<?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-25119728</id><updated>2012-02-10T10:58:53.862Z</updated><title type='text'>Some Bits of Fact !</title><subtitle type='html'>'That which is static and repetitive is boring. That which is dynamic and random is confusing. In between lies art' - A Wise Man</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ankurontherocks.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25119728/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ankurontherocks.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Ankur Jain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01164129499915795678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='14' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7977/2431/1600/Blog2.0.jpg'/></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-25119728.post-8146482172910317528</id><published>2007-03-15T14:20:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-04-16T06:01:21.230Z</updated><title type='text'>The Riddle</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This song just hits me again n again... One of the most meaningful songs i have ever heard...&lt;br /&gt;It says.. This life... This world.. is a riddle.. and we seek the answer to this riddle at somepoint or the other in our lives.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It very beautifully represents different kinds of 'Relationships'... Love.. Family... Friendship.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It depicts how relationships give meaning to life.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;In this world.. our existance is almost negligible.. 'we re big... but we are smaller than small... in the scheme of things we are nothing at all' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;So we turn into making our own world.. our own small world.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;filled with Love, Happiness, Peace and togetherness... a world where our existance matters... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The Reason for the world.. is who you are..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The Reason for the world.. is you and your relationships... Beautiful ain't it... ?? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Song --&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.esnips.com/doc/d59a3921-5b7a-4ee5-8ca8-76a226682018/Five-For-Fighting---The-Riddle-%28You--I%29"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;   &lt;table style="border: 1px solid rgb(204, 204, 204); padding: 0px; background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); color: rgb(255, 128, 0); font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 11px;" border="0" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;embed quality="high" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" bgcolor="#000" src="http://static.esnips.com/images/widgets/flash/candle.swf" flashvars="autoPlay=no&amp;theFile=http://www.esnips.com//nsdoc/d59a3921-5b7a-4ee5-8ca8-76a226682018&amp;amp;amp;theName=Five For Fighting - The Riddle (You &amp; I)&amp;amp;thePlayerURL=http://static.esnips.com/images/widgets/flash/mp3WidgetPlayer.swf" height="140" width="92"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px;" align="center" valign="bottom"&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 128, 0);" href="http://www.esnips.com/doc/d59a3921-5b7a-4ee5-8ca8-76a226682018/Five-For-Fighting---The-Riddle-%28You--I%29/?widget=flash_player_candle"&gt;Five For Fighting ...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Lyrics....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;There was a man back in '95&lt;br /&gt;Whose heart ran out of summers&lt;br /&gt;But before he died, I asked him&lt;br /&gt;Wait, what's the sense in life&lt;br /&gt;Come over me, Come over me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Son why you got to sing that tune&lt;br /&gt;Catch a Dylan song or some eclipse of the moon&lt;br /&gt;Let an angel swing and make you swoon&lt;br /&gt;Then you will see... You will see."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then he said,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Here's a riddle for yah&lt;br /&gt;Find the Answer&lt;br /&gt;There's a reason for the world&lt;br /&gt;You and I..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picked up my kid from school today&lt;br /&gt;Did you learn anything cause in the world today&lt;br /&gt;You can't live in a castle far away&lt;br /&gt;Now talk to me, come talk to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Dad I'm big but we're smaller than small&lt;br /&gt;In the scheme of things, well we're nothing at all&lt;br /&gt;Still every mother's child sings a lonely song&lt;br /&gt;So play with me, come play with me"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Hey Dad&lt;br /&gt;Here's a riddle for yah&lt;br /&gt;Find the Answer&lt;br /&gt;There's a reason for the world&lt;br /&gt;You and I...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Son for all I've told yah&lt;br /&gt;When you get right down to the&lt;br /&gt;Reason for the world...&lt;br /&gt;Who am I?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are secrets that we still have left to find&lt;br /&gt;There have been mysteries from the beginning of time&lt;br /&gt;There are answers we're not wise enough to see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said... You looking for a clue I Love You free...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The batter swings and the summer flies&lt;br /&gt;As I look into my angel's eyes&lt;br /&gt;A song plays on while the moon is high over me&lt;br /&gt;Something comes over me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess we're big and I guess we're small&lt;br /&gt;If you think about it man you know we got it all&lt;br /&gt;Cause we're all we got on this bouncing ball&lt;br /&gt;And I love you free&lt;br /&gt;I love you freely&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a riddle for yah&lt;br /&gt;Find the Answer&lt;br /&gt;There's a reason for the world&lt;br /&gt;You and I...