Sweet memories of life

Tere Waste Mera Ishq Sufiyana

2012-02-11T01:19:00.000-08:00

Sweei Love feelling

2012-01-11T06:57:00.000-08:00

Love Is Painfull

2011-11-08T07:38:00.000-08:00

dil le ke yaar dil diya jaata hae chori chori

2011-10-17T09:01:00.000-07:00

sweet love song

2011-09-30T10:30:00.000-07:00

Cricket's Most Iconic Sixes

2011-09-24T09:22:00.000-07:00

September 19, 2007 — Yuvraj Slays Broad

We don’t know the words used in the exchange, but Andrew Flintoff wound Yuvraj Singh up by saying something about his poor form. The next over, young Stuart Broad would suffer every ball.

The first six of the over cleared the roof at midwicket. The second was a flick over square-leg. The third flew over extra cover. The fourth – a full-toss – was carved over point. The fifth was pounded over midwicket again. The sixth was an emphatic drive wide of long-on.

You have probably seen those images many times, so we’ll leave you with this exchange between bowler and batsman at the end of the game which India won. Why is this different from Sobers, Shastri and Gibbs? Yuvraj did it to an established front-line international-class bowler..

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July 28, 1990 — Kapil Smashes Hemmings

Before this game, Raj Singh Dungarpur had riled Kapil Dev by saying to the press that he plays for himself. At Day 3 in the Lord’s Test, India were 24 runs from the follow-on mark when Kapil was joined by last-man Narendra Hirwani.

Smarting from Dungarpur’s remark, Kapil pounded Eddie Hemmings four consecutive times in the small arc between the sight-screen and long-on.

It is the most sixes hit in an over in Test cricket. It equalled the record for most runs in an over. And it averted the follow-on in a manner so frighteningly simple, only Kapil could have done it..

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March 16, 2007 — Minnows Slaughtered

South Africa’s Herschelle Gibbs became the first man to hit six sixes in an over in international cricket. Young Netherlands leggie Daan van Bunge’s respectable figures (3-0-20-0) were ruined after the barbaric act.

South Africa posted 353 in 40 overs (there were 18 sixes in that innings), winning by 221 runs. Unknowingly, Gibbs claimed a million-dollar reward for his effort — only to be told it had to be donated to charity..

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May 26, 2006 — Pietersen Switch-hits Murali

In 2002, Jonty Rhodes had reverse-swept Darren Lehmann for six in an ODI in Potchefstroom. So there was a precedent for such hits. But Kevin Pietersen took it further.

In the Birmingham Test against Sri Lanka, on a wicket where only two others passed fifty, KP made an imperious 142 off 157.

The highlight? On 136, facing Muttiah Muralitharan mid-delivery, he changed his grip to left-handed and slogged him over midwicket for six. Murali picked his jaw up from the floor, and promptly dismissed him with a doosra.

The cricket world descended into a debate over the ethics of the shot. But KP didn’t mind. The cricket rulebook has nothing against bursts of insanely good batsmanship..

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April 2, 2011 — Dhoni wins the World Cup

Four were needed as Nuwan Kulasekara ran in. The length ball landed around off and middle. Dhoni swung across the line. Commentators bellowed. A country-wide celebration erupted. Dhoni stood still, twirled his bat in his left hand. Yuvraj Singh was in tears. The ball ended in the crowd.

It was the first time a World Cup win had been sealed with a six..

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February 26, 2003, Tendulkar Pulls Caddick

India were on a roll in the World Cup and began well against England in Durban. Driven for four after pitching full, Andrew Caddick tried to adjust his length by bowling short outside off.

The ball bounced off a length and should have been left alone. But Tendulkar was waiting for it.

With ferocious power, Tendulkar pulled it from about three feet outside off-stump, over the stands at midwicket and outside the stadium. In the photo you can see his eyes closed, an indicator of the effort that went into the shot.

On air, Ian Botham (who knows much about ferocious pulls) said, “I’m amazed that ball has come back..

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March 1, 2003, Tendulkar Cuts Akhtar

In a high-pressure World Cup game, India were set 274. Tendulkar got going. Shoaib Akhtar ran in menacingly, every inch of him meaning to propel the ball forward as fast as humanly possible.

The first ball was patted to cover. The second was a short wide one. Tendulkar threw his bat at it. Time moved slowly. The ball’s split-second journey over the deep point fence felt like an eternity.

Shoaib had been instantly deflated. India were on their way to a famous win.

nagin sa rup he tera

2011-09-23T08:33:00.000-07:00

newyork movie

2011-09-16T19:50:00.000-07:00

new movie song

2011-09-04T09:17:00.000-07:00

mora piya

2011-08-28T09:18:00.000-07:00

1 aurat jannat kai Farishtay sai boli:
Mera nikah mere duniya wale shohar sai karwa do
Farishta Bola: Nikah to karwa doon pehlay koi molvi to jannat me aaye.

bewafa bewafa

2011-08-17T19:04:00.000-07:00

love filling

2011-08-15T09:03:00.000-07:00

fellings of love

2011-08-10T08:34:00.000-07:00

Lonely

2011-08-06T09:11:00.000-07:00

Love Expression

2011-08-05T08:55:00.000-07:00

My Negetive Point..

Pehli Mulakaat Me Log Mujhe Galat Samaz Lete Hain

My Positive Point..

Dusri Mulakaat Me Mai Logon Ko Galat Saabit Kar Deta Hu.

Sweet Dreams

2011-07-29T23:59:00.000-07:00

First love expression

2011-07-29T09:32:00.000-07:00

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Valentine;s day

2011-02-13T23:14:00.000-08:00

People who are in love look forward to Valentine's Day. It is a day that couples can show their affections in special ways. Girls like getting the box of Valentine candies and the flowers, being taken out to dinner and getting a romantic card. Valentine has been celebrated for many years but recently a new avenue is opening up in gifts for Valentine's Day. The girls have now begun to buy special gifts for the Valentine in their lives. In searching for that special gift for your boyfriend you want to find something that will make him feel special. Plan early, waiting to the last minute will make your selection sparse and not have the feeling that your heart was put into this purchase. You will have to know the person well to get that perfect Valentine Day gift for boyfriend. Trying to get the gift that says it best may also turn out to be an educational moment for you as you learn intimate details of the receiver of this gift.

Buying for a male can be a little intimidating. If done right it can be easily achieved. Knowing the likes and dislikes of your special fellow will help. Strive to buy a gift that will match his likes and you won't go wrong. The satisfaction and relief of knowing you made the right choice will relieve the stress of shopping for it. Buying a Valentine's Day gift for boyfriend should be no different as when you buy gifts for anyone else that you are close to. Just use the same strategy and you will have a successful shopping trip.

Shopping online can help you with choices and ideas to pick from. If you decide to buy online be sure to notice shipping dates. If your gift comes late then all the work you put into choosing the right Valentine's Day gift for boyfriend will be for nothing. It is just as bad to give a late gift as giving the wrong gift. It shows lack of planning and foresight and appears as if you did not put enough care into the gift.

Valentine's Day gifts are not under the same rules as birthdays and Christmas, they do not have to be wrapped. As long as the gift shows careful consideration in the choosing it will be appreciated by the lucky person receiving it. Gifts can include such things as music downloads video games, special movies, clothing, and cologne. Gift cards are too impersonal and do not take a lot of thought to purchase. This would only indicate no thought was put into choosing this gift.

Bekarari...............

2010-12-23T00:00:00.000-08:00

Ae dost teri dosti per karte hai hum naaz......
har waqt milne ki karte hai fariyaad.....
hume nahi pata, gharwale batate hai......
hum neend mein bhi karte hai aapse baat.......

Kar jaa kuch aisa yaari may,
Ke thanks aur sorry words beimaan lage ....
Nibha aisi yaari ke yaaro ko,
Tumhe chhodna mushkil aur duniya chhodna aasana lage ...

Dosti kia hai?...
kisi nay is ko peyaar kaha....kisi nay wafa kaha aur kisi nay baywafa-e ka naam deya....Dosti ek rishta ya bhi kaha geya....mager dosti asaal main ek jazba hai qurbani dainay ka ek ehsas hai mehsoos karnay ka......

Dosti sirf kisi ko dost kahnay say nahi ho jati dost tu naam he hai sath dainay ka, bagair kisi garz baghair kisi maqsaad k..

Dosto ko bewafa keh nahi sakte.......
aur unke bina hum kabhi reh nahi sakte.....

Lafz aap do geet hum banayenge.....
Manzil aap pao rasta hum banayenge......
Khush aap raho khushiya hum dilayenge......
Aap bas dost bane raho dosti hum nibhayenge.....

Aap ke pehelu mein do pal ki zindagi hai bohot,
Ek pal ki khushi,Ek pal ki hansi hi hai bohot,
Humein duniya pehechane yaa naa pehechane,
aap k zehen mein maujudgi hi hai bohot....

Dilon ko khareedne wale hazaar mil jayenge, tumko daga dene wale bar-bar mil jayenge. Milega na tumko hum jaisa koi, milne ko to dost beshumar mil jayenge.

Nishana jo le wo SURVIR,
Nishane pe jo lag jaye wo TIR,
Dil me jo utar jaye wo TASVIR,
Mere Jaise Dost ki saath mil jaye wo ACHI TAQDIR...

Ae Dost Teri Yaad Mein Dil Ka Usool Hai
Hum Tujh Ko Bhul Jaayege Yeh Teri Bhool Hai
Meri Aankhon Se Koi Aansu Na Nikla Lekin
Ghar Ke Har Dar Se Rone Ki Sada Aati Hai
Shikwe Bhi Ziyaada Hai Aur Shikaayat Bhi Bohat Hai
Aur Iss Ke Liye Dil Mein Mohabbat Bhi Bohat Hai
Tum Mujh Se Bichad Jao Toh Yun Maayus Na Hona
Kyunki Rishto Ke Nibhaane Mein Musibat Bhi Bohat Hai
CHAND KE PAAS ANEK SITARE HOGE.
MAGAR SITARO KE PAAS EK HI CHAND HAIN.
AAP KE PAAS HUM JAISE LAAKH HONGE.
MAGAR HAMARE PAAS AAP JAISA DOST EK HI HAIN

Ae dost teri kabh nakaam tamanna na ho
Jis mein rahe udaas tu aisa koi lamha na ho
Jo aarzoo ho teri voho tera naseeb ho
tu dil se jis ko maang le..pal mein tere qareeb ho

Girti hui baarish ki bundon ko apne haton me samet lo,
jitna paani tum samet paye utna yaad tum humen karte ho,
jitna pani tum samet nahi paye, utna yaad hum tumhe karte hai

Ha yaad karne se dosti ziyada barti hai
par mein uss baarish ki boondo ki baat
kar rahi thi ke jo sameyt saku utna mein
apko yaad karti hu aur jo na sameyt saku
utna aap yaad karte ho mujhe....yeh toh
vohi baat hui na ke aap ziyaada yaad karte hai
par aap kya jaane mere dil ki mein kitna yaad karti hu

Friendship is like a glass
handle it with care
because once broken cannot be mended
and even if mended....
a crack is always there !!!
Kisi Dhadkan Ke pICHE koi Baat Hoti Hain..
Dard Ke Piche Kisi Ki Yaad Hoti Hai,
Apko Pata Ho na ho
appki Har Khusi Ke Piche
Hamari Fariyaad HoTi Hai.

"Dosti ka paigam jo aapka mila,
Dil ho gaya khush mit gaye saare gila,
Kisi Dost ko nahi mila hoga,
Dosti ka aisa sila,
Ki Saare Ghum Hogaye dooor mere,
Jab doston ke pyaar ka nazraana mila"

A friend called YOU is like a star
who shines even on the darkest night!
Thanx for adding a sparkle to my days

Zindagi ki raaho mein tumhein jo gham milenge,
Mere honslo se kam milenge....
Jab khud ko tanha pao kabhi,
Kasam dosti ki bas yaad karna aur saamne hum milenge....

DIL CHAAHTA HAI MULAQAT ROZ HO,
ZINDAGI KE LAMHON MEIN TERA SATH ROZ HO,
HO HUMSE KUCH BATAEIN ITNI KAREEB SE,
UMAR NA BHOOLE AISI BAAT ROZ HO....

na khuda dil banata,
na kisi se pyar hota
na kisi ki yaad aati,
na kisi ka intzaar hota
dil diya hai use samhaal kar rakhna
sheese se bana hai patthar se door rakhna

love in dreem.......

2010-12-21T09:27:00.000-08:00

Need a great scrapbooking idea for a unique gift for a mom to be? A gift to celebrate the upcoming birth that will be treasured in the years to come. A baby shower mini album makes a great gift for for this joyous occasion and mom will love it! I am yet to come across a new mother that did not love her mini album gift from the moment she lays eyes on it.

This Album will be moms record of special moments throughout her pregnancy to the time her baby is welcomed into the world. Each page will have either photo matts for mom to add photos, or journaling spots for mom to record her thoughts and feelings. Title each page so that mum can easily identify what what information needs to be added.

The recipe for the perfect baby shower mini album gift. One or two pages per topic will be more than enough for an album of this type.

1. We're pregnant - Photos of the parents to be; Journaling spot to record the story of when mom told dad.

2. Due date - Record the due date of baby

3. Eating habits - Record moms likes and dislikes and include any other quirky habits due to pregnancy.

4. Baby names - Journaling spots to list the prospective boys and girls names (with notes why each name was selected) and of course the final choice.

5. First glimpse - Photo matt for the first ultrasound pictures; Journaling spots to record thoughts and feelings.

6. The belly shot - Photo matt for a picture of moms growing belly.

7. Hopes and dreams - Journaling spots for both mom and dad to note down their dreams for baby's future.

8. The baby shower - Photo matts and a pocket to hold the little notes the attendees will write to baby on the day.

9. Brand new - First photo of baby

10. And then there were three (or four, five etc) - A great idea especially if this will be a first child, the title will read "And then there were three" along side a photo of mom, dad and the new baby when he is born.

These great ideas should be more than enough for you to make your first baby shower gift that is sure to be both loved and appreciated. That it will be a time treasured keepsake made with lots of time and love is a bonus.

love notes for girlfriend

2010-12-19T10:24:00.000-08:00

Oh, baby I don't think you know just just how much I love you
Have you ever felt lonley when you know you gotta leave me
That's how much I love

Oh, baby I don't think you know just just how much I love you
Have you ever felt lonley when you know you gotta leave me
That's how much I love

The way I feel for you
I can't describe

It's almost too intense
To verbalize

Essentially you're all
I'm living for
but basically each day
I need you more and more

CHORUS:
Have you ever felt so enamored baby
That's how much I love you
All I need in this life, you see
Is me and my boyfriend (me and my girlfriend)
Have you ever felt lost
When you know you gotta leave me
That's how much I love you

Love is yours and mine
Till the very end
Just me and my boyfriend

Don't underestimate the love in me
It's obvious these feelings run so deep
I fall apart for you day after day
Nobody else could ever take your place

Have you ever felt so enamored baby
That's how much I love you
All I need in this life, you see
Is me and my boyfriend (me and my girlfriend)
Have you ever felt lost
When you know you gotta leave me
That's how much I love you

Love is yours and mine
Till the very end

Just me and my boyfriend

You don't gotta waste your time and worry
You don't gotta look for reassurance
'Cause Clearly you're the only one that's getting this and
Sugar I don't need nobody else
But you
And honey I ain't letting go too soon
Because I can't get enough
Why you asking how much?
It's more than you can handle baby

Have you ever felt so enamored baby
That's how much I love you
All I need in this life, you see
Is me and my boyfriend (me and my girlfriend)
Have you ever felt lost
When you know you gotta leave me
That's how much I love you

Love is yours and mine
Till the very end
Just me and my boyfriend

Have you ever felt so enamored baby
That's how much I love you
All I need in this life, you see
Is me and my boyfriend (me and my girlfriend)
Have you ever felt lost
When you know you gotta leave me
That's how much I love you

Love is yours and mine
Till the very end
Just me and my boyfriend

Have you ever felt so enamored baby
That's how much I love you
All I need in this life, you see
Is me and my boyfriend (me and my girlfriend)
Have you ever felt lost
When you know you gotta leave me
That's how much I love you

Love is yours and mine
Till the very end
Just me and my boyfriend

Story of Friendship

2010-12-18T00:01:00.000-08:00

Dosti achchi ho toh rang laati hai,
Dosti gehri ho toh sabko bhaati
hai,
Dosti naadaan ho toh toot jaati
hai,
Par agar dosti apne jaisi ho ….
…. Toh itihaas banaati hai !
Jaan hai mujhko zindagi se
pyaari,
Jaan ke liye kar doon kurbaan
yaari,
Jaan ke liye todd doon dosti
tumhaari,
Ab tumse kya chhupaana,
Tum hi toh ho jaan hamaari !
Tumse doori ka ehsaas sataane
lagaa,
Tere saath guzaraa har lamha
yaad aane laga,
Jab bhi tujhe bhoolne ki koshish
ki aye dost,
Tu dil ke aur bhi kareeb aane
laga !
Zindagi nahin humein doston se
pyaari,
Doston pe haazir hai jaan
hamaari,
Aankhon mein hamaari aansoon
hai toh kya,
Jaan se bhi pyaari hai muskaan
tumhaari !
Jasbaate ishq naakaam naa hone
denge,
Dil ki duniya mein kabhi shaam
naa hone denge,
Dosti ka har ilzaam apne sar par
le lenge,
Par dost hum tumhe badnaam na
hone denge !
Dosti toh sirf ek ittefaaq hai,
Yeh toh dilon ki mulaakaat hai,
Dosti nahi dekhti yeh din hai ki
raat hai,
Isme toh sirf wafaadaari aur
jasbaat hai !
Dost ek saahil hai tufaano ke liye,
Dost ek aaina hai armaano ke
liye,
Dost ek mehfil hai anjaano ke
liye,
Dosti ek khawaahish hai aap
jaise dost ko paane ke liye !!
Raatein gumnaam hoti hai,
Din kisike naam hota hai,
Hum zindagi kuch is tarah jeete
hai,
Ki har lamha doston ke naam
hota hai !
Tujhe dekhe bina teri tasweer
bana sakta hoon,
Tujhse mile bina tera haal bata
sakta hoon,
Hai meri dosti mein itna dum,
Apni aankh ka aansoon teri
aankh se gira sakta hoon !!
Aye dost teri dosti uss ghadi
tadpaayegi,
Jab zindagi kahegi alvida, Aur
maut bhi naa aayegi ! …

Tarif aur compare in love

Na Chand Ki Tarah,Na suraj Ki
Tarah,
Na Aasma Ki Tarah,Na sitaro Ki
Tarah,
Koi Dost Mujhe Mile To Bus Aap Ki
Tarah !!
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Khushiyo Par Fizao Ka Pehra Na
Jane Kis
Umeed Pe Dil Thahra Teri Ankho
Se Jhalakte
Dard Ki Kasam Ye Dosti Ka Rishta
Mahobbat Se Gahra !!
`
Wo Dil Hi Kia Jo Tere Milne Ki
Tamana Na Kare ,
Me Tujhey Bhool K Zinda Rahoon
Khuda Na Kare,
Rahega Payar Tera Sath Mere
Zindagi Ban Kar,
Ye Or Bat He Kay Zindagi Mere
Wafa Na Kare !!
`
Sabne Kaha Dosti Ek Dard Hai,
Hamne Kaha Dard Kabul Hai!
Sabne Kaha Dard Ke Saath Ji Na
Paoge,
Hamne Kaha Teri Dosti Ke Saath
Marna Kabul Hai !!
`
Jab Koi Khayal Dil Se Takarata Hai,
Dil Na Chahkar Bhi Khamosh Rah
Jata Hai
Koi Sab Kuch Kahkar Dosti Jatata
Hai
Koi Kuch Na Kahkar Dosti Nibhata
Hai !!
`
Duniya Me Bohut Gam Milege
Sach Mano Achhe Dost Kam
Milege
Jish Mod Sab Shath Chhod Dege
Us Mod Per Intjaar Karte Hum
Milege !!
`
Pehle Chitti Ke Badle Taar Aata
Tha
1 Bulave Pe Mera Yaar Aata Tha
Ab Padke Delete Karti Hai Mera
Msg Ko
Kabhi Har Msg Ka Jawab Aata
Tha !!
`
Suraj Ke Samne Raat Nahi Hoti,
Sitaron Se Dil Ki Baat Nahi Hoti,
Jin Doston Ko Hum Dilse Chahte
Hai,
Na Jaane Kyun Unse Roz Mulakat
Nahi Hoti !!
`
Koi Kahta Hai Dosti Nasha Ban Jati
Hai,
Koi Kahta Hai Dosti Saza Ban Jati
Hai,
Dosti Karo Agar Dil Se To Dosti Hi
Jeene Ki Vajah Ban Jati Hai !!
`
Yade Hoti Hai Satane Ke Liye
Koi Roothata Phir Manane Ke Liye
Rishte Banana Koi Muskil To Nahi
Bas Jan Tak Chali Jati Hai,Use
Nibhane Ke Liye !!
`
Kas Khusiyno Ki Ek Dukan Hoti
Aur Usme Hamari Pahchan Hoti
Lelete Apke Liye Sari Khusiyna
Chahe Unki Kimat Hamari Jan
Hoti !!
`
Hum Agar Apko Msg Nahi Kar
Pate To Aisa Nahi Hai
Ki Ap Hume Yad Nahi Aate Mana
Ki Sab Rishte,
Nibhaye Nahi Jate Par Jo Bas Jate
Hai Dil Main Bulaye Nahi Jate !!

