tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-89367847326460660972012-01-21T13:56:51.118-08:00This is where I am going to dump the rubbish of my mindSMAHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05589327233084108922noreply@blogger.comBlogger111100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8936784732646066097.post-72768749308162124222009-07-24T14:37:00.001-07:002009-07-24T14:38:33.666-07:00

Its not a final draft, and I wanted someone to review it before I put it on blog but then I just decided to put it on my blog and with that I'm planning to get back to the world of blogging._______________________________________I wish I could live my life once moreTo spend time with someone, I never didTo catchup with the life, I never livedLived it once and never wanted to live againI wish I

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I never thought about giving up and I am not going to give up, but I have chosen to grow up my wings, and lose my roots, with those I'd be able to fly away to different destinations. I tried several times but failed, now I am going to try once again. I can't leave myself on the mercy of destiny; I need to rewrite my own destiny. There are lots of things to be done in very short time span and I

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It is said that whenever one door closes for you then many doors open as well. So why are we unable to see all those open doors whenever a door of opportunity closes for us? It’s because we spend too much time in looking at the closed door that we often do not realize how many new door have opened.

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Everyone in this world wants to be successful, but no one knows what success actually is and, may be, no one would ever get to know, but who cares, anyway. The important thing is that success makes myself play too safe and adds to the fear of failure, whereas the failure makes me follow my own heart, and sets me free. So why do I still run after success?

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You may come out victorious in a fight with life, but the final battle is still to be fought and everyone is advised to prepare for it throughout his life. There may be plenty of time left for this battle to start but the time for preparation runs away very quickly and by the time person realizes it's already too late. So if you are reading this then you still have time left for the preparation.

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So what? Do I seem to be caring enough? People call me abnormal; I shrug it off and smile. Everyone in this world is abnormal; it’s an irony that only few dare to accept the truth and fewer get along with this truth. So here I am making an addition to those few who dare and determined to make into those fewer who get along with the truth.

SMAHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05589327233084108922noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8936784732646066097.post-43454021027469626172007-12-08T08:06:00.000-08:002007-12-09T10:32:01.803-08:00

In my previous post about web 2.0, I referred to its definition by Tim O'Reilly and he mentioned internet to be used as a platform. This raises a question about what sort of platform can internet be and the answer to this question is not far fetched from the realization of this concept. There are already lots of web applications, which provide users with the services they never have imagined in

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Many people perceive web 2.0 to be the second generation of web applications. But what exactly this second generation is? Some people refer it to be the web of social networking, where as other suggest it to be the service oriented web application. Yet there is a group of people who defined web 2.0 to be the interactive web, through the usage of technologies like AJAX. The term "Web 2.0" was

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I was making a plan for my new car purchase and was trying to decide which one to buy and trying to work out the finances, when I heard someone laughing behind me. I looked behind and found no one. On another day I was thinking about my job career and again I heard someone laughing but couldn't identify who it is. After few days I was again planning for something and this time I felt a tap on my

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I was waddling through the waves of distress, boredom and tiring life; waiting for someone to come and get me out of all this mess and take me somewhere where I can find happiness and pleasure. Then out of nowhere, in all the loneliness, among millions; I saw a figure. Hoping it to be my savior I gathered some strength and started walking towards that person. As I was getting close to that image,

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Every night I go to bed having some dreams in my eyes, some wishes in my heart and some plans in my mind; without even knowing that would I ever be able to achieve any of those, would I ever get out of bed in the morning; but yet hopes are there, plans do exist and time keeps on moving. After some time with sleep out of my reach and peace, miles away from my mind, I start thinking about whatever

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