<?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-2673173619251460262</id><updated>2012-01-26T02:30:33.638+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Soheni Arora's Blog</title><subtitle type='html'>Random Scribblings...Be sure to post comments!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howsheenawasinvented.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2673173619251460262/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howsheenawasinvented.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Soheni Arora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17097343457438842529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ACSz_ZsqZ8g/Ttn__FGf0rI/AAAAAAAAAJY/omVTyztz_ZE/s220/Profile%2BPic.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>36</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2673173619251460262.post-7758685329219771700</id><published>2011-12-03T21:53:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-12-03T21:53:05.565+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Road Trippin'</title><summary type='text'>Cruisin' boozin'
Back-seat snoozin'
Rollin hash
Match flash
Stuff rocks
Hotbox
High speed
Highway
Smoke weed
Runway
Hip hop
Dodge cop
Road's clear
Pass the beer
Back-seat action
Satisfaction
Another scoe
Roll some more

Drugs, sex, alcohol
Yeah baby we do 'em all
When we're road trippin!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howsheenawasinvented.blogspot.com/feeds/7758685329219771700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2673173619251460262&amp;postID=7758685329219771700&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2673173619251460262/posts/default/7758685329219771700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2673173619251460262/posts/default/7758685329219771700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howsheenawasinvented.blogspot.com/2011/12/road-trippin.html' title='Road Trippin&apos;'/><author><name>Soheni Arora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17097343457438842529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ACSz_ZsqZ8g/Ttn__FGf0rI/AAAAAAAAAJY/omVTyztz_ZE/s220/Profile%2BPic.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2673173619251460262.post-7439590135829871443</id><published>2011-09-07T00:31:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-09-07T00:31:29.234+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Venus</title><summary type='text'>&lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;  
“Hold me tight in your arms tonight”
Under the moonbeams’ silver lightSoaking up your lust, I mustLay my kiss upon our skinI don’t wanna let myself beginAnother night of passion, but IWould rather die than denyYour fire, your desire.
&lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;  You captured my heart with ridiculous easeBut you’re hard to get and harder to pleaseSo I’ll just do what you want me </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howsheenawasinvented.blogspot.com/feeds/7439590135829871443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2673173619251460262&amp;postID=7439590135829871443&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2673173619251460262/posts/default/7439590135829871443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2673173619251460262/posts/default/7439590135829871443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howsheenawasinvented.blogspot.com/2011/09/venus.html' title='Venus'/><author><name>Soheni Arora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17097343457438842529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ACSz_ZsqZ8g/Ttn__FGf0rI/AAAAAAAAAJY/omVTyztz_ZE/s220/Profile%2BPic.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2673173619251460262.post-5356114950582107571</id><published>2011-09-07T00:27:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-09-07T00:27:37.572+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Deck-Hand Takes The Plunge</title><summary type='text'>&lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;  
The water’s daughtersSun themselves on the rocksEach a forbidden maidenWho sailors watch from the docks

Ancient maritime legends warn:“Covet not pearls that adornThe pretty sea-maidens’ hair,Nor trust the maids to guide youAcross their watery lair,Or misfortune sails beside you”

A vessel, once well rigged and trustyNow struggled rickety and rustyTossed by a storm like a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howsheenawasinvented.blogspot.com/feeds/5356114950582107571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2673173619251460262&amp;postID=5356114950582107571&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2673173619251460262/posts/default/5356114950582107571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2673173619251460262/posts/default/5356114950582107571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howsheenawasinvented.blogspot.com/2011/09/deck-hand-takes-plunge.html' title='Deck-Hand Takes The Plunge'/><author><name>Soheni Arora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17097343457438842529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ACSz_ZsqZ8g/Ttn__FGf0rI/AAAAAAAAAJY/omVTyztz_ZE/s220/Profile%2BPic.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2673173619251460262.post-3938488072388737169</id><published>2011-09-07T00:21:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2011-09-07T00:21:42.690+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Skyline Beckoning</title><summary type='text'>&lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;  
The sky is fallingOne raindrop at a timeThe crystal starsAre laughing at the scarsOf the moon. SublimeLight is calling.
Answer the whispered screamsThat promise the perfectionOf everything you needAnd let them leadYou into the directionOf your waking dreams
From ‘cross the valley of reckoningYou hear angels call your nameTake the final rideTo the other sideOf life’s </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howsheenawasinvented.blogspot.com/feeds/3938488072388737169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2673173619251460262&amp;postID=3938488072388737169&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2673173619251460262/posts/default/3938488072388737169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2673173619251460262/posts/default/3938488072388737169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howsheenawasinvented.blogspot.com/2011/09/skyline-beckoning.html' title='Skyline Beckoning'/><author><name>Soheni Arora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17097343457438842529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ACSz_ZsqZ8g/Ttn__FGf0rI/AAAAAAAAAJY/omVTyztz_ZE/s220/Profile%2BPic.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2673173619251460262.post-1166003132316930010</id><published>2011-09-07T00:19:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-09-07T00:19:32.772+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Bulletproof Glass</title><summary type='text'>&lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;  
If you really loved me,
I’d see it in your eyes,But if your heart aint in itI can do without the lies.If you just don’t feel itYou don’t have to pretend.I won’t be scarred for lifeAnd my world won’t end.
