<?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-11005448</id><updated>2011-04-22T00:52:25.150+05:30</updated><title type='text'>LIFE IS BEAUTIFUL.. SACHHI</title><subtitle type='html'>Do U feel sad? Do U crib a lot? Are U too short tempered? Are U afraid of falling in love? Do ur past bad experiances still haunts U? Do U feel Jealous even of ur best friend's success? Do U always feel tensed up, Always in hurry, Short of time, Insecure, Selfish, Not  satisfied at any cost.. ALWAYS HUNGRY 4 MORE. GOD-DAMN-IT STOP!!!! BEFORE KA-BOOOM happens..
Check this blog out.. save ur life.. cause its such a beautiful gift, don't waste it.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rawhl.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11005448/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rawhl.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Rahul Malpani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16523641907612164374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>8</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11005448.post-115747033271546652</id><published>2006-09-05T21:00:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-09-05T21:02:12.723+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rawhl.blogspot.com/feeds/115747033271546652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11005448&amp;postID=115747033271546652' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11005448/posts/default/115747033271546652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11005448/posts/default/115747033271546652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rawhl.blogspot.com/2006/09/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Rahul Malpani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16523641907612164374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11005448.post-115725012621562488</id><published>2006-09-03T07:45:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-09-03T07:52:06.223+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Peaceful Morning</title><summary type='text'>Surprisingly Slept at 11 last night.So, Woke up too early in morning.After such a long time saw the rising sun.She must be still in her dreams.So much of work to do..All anxieties and fears drowned in the sunshine (or something like that.. its Mumbai Sept)and I am feeling Happy &amp; hopeful for the day to come.Why dont every morning is just like this one.Well time to don jogging shoes.G000d Morning </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rawhl.blogspot.com/feeds/115725012621562488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11005448&amp;postID=115725012621562488' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11005448/posts/default/115725012621562488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11005448/posts/default/115725012621562488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rawhl.blogspot.com/2006/09/peaceful-morning.html' title='Peaceful Morning'/><author><name>Rahul Malpani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16523641907612164374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11005448.post-115557959987231299</id><published>2006-08-14T21:51:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-08-14T23:53:30.713+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Now &amp; Then</title><summary type='text'>THEN Once I was a kid. My brother was a smaller kid and my sister the smallest one. We use to live in a rented apartment with my folks. We all used to love pets a lot. I used to bait street puppies (Dogs were bit scary) &amp; lure them into my small lawn. We use to give them Roti and milk. But the stupid puppy always wanted to go out of the phatak which we try hard to block by bricks, chappals and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rawhl.blogspot.com/feeds/115557959987231299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11005448&amp;postID=115557959987231299' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11005448/posts/default/115557959987231299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11005448/posts/default/115557959987231299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rawhl.blogspot.com/2006/08/now-then.html' title='Now &amp; Then'/><author><name>Rahul Malpani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16523641907612164374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11005448.post-115555332143574705</id><published>2006-08-14T16:30:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-08-14T16:33:37.873+05:30</updated><title type='text'>BulBul</title><summary type='text'>Father was vying to have a cigarette after his dinner. "Papa!! Can I come with you? I want to have chocolate Asks bulbul shyly in her sweet sonorous voice.Father squirms and says "No chocolates for you, chocolate is bad for health, thinkingWhether to have a pataka beedi or filter- less cigarette for smoking? His 12th sutta since morning.But mommy promised me. I have done all my "home-work" </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rawhl.blogspot.com/feeds/115555332143574705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11005448&amp;postID=115555332143574705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11005448/posts/default/115555332143574705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11005448/posts/default/115555332143574705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rawhl.blogspot.com/2006/08/bulbul.html' title='BulBul'/><author><name>Rahul Malpani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16523641907612164374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11005448.post-113864610015301965</id><published>2006-01-30T20:52:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-01-31T20:19:28.830+05:30</updated><title type='text'>His Magic.. :-)</title><summary type='text'>Its one of the most beautiful and contagious smile I have ever seen. Just a look at this face and you forget all your worries. The fog of uncertainity dissolves and all you see is sunshine, pure happiness, pure bliss.I met sri sri ravishankar at the ashram near kanakpura. The art of living center. I was too curios to meet him, cause everytime I see him on tv or newspaper he reminded me of a very </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rawhl.blogspot.com/feeds/113864610015301965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11005448&amp;postID=113864610015301965' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11005448/posts/default/113864610015301965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11005448/posts/default/113864610015301965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rawhl.blogspot.com/2006/01/his-magic.html' title='His Magic.. :-)'/><author><name>Rahul Malpani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16523641907612164374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11005448.post-112925988324456069</id><published>2005-10-14T08:41:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-10-14T08:50:16.730+05:30</updated><title type='text'>FAITH .. believe in it</title><summary type='text'>I want to write about faith    about the way the moon rises        Over cold snow, night after night.faithful even as it fades from fulness    slowly becoming that last curving and impossible        silver of light before the final darkness            but I have no faith myself               I refuse to give it the smallest entry.Let this then, my small poem    like a new moon, slender and barely</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rawhl.blogspot.com/feeds/112925988324456069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11005448&amp;postID=112925988324456069' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11005448/posts/default/112925988324456069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11005448/posts/default/112925988324456069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rawhl.blogspot.com/2005/10/faith-believe-in-it.html' title='FAITH .. believe in it'/><author><name>Rahul Malpani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16523641907612164374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11005448.post-112896306290813362</id><published>2005-10-10T20:39:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-10-10T22:21:02.916+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Artificial Smiles??</title><summary type='text'> Is that the true picture??  Well seems like every body is happy, but are they really? All out there are pareshan. Just smiling for the hack of it. Deep down  feeling sad, angry on somebody or other. Thinking abt why the other person behaved like that, how dare he said to me like that?Well am attending a very kewl session now a days. It has given me a hell lot of insight about myself and sure a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rawhl.blogspot.com/feeds/112896306290813362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11005448&amp;postID=112896306290813362' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11005448/posts/default/112896306290813362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11005448/posts/default/112896306290813362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rawhl.blogspot.com/2005/10/artificial-smiles.html' title='Artificial Smiles??'/><author><name>Rahul Malpani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16523641907612164374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11005448.post-112852867110265224</id><published>2005-10-05T21:36:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-10-11T07:43:13.950+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Cause I LOVE U..</title><summary type='text'>Some Tips for people who r not happy in abt there lives..1. Stop eating junk food. chuck all your damn Choclates, pastries, Maggi, picnic, potato chips, chats, samosas and other fried stuff. U can have them once in a while. N don't give urself an excuse that u ate them because u were hungry.2. Stick to fruits ,juices and green vegetable and salads. Includes apple, bananas, orange, musk melon </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rawhl.blogspot.com/feeds/112852867110265224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11005448&amp;postID=112852867110265224' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11005448/posts/default/112852867110265224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11005448/posts/default/112852867110265224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rawhl.blogspot.com/2005/10/cause-i-love-u.html' title='Cause I LOVE U..'/><author><name>Rahul Malpani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16523641907612164374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
