tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20774781199912174372024-03-13T12:18:00.612-07:00Best of meThe best things that i have donechaitanyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06531000649127656315noreply@blogger.comBlogger9125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2077478119991217437.post-30740366899913868472009-06-18T11:23:00.000-07:002009-06-18T11:24:16.219-07:00आयुष्याचा राडा...(प्रेमात तुज्या )'हो' म्हणालीस तर तूच ती<br />'नाही' तर 'कोई और ही सही' ...<br />आलीस तर तुज्या सोबत<br />नाही तर 'कोई गम नहीं '...<br /><br />अजब-अनोखी दुनिया मजेत पाहत राहीन<br />आयुष्याचा गाडा तसाच ओढत नेइन ...<br />आयुष्य सुन्दर आहे<br />ते आणिक सुन्दर बनवत राहीन ...<br /><br />कारण प्रेमात तुज्या<br />त्या सुखाचा स्पर्श जाला...<br />विसरून गेलो की<br />'दुखः म्हणतात कशाला ?'<br /><br />---चैतन्य Enjoy...chaitanyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06531000649127656315noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2077478119991217437.post-85493500069758784662009-06-14T09:57:00.001-07:002009-06-18T11:26:18.818-07:00अशी सुचली कविता"कट्ट्यावर मी बसलो होतो<br />मन मनातून खचलो होतो<br /><br />मनी वाटले तिला पाहावे<br />पाखरांसवे उंच उडावे<br /><br />ढगासंगे गाणे गावे<br />रुतुराजाचे येणे व्हावे<br /><br />मग अचानक ती मला दिसली<br />आणि ही कविता सुचली "<br /><br />----चैतन्य say's Enjoychaitanyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06531000649127656315noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2077478119991217437.post-91695332562521692712009-01-14T07:10:00.000-08:002009-01-17T21:15:46.819-08:00दोघीवेडावुन फिरतो मी ,कधी हिच्या मागे कधी तिच्या मागे<br />त्या दोघी शिवाय जिवन मला वाटे अभागे<br /><br /><br />कोणी म्हणे वेडा मी, कोणी म्हणे मी पिसा<br />मी कुणाच्या नाही कामाचा, रिकामा माझा खिसा<br /><br /><br />तरी ही असा मी 'वेगळा-वेगळा', मुळीच एकटा नाही<br />माझ्या आशा आणि कल्पना सदैव सोबत राही<br /><br />साखर झोपेतील स्वप्ने, स्वप्ने ती कसली?<br />झोप उडवतील माझी, तीच खरी असली<br /><br />कल्पनेच्या सिद्धीला यत्नांचे पंख हवे<br />दाटलेल्या आकाशात दिसती आशेचे किरण नवे<br /><br />कधी तरी थकलेल्या मनाला ग्रासते निराशा<br />हुं! तरी ही त्या निराशेत ही आहेच ना आशा<br /><br /><br />--चैतन्यchaitanyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06531000649127656315noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2077478119991217437.post-71591862566612017222009-01-10T21:41:00.000-08:002009-01-10T22:41:32.255-08:00प्र्भुरामाचा सैनिक मी<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9RqWjWWog2Cyzke2MmAnUvAghHyljDRbwO4DyBKq0QUkPlJxiemgZ7jRw2GzIjtbaFII5hbpaiLY3XeprlC4yP_q773uFDPS-baNUiF1My2Z29fV0eEG3mqftFF4DUseyNa66tDCYXEKS/s1600-h/GREECE2002-4iE-156033.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 139px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9RqWjWWog2Cyzke2MmAnUvAghHyljDRbwO4DyBKq0QUkPlJxiemgZ7jRw2GzIjtbaFII5hbpaiLY3XeprlC4yP_q773uFDPS-baNUiF1My2Z29fV0eEG3mqftFF4DUseyNa66tDCYXEKS/s200/GREECE2002-4iE-156033.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289917256885752434" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try 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height: 169px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwzVLpULW_YGq1X-1jzBzZpVuWg35Fq-PlBOtb2sCOO5TOoBIaWa_J6WU77Kzp0BH5OLKBJzqr0LuSg00EjhQFiATNXMzIzArENjzQLdyxGw2gvR5p0hKVPsgn-x_kgcUS7_Bt6e1NknPa/s200/ram_bridge_lanka.