&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;PS : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Your interpretations are invited too... :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25119728-8146482172910317528?l=ankurontherocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ankurontherocks.blogspot.com/feeds/8146482172910317528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25119728&amp;postID=8146482172910317528&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25119728/posts/default/8146482172910317528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25119728/posts/default/8146482172910317528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ankurontherocks.blogspot.com/2007/03/riddle.html' title='The Riddle'/><author><name>Ankur Jain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01164129499915795678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='14' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7977/2431/1600/Blog2.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25119728.post-2546633127287977583</id><published>2007-02-18T15:59:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-02-18T17:45:07.338Z</updated><title type='text'>Midsummer Day's Dream !!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_INaruSmwaXE/RdiCEdR4SjI/AAAAAAAAACI/BLB2yojcJ9w/s1600-h/sky_142.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_INaruSmwaXE/RdiCEdR4SjI/AAAAAAAAACI/BLB2yojcJ9w/s320/sky_142.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032915596677237298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here she goes again... Leaving behind a sight to sing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sanity breathes.... Serenity Creeps...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;As we lay... in the harness of our dreams..&lt;br /&gt;While she makes a subdued progress..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A perfect solace to the carked..&lt;br /&gt;A mellow with a yellow...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's an answer that i seek... what if she comes to a standstill ??&lt;br /&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/25119728-2546633127287977583?l=ankurontherocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ankurontherocks.blogspot.com/feeds/2546633127287977583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25119728&amp;postID=2546633127287977583&amp;isPopup=true' title='20 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25119728/posts/default/2546633127287977583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25119728/posts/default/2546633127287977583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ankurontherocks.blogspot.com/2007/02/midsummer-days-dream.html' title='Midsummer Day&apos;s Dream !!'/><author><name>Ankur Jain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01164129499915795678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='14' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7977/2431/1600/Blog2.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_INaruSmwaXE/RdiCEdR4SjI/AAAAAAAAACI/BLB2yojcJ9w/s72-c/sky_142.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>20</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25119728.post-3065960702420453706</id><published>2007-02-04T11:37:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-02-04T14:13:48.195Z</updated><title type='text'>The 'Wait' :-)</title><content type='html'>What is a 'wait' ? Why is a 'wait' ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's holding on to your urges till the perfect moment...&lt;br /&gt;It's because 'He' wants you to... 'You' want you to...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a test of your patience... A real life test... no papers... no pens... Only mind and soul..&lt;br /&gt;It's because 'You' need it... You can't afford to fail the test..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's an expectation... an expectation of the real happiness... like you have never felt before..&lt;br /&gt;It's because 'it' keeps you going... a Hope it is... a hope that'll give life a new meaning..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like... An Offspring(of a bird... Dove May be).. which is eager to fly... but can't.. till the wings adequate for it to...&lt;br /&gt;It's because only then will it Fly... Fly high... Fly Happy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a road... we all need to travel.. to get what we seek...&lt;br /&gt;Only then... We realize it was worth it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Wait will be worth it... :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25119728-3065960702420453706?l=ankurontherocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ankurontherocks.blogspot.com/feeds/3065960702420453706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25119728&amp;postID=3065960702420453706&amp;isPopup=true' title='19 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25119728/posts/default/3065960702420453706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25119728/posts/default/3065960702420453706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ankurontherocks.blogspot.com/2007/02/wait.html' title='The &apos;Wait&apos; :-)'/><author><name>Ankur Jain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01164129499915795678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='14' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7977/2431/1600/Blog2.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25119728.post-116998058498086108</id><published>2007-01-28T10:14:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-02-02T12:46:25.881Z</updated><title type='text'>Where the road of words.. Ends...