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	<title>Sheela Mishra &#187; Feelings</title>
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		<title>Farq sirf itna sa tha</title>
		<link>http://www.sheelamishra.com/2010/04/01/farq-sirf-itna-sa-tha/</link>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 31 Mar 2010 19:29:55 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Teri doli uthi, Meri mayyat uthi, Phool tujh par bhi barse, Phool mujh par bhi barse, Farq sirf itna sa tha, Tu saj gayi, mujhe sajaya gaya . Tu bhi ghar ko chali, Main bi ghar ko chala, Farq sirf itna sa tha, Tu uth ke gayi, mujhe uthaya gaya . Mehfil wahan bhi thi, [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><a href="http://www.sheelamishra.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/04/farz.jpg"><img class="alignright size-full wp-image-444" title="Farq sirf itna tha" src="http://www.sheelamishra.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/04/farz.jpg" alt="" width="255" height="254" /></a>Teri doli uthi, Meri mayyat uthi,<br />
Phool tujh par bhi barse, Phool mujh par bhi barse,</p>
<p>Farq sirf itna sa tha,<br />
Tu saj gayi, mujhe sajaya gaya .</p>
<p>Tu bhi ghar ko chali,</p>
<p>Main bi ghar ko chala,</p>
<p>Farq sirf itna sa tha,<br />
Tu uth ke gayi, mujhe uthaya gaya .</p>
<p>Mehfil wahan bhi thi,<br />
Log yahan bhi the,</p>
<p>Farq sirf itna sa tha<br />
Unka hasna wahan,<br />
Inka rona yahan.</p>
<p>Kazi udhar bhi tha, Molvi idhar bhi tha,<br />
Do bol tere pade, Do bol mere pade,<br />
Tera nikah pada, Mera janaaza pada,</p>
<p>Farq sirf itna sa tha<br />
Tujhe apnaya gaya ,<br />
Mujhe dafnaya gaya.</p>
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		<title>Mujhe itna pyar na do baba</title>
		<link>http://www.sheelamishra.com/2010/03/10/mujhe-itna-pyar-na-do-baba/</link>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 09 Mar 2010 22:28:53 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Sheela Mishra</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Beti says: Mujhe itna pyar na do baba .. Kal jane mujhe naseeb na ho.. Ye jo matha chuma karte ho .. Kal is per shikan ajeeb na ho.. Mein jab bhi roti hun baba, Tum ansu poncha karte ho.. Mujhe itni dur na bhejana, Mein roun aur tum kareeb na ho&#8230; Mere naaz uthate [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><a rel="attachment wp-att-438" href="http://www.sheelamishra.com/2010/03/10/mujhe-itna-pyar-na-do-baba/cb101896/"><img class="alignright size-medium wp-image-438" title="Mujhe itna pyaar na do baba" src="http://www.sheelamishra.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/03/father_daughter-300x300.jpg" alt="" width="300" height="300" /></a>Beti says:</p>
<p>Mujhe itna pyar na do baba ..<br />
Kal jane mujhe naseeb na ho..<br />
Ye jo matha chuma karte ho ..<br />
Kal is per shikan ajeeb na ho..</p>
<p>Mein jab bhi roti hun baba,<br />
Tum ansu poncha  karte ho..<br />
Mujhe itni dur na bhejana,<br />
Mein roun aur tum kareeb na ho&#8230;</p>
<p><span id="more-437"></span><br />
Mere naaz uthate ho baba<br />
Mujhpe laad lutate ho baba<br />
Meri choti choti khwahish per<br />
Tum jaan lutate ho baba..</p>
<p>Kal aisa ho ek nagri mein<br />
Mein tanha tum kO yaad karun..<br />
Aur ro ro kar faryad karun,<br />
Ae bhagwan mere baba sa,</p>
<p>Koi pyar jatane wala hO,<br />
Mere naaz uthane wala hO..</p>
<p>Mere baba muj se wada karo!<br />
Mujhe tum chupa kar rakho ge<br />
Duniya ki zalim nazron se</p>
<p>Father replied:</p>
<p>Har dam aisa kab ho paya hai..<br />
Jo soch rahi ho laado tum<br />
Wo sab to bas ek maya hai<br />
Koi baap apni beti ko<br />
Kab jane se rok paya hai<br />
Sach kehte hain duniya wale<br />
Beti to dhan paraya hai<br />
Ghar ghar ki yehi kahani hai<br />
Duniya ki reet purani hai<br />
Har baap nibhata aya hai<br />
Tere baba ko bhi nibhana hai&#8230;</p>
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		<title>Just Five More Minutes</title>
		<link>http://www.sheelamishra.com/2009/09/20/just-five-more-minutes/</link>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 20 Sep 2009 17:51:05 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Sheela Mishra</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[While at the park one day, a woman sat down next to a man on a bench near a playground.