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289918141734742882" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">| <span>श्रीराम |</span></span><br /></div><br />प्र्भुरामाचा सैनिक मी<br />आशिष देती वाल्मीकी<br /><br />रामभक्त थोर ते श्री लक्ष्मण<br />खल नाशती सोडुनी बाण<br /><br />दुष्टांचा करतो अंत<br />मार्गदर्शक श्री हनुमंत<br /><br />सुग्रिव आमचे महाराज<br />राम नाम हे कामकाज<br /><br />जांबुवंत बलशाली सेनापती<br />कृपा करी श्रीरघुकुलपती<br /><br />नल-निल सेतुचे अभियंते<br />प्र्भु श्रीराम विश्वाचे नियंते<br /><br />रामसेवेत होई जिव धन्य<br />अंतरी वसे ब्र्म्हमयी चैतन्य<br /><br />'हरहर महादेव' चा होई गजर<br />शुभ संकेत घेवुनी आला प्रहर<br /><br />हाती घेवुन भगवा ध्वज<br />आनंदे नाचती अनुज<br /><br />धर्माचा विजय निश्चित,शंका नाही<br />अधर्म्यास करुन सोडु,ञाही ञाही<br /><br />असा हा रामसेवक मी वानर<br />अनुभवतो श्रीराममय चराचर<br /><br />जय जय रघुविर समर्थ!<br /><br />--चैतन्य<span></span>chaitanyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06531000649127656315noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2077478119991217437.post-13099523347257205992008-12-11T21:12:00.000-08:002008-12-14T19:18:28.739-08:00मुंबईहुन...<strong>मुंबईहुन...</strong><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjmEQMpADSfuXQD28SwKvcWEmGWZr7b8rjbPxgCv-ua6B1kgi_NG7Ci1GGJekyHnMQkKnOL4v5Abh5bBsOGhCacUfttB4fn2PSbFEIlH8QfdEu28jVRipDZIVKLfscZTpVkH_odMXQZ0qq/s1600-h/9.bmp"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278780327096947394" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 235px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 116px" alt="" 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href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3dv-JU959dMAiKeku07iM0bajN8r6f1srGx8ttLm6Fz6n65i82bTLBRlYC_DUMVz5w7npRSEdjMlvDfpXU_y4q76_KYQTRmhx-0D73bbycsq5yfpF61ictQkzNnxlLDE7eentkINNS2As/s1600-h/59b3f4be-039e-456d-ad52-b28bc5a6480f.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279849284448974818" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 130px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3dv-JU959dMAiKeku07iM0bajN8r6f1srGx8ttLm6Fz6n65i82bTLBRlYC_DUMVz5w7npRSEdjMlvDfpXU_y4q76_KYQTRmhx-0D73bbycsq5yfpF61ictQkzNnxlLDE7eentkINNS2As/s200/59b3f4be-039e-456d-ad52-b28bc5a6480f.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtJF4PF5K-Hg6Oy3fuyo_hmZSDpGZ7xbwlEysipvfMQAUKuqheSfY6WphnSDmHqZGrdDJ7kS7FDhXBunc19H7tzDKcMhLRC6uWIj81tL0o41NFyY5muDAQyXdGK9Z5ZJOJ47jHQcBR6vQF/s1600-h/2.bmp"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278774001471371778" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 120px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtJF4PF5K-Hg6Oy3fuyo_hmZSDpGZ7xbwlEysipvfMQAUKuqheSfY6WphnSDmHqZGrdDJ7kS7FDhXBunc19H7tzDKcMhLRC6uWIj81tL0o41NFyY5muDAQyXdGK9Z5ZJOJ47jHQcBR6vQF/s200/2.bmp" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><br /><br /><br /></div><div><span class=""></span></div><div><span class=""><span class=""></span></span></div><div><span class="">हजारो</span> वर्ष कत्तला झाल्या आमच्याच फक्त</div><div><span class=""></span>छाटली शिर आमचीच,धो धो वाहिलं रक्त</div><br /><div>काफिरांना मारुन म्हणे त्यांना मिळतो स्वर्ग?</div><div><span class="">'अशा</span> छोटया घटना घडतातच' हा कसला तर्क?</div><br /><div>जिहादींनी घुसुन यावं आणि गोळ्या घालुन जावं</div><div><span class="">'रोजचच</span> आहे' या भावात आम्ही पुन्हा सुरु व्हावं</div><div><span class=""></span> </div><div><span class=""></span></div><div>कोरडे पडले अश्रु,गोठल्या का आमच्या भावना?</div><div>दुसरा गाल पुढे केल्या शिवाय का आम्हाला राहवेना?</div><div> </div><div><span class=""></span></div><div>दगड मारला की कुञ ही गुरगुरतं</div><div>मनातला राग ते ही व्यक्त करतं</div><br /><div><span class=""></span></div><div><span class=""></span></div><div><span class=""></span></div><div>आप्तांच्या श्राधात बंधु प्रेमाचे गोडवे अजुनही आम्ही गातोच का?