<?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-14512450</id><updated>2011-08-26T04:14:04.400-07:00</updated><title type='text'>double helix</title><subtitle type='html'>You live and learn ......
at any rate you live!! 
- Douglas Adams</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seekinbalance.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14512450/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seekinbalance.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>catch22</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05109985947766354722</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>27</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14512450.post-5246652736037936055</id><published>2010-11-28T11:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-28T11:48:55.938-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love vs Lust</title><content type='html'>In the end it is all lust as long as youth allows you to indulge it. Love is just an aura given by the romantics and after that it is all fantasy.&lt;div&gt;                              - Kushwant Singh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14512450-5246652736037936055?l=seekinbalance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seekinbalance.blogspot.com/feeds/5246652736037936055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14512450&amp;postID=5246652736037936055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14512450/posts/default/5246652736037936055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14512450/posts/default/5246652736037936055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seekinbalance.blogspot.com/2010/11/love-vs-lust.html' title='Love vs Lust'/><author><name>catch22</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05109985947766354722</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-14512450.post-1998377543949630475</id><published>2008-04-08T06:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-08T07:02:30.174-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life Lessons from Rilke</title><content type='html'>"No one can advise or help you - no one.  There is only one thing you should do.  Go into yourself.  Find out the reason that commands you to write; see whether it has spread its roots into the very depths of your heart; confess to yourself whether you would have to die if you were forbidden to write.  This most of all:  ask yourself in the most silent hour of your night:  must I write?  Dig into yourself for a deep answer.  And if this answer rings out in assent, if you meet this solemn question with a strong, simple "I must," then build your life in accordance with this necessity; your while life, even into its humblest and most indifferent hour, must become a sign and witness to this impulse.  Then come close to Nature.  Then, as if no one had ever tried before, try to say what you see and feel and love and lose...................................................................................&lt;br /&gt;................So, dear Sir, I can't give you any advice but this:  to go into yourself and see how deep the place is from which your life flows; at its source you will find the answer to the question whether you must create.  Accept that answer, just as it is given to you, without trying to interpret it.  Perhaps you will discover that you are called to be an artist.  Then take the destiny upon yourself, and bear it, its burden and its greatness, without ever asking what reward might come from outside.  For the creator must be a world for himself and must find everything in himself and in Nature, to whom his whole life is devoted. &lt;p&gt;But after this descent into yourself and into your solitude, perhaps you will have to renounce becoming a poet (if, as I have said, one feels one could live without writing, then one shouldn't write at all).  Nevertheless, even then, this self-searching that I as of you will not have been for nothing.  Your life will still find its own paths from there, and that they may be good, rich, and wide is what I wish for you, more than I can say &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;What else can I tell you?  It seems to me that everything has its proper emphasis; and finally I want to add just one more bit of advice:  to keep growing, silently and earnestly, through your while development; you couldn't disturb it any more violently than by looking outside and waiting for outside answers to question that only your innermost feeling, in your quietest hour, can perhaps answer."&lt;/p&gt;- Letters to a young poet (Rainer Maria Rilke)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14512450-1998377543949630475?l=seekinbalance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seekinbalance.blogspot.com/feeds/1998377543949630475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14512450&amp;postID=1998377543949630475' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14512450/posts/default/1998377543949630475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14512450/posts/default/1998377543949630475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seekinbalance.blogspot.com/2008/04/life-lessons-from-rilke.html' title='Life Lessons from Rilke'/><author><name>catch22</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05109985947766354722</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14512450.post-2637476899711632928</id><published>2008-04-08T06:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-08T06:53:05.087-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Goal</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" dir="ltr" style="text-align: left; direction: ltr; unicode-bidi: embed;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;To live only for some future goal is shallow. It's the sides of the mountain which sustain life, not the top. Here's where things grow. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" dir="ltr" style="text-align: left; direction: ltr; unicode-bidi: embed;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;But of course, without the top you can't have any sides. It's the top that defines the sides. So on we go…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" dir="ltr" style="text-align: left; direction: ltr; unicode-bidi: embed;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;'&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://www.amazon.co.uk/Zen-Art-Motorcycle-Maintenance-Inquiry/dp/0060589469/ref=pd_bbs_3?