to open your eyes&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I need you to look into mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me that you'll open your eyes [x8]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All this feels strange and untrue&lt;br /&gt;And I won't waste a minute without you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/311034564817112405-2990479877864631694?l=medhaonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medhaonline.blogspot.com/feeds/2990479877864631694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://medhaonline.blogspot.com/2011/11/open-your-eyes-snow-patrol.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/311034564817112405/posts/default/2990479877864631694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/311034564817112405/posts/default/2990479877864631694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medhaonline.blogspot.com/2011/11/open-your-eyes-snow-patrol.html' title='Open Your Eyes - Snow Patrol'/><author><name>MEDHA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03534009371515786133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img216.imageshack.us/img216/4199/me3ac.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-311034564817112405.post-3721486140002468747</id><published>2011-10-21T12:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-21T12:58:53.261-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bap Kennedy - Moonlight Kiss</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="480" height="270" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/zbJsKsdnqZc?fs=1" frameborder="0" allowFullScreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/311034564817112405-3721486140002468747?l=medhaonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medhaonline.blogspot.com/feeds/3721486140002468747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://medhaonline.blogspot.com/2011/10/bap-kennedy-moonlight-kiss.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/311034564817112405/posts/default/3721486140002468747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/311034564817112405/posts/default/3721486140002468747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medhaonline.blogspot.com/2011/10/bap-kennedy-moonlight-kiss.html' title='Bap Kennedy - Moonlight Kiss'/><author><name>MEDHA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03534009371515786133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img216.imageshack.us/img216/4199/me3ac.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/zbJsKsdnqZc/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-311034564817112405.post-7139917883587417166</id><published>2011-10-18T13:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-18T13:05:39.191-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Even years later...</title><content type='html'>I know I can't burn myself down in angst each day. It's futile. I am not all knowing but I know this much. The universe is constantly changing but it's just somethings that remain so stubborn and it's 'intent'... The basic intent that you either form or take up during the course of ur life or are born with, remain unchanged! I have learnt that people may change habits but they shall never budge from their basic innate intentions. Now the choice is yours, the nature of that intent existing in the person, you can live with or can't live with!&lt;br /&gt;The word for it in Hindi is 'fitrat' and sometimes it indeed does not alter...for decades at a stretch...&lt;br /&gt;And you are left wondering if it's all a game you play where such innate unconscious intentions dictate the rules...&lt;br /&gt;I know if I bump into you even years later...you'll just be EXACTLY the same...not even similar...but...just...the...same...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/311034564817112405-7139917883587417166?l=medhaonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medhaonline.blogspot.com/feeds/7139917883587417166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://medhaonline.blogspot.com/2011/10/even-years-later.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/311034564817112405/posts/default/7139917883587417166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/311034564817112405/posts/default/7139917883587417166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medhaonline.blogspot.com/2011/10/even-years-later.html' title='Even years later...'/><author><name>MEDHA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03534009371515786133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img216.imageshack.us/img216/4199/me3ac.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-311034564817112405.post-6864700802653956143</id><published>2011-10-07T12:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-07T12:34:35.275-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Its nice to know you all exist :)</title><content type='html'>Its comforting sometimes to know that there are so many people out there who know how you feel because thats exactly how they feel. I read so many of such random blogs with freakishly similar lives being talked about. And let me repeat myself to make it clear, it doesn't make me happy to know that but it 'comforts' me to know that they are living similar lives to my own. I dont know what its supposed to mean. Maybe we all have similar lives or problems or we all go through similar emotions, i dont know...but its still comforting. Be it your parental issues or your heartbreaks or professional crisis...its all the same, over decades, over continents, all across...&lt;br /&gt;So now? So now i go back...to my same reality, after reading such blogs and tell myself...dont give up...continue to fight for ur ideal job opportunity, keep that hope alive for finding your true love...the Mr.Knight in shinning armour and go back to that family and tell them you love them and we all have our shortcomings and we all suck sometimes but hey thats the beauty of it that we all are still connected and together! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/311034564817112405-6864700802653956143?l=medhaonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medhaonline.blogspot.com/feeds/6864700802653956143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://medhaonline.blogspot.com/2011/10/its-nice-to-know-you-all-exist.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/311034564817112405/posts/default/6864700802653956143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/311034564817112405/posts/default/6864700802653956143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medhaonline.blogspot.com/2011/10/its-nice-to-know-you-all-exist.html' title='Its nice to know you all exist :)'/><author><name>MEDHA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03534009371515786133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img216.imageshack.us/img216/4199/me3ac.