<?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-2995770635783522853</id><updated>2011-04-21T12:58:46.481-07:00</updated><category term='Wait'/><category term='Fight'/><category term='Arguement'/><category term='meeting.'/><category term='Love'/><category term='Sleep'/><category term='Relation'/><category term='Missing.'/><category term='Birthday'/><category term='Destiny'/><category term='Cake'/><category term='Poem'/><category term='Surprise.'/><title type='text'>Love In Paradise</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magicalworldoflove.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2995770635783522853/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magicalworldoflove.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Puneet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10543290612242494088</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>22</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2995770635783522853.post-1462604088033925420</id><published>2008-10-03T06:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T06:43:34.411-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Left on Destiny....</title><content type='html'>Its being 5 months now, when they met last time and now they both are busy with their respective works..engrosses in their studies. He had recovered from his leg injury and returned to Delhi for studies and she had completed her one term. Both talk to each other more often than before, but then their schedule give them less time as expected and many things goes in between.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a long time, she is again writing in behalf of him, and as said songs do have a special meaning in their life and now also, in background a song is playing "Zara si dil me de jagah tu, zara sa apna le bana", the same song he puts in his dailor tone, when she was away from him at home...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing happening much in life. Sometimes they have smooth talks, sometimes they fight a bit but they both love each other a lot and these days, they both have a taken an opposite role as he is not able to express his love and she has start talking a lot and wants him to be like that also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both are having their personal problems, but being a guy he never reavels his problems and thats what always disturb her. By mistakingly their snaps, her birthday video got formatted by him and this provake lot of fight, as that was precious to her and she dont have second copy of it. But then its all part of the life and their love and they both know that thier love will pass all the hurdles of time and as destiny was the one who makes them together, destiny will always keep them together also....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2995770635783522853-1462604088033925420?l=magicalworldoflove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magicalworldoflove.blogspot.com/feeds/1462604088033925420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2995770635783522853&amp;postID=1462604088033925420' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2995770635783522853/posts/default/1462604088033925420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2995770635783522853/posts/default/1462604088033925420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magicalworldoflove.blogspot.com/2008/10/left-on-destiny.html' title='Left on Destiny....'/><author><name>Puneet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10543290612242494088</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-2995770635783522853.post-3920814945096383547</id><published>2008-08-11T21:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T22:04:54.168-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poem'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>A poem for Him...</title><content type='html'>Seeing the photographs of theirs, remind her of the days they spend together..Each and every single moment they spend together. Small little fights. Going for a movie where they always a fight bcoz he always insist to reach movie before 10 mins as he can’t miss a single and that’s made her irritating. The songs which have special place in their life. Dominos remind her of their last pizza they had together and that’s 2 large size pizzas they had alone. Mc Donald’s remind her of all the days they initially had of their relationship because they used to meet in Mc Donald’s only, she used to weight for him outside it for nearly half an hour every day, as he was preparing for his MBA. And every time it rains, it reminds of the rain when they were together that was the first and the last rain when they were together. What a coincidence, just now a my friend played a song “Ab to hai tujhse har khushi apni”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some years ago, she wrote some poems before their relationship and each and every word of her poem is becoming real now. Its like she has anticipated what’s all going to happen. Or it can be said that what all she wrote is coming real now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There’s a riots going on in Jammu so again they are out of contact as he is not able to call her and the poem she wrote 4 yrs ago is now how her life is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is just for him…..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“ Tere itne karee baa gayi  ki ab ik pal bhi door nahi raha jata..&lt;br /&gt;Teri yaad me to ab mujhe ik pal bhi chain nahi aata..&lt;br /&gt;Tumse mil nahi sakti aur sapne me tum aate nahi…&lt;br /&gt;Tumse baat karna chahti hu but phone bhi tum karte nahi…&lt;br /&gt;Tum door ho mujhse par har waqt tumhara saath mahsoos karti hu…&lt;br /&gt;Tum kuch na bolo, par har waqt tumhari awaj sunti hoon..&lt;br /&gt;Jab bhi gujre hue pal yaad aate hai, meri aankho me aansu aa jate hai..&lt;br /&gt;Dil bhi mera mujhse jhoot bol deta hai ki meri aankh me dhool ke kuch kard par jate hai..&lt;br /&gt;Tum mujhe yaad karte ho ya nahi, yeh to hamein maloom nahi…&lt;br /&gt;Par itna jaroor batana chahungi ki hum to tumhe bhool hi nahi pate hai..&lt;br /&gt;Tum to itne achche ho ki hu kuch bayain hi nahi kar pate hai…&lt;br /&gt;Tumse apne dil ki baat kaise kahe, hum to sirf ik mauka hi dhoondta reh jate hai…”&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2995770635783522853-3920814945096383547?l=magicalworldoflove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magicalworldoflove.blogspot.com/feeds/3920814945096383547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2995770635783522853&amp;postID=3920814945096383547' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2995770635783522853/posts/default/3920814945096383547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2995770635783522853/posts/default/3920814945096383547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magicalworldoflove.blogspot.com/2008/08/poem-for-him.html' title='A poem for Him...'/><author><name>Puneet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10543290612242494088</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-2995770635783522853.post-3678325242124649636</id><published>2008-07-25T06:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-25T06:49:11.527-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Distant Love.....</title><content type='html'>Last week was our second anniversary. The very same date 19th July, when we met first time 2 yrs back and its look like that time hasnt moved further. All the happenings are still clear in her mind. Our first meeting, then second one where she left her bus in between of the way towards home just to meet him. Dont remember when she start developing a feeling for him; may be from first day itself. The day she accepted his proposal and the moment when he says to her, "Can I Hold your Hand". The moment and feeling was still alive. She always feels the same way whenever she remembers him. &lt;br /&gt;He too miss him a lot. After around 1 month of thier total distance where not even a single call was made between the two. They have start talking to each other now, as he has start recovering from his injury and can move out of home. She feels alone in the new city, no frens as its takes time for her to get mix up with people, only her flatmates and some classmates but then not gud frens, all are like strangers to her and she keps on missing him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She do study, but the moment she got free, her mind take her to him. And he is very woried about her. Everytime, he calls her, she starts crying, not willingly but listening his voice makes her cry and he always says to her, do enjoy and make frens, I cant see you sad. Its just a matter of 1 or 2 yrs and we have to make our career also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, he dont know that she try to enjoy and do enjoy but is alone there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is planning to go to Delhi in Septemper to meet him as her vacations will allow her to travel. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Distance brings people closer and makes them realize each others value....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss you and love you a lot Jaana.