Coz I’m like bulletproof glass-
I’m transparent. I don’t shatter.Once I buff the scratches outWhat you did won’t matter
Get me crystal clear:Baby, it’s okay!If I don’t have</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howsheenawasinvented.blogspot.com/feeds/1166003132316930010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2673173619251460262&amp;postID=1166003132316930010&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2673173619251460262/posts/default/1166003132316930010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2673173619251460262/posts/default/1166003132316930010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howsheenawasinvented.blogspot.com/2011/09/bulletproof-glass.html' title='Bulletproof Glass'/><author><name>Soheni Arora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17097343457438842529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ACSz_ZsqZ8g/Ttn__FGf0rI/AAAAAAAAAJY/omVTyztz_ZE/s220/Profile%2BPic.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2673173619251460262.post-8180622711255934998</id><published>2011-03-14T17:04:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2011-03-14T17:04:48.120+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Detached</title><summary type='text'>I find it so easy to leave it all behind,
Move forward, never want to rewind.
I don't miss people or things or places
Nor crave the sight of familiar faces.
I am a lone ranger.
No stranger to strangers.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howsheenawasinvented.blogspot.com/feeds/8180622711255934998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2673173619251460262&amp;postID=8180622711255934998&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2673173619251460262/posts/default/8180622711255934998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2673173619251460262/posts/default/8180622711255934998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howsheenawasinvented.blogspot.com/2011/03/detached.html' title='Detached'/><author><name>Soheni Arora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17097343457438842529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ACSz_ZsqZ8g/Ttn__FGf0rI/AAAAAAAAAJY/omVTyztz_ZE/s220/Profile%2BPic.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2673173619251460262.post-2761928510663167578</id><published>2009-02-18T02:22:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-02-18T02:24:22.199+05:30</updated><title type='text'>A Matter of Perspective</title><summary type='text'>(To Allen, with love)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howsheenawasinvented.blogspot.com/feeds/2761928510663167578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2673173619251460262&amp;postID=2761928510663167578&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2673173619251460262/posts/default/2761928510663167578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2673173619251460262/posts/default/2761928510663167578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howsheenawasinvented.blogspot.com/2009/02/matter-of-perspective.html' title='A Matter of Perspective'/><author><name>Soheni Arora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17097343457438842529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ACSz_ZsqZ8g/Ttn__FGf0rI/AAAAAAAAAJY/omVTyztz_ZE/s220/Profile%2BPic.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d_byj5MGWxk/SZsjttpruDI/AAAAAAAAAFw/N3sDFDUnJhw/s72-c/Matter+of+Perspective.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2673173619251460262.post-3961289760251687787</id><published>2009-01-30T01:17:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2011-05-04T16:08:54.849+05:30</updated><title type='text'>(un) happy</title><summary type='text'>I'm not unhappy, but not happy either
I'm somewhere in between
If this is bliss, I don't like it
It's too stiflingly static

I'm a social butterfly, a butterfly,
a pretty thing who's loved for that very sin
But I flit here, there, everywhere
And nowhere do I fit in

I have friends, friends and friends
And yet, no friends
Just people who are a means to an end

I see people objectively
Emotionally </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howsheenawasinvented.blogspot.com/feeds/3961289760251687787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2673173619251460262&amp;postID=3961289760251687787&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2673173619251460262/posts/default/3961289760251687787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2673173619251460262/posts/default/3961289760251687787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howsheenawasinvented.blogspot.com/2009/01/un-happy.html' title='(un) happy'/><author><name>Soheni Arora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17097343457438842529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ACSz_ZsqZ8g/Ttn__FGf0rI/AAAAAAAAAJY/omVTyztz_ZE/s220/Profile%2BPic.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2673173619251460262.post-8094417777563537201</id><published>2008-12-09T23:12:00.010+05:30</published><updated>2008-12-10T00:21:40.960+05:30</updated><title type='text'>The Tree of Dreams</title><summary type='text'>Once upon a wonderous planetThe race of Innocents did live.The Gods were happy with the folkAnd gave them all they had to give.For every happy wish one made,A flower blosomed somewhere.Thus was the earth brilliantly hued-No tree was ever plain or bare.For every happy dream one dreamedA new star appeared that night.Thus constellations did aboundAnd bathe the earth in silver light.The old moon </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howsheenawasinvented.blogspot.com/feeds/8094417777563537201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2673173619251460262&amp;postID=8094417777563537201&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2673173619251460262/posts/default/8094417777563537201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2673173619251460262/posts/default/8094417777563537201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howsheenawasinvented.blogspot.com/2008/12/tree-of-dreams.html' title='The Tree of Dreams'/><author><name>Soheni Arora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17097343457438842529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ACSz_ZsqZ8g/Ttn__FGf0rI/AAAAAAAAAJY/omVTyztz_ZE/s220/Profile%2BPic.