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-311034564817112405.post-5109497758400948933</id><published>2011-09-26T13:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-26T13:36:30.293-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Twilight</title><content type='html'>If love is endurance...then what is strength?&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes...somethings are not enough...even the conclusions...or ‘the ends’ or even the goodbyes...its just not enough...&lt;br /&gt;You know what, i finally feel that sorta healing...i think The twilight completed it for me. I cant really put my finger on what it is but it was such a pacifier...like ummm a balm...you know what i mean?&lt;br /&gt;Like some1 out there knows what its like to see a colour, that you see and others dont see. So no matter how much you try and explain it to them...they are still stuck on their conviction of the blues and the greens and the other bold hues...&lt;br /&gt;After the film it was like...as if i found an ally...a confidant...who shared my secret of thought...of love...of the story of him and me...&lt;br /&gt;Its as if u just eavesdropped on someone talking about you and it feels good to know that they know you in such absolute completeness. Its as if the same background music plays in two scenes simultaneously and thats what connects our worlds...&lt;br /&gt;I know you are there...i know you feel me as much as i feel you. i know we agree with each word and thought as the other one utters. I know that you know and you know that i do too...&lt;br /&gt;I have tried looking for you a million times...and maybe i have even mistaken you for so many others and took time to recognize them and realise the difference of them not being you and it all not being the same...&lt;br /&gt;I just want you to know that i have the faith...going on still...running in my veins...and the timelessness you asked me to wait for and promised me that you’d come and like each lifetime, you’d come and stay...live and be with me everyday...&lt;br /&gt;I wait...and i search...but i promise you that i wait...till you appear and stare in my eyes and tell me you are here...&lt;br /&gt;I love you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/311034564817112405-5109497758400948933?l=medhaonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medhaonline.blogspot.com/feeds/5109497758400948933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://medhaonline.blogspot.com/2011/09/twilight.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/311034564817112405/posts/default/5109497758400948933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/311034564817112405/posts/default/5109497758400948933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medhaonline.blogspot.com/2011/09/twilight.html' title='Twilight'/><author><name>MEDHA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03534009371515786133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img216.imageshack.us/img216/4199/me3ac.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-311034564817112405.post-5601001402803415148</id><published>2011-09-20T04:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-20T04:10:50.474-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Probably</title><content type='html'>Its happened too many times, to both of us; we'll just go back to the friends and the pubs and the life we had before, and leave it at that, and nobody will notice the difference, probably.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/311034564817112405-5601001402803415148?l=medhaonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medhaonline.blogspot.com/feeds/5601001402803415148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://medhaonline.blogspot.com/2011/09/probably.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/311034564817112405/posts/default/5601001402803415148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/311034564817112405/posts/default/5601001402803415148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medhaonline.blogspot.com/2011/09/probably.html' title='Probably'/><author><name>MEDHA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03534009371515786133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img216.imageshack.us/img216/4199/me3ac.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-311034564817112405.post-4091431438804071412</id><published>2011-08-27T12:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-27T12:01:14.831-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I thought...</title><content type='html'>And I really thought boredom wasn't for us.&lt;br /&gt;I thought we would continue to entertain each other effortlessly all our life.&lt;br /&gt;I thought we'd giggle through it all.&lt;br /&gt;I thought we'd continue to point at others n the world will never really notice. &lt;br /&gt;I really believed he was the one, I believed when he said the same. &lt;br /&gt;I thought we'd run after bunnies n puppies n chase away pigeons off the ground. &lt;br /&gt;I really thought my wind blown hair will always rest on him n he'll bring his hands to my face to settle them. &lt;br /&gt;I thought maybe years will pass and we'll never count our days of mortality. &lt;br /&gt;I thought maybe we'll never wait for death. &lt;br /&gt;Maybe seasons may change but our intentions won't. &lt;br /&gt;Maybe accusations are just for the others, not for us who never even argue. &lt;br /&gt;Maybe what he says is what he means. &lt;br /&gt;Maybe we can take each other on face value n not worry about wot else we'll face! &lt;br /&gt;I really thought calculations and counting wasn't for us. &lt;br /&gt;I really thought differences never made a difference.  &lt;br /&gt;I really thought that time passed is perhaps just all the same. &lt;br /&gt;I thought it was great. I thought I knew. I thought I found. I thought I won. &lt;br /&gt;Just to be denied all later...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/311034564817112405-4091431438804071412?l=medhaonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medhaonline.blogspot.com/feeds/4091431438804071412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://medhaonline.blogspot.com/2011/08/i-thought.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/311034564817112405/posts/default/4091431438804071412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/311034564817112405/posts/default/4091431438804071412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medhaonline.blogspot.com/2011/08/i-thought.html' title='I thought...'/><author><name>MEDHA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03534009371515786133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img216.imageshack.us/img216/4199/me3ac.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