</div><div>नुसत्या घोषणा,मेणबत्या पेटवुन्,दहशतीचा प्रश्न सुटतो का?</div><br /><div>सोम्या जागी गोम्या मंञी झाला तर दहशदवाद मिटेल का?</div><div>नुसती श्रधांजली,नैतिक जवाबदारी घेवुन हा प्रश्न सुटेल का?</div><br /><div></div><div><span class=""></span></div><div>ईजिनियर लादेन अशिक्षीत असतो का?</div><div>विमान उडवणारा मुजाहिद सुशिक्षीत नसतो का?</div><div>ते धर्मांध असले तरी 'काफीरच मरत असतो' हे का?</div><div>मग सांगा दहशदवादाला धर्म नसतो का?</div><br /><div></div><div></div><div>अटकेपार झेंडा लावणारं रक्त आमचं मुळीच नाही षंढ</div><div><div>पण ज्यांच्यावर विश्वास केला ते सरकार नेहमि प्रमाणे थंड </div><div></div><div></div><div>शिवरायाचे पुञ आम्ही पुन्हा करु रे बंड<span class=""></span></div><div>आत्मरक्षण,अस्मितेच्या अध्यायाला पुन्हा जोडुया नवा खंड<span class=""></span></div><br /><div><span class=""></span></div><br /><div><span class=""></span></div><div><span class=""></span></div><div></div><div>---चैतन्य </div></div>chaitanyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06531000649127656315noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2077478119991217437.post-86104265610987313592008-11-16T21:38:00.000-08:002008-11-16T22:27:26.687-08:00मला परत लहान व्हायचयमित्रानो मला आनंद होतोय माजी नवी कविता सदर करताना.<br />लहानपण खुपच गमतीजमतीच असत पण त्या तुलनेत मोठेपण रुक्ष वाटत.<br />म्हनुनच ...'मला परत लहान व्हायचय '<br /><br /><span class=""></span><br />मला परत लहान व्हायचय<br />धो धो पावसात पुन्हा चिन्ब भिजायचय<br />शालेला बुट्टी मारून खुप खुप खेलायचय<br />मला परत लहान व्हायचय<br /><br /><span class=""></span><br />परीक्षेचा विषय असावा 'छान छान गोष्टी '<br />काढाव्या खोड्या करावी बेधुंद मस्ती<br />शाळेत सगले तास नेहमी ऑफ़ असावे<br />जाड्या रड्याला धपकन पाडून खदा खदा हसावे<br /><br /><span class=""></span><br />जिगरी दोस्त आला नाही की कालजीत पडायचो<br />मस्ताराचा मार खावून खुप रडायचो<br />मधल्या सुट्टीत सगले डबा खायचो<br />कवितेच्या तासाला भारावून जायचो<br /><br /><span class=""></span><br />मजा वाते म्हणुन चोरून वाजवायाचो शालेची घंटा<br />जिगरी दोस्तासाथी करायचो मारामारी-तनटा<br />कंताला आला की हळूच जायचो पलुन<br /><span class="">रोजच शालेला का जायचा ? कधीच न आला कलुन </span><br /><span class=""></span><br />वाघोबच्या गोष्टी मला आत्ता कोणी सांगत नाही<br />चीवुचा घास मला आता कोणी भरवत नाही<br />आता असते असयन्मेंट आणि सबमिशनची घाई<br />कॉलेज क्लासची धावपल टेंशन काहिच्या काही<br /><span class=""></span><br /><span class=""></span><br /><span class="">परीक्षा आली की पुस्तकांच वाटत ओज<br />आवाजांच्या गर्दित कोणी ऐकत नाही माज<br />लेकचरच असत कम्पल्शन<br />नेहमीच वाटत डिप्रेशन</span><br /><span class=""></span><br /><span class=""></span><br /><span class="">मनातल्या भावना सांगू कश्या कुणाला ?</span><br /><span class="">म्हनुनच हा कवितेचा विचार आला </span><br /><span class="">ऐकत असशील तर देवा मला हेच तुला सांगायचय </span><br /><span class="">प्लीज प्लीज 'मला परत लहान व्हायचय' </span>chaitanyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06531000649127656315noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2077478119991217437.post-71695604946757112032008-10-08T10:32:00.000-07:002008-10-20T05:31:56.064-07:00<img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259206936441984482" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8JIj2QBwC3mJOE7epZ9S0Ar2bNR9EwW2gmiNqZOHEEB7Xq4UqFL7dQzG8e0qlEeQRb03_8JxRrZA53orVhPMcmcnZdLzBLpLchoZgxa5ODTxSUhL56kVjWRLtwq63W_9L85ngVCaxEKZn/s200/Savarkar3xt.jpg" border="0" /><strong>The Prince of the lost world</strong><br /><br />a long long