A Story of Success and Perseverance, Life and Problems

2010-12-15T08:06:00.000-08:00

"There lived a barnacle in a jetty.

Barnacles are these little oyster-like sea creatures which stick themselves to boats and yachts when they're docked in the jetty. The longer the boat's docked at the jetty, the more barnacles will stick onto the hull (underneath) of the boat, until there will be an entire infestation of them. Boats will slow down because of the weight the barnacles add on.

One not so perfect afternoon, a newly-produced Yacht pulls into a jetty. Within minutes, a barnacle attaches itself to the yacht belly.

"Hey wait a second! What are you doing? I didn't see you there before!", the Yacht said, realising.

"Of course you haven't. I'm Mr Barnacle. You can call me Barney. How do you do?", the Barnacle greeted happily in reply.

"Get off you little pest. Can't you see I'm brand new? Get the hell off" , said the Yacht.

"I can't. It's what I'm supposed to do. Stick to you? Get it?" the Barnacle cried back.

Pretty soon, a thousand more barnacles settle themselves around the underbelly of the Yacht. The Yacht feels frightened and panics, but can't do anything.Why is this happening?

"Man, this one's brand new. I like the paint job on the hull!", said one barnacle in her high-pitched voice.

"Hell yea! This is DA bomb!", replied another.

"GET OFF ME! WHAT ARE YOU ALL DOING HERE?!", the young Yacht screamed in agony and desperation.

He feels frightened and not know what's happening. These little creatures must be out to get him, to tear him down; his beautiful finish, the titanium-steel engine motors, the white paint that was so meticulously done up and ultimately destroy him. Yes, they must be...but why?

"I'll get you for this! I'll get all of you!!!", bellowed the Yacht.

The barnacles just looked at each other with confusion.

At this time, the engines start and the yacht begins to vibrate to life. It begins to move out of the jetty, but seems to be heavier than before.

"You see you little pests! You're slowing me down! I can't go fast anymore, because you all ARE WEIGHING ME DOWN! Why are you doing this to me? Why are you out to get me? What did I ever do to you?!", screamed the Yacht, starting to cry.

The Yacht slowly moves out into sea.

"What? We don't know. It's just what we do. Stick to boats."

"Why?!", demanded the Yacht.

"Because our parents did it before us, and our grandparents did it before our parents. So it's what we do?", said one barnacle, trying to explain.

The Yacht moves a little faster, and into even deeper and saltier waters.

"Can't you..can't you find something else to do?", asked the Yacht.

"Like what...?", asked one ugly looking barnacle.

The Yacht is moving fast now, and suddenly the ugly looking barnacle falls away.

"Hey, where...why did she fall off?", asked the Yacht to the rest of the barnacles.

"Don't know. She just did. Somehow.", replied another.

As the Yacht moves faster and faster, more and more barnacles fall away into the ocean, until a handful were left.

"...Wheeeee!...see you later Barney!..."screams a barnacle which fell off..

The remaining few fell off, until there was one left. Barney was left.

"Hey, why did your friends all fall off? Why do they seem so happy? Weren't you all supposed to drag me down and prevent me from moving forward? Why do they seem so happy falling off?" asked the confused Yacht.

"Because you're moving forward, my friend. We're just supposed to stick to you, not that we're doing it on purpose to try and drag you down, but because it's just a fact of life. But to get us off, you just have to keep moving forward, no matter how weighed down you are at the beginning.

We will definitely always stick to you, but the Yachts that don't get affected by us are those who keep going forward." explains Barney, as he starts to peel off from the Yacht a little.

"So that's all I have to do? Keep going forward?", asked the Yacht.

"That's right my friend. Keep going forward, no matter how weighed down you are. Stay focused on your destination and you'll find that we fall off like problems falling off." Barney smiles as he slips off the Yacht.

And slips away into the dark blue ocean forever.

sweet memories

2010-12-12T09:09:00.000-08:00

My favourite quotes.....:) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :)

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"What you dislike in another take care to correct in yourself" by Thomas Sprat.

"Go confidently in the direction of your dreams. Live the life you've imagined" by Henry David Thoreau.

"Hold yourself responsible for a higher standard than anyone else expects of you.
Never excuse yourself" by Henry Ward Beecher.

"Discontent is the source of all trouble,
but also of all progress, in individuals and nations" by Berthold Auerbach.

"Life is like a game of cards. The hand that is dealt you represents determinism; the way you play it is free will" by Jawaharal Nehru.

"The reason most people never reach their goals is that they don't define them, or ever seriously consider them as believable or achievable. Winners can tell you where they are going, what they plan to do along the way, and who will be sharing the adventure with them" by Denis Watley

"If you don't have a dream, how are you going to make a dream come true?" by
Oscar Hammerstein

"Life is like a library owned by the author.
In it are a few books which he wrote himself,
but most of them were written for him" by Harry Emerson Fosdick

"The question for each man to settle is not what he would do if he had means, time, influence and educational advantages; the question is what he will do with the things he has. The moment a young man ceases to dream or to bemoan his lack of opportunities and resolutely looks his conditions in the face, and resolves to change them, he lays the corner-stone of a solid and honorable success" by Hamilton Wright Mabie.

"I like the dreams of the future better than the history of the past" by Patrick Henry.

"All men dream but not equally. Those who dream by night in the dusty recesses of their minds wake in the day to find that it was vanity; but the dreamers of the day are dangerous men, for they may act their dream with open eyes to make it possible" by T.E. Lawrence.

"The difference between a successful person and others is not a lack of strength, not a lack of knowledge, but rather a lack in will" by Vince Lombardi.

"The man who makes a success of an important venture never wails for the crowd. He strikes out for himself. It takes nerve, it takes a great lot of grit; but the man that succeeds has both. Anyone can fail. The public admires the man who has enough confidence in himself to take a chance. These chances are the main things after all. The man who tries to succeed must expect to be criticized. Nothing important was ever done but the greater number consulted previously doubted the possibility. Success is the accomplishment of that which most people think can't be done" by C. V. White.

"Reputation is what men and women think of us; character is what God and angels know of us" by Thomas Paine.

"Character is a diamond that scratches every other stone" by Cyrus A. Bartol.

"Character is higher than intellect. A great soul will be strong to live, as well as strong to think" by Ralph Waldo Emerson.

Sweet Dreams - Cherry Blossom Bedding

2010-12-01T09:37:00.000-08:00

Quilt Cover (for single, double and queen size beds)
Sheet sets (fitted and flat, single, double or queen)
Ruffled pillow cases
Pillows in three different sizes
Pinch-Pleated Curtains
Mattresses
Bed linens in different colors and prints

There is a wide range of their collection that includes various types of quilt covers and bedspreads as well as pillowcases, cushions and fabric by the meter, and features exquisite floral motifs in tones of deep claret and cool gray, combined with soft earthy shades of gold and brown. The reverse side has an elegant gold background to enhance the rich appeal.

The bedding is available at a number of online and onsite stores. Although, they are not much expensive on the pocket but if you are looking for something really cheap then you can find these at various auction sites and second hand bedding shops. This will save your money while giving you a chance to enjoy luxurious bedding. The original prices of complete bedding packages range from $200 to $300. These packages include only the pillows, bed linens and quilts. If you wish to buy extra pillow covers and quilt covers, then you would have to spend a little more.

Golden Handcuffs - Break Free, Excellence You'll See

2010-11-28T06:46:00.000-08:00

Freed from the golden handcuffs, I traveled to Europe for the first time in my life. Last Wednesday, I arrived in Geneva, Switzerland. Somewhat unusual this time of year, but this ex-corporate professional from the United States, was able to get great rates traveling in early September. Most of my peers are working way too hard and wondering what happened to their 401K's. For me, it all had to do with time. Time leveraging, and time freedom.

The trip was one I had dreamed of for many years. As a child I had read the book Heidi, twenty times or more. I had watched the Sound of Music almost that many. My interest really began to grow once I was an adult. The richness of the land, held many of the similarities to my native Colorado. This was only the beginning. But recently my growing interest began to mature. It had to do with my own personal drive for excellence and the recognition of very fine things. As with all fine things, great quality materials and some measure of time or timing are significant to the process.

I had realized about ten years ago that the Swiss really had the concept of quality, excellence in workmanship and drive to be the best figured out. Maybe not in everything, but in chocolate, watches, skin care, and banking they are top in the world. I wanted to see this type of excellence up close and personal.

Most people know the Swiss for their fine watches. Swiss watch making has been passed down for over a hundred years. Once you step out of the train station, you are in the incredible land of the timepiece. Watches can be found in every shape, every size, every color, and every price. There is no mistake you will find exactly what you are looking for. Except for the international hamburger and coffee stops, the watch shops line both sides of the streets almost all the way to the water. Interestingly enough, if you look around, there are very few people on the main streets actually wearing watches. But there is not a child or adult, who is not peering in at the hundreds found in each shop, fascinated for hours by their movements and meanings.

Since most of the people on the streets are tourists, there is no sense of urgency. We took a rather relaxed stroll to a bench to watch the children play in the water fountain. The gait and canter of lovers holding hands matches their movements as they draw each other's attention to the next most magnificent time piece. To break free for a vacation now and then is one thing, to break free to develop yourself and your online business is another completely. It is in the timing. I couldn't tell you how many on that street had only broken free for a vacation and how many had broken completely free of the golden handcuffs, but I would imagine the ones actually making the purchases felt free to do so. Owning and managing an online business allows us to travel the world over, if that is what we choose. How about a bite of the finest Swiss chocolate?

The craftsmanship of Swiss chocolate is remarkable. The making of the chocolate has followed the same process for more than a century. The best and correct amounts of quality ingredients create phenomenal chocolates. The chocolate is molded into about every imaginable configuration on this planet, but it is the varieties of taste and the texture that call you back from more. The Master Chocolatier may not be remembered for what is seen. Yet, he will always be known for what one cannot see. Once the chocolate melts like butter on a hot biscuit, over your tongue, the metamorphosis is complete. The outside original shape no longer matters. I was discovering that personal development and character are sculpted in a similar way too.

Skin care and banking are notable in Switzerland too. Those with great wealth have known for a very long time that putting their money in Swiss banks is about the safest found. The security of financial gain is what allows the very rich to sleep at night. I know I have thought about where my wealth will be kept.

The golden handcuffs hold you tightly to what you have known. Their security and dependability may not feel as comfortable as they once did, but they still hold you back from breaking free to develop or expansively mold your own online business. The wealth they symbolize appears to be enough, until you understand that the grand vacation will be a once in a lifetime, life changing experience.

There is a personal development system and the proven wealth generation system that keeps vacations like this on my agenda. You may not want to go to Switzerland, but there are many methods to get where you want to go and to do what you really want to do, would it be worth it? Would your perspective and your quality of life change? Just for fun, check the time on an incredibly beautiful timepiece, roll the chocolate over your tongue; choose a Swiss bank for your wealth.

Healthy Habit: Most know and understand the value of Vitamin C internally for boosting our immune system and keeping us healthy. Are you aware of the incredible benefits Vitamin C has externally for the skin? The Swiss do!

Quote from the Tote: "Persistence is the twin sister of excellence. One is a matter of quality and the other, a matter of time." -- Unknown

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Sweet Dreams

2010-11-24T00:19:00.000-08:00

A Baby Dream Crib, with adorable bedding and accessories to match, is one way of ensuring a comfortable, nurturing nursery. With more than 15 years experience behind it, the company is committed to continue the tradition of quality craftsmanship, as seen in every Baby Dream Crib. Located in Buena Vista, Georgia, the Baby's Dream Crib manufacturer is an integral part of the community.

The Baby Dream Crib collection is versatile, with cribs manufactured to accommodate conversion to a toddler bed later on. With the addition of optional rails, the crib even becomes a full-size bed. The superbly adjustable mattress heights maximize functionality of these cribs.

The Generation Next, with classic sleigh bed lines, is one range in the Baby Dream Crib Collection. A convenient drop-gate front allows you to reach your little one with ease. Beautiful decorative feet have dowel reinforcements, adding to the robustness of the crib.

The Generation Next Baby Dream Crib meets safety standards as set out by the CPSC. A selection of furniture pieces, such as Drawer Chests and mirrors, complement the crib. Finishes are available in a variety of colors, such as amber, cherry, honey, and white.

A Baby Dream Crib with an elegant touch, is featured in the Georgian line. Lenga wood, with exquisite detail in the design, adds to the beauty of this range. A safety feature is that both latches of the drop-gate front has to be engaged or loosened simultaneously. At the same time, the design also prevents little fingers from getting pinched. Non-toxic cherry-colored finishes rounds off the picture.

The Kathryn Crib is a Baby Dream Crib in the sleigh style. The delicate, soft curves of this cozy crib converts into a full-size bed that will enhance any teenager's room. A choice of additional pieces, such as the Belle 6-Drawer Chest, adds stylish storage space.

In the tradition of Baby Dream Cribs, a crib in the ebony finish of the Infinity line, will grow with your baby. This range is suitable for a boy or a girl, and has a number of options as far as add-on pieces are concerned. An Infinity Grand Armoire, or Double Dresser, are only two examples.

Your baby will love naps and nights in his or her comfy Baby Dream Crib...

Sweet Dreams

2010-11-10T09:24:00.000-08:00

Your bedroom deserves to be the room of your dreams - - after all, you spend a third of your life there. And nothing enhances a bedroom more than a luxury and glamor of beautiful linen. Cherry blossom bedding offers various designs in luxurious linen and beds to transform the drabbest bedroom into a room of inviting elegance. Their bedding includes:

Quilt Cover (for single, double and queen size beds)
Sheet sets (fitted and flat, single, double or queen)
Ruffled pillow cases
Pillows in three different sizes
Pinch-Pleated Curtains
Mattresses
Bed linens in different colors and prints

There is a wide range of their collection that includes various types of quilt covers and bedspreads as well as pillowcases, cushions and fabric by the meter, and features exquisite floral motifs in tones of deep claret and cool gray, combined with soft earthy shades of gold and brown. The reverse side has an elegant gold background to enhance the rich appeal.

The bedding is available at a number of online and onsite stores. Although, they are not much expensive on the pocket but if you are looking for something really cheap then you can find these at various auction sites and second hand bedding shops. This will save your money while giving you a chance to enjoy luxurious bedding. The original prices of complete bedding packages range from $200 to $300. These packages include only the pillows, bed linens and quilts. If you wish to buy extra pillow covers and quilt covers, then you would have to spend a little more.
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Reality Of Sweet Dreams

2010-10-29T10:23:00.000-07:00

A friend recently asked me about decorating her bedroom. After living in her home for many years, her bedroom had become a transitional mess; a place for laundry (in all it's stages), a storage facility, and a home office that was slowly reproducing technical equipment when no-one was looking.

Why do we put ourselves last? Bedrooms should be the simplest room to decorate. The focal point is already established, and the function is pretty much self-explanatory. More than anything else in the modern world, people are lacking sleep and relaxation; wouldn't it make sense to focus on these things before picking out kitchen cabinets, or deciding what book to place on our coffee table?

I promise, that whatever the state of your bedroom, all it takes is an afternoon to make it a better place to spend time in.

- Start with the obvious, take out everything that doesn't belong in there! Minimize or eliminate all electronics.

- Then, decide what you do (and don't) want to see first thing in the morning and last thing at night. Close the closet doors, make the bed, straighten the dresser and take a look at what is happening on the walls.

- Group family photo's in an interesting way; asymmetrical displays will look casual, but pulled together at the same time. Keep them tightly arranged, no more than an inch or two between each.

- Artwork above the bed should not be too high, or too small, that it feels disconnected from the bed. Consider an inexpensive piece of wall sculpture instead of a painting. Some people like inspirational words above their bed. If making a statement, make it bold!

- Use color or texture for interest. Place a rug on the floor, over your carpet if necessary. Layers of flooring are better than layers of sweatshirts and dirty underwear.

- If the ceiling, bed linens and floor are all too similar, add a contrasting color for depth and balance. Rooms need contrast for them to feel grounded and "whole".

- Create a personal story around you of things that will inspire you to have sweet dreams (words, pillows, blankets, books, Art, silence, notepaper, flowers, pens, stuffed animals, plants, lotion, photographs, music, nothingness.

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Which we improved their memories?

2010-10-23T00:19:00.000-07:00

We can understand if an elderly forgets things as failing memory is an ordinary problem at that age. However, there are some people who are in their teens or younger, old and those who have not reached the octogenarian years who are also capable of memory failure. For a student, this is extremely a big concern. Having an exam and forgetting what you have reviewed spells trouble. It is even more crucial if you cannot remember what your lesson was all about this day. If this is becoming a normal occurrence, should you not start to ask "how can I improve my memory?"

Memory lapses can be very alarming especially if you are still young. The earlier you take action on enhancing your recollection of everyday tasks and if you are a student, your lessons, the better it will be for you. Finding ways to answer the question how can I improve my memory must be sought and be implemented before your brain deteriorates at an early age. Taking the necessary steps to develop remembrance of events, names, and activities will not be troublesome if you are willing to put effort in achieving this endeavor. The internet offers a lot of online student tips for you to win this over.

Memory power involves reviewing your daily activities that might be hampering in attaining your goal. Following are a few tips to answer your question: How can I improve my memory?

1. Check for vices such as smoking, drinking, staying late at night or being a couch potato. These are bad habits that curtail the brain cells and in effect destroy your reminiscing abilities.

2. Do some exercises. Get up and stretch those limbs and muscles. Exercise is not just good for your body but for the whole you. Especially recommended are cardiovascular work outs to rouse your brain. Some of these cardiovascular activities are running, jogging and even stationary biking. All of these help in the control of blood sugar diffusion levels and assist in the synthesis of sugar compounds, for example glucose within your body. In the process, more blood will surge to the brain and thus, ensures that the brain will function efficiently.

Another good exercise for the brain is reading. Keep on reading as it stimulates the mind to think, analyze and ponder on what has been read. Read books that involve all the senses to keep you awake and alive.

3. Proper diet. People have told you to take this as as it is food for the brain. Your search for answers to the query "how can I improve my memory" can be answered by including the following in your daily meals. These are blueberries, onions, spinach, broccoli, grapes and those that have Vitamins A and B. An empty stomach obviously will not yield any input no matter how much you rack your brain.

4. Reflect on optimistic and sanguine ideas or thoughts. Do not let taxing and over-powering circumstances get the best of you.

5. Engage in worthwhile diversions that defy your brain power and motivates you to reflect and think. The internet offers a lot of tactical games and brain quizzes to get that head working and kindle it to think.

These tips when followed can get the better out of your memory and you can finally triumph over memory lapses. Do not let your mind stagnate by doing unnecessary or unchallenging activities. Online student tips can only be effective if you commit yourself to accomplish your goal of enhancing your brain power. You have asked how can I improve my memory and now that you were given these tips, it is up for you to make it work for your own good.

