<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8583159754606270228</id><updated>2012-02-16T17:58:40.989-08:00</updated><title type='text'>***Devils View</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://empty85.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583159754606270228/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://empty85.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Devil's View....</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17817544082652703729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AhBZRUTZ8fE/SEJ44Ly6XvI/AAAAAAAAAWo/W0ITwbdh-1k/S220/1.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>71</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8583159754606270228.post-704610709262325310</id><published>2008-10-14T14:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T14:49:05.311-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tired of constant humiliation: Sourav Ganguly</title><content type='html'>"I was tired of being humiliated again and again. I don't want to play cricket at the mercy of others," Sourav Ganguly said in an int&lt;br /&gt;erview published in a Bengali daily on Wednesday. The interview was given right after the former India captain announced his decision on Tuesday to quit from all forms of international cricket after the India-Australia series.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pouring his heart out, India's most successful Test captain and most successful left-handed batsman said that it was becoming increasingly difficult for him to put up with the constant humiliation. "It doesn't make sense to play cricket like this. I have played enough cricket."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ganguly had scored heavily in Test cricket after his comeback in 2006, barring the recent away series against Sri Lanka. He wondered why he was the only player being targeted all the time. "Everything is possible in Indian cricket. When Greg (Chappell) chopped me, TP Singh (of Railways and now with the ICL) was my replacement. Where is he now," he asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A sarcastic Ganguly then went on to say, "There are players who haven't scored for last three series for India, even for the last one year. There are some who have changed their hairstyle more than they have scored for India."&lt;br /&gt;The former Indian captain admitted that the decision to quit had hurt him emotionally.&lt;br /&gt;He went on to say that being on constant trial had hurt him emotionally. "I am bound to feel bad. I had to fight with my heart. If there is a gun to your head all the time, how long can you bear this? After all, I have played 400 matches for India. I have played badly in only one series. Yet every Tom, Dick and Harry is playing in the team."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Ganguly was asked about choosing the Ashtami Day for making his decision public, he replied, "I thought of ending all miseries before Durga Puja. There's too much confusion. People are double-faced and I can't take it anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I thought a lot before reaching this decision. I have also thought about my plans for the next one year. If this committee had come three years earlier, the situation would have been slightly better for me. I didn't expect to be chopped from the Irani Trophy team. I was really hurt by this incident."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The earlier selection committee led by Dilip Vengsarkar had dropped Ganguly from the Rest of India squad. He was retained in the Test team by the new selection committee led by Krishnamachari Srikkanth.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583159754606270228-704610709262325310?l=empty85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://empty85.blogspot.com/feeds/704610709262325310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583159754606270228&amp;postID=704610709262325310&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583159754606270228/posts/default/704610709262325310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583159754606270228/posts/default/704610709262325310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://empty85.blogspot.com/2008/10/tired-of-constant-humiliation-sourav.html' title='Tired of constant humiliation: Sourav Ganguly'/><author><name>Devil's View....</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17817544082652703729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AhBZRUTZ8fE/SEJ44Ly6XvI/AAAAAAAAAWo/W0ITwbdh-1k/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8583159754606270228.post-3623349313738709697</id><published>2008-08-31T14:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T14:14:26.076-07:00</updated><title type='text'>OLD LADY DRIVERS</title><content type='html'>An older lady gets pulled over for speeding...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Older Woman: Is there a problem, Officer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Officer: Ma'am, you were speeding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Older Woman: Oh, I see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Officer: Can I see your license please?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Older Woman: I'd give it to you but I don't have one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Officer: Don't have one?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Older Woman: Lost it, 4 years ago for drunk driving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Officer: I see...Can I see your vehicle registration papers please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Older Woman: I can't do that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Officer: Why not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Older Woman: I stole this car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Officer: Stole it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Older Woman: Yes, and I killed and hacked up the owner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Officer: You what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Older Woman: His body parts are in plastic bags in the trunk if you want to see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Officer looks at the woman and slowly backs away to his car and calls for back up. Within minutes 5 police cars circle the car. A senior officer slowly approaches the car, clasping his half drawn gun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Officer 2: Ma'am, could you step out of your vehicle please! The woman steps out of her vehicle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Older woman: Is there a problem sir?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Officer 2: One of my officers told me that you have stolen this car and murdered the owner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Older Woman: Murdered the owner?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Officer 2: Yes, could you please open the trunk of your car, please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The woman opens the trunk, revealing nothing but an empty trunk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Officer 2: Is this your car, ma'am?&lt;br /&gt;Older Woman: Yes, here are the registration papers. The officer is quite stunned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Officer 2: One of my officers claims that you do not have a driving license.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The woman digs into her handbag and pulls out a clutch purse and hands it to the officer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The officer examines the license. He looks quite puzzled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Officer 2: Thank you ma'am, one of my officers told me you didn't have a license, that you stole this car, and that you murdered and hacked up the owner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Older Woman: Bet the liar told you I was speeding, too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583159754606270228-3623349313738709697?l=empty85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://empty85.blogspot.com/feeds/3623349313738709697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583159754606270228&amp;postID=3623349313738709697&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583159754606270228/posts/default/3623349313738709697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583159754606270228/posts/default/3623349313738709697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://empty85.blogspot.com/2008/08/old-lady-drivers.html' title='OLD LADY DRIVERS'/><author><name>Devil's View....</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17817544082652703729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AhBZRUTZ8fE/SEJ44Ly6XvI/AAAAAAAAAWo/W0ITwbdh-1k/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8583159754606270228.post-3029019254976947068</id><published>2008-08-31T14:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T14:13:01.462-07:00</updated><title type='text'>PEOPLE WONDER WHY THE CALL CENTRE GUYS ARE PAID SO HIGH</title><content type='html'>PEOPLE WONDER WHY THE CALL CENTRE GUYS ARE PAID SO MUCH......&lt;br /&gt;FOR JUST BEING ON THE PHONE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TAKE A LOOK : ( and you would find out the same ..!!!! )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 ) Tech Support  : "I need you to right-click on the Open Desktop."&lt;br /&gt;  Customer  : "Ok."&lt;br /&gt;  Tech Support  : "Did you get a pop-up menu?"&lt;br /&gt;  Customer  : "No."&lt;br /&gt;  Tech Support  : "Ok. Right click again. Do you see a pop-up menu?"&lt;br /&gt;  Customer  : "No."&lt;br /&gt;  Tech Support  : "Ok, sir. Can you tell me what you have done up until this point?"&lt;br /&gt;  Customer  : "Sure, you told me to write 'click' and I wrote 'click'."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------ --------- --------- --------- -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Customer  : "I received the software update you sent, but I am still getting the same error message."&lt;br /&gt; Tech Support  : "Did you install the update?"&lt;br /&gt; Customer: "No. Oh, am I supposed to install it to get it to work?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------ --------- --------- --------- --------- --&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3)   Customer  : "I'm having trouble installing Microsoft Word."&lt;br /&gt;  Tech Support  : "Tell me what you've done."&lt;br /&gt;  Customer  : "I typed 'A: SETUP'."&lt;br /&gt;  Tech Support  : "Ma'am, remove the disk and tell me what it says."&lt;br /&gt;  Customer  : "It says '[PC manufacturer] Restore and Recovery disk'."&lt;br /&gt;  Tech Support  : "Insert the MS Word setup disk."&lt;br /&gt;  Customer  : "What?"&lt;br /&gt;  Tech Support: "Did you buy MS word?"&lt;br /&gt;  Customer: "No..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------ --------- --------- --------- --------- --&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4)   Customer  : "Do I need a computer to use your software?"&lt;br /&gt;  Tech Support  : ?!%#$  (welll pretend to smile)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------ --------- --------- --------- --------- --&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5)  Tech Support  : "Ok, in the bottom left hand side of the screen, can you see the 'OK' button displayed?"&lt;br /&gt;  Customer  : "Wow. How can you see my screen from there?"&lt;br /&gt;  Tech support  :  ##### ***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------ --------- --------- --------- --------- --&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6)  Tech Support : "What type of computer do you have?"&lt;br /&gt;  Customer  : "A white one."&lt;br /&gt;  Tech support  :  ******_____# ###&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------ --------- --------- --------- --------- --&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) Tech Support  : "What operating system are you running?"&lt;br /&gt;  Customer  : "Pentium."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tech support  :  ////-----+++&lt;br /&gt;------------ --------- --------- --------- --------- --&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) Customer  : "My computer's telling me I performed an illegal abortion."&lt;br /&gt; Tech support  :  ??????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------ --------- --------- --------- --------- --&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9)  Customer  : "I have Microsoft Exploder."&lt;br /&gt;  Tech Support  : ?!%#$&lt;br /&gt;------------ --------- --------- --------- --------- --&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10)  Customer  : "How do I print my voicemail?"&lt;br /&gt;    Tech support  :  ??????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------ --------- --------- --------- --------- --&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11)  Customer  : "You've got to fix my computer. I urgently need to print document, but the computer won't boot properly."&lt;br /&gt;    Tech Support  : "What does it say?"&lt;br /&gt;    Customer  : "Something about an error and non-system disk."&lt;br /&gt;    Tech Support  : "Look at your machine. Is there a floppy inside?"&lt;br /&gt;    Customer  : "No, but there's a sticker saying there's an Intel inside."&lt;br /&gt;    Tech support  :  @@@@@&lt;br /&gt;------------ --------- --------- --------- --------- --&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12)  Tech Support: "Just call us back if there's a problem. We're open 24 hours."&lt;br /&gt;    Customer: "Is that Eastern time?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------ --------- --------- --------- --------- --&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13)  Tech Support  : "What does the screen say now?"&lt;br /&gt;    Customer  : "It says, 'Hit ENTER when ready'."&lt;br /&gt;    Tech Support  : "Well?"&lt;br /&gt;    Customer  : "How do I know when it's ready?"&lt;br /&gt;    Tech support  :  *** ---- ++++&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------ --------- --------- --------- --------- --&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best of the lot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14)  A plain computer illiterate guy rings tech support to report that his computer is faulty.&lt;br /&gt;  Tech: What's the problem?&lt;br /&gt;  User: There is smoke coming out of the power supply.&lt;br /&gt;  Tech:  (keep quite)&lt;br /&gt;  Tech: You'll need a new power supply.&lt;br /&gt;  User: No, I don't! I just need to change the startup files.&lt;br /&gt;  Tech: Sir, the power supply is faulty. You'll need to replace it.&lt;br /&gt;  User: No way! Someone told me that I just needed to change the start up and it will fix the problem! All I need is for you to tell me the command.&lt;br /&gt;  Tech support::10 minutes later, the User is still adamant that he is right. The tech is frustrated and fed up.&lt;br /&gt;  Tech support::(hush hush)&lt;br /&gt;  Tech: Sorry, Sir. We don't normally tell our customers this, but there is an undocumented DOS command that will fix the problem.&lt;br /&gt;  User: I knew it!&lt;br /&gt;  Tech  : Just add the line LOAD NOSMOKE.COM at the end of the CONFIG.SYS. Let me know how it goes.&lt;br /&gt;  10 minutes later.&lt;br /&gt;  User  : It didn't work. The power supply is still smoking.&lt;br /&gt;  Tech  : Well, what version of DOS are you using?&lt;br /&gt;  User  : MS-DOS 6.22.&lt;br /&gt;  Tech  : That's your problem there. That version of DOS didn't come with NOSMOKE. Contact Microsoft and ask them for a patch that will give you the file. Let me know how it goes.&lt;br /&gt;1 hour later.&lt;br /&gt;User  : I need a new power supply.&lt;br /&gt;Tech support  : How did you come to that conclusion?&lt;br /&gt;Tech support  :  (hush hush)&lt;br /&gt;User  : Well, I rang Microsoft and told him about what you said,&lt;br /&gt;and he started asking questions about the make of power supply.&lt;br /&gt;Tech: Then what did he say?&lt;br /&gt;User: He told me that my power supply isn't compatible with NOSMOKE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------ --------- --------- --------- --------- -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Height Of it all (Too Good)&lt;br /&gt;15)  Customer :  I need a product identification number right now Customer Care Officer : and may I help u in finding it out?&lt;br /&gt;    Cust : sure !!!!&lt;br /&gt;    CCO : could u left click on start and do u find 'My Computer'?&lt;br /&gt;    Cust: I did left click but how the hell do I find your computer?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583159754606270228-3029019254976947068?l=empty85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://empty85.blogspot.com/feeds/3029019254976947068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583159754606270228&amp;postID=3029019254976947068&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583159754606270228/posts/default/3029019254976947068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583159754606270228/posts/default/3029019254976947068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://empty85.blogspot.com/2008/08/people-wonder-why-call-centre-guys-are.html' title='PEOPLE WONDER WHY THE CALL CENTRE GUYS ARE PAID SO HIGH'/><author><name>Devil's View....</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17817544082652703729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AhBZRUTZ8fE/SEJ44Ly6XvI/AAAAAAAAAWo/W0ITwbdh-1k/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8583159754606270228.post-8447104250234126135</id><published>2008-08-31T14:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T14:06:08.436-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"THINK OUTSIDE THE BOX"</title><content type='html'>Below are the Interview Questions, which were asked in HR Round.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be careful while you answering, No one will GET second chance to impress....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very very Impressive Questions and Answers..... ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question 1: You are driving along in your car on a wild, stormy night,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's raining heavily, when suddenly you pass by a bus stop, and you see three people waiting for a bus:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An old lady who looks as if she is about to die.&lt;br /&gt;An old friend who once saved your life.&lt;br /&gt;The perfect partner you have been dreaming about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which one would you choose to offer a ride to,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;knowing very well that there could only be one passenger in your car?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a moral/ethical dilemma that was once actually used as part of a job application.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* You could pick up the old lady, because she is going to die, and thus you should save her first;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* or you could take the old friend because he once saved your life, and this would be the perfect chance to ! pay him back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* However, you may never be able to find your perfect mate again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The candidate who was hired (out of 200 applicants) had no trouble coming up with his answer. Guess what was his answer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He simply answered:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I would give the car keys to my Old friend and let him take the lady to the hospital.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would stay behind and wait for the bus with the partner of my dreams."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, we gain more if we are able to give up our stubborn thought limitations. Never forget to "Think Outside the Box."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question 2: What will you do if I run away with your sister?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The candidate who was selected answered " I will not get a better match for my sister than you sir"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question 3: Interviewer (to a student girl candidate) - What is one morning you woke up &amp;amp; found that you were pregnant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl - I will be very excited and take an off, to celebrate with my husband.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Normally an unmarried girl will be shocked to hear this, but she managed it well. Why I should think it in the wrong way, she said later when asked&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question 4: Interviewer: He ordered a cup of coffee for the candidate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coffee arrived kept before the candidate, then he asked what is before you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Candidate: Instantly replied "Tea"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He got selected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know how and why did he say "TEA" when he knows very well that coffee was kept before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Answer: The question was "What is before you (U - alphabet)&lt;br /&gt;Reply was "TEA" ( T - alphabet)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alphabet "T" was before Alphabet "U"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question 5: Where Lord Rama would have celebrated his "First Diwali"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People will start thinking of Ayodya, Mitila [Janaki's place], Lanka etc...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the logic is, Diwali was a celebrated as a mark of Lord Krishna Killing Narakasura.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Dusavataar, Krishnavathaar comes after Raamavathaar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, Lord Rama would not have celebrated the Diwali At all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question 6: The interviewer asked to the candidate "This is your last question of the interview.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please tell me the exact position of the center of this table where u have kept your files."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Candidate confidently put one of his finger at some point at the table and told that this was the central point at the table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interviewer asked how did u get to know that this being the central point of this table,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then he answers quickly that sir u r not likely to ask any more question, as it was the last question that u promised to ask.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And hence, he was selected as because of his quick-wittedness. ........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is What Interviewer expects from the Interviewee. ....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583159754606270228-8447104250234126135?l=empty85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://empty85.blogspot.com/feeds/8447104250234126135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583159754606270228&amp;postID=8447104250234126135&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583159754606270228/posts/default/8447104250234126135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583159754606270228/posts/default/8447104250234126135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://empty85.blogspot.com/2008/08/think-outside-box.html' title='&quot;THINK OUTSIDE THE BOX&quot;'/><author><name>Devil's View....</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17817544082652703729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AhBZRUTZ8fE/SEJ44Ly6XvI/AAAAAAAAAWo/W0ITwbdh-1k/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8583159754606270228.post-6469339760677750185</id><published>2008-08-31T13:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T13:48:36.967-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Worlds Greatest Suicide's</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AhBZRUTZ8fE/SLsC92EmeiI/AAAAAAAAAbg/qn9rkJ41BkY/s1600-h/pic02634.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AhBZRUTZ8fE/SLqpkrYuB-I/AAAAAAAAAbI/NRzeLv1Edsw/s400/1.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AhBZRUTZ8fE/SLqpkxNtrSI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/K8pdqg_Icqs/s1600-h/2.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240687565550234914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AhBZRUTZ8fE/SLqpkxNtrSI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/K8pdqg_Icqs/s400/2.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AhBZRUTZ8fE/SLqpk_4OwGI/AAAAAAAAAbY/YC9Mxe64o78/s1600-h/4.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240687569486659682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AhBZRUTZ8fE/SLqpk_4OwGI/AAAAAAAAAbY/YC9Mxe64o78/s400/4.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583159754606270228-2383326574254103395?l=empty85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://empty85.blogspot.com/feeds/2383326574254103395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583159754606270228&amp;postID=2383326574254103395&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583159754606270228/posts/default/2383326574254103395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583159754606270228/posts/default/2383326574254103395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://empty85.blogspot.com/2008/08/corporate-strategies.html' title='Corporate strategies'/><author><name>Devil's View....</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17817544082652703729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AhBZRUTZ8fE/SEJ44Ly6XvI/AAAAAAAAAWo/W0ITwbdh-1k/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AhBZRUTZ8fE/SLqpkrYuB-I/AAAAAAAAAbI/NRzeLv1Edsw/s72-c/1.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8583159754606270228.post-2287914244681886251</id><published>2008-06-09T22:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-13T02:11:42.641-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The  Village  Idiot</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Abadi MT Condensed Light;color:#000000;"&gt;Once upon a time there was a village named Egoville hidden away&lt;br /&gt;in the mountains. Now, this village, like most villages, had&lt;br /&gt;their own idiot. His name was Hugh Millety.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hugh, the village idiot, was the ridicule of Egoville.&lt;br /&gt;The towns folk would often set him up with silly choices in order&lt;br /&gt;to laugh mercilessly at him when he made the wrong choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hugh," they'd say, "would you rather have this shiny new&lt;br /&gt;quarter or this dirty old torn dollar bill?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'd like the shiny quarter," Hugh would reply. His tormentor&lt;br /&gt;would give him the quarter and walk away laughing, declaring&lt;br /&gt;Hugh a true village idiot. Hugh would just shrug and go about&lt;br /&gt;his business.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though it was a poor village with little opportunity, this&lt;br /&gt;was repeated several times a day by many people. As the years&lt;br /&gt;went by, the ridicule became a ritual that dozens of townies&lt;br /&gt;took part in. The towns folk had little to their names, but at&lt;br /&gt;least they could feel better about themselves in comparison to&lt;br /&gt;the village idiot this way. It was their small comfort in the&lt;br /&gt;lap of poverty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not everyone would make fun of Hugh though. A few felt sorry for&lt;br /&gt;him and gave him hand-me-down clothes, leftover food, and even&lt;br /&gt;an old shack to live in at the edge of town. Hugh lived off of&lt;br /&gt;the handouts of the charitable few.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day, Hugh showed up at the village square wearing a brand new&lt;br /&gt;suit. Everyone was amazed, for few people in the town could afford&lt;br /&gt;new clothing, let alone a nice suit. The small village didn't even&lt;br /&gt;have a new clothing store, only a used clothing store.