<?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-5125992603526456307</id><updated>2011-07-08T03:05:16.129-07:00</updated><category term='add'/><title type='text'>Abhinav Chittora</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abhinavchittora.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5125992603526456307/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abhinavchittora.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Abhinav</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04550341016375350460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ahaSKhM1_8k/Sv7nQemTE1I/AAAAAAAAAdg/Bt_ZyQ27huI/S220/streetsign.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>7</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5125992603526456307.post-1473533400807359400</id><published>2009-03-23T13:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T13:28:05.756-07:00</updated><title type='text'>वो कागज की कश्ती वो बारिश का पानी....</title><content type='html'>ये दौलत भी ले लो ये शौहरत भी ले लो...&lt;br /&gt;भले छीन लो मुझसे मेरी जवानी...﻿&lt;br /&gt;﻿मगर मुझको लौटा दो बचपन का सावन...&lt;br /&gt;वो कागज की कश्ती वो बारिश का पानी....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ये दौलत भी ले लो ये शौहरत भी ले लो...&lt;br /&gt;भले छीन लो मुझसे मेरी जवानी...﻿&lt;br /&gt;﻿मगर मुझको लौटा दो बचपन का सावन...&lt;br /&gt;वो कागज की कश्ती वो बारिश का पानी....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;वो कागज की कश्ती वो बारिश का पानी....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;मोहल्ले की सबसे निशानी पुराणी..&lt;br /&gt;﻿वो बुधिया जिसे बच्चे कहते थे नानी...&lt;br /&gt;﻿वो नानी की बातों में परिओं का डेरा..&lt;br /&gt;वो चहरे की झुरियों में सदियों का फेरा...&lt;br /&gt;भुलाएँ नहीं भूल सकता हैं कोई&lt;br /&gt;वो छोटी सी रातें वो लम्बी कहानी...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;वो कागज की कश्ती वो बारिश का पानी....&lt;br /&gt;वो कागज की कश्ती वो बारिश का पानी....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;कड़ी धुप में अपने घर से निकलना...&lt;br /&gt;﻿वो चिडियां वो बुलबुल वो तितली पकड़ना...&lt;br /&gt;वो बुधिया की शादी पे लड़ना झगड़ना..&lt;br /&gt;वो झूलों से गिरना, गिरकर संभलना...&lt;br /&gt;वो पीतल के छलों के प्यारे से तोफे,&lt;br /&gt;वो टूटी हुई चूडियों की निशानी...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;वो कागज की कश्ती वो बारिश का पानी....&lt;br /&gt;वो कागज की कश्ती वो बारिश का पानी....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5125992603526456307-1473533400807359400?l=abhinavchittora.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abhinavchittora.blogspot.com/feeds/1473533400807359400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5125992603526456307&amp;postID=1473533400807359400' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5125992603526456307/posts/default/1473533400807359400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5125992603526456307/posts/default/1473533400807359400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abhinavchittora.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-post.html' title='वो कागज की कश्ती वो बारिश का पानी....'/><author><name>Abhinav</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04550341016375350460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ahaSKhM1_8k/Sv7nQemTE1I/AAAAAAAAAdg/Bt_ZyQ27huI/S220/streetsign.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5125992603526456307.post-365172721163570120</id><published>2008-08-10T07:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T07:55:03.857-07:00</updated><title type='text'>PROMISES DON'T COME EASY</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"&gt;Here is a Poem for all of my friendz.&lt;br /&gt;Please read it carefully and If you like it then reply me..... I am waiting for your response..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I should have Known all along&lt;br /&gt;There was somthing wrong.&lt;br /&gt;I just never read between the lines&lt;br /&gt;Then I woke up one day&lt;br /&gt;found you on your way.&lt;br /&gt;Leaving nothing but my heart behind.&lt;br /&gt;What can i do to make it up to you.&lt;br /&gt;Promises don't come easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But tell me if there's a way&lt;br /&gt;to bring you back home to stay.&lt;br /&gt;Well I'd promises anything to you.&lt;br /&gt;Well I'd promises anything to you.&lt;br /&gt;I've been walkin' around&lt;br /&gt;with my head hanging down.&lt;br /&gt;Wonderin' what i'm gonna do.&lt;br /&gt;Cause when you walked out that door.&lt;br /&gt;I knew I needed you more.&lt;br /&gt;Than to take a chance on losing you.&lt;br /&gt;What can I do to make it up to you.&lt;br /&gt;Promises don't come easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know I've made up my mind&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;to make work it this time&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;That's the promise that I give to you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;You never thought I loved you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I guess you never thought I cared.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I was just too proud to say it out loud.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Now I know to let my feelings&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;go so tell me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;What can i do to make it up to you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Promises don't come easy.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;You konw I've made up my mind&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;to make it work this time&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;that's the promise that I give to you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;What can i do to make it up to you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Promises don't come easy.