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: Puneet is not fine and not able to access net, so its his girlfren who is writing on his behalf.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2995770635783522853-3678325242124649636?l=magicalworldoflove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magicalworldoflove.blogspot.com/feeds/3678325242124649636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2995770635783522853&amp;postID=3678325242124649636' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2995770635783522853/posts/default/3678325242124649636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2995770635783522853/posts/default/3678325242124649636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magicalworldoflove.blogspot.com/2008/07/distant-love.html' title='Distant Love.....'/><author><name>Puneet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10543290612242494088</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-2995770635783522853.post-8820901613384395707</id><published>2008-05-12T21:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T21:48:39.391-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Cute Teddy....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z9cyE0T1d4g/SCpvFHNEdkI/AAAAAAAAACs/N0v7SRCpFSQ/s1600-h/image1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z9cyE0T1d4g/SCpvFHNEdkI/AAAAAAAAACs/N0v7SRCpFSQ/s320/image1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200090853376554562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Writing after a long gap..But life has shown us many things in between of this period....&lt;br /&gt;After his birthday, they rarely got time to meet. His studies, his exams and her job dont allow them to take out time except sunday, and then thats the rest day.. Even then they miss each other a lot and in the last post, the words he has wrote for her are very precious to her..But the truth is that she fights with him a lot bcoz she got hurt, every time they made a plan some how it got canceled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She waits for him at Karvachoth, then at Christmas and then New Year also went without him as he was gone home..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, she start getting the feeling what if he is being playing with her. He has time for his frens but whenever she wants his time, he has one or the other reason to give excuse and the feeling of getting betrayed forcing her to think negative.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then came her birthday, and this time he was there with her for whole 2 days. They both are together with their frens joining them. They celebrate it beautifully. She is more than happy as after a long gap they have the same feelings as they had before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then, they plan to meet on Valentine, before this they got a chance to meet again as her MBA entrance exam center was in Delhi so they meet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She wanna gives him a beautiful and different surprise for him on valentine, so she plans to call Radio Mirchi and she also won passes for dinner and a chocolate box, but as usual he dont came to meet her that day also as he was busy in her classes and when class got he was so tired that he didnt came down to Noida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the very next day, she went out of Noida for her interviews for her MBA. She went to Hydrabad, then Mumbai, then Varanasi and then her hometown where her father says to leave the job and spend some time with them as she has taken admission in Mumbai college.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They talk with each other almost everyday and that was time period when she realized his true love and he too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First time, she felt the fear in him for loosing her. He now understood how important she is in her life, bcoz till date he has taken her fore granted that whatever happens she is with her, but now she is going away from him and he has the fear what if she starts liking someone else, what if his mistakes will separate them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then they meet again in April first week for a week, when she came to Noida to unpack her things and finally say Goodbye to the city...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was the most memorable days for her...Every time, she is getting more and more confidence in her love. They both have made each other understood that the distances will not be a problem in their love. They will keep loving each other while getting closer towards their goal also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They have fear, fear of loosing each other, fear of unknown..that what will happen in future..but have faith in their love.. And the last day came, 8th  of April, she is finally leaving Noida and he  came to drop her to station with a sweet blue teddy in his hand...She had never played with teddy but this is the lovely gift for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And they get separated, without knowing when they going to meet next time..Not for next 1 yr and after that his job will decide about their meetings. When she was in train and she spoke to him, he was crying, crying like hell...He confess that many time he lied to him for not meeting her but that day his tears has convey so much to her...She has never heard him crying like this. They both wish, if they can revert back the time bcoz they had not able to say good bye to each other bcoz of so much rush in train. That day, his love was flowing from his eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then his exams starts and he is very happy that after his exams he is going to Paris as a collage tour and summer internship. But destiny has something else for him. A day before his last exams, he got fracture in his leg, his disc got slipped and got badly hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He informed her, first she though he is joking with her but then its true and she felt so helpless, she was not there to ease his pain and all his dreams, his planning went in vain...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They both are separated now, not able to talk on phone also, as he is at home from where he even can move and she is not allowed to call at her home...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, waiting for the next move of destiny..what destiny has plaaned for them in next phase of life and when they can able to see other each other.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2995770635783522853-8820901613384395707?l=magicalworldoflove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magicalworldoflove.blogspot.com/feeds/8820901613384395707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2995770635783522853&amp;postID=8820901613384395707' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2995770635783522853/posts/default/8820901613384395707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2995770635783522853/posts/default/8820901613384395707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magicalworldoflove.blogspot.com/2008/05/my-cute-teddy.html' title='My Cute Teddy....'/><author><name>Puneet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10543290612242494088</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z9cyE0T1d4g/SCpvFHNEdkI/AAAAAAAAACs/N0v7SRCpFSQ/s72-c/image1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2995770635783522853.post-5467477734090745512</id><published>2007-12-27T20:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-31T02:53:04.879-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I love you...</title><content type='html'>Where shall i start from...............&lt;br /&gt;My love story is now slowing down because as per my last post every body have understood how much loving and caring girlfriend i have. I am proud of her and at the same very time keeping my fingers crossed, as there are no relationship in this whole world which do not have separation period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Same is true with me, i am in college these days and as every body know management needs lot of hard work and presentations. In this much busy circle of studies and presentations, i had some how forgot tht loving and caring girlfriend of mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew she had cried a ocean of tears because the love and care we wre sharing earlier is sum how missing in our relationship now but even though we are together there were no fights no arguements, she is such a sweet heart that even she is feeling that lonliness in her life but she has never ever revealed it infront of me but as i have written earlier her eyes speak more than her word, when ever we met and just by having a touch of my hand on her head, her eyes get wet. She dont want to cry but the emotions she have in her heart keep bouncing out of her eyes. I thank god to give me such a lovely girl, i have made her understand that when ever my studies r over and i have a job in my hand we r getting married on the same very date.