<?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-7722048690358823564</id><updated>2012-02-17T08:33:24.996+05:30</updated><title type='text'>There is no secret ingredient</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wish-i-were-nish.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7722048690358823564/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wish-i-were-nish.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Nishant Gupta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10776299346126841122</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/_SsTVctVXBn4/TQ4jMmXm0EI/AAAAAAAABu8/DuOYe9S7o6E/S220/IMG_4939.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-7722048690358823564.post-328745791046977230</id><published>2011-06-21T08:23:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2011-06-21T08:34:25.109+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Not so important ;-)</title><content type='html'>Change is Necessary. But, at what cost. Do i need to change myself just coz some bunch of people(who may or maynot be in my life for long), may like me or because of my own happiness. For so long, i have been making adjustments for the sake of other people. Its high time i do something for myself now. This would guarantee happiness of atleast 1 person, ME. Considering how this person means the world to me, i am seriously looking at this option. More importantly because its impossible to cater to the whims of the world, for people i cared so much for, looking at them, i think all my doings have been a waste and a big mistake. Nevertheless, I hope now atleast i'll be a better man, and more importantly, happier(Spellcheck in order :P) man.&lt;br /&gt;In a completely unrelated note, What a wonderful movieful year it has been so far. I am loving 2011 :-D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till next time,&lt;br /&gt;Nishant :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7722048690358823564-328745791046977230?l=wish-i-were-nish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wish-i-were-nish.blogspot.com/feeds/328745791046977230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7722048690358823564&amp;postID=328745791046977230' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7722048690358823564/posts/default/328745791046977230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7722048690358823564/posts/default/328745791046977230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wish-i-were-nish.blogspot.com/2011/06/not-so-important.html' title='Not so important ;-)'/><author><name>Nishant Gupta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10776299346126841122</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/_SsTVctVXBn4/TQ4jMmXm0EI/AAAAAAAABu8/DuOYe9S7o6E/S220/IMG_4939.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7722048690358823564.post-3698050268983022269</id><published>2011-03-29T19:32:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2011-03-29T19:34:48.118+05:30</updated><title type='text'>A brief thank u :)</title><content type='html'>Thank u Mr God, for keeping me sane in these testing times. I owe u a big one for keeping me out of the Depressed state and providing me with one person who is surreal and something else. The mistakes i made in my choice of people to get close to, has backfired and I promise i'll be careful from now on.&lt;div&gt;Urs Always,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nishant Gupta&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.S. Jai Shri Ram :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7722048690358823564-3698050268983022269?l=wish-i-were-nish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wish-i-were-nish.blogspot.com/feeds/3698050268983022269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7722048690358823564&amp;postID=3698050268983022269' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7722048690358823564/posts/default/3698050268983022269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7722048690358823564/posts/default/3698050268983022269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wish-i-were-nish.blogspot.com/2011/03/brief-thank-u.html' title='A brief thank u :)'/><author><name>Nishant Gupta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10776299346126841122</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/_SsTVctVXBn4/TQ4jMmXm0EI/AAAAAAAABu8/DuOYe9S7o6E/S220/IMG_4939.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7722048690358823564.post-8795330753065581357</id><published>2010-02-02T20:49:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2010-02-02T20:57:54.373+05:30</updated><title type='text'>It's all part of the Charm</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://theperfumedcourt.com/Images/ROMANTIC.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 559px; height: 445px;" src="http://theperfumedcourt.com/Images/ROMANTIC.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, its almost an year since i last came in contact with u, my blog, but i think(thought) that it was time that i come out of the closet and vent out some of the thoughts..