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,153,153);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;1. Turn off the lights... :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;2. Start this song... read below.... and turn off the monitor... :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="FONT-FAMILY: verdana" href="http://www.esnips.com/doc/2d82b1de-3264-41b8-a97b-0f86064993c9/Sade---By-Your-Side"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;By you side&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;(Right Click... Open in a new Window... ) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Put on your imagination CAP ;-) !! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;3. Forget the world outside... Just go into a dream... Imagine you are on a sea shore... a smooth silky beach... (but you can't hear the waves - Not allowed :D ). :) Your beloved by your side and no one else... No words... Just this song playing smooth n soft in the background.. The perfect dusky aura... Eyes Locked !! :) An eternity... Let your thoughts speak... Let the eyes do the talking... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,153,153);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;you think i'd leave your side baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;you know me better than that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;you think i'd leave you down when you're down on your knees&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;i wouldn't do that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;i'll tell you you're right when you want&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;ha ah ah ah ah ah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;and if only you could see into me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;oh when you're cold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;i'll be there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;hold you tight to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;when you're on the outside baby and you can`t get in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;i will show you you're so much better than you know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;when you're lost and you're alone and you cant get back again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;i will find you darling and i will bring you home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;and if you want to cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;i am here to dry your eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;and in no time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;you'll be fine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;you think i'd leave your side baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;you know me better than that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;you think id leave you down when you're down on your knees&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;i wouldn't do that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;i'll tell you you're right when you wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;ha ah ah ah ah ah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;and if only you could see into me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;oh when you're cold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;i'll be there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;hold you tight to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;when you're low&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;i'll be there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;by your side baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;oh when you're cold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;i'll be there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;hold you tight to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;oh when you're low&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;i'll be there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;by your side baby &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,153,153);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Isn't it a moment we crave... !! ?? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;A moment we need to live... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;A moment which is not long enough....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#999999;"&gt;But still it feels like... Forever and always... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS : Get Up... Before you fall asleep :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25119728-116998058498086108?l=ankurontherocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ankurontherocks.blogspot.com/feeds/116998058498086108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25119728&amp;postID=116998058498086108&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25119728/posts/default/116998058498086108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25119728/posts/default/116998058498086108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ankurontherocks.blogspot.com/2007/01/where-road-of-words-ends.html' title='Where the road of words.. Ends...'/><author><name>Ankur Jain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01164129499915795678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='14' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7977/2431/1600/Blog2.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25119728.post-116812464447461100</id><published>2007-01-06T22:42:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-02-02T12:45:51.344Z</updated><title type='text'>A Crazy thing called 'Love'</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7977/2431/1600/802257/20070103cplis-a-p.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7977/2431/320/819288/20070103cplis-a-p.