<?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-5576018194992139865</id><updated>2012-01-24T21:03:52.596-08:00</updated><category term='career'/><category term='touched'/><category term='wallpapers'/><category term='fashion'/><category term='cute pics'/><category term='love rules'/><category term='crap'/><category term='persona'/><category term='poems'/><category term='short stories'/><title type='text'>ZEDUS</title><subtitle type='html'>Zedus is for all those who believe in the power of TODAY!!!!!!!!!!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zedus.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5576018194992139865/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zedus.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img1.blogblog.com/img/blank.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>40</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5576018194992139865.post-613819297795047919</id><published>2007-04-19T01:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-19T02:08:44.670-07:00</updated><title type='text'>you don't choose LOVE; love chooses you!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z6_Qzfp6m8o/RicviCFaO4I/AAAAAAAAASE/gljKDspEaYI/s1600-h/image001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055061368468290434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z6_Qzfp6m8o/RicviCFaO4I/AAAAAAAAASE/gljKDspEaYI/s400/image001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z6_Qzfp6m8o/RicvdSFaO3I/AAAAAAAAAR8/3f8r0IYaF04/s1600-h/image002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055061286863911794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z6_Qzfp6m8o/RicvdSFaO3I/AAAAAAAAAR8/3f8r0IYaF04/s400/image002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z6_Qzfp6m8o/RicvXyFaO2I/AAAAAAAAAR0/uyCQGeV-zEQ/s1600-h/image003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055061192374631266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z6_Qzfp6m8o/RicvXyFaO2I/AAAAAAAAAR0/uyCQGeV-zEQ/s400/image003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z6_Qzfp6m8o/RicvSyFaO1I/AAAAAAAAARs/BvtXcquGufY/s1600-h/image004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055061106475285330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z6_Qzfp6m8o/RicvSyFaO1I/AAAAAAAAARs/BvtXcquGufY/s400/image004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z6_Qzfp6m8o/RicvOSFaO0I/AAAAAAAAARk/tExvMhKriAI/s1600-h/image005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055061029165873986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z6_Qzfp6m8o/RicvOSFaO0I/AAAAAAAAARk/tExvMhKriAI/s400/image005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z6_Qzfp6m8o/RicvJSFaOzI/AAAAAAAAARc/5FLz3NT4lNQ/s1600-h/image006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055060943266528050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z6_Qzfp6m8o/RicvJSFaOzI/AAAAAAAAARc/5FLz3NT4lNQ/s400/image006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In my first year of college..my mantra was.."BEING SINGLE IS COOL"..i never wanted to get into a relationship..that too a serious one..lovey-dovey kinda..urghhh..but things changed with time..its so unpredictable..life has its own ways to teach you..lovin someone..caring for someone..sharing every lil' thing with him..thinkin abt him...everythin is soooooo magical..believe me..its the most beautiful thing!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I love him more with each passing day..he seems to be perfect..every little thing he says..every compliment he pays..means the world to me..!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I'm madly in love with him..i love the pain wen he's away..i love the smile that i bring to his face..lovin n being loved in return..truely DIVINE..!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5576018194992139865-613819297795047919?l=zedus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zedus.blogspot.com/feeds/613819297795047919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5576018194992139865&amp;postID=613819297795047919' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5576018194992139865/posts/default/613819297795047919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5576018194992139865/posts/default/613819297795047919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zedus.blogspot.com/2007/04/you-dont-choose-love-love-chooses-you.html' title='you don&apos;t choose LOVE; love chooses you!'/><author><name>bluewhale</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z6_Qzfp6m8o/RicviCFaO4I/AAAAAAAAASE/gljKDspEaYI/s72-c/image001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5576018194992139865.post-3293609620473129009</id><published>2007-04-13T09:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-15T02:52:36.907-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Million Dollar Question</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z6_Qzfp6m8o/RiCgcafiFHI/AAAAAAAAARU/s7AoKaVpTy0/s1600-h/million.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053215191918056562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z6_Qzfp6m8o/RiCgcafiFHI/AAAAAAAAARU/s7AoKaVpTy0/s400/million.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We all talk about passion, commitment, determination etc etc etc......Aspiring engineers businessmen read autobiographies of the eminent few to get inspired and take a cue from them. I am a simple but a highly motivated individual...who is always beating his brains out trying to gauge what interests him...Well thats something many of us have pondered upon without any noticeable result and in an attempt to carry on with something that doesn't interest us, we become more frustrated and a debacle to our family and society.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes i seriously, intentionally and whole heartedly appreciate our parents for carrying on with something which they don't like for so long again and again and again( C'mon who likes cooking three times a day...give me a break and who likes to keep going office daily carrying out his mundane work all day). The implications can be extremely annoying and irritating, often leading to instability in family-life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The need I felt, writing this article over here, cause I was moved by a very interesting problem confronting a very good friend of mine. My friend is an artist, an extremely creative soul, a dramatist, but is unfortuantely stuck in an engg. course called Information Technology, purely because of parental pressure( cause engg in Inda is the easiest way to get employment).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still he kept on working on many scripts, organizing plays in the college and opening his very own drama club with a little assistance from the college. Generally the viewership rose and the talent was there to see. Now came the campusing time and this creative soul had to go back to his f****g(thts wht he says) books and prepare for placement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He gets the job, family is happy, flounting their child name in the relatives and society. Now he realizes that he doesnt want this from life, he realizes that he wont do justice to his talents if he continues as such. He plans out everything, how he would do an advertising course, how he would approach directors, how he would generate contacts, where would he live etc etc etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Normally after the engg. course gets over, we get a break of 2-3 months before joining any organization. He thought this time would be enough, to initiate his venture.Now an eternal force holds him by the scruff of his neck, plays a game. His joining date is 5 days after graduation. He has to join, no alternative, his dreams shattered, no options. His parents wont allow him to leave that organization. He is feeling choked, blaming the eternal force for all the mishappening that has ever happened to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A very good friend suggests," Dekh Yaar u owe a lot to your parents, u cant just say no". At this he cries realizing his dreams are slowly but surely going down the dumps. His very good friends stands there helpless and hapless, thinking of the quandary which is so perplexing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do u people have an answer to this million dollar question. Should this person go against the world and pursue his dreams, the so called interests, or should he surrender, like most of us have till now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have become quiet a veteran now, facing this dilemma, but i guess my friend is fortunate enough to know what he wants from life. Many of us or most of us are still pondering over what is our ultimate goal in this life, our ultimate karma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A famous yet inspiring book "The Alchemist" paints a very interesting picture in this regard. It says that you just need to follow the signs that god arranges for you. Now that calls for living in the present and not pondering over the future and just keep on following the signs. If you are made to do something you would ultimately land up there, COME WHAT MAY.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5576018194992139865-3293609620473129009?l=zedus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zedus.blogspot.com/feeds/3293609620473129009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5576018194992139865&amp;postID=3293609620473129009' title='19 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5576018194992139865/posts/default/3293609620473129009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5576018194992139865/posts/default/3293609620473129009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zedus.blogspot.com/2007/04/million-dollar-question.html' title='A Million Dollar Question'/><author><name>Inebriated</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15327583746953137414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z6_Qzfp6m8o/RiCgcafiFHI/AAAAAAAAARU/s7AoKaVpTy0/s72-c/million.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5576018194992139865.post-3476794993534750891</id><published>2007-04-12T23:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-15T02:56:20.472-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crap'/><title type='text'>TTT - The Time Traveller</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QdvvHwSGoBQ/Rh8eIOHSvRI/AAAAAAAAAAo/FXpwSVw7tV4/s1600-h/past-present-future.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5052790433509457170" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QdvvHwSGoBQ/Rh8eIOHSvRI/AAAAAAAAAAo/FXpwSVw7tV4/s320/past-present-future.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,102);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The time frame i was in always differed a lot from others who were striving hard for each and every thing they wanted in their life...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,102);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The past and future is always been a myth to me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot of people vary with our opinions amidst our fact being right or wrong.. Its just that., they have some&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt; kinda objection for whatever we bring out.. same as we.. we also have the same kinda scientific disease.. its not epidemic.. its cultivated all in ourself.. thats why White blood&lt;/span&gt; cells got act as a saviour in the cases where the Red cells try to dominate..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,102);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The time traveller was my best friend.. until i realised that i dunt need it.. is it contradicting., how can ya dunt need ya best friend.. well., it was kinda MPD that created and annihilated all within my neurons!! i travelled a lot back in our history and a lot forward in the future., he tuk me where ever i wanted..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,102);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,153,255);font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;One day., it was like., a dampned twilight during those spring evenings.. when suddenly it showered., i wanted to make myself drooped in those un-seasonal rain&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;water.. my soul was even more thirsty., i was kinda stuck my some kinda awe.. i met sumone., right in front of me.. he was, rather it was a kinda impression which i saw in the rain waters that were railing down wards to the earth..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,102);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,153,255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It sed me., &lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;that i can do to any place of any time period i wished., i went to my childhood and saw myself so happy and not caring abt any other things.. then again., i went to future to my settled time in which i was relaxed a lot having the sip of my last few days.. i came back to present..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,102);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,153,255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;when i cud be happy and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;relaxed at the beggining., why this fuss and fussed up things all inbetween..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cud remember the dialogue from a famous film : "we kip one foot in the past., &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;another in the future and piss at the present"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,102);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,153,255);font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ha ha., very funny.. well this friend&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; of mine was so sweet., for the reason it cud do things unimaginable., but it was the one which made me find so miserable of what i am..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I felt., this.. having too much good is also a bad..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,102);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,153,255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i know sumthng that is not very ineterstin for all of ya.. the DEJA VU's everyone have is not really a imagination.. its the minds power to think a lot before it happens..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,102);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Time travellin is not possible.. juz forget it..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,102);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;make things around ya in ya present to be more beautiful which inturn makes u more beautiful.. love ya surroundings and it will be the best that can make ya happy forever..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,102);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;AIZY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5576018194992139865-3476794993534750891?l=zedus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zedus.blogspot.com/feeds/3476794993534750891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5576018194992139865&amp;postID=3476794993534750891' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5576018194992139865/posts/default/3476794993534750891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5576018194992139865/posts/default/3476794993534750891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zedus.blogspot.com/2007/04/time-frame-i-was-in-always-differed-lot.html' title='TTT - The Time Traveller'/><author><name>Aizy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16566315965245916965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QdvvHwSGoBQ/S0mTxOPxeSI/AAAAAAAABNo/mFPTMPHdX94/S220/aizy_2-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QdvvHwSGoBQ/Rh8eIOHSvRI/AAAAAAAAAAo/FXpwSVw7tV4/s72-c/past-present-future.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5576018194992139865.post-9034968311886335880</id><published>2007-04-11T10:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-15T02:53:16.096-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crap'/><title type='text'>Sweet Child Of Mine !</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z6_Qzfp6m8o/Rh8N-KfiFGI/AAAAAAAAARM/I-ZurcNDmko/s1600-h/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5052772668552647778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z6_Qzfp6m8o/Rh8N-KfiFGI/AAAAAAAAARM/I-ZurcNDmko/s400/3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,255); TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Where were me before., i started searchin those identity., of which i have lost all the details..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This turn of life., is always unforgettable only when ya reach a time space while it become precious.. For us., the thing we are in is not as much important cos we dont understand its values..&lt;br /&gt;We get to know abt sumthn only when it leaves us., or we move away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to fly like a bird., with my wings flippin in the wind which has no other obstacles.. But., most of us become like someone who has been hatched and spent the life time inside the shell with both his wings unopened without a chance to.!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know how much it hurts when u feel depressed., but when u come out of it and have a blast out of nowhere., the pleasures are unimaginable.. U feel gifted.. u feel immortal.. u feel the soul inside ya to be PURE.. IF u come to know that sumthngs gonna leave ya., u try much harder to kip it beside ya., u try not to allow it out of ya grip..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the same things which was lying all un attended., with no feelings involved..!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our childhood is one secret desires we all wanted to back in.. the time of ours with full innocence flowing out and the ignorance abt the bad parts of life is always sweet.. our hearts beats are nearly visible..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to be back in there., not thru any vision or technolgy.. in my actions and sayings.. in my feelings and emotions.. in my words and punctuations.. in my sights and senses... i wanna redeem that back into me.. i know i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; wud fail., but that sweet child of mine always lives in me!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;AIZY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5576018194992139865-9034968311886335880?l=zedus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zedus.blogspot.com/feeds/9034968311886335880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5576018194992139865&amp;postID=9034968311886335880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5576018194992139865/posts/default/9034968311886335880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5576018194992139865/posts/default/9034968311886335880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zedus.blogspot.com/2007/04/sweet-child-of-mine.html' title='Sweet Child Of Mine !'/><author><name>Aizy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16566315965245916965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QdvvHwSGoBQ/S0mTxOPxeSI/AAAAAAAABNo/mFPTMPHdX94/S220/aizy_2-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z6_Qzfp6m8o/Rh8N-KfiFGI/AAAAAAAAARM/I-ZurcNDmko/s72-c/3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5576018194992139865.post-5087221045179171932</id><published>2007-04-11T02:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-11T02:34:48.754-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='touched'/><title type='text'>Be happy Always with what u have</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;he&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;y all...i just got this mail ..these pics are so touchin' n so true..have a look..!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z6_Qzfp6m8o/RhyrLqfiFFI/AAAAAAAAARE/Wqgwb9-UTWc/s1600-h/image001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5052101098876310610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z6_Qzfp6m8o/RhyrLqfiFFI/AAAAAAAAARE/Wqgwb9-UTWc/s400/image001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z6_Qzfp6m8o/RhyoDqfiFEI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/Kh1-ZVLADJk/s1600-h/image002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5052097662902473794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z6_Qzfp6m8o/RhyoDqfiFEI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/Kh1-ZVLADJk/s400/image002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br 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width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5576018194992139865.post-463294425627575612</id><published>2007-04-06T12:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-15T02:57:36.204-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I've got Q's bt nt A's !</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,102);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;When u r blank., u feel numb and ur output is goin awesome.. and when u r fulfilled with things all makin ya happy., u get stuck and ur give negative output..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,255);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;this is the kinda phase im feelin for the past one week.. so only cudnt deliver any post.. and just now., i feel i have reached the slump state i.e., the peak state of my depression.. i was around with my friends., all pouring their love and all havin fun in sum or other way.. i was havin the things what ever i wanted to be goin on the course it needs to be.. still., i found a vaccum filled in my heart..