â€œThatâ€™s my son over there,â€ she said, pointing to a little boy in a red sweater who was gliding down the slide.]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><a rel="attachment wp-att-404" href="http://www.sheelamishra.com/2009/09/20/just-five-more-minutes/just-five-more-minutes-2/"><img class="alignright size-medium wp-image-404" title="Just five more minutes" src="http://www.sheelamishra.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/09/just-five-more-minutes-201x300.jpg" alt="Just five more minutes" width="201" height="300" /></a>While at the park one day, a woman sat down next to a man on a bench near a playground.</p>
<p>“That’s my son over there,” she said, pointing to a little boy in a red sweater who was gliding down the slide.</p>
<p>“He’s a fine looking boy” the man said. “That’s my daughter on the bike in the white dress.”</p>
<p>Then, looking at his watch, he called to his daughter. “What do you say we go, Melissa?”</p>
<p>Melissa pleaded, “Just five more minutes, Dad. Please? Just five more minutes.”</p>
<p>The man nodded and Melissa continued to ride her bike to her heart’s content. Minutes passed and the father stood and called again to his daughter. “Time to go now?”</p>
<p>Again Melissa pleaded, “Five more minutes, Dad. Just five more minutes.”</p>
<p>The man smiled and said, “OK.”</p>
<p>“My, you certainly are a patient father,” the woman responded.</p>
<p><span id="more-368"></span></p>
<p>The man smiled and then said, “Her older brother Tommy was killed by a drunk driver last year while he was riding his bike near here. I never spent much time with Tommy and now I’d give anything for just five more minutes with him. I’ve vowed not to make the same mistake with Melissa.</p>
<p>She thinks she has five more minutes to ride her bike. The truth is, I get Five more minutes to watch her play.”</p>
<p>Life is all about making priorities, what are your priorities?</p>
<p>Give someone you love five more minutes of your time today!</p>
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		<title>Last page of my notebook</title>
		<link>http://www.sheelamishra.com/2009/09/13/last-page-of-my-note-book/</link>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 13 Sep 2009 16:28:05 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Sheela Mishra</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Whenever any thought came into my mind, I wrote it on the last page of my notebook. Whenever the lectures were boring, I played games, used to draw pictures on the last page of my notebook. When I was angry with anyone and wanted to flood my anger, I used the last page of my [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><img class="alignright size-medium wp-image-361" title="Last page of my notebook" src="http://www.sheelamishra.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/09/last-page-of-my-notebook-300x202.jpg" alt="Last page of my notebook" width="300" height="202" />Whenever any thought came into my mind,<br />
I wrote it on the last page of my notebook.</p>
<p>Whenever the lectures were boring,<br />
I played games, used to draw pictures<br />
on the last page of my notebook.</p>
<p>When I was angry with anyone and<br />
wanted to flood my anger,</p>
<p>I used the last page of my notebook.</p>
<p>When I discovered I was in love with him,<br />
I shared my thoughts with the<br />
Last page of my notebook.</p>
<p>When I was really wrong,<br />
And I wanted to confess it to someone,<br />
I told about it to last page of my notebook.</p>
<p>When I wanted not to forget some points taught by my teacher<br />
I discussed it with the last page of my notebook.</p>
<p>Still many things are there to be written<br />
on the last page of my notebook.</p>
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		<title>Mom</title>