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now she cannot live without me every time i pray to god to give her strength and make her ubderstand that whatever iam doing is just for her and her only i love u sweet heart and i am sorry plz forgive me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love u a lot&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2995770635783522853-5467477734090745512?l=magicalworldoflove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magicalworldoflove.blogspot.com/feeds/5467477734090745512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2995770635783522853&amp;postID=5467477734090745512' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2995770635783522853/posts/default/5467477734090745512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2995770635783522853/posts/default/5467477734090745512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magicalworldoflove.blogspot.com/2007/12/where-shall-i-start-from.html' title='I love you...'/><author><name>Puneet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10543290612242494088</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-2995770635783522853.post-8846039653931072453</id><published>2007-10-16T06:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-16T07:37:00.812-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cake'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Jaana.......</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z9cyE0T1d4g/RxTJzPrxgXI/AAAAAAAAACk/Sgday7qDREI/s1600-h/image.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z9cyE0T1d4g/RxTJzPrxgXI/AAAAAAAAACk/Sgday7qDREI/s200/image.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121940558447739250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why can't life be as smooth as a cream on a cake. After so many days of their seperation, when they got a chance to meet and to talk endlessly, their phone numbers are not allowing them to do so. He has given his roommate number to her, so that she can contact her. Actually, she asked his roomi number, so that she can plan a surprise for her. She called his roomi on Tuesday, till then their numbers are working and asked him, if he can arrange a cake and present him on behalf of her on his bday night. She is so excited, she loves giving surprises and recieving that too....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But but but, the nightmare begins from here only...On the very same day, numbers of both of them got disconnected, but atleast she is happy that she has conveyed her mgs. For 2 days, they talk through their roomi's number but as his roomi has also taken a new one,hi snumber too went dumb bcoz of incomplete documentation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In between, he gave her one number of a guy so that she can arrange new numbers for both of them and she met that guy. My God, that guy was so irritating. She never feel so unconfortable in her whole life. She wish that was the first and the last time, she has to meet her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His bday is approaching and they can't able to get the numbers. Finally, he brought one more sim just to talk to her knowing that they have already registered for new one. Afterall, it was his bday and they were not even together in his last bday also.  She wished him and a long conversation in the night and she was excited that soon he had been presented with a cake and he will be too happy to see that............But, nothing happens that way and next morning she came to know that his roomi forget about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, they have a plan to meet that day after his collage. She went to South-X in Delhi and he too came there. They had a very good time, had burger in Mc Donalds and then they roam here and there but its good to feel that they are together for which they both are dying for. She is looking for a bakery shop so that she can have a cake for her. It was theri badluck or what, they hadn't find a single shop of cake in that posh area of Delhi. Now the mood shifts, she plans to do so many thing and nothing work, her eyes filled with tears and he can't bear that but then he dont had any choice except to comfort her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day passed and again they both had to go to their respective places. He was tired but she still hopes to spend some more time with him. They went their ways away from each other, only to meet again :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2995770635783522853-8846039653931072453?l=magicalworldoflove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magicalworldoflove.blogspot.com/feeds/8846039653931072453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2995770635783522853&amp;postID=8846039653931072453' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2995770635783522853/posts/default/8846039653931072453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2995770635783522853/posts/default/8846039653931072453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magicalworldoflove.blogspot.com/2007/10/happy-birthday-jaana.html' title='Happy Birthday Jaana.......'/><author><name>Puneet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10543290612242494088</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z9cyE0T1d4g/RxTJzPrxgXI/AAAAAAAAACk/Sgday7qDREI/s72-c/image.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2995770635783522853.post-663067565466210291</id><published>2007-10-10T02:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-10T03:43:32.618-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Surprise.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>Distances bring people closer....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z9cyE0T1d4g/Rwyf8_rxgWI/AAAAAAAAACc/nWyOPCqTK0s/s1600-h/image.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z9cyE0T1d4g/Rwyf8_rxgWI/AAAAAAAAACc/nWyOPCqTK0s/s200/image.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119642746649411938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, after so many days of their seperation, they are together again. Its the end of Aug and he is back in Delhi to start his new collage life. Lots more expentation, lots more responsiblites, lots more stress and in between, he also have to give some of his time to someone who is waiting for him endlessly without saying a word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is back on 25th of Aug and his collage starts from 28th of the same month but as his parents was also with him, he still not able to listen the voice of his cocomuffin. Thank God, weekend is near. They made a plan to meet on 1st of Sep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, what a lovely day, she was shivering, hands trembling but still able to pass a lovely smile as she saw him. Nothing more to say to each other, eyes had said it all. Hands in hands, they walk in the same road of Noida. Instantly, all seems to be beautiful to her. The roads which some days before have no meaning to her is again gain her importance where they walk, they talk and they fight also...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That weekend was lovely, they made a plan to watch Hey Baby, but bcoz of her follishness that plan was never came in action :(   And then time for their seperation again, he has to go back to his hostel and he left her to same known crowded place of Noida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, they have another chance to meet again very soon on his Birthday, the very next Saturday. She had so many plans and surprises to give him. She had already presented him a jeans but she had lot more things in her mind to do for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, this time also nothing went as planned. Phone numbers of both of them got disconnected bcoz of some problem and now she has to search some other ways to be in touch with him on his Birthday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2995770635783522853-663067565466210291?l=magicalworldoflove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magicalworldoflove.blogspot.com/feeds/663067565466210291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2995770635783522853&amp;postID=663067565466210291' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2995770635783522853/posts/default/663067565466210291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2995770635783522853/posts/default/663067565466210291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magicalworldoflove.blogspot.com/2007/10/finally-after-so-many-days-of-their.html' title='Distances bring people closer....'/><author><name>Puneet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10543290612242494088</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z9cyE0T1d4g/Rwyf8_rxgWI/AAAAAAAAACc/nWyOPCqTK0s/s72-c/image.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2995770635783522853.post-3392958639711554091</id><published>2007-08-14T01:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-14T02:55:31.395-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Missing.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wait'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>Endless wait....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z9cyE0T1d4g/RsF0PQKlsYI/AAAAAAAAACU/LCr0omZ9Nj0/s1600-h/image.