<?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-4869609512574822952</id><updated>2011-07-30T09:40:28.124-07:00</updated><category term='child'/><category term='check meaning of name'/><category term='Woman'/><category term='Lines'/><category term='Sensex Fundamentals'/><category term='Indian..'/><category term='joomla'/><category term='am i in love'/><category term='Family'/><category term='E2solutions'/><category term='Nice jokes'/><category term='You and me'/><category term='truth of friendship'/><category term='need of friends'/><category term='happy with others'/><category term='Express feelings'/><category term='Poems'/><category term='2010 new year'/><category term='risk'/><category term='Romantic one'/><category term='Love in life'/><category term='Mataraani'/><category term='Parents'/><category term='Name'/><category term='Inspirational Quotes'/><category term='job'/><category term='smile'/><category term='Eternity'/><category term='Wedding Rings'/><category term='struggle of woman'/><category term='Mother'/><category term='alphabets'/><category term='Blessings'/><category term='Failures'/><category term='India'/><category term='Health'/><category term='Girl'/><category term='friends'/><category term='web designing company'/><category term='Couple rings'/><category term='Life facts'/><category term='Earnings'/><category term='Quotes'/><category term='Ring Ceremony'/><category term='rejoice'/><category term='facts about smile'/><category term='Life with smile'/><category term='am i in love?'/><category term='colors of life'/><category term='valentine'/><category term='grief'/><category term='Poem'/><category term='Happiness'/><category term='heart'/><category term='Happ new year'/><category term='love of mother'/><category term='for mom'/><category term='life'/><category term='Investments'/><category term='know ur love'/><category term='Express your love'/><category term='Savings'/><category term='new year blesses'/><category term='Success'/><category term='Theory about rings'/><category term='god nature smile'/><category term='One Liners'/><category term='love'/><category term='Lives'/><category term='Maa'/><category term='meaning of name'/><category term='GOD'/><title type='text'>Colors are the smiles of nature....</title><subtitle type='html'>A Personal view towards life, Love, friends, family, relatives. A cool place where we all can share our feelings, point of view with each other...Let's start now...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ishivsharma.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869609512574822952/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ishivsharma.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Ishita Sharma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09028553038136418059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Z1Fz-Q4KSA/ScCy1vCT0xI/AAAAAAAAACI/uVeLPFsJWFs/S220/images1.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>35</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4869609512574822952.post-4012909828283942373</id><published>2011-02-17T03:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-17T03:26:32.673-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='valentine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='am i in love'/><title type='text'>How you celebrated your Valentine day??</title><content type='html'>Hey!!! How was your valentine day...I wish it should came a day before it was i.e. Sunday :) ...a holiday and weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I celebrated it with my love in 14th eve after office.. :(. We cut cake together, enjoyed it with drinks, chocolates.. It was nice but it could be better on sunday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do u all celebrated it my dear friendzzz :)))))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4869609512574822952-4012909828283942373?l=ishivsharma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ishivsharma.blogspot.com/feeds/4012909828283942373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ishivsharma.blogspot.com/2011/02/how-you-celebrated-your-valentine-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869609512574822952/posts/default/4012909828283942373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869609512574822952/posts/default/4012909828283942373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ishivsharma.blogspot.com/2011/02/how-you-celebrated-your-valentine-day.html' title='How you celebrated your Valentine day??'/><author><name>Ishita Sharma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09028553038136418059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Z1Fz-Q4KSA/ScCy1vCT0xI/AAAAAAAAACI/uVeLPFsJWFs/S220/images1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4869609512574822952.post-6490959397486264097</id><published>2010-08-19T22:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-19T22:29:19.066-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Parents'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='risk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Success'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='job'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rejoice'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happiness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Failures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lives'/><title type='text'>Some special quotes...again for my friends...</title><content type='html'>"Success is neither magical nor mysterious. Success is&lt;br /&gt;the natural consequence of consistently applying the&lt;br /&gt;basic fundamentals."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The only job where you start at the top, is digging a&lt;br /&gt;hole."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Our lives improve only when we take chances -- and&lt;br /&gt;the first and most difficult risk we can take is to be&lt;br /&gt;honest with ourselves."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Happiness is inward and not outward; and so it does&lt;br /&gt;not depend on what we have, but on what we are."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You can complain because roses have thorns, or you can&lt;br /&gt;rejoice because thorns have roses."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"When you were born, you cried and the world rejoiced.&lt;br /&gt;Live your life so that when you die, the world cries&lt;br /&gt;and you rejoice."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"A man may fail many times but he isn't a failure until&lt;br /&gt;he begins to blame somebody else."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Failures are finger posts on the road to achievement."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Every job is a self-portrait of the person who did it.&lt;br /&gt;Autograph your work with excellence."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Parents can only give good advice or put them on the&lt;br /&gt;right paths, but the final forming of a person's&lt;br /&gt;character lies in their own hands."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"There are no shortcuts to any place worth going."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We cannot live for ourselves alone. Our lives are connected&lt;br /&gt;by a thousand invisible threads, and along these sympathetic&lt;br /&gt;fibers, our actions run as causes and return to us as results."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"To avoid criticism do nothing, say nothing, be nothing."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The battles that count aren't the ones for gold medals. The&lt;br /&gt;struggles within yourself -- the invisible, inevitable battles&lt;br /&gt;inside all of us -- that's where it's at."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4869609512574822952-6490959397486264097?l=ishivsharma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ishivsharma.blogspot.com/feeds/6490959397486264097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ishivsharma.blogspot.com/2010/08/some-special-quotesagain-for-my-friends.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869609512574822952/posts/default/6490959397486264097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869609512574822952/posts/default/6490959397486264097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ishivsharma.blogspot.com/2010/08/some-special-quotesagain-for-my-friends.html' title='Some special quotes...again for my friends...'/><author><name>Ishita Sharma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09028553038136418059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Z1Fz-Q4KSA/ScCy1vCT0xI/AAAAAAAAACI/uVeLPFsJWFs/S220/images1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4869609512574822952.post-4710018303727909429</id><published>2010-06-18T03:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-18T04:52:44.901-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='joomla'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='web designing company'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='E2solutions'/><title type='text'>Meet my Company...we have launched our new website...http://www.e2solutions.net</title><content type='html'>New paradigm shift are made every-day in the field of technology as it sometimes becomes the excuse for companies not being able to cope-up with these technological advances. The same could be applied for web designing too, as better and more attractive websites are gracing the world-wide-web at the speed of knots. What differentiates these websites from the billion others thriving worldwide is the way in which they present content, sometimes like an art form and sometimes defined by pure simplicity itself. Depending on the kind of target audience in mind as well as the nature of product or service or motive of the company, such design changes are made. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What would be essential to note here is that not everyone in the web designing business is smart enough and knowledgeable enough to come up with these required changes that are capable of molding the way in which websites are made the world over. This requires a strong understanding of the latest trends in web designing along with the right technology which would suit the needs of the website. It is one thing to work on a JavaScript, but it’s completely different to apply it in the smartest way possible. The same goes for W3C coding, something that forms the heart of every website today. In the present day and age the Web 2.0 style which facilitates interactive information sharing, interoperability, user-centered design and collaboration, forms the basis of every website. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E2 Solutions has been a stalwart in web designing for a very long time and has launched its brand new website, &lt;a href="http://www.e2solutions.net"&gt;www.e2solutions.net&lt;/a&gt;. The new website is sure to become the homepage of millions around the globe due to its fantastic visual appeal and amazing user interface. Equipped with the latest technology, the website provides a perfect lesson in Navigation System and the users will have a delightful time in exploring the various facets of the website. Termed as the connoisseur’s delight, the website is already a success.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Usability, accessibility and ease of navigation have become the buzzwords with the Two-Click Navigation calling the shots on all popular and successful websites. Flash technology with the latest in Flash Scripting, too has been around for a long time, but today it is taking new and better forms in changing the ways in which websites present themselves to their visitors.  Time saving as well as user friendly technologies like Ajax too have come around as a highly reliable and efficient for website developers. Web designing platforms (Open source) like Joomla  and Magento have created enough waves in the online world to get noticed and applauded as the desired platforms for almost every website.  Along with this programming languages like java, ASP.Net, PHP 5.0 have made the task of creating amazing websites, a lot simpler.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Through the use of the above mentioned technologies and platforms, it has firmly established itself as an industry leader in web designing and web application development. A few examples of its satisfied clients whose websites have been integrated with the above mentioned technologies are:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• http://www.greensword.com/ - Built on Web 2.0 style&lt;br /&gt;• http://www.agelessmindandspirit.com/ - Flash technology &lt;br /&gt;•  http://www.gesturejeans.com/ - Flash scripting  &lt;br /&gt;• http://www.ismfashionscarves.com/  - Magento&lt;br /&gt;• http://www.charlesdeckerfoundation.org/ -  Joomla &lt;br /&gt;•  http://www.quesadaonline.com/ - Phpbb&lt;br /&gt;• http://www.catalyst-us.com/  –ASP.Net&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4869609512574822952-4710018303727909429?l=ishivsharma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ishivsharma.blogspot.com/feeds/4710018303727909429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ishivsharma.blogspot.com/2010/06/meet-my-companywe-have-launched-our-new.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869609512574822952/posts/default/4710018303727909429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869609512574822952/posts/default/4710018303727909429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ishivsharma.blogspot.com/2010/06/meet-my-companywe-have-launched-our-new.html' title='Meet my Company...we have launched our new website...http://www.e2solutions.net'/><author><name>Ishita Sharma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09028553038136418059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Z1Fz-Q4KSA/ScCy1vCT0xI/AAAAAAAAACI/uVeLPFsJWFs/S220/images1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4869609512574822952.post-2985960590467153794</id><published>2009-12-30T22:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T22:32:35.750-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new year blesses'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happ new year'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2010 new year'/><title type='text'>H@ppy New Ye@r....2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;2010&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Happiness deep down within.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Serenity with each sunrise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Success in each facet of your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Family beside you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Close and caring friends .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Health, inside you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love that never ends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Special memories of all the yesterdays .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A bright today with much to be thankful for .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A path that leads to beautiful tomorrows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dreams that do their best to come true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Appreciation of all the wonderful things about you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wishing you lots of Happiness , Success , Love n Good health&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4869609512574822952-2985960590467153794?l=ishivsharma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ishivsharma.blogspot.com/feeds/2985960590467153794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ishivsharma.blogspot.com/2009/12/hppy-new-yer2010.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869609512574822952/posts/default/2985960590467153794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869609512574822952/posts/default/2985960590467153794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ishivsharma.blogspot.com/2009/12/hppy-new-yer2010.html' title='H@ppy New Ye@r....2010'/><author><name>Ishita Sharma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09028553038136418059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Z1Fz-Q4KSA/ScCy1vCT0xI/AAAAAAAAACI/uVeLPFsJWFs/S220/images1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4869609512574822952.post-7422499778709379827</id><published>2009-11-28T05:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-28T05:52:42.771-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='truth of friendship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='need of friends'/><title type='text'>Sand &amp; Stone</title><content type='html'>TWO FRIENDS WERE WALKING &lt;br /&gt;THROUGH THE DESERT &lt;br /&gt;DURING SOME POINT OF THE &lt;br /&gt;JOURNEY, THEY HAD AN &lt;br /&gt;ARGUMENT; AND ONE FRIEND &lt;br /&gt;SLAPPED THE OTHER ONE &lt;br /&gt;IN THE FACE &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE ONE WHO GOT SLAPPED &lt;br /&gt;WAS HURT, BUT WITHOUT &lt;br /&gt;SAYING ANYTHING, &lt;br /&gt;WROTE IN THE SAND &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TODAY MY BEST FRIEND &lt;br /&gt;SLAPPED ME IN THE FACE &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEY KEPT ON WALKING, &lt;br /&gt;UNTIL THEY FOUND AN OASIS, &lt;br /&gt;WHERE THEY DECIDED &lt;br /&gt;TO TAKE A BATH &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE ONE WHO HAD BEEN &lt;br /&gt;SLAPPED GOT STUCK IN THE &lt;br /&gt;MIRE! AND STARTED DROWNING, &lt;br /&gt;BUT THE FRIEND SAVED HIM. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AFTER HE RECOVERED FROM &lt;br /&gt;THE NEAR DROWNING, &lt;br /&gt;HE WROTE ON A STONE: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'TODAY MY BEST FRIEND &lt;br /&gt;SAVED MY LIFE' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE FRIEND WHO HAD SLAPPED &lt;br /&gt;AND SAVED HIS BEST FRIEND &lt;br /&gt;ASKED HIM, 'AFTER I HURT YOU, &lt;br /&gt;YOU WROTE IN THE SAND AND NOW, &lt;br /&gt;YOU WRITE ON A STONE, WHY?' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE FRIEND REPLIED &lt;br /&gt;'WHEN SOMEONE HURTS US &lt;br /&gt;WE SHOULD WRITE IT DOWN &lt;br /&gt;IN SAND, WHERE WINDS OF &lt;br /&gt;FORGIVENESS CAN ERASE IT AWAY.. &lt;br /&gt;BUT, WHEN SOMEONE DOES &lt;br /&gt;SOMETHING GOOD FOR US, &lt;br /&gt;WE MUST ENGRAVE IT IN STONE &lt;br /&gt;WHERE NO WIND &lt;br /&gt;CAN EVER ERASE IT' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LEARN TO WRITE &lt;br /&gt;YOUR HURTS IN &lt;br /&gt;THE SAND AND TO &lt;br /&gt;CARVE YOUR &lt;br /&gt;BENEFITS IN STONE. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEY SAY IT TAKES A &lt;br /&gt;MINUTE TO FIND A SPECIAL &lt;br /&gt;PERSON, AN HOUR  TO &lt;br /&gt;APPRECIATE  THEM. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; A DAY &lt;br /&gt;TO LOVE THEM, BUT THEN &lt;br /&gt;AN ENTIRE LIFE &lt;br /&gt;TO FORGET THEM. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEND THIS TO &lt;br /&gt;THE PEOPLE YOU'LL NEVER &lt;br /&gt;FORGET.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4869609512574822952-7422499778709379827?l=ishivsharma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ishivsharma.blogspot.com/feeds/7422499778709379827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ishivsharma.blogspot.com/2009/11/sand-stone-two-friends-were-walking.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869609512574822952/posts/default/7422499778709379827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869609512574822952/posts/default/7422499778709379827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ishivsharma.blogspot.com/2009/11/sand-stone-two-friends-were-walking.html' title='&lt;b&gt;Sand &amp; Stone&lt;/b&gt;'/><author><name>Ishita Sharma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09028553038136418059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Z1Fz-Q4KSA/ScCy1vCT0xI/AAAAAAAAACI/uVeLPFsJWFs/S220/images1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4869609512574822952.post-6535153063812275681</id><published>2009-11-11T21:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T21:57:42.069-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Papa main Choti Si..... </title><content type='html'>Papa main Choti Si..... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A gr888 song 4 all d daddy's daughters&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fathers are angels sent from heaven. &lt;br /&gt;A father is someone that&lt;br /&gt;holds your hand at the fair&lt;br /&gt;makes sure you do what your mother says&lt;br /&gt;holds back your hair when you are sick&lt;br /&gt;brushes that hair when it is tangled because mother is too busy&lt;br /&gt;lets you eat ice cream for breakfast&lt;br /&gt;but only when mother is away&lt;br /&gt;he walks you down the aisle&lt;br /&gt;and tells you everythings gonna be ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was child,&lt;br /&gt;You were there to catch me when i fall, whenever and wherever.&lt;br /&gt;When i said my first words,&lt;br /&gt;You were there for me,&lt;br /&gt;to teach me the whole dictionary if need be.&lt;br /&gt;When i took my first steps,&lt;br /&gt;You were there to encourage me on.&lt;br /&gt;When i had my first day at school,&lt;br /&gt;you were there to give me advice and help me with my homework.&lt;br /&gt;I still haven't finished school,&lt;br /&gt;or walked down the aisle, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know you will be there for me through all these times and more, the good and bad.&lt;br /&gt;So i just want to say '&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;I LOVE YOU DAD!!!&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/4869609512574822952-6535153063812275681?l=ishivsharma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ishivsharma.blogspot.com/feeds/6535153063812275681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ishivsharma.blogspot.com/2009/11/papa-main-choti-si.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869609512574822952/posts/default/6535153063812275681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869609512574822952/posts/default/6535153063812275681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ishivsharma.blogspot.com/2009/11/papa-main-choti-si.html' title='&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Papa main Choti Si..... &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;'/><author><name>Ishita Sharma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09028553038136418059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Z1Fz-Q4KSA/ScCy1vCT0xI/AAAAAAAAACI/uVeLPFsJWFs/S220/images1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4869609512574822952.post-3497266891343857251</id><published>2009-10-13T06:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T06:18:24.762-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quotes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lines'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='One Liners'/><title type='text'>Hilarious one liners!!!</title><content type='html'>[1] Regular naps prevent old age, especially if you take them while driving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[2] Having one child makes you a parent; having two you are a referee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[3] Marriage is a relationship in which one person is always right and&lt;br /&gt;the other is the husband!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[4] I believe we should all pay our tax with a smile. I tried - but&lt;br /&gt;they wanted cash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[5] A child's greatest period of growth is the month after you've&lt;br /&gt;purchased new school uniforms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[6] Don't feel bad. A lot of people have no talent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[7] Don't marry the person you want to live with, marry  the one you&lt;br /&gt;cannot live without, but whatever you do, you'll regret it later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[8] You can't buy love, but you pay heavily for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[9] Bad officials are elected by good citizens who do not vote.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[10] Laziness is nothing more than the habit of resting before you get tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[11] Marriage is give and take. You'd better give it to her or she'll&lt;br /&gt;take it anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[12] My wife and I always compromise. I admit I'm wrong and she agrees with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[13] Those who can't laugh at themselves leave the job to others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[14] Ladies first. Pretty ladies sooner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[15] A successful marriage requires falling in love many times, always&lt;br /&gt;with the same person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[16] You're getting old when you enjoy remembering  things more than doing them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[17] It doesn't matter how often a married man changes  his job, he&lt;br /&gt;still ends up with the same boss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[18] Real friends are the ones who survive transitions between address books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[19] Saving is the best thing. Especially when your parents  have done&lt;br /&gt;it for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[20] Wise men talk because they have something to say;  fools talk&lt;br /&gt;because they have to say something&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[21] They call our language the mother tongue because the  father&lt;br /&gt;seldom gets to speak!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[22] Man: Is there any way for long life?&lt;br /&gt; Dr: Get married.&lt;br /&gt;   Man: Will it help?&lt;br /&gt;     Dr: No, but then the thought of long life  will never come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[23]Why do couples hold hands during their wedding?  It's a formality&lt;br /&gt;just like two boxers shaking hands before the fight begins!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; [24]Wife: Darling today is our anniversary, what should we  do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Husband: Let us stand in silence for 2 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; [25]It's funny when people discuss Love Marriage vs  Arranged. It's&lt;br /&gt;like asking someone, if suicide is better or being murdered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; [26]There is only one perfect child in the world and every  mother has it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; [27]There is only one perfect wife in the world and every  neighbor has it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4869609512574822952-3497266891343857251?l=ishivsharma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ishivsharma.blogspot.com/feeds/3497266891343857251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ishivsharma.blogspot.com/2009/10/hilarious-one-liners.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869609512574822952/posts/default/3497266891343857251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869609512574822952/posts/default/3497266891343857251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ishivsharma.blogspot.com/2009/10/hilarious-one-liners.html' title='Hilarious one liners!!!'/><author><name>Ishita Sharma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09028553038136418059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Z1Fz-Q4KSA/ScCy1vCT0xI/AAAAAAAAACI/uVeLPFsJWFs/S220/images1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4869609512574822952.post-4641779282691570022</id><published>2009-09-10T21:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T21:18:18.703-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grief'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happiness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy with others'/><title type='text'>A very touching story...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;It will take just 37 seconds to read this and change your thinking..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two men, both seriously ill, occupied the same hospital room. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One man was allowed to sit up in his bed for an hour each afternoon to help drain the fluid from his lungs. His bed was next to the room's only window.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other man had to spend all his time flat on his back. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The men talked for hours on end. They spoke of their wives and families, their homes, their jobs, their involvement in the military service, where they had been on vacation.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every afternoon, when the man in the bed by the window could sit up, he would pass the time by describing to his roommate all the things he could see outside the window.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man in the other bed began to live for those one hour periods where his world would be broadened and enlivened by all the activity and color of the world outside. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The window overlooked a park with a lovely lake. Ducks and swans played on the water while children sailed their model boats. Young lovers walked arm in arm amidst flowers of every color and a fine view of the city skyline could be seen in the distance. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the man by the window described all this in exquisite details, the man on the other side of the room would close his eyes and imagine this picturesque scene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One warm afternoon, the man by the window described a parade passing by . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although the other man could not hear the band, he could see it in his mind s eye as the gentleman by the window portrayed it with descriptive words. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Days, weeks and months passed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One morning, the day nurse arrived to bring water for their baths only to find the lifeless body of the man by the window, who had died peacefully in his sleep. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was saddened and called the hospital attendants to take the body away. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As soon as it seemed appropriate, the other man asked if he could be moved next to the window.. The nurse was happy to make the switch, and after making sure he was comfortable, she left him alone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slowly, painfully, he propped himself up on one elbow to take his first look at the real world outside. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He strained to slowly turn to look out the window beside the bed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It faced a blank wall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man asked the nurse what could have compelled his deceased roommate who had described such wonderful things outside this window. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The nurse responded that the man was blind and could not even see the wall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She said, 'Perhaps he just wanted to encourage you.' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Epilogue:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;There is tremendous happiness in making others happy, despite our own situations. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shared grief is half the sorrow, but happiness when shared, is doubled. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want to feel rich, just count all the things you have that money can't buy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Today is a gift, that is why it is called   The Present .'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4869609512574822952-4641779282691570022?l=ishivsharma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ishivsharma.blogspot.com/feeds/4641779282691570022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ishivsharma.blogspot.com/2009/09/very-touching-story.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869609512574822952/posts/default/4641779282691570022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='am i in love'/><title type='text'>Love Poems .... a collection</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Love...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I'm with you,&lt;br /&gt;eternity is a step away,&lt;br /&gt;my love continues to grow,&lt;br /&gt;with each passing day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This treasure of love,&lt;br /&gt;I cherish within my soul,&lt;br /&gt;how much I love you...&lt;br /&gt;you'll never really know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You bring a joy to my heart,&lt;br /&gt;I've never felt before,&lt;br /&gt;with each touch of your hand,&lt;br /&gt;I love you more and more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever we say goodbye,&lt;br /&gt;whenever we part,&lt;br /&gt;know I hold you dearly,&lt;br /&gt;deep inside my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So these seven words,&lt;br /&gt;I pray you hold true,&lt;br /&gt;"Forever And Always,&lt;br /&gt;I Will Love You."