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,255);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;i cudnt bring out what i was facing literally.. i felt like feelin no emotions as such.. i dunno what i needed., and i dint know what i was thinking.. it was as if a blanket of depression has surrounded me and it dint want me out.. i started suffocating inside... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,255);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;With just two days for my 21st b'day., people all over wishing me., i was in a emotional turmoil., why!? why!?? i cudnt get me a solution.. but actually i dint have a question for which i wanted a solution.. time was passing away., i was kind of infected part., the depression which i had., was easily founded by friends and they felt the same way a little bit.. so for not making things worse., i moved away from them and made myself alone..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,255);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;i wanted to ask myself sumthn for which i was acting in such a way.. i was searching a lot inside me., my mind aint workin and my heart aint in a position to think about that.. i wanted to break free from this situation and wanted to be normal.. when a door of light opened., it was concreted by 10 doors of darkness.. i felt like., a souless humane..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,255);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;my friends., my family., my love-life., my college., my status., my diginity., my health., my wealth etc everything was in a safe position., but the thing is that i lost myself.. this translation period was horrifyin.. it was like., a snail bearing a shell in its back..!! but atleast., it was accustomed to it.. but not me.. we all have mood swings., but it wasnt a kinda of that.. it was like., all my moods feelings and emotions were killed off..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,255);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;i really wanted to be normal., i cudnt pray., i cudnt think., i cudnt feel., i cudnt eat., i cudnt cry., i cudnt live...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,255);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;for which., am still searchin a answer.. i feel a little light after ligthing up something infront of someone., i wish and hope i will be fine very soon.. its really hard to be in a position where u dunno whats the problem.. i have had enuf..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,255);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;pls., lemme out.., lemme face the sunlight., lemme feel the breeze., lemme taste the nectar., lemme smell the blossoms.. lemme be me!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,102);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;I want the Questions soon!! else., i will be killing me softly..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"  &gt;AIZY&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5576018194992139865-463294425627575612?l=zedus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zedus.blogspot.com/feeds/463294425627575612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5576018194992139865&amp;postID=463294425627575612' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5576018194992139865/posts/default/463294425627575612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5576018194992139865/posts/default/463294425627575612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zedus.blogspot.com/2007/04/ive-got-qs-bt-nt-as.html' title='I&apos;ve got Q&apos;s bt nt A&apos;s !'/><author><name>Aizy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16566315965245916965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QdvvHwSGoBQ/S0mTxOPxeSI/AAAAAAAABNo/mFPTMPHdX94/S220/aizy_2-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5576018194992139865.post-2776278137353292962</id><published>2007-03-29T22:47:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-29T22:56:47.350-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crap'/><title type='text'>Confused Soul - 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;The day came when she had her 22nd birthday..!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I was thinking what to do to be special, i was kinda cutoff from the world she was in.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Emotionally.., &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;it was feeling bad.. i tried to break the barrier of simple physics.. i was transportin myself to the area 51, where she lives in.. i tried., i tried., i failed.. but then., why sudnt i feel for her.. why cudnt i think abt that at first..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I had this gut feeling that she would also be missing my presence over there.. even though theres nothing left behind to fill up the spoilers in between me and her., i tried to reduce the gap which started to diminish in its size.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I knew well., what?..? i really dint knw anythng... i travelled in imaginations, those few spilt seconds were really sweet., i turned back to reality to find that the path to the eternal pleasure is not always filled with petals.. we have to cross through the sharp toned thorns..!! i was ready to do that..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;But i found sumthng pulling me back., trying to stop me from what am doin.. i cudnt get the real motive from the force which was ceasing me from my feelings..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I know., that once a glass is broken, its impossible to mend.. but still our heart wonders whether it can be re-produced in its own form.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;My mind was in virtual war with my heart.. The heart which illusions things doesnt get the vision our mind has.. i started travellin little more philosopical., which really i really dint tend to..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Now, back to basics, i wanted to express my feelings back to her... I dint know whether it will work out.. but i was sure that there would be no repercussions since she was too matured this time from the schooling period.. she has gone through a lot of stuffz which had maked me more core than the mantle..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;i could feel the heart beating a little slower with even missin and skippin a one or a couple in between..!! i was rigid that i still love her., i was adamant to reveal my feelings..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;But., then i thought., Whats the expectations i have was not defined to myself., i dint know what should i have a reply as.. i dint know what i sud react for a possible three replies., i dint know what can be the reflections.. in simple.. i dint know WHAT I WANT..!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Now, i was enlightened., why she called me a&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; CONFUSED SOUL.&lt;/span&gt;.!! i was getting all my answers from a simple word she addressed me with..  i cared for her but still am carin for her asusual.. i have affections, feelings, emotions all towards her still...i love her., but i failed in proving its worth before.. then whats the necessity in playin a spoil sport now..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I was clear. I am clear now.. The only things that was running between my heart and mind was won by my conscience that love can only be felt and never can be forced.. its like the wind which runs thru all over still we cant catch it and hold it in our hand.. we have to leave it to stroll thru this earth to make sure that it does get feeled by our face when goin towards it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Expectations die, when you really feel for someone.. Am not confused.. but i LOVE her..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;World is full of hearts, its just a spark that decides your companions.. its not a inventory..!! its all that instinct.. thats why love is the first basic instinct god created... Love you dear..!! its all cos of ya..!! the world included..!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;AIZY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5576018194992139865-2776278137353292962?l=zedus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zedus.blogspot.com/feeds/2776278137353292962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5576018194992139865&amp;postID=2776278137353292962' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5576018194992139865/posts/default/2776278137353292962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5576018194992139865/posts/default/2776278137353292962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zedus.blogspot.com/2007/03/confused-soul-2.html' title='Confused Soul - 2'/><author><name>Aizy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16566315965245916965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QdvvHwSGoBQ/S0mTxOPxeSI/AAAAAAAABNo/mFPTMPHdX94/S220/aizy_2-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5576018194992139865.post-6346915062147877153</id><published>2007-03-27T07:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-29T22:56:47.351-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crap'/><title type='text'>Shape of my Heart !</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We watch movies., get to mingle with the emotions., few do leave the after-effects on us..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each and every one in this spherical earth have their time spent vivaciously in a funny mood., it all happens when ya in the company of friends, parents, lovers, even sumtimes in ya classroom.. We have a thinking of how the hell the hour hand travels so fast when accompanied by sumone from opposite sex esp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All well said., but do we really justify our acts.. do we really show our true feelings.. We hide a lot., just for the sake of not being embarrassed or not to hurt the feelings of others.. we live our life mostly in compromises., sometimes we let off, sometimes we get let off..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amazingly, what does the maximal damage of our thinking ability is the compromise or sacrifice we do out of compulsion.. this things never gets out of our mind until and unless we get the work/wish paid back.. so., we don't live up to the happiest moments truthfully.. am i not right..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is somethings which can be kept out of this topic.. cos love as i believe is the heap of mis-treatments and mis-decisions.. yet, its sweet.. so.., taking things normally between friends..!! we hardly ever care about our neighbor., nor he does.. so we compromise.. we don't care whether we behave humane to our roommate., colleague., classmate., friend... we believe always that what we do is the satanic verses!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Same on the other side., but have u ever sat alone and gave a thinking about the reasons behind any action that u have done on that day., can u justify anything to ya heart.. mind gets u a lot of versatile solutions..!! but what matters is., whats there in living high when ya true identity is lying so low..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Try this sometime., if you are strong hearted.. be in a room, all alone, lights off, close ya eyes, think of ya best friend, and think what you can do to make him happy.. you will get lots of ideas., you would be flourished with memories, the good part of him/her.. Now., switch on the light and think about the same with ya eyes open.. If ya can feel the difference., you are a human, a normal soul..!! If not., you are SACRED..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We never ever give the same respect for our aides., not even a part of what we give for the flares of opposite sex.. We don't do it intentionally., still we do it.. thats what matters.. if you and him , starts believing in ya true bond., i can assure that doesn't need any compromises...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friendship is something that can be felt.. its not like love.. u can feel the warmth directly., there will be no expectations, there will be no distinctions.. Friends to help us and tend to help us when we are in trouble., thats a instinct.. but true bonds., really makes ya feel for him/her.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We should respect each and everyone around ya with out any respect to anything.. I'm sure that will make ya world blossomed with blessings and am righteous that pure smiles from anyones heart will make ya day the best...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shape of my heart is not square., but who cares about the shape.. its made of flesh., that pumps blood.. this flesh is the composition of our friends and family.. the blood is the feelings/actions.. we should be ready to accept the bad blood and be working hard to pump out the pure ones.. and am sure., days passing., you will never be compromising anymore..!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you all my friends., This is dedicated to you all..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aizy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5576018194992139865-6346915062147877153?l=zedus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zedus.blogspot.com/feeds/6346915062147877153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5576018194992139865&amp;postID=6346915062147877153' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5576018194992139865/posts/default/6346915062147877153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5576018194992139865/posts/default/6346915062147877153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zedus.blogspot.com/2007/03/shape-of-my-heart.html' title='Shape of my Heart !'/><author><name>Aizy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16566315965245916965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QdvvHwSGoBQ/S0mTxOPxeSI/AAAAAAAABNo/mFPTMPHdX94/S220/aizy_2-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5576018194992139865.post-5911872213746633636</id><published>2007-03-25T22:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-26T04:09:09.025-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crap'/><title type='text'>A Beautiful Mind !</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Thanx buddies For ur sweet COmments.. It makes Me to write more!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I was loosing my mind over two beautiful movies which i saw yesterday..!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;First i should be saying abt the day., after being so busy for a fortnight., when go into idle mood., silence haunts you., words get stuck., wind seems to be too dry., ur heart beats a little slower..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;so i decided to catch up with sumthng that makes my brain from becoming out-of-order..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;I got these two beautiful movies... "Seducing Mr. Perfect" &amp; "The Professional".. Both being classy in thier own grounds.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;The first one was a korean-english movie with a cute looking pair trying to search for the love they have hidden in them, the second one being a hitman's story with whom a 12 yr old gal fall in love.. I cant and dont want to spell the names of the actors in that korean movie.. The Professional had a awesome acting personnels like JEAN RENO, NATALIE PORTMAN, GARY OLDMAN..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;I was wondering why natalie is depicting a bitchy kinda roles in most of her movies like closer.. but the thing about her is that she justifies her roles very well such that we dunt question a single moment.. Jean Reno is one class actoe, whos been my favourite actor for long time.. He portrays many cameo's and supporting characters.. i liked his roles in Da vinci code, Godzilla, M.I., etc..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Ok., Forget the roles and names.. Lemme dive into the emotions and expressions.. I can remember a dialogue from the crap movie called WILDTHINGS - 3; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;"You won't remember, But you can never Forget"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Love is what i talk abt most of the time., cos it reveals itself in many many forms and preludes in each and every human being.. the characters coming alive in movies show that LOVE can be easily between a boss nd her secretary, between a guy of 40's and a gal in her teens.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Only things that waries off from the normality which proves the ample time space given to each and every single hearts of this vast universe is the fact that more than blossoms, the derailing happens most..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;When people fall in love, they turn blind.. Its better that they stay like that., cos.. this world also proves a lot to the matter that suspicion and surrealism is something that is experienced by me, u, him and her!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;The true emotions when mixed with the little white lies always proved worthy.. when someone gets dumped, he/she feels deserted., thinks that lifes at par-end..!! my point of view suggests that each and every moment of life has its optimistic and pessimistic view.. Just that we got to find it in the way of the ur conscience!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;I too felt the same stuff., but got to know that., being optimistic shows that theres lots others in this world to love u., being pessimistic shows that theres one less in this world to love ya.. ha ha.. thats the way.. U get to know that taking what ever position u want to after this debacle will enlighten ya into a path that always shows prosperity..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Once., mahatma gandhi said., "if u can hit a bee with a stone, and if ya miss ya a elephant with the same stone., missing the elephant is more pleasurable.. cos failures are to be tasted by everyone., they provide the much more strong platform for ya next launch..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;I try my best to bring out my left side of my brain.. one sms joke says "theres nothing left in ya right side, and theres nothing right on ya left side"..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;A mind a.k.a ya brain is the most precious possession u can have.. It is the cpu of ya.. it controls ya.. keep it fresh., cos a beautiful mind never makes a collapse out of ya!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;will be back.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Aizy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5576018194992139865-5911872213746633636?l=zedus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zedus.blogspot.com/feeds/5911872213746633636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5576018194992139865&amp;postID=5911872213746633636' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5576018194992139865/posts/default/5911872213746633636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5576018194992139865/posts/default/5911872213746633636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zedus.blogspot.com/2007/03/beautiful-mind.html' title='A Beautiful Mind !'/><author><name>Aizy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16566315965245916965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QdvvHwSGoBQ/S0mTxOPxeSI/AAAAAAAABNo/mFPTMPHdX94/S220/aizy_2-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5576018194992139865.post-481194428172621251</id><published>2007-03-24T02:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-24T04:41:01.385-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crap'/><title type='text'>Confused Soul !</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z6_Qzfp6m8o/RgUKHpFFPdI/AAAAAAAAAPg/5M7jLCbYSKs/s1600-h/brokenandalone.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045450083941039570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z6_Qzfp6m8o/RgUKHpFFPdI/AAAAAAAAAPg/5M7jLCbYSKs/s400/brokenandalone.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yes, Thats wat a earthly creature called me by.!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, Yesterday was on a kinda hangover.. Today also, i dint amuse myself to write on a fuzzy logic topic. So i decided to describe a member of a human race of whose personal details wont be revealed.. The thing is just to recapulate the characteristics and the behavorial anatomy of this alien for the martians..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I travel back to those greeny times, when everythng except indian cricket was almost same.. school times, the memory revived..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could rave myself to the first instant where i met this so-called creature whom belongs to the fairer sex by mistake.. hmm, rather fortunate.. I was bein told abt her by my friends as she was prevailing as the worthy championship between the hungry eyes of the vulturous guys!