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, today when i was all charged up, that i would at last write something(trust me, its a herculean task for me), i messed up again.. :-)&lt;br /&gt;I watched some movie, and got so overwhelmed with emotions, that i am falling short of words. The movie in picture had this amazing message( i dont knw if the makers intended to send any, but then, i am a leo and i tend to find some message in everything... or not :-P) , that inspite of so much amount of pain in our so short lives, we still can hope.We just need to trust enough, and everything will fall in place, because, its all part of the plan. No, i am sorry, Its all part of the charm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till next time,&lt;br /&gt;Nishant.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7722048690358823564-8795330753065581357?l=wish-i-were-nish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wish-i-were-nish.blogspot.com/feeds/8795330753065581357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7722048690358823564&amp;postID=8795330753065581357' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7722048690358823564/posts/default/8795330753065581357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7722048690358823564/posts/default/8795330753065581357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wish-i-were-nish.blogspot.com/2010/02/so-its-almost-year-since-i-last-came-in.html' title='It&apos;s all part of the Charm'/><author><name>Nishant Gupta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10776299346126841122</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/_SsTVctVXBn4/TQ4jMmXm0EI/AAAAAAAABu8/DuOYe9S7o6E/S220/IMG_4939.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7722048690358823564.post-3730702159038013612</id><published>2009-02-06T23:00:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2009-02-06T23:29:52.461+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Going back!</title><content type='html'>Whenever i see in the mirror, i find a person,so unfamiliar, staring at me.I don't know who he is.Some scientist in the past said mirrors reflect you.I don't think so.Because this is not me.I wonder what i have turned into.I remember the day when i stepped into college,slightly nervous, not knowing what was in store for me.They say DU is more than studies.  I agree!&lt;br /&gt;It's been a long time since i truly wanted to help someone,not because i want them helpless now, but because i ,myself was desperately in need of some help!This statement does not mean that i didnot extend any helping hand ,it just meant that whatever i did,i was missing somewhere,thus not giving my 100 percent.&lt;br /&gt;After two years in college,there are some standards that i am expected to meet, being laughing always is definitely one of them.I donot have the luxury of a quie day,just because people expect me to be always in my cheerful and jovial self.if i failed to do so,they sort of get angry with me.i have experienced this before,and i am sure this can again happen.I have put a mask on me.I will smile what may come,thus parting with my originality.&lt;br /&gt;It is in some time of crisis,that you actually know who all are yours.In my case,there are (were) very few.I donot know if i ever thanked them enough to bear with me,my mood swings and my temper(which it seems is out of my control).I can't say i am very good right now, but i would have been worse if it was not their support which kind of kept me standing.&lt;br /&gt;           If i said people around me trust me completely, i would be very wrong.Not that i have not given them enough reasons to trust me, but there is always someone else who is much more trustworthy and they would like to believe in him than me.I am not complaining, but this is one of the reasons i chose to cease being what i was,because it hurts to be treated this way,and i donot deserve this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SsTVctVXBn4/SYx6eFeIkyI/AAAAAAAAAVM/vpv8VqhU2fw/s1600-h/ATgAAADUPfDTnqDjwDFNFWdIlobe2cjwEftgrWQY9n_6MkuqnogXMFd_QjJjDQV9rJDxVR_HK8xNpyBDg_fSkTmB5HrmAJtU9VC2V9LpLjYhTRfyBM72J7YQH-D21w.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 318px; height: 319px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SsTVctVXBn4/SYx6eFeIkyI/AAAAAAAAAVM/vpv8VqhU2fw/s320/ATgAAADUPfDTnqDjwDFNFWdIlobe2cjwEftgrWQY9n_6MkuqnogXMFd_QjJjDQV9rJDxVR_HK8xNpyBDg_fSkTmB5HrmAJtU9VC2V9LpLjYhTRfyBM72J7YQH-D21w.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299745518791463714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As i look back to this stuff,i see lot of complains in life.but it's not just darkness,there's always a silver lining.I almost forgot what it was like to bring a smile on a sad face.anyways I donot like to see anyone crying,even if the person deserved to be this way, but i used to do whatever i could to bring some amount of happiness on that face, which i had almost forgotten.But some recent happenings around me reminded me of that feeling of elation which comes when you see someone smiling.And if the reason is you, that is the icing on the cake.I look forward to doing what i do best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be back!&lt;br /&gt;Nishant!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7722048690358823564-3730702159038013612?l=wish-i-were-nish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wish-i-were-nish.blogspot.com/feeds/3730702159038013612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7722048690358823564&amp;postID=3730702159038013612' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7722048690358823564/posts/default/3730702159038013612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7722048690358823564/posts/default/3730702159038013612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wish-i-were-nish.blogspot.com/2009/02/going-back.html' title='Going back!'