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=gateway&amp;amp;qid=1201966586&amp;amp;sr=8-3"&gt;Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintenance&lt;/a&gt;', Robert Pirsig&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14512450-2637476899711632928?l=seekinbalance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seekinbalance.blogspot.com/feeds/2637476899711632928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14512450&amp;postID=2637476899711632928' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14512450/posts/default/2637476899711632928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14512450/posts/default/2637476899711632928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seekinbalance.blogspot.com/2008/04/to-live-only-for-some-future-goal-is.html' title='Goal'/><author><name>catch22</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05109985947766354722</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-14512450.post-5098338713280572023</id><published>2008-01-08T08:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-08T08:17:55.736-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Unconditional Love</title><content type='html'>I think it is very easy to hate a person..it is easy to not trust ...it is easy to point fingers..it is very easy to believe what is not true...most first reactions are always to point fingers and blame...what is truly courageous is  honesty and love...unconditional love....how many people in our lives do we love unconditionally...are we even capable of it?&lt;br /&gt;love is hard..to keep loving is harder...I want to unconditionally love...to live the life I have with love..I want to live my life like my mother does hers....she passed on nothing but unconditional love and faith to me and my sister....it is our only strength and heritage&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I only hope my life is worthy of the values my mother gave me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14512450-5098338713280572023?l=seekinbalance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seekinbalance.blogspot.com/feeds/5098338713280572023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14512450&amp;postID=5098338713280572023' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14512450/posts/default/5098338713280572023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14512450/posts/default/5098338713280572023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seekinbalance.blogspot.com/2008/01/unconditional-love.html' title='Unconditional Love'/><author><name>catch22</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05109985947766354722</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-14512450.post-116076376614433798</id><published>2006-10-13T11:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T11:22:46.146-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Maturity</title><content type='html'>Who would you call a mature person? Does maturity come with age?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14512450-116076376614433798?l=seekinbalance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seekinbalance.blogspot.com/feeds/116076376614433798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14512450&amp;postID=116076376614433798' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14512450/posts/default/116076376614433798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14512450/posts/default/116076376614433798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seekinbalance.blogspot.com/2006/10/maturity.html' title='Maturity'/><author><name>catch22</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05109985947766354722</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-14512450.post-116068996937025279</id><published>2006-10-12T14:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-12T14:52:49.380-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>When was the last time you were swept off your feet by some one, some thing, some place, whatever? Have you ever experienced intense soul soaring happiness ever in your life?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14512450-116068996937025279?l=seekinbalance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seekinbalance.blogspot.com/feeds/116068996937025279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14512450&amp;postID=116068996937025279' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14512450/posts/default/116068996937025279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14512450/posts/default/116068996937025279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seekinbalance.blogspot.com/2006/10/when-was-last-time-you-were-swept-off.html' title=''/><author><name>catch22</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05109985947766354722</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-14512450.post-116051699845864885</id><published>2006-10-10T14:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-10T14:49:58.460-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Debate</title><content type='html'>A: "i like people who stick strongly to their ideals...come wht may....i havent come across anyone in life who has been this way...they give away at some point of time...more than anythin it takes strength of heart..and i wudnt say its impossible...people are usually scared of wht they think and believe...they need others to give them the conviction...the point is not of being right or wrong ..but is to be able to hold on..and have an unconditional attitude to life...and keep believing in themselves and the seamless boundaries the human mind can yet transcend..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N: "i feel.....people chould change and must change....if you think you are wrong you have the right to be right...one must always leave room for mistakes and correcting them...we all change..knowing that you are in the&gt;worng or u have made the wrong choices and sticking by it is kinda dumb...change is always for the better,....it is the human perception of change  that must change..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: "i wouldnt agree with u on that....a person's convictions suddenly seem wrong one fine day..coz people around them make them want to think so....as i sad..some people jus dont have it in them...to hold on...thats wht separates the ordinary from the extraordinary..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N: "you are curbing an individual's freedom by not giving him an option...a person should be free to do whatever he wants...if he wants to quit he should...it is pointless to hold a person to something...because it is impossible to remain the same....he wud be lying if he said he didnt believe in change..one must learn to adapt...otherwise you will just decay....it is only the fittest that survive...the rest wither and die....it is good to have principles and stick to them....all i am saying is you cannot crucify a person to being ordinary just because he decided to make a choice...