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5125992603526456307-365172721163570120?l=abhinavchittora.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abhinavchittora.blogspot.com/feeds/365172721163570120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5125992603526456307&amp;postID=365172721163570120' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5125992603526456307/posts/default/365172721163570120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5125992603526456307/posts/default/365172721163570120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abhinavchittora.blogspot.com/2008/08/promises-dont-come-easy.html' title='PROMISES DON&apos;T COME EASY'/><author><name>Abhinav</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04550341016375350460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ahaSKhM1_8k/Sv7nQemTE1I/AAAAAAAAAdg/Bt_ZyQ27huI/S220/streetsign.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5125992603526456307.post-7571995342420526676</id><published>2008-08-10T07:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T07:39:51.432-07:00</updated><title type='text'>11 things that a Child want to tell his parents...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Hey here is a composition of me in which a child wants to say something to his parents. &lt;p&gt;I know that in the childhood time each n every children want to say these 11 sentences to his parents. If you too think that it is true then reply me at &lt;a href="http://www.gmail.com/"&gt;bijolianabhi@gmail.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;My hand are small,&lt;br /&gt;    Please don't expact perfaction&lt;br /&gt;    whenever I make a bed,&lt;br /&gt;    draw a picture or throw a ball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;My legs are short&lt;br /&gt;    Please slow down so that &lt;br /&gt;    I can keep up with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;My eyes have not seen &lt;br /&gt;    the world as yours have;&lt;br /&gt;    Please don't expact me to &lt;br /&gt;    see things the way you do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I am only little for a short time&lt;br /&gt;    I please, take time to explain &lt;br /&gt;    things to me about this wonderful world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Don't scold me for my inquisitiveness&lt;br /&gt;    treat me as as you would like to be treated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I am a special gift from God&lt;br /&gt;    Please treasure me as God&lt;br /&gt;    intended you to do;&lt;br /&gt;    discipling me in a loving manner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I need your encouragement to grow.&lt;br /&gt;    you can criticise the things,&lt;br /&gt;    I do without criticising me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Permit me to fail;&lt;br /&gt;    so that I can learn from my mistakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Please don't do things over for me&lt;br /&gt;    And please don't compare me to my brother ao sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Please don't be afraid &lt;br /&gt;    to leave for a weekend togather.&lt;br /&gt;    Kids need vacations from parents,&lt;br /&gt;    Just as the parents need vacations from kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Please set a good example &lt;br /&gt;    for me to follow.&lt;br /&gt;    I enjoy learning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5125992603526456307-7571995342420526676?l=abhinavchittora.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abhinavchittora.blogspot.com/feeds/7571995342420526676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5125992603526456307&amp;postID=7571995342420526676' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5125992603526456307/posts/default/7571995342420526676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5125992603526456307/posts/default/7571995342420526676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abhinavchittora.blogspot.com/2008/08/11-things-that-child-want-to-tell-his.html' title='11 things that a Child want to tell his parents...'/><author><name>Abhinav</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04550341016375350460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ahaSKhM1_8k/Sv7nQemTE1I/AAAAAAAAAdg/Bt_ZyQ27huI/S220/streetsign.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5125992603526456307.post-1560183442703770807</id><published>2008-08-07T12:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T12:12:27.887-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Help Me !</title><content type='html'>hello friend !&lt;br /&gt;Actually I am facing an problem with my Desktop which is Compaq SR 1942 IL model and I have Installed 64-bit Windows X P. Can some one tell me which compiler should I use for C and C++ programming. Please tell me I am really In problem. I will Try to get helped for every where but I cant get any support from the other side.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5125992603526456307-1560183442703770807?l=abhinavchittora.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abhinavchittora.blogspot.com/feeds/1560183442703770807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5125992603526456307&amp;postID=1560183442703770807' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5125992603526456307/posts/default/1560183442703770807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5125992603526456307/posts/default/1560183442703770807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abhinavchittora.blogspot.com/2008/08/help-me.html' title='Help Me !'