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Chris Engle –&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Love Is ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is the greatest feeling,&lt;br /&gt;Love is like a play,&lt;br /&gt;Love is what I feel for you,&lt;br /&gt;Each and every day,&lt;br /&gt;Love is like a smile,&lt;br /&gt;Love is like a song,&lt;br /&gt;Love is a great emotion,&lt;br /&gt;That keeps us going strong,&lt;br /&gt;I love you with my heart,&lt;br /&gt;My body and my soul,&lt;br /&gt;I love the way I keep loving,&lt;br /&gt;Like a love I can't control,&lt;br /&gt;So remember when your eyes meet mine,&lt;br /&gt;I love you with all my heart,&lt;br /&gt;And I have poured my entire soul into you,&lt;br /&gt;Right from the very start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Meghan –&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Love Me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love me in the Springtime, when all is green and new,&lt;br /&gt;Love me in the Summer, when the sky is oh so blue,&lt;br /&gt;Love me in the Autumn, when the leaves are turning brown,&lt;br /&gt;Love me in the Winter, when the snow is falling down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love me when I'm happy, and even when I'm sad,&lt;br /&gt;Love me when I'm good, or when I'm oh so bad,&lt;br /&gt;Love me when I'm pretty, or if my face is plain,&lt;br /&gt;Love me when I'm feeling good, or when I'm feeling pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love me always darlin', in the rain or shining sun,&lt;br /&gt;Love me always darlin', after all is said and done,&lt;br /&gt;Love me always darlin', until all our life is through,&lt;br /&gt;Love me always darlin', for I'll be lovin' you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;The Meaning...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To love is to share life together&lt;br /&gt;to build special plans just for two&lt;br /&gt;to work side by side&lt;br /&gt;and then smile with pride&lt;br /&gt;as one by one, dreams all come true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To love is to help and encourage&lt;br /&gt;with smiles and sincere words of praise&lt;br /&gt;to take time to share&lt;br /&gt;to listen and care&lt;br /&gt;in tender, affectionate ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To love is to have someone special&lt;br /&gt;one who you can always depend&lt;br /&gt;to be there through the years&lt;br /&gt;sharing laughter and tears&lt;br /&gt;as a partner, a lover, a friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To love is to make special memories&lt;br /&gt;of moments you love to recall&lt;br /&gt;of all the good things&lt;br /&gt;that sharing life brings&lt;br /&gt;love is the greatest of all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learned the full meaning&lt;br /&gt;of sharing and caring&lt;br /&gt;and having my dreams all come true;&lt;br /&gt;I've learned the full meaning&lt;br /&gt;of being in love&lt;br /&gt;by being and loving with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Kellie Spehn –&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Perfection in my Eyes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I ever wanted was to be part of your heart,&lt;br /&gt;And for us to be together, to never be apart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one else in the world can even compare,&lt;br /&gt;You're perfect and so is this love that we share.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have so much more than I ever thought we would,&lt;br /&gt;I love you more than I ever thought I could.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I promise to give you all I have to give,&lt;br /&gt;I'll do anything for you as long as I live.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In your eyes I see our present, our future and past,&lt;br /&gt;By the way you look at me I know we will last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope that one day you'll come to realize,&lt;br /&gt;How perfect you are when seen through my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Ashley Borden –&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A stranger you were once.&lt;br /&gt;Then, with a gentle look you took my hand.&lt;br /&gt;As our lives engaged,&lt;br /&gt;you lit my life and I held both your hands.&lt;br /&gt;Now that decades have passed,&lt;br /&gt;ours souls have indeed become one.&lt;br /&gt;How fortunate we are &lt;br /&gt;that we have found the love so true&lt;br /&gt;that everyone dreams about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Laura Veronica Merodio -&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4869609512574822952-8553136899509452335?l=ishivsharma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ishivsharma.blogspot.com/feeds/8553136899509452335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ishivsharma.blogspot.com/2009/08/love-poems-collection.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869609512574822952/posts/default/8553136899509452335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869609512574822952/posts/default/8553136899509452335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ishivsharma.blogspot.com/2009/08/love-poems-collection.html' title='&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Love Poems .... a collection&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;'/><author><name>Ishita Sharma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09028553038136418059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Z1Fz-Q4KSA/ScCy1vCT0xI/AAAAAAAAACI/uVeLPFsJWFs/S220/images1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4869609512574822952.post-8105497639588014771</id><published>2009-08-20T05:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T05:40:30.933-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='check meaning of name'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='alphabets'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meaning of name'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Name'/><title type='text'>What ur name means....... .. check it out !!</title><content type='html'>Instructions : What you do is find out what each letter of your name means.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then connect all the meanings and it describes YOU. (Its TRUE) &amp;(Is'nt it GRêT !!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have double or triple letters, just count the meaning once.&lt;br /&gt;For Example : MARK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M - Success comes easily to you.&lt;br /&gt;A - You can be very quiet when you have something on your mind.&lt;br /&gt;R - You are a social butterfly.&lt;br /&gt;K - You like to try new things..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A = You can be very quiet when you have something on your mind.&lt;br /&gt;B = You are always cautious when it comes to meeting newpeople.&lt;br /&gt;C = You definitely have a partier side in you, don't be shy to show it.&lt;br /&gt;D = You have trouble trusting people.&lt;br /&gt;E =You are a very exciting person.&lt;br /&gt;F = Everyone loves you.&lt;br /&gt;G = You have exce! llent ways of viewing people.&lt;br /&gt;H =You are not judgmental.&lt;br /&gt;I  =You are always smiling and making others smile.&lt;br /&gt;J =Jealously&lt;br /&gt;K =You like to try new things.&lt;br /&gt;L = Love is something you deeply believe in.&lt;br /&gt;M = Success comes easily to you..&lt;br /&gt;N = You like to work, but you always want a break.&lt;br /&gt;O = You are very open-minded.&lt;br /&gt;P =You are very friendly and understanding.&lt;br /&gt;Q = You are a hypocrite.&lt;br /&gt;R =You are a social butterfly.&lt;br /&gt;S = You are very broad-minded.&lt;br /&gt;T = You have an attitude, a big one.&lt;br /&gt;U = You feel like you have to equal up to people's standards.&lt;br /&gt;V = You have a very good physique and looks.&lt;br /&gt;W = You like your privacy.&lt;br /&gt;X = You never let people tell you w! hat to do.&lt;br /&gt;Y = You cause a lot of trouble.&lt;br /&gt;Z = You're always fighting with someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHECK YOUR NAME MEANING AND YOU WILL FIND THAT THIS IS &lt;br /&gt;TRUE......... . .....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4869609512574822952-8105497639588014771?l=ishivsharma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ishivsharma.blogspot.com/feeds/8105497639588014771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ishivsharma.blogspot.com/2009/08/what-ur-name-means-check-it-out.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869609512574822952/posts/default/8105497639588014771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869609512574822952/posts/default/8105497639588014771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ishivsharma.blogspot.com/2009/08/what-ur-name-means-check-it-out.html' title='&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;What ur name means....... .. check it out !!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;'/><author><name>Ishita Sharma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09028553038136418059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Z1Fz-Q4KSA/ScCy1vCT0xI/AAAAAAAAACI/uVeLPFsJWFs/S220/images1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4869609512574822952.post-7279831578652048197</id><published>2009-08-04T05:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T05:26:45.042-07:00</updated><title type='text'>P.... has tagged me...</title><content type='html'>I have been tagged…I have been tagged…I.. have ….been…. tagged…...by P...for telling about most annoying things for me....are as follows:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Far from my love: the most annoying thing for me if my love is far away and am unable to meet him… :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fake people: people, shows a lot of love, care for you and nothing like that in their heart for you, they are just irritating for me….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait: waiting for someone is so difficult for me and don’t like careless and late people and if I have to wait b’coz of them…its…...jussssssst loose my temper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hungry and wait for food: naaaaaaaaaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rain: I like rains but when spoils the mood shopping and outing then it just irritates me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drama Queens…I don’t know…why they do that???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When my man, who is the closest person to me don’t give me his quality time to me…whatever the reason….job, work pressure, anything else…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t like to be compared with anybody…atleast who is not even equal to my level…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gossip about anybody’s life…why people wants to put their legs in other’s life…am not able to understand it…till now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Attitude…Some people think they are most intelligent person in whole world and others are fool…not acceptable for me….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4869609512574822952-7279831578652048197?l=ishivsharma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ishivsharma.blogspot.com/feeds/7279831578652048197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ishivsharma.blogspot.com/2009/08/p-has-tagged-me.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869609512574822952/posts/default/7279831578652048197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869609512574822952/posts/default/7279831578652048197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ishivsharma.blogspot.com/2009/08/p-has-tagged-me.html' title='&lt;b&gt;P.... has tagged me...&lt;/b&gt;'/><author><name>Ishita Sharma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09028553038136418059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Z1Fz-Q4KSA/ScCy1vCT0xI/AAAAAAAAACI/uVeLPFsJWFs/S220/images1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4869609512574822952.post-5694842895205015973</id><published>2009-07-30T05:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T05:23:52.685-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Woman'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life with smile'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='struggle of woman'/><title type='text'>THE WOMAN IN YOUR LIFE ........ </title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;*The woman in your life...very well expressed... *&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow you may get a working woman, but you should marry her with these facts as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a girl, who is as much educated as you are; Who is earning almost as much as you do;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One, who has dreams and aspirations just as you have because she is as human as you are;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One, who has never entered the kitchen in her life just like you or your Sister haven't, as she was busy in studies and competing in a system that gives no special concession to girls for their culinary achievements&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One, who has lived and loved her parents &amp; brothers &amp; sisters, almost as much as you do for 20-25 years of her life;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One, who has bravely agreed to leave behind all that, her home, people who love her, to adopt your home, your family, your ways and even your family, name&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One, who is somehow expected to be a master-chef from day #1, while you sleep oblivious to her predicament in her new circumstances, environment and that kitchen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One, who is expected to make the tea, first thing in the morning and cook food at the end of the day, even if she is as tired as you are, maybe more, and yet never ever expected to complain; to be a servant, a cook, a mother, a wife, even if she doesn't want to; and is learning just like you are as to what you want from her; and is clumsy and sloppy at times and knows that you won't like it if she is too demanding, or if she learns faster than you;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One, who has her own set of friends, and that includes boys and even men at her workplace too, those, who she knows from school days and yet is willing to put all that on the back-burners to avoid your irrational jealousy, unnecessary competition and your inherent insecurities;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, she can drink and dance just as well as you can, but won't, simply Because you won't like it, even though you say otherwise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One, who can be late from work once in a while when deadlines, just like yours, are to be met;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One, who is doing her level best and wants to make this most important, relationship in her entire life a grand success, if you just help her some and trust her;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One, who just wants one thing from you, as you are the only one she knows in your entire house - your unstinted support, your sensitivities and most importantly - your understanding, or love, if you may call it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But not many guys understand this......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please appreciate* "HER" *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you will do....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4869609512574822952-5694842895205015973?l=ishivsharma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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To Know That You Love Someone</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;TWELVE&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You talk with him/her late at night and when you go to bed you still&lt;br /&gt;think of him/her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;ELEVEN:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You walk really slowly when you are with him/her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;TEN:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't feel Ok when he/she is far away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NINE:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You smile when you hear his/her voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;EIGHT:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you look at him/her,you do not see other people around you. You&lt;br /&gt;see only him/her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;SIX:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He/She is everything you want to think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;FIVE:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You realise that you smile every time you look at him/her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;FOUR:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You would do anything to see him/her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;THREE:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While you have been reading this, there was a person in your mind all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;TWO:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've been so busy thinking of that person that you didn't notice&lt;br /&gt;that number 7 is missing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;ONE:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are going to check above if that's true and now you are silently&lt;br /&gt;laughing to yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;NOW MAKE A WISH!!! YOU KNOW WHAT YOU WANT THE MOST.......