ago,<br />there was a prince had no fear, no ego<br /><br />he was loyal, brilliant and honest<br />many were brave but he was bravest<br /><br />surrounded by people with their soul sold,<br />he was alone the prince of the lost world<br /><br />his dream was big and vision was clear<br />he fought for it, his <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">efforts</span> were pure<br /><br />he doesn't wanted chair or power<br />he only wished independent motherland forever<br /><br />history proved "there is no freedom without gun and war"<br />he <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">built</span> army, he was revolutionary star<br /><br />my people,<br />let's come together to complete his dream<br />let's build <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">hindurashtra</span></span> and let flow Hindu stream<br /><br />let's come! join every Hindu<br />let's bring back the holy <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">Sindhu</span></span><br /><br />don't think how will it complete, don't have doubts and fear<br />it is task of lord, we will accomplish! the prince was sure<br /><br /><br />--at holy feet of <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">Bharatmata</span></span><br />--at holy feet of <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">Vir</span></span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">Savarkar</span></span>chaitanyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06531000649127656315noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2077478119991217437.post-90456685672056631552008-09-14T03:24:00.000-07:002008-09-15T01:47:57.185-07:00Simple Game : 'Snakes and Ladders' source code by me<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaqHEuTNBQ__vroWmRD8xJs_G5vdDo8v_GX96Dl0c8Q6mE_ovDgpdMYhfI3jIEGBEpB01-t8vyadw9L0MM8jZHD9JdkrzhNLe34cb1I5TSoJrPZ_TZ935XqkOqLDDqLD5IukzTA6z-zhql/s1600-h/Player_Select.bmp"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245825641089511906" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaqHEuTNBQ__vroWmRD8xJs_G5vdDo8v_GX96Dl0c8Q6mE_ovDgpdMYhfI3jIEGBEpB01-t8vyadw9L0MM8jZHD9JdkrzhNLe34cb1I5TSoJrPZ_TZ935XqkOqLDDqLD5IukzTA6z-zhql/s200/Player_Select.bmp" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_Vj5pkH96TYBy2ZjwmWyOoMn7n96zsBWflTQz7qIFNUmDbWF94jSAkCFPtEMmF4BrwkIqSyjeO-DSG9pcPyMbuJrhgLtORziomogQTKOHAks7mQG2mriOSbqB0sDNq8RmASnhvYmaTk_D/s1600-h/Head.bmp"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245824926368550514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_Vj5pkH96TYBy2ZjwmWyOoMn7n96zsBWflTQz7qIFNUmDbWF94jSAkCFPtEMmF4BrwkIqSyjeO-DSG9pcPyMbuJrhgLtORziomogQTKOHAks7mQG2mriOSbqB0sDNq8RmASnhvYmaTk_D/s200/Head.bmp" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><div>I am happy to present this code.I believe Knowledge must be free! </div><div>I hope this code will help you to improve your knowledge.</div><div>don't forget to give feedback and vote. </div><br /><div>Thank you!</div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div><strong>Author info:-</strong> </div><div>name:chaitanya gotkhindikar </div><div>email:chaitanya.gotkhindikar@gmail.com</div><div><br /><strong>contains info:-</strong> </div><div>This package contains following files </div><div>1)S&L.c</div><div>2)S&L.exe </div><div>3)EGAVGA.BGI </div><div>4)Read Me.txt</div><div><br /><strong>Technical info:-</strong> </div><div>source file:S&L.c </div><div>executable: S&L.exe </div><div>platform:Dos/windows </div><div>develped in:Turbo C </div><div>graphics