<?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-2536956207823611816</id><updated>2011-11-27T17:21:39.156-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Silence... The hardest argument to refute...</title><subtitle type='html'>"Music and Silence combine strongly because music is done with silence and silence is full of music..."</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sindhulekha.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2536956207823611816/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sindhulekha.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>ലേഖ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01807736715592462193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rt-aae7SNpM/Sea4IsfjjqI/AAAAAAAAAWM/09A1iDEYh2Q/S220/jasmine.bmp'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>10</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2536956207823611816.post-8895606890966874998</id><published>2009-07-24T08:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T08:46:03.884-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rt-aae7SNpM/SmnXEBEBNxI/AAAAAAAAAuY/ErUcIAnkTXM/s1600-h/x1.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rt-aae7SNpM/SmnXEBEBNxI/AAAAAAAAAuY/ErUcIAnkTXM/s400/x1.bmp" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362053295366027026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2536956207823611816-8895606890966874998?l=sindhulekha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sindhulekha.blogspot.com/feeds/8895606890966874998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2536956207823611816&amp;postID=8895606890966874998' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2536956207823611816/posts/default/8895606890966874998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2536956207823611816/posts/default/8895606890966874998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sindhulekha.blogspot.com/2009/07/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>ലേഖ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01807736715592462193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rt-aae7SNpM/Sea4IsfjjqI/AAAAAAAAAWM/09A1iDEYh2Q/S220/jasmine.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rt-aae7SNpM/SmnXEBEBNxI/AAAAAAAAAuY/ErUcIAnkTXM/s72-c/x1.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2536956207823611816.post-5118504661058376290</id><published>2009-05-19T23:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T23:17:40.492-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A thousand splendid suns</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rt-aae7SNpM/ShOfwzOHanI/AAAAAAAAAZA/UsUd6WI4AjU/s1600-h/thousand-splendid-suns-l_t350.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337785644096121458" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 146px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rt-aae7SNpM/ShOfwzOHanI/AAAAAAAAAZA/UsUd6WI4AjU/s200/thousand-splendid-suns-l_t350.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A thousand splendid suns.. And one among them is Khaled Hosseini.. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A beautiful story..rather a common one in any war front.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The story has a women face which adds to its beauty.Her emotions are yours also. You feel you are Mariam, you are Laila and you are the little Aziza..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Read and feel the book.. It is really touching.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2536956207823611816-5118504661058376290?l=sindhulekha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sindhulekha.blogspot.com/feeds/5118504661058376290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2536956207823611816&amp;postID=5118504661058376290' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2536956207823611816/posts/default/5118504661058376290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2536956207823611816/posts/default/5118504661058376290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sindhulekha.blogspot.com/2009/05/thousand-splendid-suns.html' title='A thousand splendid suns'/><author><name>ലേഖ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01807736715592462193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rt-aae7SNpM/Sea4IsfjjqI/AAAAAAAAAWM/09A1iDEYh2Q/S220/jasmine.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rt-aae7SNpM/ShOfwzOHanI/AAAAAAAAAZA/UsUd6WI4AjU/s72-c/thousand-splendid-suns-l_t350.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2536956207823611816.post-4772102012443375561</id><published>2009-04-27T00:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T00:30:20.079-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The White Tiger</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rt-aae7SNpM/SfVe2XDzwWI/AAAAAAAAAXk/LQr9YzQ2iZk/s1600-h/whit.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329270022058787170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 139px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rt-aae7SNpM/SfVe2XDzwWI/AAAAAAAAAXk/LQr9YzQ2iZk/s200/whit.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;7 Indian nights.. :)&lt;br /&gt;Well.. writing about 'The White Tiger'.. Still, I dont know how to conclude it on a review, as the story continues.. And it continues till the end of B'lore or the end of India or the end of everything good. Or everything bad? Still I'm not sure..&lt;br /&gt;It's very much a story of today. And today's stories are not fairy tales, they are rather epics.. Each man's journey from Darkness to Light is an epic. Is it Light?&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, one is "excused" after cutting one's master's throat, only because he was able to get hold of the "red bag" of his master.&lt;br /&gt;Corruption. Corruption is the mathra of today's India. Corrupted to its root. From sweeper to minister, from havildar to IG, every level of India was,is and will be corupted. Well.. India doesnt know how to live without being corrupted.. So let's make a moral deal..