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of townsfolk asked Hugh where he got his new suit, thinking&lt;br /&gt;he must have stolen it. He bought it, he told them. And&lt;br /&gt;furthermore he added, the fine new house being built on the&lt;br /&gt;mountainside that everyone was wondering about, that was his.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When questioned where he got the money, he told them it was the&lt;br /&gt;money they gave him. With people giving him food, clothing, and&lt;br /&gt;shelter, he simply saved and invested everything they gave him.&lt;br /&gt;"I may be your village idiot," he smiled and said,&lt;br /&gt;"but I'm no fool."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But why then, they asked, did he always take the lesser amount&lt;br /&gt;of money they offered him if he was so cunning?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hugh replied that if he had taken the greater amount of money,&lt;br /&gt;they would have stopped offering it to him. He earned his money&lt;br /&gt;by letting them laugh at him, but he knew the first time he took&lt;br /&gt;the greater amount they'd stop offering him money and find&lt;br /&gt;something else to laugh at him about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Now," said Hugh, "I'm the richest person in town and have all&lt;br /&gt;the money I need. I didn't waste money amusing myself at the&lt;br /&gt;expense of someone I falsely perceived to be a lesser person.&lt;br /&gt;And you, all of you, have little more now than you had when you&lt;br /&gt;started ridiculing me. So tell me, who is the village idiot now?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hugh smiled again, then handed out hundred dollar bills to those&lt;br /&gt;who had been kind to him. The townsfolk were shocked. It was&lt;br /&gt;true though, they had frittered away their money a little at a&lt;br /&gt;time, trying to make themselves feel big by comparison to the&lt;br /&gt;village idiot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It just goes to show you, if you live in Egoville, take care not&lt;br /&gt;to become the village idiot by your vain perceptions. On the&lt;br /&gt;other hand, if you follow the wisdom of Hugh Millety, you might&lt;br /&gt;just become the richest person in town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583159754606270228-2287914244681886251?l=empty85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://empty85.blogspot.com/feeds/2287914244681886251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583159754606270228&amp;postID=2287914244681886251&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583159754606270228/posts/default/2287914244681886251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583159754606270228/posts/default/2287914244681886251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://empty85.blogspot.com/2008/06/village-idiot.html' title='The  Village  Idiot'/><author><name>Devil's View....</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17817544082652703729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AhBZRUTZ8fE/SEJ44Ly6XvI/AAAAAAAAAWo/W0ITwbdh-1k/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8583159754606270228.post-7011854884756417392</id><published>2008-06-09T22:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T22:07:56.517-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LOVE TO LOVE YOU</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;I'd Love To Hold You Close&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;  &lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;For Tonight And Always&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;  &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;I'd Love To Wake Up Next To You&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;  &lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;For The Rest Of My Days&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;  &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;I'd Love To See The Way Your Eyes Light Up&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;  &lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;With Each Smile That Crawls Across Your Face&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;  &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;I'd Love To Know Every Inch Of You&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;  &lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times  New Roman;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;What Makes You Happy&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;  &lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;What Makes You Blue&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;  &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;I'd Love To Be The One&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;  &lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;You Share Your Dreams With&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;  &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;   &lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;I'd Love To Be The Star&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;  &lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;You Look To Each Time You Make A Wish&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;  &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;I'd Love To Love You&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;  &lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;And To Have You Love Me Too&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;  &lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Always&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583159754606270228-7011854884756417392?l=empty85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://empty85.blogspot.com/feeds/7011854884756417392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583159754606270228&amp;postID=7011854884756417392&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583159754606270228/posts/default/7011854884756417392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583159754606270228/posts/default/7011854884756417392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://empty85.blogspot.com/2008/06/love-to-love-you.html' title='LOVE TO LOVE YOU'/><author><name>Devil's View....</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17817544082652703729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AhBZRUTZ8fE/SEJ44Ly6XvI/AAAAAAAAAWo/W0ITwbdh-1k/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8583159754606270228.post-3282027952885950390</id><published>2008-06-09T22:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T22:07:17.148-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I DON'T NEED</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" &gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I Don't Need To See You&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;  &lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;To Love You&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;  &lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I  Only Need To Know You're There&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;  &lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;  &lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I Don't Need To Feel You&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;  &lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;To Have You Touch My Heart&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;  &lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I Only Need To Know You Care&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;  &lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;  &lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I Don't Need To Look Into Your Eyes&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;  &lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;To Believe That This Is Real&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;  &lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I Only Need To Understand&lt;br /&gt;What You Think And Feel&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;  &lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;  &lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Love, It Is A Feeling&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;  &lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;That Can't Be Seen&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;  &lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;And  Though,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;  &lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I Would Love To Have You Here To Hold&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;  &lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Just By Having You In My Life&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;  &lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I Have Everything&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;  &lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;  &lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I Love You&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583159754606270228-3282027952885950390?l=empty85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://empty85.blogspot.com/feeds/3282027952885950390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583159754606270228&amp;postID=3282027952885950390&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583159754606270228/posts/default/3282027952885950390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583159754606270228/posts/default/3282027952885950390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://empty85.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-dont-need.html' title='I DON&apos;T NEED'/><author><name>Devil's View....</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17817544082652703729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AhBZRUTZ8fE/SEJ44Ly6XvI/AAAAAAAAAWo/W0ITwbdh-1k/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8583159754606270228.post-4911634780048783171</id><published>2008-06-09T21:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T09:29:14.685-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What is 710......... ..???</title><content type='html'>This doesn't mean all women are stupid when it comes to cars....But there always are (a lot of) exceptions!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(13, 13, 13);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(13, 13, 13); text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I was having some work done at the Ford dealer. A woman came in and asked for a seven-hundred- ten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all looked at each other, and the mechanic asked,"What is a seven-hundred- ten?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(13, 13, 13);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(13, 13, 13); text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She replied, "You know, the little piece in the middle of the engine.I lost it and need a new one. It had always been there."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(13, 13, 13);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(13, 13, 13); text-decoration: none;"&gt;The mechanic gave the woman a piece of paper and a pen and asked her to draw what the piece looked like. She drew a circle and in the middle of it wrote 710 !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He then took her over to another car which had the hood up and asked, "Is there a 710 on this car?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She pointed and said, "Of course, it's right there."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now go to the photo below to learn what a 710 is.........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AhBZRUTZ8fE/SE4IzdARM6I/AAAAAAAAAXA/rwDuCdLYVlI/s1600-h/1-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AhBZRUTZ8fE/SE4IzdARM6I/AAAAAAAAAXA/rwDuCdLYVlI/s200/1-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210111498966348706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583159754606270228-4911634780048783171?l=empty85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://empty85.blogspot.com/feeds/4911634780048783171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583159754606270228&amp;postID=4911634780048783171&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583159754606270228/posts/default/4911634780048783171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583159754606270228/posts/default/4911634780048783171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://empty85.blogspot.com/2008/06/what-is-710.html' title='What is 710......... ..???'/><author><name>Devil's View....</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17817544082652703729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AhBZRUTZ8fE/SEJ44Ly6XvI/AAAAAAAAAWo/W0ITwbdh-1k/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AhBZRUTZ8fE/SE4IzdARM6I/AAAAAAAAAXA/rwDuCdLYVlI/s72-c/1-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8583159754606270228.post-4564471119443051009</id><published>2008-06-09T21:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T21:45:53.753-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Management- fundas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;1.  "We will do it" means "You will do it"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;2.  "You have done a great job" means "More work to be given to you"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;3.  "We are working on it" means "We have not yet started WORKING on the&lt;br /&gt;Same"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;4.  "Tomorrow first thing in the morning" means "Its not getting done&lt;br /&gt;"At least not tomorrow!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;5.  "After discussion we will decide-I am very open to views" means "I have already decided, I will tell you what to do"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;6.  "There was a slight mis-communication" means "We had actually lied"&lt;br /&gt;Office-management- fundas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.  "Lets call a meeting and discuss" means "I have no time now, will talk later"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;8.  "We can always do it" means "We actually cannot do the same on time"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;9.  "We are on the right track but there needs to be a slight extension of the deadline" means "The project is screwed up, we cannot deliver on time."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;10.  "We had slight differences of opinion "means "We had actually fought"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;11.  "Make a list of the work that you do and let's see how I can help you" means "Anyway you have to find a way out no help from me"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;12.  "You should have told me earlier" means "Well even if you told me earlier that would have made hardly any difference!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13.  "We need to find out the real reason" means "Well I will tell you where your fault is"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;14.  "Well Family is important; your leave is always granted. Just ensure that the work is not affected," means, "Well you know…"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;15.  "We are a team," means, "I am not the only one to be blamed"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;16.  "That's actually a good question" means "I do not know anything about it"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;17.  "All the Best" means "You are in trouble"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583159754606270228-4564471119443051009?l=empty85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://empty85.blogspot.com/feeds/4564471119443051009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583159754606270228&amp;postID=4564471119443051009&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583159754606270228/posts/default/4564471119443051009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583159754606270228/posts/default/4564471119443051009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://empty85.blogspot.com/2008/06/management-fundas.html' title='Management- fundas'/><author><name>Devil's View....</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17817544082652703729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AhBZRUTZ8fE/SEJ44Ly6XvI/AAAAAAAAAWo/W0ITwbdh-1k/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8583159754606270228.post-1240327107997988801</id><published>2008-06-09T21:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T21:38:30.747-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nurse Nancy</title><content type='html'>Two doctors are in the hallway complaining about nurse Nancy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;''She's out of control!'' the first doctor says.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;''She does everything backwards. Just last week I told her to give a man two milligrams of morphine every ten hours, she gave him 10 milligrams every two hours, he almost died!''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;''That's nothing,'' said the second doctor, "earlier this week I told her to give a man an enema every 24 hours, she tried to give him 24 enemas in one hour!''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of a sudden they heard a blood curdling scream from down the hallway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;''OH MY GOD! I just realized that I told nurse Nancy to prick Mr. Smiths boil!'''&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583159754606270228-1240327107997988801?l=empty85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://empty85.blogspot.com/feeds/1240327107997988801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583159754606270228&amp;postID=1240327107997988801&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583159754606270228/posts/default/1240327107997988801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583159754606270228/posts/default/1240327107997988801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://empty85.blogspot.com/2008/06/nurse-nancy.html' title='Nurse Nancy'/><author><name>Devil's View....</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17817544082652703729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AhBZRUTZ8fE/SEJ44Ly6XvI/AAAAAAAAAWo/W0ITwbdh-1k/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8583159754606270228.post-8032193387510170643</id><published>2008-06-06T21:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T21:22:42.348-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Mystery of the Moving Rocks</title><content type='html'>The moving rocks, also known as sliding rocks or sailing stones, are a geological phenomenon found in Racetrack Playa, a seasonally dry lake (a playa) located in the Panamint Mountains in Death Valley National Park, California.  The rocks move across the surface of the playa, leaving long tracks behind them as they go, without human or animal intervention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They have never been seen or filmed in motion.&lt;br /&gt;Racetrack rocks only move once every two or three years and most tracks last for just three or four years.  Rocks with rough bottoms leave straight striated tracks while those with smooth bottoms wander. Most of the moving stones originate from an 850 foot (260 m) high hillside made of dark dolomite on the south end of the playa, but some are intrusive igneous rock from adjacent slopes.  Tracks are often tens to hundreds of feet (low to high tens of meters) long, a few to 12 inches (8 to 30 cm) wide, and typically less than an inch (2.5 cm) deep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the years there were many speculations and possible explanations made on how the stones move, ranging from supernatural to very complex.  Most hypotheses favored by interested geologists posit that strong winds when the mud is wet are at least in part responsible.  But some stones weigh as much as a human, which some researchers feel is too heavy for the area's wind to move.  They maintain that ice sheets around the stones either help to catch the wind or move in ice flows.But both theories don't explain how two rocks right next to each other could go in two opposite directions or one could stay put while the one three times the size, doesn't.  So far every attempt of explanation has been insufficient and purely assumptive.  The mystery of moving rocks is yet to be revealed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583159754606270228-8032193387510170643?l=empty85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://empty85.blogspot.com/feeds/8032193387510170643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583159754606270228&amp;postID=8032193387510170643&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583159754606270228/posts/default/8032193387510170643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583159754606270228/posts/default/8032193387510170643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://empty85.blogspot.com/2008/06/mystery-of-moving-rocks.html' title='The Mystery of the Moving Rocks'/><author><name>Devil's View....</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17817544082652703729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AhBZRUTZ8fE/SEJ44Ly6XvI/AAAAAAAAAWo/W0ITwbdh-1k/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8583159754606270228.post-1109987247763966283</id><published>2008-06-05T22:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T22:26:39.449-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Why angry???</title><content type='html'>Got this in mail......!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;but it let me think so I shared with you all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An 80 year old man was sitting on the sofa in his house along with his 45 years old highly educated son. Suddenly a crow perched on their window.&lt;br /&gt;The Father asked his Son, What is this?&lt;br /&gt;The Son replied It is a crow&lt;br /&gt;After a few minutes, the Father asked his Son the 2nd time, What is this?The Son said Father, I have just now told you Its a crow.&lt;br /&gt;After a little while, the old Father again asked his Son the 3rd time,&lt;br /&gt;What is this?At this time some ex-pression of irritation was felt in the Sons tone when he said to his Father with a rebuff. Its a crow, a crow.A little after, the Father again asked his Son t he 4th time, What is this? This time the Son shouted at his Father,Why do you keep asking me the same question again and again, although I have told you so many times IT IS A CROW. Are you not able to understand this?&lt;br /&gt;A little later the Father went to his room and came back with an old tattered diary, which he had maintained since his Son was born. On opening a page, he asked his Son to read that page. When the son read it, the following words were written in the diary :-&lt;br /&gt;Today my little son aged three was sitting with me on the sofa, when a crow was sitting on the window. My Son asked me 23 times what it was, and I replied to him all 23 times that it was a Crow. I hugged him lovingly each time h e asked me the same question again and again for 23 times. I did not at all feel irritated I rather felt affection for my innocent child.&lt;br /&gt;While the little child asked him 23 times What is this, the Father had felt no irritation in replying to the same question all 23 times and when today the Father asked his Son the same question just 4 times, the Son felt irritated and annoyed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So..If your parents attain old age, do not repulse them or look at them as a burden, but speak to them a gracious word, be cool, obedient, humble and kind to them. Be considerate to your parents.From today say this aloud, I want to see my parents happy forever. They have cared for me ever since I was a little child. They have always showered their selfless love on me.&lt;br /&gt;They crossed all mountains and valleys without seeing the storm and heat to make me a person presentable in the society today.&lt;br /&gt;Say a prayer to God, I will serve my old parents in the BEST way. I will say all good and kind words to my dear parents, no matter how they behave.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583159754606270228-1109987247763966283?l=empty85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://empty85.blogspot.com/feeds/1109987247763966283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583159754606270228&amp;postID=1109987247763966283&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583159754606270228/posts/default/1109987247763966283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583159754606270228/posts/default/1109987247763966283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://empty85.blogspot.com/2008/06/why-angry.html' title='Why angry???'/><author><name>Devil's View....</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17817544082652703729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AhBZRUTZ8fE/SEJ44Ly6XvI/AAAAAAAAAWo/W0ITwbdh-1k/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8583159754606270228.post-2778961555164587028</id><published>2008-05-30T11:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T11:16:10.114-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Teacup</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;There was a couple who used to go England to shop in a beautiful antique store.  This trip was to celebrate their 25th wedding anniversary.  They both liked antiques and pottery, and especially tea cups.&lt;br /&gt;Spotting an exceptional cup, they asked, "May we see that?  We've never seen a cup quite so beautiful."&lt;br /&gt;As the lady handed it to them, suddenly the tea cup spoke, "You don't understand," it said.  "I have not always been a tea cup.  There was a time when I was just a lump of red clay.  My master took me and rolled me, pounded and patted me over and over, and I yelled out, 'Don't do that.  I don't like it!  Let me alone,' but he only smiled, and gently said, 'Not yet!'&lt;br /&gt;Then... WHAM! I was placed on a spinning wheel and suddenly I was spun around and around and around.  'Stop it!  I'm getting so dizzy!  I'm going to be sick!' I screamed.  But the master only nodded and quietly said, 'Not yet.'  He spun me and poked and prodded and bent me out of shape to suit himself and then... then he put me in the oven.&lt;br /&gt;I never felt such heat.  I yelled and knocked and pounded at the door. 'Help!  Get me out of here!' I could see him through the opening and I could read his lips as he shook His head from side to side, 'Not yet.'  "When I thought I couldn't bear it another minute, the door opened.  He carefully took me out and put me on the shelf, and I began to cool.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, that felt so good!  Ah, this is much better, I thought.  "But, after I cooled, he picked me up and he brushed and painted me all over.  The fumes were horrible.  I thought I would gag.  'Oh, please, stop it, stop it!!' I cried.  He only shook his head and said, 'Not yet!'&lt;br /&gt;Then suddenly he put me back in to the oven.  Only it was not like the first one.  This was twice as hot and I just knew I would suffocate.  I begged.  I pleaded.  I screamed.  I cried. I was convinced I would never make it.  I was ready to give up.  Just then the door opened and he took me out and again placed me on the shelf, where I cooled and waited... and waited... wondering, "What's he going to do to me next? !"&lt;br /&gt;An hour later he handed me a mirror and said, 'Look at yourself.' And I did.&lt;br /&gt;"I said, 'That's not me.  That couldn't be me.  It's beautiful.  I'm beautiful!'&lt;br /&gt;Quietly he spoke: 'I want you to remember back to the beginning,' he said, 'I know it hurt to be rolled and pounded and patted but, had I just left you alone, you'd have dried up.  I know it made you dizzy to spin around on the wheel but, if I had stopped, you would have crumbled.  I know it hurt, and it was hot and disagreeable in the oven but, if I hadn't put you there, you would have cracked.  