tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-55490949868787259562011-09-28T13:51:41.667-07:00justkar4uhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08127946851589668278noreply@blogger.comBlogger41100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5549094986878725956.post-91798422816654751242011-07-17T18:10:00.000-07:002011-07-17T23:30:51.655-07:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XXUEtBor7l4/TiPRw_lB7yI/AAAAAAAAAvE/WQAhHmH8Bn8/s1600/pic.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XXUEtBor7l4/TiPRw_lB7yI/AAAAAAAAAvE/WQAhHmH8Bn8/s320/pic.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630574598773927714" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; " ><i>The Twinkle in those eyes tells no lies..<br />Sweetness in her smile reminds me of pies..<br />Those beautiful eyes I could look into, all day long<br />Brings me a smile that would last until I am gone...<br /><br />Her touch, as gentle as a feather<br />Thinking of it, feels like a warm weather<br />Her rosy cheeks with soft sun kissed glow<br />And her Plum colored lips makes my mind blow<br /><br /></i></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; ">Seeing her grip on the gun, makes everyone run<br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; ">Thinking of playing with her, would be so much fun<br /></span></i></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" ><i>Describing her further, makes my mind shimmer</i></span></span></div></div><div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; " ><i>The day I meet her will definitely be the best of summer..<br /><br /></i></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; " ><i>God she grows younger by the day !!<br />That makes me wonder what I have to say ..<br />Smile on her lips brightens every jiffy<br />Being her friend makes life truly spiffy...</i></span></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5549094986878725956-9179842281665475124?l=justkar4u.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>justkar4uhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08127946851589668278noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5549094986878725956.post-36954318134016145272010-12-28T02:44:00.001-08:002010-12-28T02:59:51.520-08:00Well excuse me for not having blogged for a very longtime !! but this time I think i ll definitely keep it going without a long break hopefully :) <div>This is a small poem that I wrote..It might have minute resemblance to my earlier poems in case U have come across them...Nevertheless it's dedicated to some1 whom I met on December the 2nd 2010 at Mylapore restaurant here in Sacramento,CA...Hope U like it !</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; "><span class="Apple-style-span">===========================================</span><br /><i><br />Walked into my life like a fairy from heaven<br />U better know her, else you are not forgiven !<br />Flashed her great smile, which she never before had given<br />Naughtiness in her eyes almost killed me, god forbidden....<br /><br />Watching her face was like the prettiest rose petal<br />That made me wanna give her the costliest metal ..<br />Seeing her hide, was like a cute riddle<br />With this sweet memory, I’m never gonna fiddle..<br /><br />Mesmerized by her, the picture’s still not clear<br />Although simple, her style was quite grandeur<br />Don’t know if she likes it, but I love her dear<br />Oh boy I’m excited, coz that’s when I little shiver<br />Then my heart says, hey dude y don’t u go little near !<br />Stunned by her beauty, I called her pretty priya<br />Liked her soo much that I named my niece riya :P<br />Took some great pictures with divine actress Priya…<br /><br />Walked into my life like a fairy from heaven<br />That’s my pretty priya, whose glimpse I’ve just given :)<br /></i><br /><span class="Apple-style-span">===========================================</span></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5549094986878725956-3695431813401614527?l=justkar4u.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>justkar4uhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08127946851589668278noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5549094986878725956.post-89972887189245057702009-02-19T21:53:00.000-08:002009-02-19T22:05:02.438-08:00<div>Helloooooooooooooooooooo...</div><div><br /></div><div>                      This one is about the small step i took on some fateful day at some lucky moment in my college CSUS. I was just wandering around and something just flashed by and caught my eyes !! It was this small link to a contest in IBM -Master the mainframe contest. Least did i know that one day i could make some buck out of it :) And yes apart from winning a T-Shirt having IBM logo and Z /os symbol having a cool graphics on the backside of it, we won a 100$ prize ...U can find the photos which won the 100$  posted on IBM website at below given link :-)</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><a href="http://www-304.ibm.com/jct01005c/university/students/contests/mainframepictures2008.html">http://www-304.ibm.com/jct01005c/university/students/contests/mainframepictures2008.html</a><div><br /></div><div>and <a href="http://webpages.csus.edu/~kr675/">http://webpages.csus.edu/~kr675/</a></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5549094986878725956-8997288718924505770?l=justkar4u.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>justkar4uhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08127946851589668278noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5549094986878725956.post-12680478012704431532009-02-07T01:40:00.000-08:002009-02-08T04:37:31.835-08:00<span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:arial;font-size:13px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Tears .....sweet tears of joy....</span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Some fond memories bring them to our Eyes, </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Without our knowledge our heart always Cries,</span></div><div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Things, would never be the same, Again ...</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">For, some people change their path, for a Gain...</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Their place becomes empty in our Lifes..</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">And hopes to find similar rapport thrives..</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Some good old times always comes to our Mind,<br /></span></div></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Thats when we realize new friends we need to Find,</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-size:13px;">Life goes on in this old battle of finding some1 Special,</span><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Finding the one who truely would fill in the gap is Crucial, </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">We may or we may Never, but this search continues for Ever...</span></div><div>                             </div><div>                        - Dedicated to all my lovely friends who are/were a part of Celstream..!</div></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5549094986878725956-1268047801270443153?l=justkar4u.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>justkar4uhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08127946851589668278noreply@blogger.com4