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d_byj5MGWxk/ST66ic9ENWI/AAAAAAAAAD0/8JlkkWorxfo/s72-c/Tree+of+Dreams+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2673173619251460262.post-7399425971396253920</id><published>2008-11-01T07:43:00.013+05:30</published><updated>2008-11-04T03:06:07.773+05:30</updated><title type='text'>The Mona Lisa</title><summary type='text'>In Musee de Louvre hangsDa Vinci's greatest workThe Mona Lisa andHer enigmatic smirk.Five centuries she's spentOn whitewashed wallsIn Royal chambersAnd Museum halls.But imagine, if, though she had onceBeen real, she was now replacedBy so much "restoration" paintThat the original work was all effaced?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howsheenawasinvented.blogspot.com/feeds/7399425971396253920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2673173619251460262&amp;postID=7399425971396253920&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2673173619251460262/posts/default/7399425971396253920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2673173619251460262/posts/default/7399425971396253920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howsheenawasinvented.blogspot.com/2008/11/mona-lisa.html' title='The Mona Lisa'/><author><name>Soheni Arora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17097343457438842529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ACSz_ZsqZ8g/Ttn__FGf0rI/AAAAAAAAAJY/omVTyztz_ZE/s220/Profile%2BPic.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2673173619251460262.post-5837628523564758004</id><published>2008-10-27T19:24:00.008+05:30</published><updated>2008-10-27T19:59:05.173+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Festival of Lights</title><summary type='text'>Somewhere along a darkened corridorFlicker three desolate candle flames.Ridiculous in their festiveness,Fairylights twinke away in vain.Who's way do these candles lightAlong the dark, eerie corridors?Only one person remains tonightIn this empty building with padlocked doors.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howsheenawasinvented.blogspot.com/feeds/5837628523564758004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2673173619251460262&amp;postID=5837628523564758004&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2673173619251460262/posts/default/5837628523564758004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2673173619251460262/posts/default/5837628523564758004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howsheenawasinvented.blogspot.com/2008/10/festival-of-lights.html' title='Festival of Lights'/><author><name>Soheni Arora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17097343457438842529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ACSz_ZsqZ8g/Ttn__FGf0rI/AAAAAAAAAJY/omVTyztz_ZE/s220/Profile%2BPic.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d_byj5MGWxk/SQXIaY_jAKI/AAAAAAAAACg/SuON4J-OpWg/s72-c/Image024.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2673173619251460262.post-8873963868593039886</id><published>2008-10-21T02:01:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2008-10-31T03:01:53.638+05:30</updated><title type='text'>The Diya Dance</title><summary type='text'>On a sultry October nightUnder the darkened skiesAnd fickle flickering starlightDance four hundred fireflies.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howsheenawasinvented.blogspot.com/feeds/8873963868593039886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2673173619251460262&amp;postID=8873963868593039886&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2673173619251460262/posts/default/8873963868593039886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2673173619251460262/posts/default/8873963868593039886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howsheenawasinvented.blogspot.com/2008/10/diya-dance.html' title='The Diya Dance'/><author><name>Soheni Arora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17097343457438842529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ACSz_ZsqZ8g/Ttn__FGf0rI/AAAAAAAAAJY/omVTyztz_ZE/s220/Profile%2BPic.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d_byj5MGWxk/SPzsPGDAuVI/AAAAAAAAACY/iOFKn4qpJd8/s72-c/IMG_1676.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2673173619251460262.post-6824146744362514024</id><published>2008-10-01T06:00:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2008-10-01T06:34:17.641+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Flutterby</title><summary type='text'>An illustration for my friend Preetha's poem.To read the poem, go to:http://therandomworldofmissbiyani.blogspot.com/(For Preetha, Love Always.)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howsheenawasinvented.blogspot.com/feeds/6824146744362514024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2673173619251460262&amp;postID=6824146744362514024&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2673173619251460262/posts/default/6824146744362514024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2673173619251460262/posts/default/6824146744362514024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howsheenawasinvented.blogspot.com/2008/10/flutterby.html' title='Flutterby'/><author><name>Soheni Arora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17097343457438842529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ACSz_ZsqZ8g/Ttn__FGf0rI/AAAAAAAAAJY/omVTyztz_ZE/s220/Profile%2BPic.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d_byj5MGWxk/SOLGMI93xTI/AAAAAAAAACQ/HYX2i6rpz0E/s72-c/Butterfly+edited.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2673173619251460262.post-2381177738934598625</id><published>2008-10-01T04:33:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2008-10-01T04:57:35.324+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Mental Snapshot</title><summary type='text'>Vishakhapatnam (Vizag) is built at the point where the Eastern Ghats run right into the sea. The drive down from Vizag to Rishikonda Beach is one of the most picturesque drives you can ever imagine. On your left, all you see is a lush green hill. On your right, the slope drops down, somewhat steeply, to a golden beach. Clear sky and clear water blur into one another at the horizon, blue mirroring</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howsheenawasinvented.blogspot.com/feeds/2381177738934598625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2673173619251460262&amp;postID=2381177738934598625&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2673173619251460262/posts/default/2381177738934598625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2673173619251460262/posts/default/2381177738934598625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howsheenawasinvented.blogspot.com/2008/10/mental-snashot.html' title='Mental Snapshot'/><author><name>Soheni Arora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17097343457438842529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ACSz_ZsqZ8g/Ttn__FGf0rI/AAAAAAAAAJY/omVTyztz_ZE/s220/Profile%2BPic.