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The moment i met, i was kinda hit by the aura which was missin from the background.. I was on a warfare.. The smiles and eyes are the weapons and other statistics were really out of bounds.. She talked with so ease., the flow and presence was gifted.. it was complemented by the words and looks..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Travelling little further ahead, both became so close as friends.., she used to be the commander in trade.. with so much brains and beauty., there comes a mis-balance between the both.. but she was like, sliding thru it very well.. cut to the specs. i started to find her more amusing not just becos of her attractive zero-count, but also it was her power to make people stick to her..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fell in love, it was the perfect the recipe for a romantic movie.. as simple as that., but whats there in life if tragedy dint hit u.. tables turned.. i went on a loose trial which made me distanced from her.. she forgotten the simple basics to hold me back., and i was even bad that i lost my base..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Schooling ended., life was moving very fast in their own lanes, people say, that it is very difficult to forget the ones whom u had it truely in ya heart,. i deny it.. it is not very difficult to forget.. but., the simple fact i got by this 4 year gap was this : "YOU CAN FORGET TO THINK ; but YOU CAN NEVER THINK TO FORGET"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i met her back thru this vast world of www., we were on a choked position.., she was as clear as water as usual., me thru 2 relationships already found myself wrecked infront of her.. words got stuck.. wanted to apologize.. but the guilt was started to replaced by false-ego.. i was not in a position to redeem myself.. time was goin..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was too sweet to me., i found her more apropriate.. more simple this time.. Now we dont have the option of gettin back., the single door left out was the pathway of smooth friendship., which can only direct u to happiness and no fuss..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I confessed, i conferred, i condemned, i confused, i consoled, i conjucated, i complemented, i controlled, i cared, i complimented, i couched, i crawled, i crippled, infront of her..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was showing my true feelings, i showed my true love.. she's more beautiful when she accepted it with a smile saying that she is fine with me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All these years for which she hated me was forgotten, forgiven, foreseen.. I was on a blue mountain, playin in the water of blue spring tryin to catch the fumes of a blue cloud.!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was back.. I played softly, i found my shape of heart..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She still says me a "CONFUSED SOUL".. that is her..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She knows well now that &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i LOVE her..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aizy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5576018194992139865-481194428172621251?l=zedus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zedus.blogspot.com/feeds/481194428172621251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5576018194992139865&amp;postID=481194428172621251' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5576018194992139865/posts/default/481194428172621251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5576018194992139865/posts/default/481194428172621251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zedus.blogspot.com/2007/03/confused-soul.html' title='Confused Soul !'/><author><name>Aizy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16566315965245916965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QdvvHwSGoBQ/S0mTxOPxeSI/AAAAAAAABNo/mFPTMPHdX94/S220/aizy_2-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z6_Qzfp6m8o/RgUKHpFFPdI/AAAAAAAAAPg/5M7jLCbYSKs/s72-c/brokenandalone.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5576018194992139865.post-1886641799345695544</id><published>2007-03-22T07:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-24T04:28:10.288-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crap'/><title type='text'>Let Darkness Fall..!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z6_Qzfp6m8o/RgULOZFFPeI/AAAAAAAAAPo/J0cN7063pKA/s1600-h/l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045451299416784354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z6_Qzfp6m8o/RgULOZFFPeI/AAAAAAAAAPo/J0cN7063pKA/s400/l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,255);font-size:130%;" &gt;iT iS betteR tO bE hateD foR whaT yoU arE thaN tO bE loveD foR whaT yoU arE noT ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,102);font-size:130%;" &gt;One of my friend's reply for his relationship status!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,255,255);font-size:130%;" &gt;Today i had this sleep at a rather odd hours at around 3pm.. i was on progress with a nightmarish journey with a demon.. sudden surge of blood in my brain woke me up., i was on primal fear, my forehead covered with the essence of sweat.. i started my first view in a perplexed manner, searching for light amidst the darkness which filled my room..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,102);font-size:130%;" &gt;At the moment of the eternal fear, we all search for our loved ones, we cherish the moments in which the negative thoughts were erased to nil which brings the sweet nectar of happiness.. our friends, family, heartfelt crushes...!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,255,255);font-size:130%;" &gt;but.. we suddenly get to know, that myth doesnt exist when we are in kinda situation which has a dead end and a no-return path.. that time is the perfect point one gets to know abt the real U..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,255,255);font-size:130%;" &gt;ya..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0);font-size:130%;" &gt;i mean it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,102);font-size:130%;" &gt;when u stand nude, u get the importance of clothes, when u stay hungry, u get to know whats food for.. the eternal truth of what all greats like galileo, copernicus tried to prove is the fact that, nothing in this world is stale.. everythng has a change.. infact change is the only thing that doesnt change...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,255,255);font-size:130%;" &gt;you believe in you at the point of death, u mull the defeats, u curse the satan of ya very own heart nd soul.. brain stops thinking..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,102);font-size:130%;" &gt;well., relationships are what am sobbering now...!! people fall for it blindfolded.. unaware of the depth it has..!! the time he reaches the flat ground, the guy/gal loses his identity.. thats the first point what i was telling.. u woke up in primal fear.. unknown to do what u want to do..!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,255,51);font-size:130%;" &gt;am totally sided to the pure love.. but whats called pure.. even the gold has to be added with impurities to make it usable.. pure love., or near about pure love is something added to endangered spiecies.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,255);font-size:130%;" &gt;i hate this world for this single fact that it kills the pure form..!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,255);font-size:130%;" &gt;i love this world for this single fact that it does kill the pure form..!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Let the darkness fall...!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,204,255);font-size:130%;" &gt;Aizy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5576018194992139865-1886641799345695544?l=zedus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zedus.blogspot.com/feeds/1886641799345695544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5576018194992139865&amp;postID=1886641799345695544' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5576018194992139865/posts/default/1886641799345695544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5576018194992139865/posts/default/1886641799345695544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zedus.blogspot.com/2007/03/let-darkness-fall.html' title='Let Darkness Fall..!!'/><author><name>Aizy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16566315965245916965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QdvvHwSGoBQ/S0mTxOPxeSI/AAAAAAAABNo/mFPTMPHdX94/S220/aizy_2-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z6_Qzfp6m8o/RgULOZFFPeI/AAAAAAAAAPo/J0cN7063pKA/s72-c/l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5576018194992139865.post-1951002498161269646</id><published>2007-03-21T23:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-22T00:16:16.116-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crap'/><title type='text'>End Of Days!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Beach life, Strafing on the shores, with the blue water gently kissing ya legs, you feel elated, mind excited... Come on.. Cut to Reality.. The noise pollution, air sookened with dust, water filled with impurities, materialised thinkings, sorroful yesterdays, painful loves, forgetable mornings..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Some day, Some day, Some life;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Why am i fixed at the vex of superlatives,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Life beckons; mind reckons;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I recall myself to a total apocalypse.,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;The sudden burst of the small petals &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;into a full blossomed flower..,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;A kid is always a kid, once it starts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;thinking, it looses the blessed freshness, originality!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Its well said that mind is the devil's workshop,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Well said;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;But why am i fixed at the vex of superlatives!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Everyone wants to be someone whom they aim for, sum kinda personlaity that affected them, rather, impressed them.. In this tiny world, everyone wanted to be unique.. but what we forget is.. We are all think alike, that we are unique.. so where is the plot missing..!??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Ask the same questions to u, ur friends, even to ya enemies (make them friends soon).. the answer will be simple.. some kinda numb n dumb replies which will have no relation with the context of topic..!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Am too abstract, kinda coded in my thoughts.. my friends said..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Ya i am..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;U have to decipher my words, u will feeel easy if u know me well.. if u wud have understood me well more!!.. but what abt those who dunno me.. the solution again is simple..!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;what  my idea of this swarm full of sluggy ideas.. but slugginess is the easiest way to slip thru the hard path filled with stones!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;One things what my topic today suggests is that.. the end of sumthng is always a beginning.. Be yourself.. Dunt get urself in the line up of Xerox copies..!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Rise your ideas, End is always ended with the letter D.. D means destory, Destiny, Destination.. but what if its a Direction to the path of Glory..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Think Once MOre!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: lucida grande; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Aizy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5576018194992139865-1951002498161269646?l=zedus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zedus.blogspot.com/feeds/1951002498161269646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5576018194992139865&amp;postID=1951002498161269646' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5576018194992139865/posts/default/1951002498161269646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5576018194992139865/posts/default/1951002498161269646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zedus.blogspot.com/2007/03/end-of-days.html' title='End Of Days!!!'/><author><name>Aizy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16566315965245916965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QdvvHwSGoBQ/S0mTxOPxeSI/AAAAAAAABNo/mFPTMPHdX94/S220/aizy_2-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5576018194992139865.post-5559488210554821187</id><published>2007-03-21T01:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-22T07:48:34.914-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crap'/><title type='text'>What for Greek Created Alpha??</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z6_Qzfp6m8o/RgIgiJFFPcI/AAAAAAAAAPY/M1Na74BHvCs/s1600-h/alpha.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044630303533252034" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z6_Qzfp6m8o/RgIgiJFFPcI/AAAAAAAAAPY/M1Na74BHvCs/s400/alpha.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Well.. my First Post for this blog..!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Was Wanderin around in the Jungle of Hocus-Pocus..!! The Sunlight dimming down makin me feel mild.. sudden surge of blood in my face.. veins are blocking my thinking.. i was about to faint.. Aint it looking like a better start for a dramatic novel..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Was gonna get sumthng which really feeds a lots of herds.. humans.. hecks.. topic is drifting towards the verge of point of no return.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;well, in this world of quick returns there are lots of situations in which u feel lost.. but there will be a small streak of light which may be bcos of the small swarm bee.. the light which fills ya mind when ya feel blank is sumthn very precious.. sumthng not everyone is gifted with.. once u get ur way out of the ditch, u will be pure.. ur mind will be sacred.. ur soul will be blessed.. u will never commit a dumb act...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;but., why then, people get stuck with materialism.. thats what alpha beta.. fuck it.. there are just two kinds of people.. the words of race, religion, region, herd everythng gets into the final wire of the two kinds of human im prescribing..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;sumthngs..always proved is re-proved in theorems..!! theorems which makes the genrealised stuffs into a fact.. we dunt accept the facts.. but do believe in thoerems!! reality is that.. well, lemme come back...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;two kinds of people.. as simple as that.. one who talks/say/write , another one who reads/follows/listen.. am i not giving a simple solution to the work piece of leonardo's da vince code!!.. see.. the thing is that.. it all depends on ya head!!.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;now.. whats the connection between my topic and content.. lemme get it straight... since the greeks named it alpha, we get that alphabet.. A for apple is the first word anyone learns!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;World is blooming with love, lets not disrupt it.. LOve people., Love ur place.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Let Love be the language everyone talk, let relstionships be broadend, let people be same., let world be in peace!! Hail the Greeks..!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Aizy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5576018194992139865-5559488210554821187?l=zedus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zedus.blogspot.com/feeds/5559488210554821187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5576018194992139865&amp;postID=5559488210554821187' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5576018194992139865/posts/default/5559488210554821187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5576018194992139865/posts/default/5559488210554821187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zedus.blogspot.com/2007/03/what-for-greek-created-alpha.html' title='What for Greek Created Alpha??'/><author><name>Aizy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16566315965245916965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QdvvHwSGoBQ/S0mTxOPxeSI/AAAAAAAABNo/mFPTMPHdX94/S220/aizy_2-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z6_Qzfp6m8o/RgIgiJFFPcI/AAAAAAAAAPY/M1Na74BHvCs/s72-c/alpha.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5576018194992139865.post-4494571060379501209</id><published>2007-03-20T22:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-20T22:08:26.260-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wallpapers'/><title type='text'>words 4ever!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z6_Qzfp6m8o/RgC9VpFFPbI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/XYtxjjztKTk/s1600-h/CAYQ83G5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044239762157026738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z6_Qzfp6m8o/RgC9VpFFPbI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/XYtxjjztKTk/s400/CAYQ83G5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z6_Qzfp6m8o/RgC9RZFFPaI/AAAAAAAAAPI/I_jhtVKk-m8/s1600-h/CAU1MH2L.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044239689142582690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z6_Qzfp6m8o/RgC9RZFFPaI/AAAAAAAAAPI/I_jhtVKk-m8/s400/CAU1MH2L.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z6_Qzfp6m8o/RgC9MZFFPZI/AAAAAAAAAPA/ivtk8ItY_tU/s1600-h/CAHSXDCD.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044239603243236754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z6_Qzfp6m8o/RgC9MZFFPZI/AAAAAAAAAPA/ivtk8ItY_tU/s400/CAHSXDCD.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z6_Qzfp6m8o/RgC9G5FFPYI/AAAAAAAAAO4/qqnVWjuov7M/s1600-h/CAGKI0OC.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044239508753956226" style="DISPLAY: block; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z6_Qzfp6m8o/RgC83JFFPVI/AAAAAAAAAOg/u-GJdhV_814/s400/CA1WCJDD.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5576018194992139865-4494571060379501209?l=zedus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zedus.blogspot.com/feeds/4494571060379501209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5576018194992139865&amp;postID=4494571060379501209' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5576018194992139865/posts/default/4494571060379501209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5576018194992139865/posts/default/4494571060379501209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zedus.blogspot.com/2007/03/words-4ever.html' title='words 4ever!'/><author><name>bluewhale</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z6_Qzfp6m8o/RgC9VpFFPbI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/XYtxjjztKTk/s72-c/CAYQ83G5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5576018194992139865.post-8149299718549579337</id><published>2007-03-16T06:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-19T23:56:51.684-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cute pics'/><title type='text'>FaNcY dReSs CoMpetItIoN</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z6_Qzfp6m8o/RfqeRt3xUZI/AAAAAAAAAOY/hz5KR4Lsmz4/s1600-h/ShowLetter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042516760003170706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z6_Qzfp6m8o/RfqeRt3xUZI/AAAAAAAAAOY/hz5KR4Lsmz4/s400/ShowLetter.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z6_Qzfp6m8o/RfqeMN3xUYI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/sw0xowq4tyM/s1600-h/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042516665513890178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z6_Qzfp6m8o/RfqeMN3xUYI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/sw0xowq4tyM/s400/2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z6_Qzfp6m8o/RfqeGt3xUXI/AAAAAAAAAOI/wmPaWc5FIQg/s1600-h/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042516571024609650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z6_Qzfp6m8o/RfqeGt3xUXI/AAAAAAAAAOI/wmPaWc5FIQg/s400/4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z6_Qzfp6m8o/RfqeBN3xUWI/AAAAAAAAAOA/vr46AmAsVE0/s1600-h/5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042516476535329122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z6_Qzfp6m8o/RfqeBN3xUWI/AAAAAAAAAOA/vr46AmAsVE0/s400/5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z6_Qzfp6m8o/Rfqd4t3xUVI/AAAAAAAAAN4/Bgw_6zl_iRU/s1600-h/6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042516330506441042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z6_Qzfp6m8o/Rfqd4t3xUVI/AAAAAAAAAN4/Bgw_6zl_iRU/s400/6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z6_Qzfp6m8o/Rfqdy93xUUI/AAAAAAAAANw/SsUIsOOondk/s1600-h/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042516231722193218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z6_Qzfp6m8o/Rfqdy93xUUI/AAAAAAAAANw/SsUIsOOondk/s400/3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z6_Qzfp6m8o/RfqdsN3xUTI/AAAAAAAAANo/yvGpe1UuJF8/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042516115758076210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z6_Qzfp6m8o/RfqdsN3xUTI/AAAAAAAAANo/yvGpe1UuJF8/s400/1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;can u beat them............?!