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Well... The Pic says it all... ;-)&lt;br /&gt;Saying more would be ruining it... :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25119728-116812464447461100?l=ankurontherocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ankurontherocks.blogspot.com/feeds/116812464447461100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25119728&amp;postID=116812464447461100&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25119728/posts/default/116812464447461100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25119728/posts/default/116812464447461100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ankurontherocks.blogspot.com/2007/01/crazy-thing-called-love.html' title='A Crazy thing called &apos;Love&apos;'/><author><name>Ankur Jain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01164129499915795678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='14' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7977/2431/1600/Blog2.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25119728.post-116552100376910265</id><published>2006-12-07T19:05:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-01-06T22:39:00.906Z</updated><title type='text'>Ankur... :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7977/2431/1600/335305/Sprout2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7977/2431/200/860696/Sprout2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Ankur...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;when life starts...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;where the journey begins...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ankur...&lt;br /&gt;who befriends the soil...&lt;br /&gt;who renders a soul to the flora...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ankur...&lt;br /&gt;is the birth of music...&lt;br /&gt;and the binding of notes to create a melody...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ankur...&lt;br /&gt;is happiness... all around...&lt;br /&gt;and the bond which is reluctant to shatter...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ankur&lt;br /&gt;is Love for life... Life for Love...&lt;br /&gt;and Ankur... is ME... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25119728-116552100376910265?l=ankurontherocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ankurontherocks.blogspot.com/feeds/116552100376910265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25119728&amp;postID=116552100376910265&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25119728/posts/default/116552100376910265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25119728/posts/default/116552100376910265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ankurontherocks.blogspot.com/2006/12/ankur.html' title='Ankur... :)'/><author><name>Ankur Jain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01164129499915795678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='14' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7977/2431/1600/Blog2.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25119728.post-115729591550594663</id><published>2006-09-03T15:04:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-02-02T12:46:55.821Z</updated><title type='text'>Muzik really keeps u going !</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#999999;"&gt;--&gt; Set the Volume a little on the high side...&lt;br /&gt;--&gt; pump up the bass...&lt;br /&gt;--&gt; add 2 tbspoons of Satriani n Vai...&lt;br /&gt;--&gt; 1.5 tbspoons of Bryan Adams&lt;br /&gt;--&gt; 2 tbspoon of Def leppard.. n Pink Floyd&lt;br /&gt;--&gt; 1 tbspoon of AR rehman..&lt;br /&gt;--&gt; depending how the mood goes... add some euphoria and strings or metallica, vanhalen, RHCP (Red hot Chilli peppers), Mr. BIG and RATM (Rage against the Machine).&lt;br /&gt;--&gt; add a pinch of nickelback, greenday and Staind&lt;br /&gt;--&gt; and 2 -3 cups of well composed lyrics to it... (which makes sense).. (This is the Most important ingredient) it can hit u very bad.. :-) for the good ofcourse !&lt;br /&gt;--&gt; And ofcourse put lots of guitar in it...&lt;br /&gt;Does it sound like a perfect recipe for ur ears ? May be Not.. To me it does... :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are a few things we cant without... This is one of them..&lt;br /&gt;It is soo very cogent that it can give u vast mood shifts... It can uplift u from ur sorrow.. it can elate u to a new high of happiness. !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there are songs which u associate with a real persons in ur life... a song which just flashes back all the good old memories back into ur thoughts ! and it happens everytime u listen to that song... it really does..&lt;br /&gt;then there are songs that remind me of our band.. godd we played them all the time.. we practised hard.. and now when i strum my guitar on these numbers... all our live performances are live again in my memory !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such is the power of music that all your stresses come to a standstill for while.. and its like one best fren who is always there for you ! :-)&lt;br /&gt;It has power, it has celebration...&lt;br /&gt;It has magic, it has dedication..&lt;br /&gt;It has aroma, it has intoxication..&lt;br /&gt;what ever u do... it realy keeps u going !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25119728-115729591550594663?l=ankurontherocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ankurontherocks.blogspot.com/feeds/115729591550594663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25119728&amp;postID=115729591550594663&amp;isPopup=true' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25119728/posts/default/115729591550594663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25119728/posts/default/115729591550594663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ankurontherocks.blogspot.com/2006/09/muzik-really-keeps-u-going.html' title='Muzik really keeps u going !'