&lt;br /&gt;sometimes when you listen to certain people what they say makes sense to you....and you see yourself in a totally different light...man is not a solitary animal...there is a reason why he is a social animal...roark cannot exist in real life....he is the ideal that can exist only in a novel ...have you noticed..he doesnt have a family...a mother...a father...it makes a big difference.. "&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14512450-116051699845864885?l=seekinbalance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seekinbalance.blogspot.com/feeds/116051699845864885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14512450&amp;postID=116051699845864885' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14512450/posts/default/116051699845864885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14512450/posts/default/116051699845864885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seekinbalance.blogspot.com/2006/10/debate.html' title='Debate'/><author><name>catch22</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05109985947766354722</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-14512450.post-116051627400102879</id><published>2006-10-10T14:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-10T14:37:54.020-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yesterday i was walking home and there was this wave of breeze so strong that all the trees and plants along the way were swaying the leaves were  dancing in the wind it was such a beautiful sight...i felt it was nature talking to me...i was so happy that moment...i wanted to share that happiness..,..i was frantically calling people ....then i realized i was just wasting that moment...i decided to just stop and soak up all the happiness within me...people must've found me crazy smiling ear to ear and walking on the street :).....today it is back to the same old routine....but that moment that i enjoyed yesterday is something precious...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14512450-116051627400102879?l=seekinbalance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seekinbalance.blogspot.com/feeds/116051627400102879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14512450&amp;postID=116051627400102879' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14512450/posts/default/116051627400102879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14512450/posts/default/116051627400102879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seekinbalance.blogspot.com/2006/10/yesterday-i-was-walking-home-and-there.html' title=''/><author><name>catch22</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05109985947766354722</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-14512450.post-115593021114583523</id><published>2006-08-18T12:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-18T12:43:31.156-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Freedom</title><content type='html'>How would you define freedom in terms of its significance in an individual's life?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14512450-115593021114583523?l=seekinbalance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seekinbalance.blogspot.com/feeds/115593021114583523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14512450&amp;postID=115593021114583523' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14512450/posts/default/115593021114583523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14512450/posts/default/115593021114583523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seekinbalance.blogspot.com/2006/08/freedom.html' title='Freedom'/><author><name>catch22</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05109985947766354722</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-14512450.post-115455834808923540</id><published>2006-08-02T15:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-02T15:42:31.156-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thoughts for the day :)</title><content type='html'>"To eat is Human, to digest Divine"&lt;br /&gt;                                      -Mark Twain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"To err is human, but it feels divine"&lt;br /&gt;                                            -Mae West&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The world is a stage, but the play is badly cast"&lt;br /&gt;                                                                     -Oscar Wilde&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14512450-115455834808923540?l=seekinbalance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seekinbalance.blogspot.com/feeds/115455834808923540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14512450&amp;postID=115455834808923540' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14512450/posts/default/115455834808923540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14512450/posts/default/115455834808923540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seekinbalance.blogspot.com/2006/08/thoughts-for-day.html' title='Thoughts for the day :)'/><author><name>catch22</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05109985947766354722</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-14512450.post-115376589131625661</id><published>2006-07-24T11:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-24T11:31:31.326-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Death</title><content type='html'>What do you do when a person you know dies?&lt;br /&gt;How does one cope with death?&lt;br /&gt;Why does it hurt so bad?&lt;br /&gt;I am angry. She did not deserve it.&lt;br /&gt;I grieve for her loved ones, their loss and the life she deserved to live.