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5576018194992139865-8149299718549579337?l=zedus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zedus.blogspot.com/feeds/8149299718549579337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5576018194992139865&amp;postID=8149299718549579337' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5576018194992139865/posts/default/8149299718549579337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5576018194992139865/posts/default/8149299718549579337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zedus.blogspot.com/2007/03/fancy-dress-competition.html' title='FaNcY dReSs CoMpetItIoN'/><author><name>bluewhale</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z6_Qzfp6m8o/RfqeRt3xUZI/AAAAAAAAAOY/hz5KR4Lsmz4/s72-c/ShowLetter.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5576018194992139865.post-8466157076458334737</id><published>2007-03-14T04:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-19T23:57:33.652-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='short stories'/><title type='text'>people make mistakes..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z6_Qzfp6m8o/RffgIt3xUSI/AAAAAAAAANg/SulqeOwg9aY/s1600-h/h.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041744748221649186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z6_Qzfp6m8o/RffgIt3xUSI/AAAAAAAAANg/SulqeOwg9aY/s400/h.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;B E PATIENT&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This is a true story which happened in the States. A man came out of his home to admire his new truck. To his puzzlement, his three-year-old son was happily hammering dents into the shiny paint of the truck. The man ran to his son, knocked him away, hammered the little boy's hands into pulp as punishment. When the father calmed down, he rushed his son to the hospital. Although the doctor tried desperately to save the crushed bones, he finally had to amputate the fingers from both the boy's hands. When the boy woke up from the surgery &amp; saw his bandaged stubs, he innocently said, " Daddy,I'm sorry about your truck." Then he asked, "but when are my fingers going to grow back?" The father went home &amp;amp; committed suicide. Think about this story the next time someone steps on your feet or u wish to take revenge. Think first before u lose your patience with someone u love. Trucks can be repaired.. Broken bones &amp;amp; hurt feelings often can't. Too often we fail to recognize the difference between the person and the performance. We forget that forgiveness is greater than revenge. People make mistakes. We are allowed to make mistakes. But the actions we take while in a rage will haunt us forever.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5576018194992139865-8466157076458334737?l=zedus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zedus.blogspot.com/feeds/8466157076458334737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5576018194992139865&amp;postID=8466157076458334737' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5576018194992139865/posts/default/8466157076458334737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5576018194992139865/posts/default/8466157076458334737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zedus.blogspot.com/2007/03/people-make-mistakes.html' title='people make mistakes..'/><author><name>bluewhale</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z6_Qzfp6m8o/RffgIt3xUSI/AAAAAAAAANg/SulqeOwg9aY/s72-c/h.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5576018194992139865.post-1729836687437500442</id><published>2007-03-14T04:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-19T23:58:03.672-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='short stories'/><title type='text'>different people..different views..!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z6_Qzfp6m8o/Rfffnt3xURI/AAAAAAAAANY/g6AshDjDnk0/s1600-h/p.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041744181285966098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z6_Qzfp6m8o/Rfffnt3xURI/AAAAAAAAANY/g6AshDjDnk0/s400/p.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;P ERSONAL PERCEPTION&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Different people have different perception. One man's meat could be another man's poison. A couple bought a donkey from the market. On the way home,a boy commented, "Very stupid. Why neither of them ride on the donkey?"Upon hearing that, the husband let the wife ride on the donkey. He walked besides them. Later, an old man saw it and commented, "The husband is the head of family. How can the wife ride on the donkey while the husband is on foot?" Hearing this, the wife quickly got down and let the husband ride on the donkey. Further on the way home, they met an old Lady. She commented, "How can the man ride on the donkey but let the wife walk. He is no gentleman." The husband thus quickly asked the wife to join him on the donkey. Then, they met a young man. He commented, "Poor donkey, how can you hold up the weight of two persons. They are cruel to you." Hearing that, the husband and wife immediately climbed down from the donkey and carried it on their shoulders. It seems to be the only choice left. Later, on a narrow bridge, the donkey was frightened and struggled. They lost their balance and fell into the river. You can never have everyone praise you, nor will everyone condemn you. Never in the past, not at present, and never will be in the future. Thus, do not be too bothered by others words if our conscience is clear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5576018194992139865-1729836687437500442?l=zedus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zedus.blogspot.com/feeds/1729836687437500442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5576018194992139865&amp;postID=1729836687437500442' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5576018194992139865/posts/default/1729836687437500442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5576018194992139865/posts/default/1729836687437500442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zedus.blogspot.com/2007/03/different-peopledifferent-views.html' title='different people..different views..!'/><author><name>bluewhale</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z6_Qzfp6m8o/Rfffnt3xURI/AAAAAAAAANY/g6AshDjDnk0/s72-c/p.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5576018194992139865.post-8642241396960385905</id><published>2007-03-14T04:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-19T23:58:28.604-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='short stories'/><title type='text'>words can HURT..!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z6_Qzfp6m8o/Rffe3t3xUQI/AAAAAAAAANQ/dewtFa61bdM/s1600-h/e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041743356652245250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z6_Qzfp6m8o/Rffe3t3xUQI/AAAAAAAAANQ/dewtFa61bdM/s400/e.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000066;"&gt;R IGHT SPEECH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;There is a Chinese saying which carries the meaning that "A speech will either prosper or ruin a nation." Many relationships break off because of wrong speech. When a couple is too close with each other,we always forget mutual respect and courtesy. We may say anything without considering if it would hurt the other party. A friend and her millionaire husband visited their construction site. A worker who wore a helmet saw her and shouted,"Hi, Emily! Remember me? We used to date in the secondary school." On the way home, her millionaire husband teased her, "Luckily you married me.Otherwise you will be the wife of a construction worker." She answered ,"You should appreciate that you married me. Otherwise, he will be the millionaire and not you." Frequently exchanging these remarks plants the seed for a bad relationship. It's like a broken egg - cannot be reversed. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5576018194992139865-8642241396960385905?l=zedus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zedus.blogspot.com/feeds/8642241396960385905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5576018194992139865&amp;postID=8642241396960385905' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5576018194992139865/posts/default/8642241396960385905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5576018194992139865/posts/default/8642241396960385905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zedus.blogspot.com/2007/03/words-can-hurt.html' title='words can HURT..!'/><author><name>bluewhale</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z6_Qzfp6m8o/Rffe3t3xUQI/AAAAAAAAANQ/dewtFa61bdM/s72-c/e.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5576018194992139865.post-8284391811777307840</id><published>2007-03-14T04:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-19T23:58:51.495-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='short stories'/><title type='text'>/its not easty to change/</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z6_Qzfp6m8o/RffeJd3xUPI/AAAAAAAAANI/JgsqqQ3hQJA/s1600-h/c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041742562083295474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z6_Qzfp6m8o/RffeJd3xUPI/AAAAAAAAANI/JgsqqQ3hQJA/s400/c.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;N O OVERPOWERING&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Many relationships fail because one party tries to overpower another,or demands too much. People in love tend to think that love will conquer all and their spouses will change the bad habits after marriage. Actually, this is not the case. There is a Chinese saying which carries the meaning that "It is easier to reshape a mountain or a river than a person's character." It is not easy to change. Thus, having high expectation on changing the spouse character will cause disappointment and unpleasantness. It would be less painful to change ourselves and lower our expectations.. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5576018194992139865-8284391811777307840?l=zedus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zedus.blogspot.com/feeds/8284391811777307840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5576018194992139865&amp;postID=8284391811777307840' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5576018194992139865/posts/default/8284391811777307840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5576018194992139865/posts/default/8284391811777307840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zedus.blogspot.com/2007/03/its-not-easty-to-change.html' title='/its not easty to change/'/><author><name>bluewhale</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z6_Qzfp6m8o/RffeJd3xUPI/AAAAAAAAANI/JgsqqQ3hQJA/s72-c/c.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5576018194992139865.post-5173589007247478891</id><published>2007-03-14T04:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-19T23:59:18.255-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='short stories'/><title type='text'>creatin' perfect relationships'</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z6_Qzfp6m8o/RffdTN3xUOI/AAAAAAAAANA/y0MLH89iODM/s1600-h/sr.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041741630075392226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z6_Qzfp6m8o/RffdTN3xUOI/AAAAAAAAANA/y0MLH89iODM/s400/sr.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CREATING PERFECT RELATIONSHIPS?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A person visited the government matchmaker for marriage, SDU, and requested "I am looking for a spouse. Please help me to find a suitable one." The SDU officer said, "Your requirements, please." "Oh, good looking, polite, humorous , sporty, knowledgeable, good in singing and dancing. Willing to accompany me the whole day at home during my leisure hour, if I don't go out. Telling me interesting stories when I need companion for conversation and be silent when I want to rest." The officer listened carefully and replied, "I understand you need television." There is a saying that a perfect match can only be found between a blind wife and a deaf husband ,because the blind wife cannot see the faults of the husband and the deaf husband cannot hear the nagging of the wife. Many couples are blind and deaf at the courting stage and dream of perpetual perfect relationship. Unfortunately, when the excitement of love wears off, they wake up and discover that marriage is not a bed of roses. The nightmare begins.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5576018194992139865-5173589007247478891?l=zedus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zedus.blogspot.com/feeds/5173589007247478891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5576018194992139865&amp;postID=5173589007247478891' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5576018194992139865/posts/default/5173589007247478891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5576018194992139865/posts/default/5173589007247478891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zedus.blogspot.com/2007/03/creatin-perfect-relationships.html' title='creatin&apos; perfect relationships&apos;'/><author><name>bluewhale</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z6_Qzfp6m8o/RffdTN3xUOI/AAAAAAAAANA/y0MLH89iODM/s72-c/sr.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5576018194992139865.post-5562745502798700413</id><published>2007-03-14T04:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-19T23:59:37.765-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='short stories'/><title type='text'>NO pOINTING FINGERS..!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z6_Qzfp6m8o/Rffcnt3xUNI/AAAAAAAAAM4/JURdZhVPPKk/s1600-h/no.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041740882751082706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z6_Qzfp6m8o/Rffcnt3xUNI/AAAAAAAAAM4/JURdZhVPPKk/s400/no.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;N O POINTING FINGERS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#339999;"&gt;A man asked his father-in-law, "Many people praised you for a successful marriage. Could you please share with me your secret?" The father-in-law answered in a smile, "Never criticize your wife for her shortcomings or when she does something wrong. Always bear in mind that because of her shortcomings and weaknesses, she could not find a better husband thanyou." We all look forward to being loved and respected. Many people are afraid of losing face. Generally, when a person makes a mistake, he would look around to find a scapegoat to point the finger at. This is the start of a war. We should always remember that when we point one finger at a person, the other four fingers are pointing at ourselves. If we forgive the others, others will ignore our mistake too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5576018194992139865-5562745502798700413?l=zedus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zedus.blogspot.com/feeds/5562745502798700413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5576018194992139865&amp;postID=5562745502798700413' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5576018194992139865/posts/default/5562745502798700413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5576018194992139865/posts/default/5562745502798700413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zedus.blogspot.com/2007/03/no-pointing-fingers.html' title='NO pOINTING FINGERS..!'/><author><name>bluewhale</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z6_Qzfp6m8o/Rffcnt3xUNI/AAAAAAAAAM4/JURdZhVPPKk/s72-c/no.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5576018194992139865.post-1985833892705154284</id><published>2007-03-14T04:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-20T00:00:00.435-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='short stories'/><title type='text'>TRUST..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z6_Qzfp6m8o/RffcBt3xUMI/AAAAAAAAAMw/1N-4htSo1Ps/s1600-h/tr.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041740229916053698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z6_Qzfp6m8o/RffcBt3xUMI/AAAAAAAAAMw/1N-4htSo1Ps/s400/tr.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a title="Click here For More Mails - gurlz-group -" style="COLOR: rgb(0,51,102); TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="http://www.gurlzgroup.blogspot.com/" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;TRUST is a very important factor for all relationships. When trust is broken, it is the end of the relationship. Lack of trust leads to suspicion, suspicion generates anger, anger causes enmity and enmity may result in separation. A telephone operator told me that one day she received a phone call. She answered, "Public Utilities Board." There was silence. She repeated, "PUB." There was still no answer. When she was going to cut off the line, she Heard a lady's voice, "Oh, so this is PUB.Sorry, I got the number from my Husband's pocket but I&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;do not know whose number it is." Without mutual trust, just imagine what will happen to the couple if the telephone operator answered with just "hello" instead of "PUB".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5576018194992139865-1985833892705154284?l=zedus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zedus.blogspot.com/feeds/1985833892705154284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5576018194992139865&amp;postID=1985833892705154284' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5576018194992139865/posts/default/1985833892705154284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5576018194992139865/posts/default/1985833892705154284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zedus.blogspot.com/2007/03/trust.html' title='TRUST..'/><author><name>bluewhale</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z6_Qzfp6m8o/RffcBt3xUMI/AAAAAAAAAMw/1N-4htSo1Ps/s72-c/tr.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5576018194992139865.post-522369991520847746</id><published>2007-03-12T23:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-20T21:59:25.912-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cute pics'/><title type='text'>what'll happen if animals act in hollywood?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z6_Qzfp6m8o/RfZCvt3xULI/AAAAAAAAAMo/0k-jTK9Q6qQ/s1600-h/ar1"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041290220422647986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z6_Qzfp6m8o/RfZCvt3xULI/AAAAAAAAAMo/0k-jTK9Q6qQ/s400/ar1" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z6_Qzfp6m8o/RfZCmt3xUKI/AAAAAAAAAMg/K9bDxRRhiAI/s1600-h/ar2"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041290065803825314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z6_Qzfp6m8o/RfZCmt3xUKI/AAAAAAAAAMg/K9bDxRRhiAI/s400/ar2" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z6_Qzfp6m8o/RfZCgt3xUJI/AAAAAAAAAMY/Rg0UbtUFi3Q/s1600-h/ar3"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041289962724610194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z6_Qzfp6m8o/RfZCgt3xUJI/AAAAAAAAAMY/Rg0UbtUFi3Q/s400/ar3" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z6_Qzfp6m8o/RfZCaN3xUII/AAAAAAAAAMQ/0_8zCfeMxvs/s1600-h/ar4"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041289851055460482" style="DISPLAY: block; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z6_Qzfp6m8o/RfAQ4CP3axI/AAAAAAAAALQ/b_73ZHToAig/s400/ten.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z6_Qzfp6m8o/RfAQxCP3awI/AAAAAAAAALI/Zida659Zb8c/s1600-h/nine.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039546417630636802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z6_Qzfp6m8o/RfAQxCP3awI/AAAAAAAAALI/Zida659Zb8c/s400/nine.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z6_Qzfp6m8o/RfAQqiP3avI/AAAAAAAAALA/WnmCAl_GGeo/s1600-h/eight.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039546305961487090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z6_Qzfp6m8o/RfAQqiP3avI/AAAAAAAAALA/WnmCAl_GGeo/s400/eight.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z6_Qzfp6m8o/RfAQkyP3auI/AAAAAAAAAK4/sQ4ULmwvhJg/s1600-h/seven.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039546207177239266" style="DISPLAY: block; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z6_Qzfp6m8o/RfAQRyP3arI/AAAAAAAAAKg/lH4IzaQFtKE/s400/three.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z6_Qzfp6m8o/RfAQMSP3aqI/AAAAAAAAAKY/gMn4POrVUlk/s1600-h/TWO.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039545786270444194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z6_Qzfp6m8o/RfAQMSP3aqI/AAAAAAAAAKY/gMn4POrVUlk/s400/TWO.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z6_Qzfp6m8o/RfAQFiP3apI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/FxGGOAe58Ao/s1600-h/ONE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039545670306327186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z6_Qzfp6m8o/RfAQFiP3apI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/FxGGOAe58Ao/s400/ONE.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;AKSHARDHAM TEMPLE&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hi all, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;After 5 years of non-stop, round-the-clock construction, the massive and awesome Akshardham Temple Monument to World Peace was inaugurated. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Akshardham Temple in New Delhi, India, constructed by the BAPS foundation -- the builders of the various Swaminaryan Temples across the world, is truely a modern day Wonder of the World. It is one of the biggest and most intricate religious places of worship ever constructed. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Combining several completely different and contrasting architectural styles of Hindu temple architecture of northern India -- Rajasthani, Orrisan, Gujarati, Mughal and Jain -- the Akshardham Monument is entirely constructed of marble and the red-sandstone that Delhi is famous for, and that so many of her monuments are constructed of. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It was completed in only 5 years a world record of sorts. So after years of waiting, the Temple was opened to the public -- and to photographers. Below is the New Delhi Akshardham Complex as seen through the eyes of a BAPS photographer. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;At its inaguration, it is widely being heralded as one of the greatest monuments India has ever produced. I hope you enjoy viewing this architectual marvel as much as I enjoyed having the honor presenting it. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Monument of Akshardham&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Akshardham monument, built without steel, is entirely composed of sandstone and marble. It consists of 234 ornately carved pillars, 9 ornate domes, 20 quadrangled shikhars, a spectacular Gajendra Pith (plinth of stone elephants) and 20,000 murtis and statues of India 's great sadhus, devotees, acharyas and divine personalities.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The monument is a fusion of several architectural styles of pink stone and pure white marble. Pink stone symbolizes bhakti (devotion) in eternal bloom and white marble of absolute purity and eternal peace.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The monument was built after over 300 million man hours of services rendered by 11,000 volunteers, sadhus and artisans. It is the one of the wonders of the modern world, and the wonders of modern India .&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5576018194992139865-6511226068645110081?l=zedus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zedus.blogspot.com/feeds/6511226068645110081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5576018194992139865&amp;postID=6511226068645110081' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5576018194992139865/posts/default/6511226068645110081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5576018194992139865/posts/default/6511226068645110081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zedus.blogspot.com/2007/03/akshardham-templeamazing-monument.html' title='Akshardham Temple....amazing monument!!!!!!'/><author><name>bluewhale</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z6_Qzfp6m8o/RfAQ4CP3axI/AAAAAAAAALQ/b_73ZHToAig/s72-c/ten.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5576018194992139865.post-201434831308559048</id><published>2007-03-08T04:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-20T21:58:21.908-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love rules'/><title type='text'>pOiNtS 4 mEn..(u gotta read this)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z6_Qzfp6m8o/RfALcSP3ajI/AAAAAAAAAJg/pOBiVRajRig/s1600-h/112.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039540563590212146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z6_Qzfp6m8o/RfALcSP3ajI/AAAAAAAAAJg/pOBiVRajRig/s400/112.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;In the world of romance, one single rule applies to men:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make the woman happy. Do something she likes, and you get points.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do something she dislikes and points are subtracted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't get any points for doing something she expects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry, that's the way the game is played.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a guide to the point system:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SIMPLE DUTIES&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You make the bed (+1)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You make the bed, but forget the decorative pillow (0)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You throw the bedspread over rumpled sheets (-1)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You go out to buy her what she wants (+5) In the rain (+8) But return&lt;br /&gt;with&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beer (-5)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You check out a suspicious noise at night (0)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You check out a suspicious noise, and it is nothing (0)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You check out a suspicious noise and it is something (+5)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You pummel it with iron rod (+10)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's her pet (-10)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;SOCIAL ENGAGEMENTS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You stay by her side the entire party (0)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You stay by her side for a while, then leave to chat with a college&lt;br /&gt;buddy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(-2)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Named Rita (-4)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rita is a dancer (-6)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rita is single and is really beautiful (-80)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;HER BIRTHDAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You forget her birthday (-50000)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You take her out to dinner (0)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You take her out to dinner and it's not a sports bar (+1)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, it's a sports bar (-2)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it's all-you-can-eat night (-3)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a sports bar, it's all-you-can-eat night, and your face is painted&lt;br /&gt;the&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;colours of your favourite team (-10)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;A NIGHT OUT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You take her to a movie (+2)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You take her to a movie she likes (+4)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You take her to a movie you hate (+6)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You take her to a movie you like (-2)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's called 'DeathCop' (-3)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You lied and said it was a foreign film about orphans (-15)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;ENJOY THE 'BIG' QUESTION&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She asks, "Do I look fat?" (-5) [Yes, you LOSE points no matter WHAT]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You hesitate in responding (-10)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You reply, "Where?" (-35)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any other response (-20)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;COMMUNICATION&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When she wants to talk about a problem , you listen, displaying what&lt;br /&gt;looks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like a concerned __expression (0)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You listen, for over 30 minutes (+50)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You listen for more than 30 minutes without looking at the TV (+500)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She realizes this is because you have fallen asleep (-10000)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now what chance do you have???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make the poor fellas read this for info &amp;amp; also ask the gals – to increase some points…..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5576018194992139865-201434831308559048?l=zedus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zedus.blogspot.com/feeds/201434831308559048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5576018194992139865&amp;postID=201434831308559048' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5576018194992139865/posts/default/201434831308559048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5576018194992139865/posts/default/201434831308559048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zedus.blogspot.com/2007/03/points-4-menu-gotta-read-this.html' title='pOiNtS 4 mEn..(u gotta read this)'/><author><name>bluewhale</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z6_Qzfp6m8o/RfALcSP3ajI/AAAAAAAAAJg/pOBiVRajRig/s72-c/112.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5576018194992139865.post-5506737716311114584</id><published>2007-03-06T22:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-20T21:57:59.826-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crap'/><title type='text'>ur boss is an asshole!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z6_Qzfp6m8o/Re5io4t1Q2I/AAAAAAAAAJY/bS1Rr6BdgiA/s1600-h/ass.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039073487633072994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z6_Qzfp6m8o/Re5io4t1Q2I/AAAAAAAAAJY/bS1Rr6BdgiA/s400/ass.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When the body was first made, all the parts wanted to be Boss. The brain said, "I should be Boss because I control the whole body'sresponses and functions." The feet said, " We should be Boss as we carry the brain about and get him to where he wants to go." The hands said, "We should be the Boss because we do all the work and earn the money." And so it went on and on with the heart, the lungs and theeyes until finally the asshole spoke up. All the parts laughed at the idea of the asshole being the Boss. So the asshole went on strike,blocked itself up and refused to work. Within a short time the eyes became crossed, the hands clenched, the feet witched, the heart andlungs began to panic and the brain fevered. Eventually they all decided that the asshole should be the Boss, so the motion was passed.All the other parts did all the work while the Boss just sat and passed out the shit! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Management Lesson: You don't need brains to be a Boss - any asshole will do. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5576018194992139865-5506737716311114584?l=zedus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zedus.blogspot.com/feeds/5506737716311114584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5576018194992139865&amp;postID=5506737716311114584' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5576018194992139865/posts/default/5506737716311114584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5576018194992139865/posts/default/5506737716311114584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zedus.blogspot.com/2007/03/ur-boss-is-asshole.html' title='ur boss is an asshole!'/><author><name>bluewhale</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z6_Qzfp6m8o/Re5io4t1Q2I/AAAAAAAAAJY/bS1Rr6BdgiA/s72-c/ass.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5576018194992139865.post-7227788165920169380</id><published>2007-03-06T21:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-20T21:57:34.175-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poems'/><title type='text'>dream.........</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z6_Qzfp6m8o/Re5Qs4t1Q1I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/fHjUnSvq8xI/s1600-h/dream.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039053765143249746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z6_Qzfp6m8o/Re5Qs4t1Q1I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/fHjUnSvq8xI/s400/dream.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dream........ ...makes all things possible&lt;br /&gt;Hope........ ......makes all things work&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Love ...............makes all things beautiful&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Smile................makes all above work possible &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.groups.yahoo.com/group/Higher_Ryan/join" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dream...And as you dream,Remember...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;That only you can make&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your dreams come true.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Reach... And as you reach,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Remember that...Success takes time,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Devotion,And sometimes a little&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Disappointment.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Believe...And as you believe,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You will find&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Reaching gets easier,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Setbacks get&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;More manageable,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Life becomes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;More meaningful.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;There's a wonderful dream&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Waiting just for you...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I know you can make it come true.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Have a Great Day Ahead!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5576018194992139865-7227788165920169380?l=zedus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zedus.blogspot.com/feeds/7227788165920169380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5576018194992139865&amp;postID=7227788165920169380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5576018194992139865/posts/default/7227788165920169380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5576018194992139865/posts/default/7227788165920169380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zedus.blogspot.com/2007/03/dream.html' title='dream.........'/><author><name>bluewhale</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z6_Qzfp6m8o/Re5Qs4t1Q1I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/fHjUnSvq8xI/s72-c/dream.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5576018194992139865.post-9086943382857559185</id><published>2007-03-06T21:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-20T21:57:16.847-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love rules'/><title type='text'>if u love someone set him free</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z6_Qzfp6m8o/Re5OQIt1Q0I/AAAAAAAAAJI/A5M83HM_9qI/s1600-h/cupid.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039051072198755138" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z6_Qzfp6m8o/Re5OQIt1Q0I/AAAAAAAAAJI/A5M83HM_9qI/s320/cupid.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;THE ORIGINAL QUOTE&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;If you love someone, Set her free... If she comes back, she's yours, If she doesn't, she never was.... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;THE NEW VERSIONS ARE .....&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Pessimist:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;If you love someone, Set her free ... If she ever comes back, she's yours, If she doesn't, as expected, she never was&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Optimist:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;If you love someone, Set her free ... Don't worry, she will come back. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Suspicious:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;If you love someone, Set her free ... If she ever comes back, ask her why. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Impatient:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;If you love someone, Set her free ... If she doesn't come back within some time forget her. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Patient:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;If you love someone, Set her free ..... If she doesn't come back, continue to wait until she comes back ... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Playful:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;If you love someone, Set her free ... If she comes back, and if you love her still, set her free again, repeat ......&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;C++ Programmer:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;if(you-love(m_she)) m_she.free() if(m_she == NULL) m_she = new CShe; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Animal-Rights Activist:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;If you love someone, Set her free, In fact, all living creatures deserve to be free!! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Lawyers:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;If you love someone, Set her free, Clause 1a of Paragraph 13a-1 in the Second Amendment of the Matrimonial Freedom &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Biologist :&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;If you love someone, Set her free, She'll evolve. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Statisticians :&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;If you love someone, Set her free, If she loves you, the probability of her coming back is high If she doesn't, your relation was improbable anyway. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Schwarzenegger's fans:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;If you love someone, Set her free, SHE'LL BE BACK! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Over possessive person :&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;If you love someone don't set her free.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;MBA :&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;If you love someone set her free instantaneously and look for others simultaneously &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Psychologist :&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;If you love someone set her free If she comes back her super ego is dominant If she doesn't come back her id is supreme If she doesn't go, she must be crazy. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Somnabulist :&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;If you love someone set her free If she comes back it's a nightmare If she doesn't, you must be dreaming.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;ERP functional expert :&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;If you love someone set her free If she comes back, map her into your system If she doesn't, carry out a gap-fit analysis&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Finance expert :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;If you love someone set her free If she comes back, its time to look for fresh loans If she doesn't, write her off as an asset gone bad.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Marketing Specialist :&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;If you love someone set her free If she comes back she has brand loyalty If she doesn't, reposition the brand in new&lt;/em&gt; market.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Leena says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;If you love someone,set him free.&lt;br /&gt;If he comes back,set him on fire.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5576018194992139865-9086943382857559185?l=zedus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zedus.blogspot.com/feeds/9086943382857559185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5576018194992139865&amp;postID=9086943382857559185' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5576018194992139865/posts/default/9086943382857559185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5576018194992139865/posts/default/9086943382857559185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zedus.blogspot.com/2007/03/original-quote-if-you-love-someone-set.html' title='if u love someone set him free'/><author><name>bluewhale</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z6_Qzfp6m8o/Re5OQIt1Q0I/AAAAAAAAAJI/A5M83HM_9qI/s72-c/cupid.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5576018194992139865.post-7302253429854478248</id><published>2007-03-06T20:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-20T21:56:50.375-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poems'/><title type='text'>..........I hate U</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z6_Qzfp6m8o/Re5JPYt1QzI/AAAAAAAAAJA/cTJID04xXVg/s1600-h/rt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039045561755714354" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z6_Qzfp6m8o/Re5JPYt1QzI/AAAAAAAAAJA/cTJID04xXVg/s400/rt.