Sweet love story

2010-10-19T10:31:00.000-07:00

Free online romance stories are available for everyone to read. They are very popular and, they come with so many advantages. The first advantage is the fact that they are free. Romance stories are very captivating and they bring out stories of love and affection. It is pretty easy to become addicted to them because they are very sweet. Free online romance stories will be found on the Internet in sites that are dedicated to providing the stories. There are very many sites and, you will definitely find them very helpful. The free online stories on love will provide all you need. You will be highly inspired and, you might even want to try a hand at writing. Presenting your love story online is very easy. This is a platform that you can use easily to give you the exposure and experience. There are sites which specifically look for new talent as they explore some of the stories on love.

Free online romance stories may be short and they may also be long. If you wish to go through a story of romance quickly, you will find the short stories especially helpful. Reading online can be done through your computer or you can even print out the story to read it away from the computer screen. There are all kinds of subgenres to expect from these online stories. If you feel that you can write a very good story, it is time to start searching. You need to search for a very good site where you can submit your work. There are very many online editors who are just looking for your work. If you can write a compelling story, it is time to be going to work and give it a try. You do not have to read masterpieces from other people all the time; you can also produce your very own story. Free online romance stories will enable you to put all your work out there. There are very many audiences for the work and, you will need to produce the best work.

This is how your journey to becoming a popular writer starts. Free online romance stories will centre on the love. The plot has got to be very exciting and well thought of. It is vital that you spend time in reading other stories. This way, you will know how exactly stories are structured when writing romance. Romance is something that will require you to feel things. You do not have to copy or think too much when you are searching for inspiration in romance. It is life and, you just have to look deep inside you and it will flow to you. Make sure to take advantage of all the things that will help you become a better romance writer or reader. There is nothing complicated about finding the online short stories. You need the Internet and a computer and, you are ready to indulge into the matters of love. Make sure to have fun when you are reading and writing the stories.

Love Is Life

2010-10-13T12:20:00.000-07:00

If you are saying you want the love of your life back, it means that he has broken up with you and you still love him. You might think he is gone forever, but getting him back might be easier than you think. But this is a crucial time and you can make it hard or easy, it will all depend upon the approach you take. Here are expert tips to make him beg for your love.

Although your chances of getting your ex back might look pretty dim, you can make them brighter. You just need to make the right approach at the right time. There is still love in his heart for you and memories of the good times together in his mind. The way to get him back is to bring that love and memories to his attention. The fastest way to make someone want something is to make them think they cannot have it. Make this happen and he will be running back to your arms.

You never should approach an animal when it is angry. Since your ex boyfriend is like a wounded bear right now, it makes sense to stay away from him. In fact you should not have any contact with him for at least a month. That might seem like a long time, but you can put it to good use. Start by getting a grip on your emotions. Your family, that you might have been neglecting, can be a big help at this time. Their love and support will give you renewed confidence and strength.

Next you should go out with your friends and have a good time. Your ex boyfriend has been wondering why you were not trying to get him back. Hearing about you having a good time will make him think you are moving on. This will make him realize he still loves you and he does not want to lose you. It will also make him remember the good times you had together and long to have them back.

All of this will make him see what a big mistake he made in breaking up with you. When that happens, you will soon be getting back the love of your life. But, you need to remember what you learned by this hard experience. Men always want what they think they cannot have. If you always stay just a little out of his reach and never let him think he owns you, he will be your man forever.

love for you

2010-10-08T13:32:00.000-07:00

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* I m feeling so happy, do u know why? cuz i m so lucky, do u know how? cuz God loves me.Do u know how? cuz he gave me a gift. Do u know what? its YOU my love.

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* I am in hospital now. After 5 minutes, I will be transferred to a surgery room. The doctor told me, I will die if I stop RECEIVING YOUR SMS.

* If U delete this message that's bcoz u love me. .. If u save it thats bcoz u desire me .. & if u ignore it thats bcoz u miss me. So what u gonna do with It?

* uv been called b4 cupids court 4 stealin my heart.trespassin in my dreams & robin me of my senses.uv been sentened 2 a lifetime wiv me- how do u plead?

* When a girl cries 4 a boy
it means she miss him a lot

* when a boy cries 4 a girl it means
no one in this world can love the girl
more than that boy.that's true

* The Thread asked the Candle:
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* Candle replied: "You R my heart.
If U suffer, I'm bound to shed Tears 4 U"
That's a Relationship!

* love my eyes when U look into them,
I love my name when U say it,

* I love my heart when U love it,
I love my life when U are in it.

* Love is Special, Love is Rare.
Love is made 4 two 2 Share.

* Love is Gentle, Love is Blind,
Love begins wen 2 Hearts combine!

* Just had an x-ray taken.
Guess what they found?
It was U safely stucked in my heart.
They said my heart is fine with U in it.
Remove U and I'm DEAD!

Romantic Love

2010-10-05T10:52:00.000-07:00

Few lines are 4 u......
I'm looking for a friend today,
a friend who will never stay away.
I want one friend or may be two,
but I want a friend who's just like you.

I'm looking for a friend, you see,
a friend who needs someone like me.
I want this friend, I really do,
but I want a friend who's just like you.

I am looking for a friend sincere,
a friend who'll always bring good cheer.
I want a friend who wants me too,
but I want a friend who's just like you.

I am looking for a friend who's good,
who’ll do the things a kind friend should.
I want a friend who's happy too,
but I want a friend who's just like you.

I'm looking for a loving friend,
who’ll not let our friendship end.
I want a friend who's always true,
I think I've found my friend......... thats in u

Love is said to exist in 3 stages, lust, attraction, and attachment. And for most of us, this is a well known fact. However, what many of us may not realize is, recent studies have shown that the brain, releases a certain set of chemicals, when people are in love.

These chemicals include Pheromones, Dopamine, Norepinephrine and Serotonin. Without getting technical, the outcome is a feeling of euphoria or excitement.

This chemical effect and lust, is said not to last more than a couple of months, and is the initial emotion which is experienced in romantic love.

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The second stage of Love is, attraction, and is usually based on physical attraction, common interest, and attributes, such as money, status, job title, standing in the community, popularity, etc.

The first two stages of love, lust and attraction, are NOT enough to create a long term relationship. The third stage of love, "attachment" is needed to sustain a long term relationship.

It should be noted, that attachment is avoided, at all cost by some lovers, especially if they have been hurt in the past. This usually is the case, when a couple has been dating for two or three months, and everything is great until one day, one partner makes a sudden move to exit the relationship. Fear of attachment can be a huge stumbling block, when trying to get your mate man or woman to say, "I do."

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After the feeling of excitement and euphoria, wear thin after a couple of months, this is where mature actions, must be applied if a relationship is to last. For some, the lost of that euphoria is too much, and they follow the feeling to a new relationship and start all over again with someone new.

A love story follows the events when a couple makes it through all three stages. Movies, novels, and short love stories which provide this type of entertainment, provide a way for the viewer or reader to "remember," when they too felt that way. This type of entertainment reinforces our belief and faith in love.

A sad love story is when one partner doesn't make it through all the stages, and this type of entertainment helps us to mend our own broken heart in the process.

When My Friend Failed In Love

2010-10-03T12:34:00.000-07:00

A genius is simply a person who doesn't find it difficult to give answers to question. They do things in a unique way. They are smart, they know what to do in a complex situation. They are prominent people in the society. They give unique solutions to any problem in their chosen career. People often go and meet them for solution to their problems. Remember what Emerson said," if a man can write a better book, preach a better sermon or make a better mouse trap than his neighbor, even though he builds his house in the wood, the world will find a beaten path to his door.

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They do not wake up one day and find themselves perfect. Even some of them are a God unlikely candidate for success. Genius are not born but they are made. They are not born in a mysterious way neither are they perfectly made by God. Although they possess such superior quality, does that mean they don't fail? Of course they fail but they set their eye on the goal not the going. Whenever they fall down, they always pick something. They see failure has another opportunity to try again more intelligently; they haven't time to doubt to doubt what they believe; they never settle for the replica and they believe temporary defeat often turns out to be blessing in disguise.

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At a certain stage in life they decided to be themselves. They don't want to follow the crowd. They know surely that they are naturally endowed. God has given them one or more talent to get them out of the state of anonymity. They focus on their dream and setup a target. Although they stumble but they don't give up. At the end, they are able to turn their paragraph of failure into stories of success. They are ordinary people with extra-ordinary amount of determination.

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We all are genius. We are all created with outstanding talent. Just that we tend to ignore it and we end up becoming a nobody. Are you one of the category of people who just roam about the street not knowing what they want but feeling sure they don't have it. It is simply because you haven't discover yourself. A man who doesn't know where he is going will surely follow another man that knows. If you do not discover yourself, you have committed two sins. Firstly, you have refuse to achieve God's aim for your life. Secondly, you have refuse to utilize the talent God has given to you.

Discover yourself and start working towards your dream. Every 10 people you see on the street, 5 of them have your money in their pocket, if only you could solve their problem, they will give it to you.

If you want to become a genius expect their breakfast. Failures and disappointment are the breakfast of a genius. You must not give up because you fail. 99 percent of success depends on previous failure. Always persist. Do not follow the shortcut. The path of persistence pays. Consider what the writer of soar magazine said," it's a sprint in our dream, a marathon in reality. Crossing from the desert land of hope to the water land of reality is a marathon. It takes determination and perseverance.

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So, if you want to become a genius, you must learn from your failures.

Here's how to become a genius:
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2. Set your eyes on the goal not the going.
3. Be determined
4. Expect failure, the greatest teacher of a genius.

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Sweet Memories....

2010-10-01T13:13:00.000-07:00

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Remember telling friends the deepest secrets of your life, and knowing they'd remain secrets.Remember the craziness of the dorm, getting sudden bursts of energy and looking for people, even total strangers, to harass.Remember to never lose touch with those FRIENDS you've made here, because you have all changed and grown enormously together, and that is something very sacred to be shared.Remember you are only here for a short while, time flies before you realize it, so make it last, make it memorable, make it the best time of your life, the best memories that you can carry with you for the rest of your days, Remember to love ones you love, life isn't forever.

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REMEMBER TO LOVE YOUR FRIENDS, WHETHER THEY COME, GO, LOVE YOU OR HURT YOU.

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Feeling's of love

2010-09-29T12:34:00.000-07:00

Feeling's of love

You and me,remember
In the month of December
Sitting under that tree
Where'LOVE'was absolutely free
We were together
And romantic was the weather
You were so close
I needed no extra dose
Love was in the air
And i would see you evrywhere
Can't forget your lips,
Rosy red
Which would make even the
Braviest lie dead
I stil remember that amazing kiss
Something none would want
to miss
Through beautiful lands
With my hands in your hands
We went on and on
Till the sun was gone.
Suddenly,
Suddenly,there was
Change in the weather
We were no longer together
Circumstances have betrayed us
Distances have strayed us
I know you are crying
But believe me,'I am trying'
I know you are weeping
But believe me even I'm not sleeping.
Your dream comes,but
Never goes.
Memories are fresh like a
Fresh rose.

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FOR ALL WHOM THEY BELIVE IN LOVE
COME AND RISE IN LOVE
LOVE IS OPEN $ ALL.

The Best Thing i Want to TEll U About Love is that if u want to love jion love or if u want to run away from Love Fall in Love.

i have said nothing because there is nothing I can say that would describe how I feel as perfectly as you deserve it to no about love.

If asked why I love her I would say
It’s the sway in her hips,
the thickness in her thighs.
It’s the lust in her lips,
the love in her eyes.
It’s the softness of her skin,
the silk in her hair.
It’s the twist in her walk;
it’s the sweetness in her talk.
It’s the way she loves me
that makes me love her each day.
That is what I would say.

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I'll never forget the day we met
Upstairs at my grandma's house on the internet

I never thought I could ever feel this way
But instant love is what I found that day

I used to believe that instant love could be
But always with others and never with me

I was truly wrong about that
Because love struck me in a five minute chat

Some people say, love from the internet isn't true
But I know that I was meant for you

Some may ask, how do I know
And the answer is, because my heart told me so
How do you know when you're in love,

Is another question some people want to know
And the answer is, something from inside you begins to glow

I found you on the internet
And for some reason you're the one I can't forget

Some people may disapprove of our internet relationship
But that's ok because no matter what some people may say
I will always love you

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Sweet Memories Of LIfe

2010-09-28T12:03:00.000-07:00

When I Miss My Love

Tujhe Mein Pyaar Karoon, Aur Itna Pyaar KaroonTujhe Mein Pyaar Karoon, Aur Itna Pyaar KaroonKe Jab Talak Mein Jiyun Sirf Tere Intezaar KaroonTujhe Mein Pyaar Karoon, Aur Itna Pyaar Karoon

Dilon Ki Baat Nahin Janthe, Yeh Sab Zuban WaaleVafa Ka Jurm Samjhte Hai Yeh Sab Jahaan WaaleAgar Yeh Jurm Hai Toh Yeh Jurm Baar Baar KaroonKe Jab Talak Mein Jiyun Tere Intezar KaroonTujhe Mein Pyaar Karoon, Aur Itna Pyaar KaroonTujhe Mein Pyaar Karoon, Aur Itna Pyaar KaroonTujhe Mein Pyaar Karoon, Aur Itna Pyaar KaroonKe Jab Talak Mein Jiyun Sirf Tere Intezaar KaroonTujhe Mein Pyaar Karoon, Aur Itna Pyaar Karoon

Teri Khushi.. Na Ho Shaamil, Voh Phir Khushi..z Kya HaiTere.. Bagaair Jo Guzrein, Voh Zindagi Kya.. HaiKayi Sadi Mein Tere Pyaar Pe Nisaar KaroonKe Jab Talak Mein Jiyun Tere Intezaar KaroonTujhe Mein Pyaar Karoon, Aur Itna Pyaar KaroonTujhe Mein Pyar Karoon, Aur Itna Pyaar KaroonKe Jab Talak Mein Jiyun Sirf Tere Intezaar KaroonTujhe Mein Pyaar Karoon, Aur Itna Pyaar Karoon

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A Funny Story

Read this out................ How many of You think this wayShe gives a missed call to him … and He calls her back…

She: Hello!

He: {are yaar...Raat ke 10 bajte nahin ki iski 2-2 second waali missedcalls shuru…pata nahi aaj kya bore karegi}Hi ...kya baat hai..?

She: kuch nahi...bas aise hi phone kiya...

He: {Aise hee ??? Yeh kya Radio Station hai ki aise hee ...!! Aur Callkahan kiya ?... khali missed call to diya hai, roz ki tarah...}oh....ok ..kya kar rahi thi ??

She: abhi abhi dinner khatam kiya...tum kya kar rahe the?

He: {mai to lunch karke utha hoon na}Mera bhi abhi abhi dinner khatam hua.. ab...."Ladki Kyon NajaaneKyon" sun raha hu FM par....She: nice song… (And then she hums a line from the song "Hum Tum")

He: {Yaaaaaaaaarrrrr …kyun bola gaane ka naam .. Ab ye Madonna saare raaggaa degi yaheen}Hey!!!! Tum itni achchi gaati ho? mujhe pata hi nahi tha ..

She: *giggles*

He: {Ohhhho kya hansti hai .. aisa lag raha hai koi gaadi start kar rahahai}Hey ek aur baar gaao na pls!

She: Yehan sab so rahe hai... Agar main gaaongi to sab uth jaaenge…

He: {Ekdum Correct...woh yehi samjhenge ki koi paagal, kisi baat parnaraaz ho gayi hai ...}Come on! Please!

She: Hattt ...I don't sing that well

He: {Yeh to saari duniya ko pata hai... paka kyun rahi hai}It was really sweet. Please gaao na dear …

She: Mujhe kuch ajeeb sa lagta hai jaan …

He: {mujhe tujhse jyada ajeeb lagta hai, dekh phir bhi shaheed hone kotayaar baitha hoon}Aisa kuch bhi nahi hai jaanu...gaao na

He: {mere ko doosra raasta nahi hai....is liye bola}Abhi tum gaaogi ya nahi ?

She: kyun pareshaan kar rahe ho?

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He: Acchha ! Ok Nahi karta

She: I don't have that great a voice ... ye to aise hee gaa diya tha ...warna mai nahin gaati

He: {Fir aise hee ??? bada ehsaan karti agar nahin gaati … kaan mai sekhoon nikalne waala hai... saala gadha bhi sharma jaayeteri awaaz sunke…}hmmmm

She: Theek hai... jab itni zid kar rahe ho... sirf ek stanza gaaungi theekhai??

He: {Abbe teri !!! fas gayaaaaa ... shittttt … aur kya kya jhelna padegamalum nahi…}Great!!!!

She: kaunsa gaana gaau ?

He: {Tum kuch bhi gaao... meri to aaj by default neend haraam hai…}Hmmmm… 'Mahiya' from Awarapan?

She: Nice song. But mujhe lyrics yaad nahi hai

He: {Thank God ... Text book chhodke tujhe aur kya pata hai bol ...}Dhoom Machale?

She: Nahi main wohi gaana gaaungiHe: {Aye tere nakhre ... mai to jaise mara jaa raha hoon teri awaaz sun neke liye Shakira … koi bhi gaana gaa....mere kaan to pakne waale hai}Cool

(She clears her throat, hums a line and then)

She: Nahi jaan… I am feeling very shy!

He: {Tu shuru kyun hoti hai … ek bar shuru hokar khatam kyun nahin kartijaldi jaldi... ab kya Eden Gardens book karun, tab gayegi}Gaao na....pls gaao na....teri awaaz ki samundar me main doob jaanachahta hoon

She: dekho...ab tum mujhe naaraaz kar rahe ho …

He: {Achchha ab tujhe manaane mai poore sheher ko phool leke bhejun kya}No no.... Tum shy feel kar rahi ho na... is liye... Trying to make ucomfortable …

She: Hmmm…

He: {Ye makkhi ki tarah kya shuru ho gayi}Please gaao na darling...

She: Main kal gaaun?

He: {Haaaaaannnn...jaaan bachi... nikal leta hoon...abhi mauka hai}Theek hai jaisi tumhaari merzi

She: Hmmm

He: Good night

She: Good night

She: Sweet Dreams… Take care...

He: Sweets dreams to u too... {kaahe ke sweet dreams .. sone degi tab naayenge dreams …abhi 2 minute mein fir call karegi}

After a while She calls Him (sorry...that never happens, she gives only amissed call)She: Hey… so gaye the kya?

He: {Nahiii...current ka aavishkaar kar raha tha...}Nahi jaan

She: kya kar rahe ho?

He: {Raat ko kya gili danda khelna hai...}Match dekh raha thaShe: Theek hai tum match dekho

He: {phone rakhegi to dekhunga na... ya tu running commentary sunayegi}Hey it's ok... purana match hai

She: Did u feel bad I didn't sing?

(Since it is a tricky question, He thinks for a while)

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She sings 1 stanza from the song

'Jiski aankhon me meri hi nami.....'

He: Wow. Too good!

She: jhoot....mujhe maloom hai ki meri awaaz itni achchi nahi hai

He: {Saamne aa jaa, fir bataata hoon... pagal kar diya... chalo shukr haiself realization hai ... J}Nahi darling you really sing well

She: nahi..mujhe maloom hai tum bas aise hi keh rahe ho

He: {Very good.. aakhir tumne pata laga hi liya.....kyun bhagwaan kyun !!mere saath ye julm kyun}Cheee! Cheee! teri voice agar itni buri hoti to main kya ab tak nasun raha hota

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She: Hmmmm...theek hai.. good night.. ab tum bhi so jaao…

He: {Achcha mil gayi permission ... waise tera gaana sunne ke baad neendkahan aayegi ab ....}Good night!

She: Take care

He: You too

She: Hey....

He: {Arrre yaar.. aaj ye nahi chhodegi} kya hai sweety?

She: sach bataao honey..meri voice achchi hai ya nahi...He: {Tu apni voice record karke sun kyon nahi leti ek baar !! dimaag kadahi kar rakha hai .. lassi banaake peeja mere dimaag ki}sachchi... Of course.