		<link>http://www.sheelamishra.com/2009/08/12/mom/</link>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 11 Aug 2009 18:53:56 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Sheela Mishra</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[MomGod saw you were getting tiredAnd a cure was not to be&#8230;&#8230;So He put His arms around you and whispered, &#8220;Come to Me&#8221;With tearful eyes I watched you,and saw you pass away&#8230;.Although I loved you dearly&#8230;.I could not make you stay.A golden heart stopped beating,Hard working hands at rest.God broke my heart to prove to [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p> <DIV> <H2 align="center">Mom</H2><BR><H3 align="center">God saw you were getting tired<BR><BR>And a cure was not to be&#8230;&#8230;<BR><BR>So He put His arms around you and whispered, <BR><BR>&#8220;Come to Me&#8221;<BR><BR>With tearful eyes I watched you,<BR><BR>and saw you pass away&#8230;.<BR><BR>Although I loved you dearly&#8230;.<BR><BR>I could not make you stay.<BR><BR>A golden heart stopped beating,<BR><BR>Hard working hands at rest.<BR><BR>God broke my heart to prove to me<BR><BR>He only takes the best.</H3> <DIV align="center"><IMG border="0" hspace="0" alt="Mom, I Love You" align="baseline" src="http://www.sheelamishra.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/08/mom.jpg" width="535"></DIV> </DIV></p>
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		<title>Why mother is so special</title>
		<link>http://www.sheelamishra.com/2009/05/11/why-mother-is-so-special/</link>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 11 May 2009 10:04:44 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Sheela Mishra</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[When I came home in the rain, Brother asked why didn&#8217;t you take an umbrella. Sister advised, Why didn&#8217;t you wait till rain stopped. Father angrily warned, only after getting cold, you will realize. But Mother, while drying my hair, said, stupid rain! Couldn&#8217;t it wait, till my child came home? That Is MOM !]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>When I came home in the rain,</p>
<p>Brother asked why didn&#8217;t you take an umbrella.</p>
<p>Sister advised, Why didn&#8217;t you wait till rain stopped.</p>
<p>Father angrily warned, only after getting cold, you will realize.</p>
<p>But Mother, while drying my hair, said, stupid rain! Couldn&#8217;t<br />
it wait, till my child came home?</p>
<p>That Is MOM !</p>
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		<title>A Girl in CD Store</title>
		<link>http://www.sheelamishra.com/2008/12/22/a-girl-in-cd-store/</link>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 22 Dec 2008 08:36:10 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Sheela Mishra</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[There was once a guy who suffered from cancer&#8230; a cancer that can&#8217;t be treated. He was 18 years old and he could die anytime. All his life, he was stuck in his house being taken cared by his mother. He never went outside but he was sick of staying home and wanted to go [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>There was once a guy who suffered from cancer&#8230; a cancer that can&#8217;t be treated. He was 18 years old and he could die anytime. All his life, he was stuck in his house being taken cared by his mother. He never went outside but he was sick of staying home and wanted to go out for once. So he asked his mother and she gave him permission.</p>
<p>He walked down his block and found a lot of stores. He passed a CD store and looked through the front door for a second as he walked. He stopped and went back to look into the store. He saw a young girl about his age and he knew it was love at first sight. He opened the door and walked in, not looking at anything else but her. He walked closer and closer until he was finally at the front desk where she sat.</p>
<p>She looked up and asked, &#8220;Can I help you?&#8221;</p>
<p><span id="more-178"></span>She smiled and he thought it was the most beautiful smile he has ever seen before and wanted to kiss her right there.</p>
<p>He said, &#8220;Uh&#8230; Yeah&#8230; Umm&#8230; I would like to buy a CD.&#8221;</p>
<p>He picked one out and gave her money for it.</p>
<p>&#8220;Would you like me to wrap it for you?&#8221; she asked, smiling her cute smile again.</p>
<p>He nodded and she went to the back.</p>