/><author><name>Nishant Gupta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10776299346126841122</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/_SsTVctVXBn4/TQ4jMmXm0EI/AAAAAAAABu8/DuOYe9S7o6E/S220/IMG_4939.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SsTVctVXBn4/SYx6eFeIkyI/AAAAAAAAAVM/vpv8VqhU2fw/s72-c/ATgAAADUPfDTnqDjwDFNFWdIlobe2cjwEftgrWQY9n_6MkuqnogXMFd_QjJjDQV9rJDxVR_HK8xNpyBDg_fSkTmB5HrmAJtU9VC2V9LpLjYhTRfyBM72J7YQH-D21w.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7722048690358823564.post-595183603178948698</id><published>2009-01-31T20:33:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2009-02-04T16:28:58.671+05:30</updated><title type='text'>The sky is not so high!</title><content type='html'>Reaching to the sky is not so difficult.&lt;br /&gt;and if anyone found it difficult, he must have not tried standing up on a dream.&lt;br /&gt;try dreaming, because every great task was once a dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the one who doesnot dream, cannot achieve anything.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7722048690358823564-595183603178948698?l=wish-i-were-nish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wish-i-were-nish.blogspot.com/feeds/595183603178948698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7722048690358823564&amp;postID=595183603178948698' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7722048690358823564/posts/default/595183603178948698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7722048690358823564/posts/default/595183603178948698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wish-i-were-nish.blogspot.com/2009/01/sky-is-not-so-high.html' title='The sky is not so high!'/><author><name>Nishant Gupta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10776299346126841122</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/_SsTVctVXBn4/TQ4jMmXm0EI/AAAAAAAABu8/DuOYe9S7o6E/S220/IMG_4939.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7722048690358823564.post-7101248026202226070</id><published>2009-01-20T21:20:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2009-01-20T21:28:33.384+05:30</updated><title type='text'>I want to go back!</title><content type='html'>Hi Friends,this short li'l poem was given to me by a frend of mine.and i think this goes too well with the circumstances,when we all,who have left adoloscence far behind really miss it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: times new roman; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: times new roman; font-style: italic;"&gt;I Want to Go Back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to go to those times,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when getting 'high' meant 'on swing'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when 'mom' was the only 'hero'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when 'dads shoulders' were the 'highest' place on earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when the worst enemies were your siblings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when the only thing that could hurt is 'wounded knees'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when the only things 'broken' were toys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When goodbye meant 'see you tomorrow'.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7722048690358823564-7101248026202226070?l=wish-i-were-nish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wish-i-were-nish.blogspot.com/feeds/7101248026202226070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7722048690358823564&amp;postID=7101248026202226070' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7722048690358823564/posts/default/7101248026202226070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7722048690358823564/posts/default/7101248026202226070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wish-i-were-nish.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-want-to-go-back.html' title='I want to go back!'/><author><name>Nishant Gupta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10776299346126841122</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/_SsTVctVXBn4/TQ4jMmXm0EI/AAAAAAAABu8/DuOYe9S7o6E/S220/IMG_4939.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7722048690358823564.post-242489124392728644</id><published>2008-09-13T12:27:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-09-13T12:31:25.902+05:30</updated><title type='text'>The beginning!!</title><content type='html'>Hi all!!&lt;br /&gt;this is my first hand experience in blogging,and i want it to be bad!!This helps me grow, you see!!&lt;br /&gt;hehe!&lt;br /&gt;So friends,now m here,lets all pledge to make world a happy place!!&lt;br /&gt;and according to a recent survey,world will be happy seeing Nishant laughing,and nishant laughs when he gets a garlic breadstick!!hehehe!plz do the honours!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7722048690358823564-242489124392728644?l=wish-i-were-nish.blogspot.com' alt='' 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