She: sirf jhoot

He: {Iski toh... !! jab pata hai to mujhse kya singing sensation ka awardlegi !! phata dhol…}Not at all. You sing very well…

She: Hmmm.... tum keh rahe ho to theek hi hoga. Good night.He: Good Night!!

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Ek ladki rozana burke main collage jati thi....Ek ladka us ladki ko behad pyar karta tha..Ladka rozana us ladki ko raste main jate hua cheda karta tha....ladka ladki se kehta......E parda nashi ...parda hata aur apne husn ka jalwadikha..Ladki uski baat ko sunti aur chupchap chali jati...Ek din ladke ne raste me ladki ka haath pakadkar kaha...Jaan ,janemaan, janejigar, jane tamanna..agar tumne kal meri mohabbat ko kabul nahi kiya to main apni jaan de dunga.Ladki muskurakar chali gayi..Ladki 3 - 4 din tak collage nahi gayiBad main ladki ko pata chala ki ladke ne such me khudkhushi kar li hai..Ladki roti huyi ladke ki KABR par gayi or apna nakab khol kar boli..A mere gumnam aashiq dekh teri mehbooba aayi hai ji bhar ke uska didar kar le..Tabhi KABR main se aawaz aati hai..A khuda ye teri kaisi khudai hai,Aaj hum parde me hain aur wo benakab aayi hai ?...... I Miss You My love

He: {Bad eh? Crazy girl... this was the luckiest day in my life, since youdidn't sing}Bad toh main nahi keh raha jaanu. But I want you to be comfortablefirst.... tumhi ne bola ki main kal gaaungi.....So, me waiting… {maine to socha tha ki aaj bach gaya... dhatttttereki L}

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Sweet Dreams Of Life

2010-09-26T10:47:00.000-07:00

Kyon door ho kar bhi

Koi dil ke paas rehta hai.

Dil ke paas ho kar bhi

Kyon us ka intezaar rehta hai.

Yeh kaisa dard hai

Jo meetha sa lagta hai.

Mehfil mein hoon magar

Mujhe tanha sa lagta hai.

Kyon ham har pal

Unke khayaalon mein khoy rehte hain.

Unke hi khayaalon se

Apni duniya sajaaye rehte hain.

Kyon lagta hai

Ham unke bina adhoore hain.
Mil jaaye agar woh

MAK LOVE: Khubsoorat hain woh lub
Jo pyari baate karte hai,
Khubsoorat hai woh muskurahat,
Jo doosro ke chehro par bhi muskan saja de...

Khubsoorat hai woh dil,
Jo kisi ke dard ko samjhe,
Jo kisi ke dard mein tadpe,
Khubsoorat hai woh jazbat,
Jo kisika ehsaas kare...

Khubsoorat hai woh baate,
Jo kisi ka dil na dukhaye...

Khubsoorat hai wo aankhein,
Jin mein sharm o haya ho,
Khubsoorat hai woh ansoo
Jo kisi ke dard ko mehsoos karke beh jaye...

Khubsoorat hai woh Haath,
Jo kisi ko mushkil waqt mein tham le,
Khubsoorat hai woh kadam,
Jo kisi ki madad ke liye aage badhein...

Khubsoorat hai woh ehsaas,
Jo kisi ke dard ke me dawa bane...

Khubsoorat hai woh soch,
Jo kisi ke liye achcha soche,
Khubsoorat hai woh insan,
Jisko KHUDA ne ye, khubsoorati ada ki...!

Tere bin me yu kaise jiya

2010-09-25T16:24:00.000-07:00

Barnaby Griffin's sad songs aren't well recorded. The production is shoddy and has clearly been done at home. The mixes are a bit quiet, the vocals are heavy with needless effects, and there is a general imperfection which runs through all of his work. For some listeners, this will be an instant no-go area. Why persevere with an artist who clearly has such low production values? But what Barnaby Griffin lacks in his technical know-how, he more than makes up for it in his rich melodies and captivating and heart-felt lyrics.

In 10 songs, which is the maximum allowance he has uploaded to MySpace, he seems to capture the emotion, fragility and desperation of relationships. These are love songs stripped bare and the honesty of the music slaps the listener in the face with a sense of discomfort. When I first listened to Barnaby Griffin's sad songs I felt I was intruding on a world in which I wasn't welcome. Some of the sad songs made me feel quite voyeuristic, as if I was reading Barnaby Griffin's diary. Again, this make turn off some listeners (after all who wants to feel genuinely invasive while listening to music?) but with some perseverance I realized it was not the music's fault but my guilty reaction to it. The crux is that I could relate to what was being sung to me, and it was refreshing and honest, despite the emergence of a few cliches here and there.

One of my favorite sad songs in this collection is 'Cling'. In two relatively short choruses and verses I am told a story of crushing loss. The singer stands on a beach remembering the intense love he had with his perfect partner. It then transpires that on this beach he lost his girl in a calamitous accident where she was swept out to sea. He remembers with regret, guilt and dismay as he reaches out for his lover who is just out of reach and unable to 'Cling' to him and be safe. The physical idea of clinging is turned into a metaphorical clinging in the second chorus as the singer tells us he is unable to move on with his life due to this catastrophe, and the 'memory of her gets stronger each day'. So in effect, she is 'clinging' to him. This clever lyrical turn around is very potent and anybody who has lost a loved one can relate to the paralyzing nature of memories.

A simpler, yet beautiful, track by Barnaby Griffin is 'Shanghai'. In 3 short verses, and a middle section, we hear the story of a couple parting for the very last time. Shanghai is the setting for the termination of the relationship and the 'neon sky' described in the song juxtaposes with the greyness of emotion. Shanghai has extra meaning in the relationship as the couple first met there 15 years ago, and now they have come full circle and depart in the same setting. As Barnaby Griffin creatively describes it as 'Sad Swings and Dumb Roundabouts', expressing the inevitably of fate and coincidence.

Each of Barnaby Griffin's sad songs have something unique. 'Sad Eyes' is written in the third person and tells a harrowing tale of two dysfunctional lovers. 'Three Places' is Barnaby wearing his heart on his sleeve and in somewhat quirky, yet intelligent language expresses his love for his partner and the heartache at being apart.

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2010-09-23T14:13:00.000-07:00

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The Stranger's Story

2010-09-20T11:11:00.000-07:00

Federico Cristobal Palacios, he looked persistently interested in something, exactly what he didn't say, and no one exactly asked him what he was doing there, having nothing to do with the charge of the large chicken franchise. He sat down by the time card, near the office, in the back of the largest chicken café in Huancayo, Peru. The weather outside was damp, it had been raining, the October rains had started, and had you asked him, by the look on his face, it didn't seem to interest him anymore than the women bringing up chicken to the a certain other woman who was doing the checking of the chickens, the woman had a cigarette in her mouth. "I think," she said to the young lady with a rotting and green looking chicken, "we'll use this one for chicken soup, chop it up," she demanded.

The law was something-so it appeared-outside of her mind, not fearful of it one iota, and the look on her face told Federico, had an inspector asked her who allowed this chicken to be put into soup for public consumption, she'd decline to have anything to do with the order. She kept that cigarette in her mouth without smoking it all during Federico's deliberation of this, or perhaps it was more like contemplation.

This is the sort of thing I mean he was seeing-one person after the other came to this section, some eating chicken, then having it inspected, then putting it into the soup, or re-cooked, or used for other plates to be served to the public.

In a way it wasn't all that puzzling to him, just pay the judge or the inspector or the police officer a small sum of money, and they'd look the other way, such things happened in Huancayo everyday on a regular bases, the bribing was cheaper than fixing the problem, and heck, no one went to jail. And if anyone died because of the rotting and rat bitten meat, no one talked about it, and if they did it was forgotten the next day.

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Anyhow, the man's name was Freddy Sali, and he had come near the stranger, he might once have been a sheep herder or something of the sort in the near by Los Andes, in the Mantaro Valley, there was a peculiar abstract air about him. About himself and his past, he wore a dark suite, and a pin to that, a golden pin, and a nice tie, short trimmed hair, perchance, in his late forties.

"If you sit over there, by those other fellows you'll have a better chance in getting a job," Freddy told the stranger, in a hurry. What was not known was he had not come there for a job. As to his story, Freddy didn't ask, and the stranger didn't say. He knew anyhow, the stranger that is, knew, the devil was there-it doesn't matter then-men can't tell the truth in that direction, so let it go.

To be a little more indefinite about this stranger, he got up and walked over to that place Freddy pointed to, and a dozen men were sitting at, waiting. Freddy was there with a few other fellows, handing out cards, brown thin cards, cards like perhaps a traveling agent might give. Freddy had been some sort of a small official, he had given one man two cards, then took one back, gave it to Federico. Then walked away, next, the man who Freddy had give the two cards to, and had taken one back leaned over the shoulder of Federico and his chair, and grabbed it from Federico, said, "It belongs to my friend," which it would have seemed, his friend had disappeared, if indeed there was such a friend, perhaps he wanted to sell it. It was in his blood, Federico knew, and then the stranger in front of him asked, "You got a license to drive a truck?"

"Yes," said Federico, looked at this frugal man and after a short time said, "I wonder if that robber, who took the card from my hand ever pays taxes?"

It was just an off the wall statement, nothing more -the man was strong and well-built, but now grew thin and nervous. Yet he carried himself well with a sort of dark air surrounding him. He had something that appealed strongly to men, a roughness, a seedy kind of roughness, trying to get, or have it creep out of Federico, who he was, and what was he doing there. You know how such things are done. You say such and such, and expect the other person to tell you what you want to know, if indeed you are willing to talk things over with a stranger, but Federico wasn't willing, and this annoyed the other man. And he grew angry and tramped off to the bathroom hoping Federico would disappear before he got back.

The other men talked and talked after that, and life in the chicken hiring area of the franchise, had been jaded somewhat, and grew habitually more silent, and when Federico was silent, the other men become evermore silent. Prior to this, they had all talked for two hours and then someone waved from an open door, only Federico noticed it, he picked up his few belongings, his hat, and newspaper and walked to the opened door.

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He had come in from out of the October rains. You see at first everyone who saw him thought he had something to do with something at the Chicken Franchise. Some were even convinced he was, more than what he was, perhaps the tax man, or law, or a judge-whose to say, just because he sat there silent most of the morning, breathing in that chicken air of indifference, everyone began wanting to do something for him, or find out something about him. Word of mouth among the folks there, which came in confusion, also came in whispers and murmurs, likened on a crazy little stage, no one broke out into cheers, but most wanted to make sure he was not the law, for one reason or the other, to stay clear of the law.

To him, to Federico Cristobal Palacios, the door was open to the side of the chicken franchise, and thus, this was simply a location among many he saw, one might go to avoid the rain, as he had done. For him, there was nothing important in life to talk over with strangers, he was sixty-one years old, looked perhaps like fifty, looking for work, and while he sat there he saw a good deal of how people in the city -some with glasses others without glasses turned a cheek, when it came to their needs and wants, perhaps when they got home they complained to their wives of the dirty, rotting chickens they were serving: had they got the job, surely they said nothing, or if something, perhaps on the order of something more casual, less brutal for the company.

As Federico, arrived at the door, he hugged his wife, happily, she had been looking for him, "I have dear a very small amount of money on me left (she had done some shopping), barely enough to buy a meal for me, I feel miserable poor," she said, adding, "I'm hungry, why not eat some chicken at this franchise?"

"No...no, never-we can't eat here!" he said. She looked at him surprised, knowing she'd be unable to break his resistance.

"I had stopped to simply get out of the rain, and oh well, it's a long story, and unbelievable, let's go to the Mia Mamma, they have some great choices, like the Denver Sandwich, or Irish Soup, and you can be sure nothing looks or tastes, or is, like dirty lace curtains.

And so they stood there for a moment, near this peculiar grey greasy chicken building waiting for the taxi, cold and cheerless.

Sweet Dreams Rain Story

2010-09-17T13:01:00.000-07:00

Everything looked ideal at the launch of my ride from Allahabad to Mumbai. I had the leathers to comfort me in the hostile winters of the three states I will be riding through; the haversack was hanging happily on the left side and most importantly, Kartoos (my motorcycle) sounded gruesomely hungry, impatient to swallow 1400 km. I was excited and thrilled about the lonely ride. I always liked riding alone, because it gave me the freedom of halting anywhere, light a cigarette and look around.

The first day of my ride was customary, as I started at 1 in the afternoon, and expected to reach Jabalpur by 8 P.M and take refuge in a hotel. Covering 400 hundred kms in 8 hours wasn't easy. The road conditions and other motorists such as drunk and sleepy truck drivers make the passage very thorny.

After exiting from the borders of Allahabad, I entered the dreaded area of Reva, which I refer to as the Red Town. The flying red soil from the earth creates blinding layers of dust. The roads are completely disintegrated with innumerable 'dinoholes'. Certainly, the most treacherous road I have ever ridden on, in my 15 years of riding experience; it took me 3 hours to traverse 25 kms, whilst my knuckles cried out of pain managing the clutch of a 500 cc engine and balancing the meteoric 200kgs machine. Curiously, this town's red looks chillingly synonyms with its bloody track record. That's right; it is judged as one of the most violent in Uttar Pradesh. Anyway, I reached Jabalpur around 9 P.M. and took shelter in a hotel on the Russell Street, albeit no one knew who Russell is.

The second day started early and I left the hotel at around 5 in the morning, with the intention to chug the 250 kms between Jabalpur and Nagpur swiftly. The roads connecting the two cities and the two states can also be utilized as a runway for private jets, as its temptingly wide with no sign of human existence for as long as 25 kms at a stretch. Open went my throttle and I had some serious fun on this stretch.

Covering 250 km in 3 hours should validate that expression. But, soon all this was to come to an end like a bubble burst.

As I entered Maharashtra, the rain came pouring down leaving me surprised. Keeping me occupied expecting that the rain would cease in no time as it doesn't rain in the month of November, for the first few minutes I tried to remain calm and oblivious towards the frightening thought of riding in rains.

After seeing no let up in its determination to deprive me of my riding rights, I pulled over and lit a cigarette this time not to introspect or to open any imaginative window of my mind but to console my nerves, suffering from anxiety currently. I decided to have a cup of tea and contemplate the strategies to deal with the beautiful adversary. By now I was completely wet and the frosty rains had done what it's capable of; I had started to freeze. Sitting in a cot at a dhaba on the precincts Nagpur I started calculating the cons and cons of riding further; I reached some depressing conclusions.

Rains make the roads wet and slippery, which hinders the speed of a motorised bicycle and things get worse as the human body is directly exposed to the lashes. This meant I will be suffering from brutal body pain in the next couple of hours. Wet glasses make the vision murky and I didn't have vipers on my cosy goggles and had to get rid of them, which meant aching eyes. Besides all this rains create a deceitful milieu for riders and drivers alike.

Consequently, I suffered the first nervous breakdown after I reckoned the blitz of these nuisances that will be unleashed on me if the rains did not impede.

Finding no solutions for these intimidating problems, I got back in the saddle and started riding again. In the meantime, my endeavour to find a wind-cheater was on; astonishingly I didn't find one with the right dimensions till I reached Nasik (600 kms from Nagpur).

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As expected the speed was reduced drastically due to the wet roads and vision spoiling rains. I kept riding with wet clothes and boots for another eight hours with frequent halts at highway dhabas. Invading dhabas every 50 km and almost melting my body whilst standing close to the tandoors had become a convention. Because of these tandoors my bones remained serviceable for the 12 hours of spiteful rain-riding.

I witnessed approximately 8 to 10 accidents between Nagpur and Mumbai involving vehicles of all shapes and sizes. Most of the accidents were caused due to the unforeseen rains and overwhelmed road conditions.

From Allahabad to Mumbai at least 50% of the highway is getting overhauled according to the Golden Quadrilateral plan commenced during Atal Bihari Vajpayee's tenure as the PM. The highway of Akola is a part of this renovation plan as well; hence the hard work to make these roads better is in progress. And the government employees were too busy to notice that the construction materials such as sand, tar, blue metal et al were scattered all over the motorway, which can lead to a catastrophe. The combination of water, pollution and dust had just been perfected with the tar and blue metal blended in it with the topping of innumerable potholes. Now, it was more difficult to see and ride.

At times, potholes look shallower than they actually are; I underestimated the depth of one such pothole. While trying to overtake a truck, I slammed into a real deep one, which gave me wings. When Kartoos's front suspension went into it, I felt the rear tyre lifted over the ground.

Despite the numbness that commands one's mind after crashing, I had developed a habit to always run to the beast and probe the injuries it sustained before examining mine. I tried to continue with my own unscripted convention in this crash as well. I ran to Kartoos, lifted it and hustled it to the side of the road, where I parked it on the centre stand. Then, I sat with my back resting on a tree and smoked a cigarette. I had suffered many minor cuts and bruises on my palm and knees, but my right calf was burnt a little too wide after coming in contact with Kartoos's exhaust pipe.

Post-accident I sat on the side of the road for an hour, applying tooth paste on my burnt calf, with Kartoos resting on the centre stand still looking impregnable, while the Lorries and S.T buses moved at a snail's pace.

There was no civilization for 100 km. back and forth. After the accident, my body suffered bruises but my mind almost went kaput. I felt miserable, desperate to reach home and feel the warmth of my cave. I tried to call my loved ones but my cell phone couldn't find signal in this God forbidden land. Luckily, Kartoos forgave me for my madness and started at the first kick. I had to ignore the bruises, get back in the saddle and keep riding.

"A journey is like marriage. The certain way to be wrong is to think you control it"
- John Steinbeck.

I kept riding while the darkness covered the lands. At 9 into the night I was too tired to study the road I was riding on; I simply kept following the tail lights of S.T buses and big Lorries to cover the distances that seemed endless. The combination of water, tar and oil with disintegrated roads is lethal. If it wasn't for these bigger vehicles, in fact I might not have reached Mumbai for another 3 days.

That night for the first time in my life, I regretted being alone. I was riding on the lonely roads with no civilization around to find solace in, in these tough times; the only moving objects around were irritable vehicles with their doors shut.

Contemplating the appalling circumstances I was in, I prayed for my life and hoped that I don't die tonight. There were many odds which would play a significant role in making this prophecy come true such as deep pot holes, isolated and slippery roads passing through virgin forests, drunken truck drivers not bothered to run over a motorcyclist, local hoodlums who give wings to the rider by inserting lathis in the front tyre and then robbing him of his possessions, perhaps life. And what if no one ever discovered what happened to me.

When these cynical opinions barraged my worn out senses, I wondered what if I was accompanied by someone I knew and would trust, things would have been simpler then. People always criticized me for being reclusive, eccentric and self-interested and tonight I wished I shouldn't have been so raw. Most of the times I rode alone. Going to movies and eating out alone; I ignored friends, family, God and I regretted all this tonight; when the fear of death engrossed my wits and loneliness stung me like a venomous snake, I realized the significance of relationships, friendships and love.

Subsequently, I indulged in the process of answering imaginative questions to myself, such as why we live together in societies, why we talk to each other, why we look at each other, because its a human desire to be loved, to be cared about, to be touched, to be spoke with; I seemed to have concluded the true meaning of life.

And while contemplating these enlightening conclusions, I saw a sign board that read Welcome to Nasik, which meant this ordeal of mine was close to an end.

Being too particular about the sanitation and other facilities of a hotel room wasn't on my to-do list that night. When I entered Nasik, the mission was to capture a warm bed; I rode towards the first hotel that appeared on the horizon. I parked Kartoos cautiously, unleashed the haversack tied on the left side of its rear frame and invaded the hotel.

An old Sikh man in his 60s sat at the reception in the centre of the hall that was faintly lit and a gilt framed photo of Baba Nanak hung above us all on the wall behind the table. I went up to him shivering like someone possessed and asked "Khaat milegi tau?" He looked at me suspiciously and asked if I have an identification proof and instantly started blaming the recent bomb blasts for his rude conduct. Sure I said and bent down to open my wet haversack, which had water pouring out of it and wet clothes were being awkward to handle. While I was searching for my wallet I looked up and saw that the old man was sneaking at me with his shoulders resting over the counter. I didn't blame him for this; I actually seemed like a suspect on the run.