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I hate you,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for you had the words,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that pierced me like a sword,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not to hurt but to impress,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;I hate you,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For your voice had a sweetness,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hard to keep was our distance,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gone was all my abstinence,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I hate you,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For you had the looks,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unknowingly, down in my books,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought, wish it was you,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I hate you,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for you kept faith on me,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mattered most was that and to me,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deep down, you are my first ..........&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I hate you,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For you made me wait,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait for your call,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Call to meet you again,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Again, I hate you,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For you created an absence,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An Absence, not anyone could fill,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for once, I felt, in me , an emptiness,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I hate you,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For not filling my emptiness,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you might well blame me,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I can, is transfer it to time,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;I cannot hate you,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For being so very transparent,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Letting me know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as to life treats you how,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;I cannot hate you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For once, you made me acknowledge,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my trueself, not to all, but to you,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;much before that, I guess, you know me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I like you,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the time we had spent,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many may call it golden,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To me, more precious are them,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Reasons, I hated you were many,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reasons, I couldn't were some,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reasons, I liked you were few,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reasons, I have , none, to say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;" I LOVE YOU "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5576018194992139865-7302253429854478248?l=zedus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zedus.blogspot.com/feeds/7302253429854478248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5576018194992139865&amp;postID=7302253429854478248' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5576018194992139865/posts/default/7302253429854478248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5576018194992139865/posts/default/7302253429854478248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zedus.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-hate-u.html' title='..........I hate U'/><author><name>bluewhale</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z6_Qzfp6m8o/Re5JPYt1QzI/AAAAAAAAAJA/cTJID04xXVg/s72-c/rt.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5576018194992139865.post-1578369921266275958</id><published>2007-03-02T05:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-20T21:56:27.955-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love rules'/><title type='text'>DO'S N DONT'S OF LOVE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z6_Qzfp6m8o/Re5FeIt1QyI/AAAAAAAAAI4/rPGiUrIBTsI/s1600-h/CABWDBZ0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039041417112273698" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z6_Qzfp6m8o/Re5FeIt1QyI/AAAAAAAAAI4/rPGiUrIBTsI/s400/CABWDBZ0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z6_Qzfp6m8o/Regk161-_8I/AAAAAAAAAIs/ewnXkdfihYE/s1600-h/image005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037316691961249730" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z6_Qzfp6m8o/Regk161-_8I/AAAAAAAAAIs/ewnXkdfihYE/s400/image005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DO's &amp;amp; DON'Ts OF LOVE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;(ON PATH OF LOVE)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;DO's:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;1. Make your partner feel comfortable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;2. Keep the conversation flows going.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;3. Be an interesting date.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;4. Laugh at their jokes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;5. Be on time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;6. Be yourself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;7. Talk about their interests also.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;8. Be romantic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;9. Be confident.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;10. Show respect to your partner's wishes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;DONT's:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Talk about yourself all time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;2. Be late.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;3. Talk about your ex relationships.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;4. Eat with your mouth open.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;5. Try to be something you are not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;6. Show disrespect for your partner or their beliefs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;7. Forget to thank them for the time spend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;8. Pursue sex after your partner has said no. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;9. Propose marriage n kids.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;10. Ask too many questions&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5576018194992139865-1578369921266275958?l=zedus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zedus.blogspot.com/feeds/1578369921266275958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5576018194992139865&amp;postID=1578369921266275958' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5576018194992139865/posts/default/1578369921266275958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5576018194992139865/posts/default/1578369921266275958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zedus.blogspot.com/2007/03/dos-n-donts-of-love.html' title='DO&apos;S N DONT&apos;S OF LOVE'/><author><name>bluewhale</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z6_Qzfp6m8o/Re5FeIt1QyI/AAAAAAAAAI4/rPGiUrIBTsI/s72-c/CABWDBZ0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5576018194992139865.post-4934318905128184533</id><published>2007-03-02T04:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-20T21:56:08.919-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wallpapers'/><title type='text'>sOmE pRiNcIpLes Of My LifE...!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z6_Qzfp6m8o/RegX4a1-_7I/AAAAAAAAAHc/B2aicbgy8JM/s1600-h/CAINWXMJ.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037302441259761586" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z6_Qzfp6m8o/RegX4a1-_7I/AAAAAAAAAHc/B2aicbgy8JM/s400/CAINWXMJ.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z6_Qzfp6m8o/RegXyq1-_6I/AAAAAAAAAHU/yVBogzv_ZsE/s1600-h/CAM58RCZ.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037302342475513762" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z6_Qzfp6m8o/RegXyq1-_6I/AAAAAAAAAHU/yVBogzv_ZsE/s400/CAM58RCZ.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z6_Qzfp6m8o/RegXra1-_5I/AAAAAAAAAHM/QmwohrvcJoQ/s1600-h/CAYVK1EV.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037302217921462162" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z6_Qzfp6m8o/RegXra1-_5I/AAAAAAAAAHM/QmwohrvcJoQ/s400/CAYVK1EV.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z6_Qzfp6m8o/RegXla1-_4I/AAAAAAAAAHE/MbLUe73t8ts/s1600-h/CAMVA5X3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img 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src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z6_Qzfp6m8o/RegWvq1-_vI/AAAAAAAAAF8/OriOHCSWikU/s400/CA9RRKG5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z6_Qzfp6m8o/RegWn61-_uI/AAAAAAAAAF0/wMvU1fwrEa4/s1600-h/CA4L2NGX.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037301058280292066" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z6_Qzfp6m8o/RegWn61-_uI/AAAAAAAAAF0/wMvU1fwrEa4/s400/CA4L2NGX.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z6_Qzfp6m8o/RegWhq1-_tI/AAAAAAAAAFs/ndZFkQLp3oQ/s1600-h/CA1TZXGD.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037300950906109650" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z6_Qzfp6m8o/RegWhq1-_tI/AAAAAAAAAFs/ndZFkQLp3oQ/s400/CA1TZXGD.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z6_Qzfp6m8o/RegWc61-_sI/AAAAAAAAAFk/hV5Ps2zv8po/s1600-h/CA0Z3JY8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037300869301731010" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z6_Qzfp6m8o/RegWc61-_sI/AAAAAAAAAFk/hV5Ps2zv8po/s400/CA0Z3JY8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z6_Qzfp6m8o/RegWVq1-_rI/AAAAAAAAAFc/-txurdd_o2U/s1600-h/CA7W9JJZ.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037300744747679410" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z6_Qzfp6m8o/RegWVq1-_rI/AAAAAAAAAFc/-txurdd_o2U/s400/CA7W9JJZ.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z6_Qzfp6m8o/RegWPq1-_qI/AAAAAAAAAFU/9YN9bbmXihw/s1600-h/CA2BWXIF.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037300641668464290" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z6_Qzfp6m8o/RegWPq1-_qI/AAAAAAAAAFU/9YN9bbmXihw/s400/CA2BWXIF.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5576018194992139865-4934318905128184533?l=zedus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zedus.blogspot.com/feeds/4934318905128184533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5576018194992139865&amp;postID=4934318905128184533' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5576018194992139865/posts/default/4934318905128184533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5576018194992139865/posts/default/4934318905128184533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zedus.blogspot.com/2007/03/some-principles-of-my-life.html' title='sOmE pRiNcIpLes Of My LifE...!!!!'/><author><name>bluewhale</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z6_Qzfp6m8o/RegX4a1-_7I/AAAAAAAAAHc/B2aicbgy8JM/s72-c/CAINWXMJ.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5576018194992139865.post-8198619873560386161</id><published>2007-03-02T03:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-20T21:55:38.232-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cute pics'/><title type='text'>BEST POSITIONS IN BED!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z6_Qzfp6m8o/RegTdK1-_pI/AAAAAAAAAE8/AOZJgwfyOHE/s1600-h/CAPXBB7B.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037297575061814930" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z6_Qzfp6m8o/RegTdK1-_pI/AAAAAAAAAE8/AOZJgwfyOHE/s400/CAPXBB7B.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z6_Qzfp6m8o/RegTXq1-_oI/AAAAAAAAAE0/n7K1wsYIHrg/s1600-h/CAQFGTUN.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037297480572534402" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z6_Qzfp6m8o/RegTXq1-_oI/AAAAAAAAAE0/n7K1wsYIHrg/s400/CAQFGTUN.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z6_Qzfp6m8o/RegTRa1-_nI/AAAAAAAAAEs/q0IzhMI7qP0/s1600-h/CASPKNW3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037297373198351986" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z6_Qzfp6m8o/RegTRa1-_nI/AAAAAAAAAEs/q0IzhMI7qP0/s400/CASPKNW3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z6_Qzfp6m8o/RegTH61-_mI/AAAAAAAAAEk/q84SS2e88d4/s1600-h/CADWKNHH.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037297209989594722" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z6_Qzfp6m8o/RegTH61-_mI/AAAAAAAAAEk/q84SS2e88d4/s400/CADWKNHH.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;BEST POSITIONS IN BED!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And you thought it was going to be dirty.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Get your mind out of the GUTTER.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5576018194992139865-8198619873560386161?l=zedus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zedus.blogspot.com/feeds/8198619873560386161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5576018194992139865&amp;postID=8198619873560386161' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5576018194992139865/posts/default/8198619873560386161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5576018194992139865/posts/default/8198619873560386161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zedus.blogspot.com/2007/03/best-positions-in-bed.html' title='BEST POSITIONS IN BED!'/><author><name>bluewhale</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z6_Qzfp6m8o/RegTdK1-_pI/AAAAAAAAAE8/AOZJgwfyOHE/s72-c/CAPXBB7B.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5576018194992139865.post-2876900752895610482</id><published>2007-02-27T03:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-20T21:55:18.127-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cute pics'/><title type='text'>SO CUTE !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z6_Qzfp6m8o/ReQXF4r23MI/AAAAAAAAADo/0rPYE7CgF7M/s1600-h/CAZ5RB6G.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036175673190177986" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z6_Qzfp6m8o/ReQXF4r23MI/AAAAAAAAADo/0rPYE7CgF7M/s400/CAZ5RB6G.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z6_Qzfp6m8o/ReQWeIr23LI/AAAAAAAAADg/C7t5-ceo3Qw/s1600-h/CAVGDVN8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036174990290377906" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z6_Qzfp6m8o/ReQWeIr23LI/AAAAAAAAADg/C7t5-ceo3Qw/s400/CAVGDVN8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z6_Qzfp6m8o/ReQWKIr23KI/AAAAAAAAADY/627laReWOXo/s1600-h/CATNL5OM.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036174646692994210" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z6_Qzfp6m8o/ReQWKIr23KI/AAAAAAAAADY/627laReWOXo/s400/CATNL5OM.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z6_Qzfp6m8o/ReQWCor23JI/AAAAAAAAADQ/hjE659Un4Lw/s1600-h/CAQZGTY7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036174517843975314" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z6_Qzfp6m8o/ReQWCor23JI/AAAAAAAAADQ/hjE659Un4Lw/s400/CAQZGTY7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z6_Qzfp6m8o/ReQV9Ir23II/AAAAAAAAADI/yn6LFjU_MA0/s1600-h/CAMFKHAL.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036174423354694786" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z6_Qzfp6m8o/ReQV9Ir23II/AAAAAAAAADI/yn6LFjU_MA0/s400/CAMFKHAL.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z6_Qzfp6m8o/ReQVf4r23HI/AAAAAAAAADA/EffViZd8C8g/s1600-h/CAJN9H15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036173920843521138" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z6_Qzfp6m8o/ReQVf4r23HI/AAAAAAAAADA/EffViZd8C8g/s400/CAJN9H15.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5576018194992139865/posts/default/2876900752895610482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5576018194992139865/posts/default/2876900752895610482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zedus.blogspot.com/2007/02/blog-post.html' title='SO CUTE !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>bluewhale</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z6_Qzfp6m8o/ReQXF4r23MI/AAAAAAAAADo/0rPYE7CgF7M/s72-c/CAZ5RB6G.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5576018194992139865.post-3305567203453963977</id><published>2007-02-26T23:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-20T21:54:54.646-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='career'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="TEXT-DECORATION: none;color:#6a2e2e;" _extended="true" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6 'soft' skills you need for success&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Are technical/ job-related skills enough?Technical and job-related skills are a must, but they are NOT sufficient when it comes to progressing up the ladder. With the traditional paternalistic style of leadership becoming passé, professional managers expect their teams to be proactive and communicate openly. "Soft skills are very important in business. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;It is essential to be technically sound, but one should also have the ability to convey the idea to the masses in the simplest possible manner.With the boom in outsourcing taking root across industries, many professionals and subject matter experts directly deal with their clients on a regular basis. Their approachability and people skills are what ultimately sustain the contract their employers have bagged. Planning is necessary but execution is also equally important. And it takes soft skills to execute any idea because it involves dealing with people directly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;6 soft skills for every hard-nosed professional:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Behavioural training experts say there are several soft skills are required in these circumstances. Some of them include:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;i. Interpersonal skills&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;ii. Team spirit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;iii. Social grace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;iv. Business etiquette&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;v. Negotiation skills &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;vi. Behavioural traits such as attitude, motivation and time management &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Do you have these? If your answer is yes, good for you.But if your answer is no, then you know it is time to approach either a training organisation or a training consultant. Will formal training enhance your soft skills?There is a lot of argument in the industry as to whether it is possible to enhance soft skills in a few hours of training, especially when one considers the fact that a person has lived with those traits all his life. To this, the answer is harsh but real -- a professional who wants to do well in his/ her career does not really have a choice. In the initial years of your career, your technical abilities are important to get good assignments. However, when it comes to growing in an organisation, it is your personality that matters, more so in large organisations where several people with similar technical expertise will compete for a promotion. Training on soft skills becomes all the more relevant in a country like India where the education system does not delve into personality development. Soft skills training is essential because we do not have it in our academic curricula. Therefore, corporate houses have to take up the task of grooming employees who are the link between the company and the external world, so that they are able to present themselves better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Be your own trainer!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;While organisations are definitely investing in augmenting their staff's people skills, here are some inputs for professionals and students who would like to initiate the process themselves:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;i. Be a part of team activities.It could be either as a part of your church choir, or an NGO, or your local youth circle.Observe your own behaviour in the group and how you relate to others.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;ii. Ask family members or close friends to write down your best and worst traits.Ideally, have at least four to five people do this for you. Evaluate the common traits all of them have mentioned. Thus, you can be aware of your strengths and work improving your weaknesses.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;iii. How well do you manage your time?Think. Can you do more in life? Or is your day too crammed with activities? Effective time management is very essential in the corporate world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;iv. Introspect on how you react to feedback. In organisations, people skills mostly come into the picture when there is feedback given -- be it for an idea, an executed project or a presentation.You are judged by the way you respond to feedback. Do you get defensive? Do you insist you were right?Do you meekly accept criticism? Remember, people tend to be judged and stereotyped according to their responses. You will, too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;v. How good are you at critiquing? While responding to feedback is one side of the coin, giving feedback is the other side. Are you aggressive? Pessimistic? Do you believe in constructive criticism? Or prefer to be the yes-man?