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z9cyE0T1d4g/RsF0PQKlsYI/AAAAAAAAACU/LCr0omZ9Nj0/s200/image.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098484058546352514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The game of hide and seek is continuosly going on between them.  Most of times, he is out of Noida and when he was  here, she goes to her home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its July again, the very month when the met for the first time. Its being one year now, their first anniversary and they are not together.&lt;br /&gt;He was here in Noida only, but she was gone to her home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She came back after a week. They met and as usual, the love is immense and pure in their heart which is always shown in their eyes. He was waiting for her from last 5 days and its now his days are approaching to go home. He got an admission in one of the good college in Delhi only, but then she has to wait for almost a month as his college is going to start from last week of August. So, he has to go back home as there is nothing for him to do in Noida as of now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, she is alone as he went to his home only after 4 days of their meeting and in between he got viral, so cant able to meet also....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He will be back when college starts, till then she has to wait n wait n wait....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2995770635783522853-3392958639711554091?l=magicalworldoflove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magicalworldoflove.blogspot.com/feeds/3392958639711554091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2995770635783522853&amp;postID=3392958639711554091' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2995770635783522853/posts/default/3392958639711554091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2995770635783522853/posts/default/3392958639711554091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magicalworldoflove.blogspot.com/2007/08/endless-wait.html' title='Endless wait....'/><author><name>Puneet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10543290612242494088</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z9cyE0T1d4g/RsF0PQKlsYI/AAAAAAAAACU/LCr0omZ9Nj0/s72-c/image.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2995770635783522853.post-5689217840145745710</id><published>2007-08-04T00:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-14T01:19:49.008-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Growing Together....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z9cyE0T1d4g/RrQ0qwKlsXI/AAAAAAAAACM/9FI3ZfZN4Cc/s1600-h/image.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z9cyE0T1d4g/RrQ0qwKlsXI/AAAAAAAAACM/9FI3ZfZN4Cc/s200/image.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094754987551338866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love and fight are the 2 things on which life goes on and now these 2 elements have become the integral part of their life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter, how hard they fight, but they can't stop loving each other. The best part in their relationship is that, ego has no place in them. They have seen people who fight and dont talk for days waiting for other to initiate the talk. They are happy, they dont take it that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In between, they have spend some of their memorable moments together. But the day is coming near when he has to go for his MBA which sometimes really upset her and the fear of loosing him really scared her and for hiding it she sometimes behave immaturely. But then its all a part of theri sweet love and for making their love bond stronger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of the times, he spends his days out of delhi just becoz of GDs and PIs for admission and she kept herslf busy with her job. But one thing is for sure, she miss him all the time, each and every road, evry single thing of whole Noida city reminds her of him and he too make sure to call her as when and he gets the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Manytimes, she needs him to console her emotionally whenever she's feeling low or when things are not the way she percieved, that was time when she really wish to be near him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When he came in her life, she was all alone...lonely in the crowd of so many good frens and so does whenever he is out of her reach, she was taken back by those feelings..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, then he is always there in her mind, in her heart to take all her worries and he always will..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2995770635783522853-5689217840145745710?l=magicalworldoflove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magicalworldoflove.blogspot.com/feeds/5689217840145745710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2995770635783522853&amp;postID=5689217840145745710' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2995770635783522853/posts/default/5689217840145745710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2995770635783522853/posts/default/5689217840145745710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magicalworldoflove.blogspot.com/2007/08/growing-together.html' title='Growing Together....'/><author><name>Puneet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10543290612242494088</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z9cyE0T1d4g/RrQ0qwKlsXI/AAAAAAAAACM/9FI3ZfZN4Cc/s72-c/image.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2995770635783522853.post-5501008224677882069</id><published>2007-07-06T06:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-06T06:56:42.464-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fight'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Arguement'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sleep'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>Their Love...........</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z9cyE0T1d4g/Ro5KDqtLM5I/AAAAAAAAACE/wNW_eTLA15I/s1600-h/fight.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z9cyE0T1d4g/Ro5KDqtLM5I/AAAAAAAAACE/wNW_eTLA15I/s200/fight.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084082456211698578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They had never imagined that love can be so beautiful. The day he came from home, they start spending time as usual again. The same routine, first wake up call and then keeps they of chatting in every hour for whole day and in the evening they meets and had a beautiful time and then day's last call where he sings a beautiful song to make her sleep well. It has became such a routine to them that she can't able to sleep tightly whenever he dont make her sleep. Even in that one and a half month, when they were seperated, she hardly able to sleep well. But, now they are together again and she is easily able to engrossed in her dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, every love story can't be fairy tale like and so does their's also. As said, men are from mars and women are from venus. It seems true to them also. Their thinking is one such thing that never seems to be going in same path. If one is heading for north, the other will take the exact opposite path..Bcoz of this, many times they used to have a big big arguements.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then Love is something which is very much higher to all this and whenever they fight either one of them keeps listening to avoid the further arguments.&lt;br /&gt;Days pass like this, they fought and then they solve. There was a not a single day, when they dont fight which is really scaring for them. They both try their best but then she sometimes behave very sensitively and immaturly to some issues which further adds a fuel to their fights. Sometimes, he is not able to understand what she wants to convey and mean...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it goes on............&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2995770635783522853-5501008224677882069?l=magicalworldoflove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magicalworldoflove.blogspot.com/feeds/5501008224677882069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2995770635783522853&amp;postID=5501008224677882069' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2995770635783522853/posts/default/5501008224677882069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2995770635783522853/posts/default/5501008224677882069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magicalworldoflove.blogspot.com/2007/07/their-love.html' title='Their Love...........'/><author><name>Puneet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10543290612242494088</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z9cyE0T1d4g/Ro5KDqtLM5I/AAAAAAAAACE/wNW_eTLA15I/s72-c/fight.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2995770635783522853.post-5435832707320855971</id><published>2007-05-31T22:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-01T04:55:29.892-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meeting.