&lt;br /&gt;I am helpless..I have only my tears to offer&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14512450-115376589131625661?l=seekinbalance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seekinbalance.blogspot.com/feeds/115376589131625661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14512450&amp;postID=115376589131625661' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14512450/posts/default/115376589131625661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14512450/posts/default/115376589131625661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14512450.post-113691531814094457</id><published>2006-01-10T09:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-10T09:48:38.140-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Unbelievable but true :)</title><content type='html'>Sometimes life is one big pain in the ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Summer of '42&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14512450-113691531814094457?l=seekinbalance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seekinbalance.blogspot.com/feeds/113691531814094457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14512450&amp;postID=113691531814094457' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;Tumhaari muskurahat me hai hamari dhadkan&lt;br /&gt;Tumhari har labs me hai hamari jeevan rekha&lt;br /&gt;Tumse shuru hoke tumhi par khatam hoti hai har pal hamari&lt;br /&gt;Tumhari kushi ke liye hai jaan haazir&lt;br /&gt;Jaan jathi hai har pal tumse juda hokar&lt;br /&gt;Mar mar kar jeethe hai tumhare bina&lt;br /&gt;Tumse milne ki tamanna hai ummeed is jeevan ki&lt;br /&gt;Tumhari lambi umar ki karte hai hum dua&lt;br /&gt;Bas tum khushiya manao hazaron saal aur saal ke din ho pachaas hazaar&lt;br /&gt;Janam din mubarak ho&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14512450-113691519003644281?l=seekinbalance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seekinbalance.blogspot.com/feeds/113691519003644281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14512450&amp;postID=113691519003644281' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14512450/posts/default/113691519003644281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14512450/posts/default/113691519003644281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seekinbalance.blogspot.com/2006/01/happy-birthday.html' title='Happy Birthday'/><author><name>catch22</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05109985947766354722</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-14512450.post-113475719645540462</id><published>2005-12-16T10:13:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-16T10:19:56.466-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I feel nostalgic, thinking about the good times I ve shared with my friends. The long walks along the streets of coimbatore, talking abt the most mundane things.....laughing our heads off at things so silly...sipping coffee at annapurna or browns or coffee day....going to the movies and bitching out aloud in the theatres....cribbing about the city...the pressures of college and life in general....those were carefree days....Now I yearn for my friends.....to share a joke... a laugh...I miss my buddies in laughter....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14512450-113475719645540462?l=seekinbalance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seekinbalance.blogspot.com/feeds/113475719645540462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14512450&amp;postID=113475719645540462' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14512450/posts/default/113475719645540462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14512450/posts/default/113475719645540462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seekinbalance.blogspot.com/2005/12/i-feel-nostalgic-thinking-about-good_16.html' title=''/><author><name>catch22</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05109985947766354722</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-14512450.post-113033543434128043</id><published>2005-10-26T06:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-26T07:03:54.346-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The wind thats rushing against my skin. Bliss&lt;br /&gt;Listening to the black bird whistle&lt;br /&gt;Watching the leaves rustle&lt;br /&gt;Purple bouganvillas dancing away&lt;br /&gt;Blades of grass bowing to the twilight reiging over the evening&lt;br /&gt;Why worry about the future that is so hazy and the past,&lt;br /&gt;It is so crazy&lt;br /&gt;When you have the joy of being in the present&lt;br /&gt;Why not make the best of it&lt;br /&gt;Why not enjoy the wind some more and&lt;br /&gt;Look at the skies clear&lt;br /&gt;I know God rests somewhere  here within the glow in my eyes&lt;br /&gt;and the smile on my lips&lt;br /&gt;The feeling in my heart&lt;br /&gt;Oh! I see God!&lt;br /&gt;I feel God in every breath of contentment&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14512450-113033543434128043?l=seekinbalance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seekinbalance.blogspot.com/feeds/113033543434128043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14512450&amp;postID=113033543434128043' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14512450/posts/default/113033543434128043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14512450/posts/default/113033543434128043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seekinbalance.blogspot.com/2005/10/wind-thats-rushing-against-my-skin.html' title=''/><author><name>catch22</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05109985947766354722</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-14512450.post-112236250450250620</id><published>2005-07-26T00:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-26T00:21:44.506-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Song sung blue..</title><content type='html'>Tujhse naaraaz nahi zindagi hairaan hoon mai , oh hairaan hoon mai&lt;br /&gt;Teri masoom sawaalon se pareshaan hoon mai, oh pareshan hoon mai&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14512450-112236250450250620?l=seekinbalance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seekinbalance.blogspot.com/feeds/112236250450250620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14512450&amp;postID=112236250450250620' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14512450/posts/default/112236250450250620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14512450/posts/default/112236250450250620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seekinbalance.blogspot.com/2005/07/song-sung-blue.html' title='Song sung blue..'/><author><name>catch22</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05109985947766354722</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>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14512450.post-112194294675134412</id><published>2005-07-21T03:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-21T03:49:06.756-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Best Things Ever - Courtesy Uncyclopedia</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;The Best Things Ever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;God&lt;br /&gt;Timelessness-4 billion BC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="God" href="http://uncyclopedia.org/wiki/God"&gt;God&lt;/a&gt; wins the slot for the first Best Thing Ever, as he is reported to be the only thing ever for a long, unimaginable stretch of time. As the creator of the list itself, he brought a second thing into being, at first solely for the purpose of giving his sense of self-confidence something solid to believe in, but soon the joy of creating things got the best of him, and he went wild.