&lt;br /&gt;And Adiga is far ahead saying that India's revolution will have to come from somewhere else, not from her innerself..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2536956207823611816-4772102012443375561?l=sindhulekha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sindhulekha.blogspot.com/feeds/4772102012443375561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2536956207823611816&amp;postID=4772102012443375561' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2536956207823611816/posts/default/4772102012443375561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2536956207823611816/posts/default/4772102012443375561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sindhulekha.blogspot.com/2009/04/white-tiger.html' title='The White Tiger'/><author><name>ലേഖ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01807736715592462193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rt-aae7SNpM/Sea4IsfjjqI/AAAAAAAAAWM/09A1iDEYh2Q/S220/jasmine.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rt-aae7SNpM/SfVe2XDzwWI/AAAAAAAAAXk/LQr9YzQ2iZk/s72-c/whit.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2536956207823611816.post-914925304257628621</id><published>2008-11-14T05:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T05:55:03.975-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Memoirs of a Geishe"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rt-aae7SNpM/SR2CszXPp3I/AAAAAAAAAPQ/1frDUaW-jXw/s1600-h/geishe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 196px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rt-aae7SNpM/SR2CszXPp3I/AAAAAAAAAPQ/1frDUaW-jXw/s320/geishe.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268510845306906482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      A "Geishe" means an artist. An artist, rather, a woman, who sells her skills and not her body. A Geishe performs her skills, her dance before a lot of 'gentlemen'. But she will be faithful to her only "danna". Danna, the man who wins the bid for her. The man who takes her as his wife-for-night, a half-wife indeed.&lt;div&gt;     And, there was a Geishe who never befitted the small world of women; where in a friend can turn to a foe in no time. That Geishe was named "Sayuri" - "Niita Sayuri".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;     Sayuri's memoirs was made into "Memoirs of a Geishe". As the final comment says, " It's not the memoirs of a queen or an emporess; It's the memoirs of a woman of another kind".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;     A great movie of 2005 which won 3 oscars...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Author : Arthur Golden&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Director(movie) : Rob Marshall&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Screenplay : Robin Swicord&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2536956207823611816-914925304257628621?l=sindhulekha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sindhulekha.blogspot.com/feeds/914925304257628621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2536956207823611816&amp;postID=914925304257628621' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2536956207823611816/posts/default/914925304257628621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2536956207823611816/posts/default/914925304257628621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sindhulekha.blogspot.com/2008/11/memoirs-of-geishe.html' title='&quot;Memoirs of a Geishe&quot;'/><author><name>ലേഖ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01807736715592462193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rt-aae7SNpM/Sea4IsfjjqI/AAAAAAAAAWM/09A1iDEYh2Q/S220/jasmine.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rt-aae7SNpM/SR2CszXPp3I/AAAAAAAAAPQ/1frDUaW-jXw/s72-c/geishe.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2536956207823611816.post-2278848639052203178</id><published>2008-10-14T09:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T09:34:54.991-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Alchemist</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rt-aae7SNpM/SPTJAYhrKDI/AAAAAAAAAOM/KDrd5qBEn0s/s1600-h/The_Alchemist.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257047673469085746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rt-aae7SNpM/SPTJAYhrKDI/AAAAAAAAAOM/KDrd5qBEn0s/s320/The_Alchemist.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;'The Alchemist' is all about pursuing one's dreams. Each man bears a written destiny on his back. But not many achieves it. As 'the Alchemist' says, many give up when they are so close to their destiny.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It needs courage for a man to start the journey in search of his destiny. Also it needs faith in one's self. When we start this journey, all the Universe will together conspire towards it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The whole journey starts with "Beginner's Luck" and ends with many hardships and sufferings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;There are omens all around you and you have to realise them. And always listen to your heart. Even though the heart is having its own fears and concerns, you can always console it and ask it for the required guidance.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The king, the gypsy, the thief, the merchant, the tribesmen, the alchemist, the dessert, the wind, the sun and the whole universe will guide you through. Sometimes you will be delighted by luck, sometimes frightened by thieves, sometimes threatened by death and sometimes the whole world may call you an idiot. Dont give up, strive through and you will be at your DESTINY.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Be a dreamer. Be a wanderer. Be patient. Wait for omens. And dont ever give up. The destiny will be yours."