I know the fumes were bad when I brushed and painted you all over but, if I hadn't done that, you never would have hardened.  You would not have had any color in your life.  If I hadn't put you back in that second oven, you wouldn't have survived for long because the hardness would not have held.  Now you are a finished product. Now you are what I had in mind when I first began with you.'"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The moral of this story is this: God knows what He is doing with each of us.  He is the Potter, and we are His clay.  He will mold us and make us, and expose us to just enough pressures - of just the right kinds - so that we may be made into a flawless piece of work to fulfill His good, pleasing and perfect will&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... when life seems hard, and you are being pounded and patted and pushed almost beyond endurance;  when your world seems to be spinning out of control; when you feel like you are in a fiery furnace of trials; when life seems to "stink", try this...brew a cup of your favorite tea in your nicest tea cup, sit down, and think of this story.  Then have a talk with the Potter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isaiah 64:8 Yet, O LORD, you are our Father. We are the clay, you are the potter; we are all the work of your hand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583159754606270228-2778961555164587028?l=empty85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://empty85.blogspot.com/feeds/2778961555164587028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583159754606270228&amp;postID=2778961555164587028&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583159754606270228/posts/default/2778961555164587028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583159754606270228/posts/default/2778961555164587028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://empty85.blogspot.com/2008/05/teacup.html' title='The Teacup'/><author><name>Devil's View....</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17817544082652703729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AhBZRUTZ8fE/SEJ44Ly6XvI/AAAAAAAAAWo/W0ITwbdh-1k/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8583159754606270228.post-4515233078906330884</id><published>2008-05-30T10:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T09:29:14.852-08:00</updated><title type='text'>He Loves Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AhBZRUTZ8fE/SEA6r45_kqI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/0HgyQLKD20U/s1600-h/tophl.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206225694924706466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AhBZRUTZ8fE/SEA6r45_kqI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/0HgyQLKD20U/s320/tophl.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;~He Loves Me This I Know~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;I hold a daisy in my hand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;Its beauty pure and rare.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;I ask myself does he care?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;How do I know?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;I pull the petals off one by one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;He loves me, he loves me not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;On and on I pull the petals to know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;Does he love me or does he love me not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;Finally, I get to the last petal left&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;And know that this time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;He loves me and he is mine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;I smile and joy in my heart is felt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;Does this little game tell it right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;Is that all there is to know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;His love to me he will show?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;A better way is how I feel when he holds me tight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;Love is a special feeling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;That into the heart comes stealing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;When he comes into view&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;And smiles before kissing you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;Love is complete when returned&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;By acts sweet and genuine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;Joining your heart with mine,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;Committed to a life of sharing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583159754606270228-4515233078906330884?l=empty85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://empty85.blogspot.com/feeds/4515233078906330884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583159754606270228&amp;postID=4515233078906330884&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583159754606270228/posts/default/4515233078906330884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583159754606270228/posts/default/4515233078906330884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://empty85.blogspot.com/2008/05/he-loves-me.html' title='He Loves Me'/><author><name>Devil's View....</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17817544082652703729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AhBZRUTZ8fE/SEJ44Ly6XvI/AAAAAAAAAWo/W0ITwbdh-1k/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AhBZRUTZ8fE/SEA6r45_kqI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/0HgyQLKD20U/s72-c/tophl.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8583159754606270228.post-1813427372454191219</id><published>2008-05-24T17:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-24T17:02:11.151-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Affair Story</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The 1st Affair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A married man was having an affair&lt;br /&gt;with  his secretary.&lt;br /&gt;One day they went to her place&lt;br /&gt;and made love all afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;Exhausted, they fell asleep&lt;br /&gt;and woke up at 8  PM.&lt;br /&gt;The man hurriedly dressed&lt;br /&gt;and told his lover to take his shoes&lt;br /&gt;outside and rub them in the grass and dirt.&lt;br /&gt;He put on his shoes and drove home.&lt;br /&gt;'Where have you been?' his wife demanded.&lt;br /&gt;'I can't lie to you,' he replied,&lt;br /&gt;'I'm having an affair with my secretary.&lt;br /&gt;We had sex all afternoon.'&lt;br /&gt;She looked down at his shoes and said:&lt;br /&gt;'You lying bastard!&lt;br /&gt;You've been playing golf!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The 2nd Affair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A middle-aged couple had two beautiful daughters &lt;br /&gt;but always talked about having a son. &lt;br /&gt;They decided to try one last time&lt;br /&gt;for the son they always wanted.&lt;br /&gt;The wife got pregnant&lt;br /&gt;and  delivered a healthy baby boy.&lt;br /&gt;The joyful father rushed to the nursery&lt;br /&gt;to  see his new son.&lt;br /&gt;He was horrified at the ugliest child&lt;br /&gt;he had ever seen.&lt;br /&gt;He told his wife:  'There's no way I can&lt;br /&gt;be the father of this baby. &lt;br /&gt;Look  at the  two beautiful daughters I  fathered!&lt;br /&gt;Have  you  been fooling around behind my back?'&lt;br /&gt;The  wife smiled sweetly and replied:&lt;br /&gt;'Not this time!'&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The 3rd Affair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A mortician was working late one night.&lt;br /&gt;He examined the body of Mr. Schwartz,&lt;br /&gt;about  to be cremated,&lt;br /&gt;and made a startling discovery.&lt;br /&gt;Schwartz  had the largest private part&lt;br /&gt;he had ever seen!&lt;br /&gt;'I'm sorry Mr. Schwartz,' the mortician&lt;br /&gt;commented, 'I can't allow you to be cre mated&lt;br /&gt;with such an impressive private part.&lt;br /&gt;It must be saved for posterity.'&lt;br /&gt;So, he removed it,&lt;br /&gt;stuffed it into his briefcase,&lt;br /&gt;and took it home   &lt;br /&gt;'I  have something to show&lt;br /&gt;you won't believe,' he said to his wife,&lt;br /&gt;opening his briefcase.&lt;br /&gt;'My  God!' the wife exclaimed, &lt;br /&gt;'Schwartz is dead!'&lt;br /&gt;                &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The  4th Affair&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A  woman was in bed with her lover&lt;br /&gt;when  she heard her husband&lt;br /&gt;opening  the front door.&lt;br /&gt;'Hurry,' she said, 'stand in the corner.'     &lt;br /&gt;She  rubbed baby oil all over him,&lt;br /&gt;then  dusted him with talcum powder.&lt;br /&gt;'Don't  move until I tell you,'&lt;br /&gt;she said, 'pretend you're a statue.'&lt;br /&gt;'What's  this?' the husband inquired &lt;br /&gt;as he entered the room.&lt;br /&gt;'Oh it's a statue,' she replied,&lt;br /&gt;'the Smiths bought one and I liked it&lt;br /&gt;so I got one for us, too.'&lt;br /&gt;No more was said,&lt;br /&gt;not even when they went to bed.&lt;br /&gt;Around 2 AM the husband got up,&lt;br /&gt;went to the kitchen and returned&lt;br /&gt;with a sandwich and a beer.&lt;br /&gt;'Here,' he said to the statue, have this.&lt;br /&gt;I stood like that for two days at the Smiths&lt;br /&gt;and nobody offered me a damned thing.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The  5th Affair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A man walked into a cafe,&lt;br /&gt;went to the bar and ordered a beer.&lt;br /&gt;'Certainly, Sir, that'll be one cent.'&lt;br /&gt;'One  Cent?' the man exclaimed.&lt;br /&gt;He glanced at the menu and asked:&lt;br /&gt;'How much for a nice juicy steak &lt;br /&gt;and a bottle of w ine?'&lt;br /&gt;'A  nickel,' the barman  replied.&lt;br /&gt;'A  nickel?' exclaimed the man.&lt;br /&gt;'Where's the guy who owns this place?'&lt;br /&gt;The  bartender replied:&lt;br /&gt;'Upstairs, with my wife.'&lt;br /&gt;The man asked: 'What's he doing upstairs&lt;br /&gt;with your wife?'&lt;br /&gt;The  bartender replied:&lt;br /&gt;'The  same thing I'm doing&lt;br /&gt;to his business down here.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The  6th Affair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jake was dying. His wife sat at the bedside.&lt;br /&gt;He looked up and said weakly:   &lt;br /&gt;'I have something I must confess.'&lt;br /&gt;'There's no need to, 'his wife replied.&lt;br /&gt;'No,' he insisted,&lt;br /&gt;'I want to die in peace.&lt;br /&gt;I slept with your sister, your best friend,   &lt;br /&gt;her best friend, and your mother!'&lt;br /&gt;'I know,' she replied,&lt;br /&gt;'now just rest and let the poison work.'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583159754606270228-1813427372454191219?l=empty85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://empty85.blogspot.com/feeds/1813427372454191219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583159754606270228&amp;postID=1813427372454191219&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I have searched my heart for the answers,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;My soul begs for the truth to be revealed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I cannot see beyond the pain,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;My heart may never be healed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;The abruptness of your departure,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Leaving me to wonder why.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Going on day after day alone,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Will this hurt and sorrow ever die?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I have thought of you each and everyday,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Allowing the memories to stay alive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;But memories no longer sustain me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I need more in which to survive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I want back what we had before,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Ours was the truest romance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I need your love to make me whole, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;once more,Let's give that love one more chance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Come to me, oh my love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;My arms to you open wide.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Take me in yours once again,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Let me feel your love deep inside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I will always love you, darling,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Here in my heart you will live.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;You are the one who can unlock the door,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;To the heart that you hold captive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583159754606270228-22214461645543724?l=empty85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://empty85.blogspot.com/feeds/22214461645543724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583159754606270228&amp;postID=22214461645543724&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583159754606270228/posts/default/22214461645543724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583159754606270228/posts/default/22214461645543724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://empty85.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-will.html' title='I Will'/><author><name>Devil's View....</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17817544082652703729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AhBZRUTZ8fE/SEJ44Ly6XvI/AAAAAAAAAWo/W0ITwbdh-1k/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8583159754606270228.post-6341927222631196391</id><published>2008-05-24T16:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-24T16:45:36.847-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Missing You</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Can't sleep, my mind won't still...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I need you beside me, soothing my chill.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;My heart is so heavy, i'm missing you so...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I need you beside me, and never let go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I feel you around me, sometimes i smell you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I hear you telling me, " Don't be so blue..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;You give me your strength, when i'm missing you so...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Hold on to my hand, and never let go. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Just once more, do i wish we could touch..&lt;br /&gt;For I Love You, My Darling, I Love You so much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I miss you, i'm missing you sooo... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Come hold me, come love me, and never let go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583159754606270228-6341927222631196391?l=empty85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://empty85.blogspot.com/feeds/6341927222631196391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583159754606270228&amp;postID=6341927222631196391&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583159754606270228/posts/default/6341927222631196391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583159754606270228/posts/default/6341927222631196391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://empty85.blogspot.com/2008/05/missing-you.html' title='Missing You'/><author><name>Devil's View....</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17817544082652703729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AhBZRUTZ8fE/SEJ44Ly6XvI/AAAAAAAAAWo/W0ITwbdh-1k/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8583159754606270228.post-5415098358626047241</id><published>2008-05-24T16:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-24T16:41:49.374-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WHY MEN LIE</title><content type='html'>One day, while a woodcutter was cutting a branch of a tree above river, his axe fell into the river.When he cried out, the Lord appeared and asked, 'Why are you  crying?' The woodcutter replied that his axe has fallen into water,and he needed the axe to make his living.The Lord went down in the water and reappeared with a golden axe.  'Is this your axe?' the Lord asked.The woodcutter replied, 'No.' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Lord again went down and came up with a silver axe.'Is this  your axe?'the Lord asked.     Again, the woodcutter replied, 'No.'The Lord went down again and came up with an iron axe.'Is this  your  axe?'the Lord asked.'Yes', he replied.The Lord was pleased with the man's honesty and gave him allthree axes to keep, and the woodcutter went home happy.                                                                                                     &lt;br /&gt;Some time later the woodcutter was walking with his wife along  the riverbank, and his wife fell into the river.When he cried out, the Lord again appeared and asked  him,  'Why are you crying?' 'Oh Lord, my wife has fallen into the water!'The Lord went down into the water and came up with Jennifer  Lopez.'Is this your wife?' the Lord asked. 'Yes,' cried the woodcutter.The Lord was furious. 'You lied! That is an untruth!'The woodcutter fell to his knees and cried, 'Oh, forgive me, Lord. It isa misunderstanding. You see, if I had said 'no' to Jennifer  Lopez, You   would  have come up with Catherine Zeta-Jones.  Then if  I also said 'no' to   her, you would have come up with my wife. Had I then said  'yes,' you would have given me all three. Lord, I am a poor man, and am not able to take care of all three wives, and  I love my wife such that I don't want her to shareme  with anyone, so THAT'S why I said yes to Jennifer Lopez.'                                                                                     &lt;br /&gt;The moral of this story is: Whenever a man lies, it is for a good  and honourable reason, and for the benefit of others.. MOSTLY his  wife!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583159754606270228-5415098358626047241?l=empty85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://empty85.blogspot.com/feeds/5415098358626047241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583159754606270228&amp;postID=5415098358626047241&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583159754606270228/posts/default/5415098358626047241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583159754606270228/posts/default/5415098358626047241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://empty85.blogspot.com/2008/05/why-men-lie.html' title='WHY MEN LIE'/><author><name>Devil's View....</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17817544082652703729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AhBZRUTZ8fE/SEJ44Ly6XvI/AAAAAAAAAWo/W0ITwbdh-1k/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8583159754606270228.post-4871647611460981115</id><published>2008-05-16T00:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T00:55:29.961-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Share Your Feelings</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Good or bad, feelings need expression;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;they must be recognized and given&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;freedom to reveal themselves.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It isn't wise to hide behind a smile&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;when your heart is breaking;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;that is not being true to how&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;you feel inside.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;By letting out your feelings,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;your pain is released,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and you are able to go on -&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;to reconstruct your life and&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;think of other things&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;that will make you happy again.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Put away the myth that says&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;you must be strong enough to face&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the whole world with a smile and&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;a brave attitude all of the time.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You have your feelings that say otherwise,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;so admit that they are there.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Use their healing power&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;to put the past behind you,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and realize that those expressive&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;stirrings in your heart&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;are very much a part of you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Use them to get better,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;to find peace within,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;to be true to yourself.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583159754606270228-4871647611460981115?l=empty85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://empty85.blogspot.com/feeds/4871647611460981115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583159754606270228&amp;postID=4871647611460981115&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583159754606270228/posts/default/4871647611460981115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583159754606270228/posts/default/4871647611460981115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://empty85.blogspot.com/2008/05/share-your-feelings.html' title='Share Your Feelings'/><author><name>Devil's View....</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17817544082652703729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AhBZRUTZ8fE/SEJ44Ly6XvI/AAAAAAAAAWo/W0ITwbdh-1k/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8583159754606270228.post-193075131671811021</id><published>2008-05-16T00:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T00:49:15.200-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Classic Deadlock</title><content type='html'>Boss said to secretary: For a week we will go abroad,so make arrangement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secretary make call to Husband: For a week my boss andI will be going abroad, you look after yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Husband make call to secret lover: My wife is goingabroad for a week, so lets spend the week together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secret lover make call to small boy whom she is givingprivate tution: I have work for a week, so you neednot come for class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Small boy make call to his grandfather: Grandpa, for aweek I don't have class 'coz my teacher is busy. Letsspend the week together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grandpa make call to his secretary: This week I amspending my time with my grandson. We cannot attendthat meeting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secretary make call to her husband: This week my bosshas some work, we cancelled our trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Husband make call to secret lover: We cannot spendthis week together, my wife has cancelled her trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secret lover make call to small boy whom she is givingprivate tution: This week we will have class as usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Small boy make call to his grandfather: Grandpa, myteacher said this week I have to attend class. Sorry Ican't give you company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grandpa make call to his secretary: Don't worry thisweek we will attend that meeting, so make arrangement .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583159754606270228-193075131671811021?l=empty85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://empty85.blogspot.com/feeds/193075131671811021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583159754606270228&amp;postID=193075131671811021&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583159754606270228/posts/default/193075131671811021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583159754606270228/posts/default/193075131671811021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://empty85.blogspot.com/2008/05/classic-deadlock.html' title='Classic Deadlock'/><author><name>Devil's View....</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17817544082652703729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AhBZRUTZ8fE/SEJ44Ly6XvI/AAAAAAAAAWo/W0ITwbdh-1k/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8583159754606270228.post-4839687692651252703</id><published>2008-05-16T00:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T00:42:04.609-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Some very good and Very bad things</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;The most destructive habit....... ......... ......Worry&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The greatest Joy......... ......... ......... ....Giving&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The greatest loss........ ........Loss of self-respect&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The most satisfying work........ .......Helping others&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The ugliest personality trait....... ......Selfishness&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The most endangered species..... ....Dedicated leaders&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Our greatest natural resource.... ......... ..Our youth&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The greatest "shot in the arm"........ ..Encouragement&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The greatest problem to overcome.... ......... ....Fear&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The most effective sleeping pill........ Peace of mind&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The most crippling failure disease..... .......Excuses&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The most powerful force in life........ ......... .Love&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The most dangerous pariah...... ......... ...A gossiper&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The world's most incredible computer.... ....The brain&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The worst thing to be without..... ......... ..... Hope&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The deadliest weapon...... ......... ........The tongue&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The two most power-filled words....... ........" I Can"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The greatest asset....... ......... ......... .....Faith&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The most worthless emotion..... ......... ....Self- pity&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The most beautiful attire...... ......... .......Smile!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The most prized possession.. ......... .....Integrity&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The most powerful channel of communication. . ....Prayer&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The most contagious spirit...... ......... ..Enthusiasm&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The most important thing in life........ ......... ..GOD&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583159754606270228-4839687692651252703?l=empty85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://empty85.blogspot.com/feeds/4839687692651252703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583159754606270228&amp;postID=4839687692651252703&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583159754606270228/posts/default/4839687692651252703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583159754606270228/posts/default/4839687692651252703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://empty85.blogspot.com/2008/05/some-very-good-and-very-bad-things.html' title='Some very good and Very bad things'/><author><name>Devil's View....</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17817544082652703729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AhBZRUTZ8fE/SEJ44Ly6XvI/AAAAAAAAAWo/W0ITwbdh-1k/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8583159754606270228.post-8480641433542760661</id><published>2008-05-16T00:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T00:39:29.458-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Worth The Time</title><content type='html'>Ironically, when we get busy, the first thing that tends to get cut back is our meditation practice. We have less time and a lot on our plates, so it makes sense that this happens, but in the end it doesn't really help us. Most of us know from experience that we function much better when we give ourselves time each day to sit in silence. And the more we have to do, the more we need that solitary, quiet time for the day ahead. As a result, while it may sound counterintuitive, it is during busy times that we most need to spend more time in meditation rather than less. By being quiet and listening to the universe, we will be given what we need to get through our day.&lt;br /&gt;Expanding our morning meditation by just 10 minutes can make a big difference, as can the addition of short meditations into our daily schedule. The truth is, no matter how busy we are, unless we are in the midst of a crisis we always have five or 10 minutes to spare. The key is convincing ourselves that spending that time in meditation is the most fruitful choice. We could be getting our dishes done or heading into work earlier instead, so it’s important that we come to value the importance of meditation in the context of all the other things competing for attention in our lives. All we have to do to discover whether it works to meditate more when we are busy is to try it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We can start by creating more time in the morning, either by getting up earlier or by preparing breakfast the night before and using the extra time for meditation. We can also add short meditation breaks into our schedule, from five minutes before or after lunch to a meditation at night before we go to sleep. When we come from a place of centered calm, we are more effective in handling our busy schedules and more able to keep it all in perspective. If more time in meditation means less time feeling anxious, panicky, and overwhelmed, then it’s certainly worth the extra time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583159754606270228-8480641433542760661?l=empty85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://empty85.blogspot.com/feeds/8480641433542760661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583159754606270228&amp;postID=8480641433542760661&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583159754606270228/posts/default/8480641433542760661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583159754606270228/posts/default/8480641433542760661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://empty85.blogspot.com/2008/05/worth-time.html' title='Worth The Time'/><author><name>Devil's View....</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17817544082652703729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AhBZRUTZ8fE/SEJ44Ly6XvI/AAAAAAAAAWo/W0ITwbdh-1k/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8583159754606270228.post-1453205473779823564</id><published>2008-05-16T00:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T00:25:36.189-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Some lessons</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Lesson 1:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3333ff;"&gt;A man is getting into the shower just as his wife is finishing up her shower, when the doorbell rings.The wife quickly wraps herself in a towel and runs downstairs. When she opens the door, there stands Bob, the next-door neighbor.Before she says a word, Bob says, "I'll give you $800 to drop that towel, "After thinking for a moment, the woman drops her towel and stands naked in front of Bob. After a few seconds, Bob hands her $800 and leaves.The woman wraps back up in the towel and goes back upstairs.  When she gets to the bathroom, her husband asks, "Who was that?""It was Bob the next door neighbor," she replies."Great," the husband says, "did he say anything about the $800 he owes me?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Moral of the story&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff9900;"&gt;If you share critical information pertaining to credit and risk with your shareholders in time, you may be in a position to prevent avoidable exposure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Lesson 2:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3333ff;"&gt;A priest offered a Nun a lift. She got in and crossed her legs, forcing her gown to reveal a leg. The priest nearly had an accident. After controlling the car, he stealthily slid his hand up her leg.The nun said, "Father, remember Psalm 129?"The priest removed his hand. But, changing gears, he let his hand slide up her leg again.The nun once again said, "Father, remember Psalm 129?"The priest apologized "Sorry sister but the flesh is weak."Arriving at the convent, the nun sighed heavily and went on her way.On his arrival at the church, the priest rushed to look up Psalm 129 It said, "Go forth and seek, further up, you will find glory."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Moral of the story&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff9900;"&gt;If you are not well informed in your job, you might miss a great opportunity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Lesson 3:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3333ff;"&gt;A sales rep, an administration clerk, and the manager are walking to lunch when they find an antique oil lamp. They rub it and a Genie comes out.The Genie says, "I'll give each of you just one wish.""Me first! Me first!" says the admin clerk. "I want to be in the Bahamas , driving a speedboat, without a care in the world."Puff!  She's gone."Me next! Me next!" says the sales rep. "I want to be in Hawaii , relaxing on the beach with my personal masseuse, an endless supply of Pina Coladas and the love of my life."Puff! He's gone."OK, you're up," the Genie says to the manager.The manager says, "I want those two back in the office after lunch."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Moral of the story&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Always let your boss have the first say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Lesson 4:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3333ff;"&gt;An eagle was sitting on a tree resting, doing nothing. A small rabbit saw the eagle and asked him, "Can I also sit like you and do nothing?"The eagle answered: "Sure, why not."So, the rabbit sat on the ground below the eagle and rested. All of a sudden, a fox appeared, jumped on the rabbit and ate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Moral of the story&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff9900;"&gt;To be sitting and doing nothing, you must be sitting very, very high up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Lesson 5:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3333ff;"&gt;A turkey was chatting with a bull. "I would love to be able to get to the top of that tree," sighed the turkey, "but I haven't got the energy.""Well, why don't you nibble on some of my droppings?" replied the bull.They're packed with nutrients."The turkey pecked at a lump of dung, and found it actually gave him enough strength to reach the lowest branch of the tree.The next day, after eating some more dung, he reached the second branch. Finally after a fourth night, the turkey was proudly perched at the top of the tree. He was promptly spotted by a farmer, who shot him out of the tree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Moral of the story&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff9900;"&gt;BullShit might get you to the top, but it won't keep you there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Lesson 6:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3333ff;"&gt;A little bird was flying south for the Winter. It was so cold the bird froze and fell to the ground into a large field. While he was lying there, a cow came by and dropped some dung on him. As the frozen bird lay there in the pile of cow dung, he began to realize how warm he was.The dung was actually thawing him out! He lay there all warm and happy, and soon began to sing for joy.A passing cat heard the bird singing and came to investigate.Following the sound, the cat discovered the bird under the pile of cow dung, and promptly dug him out and ate him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Moral of these stories:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff9900;"&gt;(1) Not everyone who shits on you is your enemy.&lt;br /&gt;(2) Not everyone who gets you out of shit is your friend.(3) And when you're in deep shit, it's best to keep your mouth&lt;br /&gt;shut!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583159754606270228-1453205473779823564?l=empty85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://empty85.blogspot.com/feeds/1453205473779823564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583159754606270228&amp;postID=1453205473779823564&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583159754606270228/posts/default/1453205473779823564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583159754606270228/posts/default/1453205473779823564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://empty85.blogspot.com/2008/05/some-lessons.html' title='Some lessons'/><author><name>Devil's View....</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17817544082652703729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AhBZRUTZ8fE/SEJ44Ly6XvI/AAAAAAAAAWo/W0ITwbdh-1k/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8583159754606270228.post-5339686004357106804</id><published>2008-05-14T05:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T05:52:21.877-07:00</updated><title type='text'>CHEVRON OIL COMPANY LIMITED UNITED KINGDOM JOB OPPORTUNITIES</title><content type='html'>Today when I opened my inbox I saw a mail and I am shocked to see that.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have a look.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHEVRON OIL LIMITED UKJob VacanciesJob ID: PKS/JV/GKH 02467-06   CHEVRON OIL LIMITED UK,has immediate employment opportunities. CHEVRON LIMITED intends to invite experienced individuals/expatriates or Consultancy firm capable of rendering expertise services in various fields of Business Management, M.B.A (Finance), Administrative and Commissioning, CHEVRON has immediate employment/Vacancies in following Designations. Accountant,pertoleum.engineers,geologist, Duty Manager,FrontManager,management, Drivers, Cost Controller/Manager, Customer Manager, Computer Applicant, Software/Hardware Engineers, Elect. Engineer, Auto Engineer. E.t.c. Experienced is preferred, but we're willing to train an eager individual who wants to learn all aspects. ENTITLEMENT, BENEFITS AND PACKAGES;. A very attractive net salary paid in US$, Sterling or Euros equivalent depending on   employee home country and currency preference with annual salary review.. Quality single or family housing accommodation in company community.. Free medical/dental care for employee and family.. Excellent educational assistance benefits with family status employment. . Paid airfares allowing full flexibility with holiday travel.. Personal effects shipment and excess baggage allowances.. Full access to some of the finest and social recreational facilities.. Life Insurance and Paid vacation.. Official vehicle/Maximum security in work environment and housing community.. FREE MEDICAL SERVICES  JOB STATUS: Full-Time and contractSALARY INDICATION:Minimum US$14,500-USD.Depending upon experience and field of specialization. Interested candidates are to email resume and details of experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For further information's and sending of resumes, you can contact the director in charge with the phone number or an email as seen below:&lt;br /&gt;Phone: +447024091143. David  Satchel, Personal Manager&lt;br /&gt;Email:  (&lt;a href="mailto:chevronoil_jobsuk@yahoo.com" target="_blank"&gt;chevronoil_jobsuk@yahoo.com&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since they are offering so huge package,I guess it is a scam,so people be aware of this&lt;br /&gt;When I google about this I found the simmilar results.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583159754606270228-5339686004357106804?l=empty85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://empty85.blogspot.com/feeds/5339686004357106804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583159754606270228&amp;postID=5339686004357106804&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583159754606270228/posts/default/5339686004357106804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583159754606270228/posts/default/5339686004357106804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://empty85.blogspot.com/2008/05/chevron-oil-company-limited-united.html' title='CHEVRON OIL COMPANY LIMITED UNITED KINGDOM JOB OPPORTUNITIES'/><author><name>Devil's View....</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17817544082652703729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AhBZRUTZ8fE/SEJ44Ly6XvI/AAAAAAAAAWo/W0ITwbdh-1k/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8583159754606270228.post-7881086559986593408</id><published>2008-05-06T22:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-08T06:35:15.527-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Teenpatti in Orkut</title><content type='html'>Since I love orkut its my favorite time pass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love net surfing so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now a days there were few things that are added to orkut recently.&lt;br /&gt;some of the applications are enjoyed by the orkut users,one of them is teenpati&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even I love that game.&lt;br /&gt;Most of the orkut user love to play that game with friends and others instead of chatting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you can also chatt with the players while playing.&lt;br /&gt;Also if you want to practice and get some virtual cash to practice, you can add bots and practice....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jus try it its fun....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583159754606270228-7881086559986593408?l=empty85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://empty85.blogspot.com/feeds/7881086559986593408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583159754606270228&amp;postID=7881086559986593408&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583159754606270228/posts/default/7881086559986593408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583159754606270228/posts/default/7881086559986593408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://empty85.blogspot.com/2008/05/teenpatti-in-orkut.html' title='Teenpatti in Orkut'/><author><name>Devil's View....</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17817544082652703729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AhBZRUTZ8fE/SEJ44Ly6XvI/AAAAAAAAAWo/W0ITwbdh-1k/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8583159754606270228.post-8123109288913896316</id><published>2008-05-06T22:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-06T22:40:13.971-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My search funds</title><content type='html'>When I m looking to my mails today,I found a mail regarding this"mysearchfunds.com"&lt;br /&gt;have a look............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I have started using a great web search service that allows me to earn money from searching in my normal way. It`s quick and free to set up, keeps you up to date on your earnings and pays out monthly.&lt;a href="http://www.mysearchfunds.co.uk/apply001.asp?Friend=50844" target="_blank"&gt;http://www.mysearchfunds.co.uk/apply001.asp?Friend=50037&lt;/a&gt; "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I joined the program I hope its not fake.if this is true and not a scam, then it will be fun.Since I used to do googling so much and if I earne through this,then what's better than this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amazing one,but still I have a question,Why one pay for this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since all results are from google so what's there benefit.Why they are paying for such thing.!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I m looking into that site,I found it more interesting because they also pay for the refrals earnings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Recommend My Search Funds to your friends and you can earn even more. When they sign up with us you get 10% of all the revenue we earn from their searches and even more if they pass it on!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its a great idea, but please suggest me whether I should go for this or its just a scam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://www.mysearchfunds.com/banner.asp?friend=50037"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG SRC="http://www.mysearchfunds.com/banners/banner.gif" BORDER="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583159754606270228-8123109288913896316?l=empty85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://empty85.blogspot.com/feeds/8123109288913896316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583159754606270228&amp;postID=8123109288913896316&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583159754606270228/posts/default/8123109288913896316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583159754606270228/posts/default/8123109288913896316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://empty85.blogspot.com/2008/05/my-search-funds.html' title='My search funds'/><author><name>Devil's View....</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17817544082652703729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AhBZRUTZ8fE/SEJ44Ly6XvI/AAAAAAAAAWo/W0ITwbdh-1k/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8583159754606270228.post-3121059535142150074</id><published>2008-05-06T21:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-06T21:57:06.836-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What Science Cannot Explain</title><content type='html'>Today I was reading a article in The Times of India,"What Science Cannot Explain"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stories of scores breakthroughs made in science and technology cannot take away from the fact that there exist some phenomenon that we still can't explain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some of them are listed here.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ghosts, Apparitions, and Spirits&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Ghosts have long since solidified a place in history and everyday life. You turn on the TV and shows center on spirits and 'ghost whisperers.' There are people who believe they can contact the dead and have made a living off of displaying this 'gift.' Since science cannot give concrete proof that spirits of the dead do not exist – some are at a complete loss – unwilling to at least give the thought a chance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Near-Death Experiences&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;There are many people who claim to have neared death and experienced a variety of mystical outcomes as a result. Some people describe traveling into a tunnel filled with light; being able to establish contact with loved ones in the spirit world; and gain a sense of peace before coming back to life – remembering the details of this incident often described as a 'near-death' experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Body and Mind…&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The mind is so complicated that medical science has only explored the tip of the iceberg. The mind influences the body, but we do not exactly know how. For example, the body possesses the ability to heal itself that far surpasses drugs and other medical approaches. Let's take the placebo effect for instance – some people can bring about a sense of relief and lack of pain associated with medical symptom just by believing that a certain cure is effective. Now, that is power you just don’t understand that quickly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Intuition&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Whether you refer to it as a 'gut feeling' or a 'sixth sense' or that 'weird feeling' - intuition is an experience that many will say they have undergone. While tons of gut feeling have turned out wrong – what about the ones that actually were right? Psychologists have already mentioned that people have the ability to subconsciously gather information about the surrounding world that can produce a 'sense' of 'something'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;UFOs&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some argue that we cannot exactly prove why we are here; therefore how can we disprove that other living things and creatures exist in the world (or Solar System for that matter). With black holes and depths of space we have no clue about – who's to say that some other planet just like ours thrives. Unidentified Flying Objects have been around since the start of time, as ancient art reveals. In the sky, a lot of things have been noted. Sometimes, it is a simple aircraft or a meteor – other times – the pilots in the sky see something they cannot explain as well. Some believe in aliens and spacecraft outside of human control, and as hard as the government tries to disprove objects in the air that no one really knows what it is – science cannot completely make the statement that it is out of the realm of possibility. This is probably the same thing that aliens are saying about us – 'how did they get here?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Déjà vu&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe the movie with Denzel Washington was a bit far-fetched – but I've had experiences of déjà vu myself, where I know exactly what is going to happen before it does because I feel like it has already happened before. I believe almost everyone has had this feeling in some form or another. It's more complicated that just saying you feel like you’ve met someone before or visited a place before. Actual events seem to unfold right before your very eyes with a sense of unnerving familiarity.&lt;br /&gt;Déjà vu is the French phrase for 'already seen' and some believe that it possesses a link to psychic experiences or showcases pieces of a previous life you may have lived. Right in the same boat as intuition, déjà vu is viewed as a mystery that perhaps human psychology might be able to unlock. However, the cause and background on this phenomenon could remain a mystery and isn't something science can lend a hand with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Psychic Powers and ESP&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The topic of psychic powers has drummed up controversy for many years now, and you can lump ESP (extra sensory perception) right in the same boat. When it comes to unexplained phenomenon, you cannot deny that certain things are proclaimed at the oddest and most correct times. A lot of people believe that intuition is also a form of psychic power, as it is just another way of tapping into some special portal to the future. Researchers have showed an interest in people with these 'special powers' and have conducted tests.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bigfoot and Other "Mythical" Creatures&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many of years have passed and the legend of the large, hairy beasts that resemble men (usually called Bigfoot) still make the rounds in folklore, supposed sightings, and news headlines. Eyewitness accounts have been reported in North America and all over the world, as people swear they have captured the beast on film during hiking trips and family camping outings.&lt;br /&gt;While the legend is still active, it is pretty curious that not one single body has been found. A hunter has never accidentally killed a Bigfoot. They haven't been hit by a car like deer crossing the road and the lifespan must be amazing because – natural causes has never taken the life of a Bigfoot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is science ever gonna find out about them or they will remain as a mystery.&lt;br /&gt;Is we dont have suffiecient scintific knowledge to find out about them.&lt;br /&gt;Are they remain a mystery for us.&lt;br /&gt;How long it will take to know about them.???????????????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these were the certain quetions that makes me think when I read that article about them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;are we insufficient to find out about them.!!!&lt;br /&gt;Is our scientist incapable to finding this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583159754606270228-3121059535142150074?l=empty85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://empty85.blogspot.com/feeds/3121059535142150074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583159754606270228&amp;postID=3121059535142150074&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583159754606270228/posts/default/3121059535142150074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583159754606270228/posts/default/3121059535142150074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://empty85.blogspot.com/2008/05/what-science-cannot-explain.html' title='What Science Cannot Explain'/><author><name>Devil's View....