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oxygen&lt;br /&gt;4 billion BC-60 million BC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the beginning, God created the &lt;a title="Heaven" href="http://uncyclopedia.org/wiki/Heaven"&gt;heavens&lt;/a&gt; and the &lt;a title="Earth" href="http://uncyclopedia.org/wiki/Earth"&gt;earth&lt;/a&gt;, and a bunch of other &lt;a title="Boring" href="http://uncyclopedia.org/wiki/Boring"&gt;boring&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a title="Shit" href="http://uncyclopedia.org/wiki/Shit"&gt;shit&lt;/a&gt; that everyone takes for granted. Yadda yadda yadda, and then He created &lt;a title="Life" href="http://uncyclopedia.org/wiki/Life"&gt;life&lt;/a&gt;. This life promptly died within the first few minutes of creation, no matter how many times He tried to make it. Eventually, He realized that the life He created couldn’t breathe, and so He invented &lt;a title="Oxygen" href="http://uncyclopedia.org/wiki/Oxygen"&gt;oxygen&lt;/a&gt;, which allowed life to flourish.&lt;br /&gt;God then realized that, according to the list, He had created something even more important than Himself, and went into seclusion for 4 billion years and running. His last words were reportedly “Yeah, well, I was on the list the longest, and nothing’s going to take that record from me!”&lt;br /&gt;And you know what? There’s no way to prove Him wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="Humans"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Humans&lt;br /&gt;60 million BC-45 million BC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the life known as ‘&lt;a title="Dinosaur" href="http://uncyclopedia.org/wiki/Dinosaur"&gt;Dinosaur&lt;/a&gt;’ died, and so &lt;a title="Human" href="http://uncyclopedia.org/wiki/Human"&gt;humans&lt;/a&gt; stepped up to claim their position as the greatest species on planet earth. They survived the &lt;a title="Alien" href="http://uncyclopedia.org/wiki/Alien"&gt;alien&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a title="1920's style &amp;quot;Death Rays&amp;quot;" href="http://uncyclopedia.org/wiki/1920%27s_style_%22Death_Rays%22"&gt;death rays&lt;/a&gt; that killed off the dinosaurs, and as such, they celebrated. They threw such a wild &lt;a class="new" title="Party" href="http://uncyclopedia.org/index.php?title=Party&amp;amp;action=edit"&gt;party&lt;/a&gt; that creation itself took notice of them, and inscribed homo sapien on the Official List of the Best Things in Existence.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14512450-112194294675134412?l=seekinbalance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seekinbalance.blogspot.com/feeds/112194294675134412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14512450&amp;postID=112194294675134412' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14512450/posts/default/112194294675134412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14512450/posts/default/112194294675134412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seekinbalance.blogspot.com/2005/07/best-things-ever-courtesy-uncyclopedia.html' title='The Best Things Ever - Courtesy Uncyclopedia'/><author><name>catch22</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05109985947766354722</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-14512450.post-112192442841590961</id><published>2005-07-20T22:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-21T04:31:41.686-07:00</updated><title type='text'>To Be. I choose...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;The Road Not Taken &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;             - Robert Frost &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;And sorry I could not travel both&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;And be one traveler, long I stood&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;And looked down one as far as I could&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;To where it bent in the undergrowth;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then took the other, as just as fair,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;And having perhaps the better claim,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Because it was grassy and wanted wear;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Though as for that the passing there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Had worn them really about the same,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And both that morning equally lay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;In leaves no step had trodden black.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Oh, I kept the first for another day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Yet knowing how way leads on to way,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I doubted if I should ever come back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall be telling this with a sigh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Somewhere ages and ages hence:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I took the one less traveled by,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;And that has made all the difference.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14512450-112192442841590961?l=seekinbalance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seekinbalance.blogspot.com/feeds/112192442841590961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14512450&amp;postID=112192442841590961' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14512450/posts/default/112192442841590961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14512450/posts/default/112192442841590961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seekinbalance.blogspot.com/2005/07/to-be-i-choose.html' title='To Be. I choose...'