&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/4869609512574822952-8162560856518073779?l=ishivsharma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ishivsharma.blogspot.com/feeds/8162560856518073779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ishivsharma.blogspot.com/2009/07/12-ways-to-know-that-you-love-someone.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869609512574822952/posts/default/8162560856518073779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869609512574822952/posts/default/8162560856518073779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ishivsharma.blogspot.com/2009/07/12-ways-to-know-that-you-love-someone.html' title='&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;12 Ways... To Know That You Love Someone&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;'/><author><name>Ishita Sharma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09028553038136418059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Z1Fz-Q4KSA/ScCy1vCT0xI/AAAAAAAAACI/uVeLPFsJWFs/S220/images1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4869609512574822952.post-4306108155933720722</id><published>2009-06-25T05:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T05:20:49.716-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wedding Rings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Theory about rings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ring Ceremony'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Couple rings'/><title type='text'>Why should the wedding ring be worn on the fourth finger - cool!!!!...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Z1Fz-Q4KSA/SkNre9b4lqI/AAAAAAAAAC8/K4r-FFSwSCU/s1600-h/552551812_52fbec036d.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 241px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Z1Fz-Q4KSA/SkNre9b4lqI/AAAAAAAAAC8/K4r-FFSwSCU/s320/552551812_52fbec036d.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351238961878046370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a beautiful and convincing explanation given by the Chinese Legend...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thumb represents your Parents&lt;br /&gt;Second (Index) finger represents your Siblings&lt;br /&gt;Middle finger represents your-Self&lt;br /&gt;Fourth (Ring) finger represents your Life Partner&lt;br /&gt;&amp; the Last (Little) finger represents your children&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, open your palms (face to face), bend the middle fingers and hold them together - back to back&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, open and hold the remaining three fingers and the thumb - tip to tip&lt;br /&gt;(As shown in the figure below):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please wait while images are being loaded.....by Wowmailz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, try to separate your thumbs (representing the parents)..., they will open, because your parents are not destined to live with you lifelong, and have to leave you sooner or later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please join your thumbs as before and separate your Index fingers (representing siblings)...., they will also open, because your brothers and sisters will have their own families and will have to lead their own separate lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now join the Index fingers and separate your Little fingers (representing your children)...., they will open too, because the children also will get married and settle down on their own some day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, join your Little fingers, and try to separate your Ring fingers (representing your spouse).&lt;br /&gt;You will be surprised to see that you just CANNOT......, because Husband &amp; Wife have to remain together all their lives - through thick and thin!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ISN'T THIS A LOVELY THEORY?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4869609512574822952-4306108155933720722?l=ishivsharma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ishivsharma.blogspot.com/feeds/4306108155933720722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ishivsharma.blogspot.com/2009/06/why-should-wedding-ring-be-worn-on.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869609512574822952/posts/default/4306108155933720722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869609512574822952/posts/default/4306108155933720722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ishivsharma.blogspot.com/2009/06/why-should-wedding-ring-be-worn-on.html' title='&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Why should the wedding ring be worn on the fourth finger - cool!!!!...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;'/><author><name>Ishita Sharma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09028553038136418059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Z1Fz-Q4KSA/ScCy1vCT0xI/AAAAAAAAACI/uVeLPFsJWFs/S220/images1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Z1Fz-Q4KSA/SkNre9b4lqI/AAAAAAAAAC8/K4r-FFSwSCU/s72-c/552551812_52fbec036d.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4869609512574822952.post-7437390761554840929</id><published>2009-06-18T05:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T05:22:30.754-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love in life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Express feelings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Express your love'/><title type='text'>Think about it...</title><content type='html'>It's another morning......... Again I have to go to the office. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohh!! this is me... I shouted, having a glance at my ‘photo’ in today's news paper. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what the HELL it is doing in the death column?? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strange... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One second....Let me think, last night when I was going to bed I had a severe pain in my chest, but I don't remember anything after that, I think I had a sound sleep. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its morning now, ohh....... It's already 10:00 AM, where is my coffee? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be late for office and my boss will get a chance to irritate me.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where is everyone...??? I screamed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I think there is a crowd outside my room, let me check." I said to myself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many people..... Not all of them crying.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But why some of them are crying.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS THIS??? I’m lying there on the floor... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I AM HERE" ... I shouted!!! No one is listening. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"LOOK I AM NOT DEAD" ... I screamed once again!!! No one is interested in me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They all were looking at me on the bed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went back to my bed room. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Am I dead??" I asked myself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where is my wife, my children, my Mom, my Dad, my friends? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found them in the next room, all of them were crying... still trying to console each other. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My wife was crying... she was really looking sad. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My little kid was not sure what happened, but he was crying just because his Mom was sad.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can I go without saying to my kid that I really love him, I really do care for him. ?? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can I go without saying to my wife that she is really the most beautiful and most caring wife in this world..?? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can I go without saying to my parents that I’m ... just because of you?? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can I go without telling my friends that without them perhaps I would have done most of the wrong things in my life... thanks for being there always when I need them... and sorry for not being there when they really need me.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can see a person standing in the corner and trying to hide his tears.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohh.... he was once my best friend, but a small misunderstanding made us part, and we both have a strong enough ego to keep us disconnected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went there.. And offered him my hand, "Dear friend.... I just want to say sorry for everything, we are still best friends, please forgive me." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No response from other side, what the hell?? He is still preserving his ego, I am saying sorry... even then!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really don't care for such people. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But one second...... It seems he is not able to see me!!!! He did not see my extended hand. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My goodness... AM I REALLY DEAD??? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just sat down near ME; I was also feeling like crying... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"OHH ALMIGHTY!!!! PLEASE JUST GIVE ME FEW MORE DAYS..." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wasn't to make my wife, my parents; my friends realize that how much I love them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My wife entered the room, she looks beautiful. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"YOU ARE BEAUTIFUL" I shouted. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She didn't hear my words, in fact she never heard these words because I never said this to her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"GOD!!!!" I screamed... a little more time plzzzzzzzzzzzzzz... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cried... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more chance please... to hug my child, to make my mom smile just once, to feel my dad proud of me at least for a moment, to say sorry to my friends for everything I have not given to them, and thanks for still being in my life.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I looked up and cried!!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shouted.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"GOD!!!! ONE MORE CHANCE PLEASE!!!!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You shouted in your sleep," said my wife as she gently woke me up. "Did you have a nightmare?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was sleeping.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohh that was just a dream.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My wife was there... she can hear me... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the happiest moment of my life... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hugged her and whispered.... "YOU ARE THE MOST BEAUTIFUL AND CARING WIFE IN THIS UNIVERSE..... I REALLY LOVE YOU DEAR" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't understand the reason of the smile on her face with some tears in her eyes, still I’m happy.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"THANK YOU GOD FOR THIS SECOND CHANCE." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;SO, Now it's not late... Forget your Egos, your Past... and Express your love to others.... Be friendly... Keep smiling...... for ever.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4869609512574822952-7437390761554840929?l=ishivsharma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ishivsharma.blogspot.com/feeds/7437390761554840929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ishivsharma.blogspot.com/2009/06/think-about-it.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869609512574822952/posts/default/7437390761554840929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869609512574822952/posts/default/7437390761554840929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ishivsharma.blogspot.com/2009/06/think-about-it.html' title='&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Think about it...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;'/><author><name>Ishita Sharma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09028553038136418059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Z1Fz-Q4KSA/ScCy1vCT0xI/AAAAAAAAACI/uVeLPFsJWFs/S220/images1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4869609512574822952.post-4650029441122751650</id><published>2009-06-15T05:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T05:27:08.737-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nice jokes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life with smile'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='smile'/><title type='text'>HAVE A BLAST ......... really a nice jokes</title><content type='html'>Police arrested a drunkard &amp; asked: Where r u going?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man: I'm going 2 listen lecture on ill effects of drinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cop: Who'll lecture at midnight?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man: My wife...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------ --------- --------- --------- --------- --------- --------- --------- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Law Professor: Which is the most important LAW of Finance for Starting a New Business?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Student: Father-in-Law!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------ --------- --------- --------- --------- --------- --------- --------- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before marriage: Roses are red, sky is blue. U r beautiful, I luv u.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After marriage: Roses are dead, I'm blue. U r my headache, one day I'll kill u.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------ --------- --------- --------- --------- --------- --------- --------- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man: Is there any way for long life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dr: Get married.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man: Will it help?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dr: No, but the thought of long life will never come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------ --------- --------- --------- --------- --------- --------- --------- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's the biggest pressure for Pak captain when Pak needs 1 run to win in 8 ovrs, with 5 wickets in hand?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya Allah! How to speak English in presentation ceremony?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------ --------- --------- --------- --------- --------- --------- --------- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beggar: Saab 12 Rs do na coffee peeni hai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man: Lekin coffee to 6 Rs ki hai?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beggar: Par saab girlfriend bhi to hai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man: Bhikari hokar bhi GF banali.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beggar: Na saab,GF ne Bhikari bana diya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------ --------- --------- --------- --------- --------- --------- --------- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Why do women live longer than men?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: Shopping never causes heart attacks, but paying the bill does!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------ --------- --------- --------- --------- --------- --------- --------- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wats the diff between Complete &amp; Finished?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you find good wife u r complete otherwise u r finished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------ --------- --------- --------- --------- --------- --------- --------- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many options: Poison, sleeping pills, hanging, jumping from&lt;br /&gt;a building, lying on train tracks, but we chose Marriage, slow and sure!