<p>She came back with the wrapped CD and gave it to him. He took it and walked out of the store. He went home and from then on, he went to that store everyday and bought a CD, and she wrapped it for him. He took the CD home and put it in his closet. He was still too shy to ask her out and he really wanted to but he couldn&#8217;t. His mother found out about this and told him to just ask her.</p>
<p>So the next day, he took all his courage and went to the store. He bought a CD like he did everyday and once again she went to the back of the store and came back with it wrapped. He took it and when she wasn&#8217;t looking, he left his phone number on the desk and ran out&#8230;</p>
<p>!!!RRRRRING!!!</p>
<p>The mother picked up the phone and said, &#8220;Hello?&#8221;</p>
<p>It was the girl!!! She asked for the boy and the mother started to cry and said, &#8220;You don&#8217;t know? He passed away yesterday&#8230;&#8221;</p>
<p>The line was quiet except for the cries of the boy&#8217;s mother. Later in the day. The mother went into the boy&#8217;s room because she wanted to remember him. She thought she would start by looking at his clothes. So she opened the closet. She was face to face with piles and piles and piles of unopened CDs. She was surprised to find all those CDs and she picked one up and sat down on the bed and she started to open one.</p>
<p>Inside, there was a CD and as she took it out of the wrapper, out fell a piece of paper. The mother picked it up and started to read it.</p>
<p>It said: Hi&#8230; I think U R really cute. Do u wanna go out with me? Love, Jacelyn</p>
<p>The mother opened another CD&#8230;</p>
<p>Again there was a piece of paper. It said: Hi&#8230; I think U R really cute. Do u wanna go out with me? Love, Jacelyn</p>
<p>Love is&#8230; when you&#8217;ve had a huge fight but then decide to put aside your egos, hold hands and say, &#8220;I Love You&#8221; </p>
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		<title>What You Are To Me?</title>
		<link>http://www.sheelamishra.com/2008/12/21/what-you-are-to-me/</link>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 20 Dec 2008 22:15:03 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Sheela Mishra</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[I am a rose, you are my thorns, clutching to me, protecting me. I am the sun, you are my rays, helping me to shine and to be all that I can. I am a lake, you are my water, filling me with ideas, dreams, and hopes for the future. I am a tree, you [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><img class="alignright size-full wp-image-169" title="stemrose" src="http://www.sheelamishra.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/12/stemrose.gif" alt="stemrose" width="250" height="586" /></p>
<p>I am a rose,<br />
you are my thorns,<br />
clutching to me,<br />
protecting me.</p>
<p>I am the sun,<br />
you are my rays,<br />
helping me to shine<br />
and to be all that I can.</p>
<p>I am a lake,<br />
you are my water,<br />
filling me with ideas, dreams,<br />
and hopes for the future.</p>
<p>I am a tree,<br />
you are my leaves,<br />
sharing who and what I am<br />
and becoming an important part of my life.</p>
<p>I am a heart,<br />
you are my beat,<br />
beating rhythmical</p>
<p>For, you see,<br />
each day I love you more,<br />
Today more than yesterday<br />
and less than tomorrow.</p>
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		<title>Don&#8217;t be late for LOVE</title>
		<link>http://www.sheelamishra.com/2008/12/19/dont-be-late-for-love/</link>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 19 Dec 2008 04:38:11 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Sheela Mishra</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Daniel : I guess we are the left overs in this world. Jasmine : I think so. All of my friends have boyfriends and we are the only two persons left in this world without any special someone in our lives. Daniel: Yup! I don&#8217;t know what to do. Jasmine: I know! We&#8217;ll play a [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Daniel : I guess we are the left overs in this world.<br />
Jasmine : I think so. All of my friends have boyfriends and we are the only two persons left in this world without any special someone in our lives.<br />
Daniel: Yup! I don&#8217;t know what to do.<br />
Jasmine: I know! We&#8217;ll play a game.<br />
Daniel: What game?<br />