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>My Ever Green Love...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z9cyE0T1d4g/RmAIbO0iLJI/AAAAAAAAAB8/dvixBQzH9W8/s1600-h/eternal.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z9cyE0T1d4g/RmAIbO0iLJI/AAAAAAAAAB8/dvixBQzH9W8/s200/eternal.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071062444347108498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i was back with her it seems that years have passed without seeing her, those eves which can cry with a sudden change in my voice tone , those lips which still tremble like leaves in winter just to say i love you. When  i was at home it suppose that  i am missing  some thing out there, it seems like that i have left some thing behind that i have to complete. Since i belong to a punjabi family with a very conservative mother it seems next to impossible to call her or just to go to near by cyber cafe to chat with her but her dodes i am not that stone hearted. I used to call her and by just listening to my voice she started crying but being a male all i can do is to support but she keeps on crying, those tears make me so much emotional that i planned to move to noida as fast as possible and suprisingly before valentines day when i told her that i am coming she was so much happy, that was the thing for whom one can commit a crime. When i got my ticket reserved it looks like days are passing by slowly like years, it suppose that there is some thing wrong with the clock but yes inside me i was the happiest one at that time on earth who is going to meet soon with the girl to whom he loves very very much. Days are passing by, then came the day when i have to leave from home i called her as soon the engine whistled, the train was moving with 120kmph but it seems only 20kmph she was happy that he is coming back and yes the desire to meet  each other is so much romantic and now i can say that yes love is beautiful.................................................&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2995770635783522853-5435832707320855971?l=magicalworldoflove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magicalworldoflove.blogspot.com/feeds/5435832707320855971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2995770635783522853&amp;postID=5435832707320855971' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2995770635783522853/posts/default/5435832707320855971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2995770635783522853/posts/default/5435832707320855971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magicalworldoflove.blogspot.com/2007/05/my-ever-green-love.html' title='My Ever Green Love...'/><author><name>Puneet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10543290612242494088</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z9cyE0T1d4g/RmAIbO0iLJI/AAAAAAAAAB8/dvixBQzH9W8/s72-c/eternal.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2995770635783522853.post-4482914307285903969</id><published>2007-05-16T23:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-17T00:34:14.377-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Valentine Day....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z9cyE0T1d4g/RkwEc-0iLII/AAAAAAAAAB0/U5bY4fXssD4/s1600-h/valen.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z9cyE0T1d4g/RkwEc-0iLII/AAAAAAAAAB0/U5bY4fXssD4/s200/valen.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065428576831155330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She waits for him to back back. To love her again, to make her sleep and wake nicely, to listen her, to make her feel special and for everything he has brought in her life. Its been a long time, nearly 1 and a half month, he has been to home. She is so worried as he got some skin problem and was in much pain, but unfortunatly cant contact him and he is not able to make a calls from home, which makes her more woried and she always waits for his call to listen his voice just for once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, he called to suprise her that he is coming before valentine to celebrate it with her. She is so happy with the news always dreaming of maing their first valentine unforgetable.&lt;br /&gt;He came back from home on 11th of feb. She saw him after so many days, she was speechless, her hands trembling and body shaking just with a look of him. They both know how much they have missed each other. Its always being lovely to be with him, she again gains her innonence, her childhood. He makes her feel like a child who has to be protected from outside world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then they met on 14th of feb at around 9AM. They spend some time at his home. She cook a food for him and then they chatted for a while. They went to Gurdwara and she gifted a sweet card(thier favourite hand made archies collection) and a band:one for him and one she had with herself. And he also present him a nice card from same collection. The day was lovely, but she has to go to office, she have'nt got full day leave and then as usual they had a fight on a very silly reason, as when he is presenting a card to her, they dont have any pen and she wants that the card should be presented nicely; love generates lot of expectation, so does she has for him. But he cant arrange a pen to write, so just a silly fight which last for around 20min. And then she went to office at 3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day went as usual, she left her office at around 8 and then they had a dinner together. A very lovely time they spent together and then he presented a rose to her.&lt;br /&gt;She was feeling like anything, after so many days they had a lovely time together.&lt;br /&gt;The time for thier heading towards thier home came,and he accompany her to her home and then he heads towards his own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They first valentine has lots of unforgetable memories attached to it and they just pray that they do celebrate thier 'N' numbers of valentine together.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2995770635783522853-4482914307285903969?l=magicalworldoflove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magicalworldoflove.blogspot.com/feeds/4482914307285903969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2995770635783522853&amp;postID=4482914307285903969' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2995770635783522853/posts/default/4482914307285903969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2995770635783522853/posts/default/4482914307285903969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magicalworldoflove.blogspot.com/2007/05/valentine-day.html' title='Valentine Day....'/><author><name>Puneet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10543290612242494088</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z9cyE0T1d4g/RkwEc-0iLII/AAAAAAAAAB0/U5bY4fXssD4/s72-c/valen.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2995770635783522853.post-4733894206929279828</id><published>2007-04-23T00:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-23T01:19:16.590-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Missing you Badly....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z9cyE0T1d4g/Rixr4qcGPQI/AAAAAAAAABs/_J9MCFz_q0A/s1600-h/missing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z9cyE0T1d4g/Rixr4qcGPQI/AAAAAAAAABs/_J9MCFz_q0A/s200/missing.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056535102839209218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their dreams is changing into reality. The distances between them keep on shorting as days progess. Every night he use to says so many things to her and every morning she is not able to remember the single talk, Except thier fights :-).&lt;br /&gt;Whenever they were seprated for even a single day, she keeps on missing him and every single time they spend together. And then, they were seperated for a whole 1 and a half months. He went to his home town, she was gone for Vaishav Devi with her family for 4 days and when she returns back, he was not there to pick up her from station. She feels alone in the known crowd. From that day, she keeps on missing him at every moment and at every place, she felt his absence. That was the days, when they hardly speak for 5 days in whole 45 days and that too was only for 5 mins so. She spends her whole day in ofice and stop going anyhere else, as every palce reminds her of him. This was the first time, when they were away from each other for such a long time. Then her birthday came and to avoid her self for feeling alone, she also went her home and waits for whole day to listen her voice, and then when whole day passed she recieved a mgs of Happy Birthday from his side. And the joy and happiness which she felt at that very moment cant be expressed in words. She counts her days as when he will be back to love her, to care her, to make her sleep nicely and to wake her up at every morning. She misses it all. And then he promise to come before valentine to celebrate it with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And she as usual waits for him to come back........