</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17817544082652703729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AhBZRUTZ8fE/SEJ44Ly6XvI/AAAAAAAAAWo/W0ITwbdh-1k/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8583159754606270228.post-4823479415413199686</id><published>2008-05-06T21:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-06T21:43:06.188-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rajasthan village with just 12 girls</title><content type='html'>DEVDA VILLAGE (JAISALMER): A wedding procession hardly makes headlines but in Devda, it certainly will. Ten years ago, a baraat arrived at the doors of a Rajput family in this sleepy village, the first time in 105 years that a Rajput kanya was getting married in Devda. A decade after that grand celebration, the villagers are still waiting to give away a daughter's hand in marriage. The Rajputs in the village, with a population of about 2,000, take pride in claiming that they form the majority here. But there are only 12 girls in the 70-odd Rajput houses and just one of them above the age of 10 and just one family with more than one daughter in the house - the consequence of years of the abominable practice of female infanticide. And with the arrival of technology in shape of sonography, even girl foetuses haven't been spared. It was Inder Singh Bhati and his wife who initiated a change 27 years ago, when they literally gifted life to their newborn baby-girl. While everybody else around them killed their daughters, the couple decided to let their child live, probably because they had already lost three sons before her birth. "I don't remember what we were thinking then but it was my wife who took this decision. I only supported her," admits Inder Singh. What he remembers is how difficult it was. "We were often taunted, people talked behind our backs and initially, my daughter, Jawan Kaur, was also frowned upon. Gradually, she was accepted," he says. And, when his children got married, he made it a point to tell them not to kill their daughters, Inder Singh says. "Things have changed and improved a bit. We do have girls around now," Inder Singh says, while admitting that baby girls are killed even today in the village. " Kya karein? A good match for a girl means lots of money for her dowry. As farmers from a drought-hit region, not all can afford it." It was six years after the birth of Jawan Kaur that another girl child, her younger sister, survived the practice. That girl, Sugandh Kaur, has grown up to be 21 and it's her wedding that villagers are now looking forward to. "I never liked going to the village after didi's wedding. There were no girls around and I always felt lonely," says Sugandh, who now lives in Jaisalmer with her family. She knows she's a lucky one. "My mother has often told me about how girls are killed. I am lucky my father is an educated man, who had moved to the city much before my birth," she says. Sugandh is engaged and is proud that her baraat would be warmly welcomed in Devda next year. Back in Devda, Chandra Kaur, 16, is the only girl who is above 10 years. "It's a relief to see the Rajput families finally respecting their girl children. No doubt they are few in number even today but at least, they are there. As children, we had never seen a girl child in any of the Rajput houses, forget baraats coming to their houses," says Chandraprakash Ojha, a schoolteacher from the village. The example set by Inder Singh Bhati and his wife appears to have caught on. Another woman, also named Sugandh Kaur, 52, has three daughters and two sons. Her elder son has two daughters aged seven and five - Evan Kaur and Pavan Kaur; the younger son has a one-month-old baby girl, Bhavan Kaur, who is the youngest girl in the village. "I believe that girls are born to their own fate. We can't kill them just because we don't have money. Their fate will find a way for their bright future. I don't want my daughters-in-law to sin the way I did," says Sugandh, admitting that she had killed one of her daughters years ago. Her decision to let her other daughters live has earned her special respect from the villagers, especially the non-Rajput communities. "Initially, eyebrows were raised but now everyone praises us. I have to admit it was my mother's decision," says Sangh Singh, the elder son, adding that they are even ready to welcome more girls in the family.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583159754606270228-4823479415413199686?l=empty85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://empty85.blogspot.com/feeds/4823479415413199686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583159754606270228&amp;postID=4823479415413199686&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583159754606270228/posts/default/4823479415413199686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583159754606270228/posts/default/4823479415413199686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://empty85.blogspot.com/2008/05/devda-village-jaisalmer-wedding.html' title='Rajasthan village with just 12 girls'/><author><name>Devil's View....</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17817544082652703729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AhBZRUTZ8fE/SEJ44Ly6XvI/AAAAAAAAAWo/W0ITwbdh-1k/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8583159754606270228.post-6249482849437023473</id><published>2008-05-06T11:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T09:29:16.172-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Adding sitemap....!!!!</title><content type='html'>Once you finished with the verification of your site or blog,now go for adding sitemap to your blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;atom.xml is default sitemap for your blogspot blog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.Go to the dashboard of webmasters tools.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AhBZRUTZ8fE/SCCmmbvu4zI/AAAAAAAAAUo/iTo0D9ul9uY/s1600-h/111111111111111.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AhBZRUTZ8fE/SCCmmbvu4zI/AAAAAAAAAUo/iTo0D9ul9uY/s400/111111111111111.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197337149198754610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;2.Select add to add sitemap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AhBZRUTZ8fE/SCCmmLvu4yI/AAAAAAAAAUg/lBpewSFE6Yg/s1600-h/33333333.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AhBZRUTZ8fE/SCCmmLvu4yI/AAAAAAAAAUg/lBpewSFE6Yg/s400/33333333.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197337144903787298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.Select general web sitemap option from the drop down menu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AhBZRUTZ8fE/SCCmmbvu40I/AAAAAAAAAUw/StYXVHOYtcA/s1600-h/33333333333333333333333.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AhBZRUTZ8fE/SCCmmbvu40I/AAAAAAAAAUw/StYXVHOYtcA/s400/33333333333333333333333.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197337149198754626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.Just add atom.xml in from of your blog URL,and you are done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AhBZRUTZ8fE/SCCmmrvu41I/AAAAAAAAAU4/CYs7yZ7Sz9o/s1600-h/4444444.bmp"&gt;&lt;img 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583159754606270228/posts/default/6249482849437023473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://empty85.blogspot.com/2008/05/adding-sitemap.html' title='Adding sitemap....!!!!'/><author><name>Devil's View....</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17817544082652703729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AhBZRUTZ8fE/SEJ44Ly6XvI/AAAAAAAAAWo/W0ITwbdh-1k/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AhBZRUTZ8fE/SCCmmbvu4zI/AAAAAAAAAUo/iTo0D9ul9uY/s72-c/111111111111111.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8583159754606270228.post-2552918776619262719</id><published>2008-05-06T10:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T09:29:17.823-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Add Google sitemap to get your blog crawled in google search easily .</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;If you have submitted your blog in Google search engine  but it is not indexing your most of the &lt;a id="KonaLink0" target="_top" class="kLink" style="text-decoration: underline ! important; position: static;" href="http://digitalmail.blogspot.com/2007/04/add-google-sitemap-to-get-your-blog.html#"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: 400; position: static;font-family:Tahoma,sans-serif,sans-serif;color:#b00000;"  &gt;&lt;span class="kLink" style="border-bottom: 1px solid blue; color: blue ! important; font-weight: 400; position: static; padding-bottom: 1px;font-family:Tahoma,sans-serif,sans-serif;color:#0000e0;"  &gt;web &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="kLink" style="border-bottom: 1px solid blue; color: blue ! important; font-weight: 400; position: static; padding-bottom: 1px;font-family:Tahoma,sans-serif,sans-serif;color:#0000e0;"  &gt;pages&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; than adding Google sitemap to your blog is an easy way to get your pages indexed in Google  search . To &lt;a id="KonaLink1" target="_top" class="kLink" style="text-decoration: underline ! important; position: static;" href="http://digitalmail.blogspot.com/2007/04/add-google-sitemap-to-get-your-blog.html#"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: 400; position: static;font-family:Tahoma,sans-serif,sans-serif;color:#b00000;"  &gt;&lt;span class="kLink" style="border-bottom: 1px solid blue; color: blue ! important; font-weight: 400; position: static; padding-bottom: 1px;font-family:Tahoma,sans-serif,sans-serif;color:#0000e0;"  &gt;add &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="kLink" style="border-bottom: 1px solid blue; color: blue ! important; font-weight: 400; position: static; padding-bottom: 1px;font-family:Tahoma,sans-serif,sans-serif;color:#0000e0;"  &gt;Google&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; sitemap on your blog just follow these steps :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Fist go to &lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" href="https://www.google.com/webmasters/tools/siteoverview?hl=en"&gt;Google sitemap webpage&lt;/a&gt; .&lt;br /&gt;2. Login to Google account and enter your blog name in add-site bar than click ok .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AhBZRUTZ8fE/SCCeZbvu4mI/AAAAAAAAATA/mUeFmY4p1V8/s1600-h/11111.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AhBZRUTZ8fE/SCCeZbvu4mI/AAAAAAAAATA/mUeFmY4p1V8/s400/11111.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197328129767432802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;3. Next click on Verify your site link .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AhBZRUTZ8fE/SCCfjbvu4nI/AAAAAAAAATI/JmGjO-1nOQQ/s1600-h/111111111111111.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AhBZRUTZ8fE/SCCfjbvu4nI/AAAAAAAAATI/JmGjO-1nOQQ/s400/111111111111111.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197329401077752434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;4. Now you will find options for verification , choose meta tag verification .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AhBZRUTZ8fE/SCCfjrvu4oI/AAAAAAAAATQ/5NQB6z7jCCc/s1600-h/222.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AhBZRUTZ8fE/SCCfjrvu4oI/AAAAAAAAATQ/5NQB6z7jCCc/s400/222.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197329405372719746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;5. Choose a mode to verify.Select Meta tag option.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AhBZRUTZ8fE/SCCfj7vu4pI/AAAAAAAAATY/NIrwz9ZH-nQ/s1600-h/3.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AhBZRUTZ8fE/SCCfj7vu4pI/AAAAAAAAATY/NIrwz9ZH-nQ/s400/3.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197329409667687058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;6.After that copy that meta tag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AhBZRUTZ8fE/SCCjKLvu4xI/AAAAAAAAAUY/p5UZOSdGvUw/s1600-h/4.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AhBZRUTZ8fE/SCCjKLvu4xI/AAAAAAAAAUY/p5UZOSdGvUw/s400/4.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197333365332566802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;7.Now go to your blog,edit HTML in Layout section of your blog,then search head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AhBZRUTZ8fE/SCCg3Lvu4sI/AAAAAAAAATw/2JdW4hqguz0/s1600-h/5.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 405px; height: 162px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AhBZRUTZ8fE/SCCg3Lvu4sI/AAAAAAAAATw/2JdW4hqguz0/s400/5.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197330839891796674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.Paste that meta tag here after head section.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AhBZRUTZ8fE/SCCg3bvu4uI/AAAAAAAAAUA/QG7DqA6z770/s1600-h/77.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AhBZRUTZ8fE/SCCg3bvu4uI/AAAAAAAAAUA/QG7DqA6z770/s400/77.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197330844186764002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;9.Save Template.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AhBZRUTZ8fE/SCCg3Lvu4tI/AAAAAAAAAT4/YjLgRIXPBJE/s1600-h/6.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AhBZRUTZ8fE/SCCg3Lvu4tI/AAAAAAAAAT4/YjLgRIXPBJE/s400/6.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197330839891796690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;10.After this message is displayed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AhBZRUTZ8fE/SCCg3bvu4vI/AAAAAAAAAUI/z97YUhVlmV4/s1600-h/8.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AhBZRUTZ8fE/SCCg3bvu4vI/AAAAAAAAAUI/z97YUhVlmV4/s400/8.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197330844186764018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;11.Go to webmasters again,and click on verify&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AhBZRUTZ8fE/SCCg3rvu4wI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/MBBKQ13DtaA/s1600-h/9.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AhBZRUTZ8fE/SCCg3rvu4wI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/MBBKQ13DtaA/s400/9.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197330848481731330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once you finished with verification of your site......&lt;br /&gt;now add site map.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;check this to know more how to add sitemap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://empty85.blogspot.com/2008/05/adding-sitemap.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Visit here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583159754606270228-2552918776619262719?l=empty85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://empty85.blogspot.com/feeds/2552918776619262719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583159754606270228&amp;postID=2552918776619262719&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583159754606270228/posts/default/2552918776619262719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583159754606270228/posts/default/2552918776619262719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://empty85.blogspot.com/2008/05/add-google-sitemap-to-get-your-blog.html' title='Add Google sitemap to get your blog crawled in google search easily .'/><author><name>Devil's View....</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17817544082652703729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AhBZRUTZ8fE/SEJ44Ly6XvI/AAAAAAAAAWo/W0ITwbdh-1k/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AhBZRUTZ8fE/SCCeZbvu4mI/AAAAAAAAATA/mUeFmY4p1V8/s72-c/11111.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8583159754606270228.post-8647518424334482680</id><published>2008-05-03T08:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-03T08:35:26.943-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Khushbu teri Dosti ki muje mehka jati hai</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Teri har baat mujhe behka jaati hai,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Saas toh bahut der leti hai aane me…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;har saas se pehle Teri yaad aa jati hai…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ჯહઔહჯ═══■■═══ჯહઔહჯ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lehro se milkar na woh beh sake na hum,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ek duje ke Dil me na woh reh sake na hum,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;jeet lete aasma ek din lekin, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;palkon ke khamoshi kohoto se na woh keh sake na hum…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ჯહઔહჯ═══■■═══ჯહઔહჯ&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hum jee rahe the unka naam lekar,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;vo gujarte the hamara salaam lekar,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ek din vo keh gaye bhula da humko,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;humne pucha kaise?vo chale gaye hath mein jaam dekar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ჯહઔહჯ═══■■═══ჯહઔહჯ&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;kaanch ko chahat thi patthar paane ki,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ek pal me fir tutkar bikhar jaane ki,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;chahat bus itni thi us deewane ki,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;apne tukdo me tasvir uski saajane ........ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583159754606270228-8647518424334482680?l=empty85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://empty85.blogspot.com/feeds/8647518424334482680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583159754606270228&amp;postID=8647518424334482680&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583159754606270228/posts/default/8647518424334482680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583159754606270228/posts/default/8647518424334482680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://empty85.blogspot.com/2008/05/khushbu-teri-dosti-ki-muje-mehka-jati.html' title='Khushbu teri Dosti ki muje mehka jati hai'/><author><name>Devil's View....</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17817544082652703729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AhBZRUTZ8fE/SEJ44Ly6XvI/AAAAAAAAAWo/W0ITwbdh-1k/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8583159754606270228.post-7228928444600696060</id><published>2008-04-08T14:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-08T14:48:30.763-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lovely Teacher</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; Lovely teacher, lovely teacher—&lt;br /&gt;eyes of periwinkle blue.&lt;br /&gt;You are such a pretty creature,&lt;br /&gt;and I’m so in love with you. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; How I long for your attention,&lt;br /&gt;so I’m acting like a fool.&lt;br /&gt;Put me down for some detention,&lt;br /&gt;just don’t send me home from school. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; Oh, I’m filled with pain and sorrow,&lt;br /&gt;for my teacher is so cute,&lt;br /&gt;but she won’t be here tomorrow,&lt;br /&gt;’cause she’s just a substitute&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583159754606270228-7228928444600696060?l=empty85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://empty85.blogspot.com/feeds/7228928444600696060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583159754606270228&amp;postID=7228928444600696060&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583159754606270228/posts/default/7228928444600696060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583159754606270228/posts/default/7228928444600696060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://empty85.blogspot.com/2008/04/lovely-teacher.html' title='Lovely Teacher'/><author><name>Devil's View....</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17817544082652703729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AhBZRUTZ8fE/SEJ44Ly6XvI/AAAAAAAAAWo/W0ITwbdh-1k/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8583159754606270228.post-6986499013625309017</id><published>2008-04-05T04:35:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-05T04:35:56.119-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Night</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Full moon shimmers, Rest of the world glimmers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;The dark night glows, The moon light flows&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lovers moan and the Passions are shown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Oh Night plzz Come to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Release me...Make me free&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Absorb me in your luminesence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sparkling pathway of your fluorosence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dancing with the moon in the sky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lovers looking at you sigh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Oceans leap and surge Stars whirl and merge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Listen to my heartfelt plea Make me a shadow within u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pearl of a reflection in your skin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;When my faraway lover looks at you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;He/She will get a luminescent view&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;My reflection imbued Of me merged in you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583159754606270228-6986499013625309017?l=empty85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://empty85.blogspot.com/feeds/6986499013625309017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583159754606270228&amp;postID=6986499013625309017&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583159754606270228/posts/default/6986499013625309017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583159754606270228/posts/default/6986499013625309017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://empty85.blogspot.com/2008/04/night.html' title='Night'/><author><name>Devil's View....</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17817544082652703729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AhBZRUTZ8fE/SEJ44Ly6XvI/AAAAAAAAAWo/W0ITwbdh-1k/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8583159754606270228.post-748896506616420993</id><published>2008-04-05T04:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-05T04:05:54.663-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Flying Fish</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span&gt;So it seems that there are conditions for flight:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not only do  you need wings and training,&lt;br /&gt;patience for many belly flops,&lt;br /&gt;plus a liking  for flapping,&lt;br /&gt;a tolerance for the toing and froing,&lt;br /&gt;of intentional  indifference and brazen lust,&lt;br /&gt;never mind a taste for the new, the  strange,&lt;br /&gt;a thirst for adventure,&lt;br /&gt;let alone danger,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but also you  need a fortitude&lt;br /&gt;beyond the pull of gravity,&lt;br /&gt;not to mention the  depredations of insecurity,&lt;br /&gt;for those future soarings in another sky&lt;br /&gt;have  no safety nets or guarantees,&lt;br /&gt;just the wind,&lt;br /&gt;made capricious by some  desert planet upheaval,&lt;br /&gt;some Pleiadian eruption,&lt;br /&gt;singing through your  pinions&lt;br /&gt;with awesome power.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;h2 style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Gerald Gaylard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583159754606270228-748896506616420993?l=empty85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://empty85.blogspot.com/feeds/748896506616420993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583159754606270228&amp;postID=748896506616420993&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583159754606270228/posts/default/748896506616420993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583159754606270228/posts/default/748896506616420993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://empty85.blogspot.com/2008/04/flying-fish.html' title='Flying Fish'/><author><name>Devil's View....</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17817544082652703729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AhBZRUTZ8fE/SEJ44Ly6XvI/AAAAAAAAAWo/W0ITwbdh-1k/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8583159754606270228.post-1625826252940725467</id><published>2008-04-03T12:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T13:00:35.882-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Miss Missing . . .</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;I found the cigarette she left behind.&lt;br /&gt;It was only a thought, but it meant so much.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe this time she'd be back,&lt;br /&gt;Maybe she'd remember that I loved her.&lt;br /&gt;My thoughts are exhausted.&lt;br /&gt;This wonderful hell has become my home.&lt;br /&gt;I can't complain though; this is what I wanted yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;I missed missing her. . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even my waitress began to resemble her,&lt;br /&gt;My 57-year-old waitress. . . .&lt;br /&gt;I found myself on a subway.&lt;br /&gt;I hate subways. . . .&lt;br /&gt;She loves them, always has, and always will.&lt;br /&gt;I loved the way she'd pout when the rain fell hard through the trees.&lt;br /&gt;It made my world seem so clear.&lt;br /&gt;I remember she'd whisper to herself,&lt;br /&gt;"Always is a word without an end."&lt;br /&gt;It had never made any sense to me until I realized&lt;br /&gt;I'll always miss missing her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583159754606270228-1625826252940725467?l=empty85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://empty85.blogspot.com/feeds/1625826252940725467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583159754606270228&amp;postID=1625826252940725467&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583159754606270228/posts/default/1625826252940725467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583159754606270228/posts/default/1625826252940725467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://empty85.blogspot.com/2008/04/miss-missing.html' title='Miss Missing . . .'/><author><name>Devil's View....</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17817544082652703729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AhBZRUTZ8fE/SEJ44Ly6XvI/AAAAAAAAAWo/W0ITwbdh-1k/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8583159754606270228.post-2212405289998270488</id><published>2008-04-03T12:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T12:44:59.480-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; main wohee hoon jisay tum pyar kiya karte thai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;din main so baar mera naam liya karte thai &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;aaj kya baat hai kyon mujhse khafa baithe ho &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;kya kisi aur ko dil apna bana baithe ho &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;faslay itnay to pehlay na hua karte thai &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;main wohi hoon jisay tum pyaar kiya karte thai &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;mujh ko maloom hai gham hai koi sogaat nahi &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;tum mujhe apna kaho aysay bhi haalaat nahi &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;aur gar bhool gaye ho to koii baat nahi &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;zakham to pehlay bhi is dil pe laga karte thai &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;main wohi hoon jisay tum pyaar kiya karte thai &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;jee main aata hai main aaj tumhain tarpa doo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;dard jo tum ne diya hai woh tumhain lota doon &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;aur agar jurm na samjho to ye dohra doon &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;tum mujeh haasil-e-armaan kaha karte thai &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;main wohi hoon jisay tum pyaar kiya karte thai..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583159754606270228-2212405289998270488?l=empty85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://empty85.blogspot.com/feeds/2212405289998270488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583159754606270228&amp;postID=2212405289998270488&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583159754606270228/posts/default/2212405289998270488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583159754606270228/posts/default/2212405289998270488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://empty85.blogspot.com/2008/04/main-wohee-hoon-jisay-tum-pyar-kiya.html' title=''/><author><name>Devil's View....</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17817544082652703729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AhBZRUTZ8fE/SEJ44Ly6XvI/AAAAAAAAAWo/W0ITwbdh-1k/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8583159754606270228.post-3280108881222701365</id><published>2008-04-03T12:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T12:40:19.329-07:00</updated><title type='text'>April 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; April 1 was the end day of celebration of New Year as per the Julian calendar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; As per the Gregorian calendar the January 1 became New-year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; France was the first nation to adopt the Gregorian calendar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; However many people continued celebrating April 1 as New Year. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Later other nations too adopted the Gregorian calendar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; People began celebrating April 1 as April fools day to have fun over those who consider it as New Year’s Day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;It is a day for having fun and hoaxing with friends and others.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" src="http://www.orkut.com/img/i_bigsmile.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;so keep on fooling one another full day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" src="http://www.orkut.com/img/i_bigsmile.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;m I risking myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" src="http://www.orkut.com/img/i_surprise.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;....let it b&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" src="http://www.orkut.com/img/i_funny.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583159754606270228-3280108881222701365?l=empty85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://empty85.blogspot.com/feeds/3280108881222701365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583159754606270228&amp;postID=3280108881222701365&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583159754606270228/posts/default/3280108881222701365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583159754606270228/posts/default/3280108881222701365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://empty85.blogspot.com/2008/04/april-1.html' title='April 1'/><author><name>Devil's View....</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17817544082652703729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AhBZRUTZ8fE/SEJ44Ly6XvI/AAAAAAAAAWo/W0ITwbdh-1k/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8583159754606270228.post-2038106950794351598</id><published>2008-03-09T13:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-09T13:53:13.179-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; If one day you feel like crying...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Call me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;I don't promise that I will make you laugh,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;But I can cry with you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);" src="http://www.orkut.com/img/i_sad.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;If one day you want to run away--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Don't be afraid to call me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;I don't promise to ask you to stop...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;But I can run with you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);" src="http://www.orkut.com/img/i_bigsmile.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;If one day you don't want to listen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;to anyone...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Call me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;I promise to be there for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;And I promise to be very quiet. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);" src="http://www.orkut.com/img/i_surprise.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;But if one day you call...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;And there is no answer...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Come fast to see me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Perhaps I need you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);" src="http://www.orkut.com/img/i_funny.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583159754606270228-2038106950794351598?l=empty85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://empty85.blogspot.com/feeds/2038106950794351598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583159754606270228&amp;postID=2038106950794351598&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583159754606270228/posts/default/2038106950794351598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583159754606270228/posts/default/2038106950794351598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://empty85.blogspot.com/2008/03/if-one-day-you-feel-like-crying.html' title=''/><author><name>Devil's View....</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17817544082652703729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AhBZRUTZ8fE/SEJ44Ly6XvI/AAAAAAAAAWo/W0ITwbdh-1k/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8583159754606270228.post-4500737246851284369</id><published>2008-03-08T11:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-08T11:50:01.824-08:00</updated><title type='text'>If You are My True Friend</title><content type='html'>&lt;b style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;         &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);" &gt;I need to know if you’re my true friend,&lt;br /&gt;        will you be by my side until the end?&lt;br /&gt;        Can I tell you my secrets deep,&lt;br /&gt;        and trust them in your heart you’ll keep?&lt;br /&gt;        We are neither of us without our flaws,&lt;br /&gt;        can you accept mine as I will yours?&lt;br /&gt;        I’ll be a shoulder to cry on when you’re blue,&lt;br /&gt;        will you be there for me when I need you?&lt;br /&gt;        No matter how busy I will make time for you,&lt;br /&gt;        if you are busy will you make time for me too?&lt;br /&gt;        I will take your hand and comfort your tears,&lt;br /&gt;        will you hold me and soothe my fears?&lt;br /&gt;        I will give you joy and many warm smiles,&lt;br /&gt;        can we share that even across many miles?&lt;br /&gt;        I will not forget what’s important to you,&lt;br /&gt;        will you remember what’s important to me too?&lt;br /&gt;        With you my most favourite things I’ll share,&lt;br /&gt;        If only I know do you truly care?&lt;br /&gt;        If you can accept me as I do you,&lt;br /&gt;        then I will know you are a friend most true. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583159754606270228-4500737246851284369?l=empty85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://empty85.blogspot.com/feeds/4500737246851284369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583159754606270228&amp;postID=4500737246851284369&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583159754606270228/posts/default/4500737246851284369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583159754606270228/posts/default/4500737246851284369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://empty85.blogspot.com/2008/03/if-you-are-my-true-friend.html' title='If You are My True Friend'/><author><name>Devil's View....</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17817544082652703729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AhBZRUTZ8fE/SEJ44Ly6XvI/AAAAAAAAAWo/W0ITwbdh-1k/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8583159754606270228.post-602974852216047356</id><published>2008-03-04T00:45:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-04T00:45:50.800-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; Once upon a time, there was a teacher and his student. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;...the student asked the teacher, Teacher, I’m confused, how can I find&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;my soul-mate..? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Teacher : Look that way, there’s a lot of grass there, why don’t you walk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; there, but please never walk backward, just walk straight ahead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; On your way, try to find a beautiful blade of grass and pick it up,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; then give it to me. But just ONE blade of grass!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Student : Well, ok then.. wait for me.. walked straight ahead on the grass field.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;A few minutes later..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Student : I’m back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Teacher : Erm, well I don’t see any beautiful blade of grass in your hand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Student : On my journey, I found a few beautiful blades of grass, but each&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; time I thought that I would find a better one, so I didn’t pick it up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; But I didn’t realize that I’m at the end of the field, and I hadn’t picked&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; up any. ‘Cause you told me not to go back, so I didn’t go back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Teacher : That’s what happens in real life..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583159754606270228-602974852216047356?l=empty85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://empty85.blogspot.com/feeds/602974852216047356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583159754606270228&amp;postID=602974852216047356&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583159754606270228/posts/default/602974852216047356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583159754606270228/posts/default/602974852216047356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://empty85.blogspot.com/2008/03/once-upon-time-there-was-teacher-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Devil's View....</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17817544082652703729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AhBZRUTZ8fE/SEJ44Ly6XvI/AAAAAAAAAWo/W0ITwbdh-1k/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8583159754606270228.post-5265196491465429523</id><published>2008-03-02T14:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-02T14:12:06.517-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; There was this guy who saw a scorpion floundering around in the water.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;He decided to save it by stretching out his finger, but the scorpion stung&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;him. The man still tried to get the scorpion out of the water, but the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;scorpion stung him again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;A man nearby told him to stop saving the scorpion that kept stinging him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;But the boy said: "It is the nature of the scorpion to sting. It is my nature&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;to love. Why should I give up my nature to love just because it is the nature&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;of the scorpion to sting?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Don't give up loving.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Don't give up your goodness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Even if people around you sting . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583159754606270228-5265196491465429523?l=empty85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://empty85.blogspot.com/feeds/5265196491465429523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583159754606270228&amp;postID=5265196491465429523&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583159754606270228/posts/default/5265196491465429523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583159754606270228/posts/default/5265196491465429523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://empty85.blogspot.com/2008/03/there-was-this-guy-who-saw-scorpion.html' title=''/><author><name>Devil's View....</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17817544082652703729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AhBZRUTZ8fE/SEJ44Ly6XvI/AAAAAAAAAWo/W0ITwbdh-1k/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8583159754606270228.post-4720924476611387243</id><published>2008-03-01T13:37:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-01T13:37:43.269-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; Promise yourself to be so strong that nothing can&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;disturb your peace of mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;To talk health, happiness, and prosperity to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;every person you meet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;To make all your friends feel like there is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;something in them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;To look at the sunny side of everything and make your&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;optimism come true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;To think only of the best, to work only for the best,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;and expect only the best.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;To be just as enthusiastic about the success of others&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;as you are about your own.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;To forget the mistakes of the past and press on the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;greater achievements of the future.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;To wear a cheerful countenance at all times and give&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;every living person you meet a smile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;To give so much time to the improvement of yourself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;that you have no time to criticize others.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;To be too large for worry, too noble for anger, and too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;strong for fear, and to happy to permit the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;presence of trouble . . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583159754606270228-4720924476611387243?l=empty85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://empty85.blogspot.com/feeds/4720924476611387243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583159754606270228&amp;postID=4720924476611387243&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583159754606270228/posts/default/4720924476611387243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583159754606270228/posts/default/4720924476611387243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://empty85.blogspot.com/2008/03/promise-yourself-to-be-so-strong-that.html' title=''/><author><name>Devil's View....</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17817544082652703729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AhBZRUTZ8fE/SEJ44Ly6XvI/AAAAAAAAAWo/W0ITwbdh-1k/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8583159754606270228.post-135192843597306913</id><published>2008-03-01T13:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-01T13:37:07.524-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; Sometimes..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Why I feel glad, amidst the sorrows?..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Perhaps..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;I search my smiles in my tears.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Sometimes..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Why I feel blessed, amidst the trials?..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Perhaps..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;I feel the touch of Almighty in my fears.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Sometimes..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Why I feel loved, amidst the hurt?..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Perhaps..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;I trust all my relationships are forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Sometimes..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Why I feel good, amidst the losses?..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Perhaps..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;I feel, often bad times makes one stronger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Sometimes..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Why I feel alone, amidst the crowd?..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Perhaps..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;I find my soul in my loneliness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Sometimes..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Why I feel secure, amidst the uncertainty?..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Perhaps..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;I believe the power of hope in my helplessness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Sometimes..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Why I feel peace, amidst the emptiness?..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Perhaps..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;I do understand the value of contentment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Sometimes I wonder?..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Why life is so precious, amidst the bitterness?..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Perhaps..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;I learn "Life is beautiful yet mysterious" at the end . . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583159754606270228-135192843597306913?l=empty85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://empty85.blogspot.com/feeds/135192843597306913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583159754606270228&amp;postID=135192843597306913&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583159754606270228/posts/default/135192843597306913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583159754606270228/posts/default/135192843597306913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://empty85.blogspot.com/2008/03/sometimes.html' title=''/><author><name>Devil's View....</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17817544082652703729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AhBZRUTZ8fE/SEJ44Ly6XvI/AAAAAAAAAWo/W0ITwbdh-1k/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8583159754606270228.post-2387888124608707807</id><published>2008-02-26T10:06:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-26T10:06:51.818-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; i dnt think u will&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;ever fully understand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;hw u'v touched my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;n made me who i am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;i dnt think u could ever know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;jst hw truly spl u are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;that even on the darkest nights&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;u are my brightest star&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;i dnt think u'll ever fully comprehend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;hw u've made my drms come true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;or hw u've opened my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;to love n the wonder it can do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;u'v allowed me to experience&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;smthing very hard to find&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;unconditional love that exists&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;in the soul n mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;i dnt think u could ever feel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;all the love i have to give&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;and im sure u'll never realize&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;you'v been my will to live...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583159754606270228-2387888124608707807?l=empty85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://empty85.blogspot.com/feeds/2387888124608707807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583159754606270228&amp;postID=2387888124608707807&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583159754606270228/posts/default/2387888124608707807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583159754606270228/posts/default/2387888124608707807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://empty85.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-dnt-think-u-will-ever-fully.html' title=''/><author><name>Devil's View....</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17817544082652703729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AhBZRUTZ8fE/SEJ44Ly6XvI/AAAAAAAAAWo/W0ITwbdh-1k/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8583159754606270228.post-129994119805481596</id><published>2008-02-24T21:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-24T21:37:27.199-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; He lives on a mountain,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;And I by the sea,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Love long distance,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Between him and me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;He cannot hold me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Or look in my eyes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;He cannot hug me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Or see when I cry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Emotions so real,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;How can it be,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;With him on a mountain,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;And I by the sea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Connecting our hearts,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Through words on a screen,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Being together,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;If only in dreams.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Magical moments,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Sweet destiny,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;When love flows like a river,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;From the top of the mountains,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;To the depths of the sea . . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583159754606270228-129994119805481596?l=empty85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://empty85.blogspot.com/feeds/129994119805481596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583159754606270228&amp;postID=129994119805481596&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583159754606270228/posts/default/129994119805481596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583159754606270228/posts/default/129994119805481596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://empty85.blogspot.com/2008/02/he-lives-on-mountain-and-i-by-sea-love.html' title=''/><author><name>Devil's View....</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17817544082652703729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AhBZRUTZ8fE/SEJ44Ly6XvI/AAAAAAAAAWo/W0ITwbdh-1k/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8583159754606270228.post-7682913223288716208</id><published>2008-02-21T20:15:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-21T20:15:32.255-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Instead of counting candles,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Or tallying the years,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Contemplate your blessings,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;As your birthday nears.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Consider special people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Who love you, and who care,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;And others who’ve enriched your life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Just by being there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Think about the memories&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Passing years can never mar,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Experiences great and small&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;That have made you who you are.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Another year is a happy gift,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;So cut your cake, and say,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;"Instead of counting birthdays,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;I count blessings every day!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583159754606270228-7682913223288716208?l=empty85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://empty85.blogspot.com/feeds/7682913223288716208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583159754606270228&amp;postID=7682913223288716208&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583159754606270228/posts/default/7682913223288716208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583159754606270228/posts/default/7682913223288716208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://empty85.blogspot.com/2008/02/instead-of-counting-candles-or-tallying.html' title=''/><author><name>Devil's View....</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17817544082652703729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AhBZRUTZ8fE/SEJ44Ly6XvI/AAAAAAAAAWo/W0ITwbdh-1k/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8583159754606270228.post-1380976358688205891</id><published>2008-02-21T20:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-21T20:15:07.558-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; Some moments, some places, some people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Lasts forever in the depths of hearts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Those moments become special&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Because of the charming people who shared them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Those places become special&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Because of the lovely people who were there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;And you my dear friend is some one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Who made lots of moments like that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Remain deep inside my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;And that’s why this day is very special&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;To me at least much as it is to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;As it is the day an angel came to earth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;To be my friend and whom you are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583159754606270228-1380976358688205891?l=empty85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://empty85.blogspot.com/feeds/1380976358688205891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583159754606270228&amp;postID=1380976358688205891&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583159754606270228/posts/default/1380976358688205891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583159754606270228/posts/default/1380976358688205891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://empty85.blogspot.com/2008/02/some-moments-some-places-some-people.html' title=''/><author><name>Devil's View....</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17817544082652703729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AhBZRUTZ8fE/SEJ44Ly6XvI/AAAAAAAAAWo/W0ITwbdh-1k/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8583159754606270228.post-1600827079216817509</id><published>2008-02-21T20:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-21T20:13:39.958-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; Suddenly in a moment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Tiny rain drops started to fall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Roses began to bloom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;You came &amp;amp; stayed in the end of my dreams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Rainbows came to skies..