/><author><name>Abhinav</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04550341016375350460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ahaSKhM1_8k/Sv7nQemTE1I/AAAAAAAAAdg/Bt_ZyQ27huI/S220/streetsign.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5125992603526456307.post-4592264393233086393</id><published>2008-08-07T11:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T12:09:52.374-07:00</updated><title type='text'>An Story: Good Time</title><content type='html'>Hey Friends,&lt;br /&gt;Story always inspire all the person but sometimes they can discourage us. Story like this type no one want to listen but what can we do when these story become a part of your life.I want to share a story. This story is not related to me but this story always discourage me about this world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;In this story a person named &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Hemant&lt;/span&gt; who was working in a company. You can think that the company was a software company for which the person was working. Although He is intelligent and hard worker but he has to listen bed words from his boss due to some reasons. You are thinking that what are these reasons, then have patience and read ahead. He want to do some thing special but his boss and his co-worker always try to discourage him. One day after office hour when he was going home. He saw a person lying on the road. When he go closure to that person he find that the person was injured and crying for help.the person thought that he should help the person and he took him to hospital. After 6 hours that person comes in conscious state and said that he is very grateful of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Hemant&lt;/span&gt; and want to give him prize for helping him but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Hemant&lt;/span&gt; refused to take any award for helping an injured person because he thought that it was his duty. But since the condition of that man was not good so for putting his heart he agreed for it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;After a week that person called &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Hemant&lt;/span&gt; and ask him what he want to take as prize? But &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Hemant&lt;/span&gt; now refused to take ant thing as prize.The person become happy to see that these type of person are also on the earth. He was really searching that type of person and his search finished as he met &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Hemant&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;Now are thinking that in this story nothing is to discourage but the main story starts from here. The person was a business man and have no child. He want a person that cam handle his business after him. So he offer &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Hemant&lt;/span&gt; to take care of business. That person has created some conditions that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Hemant&lt;/span&gt; could not refused his proposal. So now &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Hemant&lt;/span&gt; had become a big business man. The problems were going to appear now. He has to work 18 hour a day but God had decided other thing for him. As he work hard for the business the business goes down and around after 2 year his business had been disposed. People said that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Hemant&lt;/span&gt; destroyed the business. But the fact is business &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;distroied&lt;/span&gt; him. He was not ready for this shock and after 1 month he suicide and leave a letter written&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; Suicide is not chosen; it happens&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; when pain exceeds &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; resources for coping with pain. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;When you are thinking that you good time is going to start then please ensure that this time is really good time or not............&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;With best wishes that your good time will come soon........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5125992603526456307&amp;amp;postID=7945269153099357607"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Abhinav&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Chittora&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5125992603526456307-4592264393233086393?l=abhinavchittora.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abhinavchittora.blogspot.com/feeds/4592264393233086393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5125992603526456307&amp;postID=4592264393233086393' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5125992603526456307/posts/default/4592264393233086393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5125992603526456307/posts/default/4592264393233086393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abhinavchittora.blogspot.com/2008/08/story-good-time.html' title='An Story: Good Time'/><author><name>Abhinav</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04550341016375350460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ahaSKhM1_8k/Sv7nQemTE1I/AAAAAAAAAdg/Bt_ZyQ27huI/S220/streetsign.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5125992603526456307.post-1697143318773271049</id><published>2008-08-07T10:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T10:21:12.434-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Poem</title><content type='html'>Hey guys I have created a poem.I know that i am not a good poet but i have tr to be.