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2536956207823611816-2278848639052203178?l=sindhulekha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sindhulekha.blogspot.com/feeds/2278848639052203178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2536956207823611816&amp;postID=2278848639052203178' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2536956207823611816/posts/default/2278848639052203178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2536956207823611816/posts/default/2278848639052203178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sindhulekha.blogspot.com/2008/10/alchemist.html' title='The Alchemist'/><author><name>ലേഖ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01807736715592462193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rt-aae7SNpM/Sea4IsfjjqI/AAAAAAAAAWM/09A1iDEYh2Q/S220/jasmine.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rt-aae7SNpM/SPTJAYhrKDI/AAAAAAAAAOM/KDrd5qBEn0s/s72-c/The_Alchemist.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2536956207823611816.post-5969215318344665289</id><published>2008-06-05T20:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T20:58:08.049-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Belief</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GCtFCGvNyvA/SEiwDV2ldKI/AAAAAAAAAA0/gFTZgktD7gw/s1600-h/god-detail2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208606540506166434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GCtFCGvNyvA/SEiwDV2ldKI/AAAAAAAAAA0/gFTZgktD7gw/s320/god-detail2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I discovered a church! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not a new one. Very old and grand! This church may be known to all my fellow beings for years. But i discovered it, atleast for myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The priest asked me,"Who are you? What is your belief?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told,"I am a Human."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then he clarified, "Which religion do you belong to?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I replied,"I am a Hindu by birth."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon a smile crossed over his grey eyes. He was convinced. "So, now you turned to Christianity"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No! I believe in Humanity"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oho! You are a non-believer then. So which 'ism' do you belong to?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"GODISM!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No more questions. I believe in Godism. The priest left me and hurried to the altar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now my conscience turned against me and asked,"What is this Godism?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"GOD ONLY KNOWS!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2536956207823611816-5969215318344665289?l=sindhulekha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sindhulekha.blogspot.com/feeds/5969215318344665289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2536956207823611816&amp;postID=5969215318344665289' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2536956207823611816/posts/default/5969215318344665289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2536956207823611816/posts/default/5969215318344665289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sindhulekha.blogspot.com/2008/06/my-belief.html' title='My Belief'/><author><name>Ms. lekha</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GCtFCGvNyvA/SEiwDV2ldKI/AAAAAAAAAA0/gFTZgktD7gw/s72-c/god-detail2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2536956207823611816.post-7310295897970289309</id><published>2007-12-21T07:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-26T07:03:04.487-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Farewell my Friend ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GCtFCGvNyvA/R3Js4bFtGDI/AAAAAAAAAAs/8wHGvdUsREA/s1600-h/farewell.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148297040638056498" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 117px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 172px" height="262" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GCtFCGvNyvA/R3Js4bFtGDI/AAAAAAAAAAs/8wHGvdUsREA/s320/farewell.jpg" width="201" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"What I gave to you&lt;br /&gt;Is yours by right everlasting.&lt;br /&gt;What others receive&lt;br /&gt;Are the daily driblets the heart yields&lt;br /&gt;To tender solicitude&lt;br /&gt;O my princely,peerless friend,&lt;br /&gt;What I gave to you was your own gift -&lt;br /&gt;Fuller your acceptance, the deeper my debt,&lt;br /&gt;My friend, farewell."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here it is, Tagore reciting another beautiful story of relationships - a simple, pure and deep relationship.&lt;br /&gt;And the most hearty gift for the dearest departing friend - The final farewell poem...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2536956207823611816-7310295897970289309?l=sindhulekha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sindhulekha.blogspot.com/feeds/7310295897970289309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2536956207823611816&amp;postID=7310295897970289309' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2536956207823611816/posts/default/7310295897970289309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2536956207823611816/posts/default/7310295897970289309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sindhulekha.blogspot.com/2007/12/farewell-my-friend.html' title='Farewell my Friend ...'/><author><name>Ms. lekha</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GCtFCGvNyvA/R3Js4bFtGDI/AAAAAAAAAAs/8wHGvdUsREA/s72-c/farewell.