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;vi. Live consciously&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Any organisation is manned by people, therefore soft skills are all about how you deal with people and present yourself. Though it may be easier said than done, soft skills can be enhanced simply by being aware of oneself and living consciously.--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10 mantras to boost your professional worth&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;If you think the outsourcing revolution means you are destined to pick up phones forever, think again. The future of outsourcing is already here, and it's not Business Process Outsourcing(BPO), but Knowledge Process Outsourcing(KPO). In the spotlight: KPOs.............BPOs and call centres have unlocked new fields of opportunity for the young. But the newer, faster growing job wave comes from Knowledge Process Outsourcing. KPO is outsourcing work, but the requirements are more specific. The job profiles are less repetitive/ mechanical and demand specific technical knowledge that must be combined with elements such as imagination, creativity, strategy and global corporate etiquette. These jobs are mentally stimulating and tend to pay than typical BPO work. KPOs encompass sectors such as medicine, IT, law, biotechnology, education, analytics, design and animation, research and development and intelligence services. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;A recent example is the fact that entire airplane navigation systems are being designed offshore in India. This is just the beginning. Research shows the KPO industry is expected to reach US$ 17 billion by 2010. The question that immediately comes to mind is: how much of the pie will India really get?The global scenario: Currently, our competition includes various nations in Eastern Europe, China and other Asian countries. According to a recent report by McKinsey &amp; Co, only 25 percent of our engineers are 'suitable' to work in a multinational corporation. Compare this with the fact that 50 percent of the engineers in Poland and Hungary are 'suitable' for the same jobs. Our figures are even more depressing in other categories: for example, 'suitable' finance/ accounting and life science graduates are a mere 15 percentAre you 'suitable'? What makes a graduate 'suitable' to work in a world-class company? Where are we falling short?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Believe it or not, it has nothing to do with our technical skills or work ethics. The problem is language proficiency and corporate etiquette -- the soft skills required to be an 'anywhere' worker in the new global economy. Sadly, our education system fails to equip us as far as this is concerned. So, if you want to be a player in the new global economy, you must take your future -- and your training -- in your own hands; opportunities are available only to those willing to groom themselves to join the truly global workforce. How to embrace global opportunities: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Boost your worth in the global job market by paying attention to these 10 areas. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;i. Ability to market yourself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;This starts with how concise, well-formatted, well-versed and tailored your CVs and cover letters are. Beyond this, the ability to interview well, cold-call recruiters and follow-up are essential. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;ii. Presentation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Knowing how to put together a basic Power Point presentation with relevant and structured content is vital. Additionally, any business executive should be able to deliver content quickly and powerfully while speaking to a group of his peers and superiors.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;iii. English language&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Speaking without grammatical mistakes is imperative. Improving language skills is difficult and time-consuming, but can be accomplished through books, classes and self-help. Read as much as you can.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;iv. Interpersonal skills&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Listening (not just hearing), combined with the ability to build interesting conversations, is crucial in the business world. Client interaction and networking depend heavily on how much other people enjoy speaking with you. Intonation (how much feeling and rhythm you put into your voice) and pronunciation (how well articulated your sounds are) factor heavily herev. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;v.Phone etiquette&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Yes, as basic as this sounds, the way you answer your phone tells a caller just how professional you really are.When at work, calls should be picked up by introducing yourself. When you call someone and reach their voice mail, leave an organised message detailing why you called, your name and your telephone number. Refrain from calling clients from a mobile phone when in a noisy place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;vi. Diction&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Whether the conversation is taking place on the phone, or face-to-face, it is important you use professional language. Read business newspapers and industry-specific material so you become savvy with the jargon used in your field.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;vii. E-mail etiquette&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;There is no reason why professional standards should be abandoned just because a message is electronic.Pay attention to grammar, spell-check your work, don't skip salutations, introduce attachments and use professional language when sending out work e-mails (even to people you know well).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;viii. Dress codes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;To be a credible businessperson, you have to look like one. Men should wear collared shirts with an undershirt. Button your shirt all the way, wear simple belts, stick to dark-coloured slacks and dark-coloured shoes. Women who wear Western clothes should opt for skirts that fall below the knee, collared shirts/ blouses and close-toed shoesix. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;ix.Handshakes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Don't hesitate to shake hands. Initiating a handshake is an indication of your confidence level. Remember to keep your handshake firm.If you are a woman and want to be taken seriously, don't hesitate to shake hands with the same confidence and authority as your male peers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;x. Business card etiquette&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Always take your business cards with you when going for a meeting or conference. When presenting your card to someone, keep the print facing the recipient, so he/she will not have to turn it around to read it. When you receive a card, take a second to look at it as the card is representative of the person. Don't pass your card around like it is a flier. Refrain from forcing someone to take your card, especially a senior executive. It is far better to wait for him/ her to ask for it.Countries like the United States and some of the European nations that already outsource heavily are shifting towards countries where the labour force is of a 'higher quality' (such as Poland, Hungary the Czech Republic and Russia) as opposed to countries with a labour force of a 'higher quantity' (such as India and China). We don't have time to wait for our educational system to improve or for more corporations to work with universities and create exposure for students through internship programmes. Those who want to do well professionally must take their careers in their own hands. The global economy is hiring, and the choice is yours as to which side of the statistic you want to be part of. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;So, are you 'suitable' or are you 'unsuitable'?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5576018194992139865-3305567203453963977?l=zedus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zedus.blogspot.com/feeds/3305567203453963977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5576018194992139865&amp;postID=3305567203453963977' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5576018194992139865/posts/default/3305567203453963977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5576018194992139865/posts/default/3305567203453963977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zedus.blogspot.com/2007/02/6-soft-skills-you-need-for-success-are.html' title=''/><author><name>bluewhale</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5576018194992139865.post-796734601641318945</id><published>2007-02-26T04:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-20T21:54:31.356-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love rules'/><title type='text'>LOVE RULES'</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z6_Qzfp6m8o/ReLYrIr22_I/AAAAAAAAAB0/2v002s6s7FY/s1600-h/8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035825568931044338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z6_Qzfp6m8o/ReLYrIr22_I/AAAAAAAAAB0/2v002s6s7FY/s320/8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;========== Love Rules ==========&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;The first rule in Love is that you can't fall in love with someone you don't fancy. You find someone intellectually stimulating, interesting, kind and warm. In fact, you love being with him, but... his teeth stick out. Or he's shorter than you. Honestly - do you still fancy him? Which brings us to the second basic law of human chemistry: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;A relationship with someone considerably more attractive than you is doomed to failure. Squeal and shout. Protest all you like. But when it comes to finding a lifelong partner, most people end up with someone roughly in the same category as themselves on the looks and charm scale. To put it crudely, if you're about a six on a scale of 10, I'll bet good money that your partner's some where between a 5 and a 7. Forget all the drama. When a relationship comes to an end, it's not some bizarre and arbitrary phenomenon, some inexplicable occurrence; it's the inevitable and logical working out of a mathematical equation where X always liked Y more than Y liked X. Why was that? Because X was a six and Y was a nine, that's why. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Stage one: the first spark ==================&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Your eyes meet across a crowded room. Something happens and your life changes forever. It all begins with a tiny spark - an invisible chemical attraction that draws two people together. You could have a strange feeling that you have known that person before. Or you can feel totally comfortable or at ease with that person. Connection can occur on several different levels, often at the same time; mentally, when two minds "click", emotionally, when two personalities are "simpatico," or spiritually, when two souls vibrate at the same frequency. You know it when it happens. But!! A strong connection is not the same thing as being in love, nor does it automatically mean you are meant for each other. Connection is important between any two people who want to pursue a relationship, but it is only the first step. You can connect with many people over the course of your lifetime, but it is only by following through on the rest of the steps that you can know if this is truly the love of your life. So, wait and look ...hard and fast ...before you leap! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Stage two: getting to know you =====================&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Now comes the "getting to know you" phase. You slowly begin to get to know the other person. You reveal your personal histories and share stories. With each new piece of information, layers are peeled back, and you draw closer to each other's core essence. This stage is very important because this is when you find out the information you will need to assess whether your new partner will ultimately be compatible with you. If this stage is rushed or overlooked, you may find yourself with someone whom you either do not really know or who is not right for you. In the midst of learning all the wonderful new things about your partner and the exhilaration of revealing your innermost thoughts, it can be a challenge to proceed with your eyes open and your antennae tuned. Though it may be tempting to keep the rose-coloured glasses firmly in place so as to not burst your bubble of happiness, peek over the rims of those glasses often to keep at least one eye on reality. Use this stage as an opportunity to explore your potential partner, both inside and out. Ask questions, and really listen to the answers. Ask about the basics. Where does he live? What does he do for a living? What does he do for fun? Does he have any pets? About his family...are they close? Ask about his preferences, his past, his hopes and goals. The answers will help you paint a complete picture of who this person is and how he got to be that way. Watch how he communicates and treats people - his friends, your friends, family, waiters, cab drivers, the man on the street .... or anyone at all. All these interaction provide clues into his true nature. Observe his actions in relation to you. Is he generous? Does he call when he says he will? Does he make you feel special? At the same time that you are getting to know your potential partner, he is also getting to know you. Take care not to mislead him into believing you are different from who you really are. By definition, a façade naturally prohibits you from connecting on an authentic level. You will waste both your time and his by leading him down a deceptive trail. Ask the hard questions. It's often difficult to interrogate your potential partner about where he stands on major life issues. But asking the hard questions early on is the best way to know what you are getting yourself into. Hard questions can range from how religious he is, to whether he wants children. There are ways to ask the hard questions without coming across like the tax office. One way is to approach the issue generally in conversation, to get a sense of where the person stands. Or, if you prefer, you can approach the issue directly, asking gently in passing, without pressure and in a casual tone of voice. Granted, asking the hard questions sometimes yields responses that you may not want to hear, but at least you will be in possession of all the facts and can make an informed choice about whether this is the right person for you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Stage three: does this work for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;====================&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Assuming you and your partner have successfully transited the exploration stage and decided to go forward, you then enter the "make or break" phase: Evaluation. You weigh the pros and cons of your relationship and assess whether it is worth your continued investment. People choose partners based on something changeable or transitory - looks, money, job, sexual prowess - only to find the relationship collapse the moment one of those features disappears. You need to bear in mind that evaluating your partner on transitory features can be dangerous... Maybe you have made a list of qualities you would like your partner to have. Now is the time to review that list to see how close your potential partner comes to what you are looking for. If you have no such list, take an objective look at your partner and your relationship, and assess what works for you, what doesn't, and what you can and cannot live with. Either way, the process entails observing, evaluating and choosing whether to continue the relationship or abandon it. It is tempting to forget all about what you want in a guy if you have to abandon your criteria when you are faced with ending your new relationship. But try and distance yourself from things and view them dispassionately. It is easier said than done, I'll admit. However, the truer you are to yourself and your requirements, the happier you will be in the long run. A little denial in the present can cause a lot of pain in the future. Also, you need to know that evaluation is a process that has no right answers. The objective is to create as much certainty as possible in your head, your heart, and your gut in order to be confident and comfortable with whatever you choose. Follow your gut. Your intuition. Your instinct. It never lets you down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Stage four: closer by the hour =====================&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;So, you met the guy, the chemistry is great and what you see, you love. And you are all ready to take things a step further. You want to get intimate... You know that this is the relationship you want to pursue, and that you and your partner are ready to move into the next stage of love: Building the bonds of intimacy. Intimacy is built through a deepening of your initial connection. It is allowing yourself to be vulnerable and, at the same time, making it safe for your beloved to disclose his deepest feeling and thoughts. Building intimacy is an action. You need to make the effort. While connection and emotional chemistry are important in intimacy, you and your partner have to take small steps towards each other. The first thing you need to do is to open the door and allow your partner to see who you really are. Tell the truth about yourself - truth about things that you are not necessarily proud of. This way you offer your partner the opportunity to see your most basic human side. Exposing your fears, concerns, jealousies or uncomfortable truths from your past puts you at your most vulnerable and invites your partner to accept you fully as you are. Sharing hopes, wishes and dreams creates bonds between people. Revealing private thoughts makes the man in your life feel like he is someone important. Withholding builds walls, disclosing builds bridges. So, if he is the one, you need to make the effort to share as much of yourself as you can. Talk to him. Tell him your dreams, your fears. Give him the opportunity to share parts of his soul with you too. And that is the best way to get closer and build a strong bond between two people. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Stage five: you're hooked! ================= Ok!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Now you want to take things one step further. You want to move from "I think I want this relationship" to "I know I want this relationship". You want to commit. Committing does not mean you are no longer afraid, or that you are 100 per cent certain that what you are about to do is absolutely the right thing. One part of you feels that this is the thing you ought to be doing and the rest of you is willing to take the risk of being wrong. Both partners have to commit if the relationship is to last. Some people shy away from commitment because they are afraid of making mistakes. They may have a history of past mistakes, for which they mentally flog themselves. Before they can ever commit to another relationship, they must forgive themselves and heal those wounds. This is something each person must do for himself. It is a solo journey. What you can do is to make it safe for him to disclose his fears and wait for him to be ready. If he takes longer than your patience or timetable allows, then you will need to make a choice about whether to stay or move on. If you are the one who is willing but unable to make the shift from maybe to yes, then you will need to look inside yourself and examine what is standing in your way. Some people want a guarantee that they are making the right choice and that this is "it". But commitment requires some measure of risk. There are no guarantees in life. The best you can do is search your heart for your truth, and if it tells you that this person is who you want, then you will have to take a leap of faith. You may never be totally 100 per cent certain that you are doing the right thing, but at the very least, you will learn some valuable life lessons. At the very most, you will initiate yourself in love's higher realms and experience the bliss of a sacred union.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Sure, falling in love is fun and wonderful -- it's the greatest feeling in the world. But keep in mind that you're going to hit the bottom eventually. And that doesn't feel so good&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5576018194992139865-796734601641318945?l=zedus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zedus.blogspot.com/feeds/796734601641318945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5576018194992139865&amp;postID=796734601641318945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5576018194992139865/posts/default/796734601641318945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5576018194992139865/posts/default/796734601641318945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zedus.blogspot.com/2007/02/love-rules.html' title='LOVE RULES&apos;'/><author><name>bluewhale</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z6_Qzfp6m8o/ReLYrIr22_I/AAAAAAAAAB0/2v002s6s7FY/s72-c/8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5576018194992139865.post-5902191639765189651</id><published>2007-02-26T03:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-20T21:54:07.106-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='persona'/><title type='text'>GET RID OF AN INFERIORITY COMPLEX</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z6_Qzfp6m8o/ReLMGIr22-I/AAAAAAAAABg/gNbKFKAt-Yc/s1600-h/13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035811739136351202" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z6_Qzfp6m8o/ReLMGIr22-I/AAAAAAAAABg/gNbKFKAt-Yc/s320/13.