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d_byj5MGWxk/SOK0Mm7wxyI/AAAAAAAAACI/DKGDMig6dEs/s72-c/Painting+edited.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2673173619251460262.post-200712112236298892</id><published>2008-09-29T02:29:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2008-09-29T03:26:23.816+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Laila</title><summary type='text'>You look so sad my Laila...Oh so sad! Your eyes Have gone strangely cold.The life is gone. It scares meTo see what I behold.What is the matter my Laila?Say something... anything will do!You have gone strangely silent.The laughter's gone. It hurts meTo hear nothing out of you.Don't shut yourself up my LailaDon't shed your tears alone.Let me in.Don't you know how it searsMy heart to not be able to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howsheenawasinvented.blogspot.com/feeds/200712112236298892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2673173619251460262&amp;postID=200712112236298892&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2673173619251460262/posts/default/200712112236298892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2673173619251460262/posts/default/200712112236298892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howsheenawasinvented.blogspot.com/2008/09/laila.html' title='Laila'/><author><name>Soheni Arora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17097343457438842529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ACSz_ZsqZ8g/Ttn__FGf0rI/AAAAAAAAAJY/omVTyztz_ZE/s220/Profile%2BPic.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2673173619251460262.post-2779349584601020170</id><published>2008-09-18T01:13:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2009-02-07T06:09:24.076+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Fiction, Tea and Toast</title><summary type='text'>The simple pleasures of a rainy day.Watching raindrops trickle their wayDown clear panes of glass,Like liquid rainbows.I watch as rain ceaselessly falls;Watch it drip down red brick walls,Vanishing into the grassAnd then... Well who knows?I nestle deep into the window seatI lean sideways, a shawl over my feet,And rest against the window pane.It cools my fevered skin.Diffused light filters </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howsheenawasinvented.blogspot.com/feeds/2779349584601020170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2673173619251460262&amp;postID=2779349584601020170&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2673173619251460262/posts/default/2779349584601020170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2673173619251460262/posts/default/2779349584601020170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howsheenawasinvented.blogspot.com/2008/09/fiction-tea-and-toast.html' title='Fiction, Tea and Toast'/><author><name>Soheni Arora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17097343457438842529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ACSz_ZsqZ8g/Ttn__FGf0rI/AAAAAAAAAJY/omVTyztz_ZE/s220/Profile%2BPic.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d_byj5MGWxk/SYzYJCa9GDI/AAAAAAAAAFo/gNNsNgisdOE/s72-c/FT%26T+illustration.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2673173619251460262.post-4362061527550195473</id><published>2008-09-12T03:58:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2008-09-12T03:59:18.177+05:30</updated><title type='text'>No Strings Attached</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howsheenawasinvented.blogspot.com/feeds/4362061527550195473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2673173619251460262&amp;postID=4362061527550195473&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2673173619251460262/posts/default/4362061527550195473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2673173619251460262/posts/default/4362061527550195473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howsheenawasinvented.blogspot.com/2008/09/no-strings-attached.html' title='No Strings Attached'/><author><name>Soheni Arora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17097343457438842529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ACSz_ZsqZ8g/Ttn__FGf0rI/AAAAAAAAAJY/omVTyztz_ZE/s220/Profile%2BPic.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d_byj5MGWxk/SMmbqEt7MJI/AAAAAAAAACA/Rq1ihyB7QXY/s72-c/No+Strings+Atttached.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2673173619251460262.post-2254061290934940526</id><published>2008-08-16T19:09:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2008-08-16T20:08:09.834+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Mexican Beans</title><summary type='text'>Ingredients:1 Litre- Water1 Kilo- Black Beans2- (Small) Onion2- (Large) Red Chillies2 Spoons- Milk( Optional)To Taste- Salt and pepperMethod:Rinse the beans out nice and properPut them in a pan of copper,Let them soak all through the nightBy tomorrow they'll be just right.Pour water in a pot of clayAdd the beans without delay.Chop onions with a pungent smellAnd toss them in the pot as well.Upon a</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howsheenawasinvented.blogspot.com/feeds/2254061290934940526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2673173619251460262&amp;postID=2254061290934940526&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2673173619251460262/posts/default/2254061290934940526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2673173619251460262/posts/default/2254061290934940526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howsheenawasinvented.blogspot.com/2008/08/mexican-beans.html' title='Mexican Beans'/><author><name>Soheni Arora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17097343457438842529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ACSz_ZsqZ8g/Ttn__FGf0rI/AAAAAAAAAJY/omVTyztz_ZE/s220/Profile%2BPic.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2673173619251460262.post-3759014250357046721</id><published>2008-07-25T03:54:00.006+05:30</published><updated>2011-12-03T21:59:16.268+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Ode To Silence</title><summary type='text'>We sat opposite each other;
I saw you, you saw me.