/><author><name>catch22</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05109985947766354722</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-14512450.post-112191887255263132</id><published>2005-07-20T20:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-21T04:26:25.556-07:00</updated><title type='text'>To be or not to be</title><content type='html'>Indecision is my biggest vice. I am forever weighing the pros and cons of any situation. It comes out of fear and lack of confidence I suppose. I am afraid of coming to a decision and not being able to handle things when stuff goes wrong. It is difficult to choose when every situation has its advantages and disadvantages. You win some and you lose some.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My journey through life has brought me to a fork right now which leads to two different paths. Both seem worthwhile from where I stand. Both the paths can lead me to where I want to be in life, my ultimate goal. So which one do I choose? One of the paths will put me on my way to the goal a wee bit sooner than the other one. I really want to stick to that one. But the people closest to me advise me to take the other path which requires a lot of patience from my side. If I stick to that path I will end up in a similar situation after a year when I will have to make a choice again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The decision has to be mine and I am as usual confused. This is the first major decision I will be taking in my life. I have always been offered stuff before on a platter. In a way I am spoilt as a person and it is not a good thing at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have always been a dreamer all through my life and so far my dreams have remained just that. When you want your dreams to transform into reality you gotta get on the field and play the game, make choices, make mistakes, learn from them and keep going until you achieve what you really want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been waiting in the pavillion for my turn to come all this while. Dreaming of hitting a century, winning the match, being the man of the match, getting a standing ovation from my team mates and the audience, holding the cup high up in the air and making my captain and my team proud of me. All this while sitting in the pavillion waiting for my turn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the coin is tossed, heads or tails, I have to abide by the rules, once it is decided our team has to bat, I need to make up my mind whether to go in first or wait for my turn after one batsman gets out. So with the later option I will have to wait until the batsman gets out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this point of time my life is at the stage when the coin is tossed and I am watching the coin somersault in air. Whatever be the outcome I shall accept it with all humility, I have no choice there. What I am worried about is what if I have to bat? Will I be able to do it? Will I be able to handle the pressure of going in first? or listen to what my coach says and simply wait in the pavillion until the first batsman getsout?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All this is bogging me down. Winners are made of sterner stuff. I have never aspired mediocrity or sameness in life. Not many are going to be around to support me in any decision I take. They are all waiting to point fingers at me when I fail.&lt;br /&gt;"Look I told you this was going to happen" "You never listened to us anyway now you suffer the consequences"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I ready to stand by my decision and fight against the whole world all alone? I want to. I am praying hard. I need strength to go through this. It may not me that big a deal for anyone else. For me it a fight for my life and my goals.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14512450-112191887255263132?l=seekinbalance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seekinbalance.blogspot.com/feeds/112191887255263132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14512450&amp;postID=112191887255263132' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14512450/posts/default/112191887255263132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14512450/posts/default/112191887255263132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seekinbalance.blogspot.com/2005/07/to-be-or-not-to-be.html' title='To be or not to be'/><author><name>catch22</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05109985947766354722</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-14512450.post-112176282635412165</id><published>2005-07-19T01:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-21T04:26:44.720-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I am</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;pas·sion·ate (psh-nt) adj: &lt;/em&gt;Capable of, having, or dominated by powerful emotions&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14512450-112176282635412165?l=seekinbalance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seekinbalance.blogspot.com/feeds/112176282635412165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14512450&amp;postID=112176282635412165' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14512450/posts/default/112176282635412165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14512450/posts/default/112176282635412165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seekinbalance.blogspot.com/2005/07/i-am.html' title='I am'/><author><name>catch22</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05109985947766354722</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-14512450.post-112168736007866383</id><published>2005-07-18T04:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-21T04:27:08.723-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oscar Wilde From Uncyclopedia, Go check it out</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;"As one great man has said to another, 'Shut the fuck up Charles.'" ~ &lt;strong&gt;Oscar Wilde &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"I've never even seen a law. How can I break something I can't see?" ~ &lt;strong&gt;Oscar Wilde&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"I love the &lt;/em&gt;&lt;a title="French" href="http://uncyclopedia.org/wiki/French"&gt;&lt;em&gt;French&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; language.... fantastic language, especially to curse with... it's like wiping your arse with silk" ~ &lt;strong&gt;Oscar Wilde&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The Japanese language is, by far, the greatest barrier to communication ever created by man." ~ &lt;strong&gt;Oscar Wilde, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a title="The Gift of the Mikado" href="http://uncyclopedia.org/wiki/The_Gift_of_the_Mikado"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Gift