Jasmine: I&#8217;ll be your girlfriend for thirty days and you will be my boyfriend.<br />
Daniel: That&#8217;s a great plan. In fact, I don&#8217;t have anything to do for the following weeks..</p>
<p>DAY 1:<br />
They watched their first movie together and were both touched in the romantic film.</p>
<p>DAY 4:<br />
They went to the beach and had a picnic. Daniel and Jasmine had their quality time together.</p>
<p><span id="more-154"></span>DAY 12:<br />
Daniel invited Jasmine to a circus and they went to a Horror House. Jasmine was scared and she tried to touch Daniel&#8217;s hand but by accident she touched someone else&#8217;s and they both laughed..</p>
<p>DAY 14:<br />
They saw a fortune teller down the road and asked for their future. The fortune teller said: &#8220;My darlings, please don&#8217;t waste the time of your lives. Spend your time together happily.&#8221; Then tears flow from the teller&#8217;s eyes.</p>
<p>DAY 20:<br />
Jasmine invited Daniel to go to the hill and they saw a meteor. Jasmine mumbled something .</p>
<p>DAY 28:<br />
They rode on a bus and because of the bumpy road, Jasmine gave her first kiss to Daniel by accident.</p>
<p>DAY 29: 11:37 pm:<br />
Daniel and Jasmine were sitting in the park where they first decided to play this game.</p>
<p>Daniel: I&#8217;m tired Jasmine. Do you want any drinks? I&#8217;ll buy you one. I&#8217;ll just go down the road.<br />
Jasmine: Apple juice would be fine,thanks.<br />
Daniel: Wait for me&#8230;</p>
<p>20 minutes later, a stranger approached Jasmine.</p>
<p>Stranger : Are you a friend of Daniel?</p>
<p>Jasmine : Yes. Why? What happened?</p>
<p>Stranger : A reckless drunken driver ran over Daniel and he is critical in the hospital.</p>
<p>11:57pm:<br />
The doctor came out from the emergency room and handed out an apple juice and a letter to Jasmine.</p>
<p>Doctor : We found this in Daniel&#8217;s pocket.</p>
<p>Jasmine read the letter which says:</p>
<blockquote><p>Jasmine, this past few days, I realized you are really a cute girl and I am falling for you. Your cherished smile, your everything when we played this game and before this game ends. I would like you to be my girlfriend for the rest of my life. I love you, Jasmine.</p></blockquote>
<p>Jasmine crumples the paper &#038; shouted..</p>
<blockquote><p>Daniel! I don&#8217;t want you to die. I love you. Remember that night we saw a meteor? I mumbled something. I wished that we would be together forever and never end this game. Please don&#8217;t leave me, Daniel. I love you, you cannot do this to me.</p></blockquote>
<p>Then the clock strikes twelve.</p>
<p>Daniel&#8217;s heart stop pumping</p>
<p>THEN IT WAS THE 30th DAY&#8230;</p>
<p><em>Always love your loved ones and show them how you feel before it&#8217;s too late. You will never know when they will be gone from your embrace. If you were given a time to bestow petals of everlasting compassion &#038; love to your love ones, today is the day. Love them while they are still here</em>.</p>
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		<title>Shayari</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 14 Dec 2008 21:03:08 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Sheela Mishra</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Log mohabbat ko khuda ka naam dete hai, Agar koi karta hai to ilzam dete hai&#8230;. Kehte hai ki pathar dil roya nahi karte, To pahado se jharne kyun baha karte hai&#8230;.!! Unse pyar kiya yeh pyar ki hadd thi, Usko dil diya yeh aitbaar ki hadd thi, Mar gaye aur aankhein khuli rakhiâ€¦ Yeh [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Log mohabbat ko khuda ka naam dete hai,<br />
Agar koi karta hai to ilzam dete hai&#8230;.<br />
Kehte hai ki pathar dil roya nahi karte,<br />
To pahado se jharne kyun baha karte hai&#8230;.!!</p>
<p>Unse pyar kiya yeh pyar ki hadd thi,<br />
Usko dil diya yeh aitbaar ki hadd thi,<br />
Mar gaye aur aankhein khuli rakhiâ€¦<br />
Yeh tumhare intezaar ki hadd thiâ€¦!!</p>
<p>Har waqt mera saya tere sath haii<br />
Par tera saath mere saath nahii<br />
Tanha rehti hu main in char diwaro main<br />
Usko to iss baat ka bhi ehsaas nahii&#8230;.!!</p>
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