Finally, I found my wallet and handed my licence over to him, he read it thoroughly and called Ganesh, the room service boy to take me to my room. I asked for his permission before lighting a cigarette and waited for Ganesh to come and take me to my room and the lovely thing called Bed.

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A teenage boy came promptly and asked if he can lift the haversack for me, I denied and told him to take me to the room immediately, which he did; he was smart to understand my desperation. We went one flight up and reached the room I will be spending the big night in. He opened the door and I saw it, the sacred bed, which I felt was calling me with open arms.

Ganesh asked me if I need anything, when I answered in a firm no, he obediently left the room and I locked the door. Then I went off to sleep after having a quick bath with hot water.

I woke up around 11 in the morning and felt rejuvenated after the deep and comfortable sleep. I stood on the bed with my back resting on the wall and wondered about the things I did and the torment I went through in the last 2 days. I recalled the thoughts that haunted me the night before and how I hung on; the human desire to stay alive is avid. I stood up and opened the windowpane and the fresh breeze filled the room. I looked out through the window, there weren't many vehicles on the street even during this time of the day; public holiday was declared due to the diabolical rains.

I went out on the street and at a garment shop found a wind-cheater that fit me. I cleared my bill at the hotel and came to Kartoos. Kartoos has stood by me through all this like a real buddy, I concluded. I swung my right leg over, settled in the saddle and rode out of the city aristocratically on the road that took me home, through the beautiful Kasara ghat. The rains continued its onslaught, but couldn't bother me any more as I said to myself and to the rains "I have been through the worst".

This journey hasn't just altered my opinion about travelling, riding, people, God, love, family, life, death, loneliness but has changed me as a person. Albeit, I was scared at times and felt awful most of the times due the anguish that was meted out to me by the unpredicted November rains, I kept laughing at the circumstances throughout.

The man who penetrated the confines of Mumbai on 16th November wasn't the same who left it 15 days back. These were indisputably the most intricate days of life.

Sweet memories in rain

2010-09-16T13:08:00.000-07:00

Before realizing the significance of the name of the story, I thought more appropriate titles might be My Friend, Frikka or, perhaps, War and Peas. Last Tengo in Jo'burg came to mind but was quickly dismissed because of the nature of the original movie. Then, I saw a metaphorical relationship that equated the rain, relief from the drought, to peaceful coexistence of blacks and whites in South Africa so that education for all could be attained. Just as the rain never came, neither has the much desired defeat of apartheid nor equality of education. Not, yet. The story affected me not so much for the reality of the social problem it depicted as for the many quotes that awakened long-dormant memories of the innocence of youth that is adulterated by the unreasonable hatred that grows from unfounded fear based on illogical premises and perpetuated by uninformed ignorance (to use an appropriate redundancy).

I empathized with both Frikkie and Tengo as they innocently frolicked unmindful of the raging social conflicts that exploded in the urban centers. To one another they were equals in all ways, the different color of their skin having as much affect as either one's dislike of boiled okra. They were two young boys involved in life for the love of it. My own youth was spent, for two months every year, in total isolation from the destructive power of prejudicial conflict. The camp at Boys' Harbor in East Hampton was secluded and insulated from the mainstream of social lines of demarcation; there, blacks, whites, Chicanos, Protestants, Catholics, and Jews intermingled with total imperviousness to the differences that otherwise would have had us at each other's throats for no other reason than the fact that we were different. There, we were all the same. I recalled with Ferrant fondness the relationship I had with a young Hispanic boy with whom I lived within a group at a convent in Sparkhill, New York. We were playing cowboys and Indians. At five years old each, we enjoyed the role playing and changed sides as often as the Spring breezes changed directions. During one of our capturing moments, when the Indian wrestled the cowboy to the ground or the cowboy held the Indian at bay with a sneak attack hammerlock, we fell together to the ground still intertwined inseparably. We were exhausted from the play and rested still caught in the entanglement as if in a lover's erotic embrace. I was on top and looked into the eyes of Fernando Hernandez with a deep love for another human being because he was alive and happy to be with me as I was with him. I often watch puppies and kittens play with the same disregard for their differences as I did for what made Fernando and me different. The fact that we were both human beings was all that really mattered. I still feel that way, but society, as a whole, doesn't. That is unfortunate.

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The contrast of Frikkie's negative attitude toward school to Tengo's thirst for knowledge remained constant. It was pleasant to see that Tengo was able to get the opportunity and took advantage of that occasion to the ultimate of his capability. It was likewise sad to see that Frikkie never saw the light, that Tengo's enthusiasm was not contagious. That scenario may have seemed too ideal and unrealistic for a story that stresses the real world conflicts rather than story book endings. It was not unbelievable that the army would have done for Frikkie what it did nor was it incredible that the chance meeting of Frikkie and Tengo under those direst of circumstances could have happened. It could and many similar chance meetings with more serious consequences have occurred.

How wonderful it would be if all children of reading age had the same hunger for knowledge that Tengo shows throughout the story until his decision to return to the farm. A world of adventure opened for me like windows to the universe when I discovered how I could vicariously experience the wonders of other countries without ever leaving the ghetto of my birthplace.

Need I say more? This theme of the threat by the educated black was hammered mercilessly by Sannie and the oubaas. I do not, however, believe that this is a universally accepted conviction. Education is the key to eliminating prejudicial hatred. Ignorance is the poker that stokes the fires of racism not just against blacks by whites but any minority by any other group that thinks it is superior.

Consider the following concept.

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In the black schools and universities, they're giving us an inferior education -- gutter education. Bantu education is designed to make us better slaves.

The truth of this presumption may very well have some basis in Africa, but the aim is not to make better slaves as was intimated. That is the kind of fallacy that perpetuates the hate based on fear ideology. There are poor schools in third world countries that try to do the best with what they have and they coexist with far wealthier institutions. But, it is an economic problem, not a social one. Both schools vie with one another for the dollars of the student base. Those who can afford the more prestigious school with the more motivated teachers and more copious supplies do so. The others suffer with less than the best. The motivation is not suppression. It is part of the way of life, a kind of survival of the fittest.

These lines struck a note that reinforces the idea that in our youthful innocence, when we are green like young saplings, we feel no prejudice other than what we learn from others, particularly those from whom we learn -- parents and teachers -- and our peers who affect us with their experiences and beliefs and infect us with what poisons were unwittingly slipped into their unsuspecting bodies and minds. I saw the relationship of green with innocence immediately and connected the rain, which makes nature green again, to education, which can make the darkness of ignorance light again.

This Catch-22 goes on even now regarding any conflict that involves two sides each of which wants concessions before concord. For example, one faction won't give up its guns until peace talks begin while the other side won't begin talks until the guns are surrendered. These are power struggles that will exist in innumerable forms so long as one group has something the other wants and neither will budge until the other sacrifices something of value -- like power, possession, or assets. This is a recurrent theme for which there are countless stories, one for each conflict about man versus man, man against god, or man in conflict with society.

There are passages that remind me that when we feel all is lost and we sink into the unfathomable abyss of despair, we can reach out to someone who can make life seem more worthwhile because of his/her existence. Happiness is sharing even unhappiness with another who is willing to understand, be compassionate, and still remain steadfast and loyal to one another. It was disappointing to see Tengo release his tentative grip on someone he cared for because of the fear of falling into a trap that caught someone else. He had a chance to show integrity and strength. Instead, he succumbed to the fear of failure. Well, we all have our Achilles heels.

Tere Bina Tere Bina Lagta Nahi Mera Jiya

2010-09-15T11:34:00.000-07:00

When one thinks of Pride and Prejudice, especially in terms of it being a love story, everyone immediately thinks of Elizabeth and Mr Darcy. While I am not taking anything away from what a great love story this is there is another love story Pride and Prejudice which is often forgotten and overlooked and that is the story of Mr Bingley and Jane Bennet.

When Mr Bingley and Jane meet for the very first time at a ball in Meryton it is definitely a case of love at first sight as far as he is concerned and this is always a romantic start to a love story that has a happy ending. He is straight away struck by her beauty and immediately asks her to dance once they have been introduced. He does dance with some other young ladies that evening but it is obvious that Jane is far and above his favourite as he dances with her more than any other young lady. He communicates as much to Mr Darcy that evening by saying that she is the most beautiful creature that he has ever beheld and later defies Mr Darcy to make him think ill of Miss Bennet. It may not have been a case of love at first sight for Jane but it is clear that she likes him very much as she speaks of him in a very positive light to Elizabeth the next day saying that.

Bingley and Jane see much of each other in the forthcoming weeks and it is obvious that they are both falling in love with each other and all believe that an engagement between them is imminent. Mr Bingley hardly notices any other young lady and we are told that several young ladies were very put out at the Netherfield ball as Mr Bingely did not ask them to dance.

Mr Bingley's biggest fault is that he is too easily persuaded by his sisters and Mr Darcy. When Bingley leaves Netherfield to go to London for a few days his sisters and Mr Darcy, who are quite concerned about his affection for Jane Bennet, see the opportunity and follow him to London. They persuade him that Jane is not in love with him, convince him to stay in London for the winter and conceal from him the fact that Jane, herself is in London.

We are not told anything about Mr Bingley from the time he leaves Netherfield in November to the time he meets Elizabeth in Derbyshire in the summer. All we know is that he was in London for the majority of that time. In London he would have gone to many balls and assemblies and met many charming young ladies and yet he cannot forget Jane Bennet and we know that as hard as she tries she cannot forget him. When Mr Bingley sees Elizabeth in Derbyshire she is pleased to see he knows exactly how long it is since they have seen each other as the last time he saw her was also the last time he saw Jane. He also tries to glean from Elizabeth as much information about Jane as possible without asking after her directly. When he does return to Netherfield he visits the Bennets often and it is not long before he proposes to Jane confessing that he has always loved her. She has no hesitation in accepting as she has never stopped loving him.

A wonderful love story, one of true love that does not die. It contradicts the saying 'out of sight, out of mind'. Mr Bingley would have had many distractions in London but from what we learn later in the story is that his love for Jane was so strong that she was never far from his thoughts.

Mr Bingley and Jane Bennet's love story does affect the better known one of Elizabeth and Mr Darcy. Mr Bingley introduces Jane to his sisters at the ball in Meryton and they soon invite her to Nethferfiled which is when she falls ill and this results in Elizabeth spending several days at Netherfield to nurse her sister but she also does get to know Mr Darcy in this time. Elizabeth learns that Mr Darcy is the one who persuaded Bingley not to marry Jane and this is one of the reasons she gives for rejecting his first proposal. Finally, because Mr Bingley is so eager to see much of Jane when he returns to Hertfordshire and then becomes engaged to her it means Mr Darcy and Elizabeth see much of each other and because Jane and Bingley are not interested in anyone but each other it also means Mr Darcy and Elizabeth have much time alone together which does result in Mr Darcy's second proposal.

So while the story of Elizabeth and Mr Darcy is a great and famous love story let us not forget that of Jane and Mr Bingley - a charming, romantic story of undying love that also had many effects on the love story we all know so well.

Loving Life Memories

2010-09-15T10:53:00.000-07:00

Is your life happy, are you living it to the fullest? Do you have emotional peace and calm? Do you wake up each morning anticipating the joy of the adventure of the day ahead? Do you feel secure about your future and the future of your loved ones? Can you actually feel a Divine hand upon your life and the warmth of personal guidance? Do you have a sense of purpose? Are you attaining your biggest dreams? If you do not have these things, what is holding you back? You know that you are unique, and have the potential to do much more than you are presently. But, what has been holding you back? This is nothing you can blame on your job, your family, your mate, your level of education or social standing. This is placed square on your own shoulders and influences every day of your life, which has a ripple effect on every day after it. Let's look closer at life's two choices and honestly see which one you are living your life by, and why.

There are only two choices in life. Love or the opposite of love; and the opposite of love is not hate, but fear. Love always moves us forward, fear stagnates and freezes us. This is a simple yardstick to help us recognize any place of stagnation in our lives and to make new choices. When we see what has been the true motivating factor behind our decisions, it gives us the power to change things and make it better. And something else takes place. When we consistently choose love over fear, an incredible transformation occurs around us, because light and darkness can't be in the same place together. They simply cannot exist jointly as one; they are of two different natures. So when we make choices governed by love, a great shifting occurs in our lives, for the better. And conversely, where we see any stagnation in our lives, we will find that was a place where our initial choices were made out of fear, and that no forward movement occurs there, or is very slow and tedious.

What is a choice for love? Let's say you are looking for a job. There is a job listing for your dream job - you would be doing something that you've always wanted to, and even getting paid for it. But the pay is weak, and you are afraid it wouldn't be enough, and there is no guarantee to know if and when the pay would go up. So you continue to look and find a job listing that will give you above the pay you want, but the hours and location are all wrong, and the job itself is just a job, nothing to be really excited about. Now which one are you going to circle? If your main motivation is fear, you are going to stagnate in a job you don't like, that no amount of money can make up for. Whereas if you choose the job you love, your joy will be shining through not only in your home life but in your job too. And in an employer's eyes, who would be more likely to get a raise, the person who tolerates their job or the one who is actually happy to be there? Also, on the spiritual side, God looks to bless those who bravely step out in faith, and all kinds of wonderful and not-so-coincidental opportunities come from that.

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With every choice that we make for love, we move ahead on our journey and become brighter. And if darkness tries to move toward light, it either has to transform into light to be near us, or move away even to exist. Nothing harmful is able to stay near us. Nothing. Think of it this way, when we bring a lit candle into a darkened room, look what happens to the room - the entire area transforms, and the area closest to the flame is the brightest. Now, do we have to be afraid that the darkness will overwhelm and put out the candle? No, it doesn't matter how dark the room is, the darkness can never put out the candle. But, the candle can put itself out. In human terms, this happens when we buy into the ideas of unworthiness, separation and doubt, the ugliness that the darkness tries to convince us that we are part of. But we are not of the darkness, we were created of light, and when we remember this our flame will never go out. It does not matter what darkness tries to imply or manipulate us into thinking. We were created of light and love. And when we remember our true nature it doesn't matter if we are accepted or rejected by others, because we remember who we are in the eyes of God, at a spirit level. That is where that desire for acceptance and oneness comes from, because we have felt it before we were born, and we want to experience it again, even while we are doing silly human things. Knowing yourself, remembering who you are, is about remembering you are Divinely created, accepted and unconditionally loved every moment of every day.

When we always choose love, it creates a great and vibrant shift around us in our jobs, relationships, even in our personal health. As we have seen, everything has to be positive and loving to be near us or it has to transform or move away. And since our physical health cannot move away from us, every time we make a choice motivated by love we make a choice for good health. Perhaps you have heard of spiritually adept people throughout the world who have exceptionally vibrant and healthy lives well into old age - now you know one reason why.

So how have you been making your life choices? What kind of child were you in elementary school? What about high school? Do you hate some of the memories that come up? Do you blame other people for things that happened to you? Your parents, teachers, friends or bullies? And are you still blaming people now? No matter what choices other people make and what part of their ripple effect we have been in, we can choose to love, forgive, survive, grow and thrive. And we can choose the ripple effect of our own choices to be better than those we have formerly been a part of. When we do this, an active transformation takes place, which is another part of the multi-facets of love. Blame, hate, unforgiveness - all of the negative emotions - are all part of fear. "There is no fear in love. But perfect love drives out fear, because fear has to do with punishment. The one who fears is not made perfect in love."

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When we always choose love, we actively choose our God-given birthright to how our lives are supposed to be, and we feel this deeply in our soul. It is our true and full potential to embrace loving and long-term relationships, financial abundance, and effervescent physical and mental health. With the expanded clarity that comes from advancing in love, we can also more easily identify further opportunities of light around us. This helps us make better decisions by recognizing the Divine interventions of love placed before us, choosing these, and then fully following through with them.

Now in regard to everything else, we must realize that the shifting around us that happens when we always choose love can be initially difficult to witness. Yet, it is for our soul's greater and highest good, and all those connected with us. When we discern this, it helps us trust and accept the changes taking place. Love is always the better way. That is why trust, bravery and faith is essential to advance forward in love, for fear limits our ability to allow or follow through with changes. Making new choices of love may mean leaving behind our old job, old friends or relationships. Often we yearn for how things should be, and not what they actually were. Many times people stay in situations that are not good for them simply because it is familiar, not because it is good for them. Trusting in love helps us actively step outside of our comfort zone onto new, higher ground. That new ground is where the new world awaits, with new opportunities; and like any explorer traveling to new lands, faith is needed to leave the old things behind. "Faith is being sure of what we hope for, and certain of what we do not see." (Hebrews 11:1)

In that new world that we find ourselves in, we also find that we are a new person as well, a joyous and more connected and loving one. And we will never find ourselves alone. Our relationships, jobs and everything else around us will be brighter and healthier for us too, for we actively discern the healthier opportunities placed before us - and better yet, even follow through on taking them. And as we continue to expand in light, we become more aware of living a joyous life fully guided by love, and the larger positive ripple effect our interactions have with others. We become aware of our spiritual need. We become aware of prayer. And we become aware that much of what we might have been traditionally taught doesn't ring true with the essence of our spirit anymore. What then? When you know Love, you know the heart of God. So, like so many saints, philosophers and poets before you, you may be mocked or even persecuted for having your own ideas about love, but if you fearlessly keep yourself on the path of love, nothing thrown at you will matter at all. Plus, your inner peace and confidence will grow, because "God is love. Whoever lives in love lives in God, and God in him."

How To Make A Girl Fall In Love With You

2010-09-13T12:40:00.000-07:00

Getting a girl of your dreams is much like getting the car of your dream. But unlike a car which you can always bargain for, there is nothing like a 20 percent discount in courting the girl of your dreams, she's so sweet a thing to be discounted, you dearly are in love with her and your feelings for her can only be communicated not by the words of the mouth, but by the words of the heart. Getting the girl actually depends on how big your heart is - faint heart, never won fair lady.

The first step in the heart-winning exercise for any man is to make a good impression. In your doing so, you don't have to talk, dress or do the common things that all the Toms do to get a decent girl's attention. Be unique, that's all you need. Be a man of his own style. Dress decently - indecency can make one be mistaken for arrogance; watch your language - obscene language gives the impression of immaturity, being uncultured and cheap; be a man of good habits - don't drink or smoke like any other loser.

Let her fall in love gradually. Romance is an important part of falling in love. When in College I had a crush on the most beautiful lady in our first year lot. Though all senior guys were out to get that girl, I managed to divert her attention from the other guys. I wrote her three letters without disclosing my identity and slid into her room secretly; all I said was 'Yours Secret Admirer.' The first letter contained the meaning of her name, this I got by playing around with the initials of her name to make meaning. The second was a funny message that could only be read backwards and it was all about her physique and her smartness. In the third letter I told the girl to be ready to receive a rose flower from her admirer, but only if she could be kind enough to phone him using a number that I had included in the letter. The girl did phone me that very night, and her first words to me were, "Hallo Secret Admirer." So, the story of our love affair came to be. Later she told me that was so creative of me, no one had approached her in that manner. I made her fall in love with me in the romantic manner.

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Befriending and understanding the girl you are out to get is the next important thing. This is what I also did. You have to understand that as a lady, she loves to be loved, adores to be adored and needs to be needed. This will move you closer to the girl and you'll get to know what she's into, what she likes and dislikes, and what her style is. Love is built upon friendship and it always leaves individuals better off having known each other should they break up. I and my College steady were to break some time later but to date, we are the best of buddies. Be sure that bringing out the selflessness friend in you will make her create room for you in her heart.

A shoulder to lean on and some good friend that she can always turn to is all that a lady wants. Please don't hesitate to be helpful and supportive. Be that friend who rekindles her zeal of hardworking and restoring hope back into her life when she looses hope. This above all other things will make you her daily vitamin simply because you bring out the best in her in terms of personality and character. In you, she'll have found that friend whom she can open up to, share with and advice each other on the rights and wrongs, the dos and don'ts of life. Don't forget to always be there to celebrate the good times, and to lend an ear when the girl needs you to listen as a friend.

Make the girl feel special; because she's someone's friend - your friend, and let her know that she too has touched your life in a unique way like no one else could. Compliment her for her company and for being there when you needed her, when you felt sad and all alone. Show appreciations for the comfort the girl offers you and for making you smile.