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------ --------- --------- --------- --------- --------- --------- --------- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have u heard about the man who threw his wife into a pond of&lt;br /&gt;crocodiles? He's now being harassed by the animal rights for being cruel&lt;br /&gt;to the crocodiles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------ --------- --------- --------- --------- --------- --------- --------- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two men r talking. 1st: I got married coz I was tired of&lt;br /&gt;eating out, cleaning the house, doing the laundry &amp; wearing shabby&lt;br /&gt;clothes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd: Amazing, I just got divorced for the very same reasons&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------ --------- --------- --------- --------- --------- --------- --------- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wife: If I dismiss the cook and make the food myself for a month, what will you pay me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Husband: I won't have to pay you, you'll get my entire insurance amount..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4869609512574822952-4650029441122751650?l=ishivsharma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ishivsharma.blogspot.com/feeds/4650029441122751650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ishivsharma.blogspot.com/2009/06/have-blast-really-nice-jokes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869609512574822952/posts/default/4650029441122751650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869609512574822952/posts/default/4650029441122751650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ishivsharma.blogspot.com/2009/06/have-blast-really-nice-jokes.html' title='&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;HAVE A BLAST ......... really a nice jokes&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;'/><author><name>Ishita Sharma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09028553038136418059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Z1Fz-Q4KSA/ScCy1vCT0xI/AAAAAAAAACI/uVeLPFsJWFs/S220/images1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4869609512574822952.post-2841706100451060610</id><published>2009-06-12T05:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T05:10:51.263-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Health'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='colors of life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'> 40 Point HAND BOOK</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Health:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.       Drink plenty of water.&lt;br /&gt;2.       Eat breakfast like a king, lunch like a prince and dinner&lt;br /&gt;like a beggar.&lt;br /&gt;3.       Eat more foods that grow on trees and plants and eat less&lt;br /&gt;food that is manufactured in plants.&lt;br /&gt;4.       Live with the 3 E's -- Energy, Enthusiasm, and Empathy.&lt;br /&gt;5.       Make time to practice meditation, yoga, and prayer.&lt;br /&gt;6.       Play more games.&lt;br /&gt;7.       Read more books than you did in 2008.&lt;br /&gt;8.       Sit in silence for at least 10 minutes each day.&lt;br /&gt;9.       Sleep for 7 hours.&lt;br /&gt;10.    Take a 10-30 minutes walk every day. And while you walk, smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Personality:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11.    Don't compare your life to others'. You have no idea what their&lt;br /&gt;journey is all about.&lt;br /&gt;12.    Don't have negative thoughts or things you cannot control.&lt;br /&gt;Instead invest your energy in the positive present moment.&lt;br /&gt;13.    Don't over do. Keep your limits.&lt;br /&gt;14.    Don't take yourself so seriously. No one else does.&lt;br /&gt;15.    Don't waste your precious energy on gossip.&lt;br /&gt;16.    Dream more while you are awake.&lt;br /&gt;17.    Envy is a waste of time. You already have all you need.&lt;br /&gt;18.    Forget issues of the past. Don't remind your partner with&lt;br /&gt;his/her mistakes of the past. That will ruin your present happiness.&lt;br /&gt;19.    Life is too short to waste time hating anyone. Don't hate others.&lt;br /&gt;20.    Make peace with your past so it won't spoil the present.&lt;br /&gt;21.    No one is in charge of your happiness except you.&lt;br /&gt;22.    Realize that life is a school and you are here to learn.&lt;br /&gt;Problems are simply part of the curriculum     that appear and fade&lt;br /&gt;away like algebra class but the lessons you learn will last a&lt;br /&gt;lifetime.&lt;br /&gt;23.    Smile and laugh more.&lt;br /&gt;24.    You don't have to win every argument. Agree to disagree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Society:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25.    Call your family often.&lt;br /&gt;26.    Each day give something good to others.&lt;br /&gt;27.    Forgive everyone for everything.&lt;br /&gt;28.    Spend time with people over the age of 70 &amp; under the age of 6.&lt;br /&gt;29.    Try to make at least three people smile each day.&lt;br /&gt;30.    What other people think of you is none of your business.&lt;br /&gt;31.    Your job won't take care of you when you are sick. Your friends&lt;br /&gt;will. Stay in touch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Life:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32.    Do the right thing!&lt;br /&gt;33.    Get rid of anything that isn't useful, beautiful or joyful.&lt;br /&gt;34.    GOD heals everything.&lt;br /&gt;35.    However good or bad a situation is, it will change.&lt;br /&gt;36.    No matter how you feel, get up, dress up and show up.&lt;br /&gt;37.    The best is yet to come.&lt;br /&gt;38.    When you awake alive in the morning, thank GOD for it.&lt;br /&gt;39.    Your Inner most is always happy. So, be happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but not the least:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40.    Please give link of this to everyone you care about.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4869609512574822952-2841706100451060610?l=ishivsharma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ishivsharma.blogspot.com/feeds/2841706100451060610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ishivsharma.blogspot.com/2009/06/40-point-hand-book.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869609512574822952/posts/default/2841706100451060610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869609512574822952/posts/default/2841706100451060610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ishivsharma.blogspot.com/2009/06/40-point-hand-book.html' title='&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt; 40 Point HAND BOOK&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;'/><author><name>Ishita Sharma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09028553038136418059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Z1Fz-Q4KSA/ScCy1vCT0xI/AAAAAAAAACI/uVeLPFsJWFs/S220/images1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4869609512574822952.post-4852900720006408552</id><published>2009-06-08T05:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T05:11:23.453-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poem'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Romantic one'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='smile'/><title type='text'>Interesting Poem.. </title><content type='html'>MOST ROMANTIC FIRST LINE, BUT THE LEAST ROMANTIC SECOND LINE..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My darling, my lover, my beautiful wife, &lt;br /&gt;             Marrying you screwed up my life. &lt;br /&gt;             &lt;br /&gt;             I see your face when I am dreaming. &lt;br /&gt;             That's why I always wake up screaming. &lt;br /&gt;             &lt;br /&gt;             Kind, intelligent, lovi! ng and hot; &lt;br /&gt;             This describes everything you are not. &lt;br /&gt;                                                   &lt;br /&gt;             I thought that I could love no other -- &lt;br /&gt;             that is until I met your brother. &lt;br /&gt;             &lt;br /&gt;             Roses are red, violets are blue, sugar is sweet, and so are you.&lt;br /&gt;             But the roses are wilting, the violets are dead, the sugar bowl's empty and so is your head. &lt;br /&gt;             &lt;br /&gt;             I want to feel your sweet embrace; &lt;br /&gt;             But don't take tha! t paper bag off your face. &lt;br /&gt;          &amp;nbs p;  &lt;br /&gt;             I love your smile, your face, and your eyes -- &lt;br /&gt;             Damn, I'm good at telling lies! &lt;br /&gt;             &lt;br /&gt;             My love, you take my breath away. &lt;br /&gt;             What have you stepped in to smell this way? &lt;br /&gt;             &lt;br /&gt;             My feelings for you no words can tell, &lt;br /&gt;             Except for maybe 'Go to hell.' &lt;br /&gt;             &lt;br /&gt;             What inspired this amorous rhyme? &lt;br /&gt;             Two parts tequila, one part limeJ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4869609512574822952-4852900720006408552?l=ishivsharma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ishivsharma.blogspot.com/feeds/4852900720006408552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ishivsharma.blogspot.com/2009/06/interesting-poem.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869609512574822952/posts/default/4852900720006408552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869609512574822952/posts/default/4852900720006408552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ishivsharma.blogspot.com/2009/06/interesting-poem.html' title='&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Interesting Poem.. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;'/><author><name>Ishita Sharma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09028553038136418059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Z1Fz-Q4KSA/ScCy1vCT0xI/AAAAAAAAACI/uVeLPFsJWFs/S220/images1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4869609512574822952.post-5638449683107862700</id><published>2009-06-03T03:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T03:58:32.356-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Parents'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Touching Story--Only for an extra Bedroom !!!</title><content type='html'>As the dream of most parents I had acquired a degree in&lt;br /&gt;Software Engineering and joined a company based in USA, the&lt;br /&gt;land of braves and opportunity. When I arrived in the USA, it&lt;br /&gt;was as if a dream had come true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here at last I was in the place where I want to be. I decided I&lt;br /&gt;would be staying in this country for about Five years in which&lt;br /&gt;time ! I would have earned enough money to settle down in India.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My father was a government employee and after his retirement,&lt;br /&gt;the only asset he could acquire was a decent one bedroom flat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to do some thing more than him. I started feeling&lt;br /&gt;homesick and lonely as the time passed. I used to call home and&lt;br /&gt;speak to my parents every week using cheap international phone&lt;br /&gt;cards. Two years passed, two years of Burgers at McDonald's and&lt;br /&gt;pizzas and discos and 2 years watching the foreign exchange&lt;br /&gt;rate getting happy whenever the Rupee value went down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally I decided to get married. Told my parents that I have&lt;br /&gt;only 10 days of holidays and everything must be done within&lt;br /&gt;these 10 days. I got my ticket booked in the cheapest flight.&lt;br /&gt;Was jubilant and was actually enjoying hopping for gifts for&lt;br /&gt;all my friends back home. If I miss anyone then there will be&lt;br /&gt;talks. After reaching home I spent home one week going throug! h&lt;br /&gt;all the photographs of girls and as the time was getting&lt;br /&gt;sho rter I was forced to select one candidate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In-laws told me, to my surprise, that I would have to get&lt;br /&gt;married in 2-3 days, as I will not get anymore holidays. After&lt;br /&gt;the marriage, it was time to return to USA, after giving some&lt;br /&gt;money to my parents and telling the neighbors to look after&lt;br /&gt;them, we returned to USA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My wife enjoyed this country for about two months and then she&lt;br /&gt;started feeling lonely. The frequency of calling India&lt;br /&gt;increased to twice in a week sometimes 3 times a week. Our&lt;br /&gt;savings started diminishing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After two more years we started to&lt;br /&gt;have kids. Two lovely kids, a boy and a girl, were gifted to us&lt;br /&gt;by the almighty. Every time I spoke to my parents, they asked&lt;br /&gt;me to come to Indiaso that they can see their grand-children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every year I decide to go to India… But part work part&lt;br /&gt;monetary conditions prevented it. Years went by and visiting&lt;br /&gt;Indiawas a distant dream. Then suddenly o! ne day I got a&lt;br /&gt;message that my parents were seriously sick.. I tried but I&lt;br /&gt;couldn't get any holidays and thus could not go to India ... The&lt;br /&gt;next message I got was my parents had passed away and as there&lt;br /&gt;was no one to do the last rights the society members had done&lt;br /&gt;whatever they could. I was depressed. My parents had passed&lt;br /&gt;away without seeing their grand children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After couple more years passed away, much to my children's&lt;br /&gt;dislike and my wife's joy we returned to Indiato settle down.&lt;br /&gt;I started to look for a suitable property, but to my dismay my&lt;br /&gt;savings were short and the property prices had gone up during&lt;br /&gt;all these years. I had to return to the USA...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My wife refused to come back with me and my children refused to&lt;br /&gt;stay in India.... My 2 children and I returned to USAafter&lt;br /&gt;promising my wife I would be back for good after two years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time passed by, my daughter decided to get married to an&lt;br /&gt;Amer! ican and my son was happy living in USA... I decided that&lt;br /&gt;had enou gh and wound-up every thing and returned to India... I&lt;br /&gt;had just enough money to buy a decent 02 bedroom flat in a&lt;br /&gt;well-developed locality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I am 60 years old and the only time I go out of the flat is&lt;br /&gt;for the routine visit to the nearby temple. My faithful wife&lt;br /&gt;has also left me and gone to the holy abode.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wondered was it worth all this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My father, even after staying in India,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a house to his name and I too have&lt;br /&gt;the same nothing more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lost my parents and children for just ONE EXTRA BEDROOM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking out from the window I see a lot of children dancing.&lt;br /&gt;This damned cable TV has spoiled our new generation and these&lt;br /&gt;children are losing their values and culture because of it. I&lt;br /&gt;get occasional cards from my children asking I am alright. Well&lt;br /&gt;at least they remember me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now perhaps after I die it will be the neighbors again who will&lt;br /&gt;be performing my last r! ights, God Bless them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the question&lt;br /&gt;still&lt;br /&gt;remains 'was all this worth it?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am still searching for an answer...... ......... ..!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;START THINKING&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IS IT JUST FOR ONE EXTRA BEDROOM???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;LIFE IS BEYOND THIS …..DON'T JUST LEAVE YOUR LIFE ……..&lt;br /&gt;START LIVING IT …….&lt;br /&gt;LIVE IT ! AS YOU WANT IT TO BE…….&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4869609512574822952-5638449683107862700?l=ishivsharma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ishivsharma.blogspot.com/feeds/5638449683107862700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ishivsharma.blogspot.com/2009/06/touching-story-only-for-extra-bedroom.