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<rss version="0.92"><channel><title>Hazard</title><link>http://fahimulislam.blog.co.uk/</link><description></description><language>en-EU</language><docs>http://backend.userland.com/rss092</docs><image><title>Hazard</title><link>http://fahimulislam.blog.co.uk/</link><url>http://data5.blog.de/design/preview/c2/2b5988cbaea1f337f5d199d664b98e_160x200.jpg</url></image><item><title>X-file</title><description>	&lt;p&gt;I have tried so hard &lt;br&gt;and got so far &lt;br&gt;'in the end &lt;br&gt;it doesn't even matter.
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&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://fahimulislam.blog.co.uk/2007/12/01/x_file~3380901/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://fahimulislam.blog.co.uk/2007/12/01/x_file~3380901/</link><pubDate>Sat, 01 Dec 2007 22:18:22 +0100</pubDate></item><item><title>WHO AM I</title><description>	&lt;p&gt;    Its dark everywhere. Maybe even darker than usual lives. the green under my feet, i can feel the softness of the night. Because the darkness is on its pick and it has full meaning of its name. I come back from outside  and sit in the balcony and suddenly i hear a car tearing apart the silence of the night. The Driver is quite drunk and he hardly has seen the speed breaker ahead. What can i say? I say nothing but see the car struggles to slow down before it. Where is the car actually heading? Nobody knows. Destination is a very confusing one in life. Sometimes its obvious. Just like the night reaches the dawn. &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;    Every night I pass thinking about myself. I reach the dawn but fail to find myself. I sleep in the morning and i miss all my classes. I sleep almost the whole day and rise in the noon. I am in a total social disorder. Sometimes I think I am a failure of modern society. Sometimes I think I have no achievement and i have no goals. I am a man living only in the present. I have got neither the past to perish nor the future to dream . I was toled that man is as big as his dream. I have got no dreams. So am I even a human? &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;    Anyways after all this time i have come to know that I have lost my identity. Everyday I try to find myself in lots of ids. And every night&lt;br&gt;
I cry "WHO AM I"
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