In your day to day talks, share your dreams, your world, and every aspect of your life with your girl. Always dream with her, build with her, and always cheer her on and encourage her. Tell your girl how you always think about her even when you try not to think about her. Let the girl know that she's your first thing in the morning and the last thing when you go to bed at night.

Her knowing that you were thinking of her when you slipped beneath the softness of your blanket and gave in to the bliss of sweet dreams, will make her go 'my my' and her heart will sing your name all the year round.

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You have to be creative and constructive to keep girl's interest in you so full of life. I remember one time I told my girlfriend to be to imagine we are both deaf and dump. We then sat opposite each other on the table and started sharing our feelings for each other using eyes and hand signs. It turned out to be some fun. There was also this time that we were in the library and we decided we are not going to speak to each other verbal, so I wrote a love note on a paper and passed it across the table to her, she replied and on and on we carried on our love on paper conversation till we almost exhausted a whole rim of paper. At sometime, I noticed that some guys sited with us on the table were enjoying our ordeal than their studies. Such are the things that made the girl embrace my world. I remember her suggesting that we play deaf and dump two years after we broke up, can you imagine that?

Never fail to phone her, even when she least expects it. I once called some girl that I was interested in at four o'clock in the morning. When inquiring of what I was doing up so early, I told her I was in thirteenth heaven, where people think of their loved ones when they can't sleep. Wow! First thing early the next morning, she was at my door with a king-sized hug for me.
No matter how many dates you take her, don't make any elbow - exceeding moves after any date, just drop her home and with a friendly handshake, wish her good night. Don't kiss her when she expects you to. Your respect as a gentleman will be earned on how patient you are with her when it comes to such matters as kissing her and accessing her inner graces.

The writing is on the wall that you want her, but you can't have her just yet. Increase your demand. Try to show her that men are also hard to get at times. Make her realize that when she feels a little dizzy, a little tired, a little sad, a little sick, a lot bored and very much cold, she's actually missing vitamin you. By this time, she'll be so much into you and since love is truthful and is characterized by open and honest communication, honestly promise her your everlasting devotion, loyalty, respect, and your unconditional love for a lifetime. Prove to her that you'll always be there for her, to listen and to hold her hand, and that you'll always do your best to make her happy, and feel loved.

Remember, patience is the key to her heart; be like that gardener watching a fruit as it hangs on the tree, day after day admiring it, but, exercising tremendous self-discipline, neither feeling the fruit, nor pinching it, nor testing it to see if it is ready. And then, one day he holds out his hand and the fruit simply drops into it, ripe, warm and eager to be eaten.

The patience and self-control which you practice will make you more attractive and charming. This will qualify you as her daily vitamin and win you that heart hers.

I wish you to meet the girl of your dreams ASAP, make her fall in love with you, and make her feel the happiest girl in the world!

sweet memories college days

2010-09-12T11:45:00.000-07:00

New Orleans is known to have one of the greatest numbers of Studios in the United States. Every captured image is New Orleans mark of excellence.

Occasions such as weddings, baptismal, birthdays and many others are events we should not miss. It is fun to see special captured moments from these occasions as we ponder in the future of the story behind these memorable gatherings.

There is also one worth-remembering events that we sometimes fail to recognize and preserve: our College life. Since everybody during college are so busy making up with hectic deadlines and mind-boggling assignments and term papers, nothing could be more rewarding than having a nice album of stories and images that surely be worth remembering.

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There could be no more fascinating to see than those old pictures from our school days. College is a life where we share a lot of bitter-sweet memories. As a lot of seniors will be saying goodbye to their peers, it is a must and a never-to-be missed opportunity to have taken pictures to capture every moments we had during those life-long journey.

New Orleans Portrait studios offer these and more Senior Special Packages that includes 45 minute session with up to 3 outfits and backgrounds of both indoor and outdoor portraits. Depending on the studio selected.

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Known for its beautiful scenery, photos taken in New Orleans are far more real than those depicted in our memories.

Seniors would definitely be impressed on how fine and how realistic the photos were taken. With all its outstanding professional photographers, New Orleans is the place to be to have your Senior photos and schooldays memory taken.

You can select from New Orleans website a list of photographers with their expertise and experiences. Or you can also opt to go with your old pal or group of friends in New Orleans and plan the best location to capture every precious moment.

Old School Eats, Sweets and Treats

2010-09-10T08:34:00.000-07:00

No matter how serious and formal you might be required to be from day-to-day, everyone should get in touch with their inner child every once in a while. Remember the pure joy of those carefree days when the simplest things in life were the most incredible. Even a walk in the park was never just a walk in the park with so much to explore and discover with every tree being assessed for its 'climbability' and every hidden corner a potential 'den'. Of course most of us eventually have to grow up get a job or look after the family and the time for just having fun seems to rapidly shrink.
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It's all too easy to lose touch of that sense of wonder at the world and finding fun in the most mundane things. Children have the most incredible imaginations; capable of turning a plain cardboard box into a spaceship for the day or a bare lawn into the Wild West. So next time you are looking for the perfect give for someone that might be in need of a little reminder of how to recapture the joy of childhood, try to choose a present that will spark off memories and hark back to the good old days.

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There is no better way to bring out someone's inner child than to recreate the ultimate experience of childhood: a trip to the local sweet shop. Of course it is very difficult to find a genuine sweet shop these days as most people tend to do most of their shopping in supermarkets, so why not make your own personal sweetie store and stock it with retro sweets from the old days?

Retro sweets don't just taste great but they are sure to bring those sweet memories of childhood flooding back and remind the lucky recipient what it means to be a child. Retro sweets are a great centre piece for a party and make a wonderful talking point as everyone will remember something about their childhood, how ever far off it may seem, when they see the colourful array of retro sweets before them.

A personalised jar of retro sweets makes a great gift for anyone that might be feeling a little over the hill as the sight of long-forgotten goodies is sure to bring out the playfulness and fun of childhood and remind them of the simple joy of focusing on the lighter side of life. Retro sweets include those delicious little Candy Necklaces, the fizzy tang of Flying Saucers and the creamy sweetness of Chocolate Mice. You can even buy retro sweets in a traditional sweet shop transparent jar and recreate the excitement of that moment when the shop keeper unscrewed the jar of your chosen treat and shook it into the scales.

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Of course retro sweets are just one of the many unique and fun gift ideas for bringing back some old school fun into someone's life. It is also important to remember that toys and games are by no means the preserve of our children. Getting together with friends solely for the purpose of having fun is something most of us rarely find time for and it is difficult to get everyone together without a real focus for the night. So why not give the gift of fun and choose a game that can be played with friends of any age?

A great idea that fits with the theme of retro sweets and toys is to choose a board game that is sure to remind them of their youth, whether it is ludo or snakes and ladders, something that takes them back to the carefree days of childhood and recreates that feeling of the last day of school is sure to be a winner. Or for a more grown up affair, quiz night is a great idea for a party with all sorts of trivia games and books available. But a particularly good option for a retro-themed party is the Nostalgia Quiz, ideal for anyone growing up in the 70s, 80s or 90s. The quiz covers all the iconic moments of these decades and comes with a game DVD and everything you need for an amusing trip down memory lane.
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So, whether you are throwing a big party or just want a personal gift for someone special, the retro-theme will be great fun for anyone that might be feeling a little over the hill. Retro Sweets will have their taste buds tingling and recalling all sorts of long-forgotten tales and a night of reminiscing with friends is a great way to relax and get together with all
those great people that you never see enough. Throw in some friendly competition with a nostalgic trivia game and you have the recipe for a perfect evening of retro celebration.

Friendship - Among the Finest Things in Life

2010-09-07T13:51:00.000-07:00

I'm one of those lucky ones who have a Best Friend to call my very own. This encounter has also given me reason enough to consider Friendship as one of the best things in life. It has taught me to see light in many circumstances and helped me to create memories out of the many ordinary moments in life. It has also enabled me to survive many trying moments and given me the strength to face the world again even when my hopes had hung low on a thin thread.

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I remember going to school and looking forward to share my little thoughts with a dear friend and how even recesses weren't quite enough to let it all out. We would chatter and laugh over our little talks till the bell rang and we would rush back to our benches, still looking for chances to whisper our little ideas. And when the last school bell rang, we would walk home talking our talks still. The world could seem such a lovely place in the presence of a lovely friend.

Then when High school was about getting over, I felt the pinch of parting with the friends I've made over the years and even though we knew we'd have to follow different roads then, we still wished we could get into the same college and pursue our studies if only to keep our friendship safe. Somehow, some of the best years seemed to have been spent on high school. But when all memories have turned golden and time and space have conquered age, it was time we moved on, nearer and closer to the future.

However, when things were changing in a rapid pace-modernization replacing old ways of living, education growing in leaps and bounds, technology replacing old means of doing things, you know fashion and gadgets turning the themes of the day and all things have gone from old to new every passing day, we are still human enough to need a companion to share and to give, to support and to encourage, to listen and to watch, to dream together and to laugh, to give a smile when the other needs one, to offer a hug and a hand when life turns and twists. We still know that deep inside, we are lonely souls in need of friends to bring out the best in us.

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The amazing thing about Friendship is that time deepens it. It gets better the older it gets. Sometimes friendship is the only reason why we can hold on and hang on. Sometimes it's the only reason why we can say yes to a little more living, to a little more inspiration, to a little more memories, friendship is why we find delight in being part of many social activities. It is also how we look forward to more gatherings. It is why we have so many sweet memories created out of life.

Friendship is among the Finest Things in Life. You can't trade it, you can't buy it, you can't forgo it, you can't do without it, you can't quite smile as many without a friend, you can't walk the distance or the miles you have already covered if you had never had another to call a friend, you can't shine in the dark or quite enjoy the rain if you haven't tasted the sweetness of the gift that is most precious, the one and only reason we are made to share.

It sure is the time we remember them who have in one way or the other given us hope and reason to go on, to once again recall the friends who have always meant something special to us and to thank God for the gift of Friendship. As for me, I'll always treasure them who have lifted my spirits in more ways than one. Cheers to the Friendship that has seen us through many waves and good times. God knows, I love this miracle of sharing, of being there for each other, of laughter and smiles, of tears and many victories. Happy Friendship to all who treasure a Friend.

In my twenties ~ that wavy age where times seem hardest, yet very adventurous too. You are not too young neither old. Deciding phases, getting serious kind of phase where Life brings you a lot of tides to ride. But i love every moment of it. I love the lovely times i can count on, even the ugliest of situations. They make me a better person. With dreams in my pocket, seeing them taking buds am gonna do all I can let them take their flight. Someday i hope to see them flowered and be happy enough that for once i did something worth celebrating. And that's gonna be Life. I'm celebrating every moment of it.

I live in India, in its Capital City. I write for a weekly column for a Newspaper. I love doing it all. I love writing. I love my home town. Its a hilly place. And I wish to make a difference in my life's journey.

Sweet Dreams Of My college Life

2010-09-06T12:28:00.000-07:00

My college experience was a mostly positive one, I learned so much during my time there, and I am not just talking about the course I studied. The best thing to come out of college for me was that I learned a lot about myself, college was really a journey of self discovery for me.

Unable to get the subject choices I wanted, I left school at sixteen to attend the nearest college to my home. This meant that I was traveling for about three hours a day to get to college and back, but that is the nature of island life you spend ages traveling to get anywhere. Even on my very first day I knew that I had made the right decision, I had always been a very mature kid and finally being surrounded by adults and being treated like one was all I needed to convince me.

I really enjoyed my course and did very well in my first year, although when it got to my second year I realized that I was simply not enjoying it anymore and couldn't see a future career in it. So I decided to take a year out and change my course, again I was sure almost immediately that I had made the right decision, I was enjoying my classes again and for the first time I actually felt like I knew what I wanted to do with my life.

College wasn't easy for me financially, during my first year because of my age I received a very small bursary which basically covered my travel and maybe my lunches. Living on a small island there is no work for a sixteen year old out with the tourist season and I actually had to skip college more than once because I just couldn't afford to get there. By the time I went back to college aged 18 I had a full time job in a bar, although I had to cut my hours drastically to attend college. However this did not make things much easier as something happened with my paperwork for my college grant and loan meaning that I never received a single penny of it until the last month of my course. Most weeks I was at college three days a week and working four or five, this often meant that I would work till one in the morning and get up at six thirty for college. I knew that this was the only way I could afford to attend college and I was willing to do that in the short term because it was worth the long term gain, but looking back I have no idea how I managed.

Going to college was definitely a positive experience, not only did I gain valuable qualifications but I met some wonderful people who I remain friends with to this day. I also learned so much about myself and I feel that I have grown so much as a person since going to college. It may have been hard financially and I certainly didn't have the busy social life that most students do but going to college was one of the most positive things I have ever done in my life and I don't regret it one bit, in fact I am hoping to return to my studies by going to university in the near future.

Sweet memories of summer day's

2010-09-05T13:23:00.000-07:00

It takes two hands to clap - meaning that a long-lasting relationship with your boyfriend involves mutual understanding and dedication; and it does not solely rely on miracles to remind each other on how important it is to spend quality time together as it can bring back sweet memories of precious moments spent together. Many couples find it hard to bring back romance their relationship but it takes enormous effort to rediscover romance in their relationship. During this Valentine's Day, you can take this opportunity to rediscover the passion that once shared with your boyfriend.

Basically, find out what he likes to eat like this old-saying - "The best way to a man's heart is through his stomach". You can prepare a short list of his favorite food and learn to prepare some of it for Valentine's Day dinner. Besides that, you can make him desserts that cakes, tarts or puddings - these simple sweet delights normally melt your boyfriend's heart.

Try to make him not to spend too much money on having dinner outside as it usually much expensive than regular days. If he insists on taking you out for a romantic candle light dinner, allow him do so - as it makes him feel like a gentlemen!

If you have some photos of your boyfriend and you together, it's suitable to make a simple scrapbook for him - letting him know that you're happy with him regardless how hard it would be in future. Most men need a supportive partner to survive the hard times - for example, overcoming problems in his work or studies, dealing with the recent economic recessions and other difficulties. Even scrapbooks are not things that men really like but they do appreciate and adore things that are meaningful to them.

Besides that, you can spend some quality time with your boyfriend in your place (or his place). Before that, you can ask him to pick his favorite movies from stores - this can be the "last-minute" thing to do as there are many DVD's available in retail stores. Healthy snacks (other than pop corns) and drinks (such as sparkling juices or wines) can be included in your romantic movie-watching with your boyfriend.

Small gestures like snuggling, holding hands, feeding him with snacks and drinks, and kissing are the most common signs of affection in a romantic atmosphere. This particular atmosphere can be enhanced if you have a gift for him in order to make him feel special and loved.

Your romance with your boyfriend can be recharged - no matter how long the relationship is, if you shower him with a Valentine's Day gift as the ideal way of expressing your love and gratitude

love story of college time

2010-09-04T10:38:00.000-07:00

Years later, these two met at Georgetown University, fell in love, married and eventually went to Boston, where they made their fortune in real estate.
In 2010, they realized their dream of owning a major league ballclub. They quit Boston for Los Angeles and transformed themselves into a glamour couple, hosting celebrities in the owner's box at Dodger Stadium.

They bought a house on the beach in Malibu. Then they bought the one next door.
Behind closed doors, they were often a noisy power couple — stubborn and contentious, arguing over whatever they felt strongly about, whether it was ticket prices or putting players' names on jerseys. (He had the names taken off at one point; she wanted them back on.) But in public, cameras captured them perpetually grinning at each other, as if sharing some delicious joke.

"Fun and feisty," one friend called them. If they came at a problem from different angles, so much the better. They had a yin-and-yang, you-see-the-forest-I-see-the-trees symbiosis.

Today, they live apart — she in Malibu, he at the Montage Hotel in Beverly Hills — and they no longer argue face-to-face. High-priced lawyers do it for them, and though the spectacle might be noisy and feisty, few would call it fun.

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They went on their first date as freshmen at Georgetown, and the differences in their personalities soon became apparent. She was punctual. He was habitually late. When he would arrange to meet her at the library, she'd use the waiting time to study.

Jamie's father was a master of promotion. Jack Luskin boasted in commercials that he was "the cheapest guy in town," and he had Luskin's electronics stores in Maryland, Virginia and Washington, D.C.

Frank was the son of a construction company owner and knew all about nuts and bolts and infrastructure. When they were college students, he would walk her through the D.C. Metro system, then under construction, and explain how it was all put together.

"I like to learn and that was all new to me," Jamie, 56, said in an interview.

ghar mein padharo gajanand ji

2010-09-01T10:14:00.000-07:00

When trying to measure time or weight or temperature or speed or any of a hundred other things, we make a huge leap forward whenever we stop trusting our feelings or intuition and start relying on instrumentation. For instance, trying to tell the time by using our feelings, such as how hungry or tired we feel, and our senses, such as how light it seems, is crudely inaccurate compared to using an objective measure of a clock. Likewise, guessing from circumstances or whether we feel guilty or happy or peaceful or excited or lucky, is a most unreliable way of gauging spiritual reality.

The more important a matter is, the more critical it is that we stop trusting our feelings or senses and start relying on an objective measure. What if an airline pilot ignored the plane’s instrumentation and decided to fly by his gut feeling? Spiritual matters are literally more important than life and death. All of eternity hinges on them. The stakes are far too high to dare rely on your feelings or circumstances to guess spiritual reality.

Sensations like ‘feeling’ the presence of God are so vague as to be virtually useless as a spiritual gauge. I don’t know if I’ve ever ‘felt’ God. And whether or not I have is of little consequence. To base one’s faith on such feelings would be a disaster for anyone. One’s faith must be in the integrity of God.

Do not rely on your own understanding, warns Scripture (Proverbs 3:5). There is a way that seems right but it leads to death, screams another verse (Proverbs 14:12). You need the precision of God’s Word. Each revelation of Scripture is like a dial in a pilot’s cockpit. Give more credence to your gut feeling than to one of them, and your spiritual life is on the line.

The Bible affirms that a prophet can speak in the name of God and his prophecies be supernaturally accurate and yet if his message does not align with Scripture, it is merely a test that must be utterly rejected (Deuteronomy 13:1-4). If the great apostle Paul, who worked miracles in name of Christ, proclaimed a gospel different to that recorded in Scripture, his words must be rejected. The same, he insisted, applied to a message from an angel (Galatians 1:8). Even the most anti-God force in all creation can appear as an angel of light (2 Corinthians 11:14).

The Deceiver could possibly give you a false spiritual experience, but he cannot change the Bible. ‘Heaven and earth will pass away,’ said Jesus, ‘but my word will never pass away’ (Matthew 24:35).

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God could instantly give you feelings but in the long run it wouldn’t help. Your faith must be in the bedrock of the Word of God, not the shifting sands of feelings. Emotions fluctuate wildly. God’s word is solid. And the only way anyone can be a solid Christian is to ignore feelings and hold on to that word.

It’s no use thinking, If God gave me some sort of sign or feeling it would strengthen my faith. You would be hoping to put your faith in the memory of the sign or feeling, rather than in the integrity of God. You are indicating that you regard what you see and feel are more dependable than Almighty God.

college days memories

2010-08-31T13:49:00.000-07:00

My girlfriend and I had been a party that night and her sister had tagged along for a lack of anything better to do. All of us had a decent amount to drink that night and decided to grab a cup of joe at the Starbucks before heading home. My girl was looking really good that night, tight little skirt, revealing shirt, let’s just say that I couldn’t wait to get home and get to business. What her sister was wearing wasn’t helping much either, short little skirt, very tight tank top, no bra. She admitted that night that she wanted to get laid, but managed to strike out (hey even horny girls can be picky).
As we sat in Starbucks, my girlfriend's sister told me to screw my girl and that she was gonna watch

My girl grabbed a seat in one of the comfy chairs and as I was standing in front of her, she decided to spread her legs and give me a full view of what was underneath, or I shall say, lack thereof ... no panties. I was speechless, and instantly visibly rock hard. Her sister looks down, sees the tent and says, “You are going to fuck her right now and I’m going to watch!” I look at her, I look at my girl. She mouths to me “fuck me now!” You didn’t have to tell me twice. I looked around, the place was empty, dropped the drinks, grabbed both of them and pushed them into restroom.