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869609512574822952/posts/default/5638449683107862700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869609512574822952/posts/default/5638449683107862700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ishivsharma.blogspot.com/2009/06/touching-story-only-for-extra-bedroom.html' title='&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Touching Story--Only for an extra Bedroom !!!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;'/><author><name>Ishita Sharma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09028553038136418059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Z1Fz-Q4KSA/ScCy1vCT0xI/AAAAAAAAACI/uVeLPFsJWFs/S220/images1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4869609512574822952.post-4609884347042638382</id><published>2009-05-26T03:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T05:12:31.225-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='god nature smile'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='You and me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='facts about smile'/><title type='text'>Correcting the mistakes in life....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;This is wonderful story.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soniya married Hitesh this day. At the end of the wedding party,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soniya's mother gave her a newly opened bank saving passbook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With Rs.1000 deposit amount.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mother: 'Soniya, take this passbook. Keep it as a record of your marriage&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life. When there's something happy and memorable happened in your new&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life, put some money in. Write down what it's about next to the line. The&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more memorable the event is, the more money you can put in. I've done the&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first one for you today. Do the others with Hitesh. When you look back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after years, you can know how much happiness you've had.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soniya shared this with Hitesh when getting home. They both thought it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was a great idea and were anxious to know when the second deposit can be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;made.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was what they did after certain time:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- 7 Feb: Rs.100, first birthday celebration for Hitesh after marriage&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- 1 Mar: Rs.300, salary raise for Soniya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- 20 Mar: Rs.200, vacation trip to Bali&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- 15 Apr: Rs.2000, they got baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- 1 Jun: Rs.1000, Hitesh got promoted&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.... and so on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, after years, they started fighting and arguing for trivial&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things. They didn't talk much. They regretted that they had married the&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;most nasty people in the world.... no more love...Kind of typical&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nowadays, huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day Soniya talked to her Mother:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Mom, we can't stand it anymore. We agree to divorce. I can't imagine how&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided to marry this guy!!!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mother: 'Sure, girl, that's no big deal. Just do whatever you want if you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really can't stand it. But before that, do one thing first. Remember the&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saving passbook I gave you on your wedding day? Take out all money and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spend it first. You shouldn't keep any record of such a poor marriage.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soniya thought it was true. So she went to the bank, waiting at the queue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and planning to cancel the account.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While she was waiting, she took a look at the passbook record. She looked,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and looked, and looked. Then the memory of all the previous joy and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happiness just came up her mind. Her eyes were then filled with tears. She&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;left and went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When she was home, she handed the passbook to Hitesh, asked him to spend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the money before getting divorce.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day, Hitesh gave the passbook back to Soniya. She found a new&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;deposit of Rs.5000. And a line next to the record: 'This is the day I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;notice how much I've loved you thru out all these years. How much happiness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you've brought me.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They hugged and cried, putting the passbook back to the safe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know how much money they had saved when they retired? I did not&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ask. I believe the money did not matter anymore after they had gone thru&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all the good years in their life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"When you fall, in any way,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't see the place where you fell, Instead see the place from where&lt;br /&gt;you slipped."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Life is about correcting the mistakes."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4869609512574822952-4609884347042638382?l=ishivsharma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ishivsharma.blogspot.com/feeds/4609884347042638382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ishivsharma.blogspot.com/2009/05/correcting-mistakes-in-life.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869609512574822952/posts/default/4609884347042638382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869609512574822952/posts/default/4609884347042638382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ishivsharma.blogspot.com/2009/05/correcting-mistakes-in-life.html' title='&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Correcting the mistakes in life....&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;'/><author><name>Ishita Sharma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09028553038136418059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Z1Fz-Q4KSA/ScCy1vCT0xI/AAAAAAAAACI/uVeLPFsJWFs/S220/images1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4869609512574822952.post-1754893206502099325</id><published>2009-05-11T03:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T05:13:23.406-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='for mom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mother'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love of mother'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='child'/><title type='text'>Happy Mother's Day...</title><content type='html'>Mother- We don’t know the meaning of mother but we realize that our mother is real asset for us who loves her children the most in this world. This love is most pure, ever I have seen and felt…mother don’t know whether her baby will take care of her when she will need them or not but she guard her baby from all fears, struggles of life and give all care and comfort to her baby… The heart of mother is full of love and care…as always…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are some quotes dedicated to my Mom:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Mother is the name for God in the lips and hearts of little children."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"My mom is a neverending song in my heart of comfort, happiness, and being.  I may sometimes forget the words but I always remember the tune. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"God could not be everywhere and therefore he made mothers."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Mother - that was the bank where we deposited all our hurts and worries."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The moment a child is born, the mother is also born.  She never existed before.  The woman existed, but the mother, never.  A mother is something absolutely new." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Being a full-time mother is one of the highest salaried jobs... since the payment is pure love." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Mothers hold their children's hands for a short while, but their hearts forever."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"A mother is the truest friend we have, when trials heavy and sudden, fall upon us; when adversity takes the place of prosperity; when friends who rejoice with us in our sunshine desert us; when trouble thickens around us, still will she cling to us, and endeavor by her kind precepts and counsels to dissipate the clouds of darkness, and cause peace to return to our hearts."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The mother's heart is the child's schoolroom."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4869609512574822952-1754893206502099325?l=ishivsharma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ishivsharma.blogspot.com/feeds/1754893206502099325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ishivsharma.blogspot.com/2009/05/happy-mothers-day.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869609512574822952/posts/default/1754893206502099325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869609512574822952/posts/default/1754893206502099325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ishivsharma.blogspot.com/2009/05/happy-mothers-day.html' title='&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Happy Mother&apos;s Day...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;'/><author><name>Ishita Sharma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09028553038136418059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Z1Fz-Q4KSA/ScCy1vCT0xI/AAAAAAAAACI/uVeLPFsJWFs/S220/images1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4869609512574822952.post-6984775596795905854</id><published>2009-05-01T03:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T03:44:58.265-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Divorce...after the jubilee celebrations...it's funny</title><content type='html'>Thinking of divorces after the jubilee celebrations I am reminded of the following story: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After 25 years of marriage, a husband said he wanted a divorce. His wife was stunned. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But darling, she pleaded, how could you want to divorce me after all we`ve been through together? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(1) how just after we met, you caught malaria and nearly died, but I looked after you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then &lt;br /&gt;(2)when your family was wiped out in a tornado, I was there for you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then &lt;br /&gt;(3)when you were falsely accused of armed robbery, I stood by you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then &lt;br /&gt;(4)when you lost 50,000 USD on the horses, I sympathized with you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And&lt;br /&gt;(5) when that fire destroyed your office, I comforted you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4869609512574822952-6984775596795905854?l=ishivsharma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ishivsharma.blogspot.com/feeds/6984775596795905854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ishivsharma.blogspot.com/2009/05/divorceafter-jubilee-celebrationsits.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869609512574822952/posts/default/6984775596795905854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869609512574822952/posts/default/6984775596795905854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ishivsharma.blogspot.com/2009/05/divorceafter-jubilee-celebrationsits.html' title='&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Divorce...after the jubilee celebrations...it&apos;s funny&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;'/><author><name>Ishita Sharma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09028553038136418059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Z1Fz-Q4KSA/ScCy1vCT0xI/AAAAAAAAACI/uVeLPFsJWFs/S220/images1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4869609512574822952.post-8801222560163459767</id><published>2009-04-27T03:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T03:39:51.888-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='India'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Indian..'/><title type='text'>Where is Indian???</title><content type='html'>AN AMERICAN VISITED INDIA AND WENT BACK TO AMERICA WHERE HE MET HIS INDIAN FRIEND WHO ASKED HIM &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW DID U FIND MY COUNTRY &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE AMERICAN SAID IT IS A GREAT COUNTRY WITH SOLID ANCIENT HISTORY &lt;br /&gt;AND IMMENSELY RICH WITH NATURAL RESOURCES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE INDIAN FRIEND THEN ASKED ….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW DID U FIND INDIANS …….??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INDIANS?? &lt;br /&gt;WHO INDIANS??&lt;br /&gt;I DIDNT FIND OR MEET A SINGLE INDIAN &lt;br /&gt;THERE IN INDIA…….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT NONSENSE?? &lt;br /&gt;WHO ELSE CAN U MEET IN INDIA THEN……??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE AMERICAN SAID ……..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IN KASHMIR I MET A KASHMIRI–&lt;br /&gt;IN PUNJAB A PANJABI—–&lt;br /&gt;IN BIHAR,MAHARASTRA, BENGAL,TAMILNADU &lt;br /&gt;I MET A BIHARI,MARATHI, BENGALI,TAMILIAN………&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEN I MET &lt;br /&gt;A MUSLIM,&lt;br /&gt;A CHRISTIAN,&lt;br /&gt;A JAIN,&lt;br /&gt;A BUDDHIST &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND MANY MANY MANY MORE &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT NOT A SINGLE INDIAN DID I MEET&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;…………………………………………………………..&lt;br /&gt;THINK HOW SERIOUS THIS JOKE IS……………..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE DAY WOULD NOT BE FAR OFF WHEN INDEED WE WOULD &lt;br /&gt;BECOME A COLLECTION OF NATION STATES AS SOME &lt;br /&gt;REGIONAL ANTI-NATIONAL POLITICIANS WANT ... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FIGHT BACK - &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALWAYS SAY HUM HINDUSTANI/INDIAN HAI……..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JAI HIND……….&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4869609512574822952-8801222560163459767?l=ishivsharma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ishivsharma.blogspot.com/feeds/8801222560163459767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ishivsharma.blogspot.com/2009/04/where-is-indain.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869609512574822952/posts/default/8801222560163459767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869609512574822952/posts/default/8801222560163459767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ishivsharma.blogspot.com/2009/04/where-is-indain.html' title='&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Where is Indian???&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;'/><author><name>Ishita Sharma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09028553038136418059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Z1Fz-Q4KSA/ScCy1vCT0xI/AAAAAAAAACI/uVeLPFsJWFs/S220/images1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4869609512574822952.post-6338510531240478369</id><published>2009-04-21T03:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T23:33:38.885-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life facts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='GOD'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blessings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Lord Krishna…</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;There are some interesting facts about life.