Yet we were miles apart,
Working individually.

It was our quiet refuge from
The day's chaotic bustle,
To hear nothing but our thoughts
And our papers' soft rustle.

We sat together in silence,
At war with the world around
But at peace with each other.
There was no need for sound.

Alas! That comfort is gone now;
From our refuge was I banished.
</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howsheenawasinvented.blogspot.com/feeds/3759014250357046721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2673173619251460262&amp;postID=3759014250357046721&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2673173619251460262/posts/default/3759014250357046721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2673173619251460262/posts/default/3759014250357046721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howsheenawasinvented.blogspot.com/2008/07/ode-to-silence.html' title='Ode To Silence'/><author><name>Soheni Arora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17097343457438842529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ACSz_ZsqZ8g/Ttn__FGf0rI/AAAAAAAAAJY/omVTyztz_ZE/s220/Profile%2BPic.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2673173619251460262.post-4593593358553683427</id><published>2008-07-17T11:39:00.020+05:30</published><updated>2009-11-21T04:10:26.095+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Night Mess</title><summary type='text'>The night wears on, the pile builds upOf plates and forks and plastic cupsFilled with cigarette stubs and ashesAnd broken bits of burnt out matches.Tea cups stain the table-top's whiteAs we sit here long into the night.Warm greys, cool greys, markers abound,And your mop of curls bobs up and downAs you render cars galoreUnlike any I've seen before;Each one detailed to perfection,-Balancing shadow </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howsheenawasinvented.blogspot.com/feeds/4593593358553683427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2673173619251460262&amp;postID=4593593358553683427&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2673173619251460262/posts/default/4593593358553683427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2673173619251460262/posts/default/4593593358553683427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howsheenawasinvented.blogspot.com/2008/07/night-mess.html' title='Night Mess'/><author><name>Soheni Arora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17097343457438842529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ACSz_ZsqZ8g/Ttn__FGf0rI/AAAAAAAAAJY/omVTyztz_ZE/s220/Profile%2BPic.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2673173619251460262.post-4528305550139063411</id><published>2008-07-07T04:01:00.008+05:30</published><updated>2008-07-08T01:32:16.403+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Live the Facebook Life</title><summary type='text'>I have long forgottenWhat real love feels like.People send me love online-Who needs it in real life?I'v long forgotten picturesThat turned sepia with age.Online albums are the thing-"Click here to see next image".I'v long forgotten fragrancesOf fresh hand-picked flowers.I get so many of them online-Why strain my smelling powers?i'v long forgotten lullabiesThat Papa used to sing to me.I get iLike </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howsheenawasinvented.blogspot.com/feeds/4528305550139063411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2673173619251460262&amp;postID=4528305550139063411&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2673173619251460262/posts/default/4528305550139063411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2673173619251460262/posts/default/4528305550139063411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howsheenawasinvented.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-live-facebook-life.html' title='Live the Facebook Life'/><author><name>Soheni Arora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17097343457438842529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ACSz_ZsqZ8g/Ttn__FGf0rI/AAAAAAAAAJY/omVTyztz_ZE/s220/Profile%2BPic.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2673173619251460262.post-4006727812339514812</id><published>2008-07-05T00:26:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2008-07-06T14:53:09.231+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Still Life Paintings</title><summary type='text'>I watch my passing lifeFrom a shell of my own making.I feel like a museum curatorEvaluating old paintings.Moments in time, separately frozen,And sealed within their frames-Each one is an isolated fragmentOf emotions that have no names.Canvas textured with brushstrokesVivid hues spread to the hemsAre these mere still life paintingsOr is there still life in them?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howsheenawasinvented.blogspot.com/feeds/4006727812339514812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2673173619251460262&amp;postID=4006727812339514812&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2673173619251460262/posts/default/4006727812339514812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2673173619251460262/posts/default/4006727812339514812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howsheenawasinvented.blogspot.com/2008/07/still-life-paintings.html' title='Still Life Paintings'/><author><name>Soheni Arora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17097343457438842529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ACSz_ZsqZ8g/Ttn__FGf0rI/AAAAAAAAAJY/omVTyztz_ZE/s220/Profile%2BPic.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2673173619251460262.post-3344028341761876644</id><published>2008-03-25T00:32:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2008-06-25T02:11:14.138+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Love is a Capricious Maid</title><summary type='text'>Love is a capricious maidWho all men do desire.She promises to stay forever,Yet daily does conspireOf ways to break her lover's trustAnd grind the pieces into dust.Fall not into her deadly ploy;You are to her a trifling toy.Bestow not your heart's affectionOn one who has her own collectionOf jilted hearts and shattered men,And isn't afraid to claim againA victim of her feminine chamsWho waits for</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howsheenawasinvented.blogspot.com/feeds/3344028341761876644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2673173619251460262&amp;postID=3344028341761876644&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2673173619251460262/posts/default/3344028341761876644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2673173619251460262/posts/default/3344028341761876644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howsheenawasinvented.blogspot.com/2008/03/love-is-capricious-maid.html' title='Love is a Capricious Maid'/><author><name>Soheni Arora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17097343457438842529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ACSz_ZsqZ8g/Ttn__FGf0rI/AAAAAAAAAJY/omVTyztz_ZE/s220/Profile%2BPic.