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z6_Qzfp6m8o/ReLLt4r229I/AAAAAAAAABY/-kh020d1JpI/s1600-h/12.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z6_Qzfp6m8o/ReLLfIr228I/AAAAAAAAABQ/3c03h1umSFM/s1600-h/11.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GET RID OF AN INFERIORITY COMPLEX&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It's a big word, and a smutty one at that, but mostly everyone has a complex about something. Well, there are ways out of this schmucky feeling.........&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Discover the Problem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;First of all, you've to admit it to yourself. You may not be clever enough, or popular enough, or well-dressed enough, or monied enough, or good-looking enough..............and enough has no limits, you know. But once you know who the enemy is, you can go for them.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Love thyself!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Then, ask yourself, how important it is really. Is it important to the people who matter to you and to whom you matter or is it just one of those things the rest of the world makes you feel inferior about? Never devalue the people who like you by thinking , "Oh, she's a friend, so she doesn't mind it." Show some respect for the people who love you.By lacking in Self-esteem, you are dissing the people who love you.By thinking yourself as lesser person, you're making out that your friends have a bad taste and your parents are worthless. What utter rot... The peoplewho love you have good sense...respect it!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Leave no stone unturned&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Then if it is important enough, ask yourself if you can do anything about it? Bad Grammar? Take some tuition in conversation. Bad Dancer? Free lessons from a friend or a classmate. Bad skin? Treatment. No conversation? Read newspaper and watch TV to be in the know. The solution is not always difficult if you know what the problem is. Big nose? Uh.......! Just keep breathing with the dratted thing unless you are Aishwarya Rai or your uncle is a cosmetic surgeon. WHO CARES?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Find out hidden talents&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Have some pride. All this may sound like a psychobabble to you, but really, having pride is not only about doing well in exams or getting that male or female chick snaredor being able to get instant popness by being able to play Guitar. You could have other talents (and believe me, not everyone has) of being diplomatic, calming people down, making people laugh. Even if you make people cry- think of how many glycerine bottles you could replace in the movies.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No useless comparison&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Stop comparing yourself with others. There's no point. It's a bad habit you inherit unknowingly from parents- FIGHT HEREDITY! You can't compare two people in this world. It's like comparing apples with New York. Useless!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Learn to enjoy life&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Life is a gift. Every breath is a gift. value it. Appreciate what you have, instead of cribbing about what you didn't get or don't have. You have lots of time to get what you long for- but if you are going to mope around, you ain't gonna be able to get it for sure.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Heal the world&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Be nice. Why the hell? Well...most of all because it has a huge 'feeling good' factor for you. It doesn't take piles of effort, don't try to save the world, just be less critical and pessimistic about everything and everyone, appreciate things other people are doing. That boosts up your own image like a pump. You will feel cooler about yourself.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5576018194992139865-5902191639765189651?l=zedus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zedus.blogspot.com/feeds/5902191639765189651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5576018194992139865&amp;postID=5902191639765189651' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5576018194992139865/posts/default/5902191639765189651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5576018194992139865/posts/default/5902191639765189651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zedus.blogspot.com/2007/02/get-rid-of-inferiority-complex.html' title='GET RID OF AN INFERIORITY COMPLEX'/><author><name>bluewhale</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z6_Qzfp6m8o/ReLMGIr22-I/AAAAAAAAABg/gNbKFKAt-Yc/s72-c/13.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5576018194992139865.post-3976814131856329554</id><published>2007-02-26T00:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-20T21:53:09.478-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love rules'/><title type='text'>Do's And Dont's for Boyz!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z6_Qzfp6m8o/ReKXh4r226I/AAAAAAAAAA8/YegD9N0XTTA/s1600-h/e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035753941761448866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z6_Qzfp6m8o/ReKXh4r226I/AAAAAAAAAA8/YegD9N0XTTA/s400/e.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Do's And Dont's for Boyz!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1) Never compliment a girl like this: " You look good today!" That would mean she doesn't look good everyday.Instead go for:" You look pretty as always!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2) Rule of Thumb: When a girl says 'no', she means 'yes'. So whatever she says 'no' to, do it for her. For instance, " If she says don't get me any gift this time.", get her one or wait for the volcano to erupt.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3) Plan out a surprise once a while. The routine 'movie and lunch' can be quite boring at times. Think of something like: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;* playing snooker together &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;* go karting &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;* bowling alley &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;* going to a water park together (oh...sounds so cool..!)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4) Listen to her Whatever she feels..happiness or grief, she wants to share it with you.If she's cheerful, be happy for her. If she's upset and you don't know what to do about it, just hug her tight. She'll be calm within seconds.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5) A girl would never tell if she has a problem, or if she is in need. Try to figure out in her body language or words.Help her out and she'll shower love and care on you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6) Never use abusive language in front of girls. Every girl likes a chivalric and mannered guy.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7) Do little things for her. Its not one 'BIG' thing that matters but many 'SMALL' things. Even if you write her name on a paper and decorate it, she'll treasure it all her life.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8) The most dangerous one: "Am I fat?" &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;" Have I put on weight?" &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The answer - Always NO&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9) Never propose unless you are sure. Keep dropping hints and look for positive response. Make her crave for you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10) If she had a past, don't talk about it.Let bygones be bygones. If you had a past , never compare your girl with your ex.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;11) Love her unconditionally. Don't expect anything in return. Thats a key to swift ecstasy!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5576018194992139865-3976814131856329554?l=zedus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zedus.blogspot.com/feeds/3976814131856329554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5576018194992139865&amp;postID=3976814131856329554' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5576018194992139865/posts/default/3976814131856329554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5576018194992139865/posts/default/3976814131856329554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zedus.blogspot.com/2007/02/dos-and-donts-for-boyz.html' title='Do&apos;s And Dont&apos;s for Boyz!'/><author><name>bluewhale</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z6_Qzfp6m8o/ReKXh4r226I/AAAAAAAAAA8/YegD9N0XTTA/s72-c/e.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5576018194992139865.post-7505499412952366219</id><published>2007-02-25T04:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-20T21:52:42.292-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion'/><title type='text'>2007 color trendz</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z6_Qzfp6m8o/ReGJyIr225I/AAAAAAAAAAs/z4F4vLsordU/s1600-h/slouchprinciples35596_small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035457352794823570" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z6_Qzfp6m8o/ReGJyIr225I/AAAAAAAAAAs/z4F4vLsordU/s320/slouchprinciples35596_small.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z6_Qzfp6m8o/ReGJjIr224I/AAAAAAAAAAk/sO6wkQsjYrM/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035457095096785794" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z6_Qzfp6m8o/ReGJjIr224I/AAAAAAAAAAk/sO6wkQsjYrM/s320/images.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2007 color trendz&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#333333;"&gt;The strongest colours in the spring fashion palette are :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#333333;"&gt;strawberry ice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#333333;"&gt;apricot gold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#333333;"&gt;silver &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#333333;"&gt;blue. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#333333;"&gt;Brilliant blue is likely to gain in popularity as the season progresses. Yet various sorbet tones create the tonal soft chalky dimension of many of Spring 2007 seasonal fashion colours. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fashion-era.com/images/2007_trend_spring/silvers/Metallichighwarehouse35643.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#333333;"&gt;Sharp colour combinations for spring 2007 include :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#333333;"&gt;monochrome black and white prints &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#333333;"&gt;darkest navy blue teamed or trimmed with red. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#333333;"&gt;Whilst black and white prints were quite a force on the catwalks, apart from flurries of acid brights, designers generally favoured a muted palette. Somehow that old black and white scheme is always fashionable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This spring 2007 colour palette was of cream, grey, beige, soft pastel dusty pinks, silvery white, palest lemon, mauve, lilac, cherry red, brown, olive green and petrol blue. Think of the fondant colours of pink, blush, silver grey, cream, lemon, peach or white icing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5576018194992139865-7505499412952366219?l=zedus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zedus.blogspot.com/feeds/7505499412952366219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5576018194992139865&amp;postID=7505499412952366219' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5576018194992139865/posts/default/7505499412952366219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5576018194992139865/posts/default/7505499412952366219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zedus.blogspot.com/2007/02/2007-color-trendz.html' title='2007 color trendz'/><author><name>bluewhale</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z6_Qzfp6m8o/ReGJyIr225I/AAAAAAAAAAs/z4F4vLsordU/s72-c/slouchprinciples35596_small.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5576018194992139865.post-6924707157288992044</id><published>2007-02-25T04:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-20T21:52:08.547-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion'/><title type='text'>TRENDZ for 2007'</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;2007 TRENDZ for you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;At the beginning of this new millennium and certainly at the end of the last century the present, the ‘now’ moments, and the huge curiosity and longing for ‘tomorrow’ and an even more remote future were major influencing factors in fashion. Looking back did not make sense, we wanted to live in the now. Actuality was very important because the world changed so quickly, there were so many new developments, and we had high expectations of the new time and ‘the new economy’. Almost nothing is left from these ‘dreams’. They seem to have been a soap bubble, a fairy tale. The millennium bug was the first threat and big joke that shook us up with fear. Nothing happened. In the meantime, more remarkable events than ever in such a short period of time happened and became important anchor points. They have had a major influence on how people stand in this world today. 11 September and the terrorist fear, the hunt for Osama and the consequences of all this, the huge bookkeeping scandals, the Tsunami, but also the end of great ideologies in many places in the world; time stood still for a moment and made us aware of its real meaning and of what a major change can happen in one instant with so great an impact. What is at stake. What we must not forget and what we can improve. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The world has a different future today. After years of neglecting it, we re-discover our own history again. We re-appreciate old values, traditions, rituals and cherish them as treasures now. We dive into the past looking for our roots, something to hold on; we need a time out to reposition ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward in fashion is looking back in time.This is exactly how we feel and what happens in fashion too. We are looking for a new balance in a confused world. History is our new toy for inspiration.This (fashion) world is overflooded with look-alikes, which are earlier on the market than the originals, and which give more and more power to only a few players. It is time for a moment of resignation, a fashion pause instead of real innovation, to go deeper instead of going one step further, to see a more contemplative vision than quick trends, cults and hypes.&lt;br /&gt;The memory fever, the nostalgia trend of today, we have to take it serious. Just like in politics, a neo-conservative wave of ‘good old values, norms, discipline, class and style’ is clearly visible in fashion too. Chanel’s motto inspires us now: Style is never out of fashion!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Echoes of the past, romanticism&lt;br /&gt;Our history brings back our own culture. In fashion we make a history tour through Europe and we cherish and re-invent old treasures, going back to the times of Napoleon and Josephine, la Belle Époque, Marie Antoinette with lots of romanticism, but also strict uniform styles; till our great grandmothers’ laces and embroideries, and we see retro-trends reaching back almost to the end of the last century, the eighties and even the nineties.&lt;br /&gt;Aristocrats, and ‘wanna be’s’Allure, class, elegance and style are keywords for 2007!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We find inspiration in the old aristocrats, in today’s royalty circles and in high society. The girly princess is a sophisticated lady now, a majestic queen or even an empress. The new upper class luxury is discreet and less opulent, in contrast to the ‘show-off’ fashion styles and the Bling Bling glitter, that characterizes the Nouveau Riches, the ‘wannabe’s and the Hip Hop scene. Classics in style or twistedCouture classics, British classics, masculine weaving classics, due to today’s conservatism all these are great sources of inspiration, which are styled with elegance and class, translated into very feminine styles for bodyfashion and often twisted or even put upside down by youngsters! Bohemian moods, echoes of folk, and country lifeOur history tour crosses all borders and countries, from British, French, Russian, Balkan and Bohemian aristocrat upper class styles to country life, folk and gypsy styles; we also find inspiration in the first European pioneers emigrating to ‘the new world’ of America, the Amish people, Shakers and Quakers and in the Provence.Border decorations are very important in all these ‘cultural’ fashion expressions…. should this be a statement that we want our ‘borders’, and our ‘own’ lost culture treasures back for each and every country in Europe?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The influence of the Far East countries is decreasing. (Whereas in economy it becomes more and more a real competitive threat to the Western world!) On the other hand, there are the exotic cultural expressions of African (Muslim) countries with their beautiful jewelry and embroidery and their colourful, ethnic and graphic decorations. But also and in particular their pure, rough ‘natural’ looks.Clear is that in fashion for 2007 nothing is clear, we’ll see only echoes of all the above…. Natural, naturalness and luxuryAfter a long period with too much opulence, color, shine, crazy fashion design, print and pattern mixes and combinations, our mind and eyes want some peace, elegance, sophistication, and a different kind of luxury. The treasures of the earth, their natural expressions of textures and sparkles, the ‘rough’ dry, the frozen, or fluid, and ‘wet’ materials, they fascinate us.It is the quality and endurance of a textile, the class, style and excellence of a design, the ‘hidden’, yet expensive, precious, and often even exquisite luxury we go for now. It is the range of quick, crazy fashion hypes and cults we are tired of; we desire timeless, ageless, just comfortable clothes. Far from ‘cheap’ basics, but with looks that underline our ‘high’ standards and levels of living. Modern, high-tech innovation must be ‘felt’ and experienced, in stead of ‘seen’ as something futuristic. And we want all these extra values for less money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harmony and well considered intelligent and beautiful matching composés are the new keywords for styling combinations of different motives, patterns, different materials and prints together in one fabric or outfit. Atrandom mixing, mix-and-pick styling, mixed patchwork and extreme style clashes are really gone! The art of several techniques, which we had forgotten in the past, like old handcrafts, fabric manipulation (by hand)and hand shaping ‘moulage’ techniques, is re-discovered again and very important throughout all fashion trends in 2007. The desire to wear or create something special, something unique that does not look like a mass-product is getting even stronger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Silhouettes&lt;br /&gt;Rounding up spherical and styled with allure‘Dress-up’ styling was the motto of the last season, with many feminine skirts and dresses. It will go on even more pronounced. People don’t feel so ‘free’ to dress in sportswear and ‘streetwear’ like before anymore, they want to dress up in style; elite-sports influences and their dress-up styles are ‘hot’. Echoes of strict uniform styling and their details are coming up, especially among youngsters; it is in line with their political preferences and the need for more discipline and order. The feminine silhouette is getting large, often with royal volume and layers, almost with a couture-like, aristocratic and majestic allure; it is ‘rounding up’ to egg forms. Skirts and dresses have Empire lines, petticoats, balloon, tulip and bulb shapes, even panties come in balloon shapes. Sleeves and shoulders also have that roundness and volume. Such shapes are always contrasted with a wasp waist or tight breast. Dorlastan gives comfort to the more body-conscious areas and a nice ‘fall’ and ‘handle’ to drapes, to envelope shapes and several wrapping and moulding techniques.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5576018194992139865-6924707157288992044?l=zedus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zedus.blogspot.com/feeds/6924707157288992044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5576018194992139865&amp;postID=6924707157288992044' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5576018194992139865/posts/default/6924707157288992044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5576018194992139865/posts/default/6924707157288992044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zedus.blogspot.com/2007/02/trendz-for-2007.html' title='TRENDZ for 2007&apos;'/><author><name>bluewhale</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
