Beyond The Veil Of the Mist: 12/26/04

Really? well Atleast I do.

My Book.

I am thinking of writing a book,I have been told that I am not bad at writing so just thinking of taking a shot at it. If it works the person responsible gets 205 of what I earn, regardless of the person knowing me still at that point of time.

I'll name the book 23 Nights or 23 Miles.

Well tiger if you are anywhere near I'll just wait to hand it to you, thank for everything, you hurt me like hell, you made me feel human again and that is why I love you. Missing you like crazy though,I still can hear your voice in my head.

Hi Life?

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Well most of me is happy, happy as a stupid otter on drugs, revolving on its tail, swimming on water,tiger seems missing,the hunter of my life took a shot at the tiger I presume, promises are made to be broken aren't they????,I remind me of pathetic scourge of an absent minded body walking in total doldrums, sheesh life is a misery.

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If you look beyond the viel of the mist, you will see the actual drudgery, you can choose to be happy, you can choose to be sad, you can choose. You can't choose to be loved, trust me you can't.When you turn your back on love today it will turn it's back on you tomorrow, I know it for i've seen it and i know it that you will be sad then,you would remember me at that time, I just pray that you don't see a day like that, I just know for sure that no one else could love like I do, but since you choose to dislike that and disregard that go ahead, make your own rules but I still love you just the same, can't hate you for anything. Not even if you hate me like hell now. I am thankful for each fraction of a second I spent with you,losing myself into those dangerously beautiful eyes,when you looked at me,maybe to make me conscious. I still remember them, just as they were.
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My life is full of such beautiful friends that I can't lose a single one, I have never lost one by my mistake,my conscience never hurt me as i was never wrong on anything when things went wrong. Their conscience hurts, it still does.

Oh all else is beautiful, that sad part of me always wants to write something strange,though every alphabet and puntuation of it is true,you know it is... you all know it is,but do you realize it? My friends have come back, Moiz you all must know by now, My other group of friends were all broken up they shut down the cafe and they started are starting it back from 2nd Jan 2005, they said something that moved me, they said "boss tere bharose chaloo kar rahen hai" and I said thank you,thank you god for their trust.

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The Check Point User Group site.
http://www.phoneboy.com/

A million dollars Cut in half through the middle.

I miss a Tiger I knew a while ago, she was a sweet woman I love, I don't know where she is hiding herself . But I know I didn't do anything wrong. My coonscience is clear, her may hurt, I forgive her, not coz I love her but she is a friend,

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someone with a sweetest smile ,
like the innocence of a child,
That spawns a joy so strong,
Makes you forget were life went wrong,
Like a cool breeze on some summer sun,
Like a warm fire on some winter night,
Her is not the one who mistakes,
It is her, she is so by design,
Made with the utmost care,
Whom the creator witnessed and stood still,
Glaring over his creation,
How much of a difference she makes in lives.
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1991 Returns.

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My reply. Today Night.
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Hi,

I dont remember much of sanjay, is it sanjay sonavane? the newspaper wala kid? Those were the days boss, not too busy nowadays, I just teach a few topics like: MCSE 2003,Networks,Clustering,Hardware,CheckPoint Firewall, Ethical Hacking.
Thinking on taking up some more technologies. Still got my stamps, 1325 of them, The only thing I Got with me of khandala are memories and now you, I visited School on 1st of Jan 2004. Wow how time passes. Mom remembers you, I told my sister that you called up in the morning and she said who? sojitrawala? well they remember you all right.
After i left khandala,everything changed, Maybe I missed you and as much as I hate to admit it school as well. Well well cant help it, Dad expired in 1991, mom settled back at kalyan, everything changed, and since I cam back i lost interest in studying as well. But as they say you can take me out of technology but you cant take technology out of me.
I have changed, I agree now I blabber a lot, often in a construct that few understand. But I got a few fans who like t listen to that as well. Hah the world loves me so much that they are spoiling me. If you got a picture online mail it to me I'll put it up on the blog if you don't mind ofcourse.
c u till then..Bye:-)
What company are you working for, please send me the details as well.
My birthday is 19 the november 1979. Just the indira gandhi's Evil clone though, the mischief hasn't changed. You remember shweta's brothe mantu had come to school one day and you and oaz got scolded I wasn't. he said 'tum logon ki yeh umar nahi hai ladkiyon ko ched ne ki' Didi is in touch with mantu her brother just waiting to ask him kya abhi meri umar hai?
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Moiz S to me today morning
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Hi Ritesh,I am glad we are connected again... Not in touch with any of the guysu mentioned abt. I am only in touch with Sanjay ... Do you rememberhim???.Well Match boxes, stones, coins/stamps have gone past by. I mean lifehas changed completely. Hardly any time for hobbies left here. ThoughI still keep fishes.. the Guppies ofcourse are still there.Those were real days in school.I read the poetries u have written from the links I found. They arereally good.Howz your Mom and sister.My birthdate is 14th April 1981. Just as is yours, mine is the same ..Forgot some, remember some but not your birthday. So send me yourBirthdate too. I still have those letters u wrote to me. Many a timesI used to read them...Anyways u keep writing in when u get some time out. You must be damn busy..Take care. Regards to all at home. I don't really know if your Momremembers me!!Like to meet you in person soon. I also saw ur snap on one of those sites...U have changed in every aspect...Anyways lots to write and talk about but need to get back to work...c u till then..Bye:-)

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I wrote: Today morning.
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Hi Moiz,>> Life is swell, infact so much that I often have to apply analgesic to> soothe the swelling. Kidding there. Well long time boss. So the stone> and matchbox collection still exists or has it gone away? Any news> from ashish, shweta,ulsah,oaz. I heard bad news about Abbas, i met him> a few years ago, had gone to his home, tried to catch up with you then> but you had already moved.>> Well Happy you are back friend. Thank you and Thank you GOD.>> I have an oline diary which is a diahorrea of words, I write poetries> and other crap there if you like stuff like that check up on it at> http://nair-ritz.blogspot.com/>> P.s Forgot your birthdate, sorry, actually have forgotten everything> including myself,but things are looking up.> See ya.>
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Life works.