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2673173619251460262.post-6846086951918899406</id><published>2008-03-25T00:26:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2008-08-02T05:52:52.531+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Eyes</title><summary type='text'>Brown eyes gaze lovingly into hazel ones,Hazel eyes stare flatly back into brown.Brown eyes well over and flow till they drown,Hazel eyes are crowned with an indulgent frown.Then brown eyes speak no words,But in the silence they both knowHazel eyes exude no loveAnd it's time for thr brown eyes to go.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howsheenawasinvented.blogspot.com/feeds/6846086951918899406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2673173619251460262&amp;postID=6846086951918899406&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2673173619251460262/posts/default/6846086951918899406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2673173619251460262/posts/default/6846086951918899406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howsheenawasinvented.blogspot.com/2008/03/eyes.html' title='Eyes'/><author><name>Soheni Arora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17097343457438842529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ACSz_ZsqZ8g/Ttn__FGf0rI/AAAAAAAAAJY/omVTyztz_ZE/s220/Profile%2BPic.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_d_byj5MGWxk/SJOozQZF4BI/AAAAAAAAABA/fqSdKntP7NE/s72-c/Eyes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2673173619251460262.post-6211371340324235898</id><published>2007-12-28T01:45:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-12-28T02:25:13.778+05:30</updated><title type='text'>In Retospect</title><summary type='text'>When you look back in retrospectRemember hindsight is always perfectYou've broken vows,now you repentCry over time you've ill-spentRegret the choices that you madeCurse the places where you stayedRue the sights that you have seenAnd how reckless you have beenYou wish you knew better thenBut stop!... and think again-You loved every spontanious act!Don't deny it! It is a fact.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howsheenawasinvented.blogspot.com/feeds/6211371340324235898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2673173619251460262&amp;postID=6211371340324235898&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2673173619251460262/posts/default/6211371340324235898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2673173619251460262/posts/default/6211371340324235898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howsheenawasinvented.blogspot.com/2007/12/in-retospect.html' title='In Retospect'/><author><name>Soheni Arora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17097343457438842529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ACSz_ZsqZ8g/Ttn__FGf0rI/AAAAAAAAAJY/omVTyztz_ZE/s220/Profile%2BPic.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2673173619251460262.post-3353580675575372128</id><published>2007-12-28T01:26:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-12-28T01:38:31.921+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Junkie</title><summary type='text'>"Shit happens!" you say. "And sometimes it's betterNot to let the pain and hurt register."You lose yourself in smoky inhumanity,But grass isn't greener on the other side of sanity.Weeds have long since turned ur dreams to hash,And all that's left of them is scattered ash.But you refuse to admit, with stubborn indignation,That your life's just one long hallucination.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howsheenawasinvented.blogspot.com/feeds/3353580675575372128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2673173619251460262&amp;postID=3353580675575372128&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2673173619251460262/posts/default/3353580675575372128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2673173619251460262/posts/default/3353580675575372128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howsheenawasinvented.blogspot.com/2007/12/junkie.html' title='Junkie'/><author><name>Soheni Arora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17097343457438842529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ACSz_ZsqZ8g/Ttn__FGf0rI/AAAAAAAAAJY/omVTyztz_ZE/s220/Profile%2BPic.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2673173619251460262.post-6566446502296435375</id><published>2007-12-11T12:12:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-02-01T02:38:58.895+05:30</updated><title type='text'>For Mama</title><summary type='text'>Behold me not as the little girlThat I once used to beBut as the woman I have becomeWhence life's counsel has wisened meBehold not the childish faceThat betrays a shred of innocenceBut the woman's eyes that are alightWith worldly intelligenceBehold not the the child i wasNor my adolescent yearsBut the sum of all that my life has beenWith my triumphs and my fears</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howsheenawasinvented.blogspot.com/feeds/6566446502296435375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2673173619251460262&amp;postID=6566446502296435375&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2673173619251460262/posts/default/6566446502296435375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2673173619251460262/posts/default/6566446502296435375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howsheenawasinvented.blogspot.com/2007/12/for-mama.html' title='For Mama'/><author><name>Soheni Arora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17097343457438842529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ACSz_ZsqZ8g/Ttn__FGf0rI/AAAAAAAAAJY/omVTyztz_ZE/s220/Profile%2BPic.