&lt;/em&gt;..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked Lord Krishna to do away with my vices&lt;br /&gt;Krishna said:They are not there for me to take them away. They are there for you to resist them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked Lord Krishna to complete my body&lt;br /&gt;Krishna said:Your spirit is complete, your body is only temporary &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked Lord Krishna to give me patience&lt;br /&gt;Krishna said:Patience is a byproduct of difficulties. It is not given but learned&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked Lord Krishna to give me happiness&lt;br /&gt;Krishna said:I give blessings. Happiness depends upon you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked Lord Krishna to relieve me of pain&lt;br /&gt;Krishna said:Suffering makes you go far away from this world and brings you nearer to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked Lord Krishna to make my spirit grow&lt;br /&gt;Krishna said:You have to grow by yourself! But I will prune you to make you bear fruit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked Lord Krishna for the things that would make me like life&lt;br /&gt;Krishna said:I will give you life, so you can enjoy all those things&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked Lord Krishna to help me LOVE others, like He loves me&lt;br /&gt;Krishna said: ohhh,you finally got the idea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“To the world you may mean just a person, but to a person you may mean the world”&lt;br /&gt;Do not judge to not be judged. Understand what is happening and you will be blessed&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4869609512574822952-6338510531240478369?l=ishivsharma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ishivsharma.blogspot.com/feeds/6338510531240478369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ishivsharma.blogspot.com/2009/04/lord-krishna.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869609512574822952/posts/default/6338510531240478369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869609512574822952/posts/default/6338510531240478369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ishivsharma.blogspot.com/2009/04/lord-krishna.html' title='Lord Krishna…'/><author><name>Ishita Sharma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09028553038136418059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Z1Fz-Q4KSA/ScCy1vCT0xI/AAAAAAAAACI/uVeLPFsJWFs/S220/images1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4869609512574822952.post-7181533660207977130</id><published>2009-04-16T03:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T03:53:49.556-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Young Woman....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0Z1Fz-Q4KSA/SecOKb2UlqI/AAAAAAAAAC0/oSEbX5mQXw4/s1600-h/images1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 99px; height: 135px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0Z1Fz-Q4KSA/SecOKb2UlqI/AAAAAAAAAC0/oSEbX5mQXw4/s320/images1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325240656825980578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A young woman went to her mother and told her about her life and how things were so hard for her. She did not know how she was going to make it and wanted to give up, She was tired of fighting and struggling. It seemed as one problem was solved, a new one arose. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her mother took her to the kitchen. She filled three pots with water and placed each on a high fire. Soon the pots came to boil. In the first she placed carrots, in the second she placed eggs, and in the last she placed ground coffee beans. She let them sit and boil; without saying a word. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In about twenty minutes she turned off the burners. She fished the carrots out and placed them in a bowl. She pulled the eggs out and placed them in a bowl. Then she ladled the coffee out and placed it in a bowl. Turning to her daughter, she asked, ` Tell me what you see.` &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;`Carrots, eggs, and coffee,` she replied.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her mother brought her closer and asked her to feel the carrots. She did and noted that they were soft. The mother then asked the daughter to take an egg and break it. After pulling off the shell, she observed the hard boiled egg. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, the mother asked the daughter to sip the coffee. The daughter smiled as she tasted its rich aroma. The daughter then asked, `What does it mean, mother?` &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her mother explained that each of these objects had faced the same adversity: boiling water. Each reacted differently. The carrot went in strong, hard, and unrelenting. However, after being subjected to the boiling water, it softened and became weak.. The egg had been fragile. Its thin outer shell had protected its liquid interior, but after sitting through the boiling water, its inside became hardened. The ground coffee beans were unique, however. After they were in the boiling water, they had changed the water. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;`Which are you?` she asked her daughter. `When adversity knocks on your door, how do you respond? Are you a carrot, an egg or a coffee bean? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think of this: Which am I? Am I the carrot that seems strong, but with pain and adversity do I wilt and become soft and lose my strength? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I the egg that starts with a malleable heart, but changes with the heat? Did I have a fluid spirit, but after a death, a breakup, a financial hardship or some other trial, have I become hardened and stiff? Does my shell look the same, but on the inside am I bitter and tough with a stiff spirit and hardened heart? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or am I like the coffee bean? The bean actually changes the hot water, the very circumstance that brings the pain. When the water gets hot, it releases the fragrance and flavor. If you are like the bean, when thi ngs are at their worst, you get better and change the situation around you. When the hour is the darkest and trials are their greatest do you elevate yourself to another level? How do you handle adversity? Are you a carrot, an egg or a coffee bean? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May you have enough happiness to make you sweet, enough trials to make you strong, enough sorrow to keep you human and enough hope to make you happy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The happiest of people don`t necessarily have the best of everything; they just make the most of everything that comes along their way. The brightest future will always be based on a forgotten past; you can`t go forward in life until you let go of your past failures and heartaches. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you were born, you were crying and everyone around you was smiling. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Live your life so at the end, you`re the one who is smiling and everyone around you is crying&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/4869609512574822952-7181533660207977130?l=ishivsharma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ishivsharma.blogspot.com/feeds/7181533660207977130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ishivsharma.blogspot.com/2009/04/young-woman.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869609512574822952/posts/default/7181533660207977130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869609512574822952/posts/default/7181533660207977130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ishivsharma.blogspot.com/2009/04/young-woman.html' title='&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;A Young Woman....&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;'/><author><name>Ishita Sharma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09028553038136418059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Z1Fz-Q4KSA/ScCy1vCT0xI/AAAAAAAAACI/uVeLPFsJWFs/S220/images1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0Z1Fz-Q4KSA/SecOKb2UlqI/AAAAAAAAAC0/oSEbX5mQXw4/s72-c/images1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4869609512574822952.post-8268496651704029089</id><published>2009-04-12T21:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T21:50:30.614-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sensex Fundamentals'/><title type='text'>Sensex...Some interesting facts...</title><content type='html'>The Sensex levels are hypothetical(not given in the graph). The greed and fear graph in textual form is written below:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Point 1 on the graph (Sensex at 12000): Ah! I should buy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Point 2 on the graph (Sensex at 16500): Wait and watch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Point 3 on the graph (Sensex at 14500): The price is falling, I will wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Point 4 on the graph (Sensex at 18000): Uff!, I missed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Point 5 on the graph (Sensex at 20000): I can’t wait. All my friends have already bought. Buy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Point 6 on the graph (Sensex at 21000): Wow, what a great pick!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Point 7 on the graph (Sensex at 14000): No problem, fundamentals are very strong. Let me double at this price.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Point 8 on the graph (Sensex at 12000): I am a long term investor, nothing to worry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Point 9 on the graph (Sensex at 10000): There is something wrong. Should I sell and enter at lower price? What are government and SEBI doing about small investor like me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Point 10 on the graph (Sensex at 9000): I can not wait, sell!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Point 11 on the graph (Sensex at 8000): Thank God. I got out in time. I will never buy stock again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Point 12 on the graph (Sensex at 9800): Fundamentals are bad. There is no justification in the rise. I will keep out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Point 13 on the graph (Sensex at 9200): I told you. It will fall further.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Point 14 on the graph (Sensex at 14000): It seems the economy is doing very well. Should I buy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Point 15 on the graph (Sensex at 20000): Bought&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Point 16 on the graph (Sensex at 12800): I need a trustworthy advisor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Moral: Be greedy when others are fearful; be fearful when others are greedy.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4869609512574822952-8268496651704029089?l=ishivsharma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ishivsharma.blogspot.com/feeds/8268496651704029089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ishivsharma.blogspot.com/2009/04/sensexsome-interesting-facts.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869609512574822952/posts/default/8268496651704029089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869609512574822952/posts/default/8268496651704029089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ishivsharma.blogspot.com/2009/04/sensexsome-interesting-facts.html' title='&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sensex...Some interesting facts...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;'/><author><name>Ishita Sharma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09028553038136418059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Z1Fz-Q4KSA/ScCy1vCT0xI/AAAAAAAAACI/uVeLPFsJWFs/S220/images1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4869609512574822952.post-1439382399605420164</id><published>2009-04-12T21:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T21:48:28.284-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Savings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Earnings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Investments'/><title type='text'>Savings &amp; Investments....</title><content type='html'>"Hard work : All hard work bring a profit, but mere talk leads only to poverty."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Laziness : A sleeping lobster is carried away by the water current."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Earnings : Never depend on a single source of income..[At least make your Investments get you second earning]"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Spending : If you buy things you don`t need, you`ll soon sell things you need."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Savings : Don`t save what is left after spending; Spend what is left after saving."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Borrowings : The borrower becomes the lender`s slave.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Accounting : It`s no use carrying an umbrella, if your shoes are leaking."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Auditing : Beware of little expenses; A small leak can sink a large ship."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Risk-taking : Never test the depth of the river with both feet. [Have an alternate plan ready]"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Investment : Don`t put all your eggs in one basket."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4869609512574822952-1439382399605420164?l=ishivsharma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ishivsharma.blogspot.com/feeds/1439382399605420164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ishivsharma.blogspot.com/2009/04/savings-investments.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869609512574822952/posts/default/1439382399605420164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869609512574822952/posts/default/1439382399605420164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ishivsharma.blogspot.com/2009/04/savings-investments.html' title='&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Savings &amp; Investments....&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;'/><author><name>Ishita Sharma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09028553038136418059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Z1Fz-Q4KSA/ScCy1vCT0xI/AAAAAAAAACI/uVeLPFsJWFs/S220/images1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4869609512574822952.post-4056413236582555383</id><published>2009-04-09T22:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T22:56:11.382-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='GOD'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>A chat with GOD..........</title><content type='html'>A chat with GOD,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Pinged Me..............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is an excellent conversation between 'God' and the unknown 'Me'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; God: Hello. Did you call me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Me: Called you? No...  Who is this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; God: This is GOD. I  heard your prayers. So I thought I will chat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Me: I do pray. Just makes me feel good. I am actually busy now. I am&lt;br /&gt;in the midst of  something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; God: What are you busy at?  Ants are busy too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Me: Don't know. But I   can't find free time. Life has become hectic.&lt;br /&gt;It's  rush hour all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; God: Sure. Activity gets  you busy. But productivity gets you&lt;br /&gt;results. Activity consumes time. Productivity frees it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Me: I understand. But I  still can't figure out. By the way, I was&lt;br /&gt;not expecting YOU to buzz me on instant messaging chat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; God: Well I wanted to  resolve your fight for time, by giving you&lt;br /&gt;some clarity. In  this net era, I wanted to reach you through the&lt;br /&gt;medium you  are comfortable with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Me: Tell me, why has life  become complicated now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; God: Stop analyzing life.  Just live it. Analysis is what makes it complicated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Me: why are we then  constantly unhappy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; God: Your today is the  tomorrow that you worried about yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;You are worrying  because you are analyzing. Worrying has become your&lt;br /&gt;habit.