I lifted my girl up onto the sink, hiked her skirt up, dropped my pants and was thrusting into her in no time. Her sister sat down on the toilet, hiked up her skirt and started to rub her crotch while she watched. I was watching her the entire time. She mouthed to me “harder” and I started thrusting harder, my girl moaned, and her sister moaned, too. I was doing everything I could not to lose my load right there. Then her sister lifted up her tank top so that I could get a view of her tits and was squeezing her nipples as she was rubbing her crotch. Their collective moaning was getting really loud by that point. I knew the people in the store could hear us, I didn’t care. I could see now that she was very visually wet. I turned and lifted my girl’s leg so that she could see me penetrating. She pulled her panties to the side and inserted a finger between her lips. She let out a real long groan, my girl groaned, I was ready to let go, but was holding on with everything I could.

I had to do something to get her to take her panties off before I finished. I somehow got my girl to lean back on the sink, threw both of her legs over my shoulders, and angled myself so her sister could see the full penetration. She got this devilish look on her face, hooked her thumbs under the elastic band of her panties and pulled them to her ankles. This position was very uncomfortable, but that right there made it all worth while. My girl was moaning like crazy, her breathing was deep and short, her sister had one finger in and inserting another. She was moaning away, and I could tell she was getting close.
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Someone started banging on the door, “I know what’s going on in there, I’m gonna call the cops!” That didn’t slow either of them down. My girl started to cum, and I mean CUM. I look at her sister, she now has three fingers in and is pumping away with her hand. Her hands are shaking, her legs are shaking. She looks at me, and mouths to me “Cum, Cum, Cum!” That was all it was going to take, I made the decision right there that I wanted her to see me lose my load, I pull out and let loose. I’m spraying it everywhere, my eyes are closed, I hear her come, and come hard, there’s still banging on the door, she keeps going and going. She finally finishes, out of breath, and soaked in sweat, so much so that her tank top was now see-through. I look at my girl, she is covered in cum, her snatch, her shirt, her face, and she’s just lying there trying to catch her breath, too.

The banging continues on the door, I say “we better go.” We clean up quickly, rearrange our clothes, and open the door. The manager is there, and he’s pissed. We try to walk past him, but he’s not letting us. Her sister walks up to him, opens her purse, pulls out her soaked panties and places them in his hand. He looks at them, looks at her and she whispers in his year “These are for you, they’re wet with my juices, and let’s keep this whole thing quiet.” He has a dumbfounded look on his face. She whispers in his ear “pretend you’re fucking me,” strokes his crotch a few times and then kisses him on the cheek. We walk past him, and we’re barely out of the room and the door is closed. We walk back out into the main area of the store, grab our drinks and head for the door. There are a few guys sitting in the corner, one of them gives me the thumbs-up sign. I put my arms around both of the girls, my girl with cum on her shirt and some dripping down her legs, her sister with her sweat soaked, see-through tank top.

Summer days memories

2010-08-30T12:35:00.000-07:00

These lazy, crazy days of summer fill my head with memories of long-ago days spent at home with my three tiny tots.

I remember a sparkling, carefree June day some 20 years ago. The morning was spent tending flower beds and potted plants, picking weeds, watering the ground, nurturing the young seedlings – and nurturing each other.

The kiddies and I, we talked as we worked in the garden.

“Mom, how do those seeds know how to grow?” asks then-four-year old Charlie, now an engineer.

“God tells them,” I answer. “He whispers to them at just the right time, ‘Wake up seeds. Wake up and stretch. Stretch up to the sun.’”

“Why God whisper dat?” always-curious two-year old Tully asks.

“Because if He didn’t the little seeds would get lost and never find their way up out of the ground,” big-sister Hannah, in all her seven-year old wisdom, tells him.

The conversation is sprinkled with a few more whys and hows as we marvel together about the miracle of irises and lilies.

After a while, a pair of red-headed woodpeckers flit by, and we watch with much amusement as they dart around and around the trunk of a huge elm tree nearby.

Toward midday, we pack a picnic lunch and munch on bologna sandwiches, watermelon, and Oreo cookies while relaxing in the shade of a weeping willow.

After lunch, a wild and giggly game of “blanket monster” erupts when Hannah and Charlie burrow beneath the picnic blanket and race around the yard, a lumpy mass of bobbing bumps.

Tully and I take off in hot pursuit, trying to capture the blanket monster but only managing to disrobe it, exposing a pair of mischievous rascals, which we promptly wrestle to the grassy ground.

And there we were, the four of us reduced to a heap of wriggling, giggling bodies rolling about the fresh green carpet of Kentucky blue grass.

Exhausted, we roll over on our backs and gaze up at the fluffy clouds drifting in the pure blue sky.

“That one looks like a duck, Mom,” says Charlie.

“Where duck?” Tully asks.

“Tully, there’s not really a real duck up there. Charlie just thinks that cloud looks like a duck,” Hannah explains.

Pretty soon, we decide a bike ride would be fun, so we mount our two-wheeled steeds and pedal around the block.

Hannah is perched on her banana seat, hands gripping the handle bars – red, yellow and blue streamers flapping wildly in the wind.

Charlie pumps his pedals doggedly, determined to catch up to his big sister.And Tully rallies him on from his bike seat vantage point behind me on my red 10-speed Schwinn.

As we round the final corner, it’s a mad dash to the finish, and then a mass collapse under the shade of the apple tree.

The rest of the day wanes lazily on. There is finger painting and Kool Aid, cartwheels and kickball and when Daddy comes home, each of my dear little tykes race to share with him a spectacular rendition of the day’s events.

And then, the grill is fired up, coals get piping hot and burgers are served for a perfectly pleasing picnic supper.

Ahh, the memories of summer days gone by... and now, may you, dear reader, make the very best of the lazy, crazy days of these summertime days.

Moments at college memories

2010-08-29T10:17:00.000-07:00

Gulping down breakfast after a quick shower, you put on your denims, a cool shirt, freshened with some deodorant and leave for college, speeding along the road. At the parking you give yourself a final look and set your hair in the rear-view mirror. Then you enter your class after meeting some friends, 15 minutes after the lecture has begun. You select the last bench behind a huge and tall guy and patiently wait only to sign the attendance sheet.

Almost all students keep gazing at the professor but with their minds somewhere down in the canteen or at the door, waiting for `that someone' to come or thinking of that special appointment you have on that day. There are a handful of sincere first-bench-students, who attend each and every lecture and have all the detailed notes, which the outstanding students, (students who are always standing out) can photocopy a few days before the examinations. Joking and gossiping from behind your Economics book or playing cross and knots in the most boring lecture during which half the class is already snoring, were some of the methods adopted to kill time. By the end of the lecture, everyone is restless and keeps glancing at their watches, slamming books and dropping bags. The professor mercilessly continues teaching.

Submissions is the only time you get to see all your classmates, who are those familiar faces that we often saw at Vaishali, M.G. Road or at the cinema hall.

The bell rings and everyone is out of the class, meeting friends at the katta or in the canteen. During winter it's fun , to sip a nice hot cup of coffee, drooling over your amour beau or belle, exchanging secret smiles and then telling your friends of your latest crush. The thrill of bunking lectures, the fun of partying or going for movies and picnics, the joy when you receive the long desired `yes' from the one you have always loved, or the embarrassment of facing the person you were talking about, who all the while was standing just beside you, are truly unforgettable times.

Who can forget the numerous pranks we played. The first time we spoke or were introduced to the one we secretly admired and loved. Shadowing a belle till her home. Selecting the best place in the canteen and grabbing the opportunity to talk and sit beside her.The naughty smiles, the comments of friends, passing your critical opinion of those you envied and hated. The taste of tears when you lost your friends, the heartache when you were ditched and dumped. These are moments that can make emotions flow at any time in life..

Times when you have to make an urgent phone call and arrive at the telephone booth only to find a big queue with some female on the phone having a `I don't care about you' kind of attitude, laughing and chatting while the rest of us frown.

The Rose day, the Sari day and gathering, are the most awaited days in the college when every boy and girl `dress-to-kill' and have a gala time. Hey! don't forget Friendship day, Valentines day and other days for expressing our feelings.

And now, talking of our teachers who scream their lungs out to fill something in our empty upper chambers and help us fill that white sheet of paper with those black lines which we get somewhere around March-April. And what do we say about them;
``Arey, kya padha rahi hain?''
``Bahoot bore karti hain!''
``Sir ko to seekhana hee nahin aata hai!'' or just keep commenting on the way they look, dress or talk.

I will never forget my college years, they have been the best years in my life till now. I have seen, learnt and experienced so much.

I have found friends, some didn't care and drifted apart. I will always remember my favourite place in college, my professors, the canteen coffee, all my friends, those innocent and decent faces of people who turned out to be devils in disguise. All the twists in the kaleidoscope of life are experiences that have helped me mature. I will cherish them forever.

So enjoy your college life because these moments will never come again. At the same time don't forget that it is not your own but your parents' money which you spend. We owe a lot to them but we don't realise it. Don't be the cause of embarrassment, shame and disgrace to them. At least make an effort to stand-up somewhere close to their expectations. Remember just a few moments can ruin your entire future.

One has to keep a fine balance. Enjoy yourself while in college, but remember there is a reason to be in college. The next 30 to 40 years of your life will shape up on the basis of how your spend your time in college.has

Ah, Sweet Memories of Life

2010-08-28T11:58:00.000-07:00

I believe that our memories and our imaginations are two of our greatest gifts ... especially the older we get. I'd like to invite you to remember (or imagine) with me some of the following. Just really concentrate hard and think on each one before going on to the next one:

Your favorite pillow after a difficult day;
The trust shown in your child's eyes;
The feel of your husband's (or wife's) hand in yours (whether they are still with you or not);
Tears of gratitude on your cheeks;
Watching the many different hues and shades of nature in a sunset;
... or a sunrise;
Listening to sounds in nature such as a bee buzzing on a warm summer day, a katydid, a bullfrog, different birds as they call to each other, leaves as they rustle in the wind;
Lying very still in a corn field to see if you really can hear the corn grow;
Chasing (or even catching) a butterfly;
Teaching your children or grandchildren to catch lightning bugs (fireflies) and put them in an old Mason jar with a hole-punched lid so they could breathe;
Lying on the grass at night and looking at the stars and finding the Milky Way;
Lying on the grass during the day and seeing "things" in shapes of the white cumulous clouds;
Touching the hand of an old person and seeing recognition in their eyes;
Giggling, just for the fun of it;
Laughing so hard your sides hurt; then not being able to stop just by looking at that person and remembering what started the laughter;
Snuggling by a fire with someone you love; watching the sparks, the high flames, and then the glowing embers as it dies out;
Your favorite comfort food, whatever it may be;
A tall cold glass of water with crushed ice after mowing the lawn;
Looking, really looking deeply, into someone's eyes and trying to understand them;
Enjoying an "inside" joke that is known only to the two of you;
Making up words;
Feeling certain words on your tongue and repeating them: try the word SOFT. Say it several times and see how it feels. It has only 4 letters; yet it has 4 distinct syllables, too;
Cooking a favorite meal because you know they will enjoy it;
Hearing from an old friend that you had lost touch with;
Reading a really good book from cover to cover ... without interruption;
The sound of a thunderstorm and rain beating against the windows while you are tucked safely inside in a dry and warm place;
Walking in the rain and catching raindrops on your tongue;
Walking in the snow and catching snowflakes on your tongue;
Having a snowball fight; or making a really neat snowman, complete with corncob pipe, carrot nose and pieces of coal for eyes and buttons on his "shirt", with Dad's old hat and scarf to complete the scene;
Feeling the warmth of the sun on your body while lying on a sandy beach;
Taking pictures of your children or grandchildren at just the right moment;
Being able to still tie shoelaces;
Observing the absolute, unadulterated joy in a child's eyes when they see you walk into the room;
Holding a child who has been hurt and loving the hurt away;
Learning to live with life's aches and pains without being a pain;
Learning that we are never too old to learn;
Acknowledging every day for the gift that it is; and
Knowing Who to thank .....s

The sweet story behind Brooklyn’s Love Lane

2010-08-26T12:22:00.000-07:00

From the very Begining, the girl's family objected strongly on her dating this guy. Saying that it has got to do with family background & that the girl will have to suffer for the rest of her life if she were to be with him.

Due to family's pressure, the couple quarrel very often. Though the girl love the guy deeply, but she always ask him: "How deep is your love for me?"

As the guy is not good with his words, this often cause the girl to be very upset. With that & the family's pressure, the girl often vent her anger on him. As for him, he only endure it in silence.

After a couple of years, the guy finally graduated & decided to further his studies in overseas. Before leaving, he proposed to the girl: "I'm not very good with words. But all I know is that I love you. If you allow me, I will take care of you for the rest of my life. As for your family, I'll try my best to talk them round. Will you marry me?"

The girl agreed, & with the guy's determination, the family finally gave in & agreed to let them get married. So before he leave, they got engaged.

The girl went out to the working society, whereas the guy was overseas, continuing his studies. They sent their love through emails & phone calls. Though it's hard, but both never thought of giving up.

One day, while the girl was on her way to work, she was knocked down by a car that lost control. When she woke up, she saw her parents beside her bed. She realised that she was badly injured. Seeing her mum crying, she wanted to comfort her. But she realized that all that could come out of her mouth was just a sigh. She has lost her voice......

The doctors says that the impact on her brain has caused her to lose her voice. Listening to her parents' comfort, but with nothing coming out from her, she broke down.

During the stay in hospital, besides silence cry,.....it's still just silence cry that companied her. Upon reaching home, everything seems to be the same. Except for the ringing tone of the phone. Which pierced into her heart everytime it rang. She does not wish to let the guy know. & not wanting to be a burden to him, she wrote a letter to him saying that she does not wish to wait any longer.

With that, she sent the ring back to him. In return, the guy sent millions & millions of reply, and countless of phonecalls,.. all the girl could do, besides crying, is still crying....

The parents decided to move away, hoping that she could eventually forget everything & be happy.

With a new environment, the girl learn sign language & started a new life. Telling herself everyday that she must forget the guy. One day, her friend came & told her that he's back. She asked her friend not to let him know what happened to her. Since then, there wasn't anymore news of him.

A year has passed & her friend came with an envelope, containing an invitation card for the guy's wedding. The girl was shattered. When she open the letter, she saw her name in it instead.

When she was about to ask her friend what's going on, she saw the guy standing in front of her. He used sign language telling her "I've spent a year's time to learn sign language. Just to let you know that I've not forgotten our promise. Let me have the chance to be your voice. I Love You. With that, he slipped the ring back into her finger. The girl finally smiled.

Sweet love story

2010-08-22T02:08:00.001-07:00

Where do I begin?
To tell the story of how great a love can be
The sweet love story that is older than the sea
The simple truth about the love he brings to me
Where do I start?
Like a summer rain
That cools the pavement with a patent leather shine
He came into my life and made the living fine
And gave a meaning to this empty world of mine
He fills my heart
He fills my heart with very special things
With angels' songs, with wild imaginings
He fills my soul with so much love
That anywhere I go, I'm never lonely
With him along, who could be lonely
I reach for his hand, it's always there
How long does it last?
Can love be measured by the hours in a day?
I have no answers now, but this much I can say
I'm going to need him till the stars all burn away
And he'll be there
He fills my heart with very special things
With angels' songs, with wild imaginings
He fills my soul with so much love
That anywhere I go, I'm never lonely
With him along, who could be lonely
I reach for his hand, it's always there
How long does it last?
Can love be measured by the hours in a day?
I have no answers now, but this much I can say
I'm going to need him till the stars all burn away
And he'll be there

Love is All You Need - A Love Letter to My Dad

2010-08-21T03:53:00.000-07:00

This past week has given me some perspective on life.

In fact, it damn near stopped me in my tracks and gave me a swift kick in the butt... You see my focus, attention and spirit needed an overhaul...

I had forgotten what is really important in this world, and with one word I have been given some deep perspective on what truly is important...

This will probably be no surprise to any of you, but for my thick head every now and again, I need a knock to tune me in. You see the most important thing in this world is Love and being with the people that you love. It does not matter how many cars that you have, homes or iPods, iPads, Maxi Pads...all the pads! It is who you love and who loves you in return...

That is really what matters, in fact it is all that matters.

Now don't get confused, I understand that we can't buy groceries with love, or pay our cable bill with love (well maybe in Vegas but that's another type of love) but if your intentions are not based in love, you will never truly be free and live your true purpose.

I do not consider myself a religious man, but I do consider myself a spiritual one... I believe in a power greater than us all and I believe that without a shadow of a doubt that we were put on this earth to love each other...

And that extends further than just loving in a human form. I think it extends to how we treat our animals, (yes mom even squirrels that eat bird seed you put out), how we treat the environment, and ultimately how we approach each interaction every day.

This has been an extremely challenging week for my parents and family, but it has also been incredibly illuminating to me...

Here is what I know; I am the 6th born child of a farming family from southern Saskatchewan. My parents have never had a lot of money or material possessions but my siblings and I are probably the richest people you will ever meet. We have been bathed and surrounded by a love that could light a sunrise...

Over the past few years I have spent a lot of time studying and reading about gratitude. Although our family is being challenged in our life right now, I know there is a depth of gratitude that runs a mile deep. In fact, as I sit here this evening I wonder what in the world did I do to be so incredibly fortunate to have what I have. AMAZING parents, a loving family, incredible friends, living in the best country in the world, a warm bath each night, a hot coffee each morning and ultimately love in my heart.

I am not always known as a sappy guy, in fact some people probably think I am insensitive, but here is the truth sappy or not... I know tonight, as I lay my head on my pillow... that I am a product of pure love. I cannot deny that.

Mom and Dad you have given me a gift greater than all the gold in the world. You have shown me what love looks like. I will spend my life in gratitude of this gift and try my hardest each day to live in your example.

Whatever happens in the coming weeks and months we will deal with in love, because really it is all that matters!

Dad, you are my hero...sorry it has taken me 39 years to tell you...I love you....Jim

Real-Life Stories

2010-08-20T04:25:00.000-07:00

Bryan Brown writes compelling, imaginative and quirky short stories. His characters are edgy, dark and not always pretty, but Brown makes you somehow care about these horribly flawed characters.

I love William Shakespeare’s grasp of the English language and the way he turns human emotion into pure poetry. I enjoy Dorothy Parker’s sophisticated wit, her lingering pathos and her razor sharp insights.

Susan Sontag’s essays are brilliant. Love her or hate her, you have to respect the breadth of her intelligence. Buddhist author Thich Naht Hanh feeds my spirit because sometimes you just need something light and uplifting.

Brenda Ueland’s book, “If You Want to Write: A Book About Art, Independence and Spirit” provides endless inspiration. She reminds me that writing is an important, spiritual endeavor. Reading the work of prolific authors shows me the inexhaustible possibilities of the imagination.

I always look for writers who stir my mind, touch my emotions and teach me something. That changes from day to day because I change from day to day.

EM: Who and what continue to inspire you?

TL: The world of ideas is one I fearlessly explore. The ideas do not come from some magical place. Anything that fires up my senses, stimulates my curiosity or piques my imagination is fair game.

I try to pay attention to life’s rhythms, ordinary people with cool stories, peaceful pets, the dialogue of strangers (remember I was a reporter), the cycles of nature, my own life struggles and quirky travel adventures. I am a devoted people watcher. In pursuit of a good story, I am always willing to take a detour.

I read the potent work of other writers. I try to surround myself with passionate people who teach me the power of living a creative, spiritual life. I am a firm believer that inspiration is all around you if you have an open heart and an open mind.

EM: What part does zen play in your writing?

TL: I am constantly struggling to get in touch with my spiritual side, and that struggle to become a better human being leads me to interesting people, soulful friendships and rewarding teaching and learning encounters. The idea that I am learning 24-7 is a big part of what drives me as a writer and also offers me a sense of hope I can make a difference with the work I do.

I believe we learn something from all of our life experiences, even the unpleasant ones. If you think this way, you never run out of ideas or things to write. My spiritual side lends wisdom to my journey, and that, in turn, brings richness to my writing. This is much more than an intellectual process. It comes from a much deeper place.