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2673173619251460262.post-7806494165029976553</id><published>2007-10-27T17:10:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2008-09-18T01:58:09.646+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Social Butterfly</title><summary type='text'>Centre of attentionStar of every one's eyesYour pedestal is so so tallThat you can touch the skiesYou're physically attractiveYou're mentally alertWhen anybody needs adviceYou're always the expertLife of every dance floorChief of the party tribeSober even after allThe booze that you imbibeYou're popular and in demandYour smile is on page threeAn entourage follows you aroundLike a celebrityBut the</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howsheenawasinvented.blogspot.com/feeds/7806494165029976553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2673173619251460262&amp;postID=7806494165029976553&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2673173619251460262/posts/default/7806494165029976553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2673173619251460262/posts/default/7806494165029976553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howsheenawasinvented.blogspot.com/2007/10/social-butterfly.html' title='Social Butterfly'/><author><name>Soheni Arora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17097343457438842529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ACSz_ZsqZ8g/Ttn__FGf0rI/AAAAAAAAAJY/omVTyztz_ZE/s220/Profile%2BPic.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2673173619251460262.post-1178197824658396436</id><published>2007-07-25T16:21:00.007+05:30</published><updated>2008-09-18T01:59:25.688+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Moonlit Mist Woman</title><summary type='text'>Nebulous,Pale,A veil.Soft,Flowing,Glowing.Opaline,Irridescent,Incandescent.Wispy,Curling,Swirling.Balmy,Healing.Concealing.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howsheenawasinvented.blogspot.com/feeds/1178197824658396436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2673173619251460262&amp;postID=1178197824658396436&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2673173619251460262/posts/default/1178197824658396436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2673173619251460262/posts/default/1178197824658396436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howsheenawasinvented.blogspot.com/2007/07/moonlit-mist-is-woman.html' title='Moonlit Mist Woman'/><author><name>Soheni Arora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17097343457438842529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ACSz_ZsqZ8g/Ttn__FGf0rI/AAAAAAAAAJY/omVTyztz_ZE/s220/Profile%2BPic.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_d_byj5MGWxk/SJPSg7i-efI/AAAAAAAAAB4/u0ZZZ2CRgAo/s72-c/mistywoman.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2673173619251460262.post-8214526584721690020</id><published>2007-07-24T18:47:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2008-09-18T02:00:54.609+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Dripping Eaves,Dripping Leaves</title><summary type='text'>The rain beats down like a hundred hoovesOn rows and rows of shingled roofsAs the grey canopy of swirling cloudsDrapes the world in melancholy's shroudDripping eavesDripping leavesThe drumroll on the roof is steadyThe rising scent is a headyMix of smells that tell the storyOf Nature in her carnal gloryDripping eavesDripping leavesThe peacock's orgasmic mating crySyncopated with the moaning </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howsheenawasinvented.blogspot.com/feeds/8214526584721690020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2673173619251460262&amp;postID=8214526584721690020&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2673173619251460262/posts/default/8214526584721690020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2673173619251460262/posts/default/8214526584721690020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howsheenawasinvented.blogspot.com/2007/07/rain-beats-down-like-hundred-hooves-on.html' title='Dripping Eaves,Dripping Leaves'/><author><name>Soheni Arora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17097343457438842529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ACSz_ZsqZ8g/Ttn__FGf0rI/AAAAAAAAAJY/omVTyztz_ZE/s220/Profile%2BPic.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2673173619251460262.post-3883610685210357687</id><published>2007-06-16T20:39:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2008-11-09T18:35:47.834+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Home Is Where the Heart Is.</title><summary type='text'>I left my home, my familyAnd went to a placeWhere I found a real familyAnd my own little space.Then I returned to my houseWhere I had family, and a friendAround every bend...But I longed to go back...To that sacred place,To that family and space.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howsheenawasinvented.blogspot.com/feeds/3883610685210357687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2673173619251460262&amp;postID=3883610685210357687&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2673173619251460262/posts/default/3883610685210357687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2673173619251460262/posts/default/3883610685210357687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howsheenawasinvented.blogspot.com/2007/06/space.html' title='Home Is Where the Heart Is.'/><author><name>Soheni Arora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17097343457438842529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ACSz_ZsqZ8g/Ttn__FGf0rI/AAAAAAAAAJY/omVTyztz_ZE/s220/Profile%2BPic.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2673173619251460262.post-2111594753134274368</id><published>2007-04-13T14:05:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2008-09-18T02:02:22.637+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Plastic Smiles</title><summary type='text'>I'm tired of pretending to be happy when i'm not.I seem to be losing everything that I've got.Rejected, unwanted,My dreams are hauntedBy the madness in my lifeAnd internal strifeThat's killing me for years.I'm bleeding silent tears,Of hatred and regret.How can i forgetBroken vows, shattered dreams?I hear the screamsEcho in my headOf hateful things that people said.Deafening silence,suffocating </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howsheenawasinvented.blogspot.com/feeds/2111594753134274368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2673173619251460262&amp;postID=2111594753134274368&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2673173619251460262/posts/default/2111594753134274368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2673173619251460262/posts/default/2111594753134274368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howsheenawasinvented.blogspot.com/2007/04/plastic-smiles.html' title='Plastic Smiles'/><author><name>Soheni Arora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17097343457438842529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ACSz_ZsqZ8g/Ttn__FGf0rI/AAAAAAAAAJY/omVTyztz_ZE/s220/Profile%2BPic.