/><author><name>Ankur Jain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01164129499915795678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='14' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7977/2431/1600/Blog2.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25119728.post-115389699648429629</id><published>2006-07-26T06:53:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-02-02T12:47:21.264Z</updated><title type='text'>An Ode to a Guide, a Leader, a seeker, a believer, an inspirer… A Friend</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#999999;"&gt;Wrote this recently for someone i respect a lot...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#999999;"&gt;Lots of words to write… lot of thoughts to flow…&lt;br /&gt;But now when I am doing it… Just can’t find words to show…&lt;br /&gt;But one thing’s for sure… we’ll live in your Afterglow…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do I start…? I am a little confused…&lt;br /&gt;No PJs for you… to which you are so used… J&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last autumn it was... when I stepped into this team…&lt;br /&gt;Since then Malini… You have made the journey very much like a pleasant Dream…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was a little shaky... But you were the perfect guide…&lt;br /&gt;Nurturing me, bringing out my best... Not giving up when I was at my worst…&lt;br /&gt;With patience my potential you envisaged… n direction you gave, when I lost my way…&lt;br /&gt;A coach… a tutor… a mentor… a Guide…&lt;br /&gt;A friend, a philosopher, a treasure far n wide…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An in born Leader that you really are… coordinating with devotion and an unending zeal…&lt;br /&gt;An Inspiration for most of us by far… pragmatic in the ways that you deal…&lt;br /&gt;So comfortable you make it look… even when the things go really crook… J&lt;br /&gt;Humbly today I declare… you are leaving behind a well-paved way&lt;br /&gt;For us to sail and fly our mast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart says today… it will not let down; the Broadway you have set for us…&lt;br /&gt;New goals to seek, more dreams to pour…&lt;br /&gt;Wish you all the best for new heights to soar&lt;br /&gt;With the confidence that cultivates in you… there lots of success in store for you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope the thread that binds us… Always be there…&lt;br /&gt;I pray to God one more time… where you are, he always takes care…&lt;br /&gt;With these words I cap my pen…&lt;br /&gt;Where ever you go… May sunshine reignSome day… somewhere… see you again…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25119728-115389699648429629?l=ankurontherocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ankurontherocks.blogspot.com/feeds/115389699648429629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25119728&amp;postID=115389699648429629&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25119728/posts/default/115389699648429629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25119728/posts/default/115389699648429629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ankurontherocks.blogspot.com/2006/07/ode-to-guide-leader-seeker-believer.html' title='An Ode to a Guide, a Leader, a seeker, a believer, an inspirer… A Friend'/><author><name>Ankur Jain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01164129499915795678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='14' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7977/2431/1600/Blog2.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25119728.post-114717253802718942</id><published>2006-05-09T06:39:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-03-14T17:09:36.765Z</updated><title type='text'>Le Voyage Routier</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#999999;"&gt;The first time i heard of this idea, it sounded a bit creepy.. a little foolish.. but at times you should put aside your Practical self and give it a shot.. Thats what I did..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The original plan was 500 Kms long bike trip along the Konkan Coast.. Through the dense Western Ghats which are quite dangerous to drive.. 3 days.. 2 nights.. and with summer at its worst... This was going to be one hell of an adventure...&lt;br /&gt;10 people (Mind you from different places..) will gather @ Pune to start the trip on 29th April.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As per the plan we gathered in the afternoon... filled up the tanks with gas... Few of our fellow roadies brought a coconut... the plan was to break it before the trip starts (for a healthy and a prob free trip)... but accidently it fell down and broke by itself... (This was a bad sign to start with... but anyways... i never cared ) Finally... when everything was set...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vrrroooom vrrrooom... get set and go.... And so it commenced..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The start was pretty good... actually the road was pretty good... so we were speeding down @ some 90Ks... but it was toooo HOT... thanks to nishant for bringing those Sun block creams... But even then we were in for some HEAVY Tanning... Anyways...&lt;br /&gt;As we reached this placed called Mulshi.. some 30 kms from Pune... we already started feeling the battering HEAT...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After going some 40 kms more... We finally entered the western ghats...!! Dense mind you... very dense... Then we realised the ride was gonna be thrilling for sure... We were crossing mountain after mountain.... watchin those deeep valleys.... Goshh.. It was scary...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we were all racing ahead smoothly... something happened which we didnt wanted to... but you cant beat fate... one of the bikes met with an accident.. it was just a skid.. so by gods grace no one was badly hurt.. and to add to that... another bike got punctured... we were in for a lot of delay... finally after 3 hours of struggle... we finally managed to get it fixed.. had to carry the bike in a truck to the nearest fixing garage...