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Colored all clouds one by one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Swept away cruel sun rays&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;You came &amp;amp; stayed in the end of my dreams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Deep sea began to shine as pearls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Beach started to shine as gold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Skies covered with pinky clouds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;You came &amp;amp; stayed in the end of my dreams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Do not wake up me ,I want to stay in dreams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;You stay in my eyes I will keep close my eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;let nobody to see you.. promise..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583159754606270228-1600827079216817509?l=empty85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://empty85.blogspot.com/feeds/1600827079216817509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583159754606270228&amp;postID=1600827079216817509&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583159754606270228/posts/default/1600827079216817509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583159754606270228/posts/default/1600827079216817509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://empty85.blogspot.com/2008/02/suddenly-in-moment-tiny-rain-drops.html' title=''/><author><name>Devil's View....</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17817544082652703729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AhBZRUTZ8fE/SEJ44Ly6XvI/AAAAAAAAAWo/W0ITwbdh-1k/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8583159754606270228.post-5221067097110457587</id><published>2008-02-18T20:59:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-18T20:59:54.291-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; When you are lovingly talking to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;I feel all the stars are around my eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;I feel you are mine.. you belong to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;I am forgetting all my world &amp;amp; my tears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;I have lot of mistakes in my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;lots of tears and sorrows..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;which are so difficult to over come&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;so difficult to correct any day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Promise me you will not think of me so much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;because one of your tear can burn my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;I need your smiles , I love your smiles so much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Do you know.. tears are so familiar to my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;If one day you could come to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;If my life will not be finish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;remember I will be waiting for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;as today with eyes full of love . . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583159754606270228-5221067097110457587?l=empty85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://empty85.blogspot.com/feeds/5221067097110457587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583159754606270228&amp;postID=5221067097110457587&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583159754606270228/posts/default/5221067097110457587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583159754606270228/posts/default/5221067097110457587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://empty85.blogspot.com/2008/02/when-you-are-lovingly-talking-to-me-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Devil's View....</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17817544082652703729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AhBZRUTZ8fE/SEJ44Ly6XvI/AAAAAAAAAWo/W0ITwbdh-1k/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8583159754606270228.post-1543892054756520302</id><published>2008-02-17T18:33:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-17T18:33:48.661-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; i wish u'd see the luv in my eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;n wish u'd blieve wen i say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;ur happiness means more to me than nethng else&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;believe in my luv if ever u do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;with me u'l stay forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;no metter wer u may be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;in my heart we'll be togather&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;so wen u do make a choice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;do spare a thought for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;remember that u do hav a frnd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;who luvs u so much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;n will continue doin so..till all eternity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;if u do decide to walk away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;dnt turn around or u'll see me cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;i dnt want u to leave me alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;i dnt want u to say gudbye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;though with u i'd like to be forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;i know there will come a day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;wen we walk our separate ways&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;n i wont hav much to say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;bt wen that time does come&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;as all good things do come to an end&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;i'd like u to remember me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;as being more than a friend...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583159754606270228-1543892054756520302?l=empty85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://empty85.blogspot.com/feeds/1543892054756520302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583159754606270228&amp;postID=1543892054756520302&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583159754606270228/posts/default/1543892054756520302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583159754606270228/posts/default/1543892054756520302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://empty85.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-wish-ud-see-luv-in-my-eyes-n-wish-ud.html' title=''/><author><name>Devil's View....</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17817544082652703729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AhBZRUTZ8fE/SEJ44Ly6XvI/AAAAAAAAAWo/W0ITwbdh-1k/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8583159754606270228.post-7695499330982401874</id><published>2008-02-17T10:08:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-17T10:08:33.313-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; When i heard you speak,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Emotions in hand, tongue in cheek&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Couldn't help but see,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;A reflection in you of me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Speaking thoughts, i always knew,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;never did say before, but its true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;think the same way as you do,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;i know everything you say is true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;But think as you speak, for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;You speak on many more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Thoughts we may not agree on,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Things we could only fight on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;But remembering things we share,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Knowing that we both will always care&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;for a smile, a laugh, a glance this way,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Knowingly, i look away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;A tear to hide, a smile to share&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Things we do, with friends so rare&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;To know each other better,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;With every year together . . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583159754606270228-7695499330982401874?l=empty85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://empty85.blogspot.com/feeds/7695499330982401874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583159754606270228&amp;postID=7695499330982401874&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583159754606270228/posts/default/7695499330982401874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583159754606270228/posts/default/7695499330982401874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://empty85.blogspot.com/2008/02/when-i-heard-you-speak-emotions-in-hand.html' title=''/><author><name>Devil's View....</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17817544082652703729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AhBZRUTZ8fE/SEJ44Ly6XvI/AAAAAAAAAWo/W0ITwbdh-1k/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8583159754606270228.post-4622917833179971597</id><published>2008-02-17T10:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-17T10:08:10.510-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; You have always been there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;When I needed someone,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;When I needed a friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;When I made a mistake,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;You always let it slide,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;As if you didn't take notice of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Every time I went astray,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;You were always there,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Waiting for me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Knowing,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Just somehow knowing,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;I would come back to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Once more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;I don't know how I can thank you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Or love you enough&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;For all you've done for me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;For all the love you've given me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;While expecting nothing in return.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Your patience with me has been so great,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Probably greater than&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;It ever should have been.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583159754606270228-4622917833179971597?l=empty85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://empty85.blogspot.com/feeds/4622917833179971597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583159754606270228&amp;postID=4622917833179971597&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583159754606270228/posts/default/4622917833179971597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583159754606270228/posts/default/4622917833179971597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://empty85.blogspot.com/2008/02/you-have-always-been-there-when-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Devil's View....</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17817544082652703729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AhBZRUTZ8fE/SEJ44Ly6XvI/AAAAAAAAAWo/W0ITwbdh-1k/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8583159754606270228.post-4175689718009655163</id><published>2008-02-15T08:09:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-15T08:13:40.073-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sum Wishes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.123greetings.com/eventsnew/efeb_valen_happy/8701-004-64-1047.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://img.123greetings.com/eventsnew/efeb_valen_happy/8701-004-64-1047.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.zwani.com/graphics/hugs/images/3.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.zwani.com/graphics/hugs/images/3.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.lovinghugs.com/images/thumbnailitems/Love-Cards/p126.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.lovinghugs.com/images/thumbnailitems/Love-Cards/p126.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.lovinghugs.com/images/thumbnailitems/Friendship-Cards/f9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.lovinghugs.com/images/thumbnailitems/Friendship-Cards/f9.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.junkinside.com/wp-content/uploads/2006/10/to-my-love.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.junkinside.com/wp-content/uploads/2006/10/to-my-love.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583159754606270228-4175689718009655163?l=empty85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://empty85.blogspot.com/feeds/4175689718009655163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583159754606270228&amp;postID=4175689718009655163&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583159754606270228/posts/default/4175689718009655163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583159754606270228/posts/default/4175689718009655163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://empty85.blogspot.com/2008/02/sum-wishes.html' title='Sum Wishes'/><author><name>Devil's View....</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17817544082652703729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AhBZRUTZ8fE/SEJ44Ly6XvI/AAAAAAAAAWo/W0ITwbdh-1k/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8583159754606270228.post-3431470274884044327</id><published>2008-02-15T08:08:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-15T08:08:45.471-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What if......</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; What if the sun does not set today,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;And there would be no darkness of night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;What if the clouds disappear forever from the sky,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;And our lives are filled with bright sunny days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;What if the long journey to see our destiny ends up in fraction of seconds,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;And there be no fear of returning back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;What if our dear ones always come to our expectations,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;And our heart is saved from being hurt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;What if our eyes always shine with happiness,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;And the tears disappear forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;What if i would have known from the start that the things won't be same always,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;And i won't have felt the pains of separation now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;What if you would have understood me ,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;And looked back once when you left so silently out of my life . . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583159754606270228-3431470274884044327?l=empty85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://empty85.blogspot.com/feeds/3431470274884044327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583159754606270228&amp;postID=3431470274884044327&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583159754606270228/posts/default/3431470274884044327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583159754606270228/posts/default/3431470274884044327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://empty85.blogspot.com/2008/02/what-if.html' title='What if......'/><author><name>Devil's View....</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17817544082652703729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AhBZRUTZ8fE/SEJ44Ly6XvI/AAAAAAAAAWo/W0ITwbdh-1k/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8583159754606270228.post-7108746445199743140</id><published>2008-02-15T08:07:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-15T08:07:48.776-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I AM NOT YOUR FRIEND IF..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; I AM NOT YOUR FRIEND IF..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;You have to think before You speak to me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;I AM NOT YOUR FRIEND IF..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;My presence ever makes You feel uncomfortable!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;I AM NOT YOUR FRIEND IF..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;You have to say sorry for everything that You don't do!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; I AM NOT YOUR FRIEND IF..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;You think i would not be curious to know Your new philosophy of life!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;I AM NOT YOUR FRIEND IF..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;You go by what i say and do not understand what i don't say!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;I AM NOT YOUR FRIEND IF..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;You think that listening to Your dreams would put me to sleep!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;I AM NOT YOUR FRIEND IF..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;You think that seeing You in pain, would not bring a tear to me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;I AM NOT YOUR FRIEND IF..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;You think I do not remember the first time we met!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;I AM NOT YOUR FRIEND IF..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;You don't see the thousand ways I try to make You happy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;I AM NOT YOUR FRIEND IF..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;You don't realise how Your smile brightens up my day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;I AM NOT YOUR FRIEND IF..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;You would rather keep quiet when You really wanna talk!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;I AM NOT YOUR FRIEND IF..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;You hesitate to ask me to stay back when You think we should be toge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583159754606270228-7108746445199743140?l=empty85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://empty85.blogspot.com/feeds/7108746445199743140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583159754606270228&amp;postID=7108746445199743140&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583159754606270228/posts/default/7108746445199743140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583159754606270228/posts/default/7108746445199743140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://empty85.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-am-not-your-friend-if.html' title='I AM NOT YOUR FRIEND IF..'/><author><name>Devil's View....</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17817544082652703729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AhBZRUTZ8fE/SEJ44Ly6XvI/AAAAAAAAAWo/W0ITwbdh-1k/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8583159754606270228.post-1433264656878110522</id><published>2008-02-15T08:06:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-15T08:07:01.957-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Always remember to forget</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; Always remember to forget&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;The things that made you sad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;But never forget to remember&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;The things that made you glad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Always remember to forget&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;The friends that proved untrue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;But don't forget to remember&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Those that have stuck by you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Always remember to forget&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;The troubles that have passed away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;But never forget to remember&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;The blessings that come each day . . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583159754606270228-1433264656878110522?l=empty85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://empty85.blogspot.com/feeds/1433264656878110522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583159754606270228&amp;postID=1433264656878110522&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583159754606270228/posts/default/1433264656878110522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583159754606270228/posts/default/1433264656878110522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://empty85.blogspot.com/2008/02/always-remember-to-forget.html' title='Always remember to forget'/><author><name>Devil's View....</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17817544082652703729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AhBZRUTZ8fE/SEJ44Ly6XvI/AAAAAAAAAWo/W0ITwbdh-1k/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8583159754606270228.post-1890517164936000491</id><published>2008-02-15T08:06:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-15T08:06:23.402-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life Goes On</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; In every human life,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;there are some moments when one is sad and depressed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Frustrated from every zone of life,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;And feel like leaving everything &amp;amp; going away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;And Life Goes on..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Some moments in which&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;one is wrapped with tensions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;one wants to get out of them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;and fly high in the sky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;But cant run away, and life goes on..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Some moments in which,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;one who adores hurts sentiments,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;one needs a support, a shoulder to dry on,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;But doesnt find one, and life goes on..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Some moments in which one gets tired of life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;or so intensely hurt that one wants to die&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;one wishes to end up with&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;life at that very moment, and life goes on..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;And in every human life on day arrives&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;When there is a big halt to one's life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;And then the people cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;and show that they were concerned&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Then the question arises&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Do they wait for one's death..,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;To care, To understand the one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;If so, then wait till death and until then&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Life Goes On . . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583159754606270228-1890517164936000491?l=empty85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://empty85.blogspot.com/feeds/1890517164936000491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583159754606270228&amp;postID=1890517164936000491&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583159754606270228/posts/default/1890517164936000491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583159754606270228/posts/default/1890517164936000491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://empty85.blogspot.com/2008/02/life-goes-on.html' title='Life Goes On'/><author><name>Devil's View....</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17817544082652703729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AhBZRUTZ8fE/SEJ44Ly6XvI/AAAAAAAAAWo/W0ITwbdh-1k/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8583159754606270228.post-3823610414682389134</id><published>2008-02-15T08:05:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-15T08:05:53.098-08:00</updated><title type='text'>beautiful morning</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; It was a beautiful morning,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Sun was shinning in the blue sky,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Little birds were singing,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Flowers were blooming,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;I was walking with you on a narrow path,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Suddenly..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;All disappeared,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;I was in the darkness,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;You were not with me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Then,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;I realized&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;It was a dream,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;I wish to see at every night . . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583159754606270228-3823610414682389134?l=empty85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://empty85.blogspot.com/feeds/3823610414682389134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583159754606270228&amp;postID=3823610414682389134&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583159754606270228/posts/default/3823610414682389134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583159754606270228/posts/default/3823610414682389134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://empty85.blogspot.com/2008/02/beautiful-morning.html' title='beautiful morning'/><author><name>Devil's View....