&lt;br /&gt;So give attention on my poem and reply me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;She comes daily in my dreams,&lt;br /&gt;with all the hopes and all the love!&lt;br /&gt;o' my God don't let me sleep,&lt;br /&gt;today i'm tired and my mood is rough!&lt;br /&gt;when she comes i'll be sad,&lt;br /&gt;and it'll give impression bad!&lt;br /&gt;she might think that she is wrong,&lt;br /&gt;and might start singing a song!&lt;br /&gt;but i'm not in mood to listen,&lt;br /&gt;so in that gloom her eye'll glisten&lt;br /&gt;as i can't see her tears,&lt;br /&gt;don't let me sleep till morning prayer!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5125992603526456307-1697143318773271049?l=abhinavchittora.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abhinavchittora.blogspot.com/feeds/1697143318773271049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5125992603526456307&amp;postID=1697143318773271049' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5125992603526456307/posts/default/1697143318773271049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5125992603526456307/posts/default/1697143318773271049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abhinavchittora.blogspot.com/2008/08/poem.html' title='Poem'/><author><name>Abhinav</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04550341016375350460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ahaSKhM1_8k/Sv7nQemTE1I/AAAAAAAAAdg/Bt_ZyQ27huI/S220/streetsign.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5125992603526456307.post-7945269153099357607</id><published>2008-03-31T13:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T12:51:14.207-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='add'/><title type='text'>My first website</title><content type='html'>Hello friends,&lt;br /&gt;                         I want to share my experience when I create first website. On 17 march my teacher Mr. Sanjay Prakash Ranga Called me said me to create a website for Indian Academy of Pediatrics, Gurgaon. Actually I was really waiting for this type of exciting work. I said: I will try my best and will give you a best site. He gave me just one day to complete the site. I was surprised that how I will create the site in a single day. But I was excited so I said: Sir, Don't worry, I will create it in time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the main problem starts when I sit to create the site. I am innocent to this field. But thanks to my friend Shreekant Bohra, He encouraged me and said try you can create a better site. I really find that he is right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After 12 O'clock I am at Home and sited on my Pc, and try to create the site. I goggled for a template for the site but I am worthless. Now I am tried but want to work for the site, so I thought that I have to create a template for the site.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I am writing a CSS file for the site and a HTML page for the site. It takes so much time. At 8 O'clock in evening this task is completed and I feel relief. Now I have to create its navigation pages. I started with the last page titled Contact Us and it looks so cool so I decided that I will create the whole site in the same page.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I worked for the site for 4 O’clock in morning and created about 4 pages. I am afraid that how I would say to sir that I could not complete the site and I created only 4 pages. But thanks to God who help me at that time and when sir saw the site he said, “Good work”. It looks very good site. I am waiting for this type of site. You really work for it. If you want some more work than I have some more work for you. But I said that sir I have to go for home at the occasion of Holi-the festival of colors. Sir said ok, go and celebrate the festival and after coming from home you have to create a site for Govt. Women’s Polytechnic College, Bikaner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am really happy to see that my first website is selected for uploading. Please visit &lt;a href="http://www.iapgurgaon.org/"&gt;http://www.iapgurgaon.org&lt;/a&gt; which is created by me and give your reviews/opinion about the site. I am waiting for your reviews.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;var gaJsHost = (("https:" == document.location.protocol) ? "https://ssl." : "http://www.");&lt;br /&gt;document.write(unescape("%3Cscript src='" + gaJsHost + "google-analytics.com/ga.js' type='text/javascript'%3E%3C/script%3E"));&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;var pageTracker = _gat._getTracker("UA-xxxxxx-x");&lt;br /&gt;pageTracker._initData();&lt;br /&gt;pageTracker._trackPageview();&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5125992603526456307-7945269153099357607?l=abhinavchittora.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abhinavchittora.blogspot.com/feeds/7945269153099357607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5125992603526456307&amp;postID=7945269153099357607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5125992603526456307/posts/default/7945269153099357607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5125992603526456307/posts/default/7945269153099357607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abhinavchittora.blogspot.com/2008/03/my-first-website.html' title='My first website'/><author><name>Abhinav</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04550341016375350460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ahaSKhM1_8k/Sv7nQemTE1I/AAAAAAAAAdg/Bt_ZyQ27huI/S220/streetsign.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