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had to drive at night... but the sight was amazing... five bikes in line... cruising thru the ghats... we reached our first pit stop.. Harihareshwar.. the time was around 11pm... then we had to hunt for a Dorm for about 30 mins... finally we managed to get one.... after having the dinner... everyone dozed off with all time loud snoring...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next day morning... the beautiful harihareshwar beach was for us to relish... ppl enjoyed a lot splashing and jumping and playing with the mud on the shore.... after the sun really started tanning us badly.. we headed back to the dorm... quickly got ready... and headed towards Murud...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was a nice ride... without any hassels... the best part was... we reached a place from where we had to take our bikes on the BOAT from one shore to the opposite... it was amazing u know... the Boat was rocking with the heavy gush of wind... when we reached the other end we then headed for Murud... reaching there firstly checkd into a lodge... and quickly headed towards the BEach.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh what a beach it was... the most lovely beach of the Konkan coast line they say... and the evening time added to its beauty... people had poured into this place... was much more crowded than harihareshwar.... Yogi, Me and nishu went for a loong stroll along the coast... when the sun was set... we went in to a shop to get some beer... headed to the coast again... now this coool breeeze was ON ok.... we just sat there on the sand enjoying the beer and the snacks....&lt;br /&gt;take my words there are not many things better than this... sitting with ur best pals... a breezy nite... a sea coast... talkin about the goood old days... getting nostalgic... laughing at silly things we did in past... amazingg feeling...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And with the dawn next day... we headed back to our origin... This time we had a real smooth rides... but after such a long drives for continuous 2 days... our buttucks were in real pain... and driving with that Pain... You can imagine... and if you cant... dont try to... :D&lt;br /&gt;But after some time it was soo numb... we hardly felt it...&lt;br /&gt;The return journey was a quick one... with lots of races ;)&lt;br /&gt;Nishu was pumped up... we gave the bikes some hard time... racing around... and this time we didnt have any accidents or unlucky events... smoothly and safely we reached back... .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aaah... with the pain in the ***... WE bid adeau to all the fellow roadies... and finally returned home... as predicted... we had a goood tanning and an amazing trip... and this story was narrated to our frens... Folks (who had absolutely no Idea about it.. :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Le VoyaGE ROUtier...!! :-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25119728-114717253802718942?l=ankurontherocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ankurontherocks.blogspot.com/feeds/114717253802718942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25119728&amp;postID=114717253802718942&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25119728/posts/default/114717253802718942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25119728/posts/default/114717253802718942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ankurontherocks.blogspot.com/2006/05/le-voyage-routier.html' title='Le Voyage Routier'/><author><name>Ankur Jain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01164129499915795678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='14' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7977/2431/1600/Blog2.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25119728.post-114570890512658797</id><published>2006-04-22T12:14:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-02-02T12:48:04.014Z</updated><title type='text'>Living on the Fast Lane..!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Life is a rollercoaster... You just got to ride it... !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is when everything's ROSES... when you are trying to be good samaritan..! When you are not sure what's gonna happen in near future... and then there's a rush of events... Events... which cannot be ignored... and cannot be taken care of either... when everything just piles up...&lt;br /&gt;And you are one lost fish in the sea... Not sure how to handle the pressure... But there is something that keeps you going... the &lt;strong&gt;FAITH...&lt;/strong&gt; the&lt;strong&gt; BELIEF...&lt;/strong&gt; that you can do it...!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes it does work... All you need is to believe in yourself... it makes you ROCK steady... and thus sublimes ur &lt;strong&gt;CONFIDENCE..!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25119728-114570890512658797?l=ankurontherocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ankurontherocks.blogspot.com/feeds/114570890512658797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25119728&amp;postID=114570890512658797&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25119728/posts/default/114570890512658797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25119728/posts/default/114570890512658797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ankurontherocks.blogspot.com/2006/04/living-on-fast-lane.html' title='Living on the Fast Lane..!!!'/><author><name>Ankur Jain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01164129499915795678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='14' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7977/2431/1600/Blog2.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry></feed>