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2673173619251460262.post-2684948763535742971</id><published>2007-04-06T15:06:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2008-09-18T01:52:15.879+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Just For Vriti</title><summary type='text'>Roomies in 1st year,you and meNew to our life in NIDAnd already,time to say goodbyeA year gone past in the blink of an eyeDays of tears and days of pleasure,Memories i'll forever treasure.Fallin asleeep,watchin' flicksLate at night,gettin our kicksEatin' Doritos,biscuits,cheese,Chocolate paste and warm coffees,Dryin' our laundry,makin' our beds,Rubbin' oil on each-other's heads,Trudgin' up till </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howsheenawasinvented.blogspot.com/feeds/2684948763535742971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2673173619251460262&amp;postID=2684948763535742971&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2673173619251460262/posts/default/2684948763535742971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2673173619251460262/posts/default/2684948763535742971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howsheenawasinvented.blogspot.com/2007/04/c-428.html' title='Just For Vriti'/><author><name>Soheni Arora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17097343457438842529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ACSz_ZsqZ8g/Ttn__FGf0rI/AAAAAAAAAJY/omVTyztz_ZE/s220/Profile%2BPic.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2673173619251460262.post-1753825444791789355</id><published>2007-04-03T23:33:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2008-09-18T02:09:10.355+05:30</updated><title type='text'>...endless words... no actions</title><summary type='text'>... conversation... jabbber,jabber,jabber... talk... dialogue... "uh huh?"... sermon... monologue... bragging... "hmm"... nastiness... language... mutter... vocal... disagreement... argument... speak... think aloud... "ah ha!"... say... opinion... "and?"... words... speech... discussion... blabber... vocabulary... utter... suggest... blah,blah,blah... "hmph!"... articulate... rumor... oration... </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howsheenawasinvented.blogspot.com/feeds/1753825444791789355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2673173619251460262&amp;postID=1753825444791789355&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2673173619251460262/posts/default/1753825444791789355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2673173619251460262/posts/default/1753825444791789355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howsheenawasinvented.blogspot.com/2007/04/blog-post.html' title='...endless words... no actions'/><author><name>Soheni Arora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17097343457438842529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ACSz_ZsqZ8g/Ttn__FGf0rI/AAAAAAAAAJY/omVTyztz_ZE/s220/Profile%2BPic.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2673173619251460262.post-5176259934095660423</id><published>2007-04-02T12:46:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2008-09-18T02:10:47.473+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Silent Night</title><summary type='text'>No waking soul for miles around.The neighbours slept through the awful soundOf shattering beer bottles in the barAnd a lovers' quarrel gone too far..."Get some sleep,it's getting late""Shut up,bitch, your nap can wait!"He cornered her, he pushed her downThen stripped her of her cringing gownAnd ravaged her with blatant hateBecause she said it was getting late ...She screamed for help but no one </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howsheenawasinvented.blogspot.com/feeds/5176259934095660423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2673173619251460262&amp;postID=5176259934095660423&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2673173619251460262/posts/default/5176259934095660423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2673173619251460262/posts/default/5176259934095660423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howsheenawasinvented.blogspot.com/2007/04/silent-night.html' title='Silent Night'/><author><name>Soheni Arora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17097343457438842529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ACSz_ZsqZ8g/Ttn__FGf0rI/AAAAAAAAAJY/omVTyztz_ZE/s220/Profile%2BPic.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2673173619251460262.post-7662786569074733551</id><published>2007-03-26T23:42:00.006+05:30</published><updated>2009-11-21T04:16:25.793+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Home Is A Place Where...</title><summary type='text'>Home is a place whereI see more sickness than healthHome is a place whereI'm not allowed to sleep in my own bedHome is a place whereMy desk no longer houses my booksHome is a place whereMy cupboard is filled with another's belongingsHome is a place whereMy place at the table is where others dineHome is a place wherePeople no longer understand meHome is just a houseWhere there's no room for me </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howsheenawasinvented.blogspot.com/feeds/7662786569074733551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2673173619251460262&amp;postID=7662786569074733551&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2673173619251460262/posts/default/7662786569074733551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2673173619251460262/posts/default/7662786569074733551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howsheenawasinvented.blogspot.com/2007/03/home-sweet-home_26.html' title='Home Is A Place Where...'/><author><name>Soheni Arora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17097343457438842529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ACSz_ZsqZ8g/Ttn__FGf0rI/AAAAAAAAAJY/omVTyztz_ZE/s220/Profile%2BPic.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