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2995770635783522853-4733894206929279828?l=magicalworldoflove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magicalworldoflove.blogspot.com/feeds/4733894206929279828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2995770635783522853&amp;postID=4733894206929279828' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2995770635783522853/posts/default/4733894206929279828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2995770635783522853/posts/default/4733894206929279828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magicalworldoflove.blogspot.com/2007/04/their-dreams-is-changing-into-reality.html' title='Missing you Badly....'/><author><name>Puneet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10543290612242494088</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z9cyE0T1d4g/Rixr4qcGPQI/AAAAAAAAABs/_J9MCFz_q0A/s72-c/missing.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2995770635783522853.post-6383678061805931530</id><published>2007-04-10T21:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-11T05:54:12.069-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sleep'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Relation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>MY SLEEPING BEAUTY...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z9cyE0T1d4g/RhzaYydFDII/AAAAAAAAABk/VgDD14Ubiu4/s1600-h/slep.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z9cyE0T1d4g/RhzaYydFDII/AAAAAAAAABk/VgDD14Ubiu4/s200/slep.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5052153001398307970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the sweetest little tingling began in our life ,with her i find my dreams turning into reality how can a girl love a boy so much that she can hang out with him till 10:30 in night, life was a like a dream come true every day the girl comes out of her office at 8 pm and waits for the boy till 9 as he was busy preparing for his m.b.a classes. Those hands in hands those mc donald's burgers, they have very less in common but yet they are very close to each other. Every night after talking for a while on mobile the boy used to sing a beautiful song for his coco muffin so that the girl can sleep nicely and the sweetest part is that the girl never listened to the complete song , as she sleeps in between of that song after that the boy keep on telling the girl what she means to her, he knows that she is sleeping and listening to nothing yet there was some thing that makes him talk, even she is sleeping she used to give that boy a small kiss at night but some times she even forgets that too ,but that careless attitude that sleepy eyes was the one that can make the boy do any thing for the girl as he loves her very very much..........................................................&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2995770635783522853-6383678061805931530?l=magicalworldoflove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magicalworldoflove.blogspot.com/feeds/6383678061805931530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2995770635783522853&amp;postID=6383678061805931530' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2995770635783522853/posts/default/6383678061805931530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2995770635783522853/posts/default/6383678061805931530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magicalworldoflove.blogspot.com/2007/04/my-sleeping-beauty.html' title='MY SLEEPING BEAUTY...'/><author><name>Puneet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10543290612242494088</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z9cyE0T1d4g/RhzaYydFDII/AAAAAAAAABk/VgDD14Ubiu4/s72-c/slep.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2995770635783522853.post-5994733612053089021</id><published>2007-02-22T21:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-02T00:06:36.723-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love is Endless....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z9cyE0T1d4g/RefWoUo6T_I/AAAAAAAAABU/lL4K-ZDj2sc/s1600-h/anger.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z9cyE0T1d4g/RefWoUo6T_I/AAAAAAAAABU/lL4K-ZDj2sc/s200/anger.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037230696460603378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was the better half of day. Now the bitter half also remenins to tell. After the wonderful experience, they fought and this was the first time when they fought so badly. But he knows, how to settle down the things, so he went towards her, took her face in his hands and gave her a nice kiss to fade away his anger and it happened, she was as silent as see now. They gave each other a big hug.&lt;br /&gt;It was like awesome whole world was between them. Even if they die at that very spot that will be no loss for them. After that he took her to her home and then they chatted for an hour on mobile. In betwen of their conversation she slept,as thsi is her usual habit but he then also pass a sweet gud night kiss to her sweet heart...&lt;br /&gt;And then from next day, they start spending time as before.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2995770635783522853-5994733612053089021?l=magicalworldoflove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magicalworldoflove.blogspot.com/feeds/5994733612053089021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2995770635783522853&amp;postID=5994733612053089021' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2995770635783522853/posts/default/5994733612053089021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2995770635783522853/posts/default/5994733612053089021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magicalworldoflove.blogspot.com/2007/02/love-is-endless.html' title='Love is Endless....'/><author><name>Puneet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10543290612242494088</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z9cyE0T1d4g/RefWoUo6T_I/AAAAAAAAABU/lL4K-ZDj2sc/s72-c/anger.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2995770635783522853.post-1844702306047961134</id><published>2007-02-08T23:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-09T03:39:47.044-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rising Moon....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z9cyE0T1d4g/Rcw3_JFwKeI/AAAAAAAAABI/QnqFEEI9Oo4/s1600-h/moon.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z9cyE0T1d4g/Rcw3_JFwKeI/AAAAAAAAABI/QnqFEEI9Oo4/s200/moon.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5029456441777334754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They met again after 4 days of their seperation, which make them realize that they simply cant live without each other for a single day. The charm, the beauty, the exitement in them cant be able to hide itself. Again, they starts living their life joyfully. Mostly every morning she used to prepare food for him and take to his house, after having there breakfast and chat for while, she goes to office and he makes his date with books, preparing himself for higher studies and then after her office they used to meet, have dinner together and then back to thier respective places. Days were going as smooth as they can be. Then came the Karvachoth, a festival in which girl used to keep a fast for her beloved so that he can have a long life. A day before karvachoth, he took her to the market for having mehendi in her hands. That was the moment, when they both were dealing with so many emotions. For him, its a dream come true and for her this is the biggest thing in her life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next day was the most beautiful day. She went to the office and he was busy in his studies. In the evening, she came to know about his fast also and she cant able to accept the fact that he loves her as much as she loves him. Then, they went to mandir and starts waiting for the moon to rise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moon rise, and so does their joy. She took her dupatta in her hand and watch the moon and then she saw him. The moment was so lovely, moon was in its ful form, whole city was decorated like heaven and in between, they two were standing at the roof of the house seeing each other and praying to god, that this very moment will come always again and again in their life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2995770635783522853-1844702306047961134?l=magicalworldoflove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magicalworldoflove.blogspot.com/feeds/1844702306047961134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2995770635783522853&amp;postID=1844702306047961134' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2995770635783522853/posts/default/1844702306047961134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2995770635783522853/posts/default/1844702306047961134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magicalworldoflove.blogspot.com/2007/02/rising-moon.html' title='Rising Moon....'/><author><name>Puneet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10543290612242494088</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z9cyE0T1d4g/Rcw3_JFwKeI/AAAAAAAAABI/QnqFEEI9Oo4/s72-c/moon.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2995770635783522853.post-2961658412688092441</id><published>2007-01-31T01:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T01:59:34.697-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hidden Mystry...