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2536956207823611816.post-4396258034066373600</id><published>2007-11-06T23:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-06T23:22:07.074-08:00</updated><title type='text'>From Sufi Mysticism..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GCtFCGvNyvA/RzFm4kPGHhI/AAAAAAAAAAk/DsL7BHS0bUs/s1600-h/51DKRKCFCZL._SS500_"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129994572537404946" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 199px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 207px" height="226" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GCtFCGvNyvA/RzFm4kPGHhI/AAAAAAAAAAk/DsL7BHS0bUs/s320/51DKRKCFCZL._SS500_" width="228" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"What is wrong, O God, with this earth,that people want to rise up to the heavens? Why can people not find you on earth, so they must seek you in the heavens? Look at them staring upwards. You are right before their eyes; yet their eyes cannot see. You are in front of them; yet they are blind.."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Hallaj: Diwan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&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/2536956207823611816-4396258034066373600?l=sindhulekha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sindhulekha.blogspot.com/feeds/4396258034066373600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2536956207823611816&amp;postID=4396258034066373600' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2536956207823611816/posts/default/4396258034066373600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2536956207823611816/posts/default/4396258034066373600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sindhulekha.blogspot.com/2007/11/from-sufi-mysticism.html' title='From Sufi Mysticism..'/><author><name>Ms. lekha</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GCtFCGvNyvA/RzFm4kPGHhI/AAAAAAAAAAk/DsL7BHS0bUs/s72-c/51DKRKCFCZL._SS500_' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2536956207823611816.post-6491215312187739770</id><published>2007-08-13T23:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-14T03:03:32.465-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Shadow of Kamakhya</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GCtFCGvNyvA/RsFT4Fs3w5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/qllY9QTWb1M/s1600-h/24381.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098448476228273042" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 104px; height: 167px;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GCtFCGvNyvA/RsFT4Fs3w5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/qllY9QTWb1M/s320/24381.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GCtFCGvNyvA/RsFT4Fs3w5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/qllY9QTWb1M/s1600-h/24381.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;'The Shadow of Kamakhya' by Indira Goswami.. Really touching stories..The stories bear in it such a mysterious and gloomy air that no one can escape from its uneasiness.Really loved reading it..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2536956207823611816-6491215312187739770?l=sindhulekha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sindhulekha.blogspot.com/feeds/6491215312187739770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2536956207823611816&amp;postID=6491215312187739770' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2536956207823611816/posts/default/6491215312187739770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2536956207823611816/posts/default/6491215312187739770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sindhulekha.blogspot.com/2007/08/shadow-of-kamakhya.html' title='The Shadow of Kamakhya'/><author><name>Ms. lekha</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GCtFCGvNyvA/RsFT4Fs3w5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/qllY9QTWb1M/s72-c/24381.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2536956207823611816.post-2347683007203883074</id><published>2007-04-24T20:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-14T03:04:15.379-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Poetry...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_GCtFCGvNyvA/RsF8P1s3w6I/AAAAAAAAAAU/Ao99GnXCrHw/s1600-h/flow.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_GCtFCGvNyvA/RsF8P1s3w6I/AAAAAAAAAAU/Ao99GnXCrHw/s320/flow.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098492864715277218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'And it was at that age... Poetry arrived&lt;br /&gt;in search of me. I dont know, I dont know where&lt;br /&gt;it came from, winter or a river.&lt;br /&gt;I dont know how or when,&lt;br /&gt;no they were not voices, they were not&lt;br /&gt;words,nor silence,&lt;br /&gt;but from a street i was summoned,&lt;br /&gt;from the branches of night,&lt;br /&gt;abruptly from the others,&lt;br /&gt;among violent fires&lt;br /&gt;or returning alone,&lt;br /&gt;there i was without a face&lt;br /&gt;and it touched me.'&lt;br /&gt;- from Neruda's 'Poetry'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It came the same way for me, from unknown, from known, and i dont know from where else...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2536956207823611816-2347683007203883074?l=sindhulekha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sindhulekha.blogspot.com/feeds/2347683007203883074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2536956207823611816&amp;postID=2347683007203883074' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2536956207823611816/posts/default/2347683007203883074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2536956207823611816/posts/default/2347683007203883074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sindhulekha.blogspot.com/2007/04/poetry.html' title='Poetry...'/><author><name>Ms. lekha</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_GCtFCGvNyvA/RsF8P1s3w6I/AAAAAAAAAAU/Ao99GnXCrHw/s72-c/flow.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