driver:EGAVGA.BGI</div><div><br /><strong>License info:-</strong> </div><div>The code is absolutely free to view,copy & distribute! </div><div>if any further modification are made then they are welcome </div><div>please specify those changes in Read me file and also mail me. </div><div></div><div><strong>Game info:-</strong></div><div>This is a simple game of Snakes and Ladders.Most of you may have played in childhood. It is simple to understand. </div><ul><li>You have to throw dice by hitting enter key. </li><li>Both single and double player options are available. </li><li>You may pass your move by pressing 'P'</li><li>You may change color of bord by pressing 'C' </li><li>If you are eaten by snake then you may fall down. </li><li>You may also climb ladder. </li></ul><p>Coding this was great experience and playing game is great fun.Program runs under Dos and Windows.Wish you the best.</p><p>Enjoy... </p><div></div><br /><div><strong>Download info:-</strong> </div><div>Below are links to download the source code</div><div>1)Rapidshare</div><div><a href="http://rapidshare.com/files/145159163/S_L_Package.zip.html">http://rapidshare.com/files/145159163/S_L_Package.zip.html</a></div><div>2)Planetsourcecode</div><div><a href="http://www.planetsourcecode.com/vb/scripts/ShowCode.asp?txtCodeId=12352&lngWId=3">http://www.planetsourcecode.com/vb/scripts/ShowCode.asp?txtCodeId=12352&lngWId=3</a></div><br /><br /><div></div></div>chaitanyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06531000649127656315noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2077478119991217437.post-85831747461550909962008-09-12T10:37:00.000-07:002008-09-12T10:41:20.719-07:00A memory<p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"><strong>A memory</strong></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><strong><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"></span></strong> </p><p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;">When I look back in my life for a while</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;">Its you my father, with perfect smile</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;">Sun or moon, divali or Christmas</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;">You was you are you will be with us<span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;">You taught us how to face tears of life</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;">You taught us how to join rears of life</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;">Forgive us for our mistakes my father</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;">I promise you we will be always together</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;">You used to see god in rocks and flowers, in animals and birds</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;">It is impossible to express your greatness in words</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;">We will love you till our harts are beating</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;">We know it is with us your good wishes and greetings</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;">Thank you for every thing…</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;">---------------------------------------------------------------------</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;">a small output of my brain... dedicated to Baba(my father)</span></p>chaitanyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06531000649127656315noreply@blogger.com0