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z9cyE0T1d4g/RcBs6DsaEmI/AAAAAAAAAA8/CnOkWE8AWNE/s1600-h/hands.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z9cyE0T1d4g/RcBs6DsaEmI/AAAAAAAAAA8/CnOkWE8AWNE/s200/hands.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5026136928825250402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At last she said yes to him and accept her love for him. After than, its like their world has changed totally, she changed little bit for him and so does he. They starts spending time togeher as much as they can...They fight, they laugh and cry together. For her, its like her dreamland changed into reality.She cant express her love, actually she dont know how to but everytime he manage to understand that from her silence. Her eyes reveal her feelings for him. And he is so cute that he always feel her lovable. And like this their love grows stronger and stronger day by day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She told about her love to all her frens and they all are like 'What! you in love... ' He promise to propose her in front of all her frens on his birthday as the occasion was near by.....For her, its like all her dreams taking their shape...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But destiny dont want their love to come in light so soon and he went home on his bday as his parents wants him to celebrate with them.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever she is lost in his memories somewhere the song starts playing matching her mood. Songs have a very important role in their love story. Till the day they start meeting, they have songs for every occasion, just like in the 'Main hoon Na' whenever shahrukh saw sushmita, voilen starts playing, here songs has taken the voilen's place. It always feel likes some hidden powers are playing with them, from no where the song starts playing matching with their mood, either that is on FM or mobile phones or any other place. But they have their memories attached with very song....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remebering all their days, she wait for his come back...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2995770635783522853-2961658412688092441?l=magicalworldoflove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magicalworldoflove.blogspot.com/feeds/2961658412688092441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2995770635783522853&amp;postID=2961658412688092441' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2995770635783522853/posts/default/2961658412688092441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2995770635783522853/posts/default/2961658412688092441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magicalworldoflove.blogspot.com/2007/01/hidden-mystry.html' title='Hidden Mystry...'/><author><name>Puneet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10543290612242494088</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z9cyE0T1d4g/RcBs6DsaEmI/AAAAAAAAAA8/CnOkWE8AWNE/s72-c/hands.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2995770635783522853.post-6231228479899312832</id><published>2007-01-23T01:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-23T03:46:52.019-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Confession....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z9cyE0T1d4g/RbXvaTsaElI/AAAAAAAAAAw/7E2Xev3CfUA/s1600-h/love.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z9cyE0T1d4g/RbXvaTsaElI/AAAAAAAAAAw/7E2Xev3CfUA/s200/love.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5023184194643825234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4th of August is like all other days till the sunset and then with the rising of the moon some hidden forces play their very mysterious game....They met around 7pm after her office at their regular place.They walk,they talk abt the daily stuff and as usual he was telling abt his feelings and everytime she was giving some or the other excuses. But it seems like,both knew what other have in thier mind. Sometimes, it was really irritating for him to hear a big NO but that obvious, girls can have this opportunity to take time be treated as pincess. She was now so regretful that why she can't able to accept the fact and playing with someone's life. The matter of heart are so dangerous that it can't be taken lightly. The meeting over, they both head towards their home. Eyerytime, he used to drop her near her home and so does today. In the midnight,when she was totally occupied in her dreams, her phone started playing a beautiful ringtone with someone special name displaying on it. That was the night which changes their destiny and she said yes to him,while half asleep...That time also, she can feel the joy, the happiness that was flowing inside him as he got his most beautiful gift . Those three words, meant a lot to him. Again, she was lost in her dreams after hanging up the phone.&lt;br /&gt;Its was a lovely saturday morning,when she realizes about the happening of last night and was confused again did she really accepted or its just a dream. Her confusion was cleared at a very time when she receive a call from him and was thinking to say it was just a mistake as she was in sleep. But something prevented her to do so and finally, she accepted the fact that she loves him a lot....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2995770635783522853-6231228479899312832?l=magicalworldoflove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magicalworldoflove.blogspot.com/feeds/6231228479899312832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2995770635783522853&amp;postID=6231228479899312832' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2995770635783522853/posts/default/6231228479899312832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2995770635783522853/posts/default/6231228479899312832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magicalworldoflove.blogspot.com/2007/01/confession.html' title='Confession....'/><author><name>Puneet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10543290612242494088</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z9cyE0T1d4g/RbXvaTsaElI/AAAAAAAAAAw/7E2Xev3CfUA/s72-c/love.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2995770635783522853.post-136468490187103442</id><published>2007-01-19T21:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-23T01:48:40.143-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Confused............</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z9cyE0T1d4g/RbHPqW3EA2I/AAAAAAAAAAk/MSOppjfa4tQ/s1600-h/confused.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z9cyE0T1d4g/RbHPqW3EA2I/AAAAAAAAAAk/MSOppjfa4tQ/s200/confused.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5022023386092798818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After there first meeting, nothing change much...That night after their meeting, he called up again and this time she was sure that now all his intentions had been changed to propose her but who knows what destiny has in store for you...He said those words again 'Will you become my wife?'.&lt;br /&gt;This  is the way he proposed her first time also and this  give a big shock to her as she have'nt prepared for that.Her thinking that guys always look for beauty has changed but she was in mere confusion what makes him think that way. The answer was, her eyes....&lt;br /&gt;Her eyes reveal everything that she can't; which makes her think about her dreams, her prince who will understand her silence...&lt;br /&gt;But then, She try to avoid him and try to make herself busy with job as she had just joined...But cant able to stop herself from meeting him..After there first meeting, they again met after 3 days when she was coming back from her weekend classes, he insisted to meet just for 5 mins and she left the bus in betwen of her way to home at around 9 in night.They met and when she says 5 mins over there have been no bus available for her home at that phase of time. It takes anothr half an hour when she got a bus and she was so scared. He insisted to drop her home but she refuses by saying she can manage it all and that day she reaches home at around 10:30 after walking a kilometer...&lt;br /&gt;It all seems like destiny has already wriitten everything about them.Her office was near his house and after few days her home also shifted near to it whch give them more chances to meet and on every alternative day they manage to meet after her office...&lt;br /&gt;They spend very lovely time together but whenever he discussed about his feelings, she refused...But her eyes cant able to meet his as she knows somewhere she is lying from herself...&lt;br /&gt;Something is going on and she is not ready to accept that...&lt;br /&gt;After 1o days of their meeting, she meet one of her fren there she acceted the truth of being in love with him but was not ready to reveal in front of him.She is scared of her parents and abt future; what if they dont able to get together.&lt;br /&gt;But, who knows when things change and something unexpected happens to them....&lt;br /&gt;The very next day,they met again......................