I am a happy man again, I always was, I just got a call from a friend I have not spoken to for the past 15 years. Moiz. We used to be friends, he was my best friend and the two years I knew him mixed with the beauty of khandala, that fragment of memory is embedded deep in my mind. Thank you GOD for everything. And I could just fulfill anyone's wish if I had the actual power right away, but then I'll just stick to giving them a wish.

GOD I KNOW YOU ARE THERE,YOU DON'T SHOW UP SO OFTEN BUT I LOVE WHAT YOU DO,YOU MAKE ME CRY, YOU WIPE MY TEARS AND THEN YOU TICKLE ME TO HELL AND MAKE ME LAUGH LIKE AN IDIOT. THANK YOU, THANK YOU, THANK YOU.

http://www.returnpath.net

The Me in My Life.

I am searching, I don't know what I'll find, But I found you, I was happy for a while, Now I am lost in you, Just hope to get back, One piece at a time. We don't know the future, It stare at us, unblinkiing, piercing every defence compromised, cold dark and scary.

We love being scared, I am scared, scared of losing my grip on reality.

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Chris Issak. Wicked Game
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World was on fire, no-one could save me but you
It's strange what desire will make foolish people do
I'd never dreamed that I'd need somebody like you
No, I'd never dreamed that I'd need somebody like you
No, I don't wanna fall in love
this world is always gonna break your heart
No, I don't wanna fall in love
this world is always gonna break your heart
..with you
What a wicked game to play
To make me feel this way
What a wicked thing to do
To let me dream of you
What a wicked thing to say
You never felt this way
What a wicked thing you do
To make me dream of you
No, I don't wanna fall in love
this world is always gonna break your heart
No, I don't wanna fall in love
this world is always gonna break your heart
..with you
World was on fire, no-one could save me but you
It's strange what desire will make foolish people do
No, I never dreamed that I'd love somebody like you
I'll never dream that I lose somebody like you, no
Now I wanna fall in love
This world is always gonna break your heart
Now I wanna fall in lust
This world is always gonna break your heart
..with you
Nobody loves no-one
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My id is below
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kite

I love to see the kites flying.

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I saw a kite float by my window,
gently it moved to rest on the tree beside,
I could reach out to touch it,
I looked pretty there fluttering on its own.
I watched it in the morning sun,
It sang in a tune so gently serene,
As the wind brushed its beautiful edges,
It seemed to dance in a joyful mood,
I found myself smiling.
I caught up with it, evening after my return,
From working, and working myself to despair,
It caught my eye, and gently swayed loose,
I caught it in my tired hands.
It's beauty overwhelmed my sadness,
The sentiment of company on a day like that,
I knew the moment shall soon pass by,
I let it freely float into the valley beside.
She looked pretty smiling, flying her own,
I watched her drift farther away,
Sad, but her joy contented me,
I just looked back one last time to catch her glimpse.
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Find people on the internet. Don't know how good this is.
http://namesdatabase.com/

My fans.(Some people Who like my poetry)

http://www.midnightedition.com/fanclub/authorhome.asp?author_id=3252

This has got the books of latest it.
http://www.soft-forum.ru/forum/archive/index.php/t-25796.html

Life and the Linux of Her.

Some sites for wonderful information:

http://www.unixreview.com/articles/

A gui for iptables:
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Sister Concerns

Stupidity And Beyond.

You are the worst form of existing stupidity that mankind ever generated from its gene pool. Woah a mutation, yes you not me. I have a place for you somewhere, deeply hidden is its address, let me search, oh there it is Robert's Mental Correctional Facility.
I know you think you are not insane, only mad,and inane. You are the biggest form of 'should I coin it as ' Jerkism no other term to describe your current state of mind.
Voilla there cometh a new Word. And If ze word iz not Suitable unto Thy, Thou Shalt Be Addressed As Sir RidiculeALot or Sir Stupidalot.

Aye King Arthur, thine stupid round table knights have two new Comrades, or should I say to more Knights till dawn of realization.

Where are the bringers of the fine news, I look unto the horizon to catch their arrival, at the break of dawn, they shall be wearing something known, and shall arrive a flag depicting the Pink daisy. Till hen the night and knights shall rest, au revoir.Sayonara,Hasta La Vista.

Beyond The Veil Of the Mist

Friday, December 31, 2004

Really? well Atleast I do.

My Book.

Thursday, December 30, 2004

Hi Life?

A million dollars Cut in half through the middle.

Wednesday, December 29, 2004

1991 Returns.

Life works.

Tuesday, December 28, 2004

The Me in My Life.

kite

Monday, December 27, 2004

My fans.(Some people Who like my poetry)

Life and the Linux of Her.

Sister Concerns

Stupidity And Beyond.

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