of the Mikado&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Counter clockwise means nothing to a digital watch" ~ &lt;strong&gt;Oscar Wilde&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"I doubt, therefore I might be" ~ &lt;strong&gt;Oscar Wilde&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14512450-112168736007866383?l=seekinbalance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seekinbalance.blogspot.com/feeds/112168736007866383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14512450&amp;postID=112168736007866383' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14512450/posts/default/112168736007866383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14512450/posts/default/112168736007866383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seekinbalance.blogspot.com/2005/07/oscar-wilde-from-uncyclopedia-go-check.html' title='Oscar Wilde From Uncyclopedia, Go check it out'/><author><name>catch22</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05109985947766354722</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-14512450.post-112168550446808464</id><published>2005-07-18T04:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-18T04:18:24.473-07:00</updated><title type='text'>On a lighter note :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;"The theory which states that if ever anybody discovers exactly what the universe is for and why it is here, it will instantly disappear and be replaced by something even more bizarre and inexplicable. There is another theory  which states that this has already happened"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;- &lt;strong&gt;Douglas Adams&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14512450-112168550446808464?l=seekinbalance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seekinbalance.blogspot.com/feeds/112168550446808464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14512450&amp;postID=112168550446808464' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14512450/posts/default/112168550446808464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14512450/posts/default/112168550446808464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seekinbalance.blogspot.com/2005/07/on-lighter-note.html' title='On a lighter note :)'/><author><name>catch22</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05109985947766354722</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-14512450.post-112162748274225898</id><published>2005-07-17T11:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-21T04:27:30.980-07:00</updated><title type='text'>They also serve who only stand and wait</title><content type='html'>The journey feels the longest and most tiresome when your destinatination gets closer. Most quit .. It takes courage to hang in there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes we forget ourselves even while leading self obsessed lives. We tend to do the same things we preach others against doing. From time to time, it helps to get a fresh perspective from another person on our lives. That is why we need to cherish our friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But friends betray too. Can't blame them they are human beings after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We need to have faith and trust just that one person who will never let go. Most of us call it God. It helps to have blind faith and hope in His powers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't pay to be a cynic.We need to believe to achieve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But make sure the belief isn't misplaced. Human beings can let you down. God can't and He wont because you created Him in the first place. You can't let yourself down. God is just an extension of yourself. If you believe you exist, He exists too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When everyone around you has let you down, you are confused and you feel low. Just turn to Him for comfort. Thats what I did today. I resorted to God ultimately and I feel good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all live in a selfish world. We face our battles alone and we can never live by the principle of entitlement!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am learning it the hard way. Detachment is the key.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14512450-112162748274225898?l=seekinbalance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seekinbalance.blogspot.com/feeds/112162748274225898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14512450&amp;postID=112162748274225898' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14512450/posts/default/112162748274225898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14512450/posts/default/112162748274225898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seekinbalance.blogspot.com/2005/07/they-also-serve-who-only-stand-and.html' title='They also serve who only stand and wait'/><author><name>catch22</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05109985947766354722</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-14512450.post-112162500012976284</id><published>2005-07-17T11:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-21T04:27:51.046-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The solitude of company</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;They felt like mist, like dew, like cloud&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;A mirage soon forgotten amidst the dusky lanes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Of morn, You were there so was I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;It was new. There was bliss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Fear crept in earthly binds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Unavoidable abided the binds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Fleeting moments of ecstasy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Intensity of soul searching music&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Disppeared floating into souls never unearthed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Lest good be spoken of as evil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;For purity of thought, of deed, of love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Incomprehensible, alone I stand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Seeking your hands of comfort,of company&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Stand with me.. I fear you wont&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Pride and prejudice I wade across&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Wont you too?