</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17817544082652703729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AhBZRUTZ8fE/SEJ44Ly6XvI/AAAAAAAAAWo/W0ITwbdh-1k/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8583159754606270228.post-4071751921478016483</id><published>2008-02-15T08:04:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-15T08:05:13.097-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sometimes you meet a special person</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; Sometimes you meet a special person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;They enter your life in the oddest of ways.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;The impact they have is immense.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Inspirations of happiness and promise fill your days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Sometimes you meet a special person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;At that moment all the world seems right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Their positive influence brightens your life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;The thoughts of them turn darkness to light.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Sometimes you meet a special person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;They seem like a long lost friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;A spirit bound to you in dreams.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Leaving feelings of togetherness you never want to end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Sometimes you meet a special person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Dreams and expectations overflow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;The future brings promise and hope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Making you smile inside and out for the entire world to know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Sometimes you meet a special person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;A marvel at what God has done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;His creation is an angel in human form.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583159754606270228-4071751921478016483?l=empty85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://empty85.blogspot.com/feeds/4071751921478016483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583159754606270228&amp;postID=4071751921478016483&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583159754606270228/posts/default/4071751921478016483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583159754606270228/posts/default/4071751921478016483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://empty85.blogspot.com/2008/02/sometimes-you-meet-special-person.html' title='Sometimes you meet a special person'/><author><name>Devil's View....</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17817544082652703729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AhBZRUTZ8fE/SEJ44Ly6XvI/AAAAAAAAAWo/W0ITwbdh-1k/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8583159754606270228.post-5508771598825147969</id><published>2008-02-15T08:04:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-15T08:04:42.796-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Take care my friend</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; Take care my friend,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;I miss talking to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;And laughing with you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;And sharing moments,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;that makes being with you soo special..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Take care my friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Becoz- theres all wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;with a day when u r not here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Somethings missing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;And inspite of myself..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Take care my friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;becoz i cant help thinking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;how lonely it is without you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;and how nice it would be to have you here..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;But most of all.. Take care.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;becoz you matter to me . . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583159754606270228-5508771598825147969?l=empty85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://empty85.blogspot.com/feeds/5508771598825147969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583159754606270228&amp;postID=5508771598825147969&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583159754606270228/posts/default/5508771598825147969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583159754606270228/posts/default/5508771598825147969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://empty85.blogspot.com/2008/02/take-care-my-friend.html' title='Take care my friend'/><author><name>Devil's View....</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17817544082652703729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AhBZRUTZ8fE/SEJ44Ly6XvI/AAAAAAAAAWo/W0ITwbdh-1k/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8583159754606270228.post-6298462653411963720</id><published>2008-02-15T08:03:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-15T08:03:52.964-08:00</updated><title type='text'>FRIENDSHIP</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; frndship is a quiet wlk in the park wid the one u trst&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;love is wen u feel like u are the only two around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;frndship is wen they gaze into ur eyes n u kno they care&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;love is wen they gaze into ur eyes n it warms ur heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;frndship is being close even wen ur for apart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;love is wen u can still feel their hand &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;on ur heart wen they are not near&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;frdship is hoping that they experience the very best&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;love is wen u bring them the very best&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;frdship occupies ur mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;love occupies ur soul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;frdship is knowin that u will alwys try to be there wen in need&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;love is wen u wil give up everything to be at their side&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;frndship is a warm smile in winter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;love is a warmng touch that sends a pulse through ur heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;frndship can surive without love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;love cannot live without frndship...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583159754606270228-6298462653411963720?l=empty85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://empty85.blogspot.com/feeds/6298462653411963720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583159754606270228&amp;postID=6298462653411963720&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583159754606270228/posts/default/6298462653411963720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583159754606270228/posts/default/6298462653411963720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://empty85.blogspot.com/2008/02/friendship.html' title='FRIENDSHIP'/><author><name>Devil's View....</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17817544082652703729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AhBZRUTZ8fE/SEJ44Ly6XvI/AAAAAAAAAWo/W0ITwbdh-1k/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8583159754606270228.post-3038761779792114829</id><published>2008-02-15T08:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-15T08:03:07.271-08:00</updated><title type='text'>FRIEND</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; I can't give solutions to all of life's problems, doubts, or fears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;But I can listen to you, and together we will search for answers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;I can't keep your feet from stumbling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;I can only offer my hand that you may grasp it and not fall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Your joys, triumphs, successes, and happiness are not mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Yet I can share in your laughter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Your decisions in life are not mine to make, nor to judge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;I can only support you, encourage you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;and help you when you ask&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;I can't prevent you from falling away from friendship,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;from your values, from me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;I can only pray for you, talk to you and wait for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;I can't keep your heart from breaking and hurting,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;But I can cry with you and help you pick up the pieces&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;and put them back in place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;I can't tell you who you are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;I can only love you and be your friend . . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583159754606270228-3038761779792114829?l=empty85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://empty85.blogspot.com/feeds/3038761779792114829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583159754606270228&amp;postID=3038761779792114829&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583159754606270228/posts/default/3038761779792114829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583159754606270228/posts/default/3038761779792114829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://empty85.blogspot.com/2008/02/friend_15.html' title='FRIEND'/><author><name>Devil's View....</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17817544082652703729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AhBZRUTZ8fE/SEJ44Ly6XvI/AAAAAAAAAWo/W0ITwbdh-1k/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8583159754606270228.post-2444151324281880534</id><published>2008-02-15T08:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-15T08:02:06.725-08:00</updated><title type='text'>FRIEND</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; Is it questioning of Character to say goodbye yet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Smile just to Save face?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;It is questioning of Character to stay yet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Grind at each others life, like sandpaper face to face?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;How then the compromise?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Is it truly from the unconditional Love, with no bearing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;A Love greater than the expression that of, ‘just caring’?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Well I question myself not of the Birth or of the Death,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;But of the Journey..,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Was it indeed worth the time/energy/emotions/love……’Friendship’?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;The question thus answers itself..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;With every Birth there comes Death,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;With every Start there comes an End&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Thus for Love the same paradox exists..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;But from start to finish there should always be a ‘FRIEND’ . . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583159754606270228-2444151324281880534?l=empty85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://empty85.blogspot.com/feeds/2444151324281880534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583159754606270228&amp;postID=2444151324281880534&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583159754606270228/posts/default/2444151324281880534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583159754606270228/posts/default/2444151324281880534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://empty85.blogspot.com/2008/02/friend.html' title='FRIEND'/><author><name>Devil's View....</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17817544082652703729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AhBZRUTZ8fE/SEJ44Ly6XvI/AAAAAAAAAWo/W0ITwbdh-1k/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8583159754606270228.post-4765782492631237054</id><published>2007-12-19T12:40:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-19T12:44:31.902-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Frds comment</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;One of mine frds comment....I jus copied here.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Khuda ne jab tumhe banaya hoga,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Confusion ka moment aaya hoga,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;kabhi Monkey to kabhi Donkey banana chaha hoga,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;End mein dono ka mixture passand aaya hoga!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583159754606270228-4765782492631237054?l=empty85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://empty85.blogspot.com/feeds/4765782492631237054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583159754606270228&amp;postID=4765782492631237054&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583159754606270228/posts/default/4765782492631237054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583159754606270228/posts/default/4765782492631237054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://empty85.blogspot.com/2007/12/frds-comment.html' title='Frds comment'/><author><name>Devil's View....</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17817544082652703729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AhBZRUTZ8fE/SEJ44Ly6XvI/AAAAAAAAAWo/W0ITwbdh-1k/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8583159754606270228.post-2725856711428273956</id><published>2007-12-15T09:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-15T09:11:33.148-08:00</updated><title type='text'>good one to read</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;To: YOU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Date: Today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;From: God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Subject: YOURSELF&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Reference:  LIFE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;I am God. Today I will be handling all of your problems. Please  remember that I do not need your help. If life happens to deliver a situation to  you that you cannot handle, do not attempt to resolve it. Kindly put it in the  SFGTD (something for God to do) box. All situations will be resolved, but in my  time, not yours. Once the matter is placed into the box, do not hold onto it by  worrying about it. Instead, focus on all the wonderful things that are present  in your life now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;- If you find yourself stuck in traffic; don’t  despair. There are people in this world for which driving is an unheard of  privilege.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;- Should you have a bad day at work; think of the man who has  been out of work for years.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;- Should you despair over a relationship gone  badly; Think of the person who has never known what it's like to love and be  loved in return.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;- Should you grieve the passing of another weekend;  think of the woman in dire straits, working twelve hours a day, seven days a  week to feed her children.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;- Should your car break down, leaving you  miles away from assistance; think of the paraplegic who would love the  opportunity to take that walk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;- Should you notice a new gray hair in the  mirror; think of the cancer patient in chemo who wishes she had hair to  examine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;- Should you find yourself at a loss and pondering what is life  all about, asking what my purpose is? Be thankful. There are those who didn't  live long enough to get the opportunity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;- Should you find yourself the  victim of other people's bitterness, ignorance, smallness or insecurities;  Remember, things could be worse. You could be one of them!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;- Should you  decide to send this to a friend; Thank you, you may have touched their life in  ways you will never know!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583159754606270228-2725856711428273956?l=empty85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://empty85.blogspot.com/feeds/2725856711428273956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583159754606270228&amp;postID=2725856711428273956&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583159754606270228/posts/default/2725856711428273956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583159754606270228/posts/default/2725856711428273956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://empty85.blogspot.com/2007/12/good-one-to-read.html' title='good one to read'/><author><name>Devil's View....</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17817544082652703729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AhBZRUTZ8fE/SEJ44Ly6XvI/AAAAAAAAAWo/W0ITwbdh-1k/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8583159754606270228.post-2752732118240940484</id><published>2007-12-10T00:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T09:29:18.774-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ANACONDA catcher of AFRICA !!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Dug deep into a Snake Hole... check out the size...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;An ADULT can easily pass through that hole...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031333161515807570" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ifYVUHUAvvg/RdLi2m7K81I/AAAAAAAAADA/KvROUKjWowk/s400/image002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;_____________________________________________________&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;He has torched the sticks...they don't even have conventional battery torch...can you dare too...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031333994739463010" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ifYVUHUAvvg/RdLjnG7K82I/AAAAAAAAADI/gEQXufNb5jM/s400/image003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;______________________________________________________&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Amazing daring by this fellow...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031334432826127218" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ifYVUHUAvvg/RdLkAm7K83I/AAAAAAAAADQ/waNBx3wkncM/s400/image004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;_____________________________________________________ &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;A close CALL... hell thats scary...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031335098546058114" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ifYVUHUAvvg/RdLknW7K84I/AAAAAAAAADY/mcopC-AFgco/s400/image005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;_____________________________________________________&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Is his hand in ANACONDA's mouth... take a closer look...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031335506567951250" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ifYVUHUAvvg/RdLk_G7K85I/AAAAAAAAADg/WnD78VIWWhI/s400/image006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;_____________________________________________________&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Lending a helping hand for helpless legs...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031337576742187970" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ifYVUHUAvvg/RdLm3m7K88I/AAAAAAAAAD4/iCnA0lsuqwE/s400/image007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;_____________________________________________________&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Must be feeling proud...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031335966129451938" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ifYVUHUAvvg/RdLlZ27K86I/AAAAAAAAADo/jTroexnST3o/s400/image008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;_____________________________________________________&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Team work... Achievement...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031336803648074674" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ifYVUHUAvvg/RdLmKm7K87I/AAAAAAAAADw/mJflEv2KmI0/s400/image009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;_____________________________________________________&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583159754606270228-2752732118240940484?l=empty85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://empty85.blogspot.com/feeds/2752732118240940484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583159754606270228&amp;postID=2752732118240940484&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583159754606270228/posts/default/2752732118240940484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583159754606270228/posts/default/2752732118240940484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://empty85.blogspot.com/2007/12/anaconda-catcher-of-africa.html' title='ANACONDA catcher of AFRICA !!!'/><author><name>Devil's View....</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17817544082652703729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AhBZRUTZ8fE/SEJ44Ly6XvI/AAAAAAAAAWo/W0ITwbdh-1k/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ifYVUHUAvvg/RdLi2m7K81I/AAAAAAAAADA/KvROUKjWowk/s72-c/image002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8583159754606270228.post-4886296502017018202</id><published>2007-12-09T13:42:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-09T13:45:04.851-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Main Aur Main</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Main apne andar rehta hoon&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aur khud se baatein karta hoon,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yaadon ke puraane album mein&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kuch hanste gaate chehre hain!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Un chehron mein kuchh begaane&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kuch bilkul mere apne hain,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Un chehron ko main chhuta hoon&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aur chhu ker aanhein bharta hoon!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Main tanha hoon, haan tanha hoon&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Is duniya se begaana hoon,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Main apne aap mein jeeta hoon&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tum samjho main deewana hoon!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Main raat ka tukda,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; din ka saayaGum ki main parchhayi hoon,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Main shehre-junoon mein faili hui&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Apni hi ruswaayi hoon!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Main bolte pinjare ka qaidi&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Barson ki khaamoshi hoon,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Main gum ki sarhad paar kiye&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Janmon ki udaasi hoon!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yaadon ke puraane album ke&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chehron mujhse door raho,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Khud mein rehne do mujhko&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Khud se baatein karne do.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583159754606270228-4886296502017018202?l=empty85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://empty85.blogspot.com/feeds/4886296502017018202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583159754606270228&amp;postID=4886296502017018202&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583159754606270228/posts/default/4886296502017018202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583159754606270228/posts/default/4886296502017018202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://empty85.blogspot.com/2007/12/main-aur-main.html' title='Main Aur Main'/><author><name>Devil's View....</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17817544082652703729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AhBZRUTZ8fE/SEJ44Ly6XvI/AAAAAAAAAWo/W0ITwbdh-1k/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8583159754606270228.post-4579042463204600929</id><published>2007-12-08T11:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T09:29:18.983-08:00</updated><title type='text'>mehsoos</title><content type='html'>&lt;img class="preview" style="WIDTH: 100px; HEIGHT: 133px" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AhBZRUTZ8fE/R1rs1-rxw5I/AAAAAAAAAHE/tAMEz5uOl8k/s320/DSC00206.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Zindagi aur maut me kuch palo ka faasla ,&lt;br /&gt;maine mehsoos kiya hai,&lt;br /&gt;vo har pal ka poori zindagi ban jana ,&lt;br /&gt;maine mehsoos kiya hai,&lt;br /&gt;vo baba k halak me baat ka atak jana,&lt;br /&gt;maine mehsus kiya hai .&lt;br /&gt;vo amma ka budhape me toot k jhar jana ,&lt;br /&gt;maine mehsoos kiya hai,&lt;br /&gt;vo papa ka shoonya me taakte reh jana,&lt;br /&gt;maine mehsoos kiya hai,&lt;br /&gt;vo ma ki aankho se chup-chup k aansu behna,&lt;br /&gt;maine mehsoos kiya hai,&lt;br /&gt;vo aakhiri palo me bhi doston ka hasna hasaana ,&lt;br /&gt;maine mehsoos kiya hai,&lt;br /&gt;vo pyar ki aankho me soonapan bas jana ,&lt;br /&gt;maine mehsoos kiya hai,&lt;br /&gt;vo ghadi k har pal k saath dhadkane bad jana ,&lt;br /&gt;maine mehsoos kiya hai,&lt;br /&gt;vo apna dard kisi ko naa jataa panaa&lt;br /&gt;maine mehsoos kiya hai,&lt;br /&gt;vo aakhiri saanso ka rago me beh jana,&lt;br /&gt;maine mehsoos kiya haivo har par ka marna aur phir samhalnaa,&lt;br /&gt;maine mehsoos kiya hai...............&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583159754606270228-4579042463204600929?l=empty85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://empty85.blogspot.com/feeds/4579042463204600929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583159754606270228&amp;postID=4579042463204600929&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583159754606270228/posts/default/4579042463204600929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583159754606270228/posts/default/4579042463204600929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://empty85.blogspot.com/2007/12/blog-post.html' title='mehsoos'/><author><name>Devil's View....</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17817544082652703729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AhBZRUTZ8fE/SEJ44Ly6XvI/AAAAAAAAAWo/W0ITwbdh-1k/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AhBZRUTZ8fE/R1rs1-rxw5I/AAAAAAAAAHE/tAMEz5uOl8k/s72-c/DSC00206.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