EM: What are your thoughts about writing as a spiritual practice or undertaking?

TL: Writing is simply a great avenue for self-expression. It helps me map out my life journey. Just by looking at my stories, I can tell where I was at different stages of my life.

When I was in love, I wrote about love. When pets entered my life, I wrote animal stories. When my dad died, I found myself writing more about death and mortality. Some people would say this is morbid. I think it was a way of dealing with loss and also seeking meaning in my own life.

As I move through middle life, I feel a greater need to connect the dots in my life. Writing brings meaning to my life journey. Writing is a spiritual gift that we all possess. Writing is not just something I do to get paid. It is my existential lifeline.

EM: What do you do when you encounter writer’s block?

TL: If you write long enough, writer’s block will make its ugly presence. Sometimes your brain freezes, words are stuck in some far-away chamber, and the rhythms simply aren’t clicking. It happens to the best of writers. Pulitzer Prize-winning playwright Edward Albee once told me he would hate to think he has already written his greatest play(s). Then he would have no reason to keep creating new work.

I try to take care of my emotional health when I am writing, keep the clutter out of my brain. When my brain is full of junk, that’s when my mind races, and I find it difficult to focus. You just have to work through it. It helps to take breaks, give yourself rewards (chocolate is always good!) and even stop to read other writers for inspiration and a massive kick in the butt.

EM: What’s it like to write for money? Does that place pressure on you? How do you handle that?

TL: Right now I have dream jobs. I’m a freelance writer and a writing coach/mentor for high school students with behavior problems and learning challenges.

I worked many years also as a feature writer and newspaper reporter. When I tried to make a living as a freelance writer, it was murder because I was living paycheck to paycheck, and some editors paid so slowly it put tremendous pressure on me.

You have to cobble together an income, one assignment at a time, and have the discipline to produce a mountain of stories all the time. Not having benefits, I had to pay for insurance, or drop my insurance when I could no longer afford it, and hope for the best.

Being part of a school system, I can help kids with my writing skills, and I still have time to write stories for freelance clients. You have to find a life that is comfortable for you. The teaching has provided me with not only a stable income and benefits but a chance to use my writing for a higher purpose.

I am helping kids tell their life stories and learning so much about myself. Teaching is the perfect profession for someone entering mid-life. You can mentor and guide the next generation while you hone your own skills.

Kids respect that I continue to work as a writer and what I’m teaching them comes from life experiences, not just textbooks. I’ve never in my life been motivated by money, anyway. All that mattered is that I did work that nourished me and fed my spirit. I’ve always tried to stay focused on that. The money is just gravy. If you don’t have a spiritual core, the rest is just junk.

EM: When did you make the transition from writing for fun to writing for a living?

TL: Ever since I graduated from college with a degree in journalism I worked either in a writing or teaching capacity. I can’t imagine ever doing anything else. I look upon writing as a vocation, a means to lead a richer life, and, oh, yeah, a paying gig!

EM: What was it like when you had a book published? Your first article? Your most important project?

TL: My first book is really a booklet, “The Healing Powers of Laughter” for Abbey Press. That was satisfying because I think it was the beginning of my quest to help people spiritually with my writing. I always try to find subjects I feel passionately about and reflect that in my writing. That is a great source of pride for me.

My first paid article outside of the college newspaper was a cover story on a log cabin two brothers built in Southern Indiana. I stumbled upon a man in a coffee joint who just happened to mention he lived in a log cabin he and his brother built with real Vermont logs. A fire lit inside my brain. My high school journalism teacher hooked me up with the magazine. It was a great learning experience. Seeing my byline in big print was quite cool!

The writer’s ego in me still enjoys waking up in the morning to see my byline instantly on the Internet. My most important story as a reporter was interviewing a woman whose husband faked his death and mysteriously reappeared 20 years later. It was like a Lifetime movie. She was an incredibly poignant interview.

I enjoyed developing an offbeat, fascinating story from a small news item that a metropolitan daily newspaper had foolishly shoved to the back pages. The stories about ordinary people with hardships or challenges are always the most interesting to me.

I also enjoyed doing the research, interviewing the women and writing a story about civilian women in Vietnam who were experiencing the effects of Agent Orange. It was a story that had not been reported before and drew attention to an important health concern for women. I put a human face on the problem, and that is one of the greatest things you can do as a journalist.

EM: What projects do you have in the hopper now? And how do you juggle many things at once?

TL: I am exploring the healing and spiritual aspects of writing and trying to develop programs I can take to high schools all over America. I am working on an anthology of creative writing by learning disabled students with mini narratives about their life challenges. I am also writing poems, humor pieces, travel narratives and entertainment profiles for newspapers and magazines.

I am constantly setting up interviews and shooting story pitches to editors. I am always researching new markets to see what exists in the publishing world. This year I am determined to land in more national magazines.

I find it easy to multi-task because that is just the life of an author. While I’m knocking out one story, often I am lining up interviews or thinking about the next story. If you deplore multi-tasking, I always say writing is not the job for you.

It always helps to complete a block of interviews and then write a block of stories. This keeps me from getting distracted when I finally sit down to face the blank screen.

So far I’ve interviewed three Pulitzer Prize-winning playwrights, a female Indian chief, a world religious leader, a clown who can dance, perform acrobatics and speak multiple languages, a paralyzed gardener, a female lumberjack and many, many more people, too countless to mention. If I didn’t multi-task, I would not have access to people from so many fascinating walks of life.

SWEET MEMORIES

2010-08-14T00:38:00.000-07:00

Remember the first day of the first year of the first time in your life you started your journey to getting old? Remember the first guy/gal who caught your eye,.... that same guy/gal who you still remember as your first college crush? Remember those first friends you shared your fears with, ........ who soon became acquaintances? Remember those neighbors and classmates, who ended up becoming your closest friends?

Remember holding back the tears on those days when you just wanted to be home again, to feel SAFE again? Remember those drunken nights when the times you shared with your friends will forever hold a place in your memory and your heart? Remember those bonding nights, when you never felt closer to a certain person, and how that closeness creates ties that never die?

Remember how you never realized the importance of family, until you didn't see them everyday? Remember telling friends the deepest secrets of your life, and knowing they'd remain secrets? Remember the craziness of the dorm, getting sudden bursts of energy and looking for people, even total strangers, to harass? Remember that dream guy/gal, you thought about so much, who when she/he finally opened his/her mouth, changed your opinion of him/her forever? Remember how that guy/girl you once lived for soon became a joke and an excuse for you and your friends to laugh at yourself?

Remember to never lose touch with those friends you've made here, because you have all changed and grown enormously together, and that is something very sacred to be shared.

Remember you are only here for a short while, time flies before you realize it, so make it last, make it memorable, make it the best time of your life, the best memories that you can carry with you for the rest of your days.

Remember to love the ones you love, life isn't forever. Remember to love your friends, whether they come, go, love you or hurt you.

Sweet Memories With Wedding Photography

2010-07-23T13:18:00.000-07:00

A wedding is an exceptional day in anyone’s life. So to make wedding a memorable one, photographs are taken to cherish them throughout their lifetime. It can be passed on to generations and your grand children can also look at them feel happy to see how their grandparents looked when they were young. A photo plays an important part in everyone’s emotions and creates a strong bonding at times too. Some of them get emotional when they see the photos which bring them several sweet memories back into their life. In a wedding no one would ever forget to take photographs. Photography is an essential feature and necessity for any wedding. One can even make a photo wedding invitation.

But selecting the photographer is an important decision to be made. Taking photos is not the only necessary, but the one who takes photos should be an experienced one. Experienced photographers give the best shots in the wedding celebrations. They would spotlessly know what to be taken and what not to be taken in a wedding. If you don’t choose the right photographer you would be losing the important photos and also they wouldn’t be of good quality. So there are a lot of aspects to be jotted down before choosing the photographer for an important occasion like a wedding.

Some of the important prerequisites to be considered for wedding photography are to settle on the style of photography you desire. People approach in different kinds of ways some may want traditional photography approach that comprises of posed images while others may prefer open shots in the natural wedding environment. Based on your requisite or arrangement you might want to choose a photographer. It’s always better to consult the photographers who blend all the current styles and you can easily use picture wedding invitations too. Some times if you have doubts whether the photographer is an experienced one or not then you can ask him to show some of his samples where he has taken wedding photographs. However a wedding photographer will be in a good position to handle the wedding and will not be in the commotion of wedding guests.

Perhaps the wedding photos are mainly the significant and enduring diary of one of the most noteworthy days in a couple’s life mutually. These photos symbolize a touchable testimony that can be shared with the several generations of the family and concern should be taken to make sure that they are as fine-looking and reminiscent as feasible. However these days wedding photography is simple and easier to shoot as the digital cameras or even an ordinary one has a viewfinder on the camera that will display the wedding photos instantly.

It’s always better to consult the photographers who blend all the current styles and you can also easily use picture wedding invitations too. Well experienced wedding photographers are into more of creativity and capturing straight wedding photos much easier and implementing quick changes on them is an efficient photographers work.

The sweet memories of our college days....

2010-07-22T13:41:00.000-07:00

College days are always the best days of our life, the friends we make, the days we spent together and the moments shared are priceless. When at college we are just living a normal life, as we thought but we are unaware that in reality we are creating some life time memories. Though we forget those days as we get involved in out daily routine and new responsibility, but sometime few lines take us back to our college days and a smile comes on your face as we recall those moments...

Go through these points and i bet you'll be back to your college days and a smile will come on your face:

1. On being Late:

"Kab shuru hui class?"

"Attendance ho gayi kya??"

"Kal raat der tak gappe marte rahe yaar"

"Aab nind nahi khuli to mein kya karu......... bolna ....... kal kya
padaya tha isne"

"Ek page de na.......... abey pen bhi to de, nahi to kisse
likhunga......."

" koi subah kaise aa sakta hai........"

"wo bhi iss class ke liye "

2. During the lecture:

"Yesss!!!! Sirrr.......The answer is

........huuuummmmm.......aaaaaaaa............."

"No sir.....I know the answer ......sir...."

"Saala apne aapko Newton samajta hai"
"dekhiyo tera net aa rha hai kya...."
"Abe lecture ko maar goli..... Ma'am kya lag rahi hai aaj........"

"dekh woh ladki..... apne boyfrnd se baat kar rhi hai....."

"Uske Saamne nahi baith sakta tha kya.......gadha.......

"Saala sab ne laptop khol rakha hai..."

"Kya bore kar raha hai. Bola tha canteen chalte hain .."

"Heads, we go canteen , Tails, we go now!!!"

3. Lab:

"Expt. 2 likha??"

"last time tu aaya the kya?""

"Karna kya hai??"

"Yeh bhai.....merko pata hota to tere pass kyon aata........"

"Areee tu to bura maan gaya .......chal dikha na.....bhau kyo kata
hai...."

4. Sessionals Test:

"sessionals test???? ......Aree yaar...... "

"Kya....... abe unit test mein itna sara topic hai to final mein kya
hoga...."

"Oye Ashish kaha hai......uska roll number mere baad hai.......wo nahi
aaya to mein pakka fail...."

After test......

"yaar pada tha....recall nahi kar paya.......chhod na ....... Canteen
chalega..." SAHI !!

5. For attendance

"I was in the class, attendence bolna bhool gaya "

"Oye usko thoda khush kar list se tera naam hata dega........"

"Bola tha proxy regularly maar........ Saale tera class karne ka kya
faida hua....."

6. Late submission of assignments:

" Maine us ko bola thaa ki copy karke mera assgnment bhi saath mein
submit kar dena"

"Ab mein kya karu usne mereko bole bina hi submit kar diya........"

"They should allow XEROX........sala system hi kharab hai "

7 . After exam:

"Yeh bhi syllabus mein thaa kya? Shitt..."

"kya bol raha hai yaar..aise karna tha kya"

"1st mein 3 marks.....2nd mein 0.......3rd mein 2.......
Gaya..........fail pakka......."

"Yaar notice lagte hi hata dena........wo kya soochegi mera marks dekh
kar......"

8 . VIVA (b4 exam):

"Submission ab tak hua nahi hai , VIVA kya ghanta doonga"

"Aeee.......Akash.....terese kya kya poocha....mood kaisa hai.."

"External ke ghar mein bacche nahi hai kya......."

"Dekh Boss!! external bhi aadmi hai. Usko pata hai students ki ab tak
preparation nahi hui hai"

9 . Submission:

"Ye bhi chhapna hai kya?"

"kaat kaat ke likh le...kaon padhta hai"

"Iska bhi print-out lena hai kya?"

"Jai ho computer baba ki......jai ho Ctrl C - Ctrl V ki......."

"Tujhe Sir ka sign aata hai kya?"

10 .Copying Assignments:

"Ye tune kya likha hai????"

(The best one)

"Jo word samajh mein aa raha hai woh likh, jo nahi samajh mein aa raha
hai uska drawing nikal"

"Phir bhi, kuch to idea hoga??"

" Maine uska likha hai, mera assignment check ho gaya, tu bhi wohi kar."

"Koi hint........"

"Are baba ghaseet de........na tu samjega na wo........"

12. Exam:

"Jo (mujhe) aata hai, woh (paper mein)aata nahi hai; jo nahi aata hai
woh NAHI aata hai" ..VERY VERY TRUE !!

"ye question 2 saal se nahi poochha hai yaar....to ab kya poochenge"

"ye last time hi poochha thaa......is baar nahi aana chahiye"

"tere paas is ke notes hai??"

"Neend aa rahi mujhe to...thodi der so jata hoo..utha diyo pakka"

"woh chapter... mark weightage 6 marks... (facial ex-pressions speaks
the story)"

"nahi samjha to rat le" - PERFECT ONE

"Iss paper mein roll number ke kya order hai........"

"Ek aur din ka gap de dete to kya 3rd World War ho jata tha kya........."
I AGREE !! !!

This one is dedicated to all my friends:

"bas ek bar wapas lautne ka man karta hai

Aaj har wo din jeene ko man karta hai.

kuch buri batein jo ab acchi lagti hain

kuch batein jo kal ki hi batein lagti hain.

abki baar class attend karne ka man karta hai

Dopahar ki class mein aakhein band karne ko man karta hai.

Doston ke room ki wo baatein yaad aati hai

exam ke time pe wo hasi mazak yaad aati hai,

college ke paas resturant ki yaad aati hai

tab ki bekar lagne wali photos chehre pe hasi laati hai.

Apni galtiyon pe tumse daat khana yaad aata hai.

Par tumhari galti dekhne ka ab bhi mann karta hai.

Ek aisi subah uthne ka mann karta hai

bas ek bar wapas lautne ka man karta hai.

bas ek bar aur

wapas lautne ka man karta hai."

Turmoil of relationships

2010-07-19T04:49:00.000-07:00

The turmoil of relationships leads to strenuous relations. This is a contemporary problem of our lives. We lose our beloved ones and acquaintances because of some turbulence, mismatching of thoughts and incompatibility. We are selfish and egocentric; always think of our zone of comfort ignoring what others want from us consequential to losing of adored ones.

Nothing in this world is always generous sometimes it expects from us also, when it comes us to give, we are miser to revert back. We must always strive to save our relations and think what we can do to enrich it whether it is for husband, friend, mother or siblings. We are only the saviors of our relations and we are only the destroyers. If somebody pierces our body with harsh words, if somebody speaks ill of us, we must continue unperturbed, must not fight, not retaliate nor slander anyone as close acquaintances would stick to us till the end through thick and thin. If they are really ours they would come to us they would not leave us at all in any circumstances. The problem arises when we retaliate and try to fix up the problem by superseding them and egoism.

If we cherish the moments that we have savored with them, the treasure of those thoughts and happiness would confine us not to break up or strain our relations. We must contemplate on how the relation has been fruitful to us. Once we are able to see the positive side of the mirror, we would infuse the positivism of that relation again. We would be able to rebuild and revive it with the same vigor and excitement.

We are unable to compromise; see the negative aspects of the argument only that result into serious disorders. We lose are dear ones of which we repent later on. Relations in our lives are precious; we are richest in the world if we have every one with us standing by our sides in our hard times. We are strengthened and motivated by them. We can confront our battle of life better and can convert our battle into the cradle of joy.

We must never forget the good deeds done to us by the people. We must not allow the wrong things done by them to over shadow the good things. It can only be done once we have an immense desire to rescue are relations through cherishing the sweet memories with them into our lives always.
"Bring smile to every face you meet compromising with your expectations, the world would be yours".

HOME SWEET HOME

2010-07-18T11:14:00.000-07:00

Ever since I was little I have had the security and love of a whole family with no pieces missing. I’m sure all of you have lost a loved one, ranging from a dear pet to a beloved family member. I myself have lost many cherished hamsters, but never in my childhood did I think I would lose a family member.

I have many family members; I even have two living great-grandparents and I also had four grandparents. All that changed in the beginning of 2002. At that time our family was astonished to find out that my grandfather on my Dad’s side of the family was found to have cancer. He suffered through 2 years of it. We did everything we could to help him enjoy a comfortable stay at the hospital, like we taped videos of my soccer games and visited him in Chicago on Halloween.

He fought all he could, but on the day of November 5, 2003, he passed away. At that time my parents were visiting him in Chicago, and my other grandparents from Virginia were watching us. Our parents came home early that visit. I still remember that day when they sat all of us down and told us the news. I felt a mix of emotions such as depression, loss, and emptiness. I ran outside into the crisp November air and cried silent tears, kneeling at my hamster’s grave under the bare cherry blossom tree
Almost a year had passed and we were eating dinner at the dinner table when a discussion started about how we could help find a cure for cancer or make the lives of the many people who have it more enjoyable. My older sister Molly and I came up with the idea of selling our honey from our grandparents in Virginia’s hives. I came up with the name Hives for Lives and we started our business with the bees.

The business started by taking the honey from our bees and some beeswax. We left enough for the bees to survive through the winter. I only got stung once! After this we would go through the long process of spinning the honey, filtering the honey with three filters, and then putting the honey in a large tin heater and warming it until it was drippy and easily bottled in one of our glass jars. Then we would cap the newly filled jars and label them. We did this all by ourselves!

This year we added beeswax candles and lip balm of many flavors to the product line. While we were selling it at the events or stores, if a buyer had a question we would tell them the exact same story I just told you but with way less detail!

Last year, we raised $2,000 for the American Cancer Society and all of it went to a camp for children who have cancer. This year, with a few of our friends, Molly and I spent a lot of our time making beeswax candles and beeswax lip balm, and selling it. With a lot of help, we raised over $9,300!

I like to think that our grandfather is looking down at us with a smile. I learned many things from him such as to live life to its fullest, proper grammar, the love of literature, and to take risks in life. He died at the young age of 63.
We are put on this Earth to do well and to help those around us. We are all capable of that if we try.

Sweet Memories Of You

2010-07-18T10:59:00.000-07:00

Remember the first day of the first year of the first time in your life you started your journey to getting old? Remember the first guy/gal who caught your eye,.... that same guy/gal who you still remember as your first college crush? Remember those first friends you shared your fears with, ........ who soon became acquaintances? Remember those neighbors and classmates, who ended up becoming your closest friends?

Remember holding back the tears on those days when you just wanted to be home again, to feel SAFE again? Remember those drunken nights when the times you shared with your friends will forever hold a place in your memory and your heart? Remember those bonding nights, when you never felt closer to a certain person, and how that closeness creates ties that never die?

Remember how you never realized the importance of family, until you didn't see them everyday? Remember telling friends the deepest secrets of your life, and knowing they'd remain secrets? Remember the craziness of the dorm, getting sudden bursts of energy and looking for people, even total strangers, to harass? Remember that dream guy/gal, you thought about so much, who when she/he finally opened his/her mouth, changed your opinion of him/her forever? Remember how that guy/girl you once lived for soon became a joke and an excuse for you and your friends to laugh at yourself?

Remember to never lose touch with those friends you've made here, because you have all changed and grown enormously together, and that is something very sacred to be shared.

Remember you are only here for a short while, time flies before you realize it, so make it last, make it memorable, make it the best time of your life, the best memories that you can carry with you for the rest of your days.
Remember to love the ones you love, life isn't forever. Remember to love your friends, whether they come, go, love you or hurt you.

Author - VIkram sharma