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;To feel the gentle breeze&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;The tenderness of knowing beyond the sensory&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Into the yonder, to cherish the solitude of company&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14512450-112162500012976284?l=seekinbalance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seekinbalance.blogspot.com/feeds/112162500012976284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14512450&amp;postID=112162500012976284' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14512450/posts/default/112162500012976284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14512450/posts/default/112162500012976284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seekinbalance.blogspot.com/2005/07/solitude-of-company.html' title='The solitude of company'/><author><name>catch22</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05109985947766354722</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-14512450.post-112154764546231841</id><published>2005-07-16T10:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-21T04:30:03.283-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The basic difference between men and women</title><content type='html'>&lt;span &gt;The basic difference between men and women or is there a basic difference at all...?!!?!!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont think there is a need to create and probe a gender difference here. I just feel there are a lot of different people who happen to be men and women. The difference lies irrespective of the gender.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But one thing can of course be said that women are a wee bit more emotional and insecure when it comes to relationships than men usually are. I think the most important thing in a relationship is emotional security. Once that is stabilised and maintained, it is a smooth ride for the both of them. But then again it is the most difficult thing to achieve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont like it when anyone talks stuff to me like, "oh I know how you women are! All the same", " Just like you women to behave like this". Treat me like a person....my own self, dont treat me like a brand ambassador for all the women of the world. I am not one for sure :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am just a 21 year old , going through life like any other person my age. It is unfair to typecast me with the rest of them. We are all unique in our own ways. We have our own set of trials and we face them in our own unique manner. However odd or weird they may be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There might of course be a pattern in the way men and women usually behave. But I dont want to be bothered with that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont understand why there is a need to differentiate between the sexes. It would be so much simpler if we are looked at and treated as individuals rather than as a boy or a girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking at the larger picture I say, "To hell with feminism! To hell with male chauvanism! Lets talk humanitarianism here...The world would definitely be a better place if every man simply accepted a woman as another human being as strong or as vulnerable as himself rather than treating her as just a mere object of lust or loathe and if every woman treated man as her equal and not consider him inferior or superior to herself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We speak of being secular when we are practising the most primitive, most basic discrimination, the "gender discrimination". Why???&lt;br /&gt;I dont know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its just the way it has been over ages I guess... It is high time though that the trend changes..It is time we learnt to respect and accept our fellow human beings just the way they are. My identity ought to be defined not by my gender but by my capabailities as an individual.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14512450-112154764546231841?l=seekinbalance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seekinbalance.blogspot.com/feeds/112154764546231841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14512450&amp;postID=112154764546231841' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14512450/posts/default/112154764546231841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14512450/posts/default/112154764546231841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seekinbalance.blogspot.com/2005/07/basic-difference-between-men-and-women.html' title='The basic difference between men and women'/><author><name>catch22</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05109985947766354722</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-14512450.post-112142558401674155</id><published>2005-07-15T03:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-21T04:29:06.353-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Unbearable heaviness of being</title><content type='html'>I dont really relish the idea of beginning my blog on an unbearable note....But that is exactly how I feel today...I feel weighed down by the heaviness of my existence. No attempt from my side to cheer up is working out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So in a nutshell I created this blog to vent. To unleash the the beauty, the beast and the confused soul within me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phew!.. I feel relieved already... at the very thought of unloading my feelings... letting them disperse into the cyberspace :)&lt;br /&gt;Until next time&lt;br /&gt;Adios&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14512450-112142558401674155?l=seekinbalance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seekinbalance.blogspot.com/feeds/112142558401674155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14512450&amp;postID=112142558401674155' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14512450/posts/default/112142558401674155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14512450/posts/default/112142558401674155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seekinbalance.blogspot.com/2005/07/unbearable-heaviness-of-being.html' title='Unbearable heaviness of being'/><author><name>catch22</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05109985947766354722</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></feed>