&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2995770635783522853-136468490187103442?l=magicalworldoflove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magicalworldoflove.blogspot.com/feeds/136468490187103442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2995770635783522853&amp;postID=136468490187103442' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2995770635783522853/posts/default/136468490187103442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2995770635783522853/posts/default/136468490187103442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magicalworldoflove.blogspot.com/2007/01/after-there-first-meeting-nothing.html' title='Confused............'/><author><name>Puneet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10543290612242494088</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z9cyE0T1d4g/RbHPqW3EA2I/AAAAAAAAAAk/MSOppjfa4tQ/s72-c/confused.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2995770635783522853.post-5925813387254774313</id><published>2007-01-09T00:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-09T01:23:54.187-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another side of a coin....</title><content type='html'>Till now, its his part that was being revealed but now its her turn to pour out her feelings...&lt;br /&gt;From the day they  started  messaging to one another, she took him very casually. the point is that she is used to this kind of frenships that last only for a week or two ...but this time as he said destiny has planned something else for them...they use to message for hours and hours..And when she get the proposal, she took it rather more casually as she thinks love cant happen this way. she always dreamed her love to be fairytale like and alwys want that her lover would understand everything form her eyes not by words becoz words can be misunderstaood but eyes reveal ur true part.She used to avoid him as she dont want to get in any relationship that that dont last for a life time.She is so scared of going in to any relation and had a perception that the relation which started this way is only a timepass for guys who used it only for fun...She used to make fun of him with her frens but then at one corner of her heart something else going on..&lt;br /&gt;They met for the first time and again her reaction was 'Is this is the guy she used to talk!'.they met for around 1 hour and in that about half an hour she was busy in her phone as she thinks that was the luckies day for her.. she got her job confirm and had met with someone who changed her life. Meeting was casual, they talk generally and after an hour she went home. After reaching her home, her first statement abut him was :the guy was ok in his looks but he has something different in him but was unable to understand that something in him and again she was busy in her mundane life....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2995770635783522853-5925813387254774313?l=magicalworldoflove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magicalworldoflove.blogspot.com/feeds/5925813387254774313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2995770635783522853&amp;postID=5925813387254774313' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2995770635783522853/posts/default/5925813387254774313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2995770635783522853/posts/default/5925813387254774313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magicalworldoflove.blogspot.com/2007/01/another-side-of-coin.html' title='Another side of a coin....'/><author><name>Puneet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10543290612242494088</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-2995770635783522853.post-6339077023752517392</id><published>2006-12-29T00:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-29T00:41:44.795-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SO LOVE BLOSSOMED</title><content type='html'>so we met finally that innocence in her eyes caught my attention but she told me that there is nithing to happen in between of us we r just friends but that eyes were saying some thing else her trembling lips and body told me that yes there is some thing that has been decided much earlier by that person sitting above in skies.so that day it was noy just coffee it was my emotions that were steaming hotter than coffee , she kept on saying that i am not the girl for u but my heart was saying yes she is telling a lie.so my maverick attitude insisted me to go further i proposed her for marriage but as always no was her answer but that day destiny has some thibg else in stored for us , so after coffee she has to go i accompanied her to the bus stop, and than she was gone.my heart was pumping hard and hard to say that this girl will say yes some day but my mind was saying let her go she is not for u so it aws a battle between my mind and my heart . i rang up at 9 in the night ........................................................................&lt;br /&gt;Labels: Love, SO WE MET FINALLY&lt;br /&gt;draft&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2995770635783522853-6339077023752517392?l=magicalworldoflove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magicalworldoflove.blogspot.com/feeds/6339077023752517392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2995770635783522853&amp;postID=6339077023752517392' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2995770635783522853/posts/default/6339077023752517392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2995770635783522853/posts/default/6339077023752517392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magicalworldoflove.blogspot.com/2006/12/so-love-blossomed.html' title='SO LOVE BLOSSOMED'/><author><name>Puneet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10543290612242494088</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-2995770635783522853.post-8837330518669216936</id><published>2006-12-16T03:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-18T03:48:44.523-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Destiny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>Destiny...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z9cyE0T1d4g/RYPkv4uihcI/AAAAAAAAAAM/baPuird8PLg/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z9cyE0T1d4g/RYPkv4uihcI/AAAAAAAAAAM/baPuird8PLg/s320/images.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5009098721898694082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;It all began with a single message that changes our destiny and makes us entered in a new world of love. Love which we have only seen in the movies, read in the books but never experienced before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was around 7 in the evening when she was chatting with one of her fren through sms as at that time local sms were free and the easiest means to disturb anybody at anytime. Randomly i message her, without knowing who she was and how her number was being there in my cell?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; Luckily, my message just hit the right track in between of their conversation and i got a reply which she had  send me by mistake and then began the game of destiny.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;We chat for hours and hours from liking to dislikng, from movies to tragedies and about everything. My liking towards her was increasing moment by moment and something was there that make me certain that yes this is the girl im waiting for so long. This girl is going to change my life forever and i proposed her without knowing will she think of me and what will be its consequences. She took me very casually and always change the subject whenever i mention it before her by saying love is not her cup of tea as she is never used to be bounded by any relationship and whatever excuses taht comes in her mind. But something was there which kept me insisting to talk to her, may be our destiny had already decided something for us.&lt;br /&gt;One day I called her up late in night just to hear her voice and we talk for almost 1 hour which creates more hope within me to go further and i insist to plan one meeting with me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;And 19th july is the date when we decided to meet only after 6 days of our chatting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt; Continue........&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/2995770635783522853-8837330518669216936?l=magicalworldoflove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magicalworldoflove.blogspot.com/feeds/8837330518669216936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2995770635783522853&amp;postID=8837330518669216936' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2995770635783522853/posts/default/8837330518669216936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2995770635783522853/posts/default/8837330518669216936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magicalworldoflove.blogspot.com/2006/12/destiny.html' title='Destiny...'/><author><name>Puneet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10543290612242494088</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z9cyE0T1d4g/RYPkv4uihcI/AAAAAAAAAAM/baPuird8PLg/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
