<?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-27563245</id><updated>2011-07-29T03:36:03.179+06:00</updated><title type='text'>TK-o-Maniac</title><subtitle type='html'>well if u are reading this make sure u dont talk to me abt this, the reason being this page clearly states what typa person i am or what i feel. The person which i hide from everyone around me........</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khuranatarun.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27563245/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khuranatarun.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>T K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16982670868107046177</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>5</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27563245.post-115800867848195943</id><published>2006-09-12T02:56:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2007-03-09T16:59:01.841+06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats all i have..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to give u&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Love....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats all i need..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to treasure u&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Love....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats all i see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i think of u&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Love....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats all i feel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i dream of u.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Love....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats all i can say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to prove how much i care....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVE YOU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27563245-115800867848195943?l=khuranatarun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khuranatarun.blogspot.com/feeds/115800867848195943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27563245&amp;postID=115800867848195943&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27563245/posts/default/115800867848195943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27563245/posts/default/115800867848195943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khuranatarun.blogspot.com/2006/09/love-love.html' title=''/><author><name>T K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16982670868107046177</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-27563245.post-115087140164280306</id><published>2006-06-21T12:30:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2007-03-09T16:59:53.790+06:00</updated><title type='text'>YOU</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;"&gt;I wish I could put into words.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;"&gt;The depth of my feelings for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;"&gt;When I think about the good time we have shared&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;"&gt;I feel simply and quietly grateful,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;"&gt;to have found you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27563245-115087140164280306?l=khuranatarun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khuranatarun.blogspot.com/feeds/115087140164280306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27563245&amp;postID=115087140164280306&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27563245/posts/default/115087140164280306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27563245/posts/default/115087140164280306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khuranatarun.blogspot.com/2006/06/you.html' title='YOU'/><author><name>T K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16982670868107046177</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-27563245.post-115069376670876112</id><published>2006-06-19T11:01:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2007-03-09T17:00:38.342+06:00</updated><title type='text'>WHY "SMILE"</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Some joys are better told in silence as smile hold more meaning than words.&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;some one asked me if i enjoy you in my life.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;and I just&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;"SMILED"........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27563245-115069376670876112?l=khuranatarun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khuranatarun.blogspot.com/feeds/115069376670876112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27563245&amp;postID=115069376670876112&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27563245/posts/default/115069376670876112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27563245/posts/default/115069376670876112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khuranatarun.blogspot.com/2006/06/why-smile.html' title='WHY &quot;SMILE&quot;'/><author><name>T K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16982670868107046177</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-27563245.post-115064913203219748</id><published>2006-06-18T22:43:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2007-03-09T17:01:32.888+06:00</updated><title type='text'>When I see in her eyes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;"&gt;I look into her eyes, and all I can do is smile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;"&gt;I try to speak, but only realize how deep is her eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;"&gt;I try not to look into her eyes, but the moment I do, I jus can make up my mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;"&gt;When I talk to her, I just hear some music in my ears.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;"&gt;Sitting back relaxed in mind, I just muse how sweet and unique are her eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;"&gt;Every time I think of her, my heart go soft, I feel butterfly in my stomach, and glitters in my eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;"&gt;And at times is jus sit alone and think of her, and smile, smile for hours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;"&gt;I want to hear her, know her, is she a mystery or as plain as white, or she plays cupid and digs all arrows in my heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;"&gt;I don’t know whether she know this or she likes me or not, but I don’t get reasons why she is always on my mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;"&gt;God gave her such a beautiful smile; she can win anyone without even trying. No matter how frustrated angry or agitated I am, just a glimpse of her, makes me feel like heaven. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;"&gt;I don’t even know is she an ANGEL or its jus a dream in which I AM.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;"&gt;I wake up at 2 in the night with no reasons in mind,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;"&gt;Then thoughts of loosing her wander the whole night in my mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;"&gt;I try to take her out of my mind, but my heart makes all efforts go futile how hard I try.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;"&gt;Just one message from her gives me reasons to exist, jus few words from her take me to Heavens.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;"&gt;Some times I feel like telling her how I feel about her, but fear what if she don’t believe in my words makes my heart goes fragile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;"&gt;The moment I think about her and me, the only thought which comes to mind is-“doesn’t she deserve something better???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;"&gt;”Then I ask myself, what is in her that I am so obsessed about her and the only reply I get is “cause its “HER”… Its “HER””. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27563245-115064913203219748?l=khuranatarun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khuranatarun.blogspot.com/feeds/115064913203219748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27563245&amp;postID=115064913203219748&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27563245/posts/default/115064913203219748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27563245/posts/default/115064913203219748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khuranatarun.blogspot.com/2006/06/when-i-see-in-her-eyes.html' title='When I see in her eyes'/><author><name>T K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16982670868107046177</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-27563245.post-114680003215191897</id><published>2006-05-05T09:28:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2007-03-09T17:05:32.818+06:00</updated><title type='text'>Hi</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;This is like my first post on my blog.. i think i ll be keeping this place to share my experience with myself..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets see what do i come up with&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;atleast this will be the only place where .. i can freak out of the boundaries of the real world and not feel entraped in the misery of being in middle of&lt;/span&gt; "No Where"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27563245-114680003215191897?l=khuranatarun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khuranatarun.blogspot.com/feeds/114680003215191897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27563245&amp;postID=114680003215191897&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27563245/posts/default/114680003215191897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27563245/posts/default/114680003215191897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khuranatarun.blogspot.com/2006/05/hi.html' title='Hi'/><author><name>T K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16982670868107046177</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>