&lt;br /&gt; That's why you are not happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Me: But how can we not  worry when there is so much uncertainty?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; God: Uncertainty is  inevitable, but worrying is optional.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Me: But then, there is so  much pain due to uncertainty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; God: Pain is inevitable  able, but suffering is optional.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Me: If suffering is  optional, why do good people always suffer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; God: Diamond cannot be  polished without friction. Gold cannot be&lt;br /&gt;purified without  fire. Good people go through trials, but don't&lt;br /&gt;suffer.&lt;br /&gt; With that experience their life become better not bitter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Me: You mean to say such  experience is useful?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; God: Yes. In every term,  Experience is a hard teacher. She gives the&lt;br /&gt;test first and  the lessons afterwards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Me: But still, why should  we go through such tests? Why can't we be&lt;br /&gt;free from  problems?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; God:  Problems are Purposeful Roadblocks Offering Beneficial  Lessons&lt;br /&gt;(to) Enhance Mental Strength. Inner strength comes&lt;br /&gt; from struggle and endurance, not when you are free from  problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Me: Frankly in the midst  of so many problems, we don't know where we&lt;br /&gt;are  heading...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; God: If you look outside  you will not know where you are heading.&lt;br /&gt;Look inside.  Looking outside, you dream. Looking inside, you awaken.&lt;br /&gt;Eyes&lt;br /&gt; provide sight. Heart provides insight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Me: Sometimes not  succeeding fast seems to hurt more than moving in&lt;br /&gt;the right  direction. What should I do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; God: Success is a measure  as decided by others. Satisfaction is a&lt;br /&gt;measure as decided  by you. Knowing the road ahead is more satisfying&lt;br /&gt;than&lt;br /&gt; knowing you road ahead. You work with the compass. Let  others work&lt;br /&gt;with the clock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Me: In tough times, how  do you stay motivated?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; God: Always look at how far you have come rather than how far you&lt;br /&gt;have to go. Always  count your blessing, not what you are missing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Me: What surprises you  about people?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; God: When they suffer they  ask, "why me?" When they prosper, they&lt;br /&gt;never ask  "Why me". Everyone wishes to have truth on their&lt;br /&gt; side, but few want to be on the side of the truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Me: Sometimes I ask, who  I am, why am I here. I can't get the answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; God: Seek not to find who  you are, but to determine who you want to&lt;br /&gt;be. Stop looking  for a purpose as to why you are here. Create it.&lt;br /&gt;Life is not&lt;br /&gt; merely a process of discovery but a process of co-creation.&lt;br /&gt; You are my co-creator.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Me: How can I get the  best out of life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; God: Face your past without  regret. Handle your present with&lt;br /&gt;confidence. Prepare for the  future without fear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Me: One last question. Sometimes I feel my prayers are not answered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  God: There are no  unanswered prayers. At times the answer is NO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Me: Thank you for this  wonderful chat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; God: Well. Keep the faith  and drop the fear. Don't believe your&lt;br /&gt;doubts and doubt  your beliefs. Life is a mystery to solve not a&lt;br /&gt;problem to&lt;br /&gt; resolve. Trust me. Life is wonderful if you know how to  live. "Life&lt;br /&gt;is not measured by the number of breaths we&lt;br /&gt; take but by the moments that took our breath  away!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4869609512574822952-4056413236582555383?l=ishivsharma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ishivsharma.blogspot.com/feeds/4056413236582555383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ishivsharma.blogspot.com/2009/04/chat-with-god.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869609512574822952/posts/default/4056413236582555383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869609512574822952/posts/default/4056413236582555383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ishivsharma.blogspot.com/2009/04/chat-with-god.html' title='&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;A chat with GOD..........&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;'/><author><name>Ishita Sharma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09028553038136418059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Z1Fz-Q4KSA/ScCy1vCT0xI/AAAAAAAAACI/uVeLPFsJWFs/S220/images1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4869609512574822952.post-825817183849386680</id><published>2009-04-07T22:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T22:24:20.564-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Girl'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Woman'/><title type='text'>THE WOMAN IN YOUR LIFE ........ </title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;*The woman in your life...very well expressed... &lt;/span&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow you may get a working woman, but you should marry her with these facts as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a girl, who is as much educated as you are; Who is earning almost as much as you do;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One, who has dreams and aspirations just as you have because she is as human as you are;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One, who has never entered the kitchen in her life just like you or your Sister haven't, as she was busy in studies and competing in a system that gives no special concession to girls for their culinary achievements&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One, who has lived and loved her parents &amp; brothers &amp; sisters, almost as much as you do for 20-25 years of her life;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One, who has bravely agreed to leave behind all that, her home, people who love her, to adopt your home, your family, your ways and even your family, name&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One, who is somehow expected to be a master-chef from day #1, while you sleep oblivious to her predicament in her new circumstances, environment and that kitchen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One, who is expected to make the tea, first thing in the morning and cook food at the end of the day, even if she is as tired as you are, maybe more, and yet never ever expected to complain; to be a servant, a cook, a mother, a wife, even if she doesn't want to; and is learning just like you are as to what you want from her; and is clumsy and sloppy at times and knows that you won't like it if she is too demanding, or if she learns faster than you;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One, who has her own set of friends, and that includes boys and even men at her workplace too, those, who she knows from school days and yet is willing to put all that on the back-burners to avoid your irrational jealousy, unnecessary competition and your inherent insecurities;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, she can drink and dance just as well as you can, but won't, simply Because you won't like it, even though you say otherwise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One, who can be late from work once in a while when deadlines, just like yours, are to be met;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One, who is doing her level best and wants to make this most important, relationship in her entire life a grand success, if you just help her some and trust her;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One, who just wants one thing from you, as you are the only one she knows in your entire house - your unstinted support, your sensitivities and most importantly - your understanding, or love, if you may call it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But not many guys understand this......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please appreciate* "HER" *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you will do....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4869609512574822952-825817183849386680?l=ishivsharma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ishivsharma.blogspot.com/feeds/825817183849386680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ishivsharma.blogspot.com/2009/04/woman-in-your-life.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869609512574822952/posts/default/825817183849386680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869609512574822952/posts/default/825817183849386680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ishivsharma.blogspot.com/2009/04/woman-in-your-life.html' title='&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;THE WOMAN IN YOUR LIFE ........ &lt;/I&gt;&lt;/b&gt;'/><author><name>Ishita Sharma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09028553038136418059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Z1Fz-Q4KSA/ScCy1vCT0xI/AAAAAAAAACI/uVeLPFsJWFs/S220/images1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4869609512574822952.post-8427471340027154491</id><published>2009-04-01T00:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T00:36:09.745-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Maa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mataraani'/><title type='text'>Mataraniye…</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Z1Fz-Q4KSA/SdMYquJ6OGI/AAAAAAAAACo/ZtD4gaBoBus/s1600-h/Durga.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 318px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Z1Fz-Q4KSA/SdMYquJ6OGI/AAAAAAAAACo/ZtD4gaBoBus/s320/Durga.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319622707077855330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Navratre to all…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May ‘Maa’ bless everybody, Maa always attracts me towards her, she is like a blessing on me and u know I talk to her like a friend whenever I feel confused and have some problem, as she suggest me the path to choose…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Navratre’s time is awesome time…it’s a festival of my Goddess …I enjoy this time a lot…with a lot of pujans, meethe bhajans of matarani..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people from surroundings always say, you don’t hear bhajans daily, in navratre u remember ‘maa’...but they don’t know, maa always with me, and  I do pujans…but this duration is my most favorite fest and like to enjoy this most…as I can. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tu sone ke chattron waali hai….tere dwar ka maiya kya kehna...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sachiyan jyotaan waali maata…teri sada hi jai….Sone ke chattron waali maa…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teri sada hi jai….JAI MATA DI…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like to request to every devotee of ‘Matarani’ to comment on this Navaratre special… Pls continue...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4869609512574822952-8427471340027154491?l=ishivsharma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ishivsharma.blogspot.com/feeds/8427471340027154491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ishivsharma.blogspot.com/2009/04/mataraniye.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869609512574822952/posts/default/8427471340027154491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869609512574822952/posts/default/8427471340027154491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ishivsharma.blogspot.com/2009/04/mataraniye.html' title='Mataraniye…'/><author><name>Ishita Sharma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09028553038136418059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Z1Fz-Q4KSA/ScCy1vCT0xI/AAAAAAAAACI/uVeLPFsJWFs/S220/images1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Z1Fz-Q4KSA/SdMYquJ6OGI/AAAAAAAAACo/ZtD4gaBoBus/s72-c/Durga.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4869609512574822952.post-8346789658845243281</id><published>2009-03-26T03:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T03:10:51.383-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Some Inspirational Quotes... -II</title><content type='html'>"Don't say you don't have enough time. You have exactly the&lt;br /&gt;same number of hours per day that were given to Helen Keller,&lt;br /&gt;Pasteur, Michelangelo, Mother Teresa, Leonardo da Vinci,&lt;br /&gt;Thomas Jefferson, and Albert Einstein."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You were born an original. Don't die a copy."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Bringing up a family should be an adventure, not an anxious&lt;br /&gt;discipline in which everybody is constantly graded for&lt;br /&gt;performance."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The gem cannot be polished without friction, nor man&lt;br /&gt;perfected without trials."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Want to improve your relationships? See love as a verb rather&lt;br /&gt;than as a feeling."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Interestingly, koi, when put in a fish bowl, will only grow&lt;br /&gt;up to three inches. When this same fish is placed in a large&lt;br /&gt;tank, it will grow to about nine inches long. In a pond koi&lt;br /&gt;can reach lengths of eighteen inches. Amazingly, when placed&lt;br /&gt;in a lake, koi can grow to three feet long. The metaphor is&lt;br /&gt;obvious. You are limited by how you see the world."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I don't know the key to success, but the key to failure is&lt;br /&gt;trying to please everybody."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Even if you're on the right track, you'll get run over if you&lt;br /&gt;just sit there."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"May we never let the things we can't have, or don't have, or&lt;br /&gt;shouldn't have, spoil our enjoyment of the things we do have&lt;br /&gt;and can have. As we value our happiness let us not forget it,&lt;br /&gt;for one of the greatest lessons in life is learning to be&lt;br /&gt;happy without the things we cannot or should not have."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"A man can't make a place for himself in the sun if he keeps&lt;br /&gt;taking refuge under the family tree."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We come to love not by finding a perfect person, but by&lt;br /&gt;learning to see an imperfect person perfectly."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4869609512574822952-8346789658845243281?l=ishivsharma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ishivsharma.blogspot.com/feeds/8346789658845243281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ishivsharma.blogspot.com/2009/03/some-inspirational-quotes-ii.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869609512574822952/posts/default/8346789658845243281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869609512574822952/posts/default/8346789658845243281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ishivsharma.blogspot.com/2009/03/some-inspirational-quotes-ii.html' title='&lt;i&gt;Some Inspirational Quotes... -II&lt;/i&gt;'/><author><name>Ishita Sharma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09028553038136418059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Z1Fz-Q4KSA/ScCy1vCT0xI/AAAAAAAAACI/uVeLPFsJWFs/S220/images1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4869609512574822952.post-2616690326335685367</id><published>2009-03-18T01:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T01:58:36.701-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inspirational Quotes'/><title type='text'>Some Inspirational Quotes...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;There are some inspirational quotes for my all friends:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"There are no such things as limits to growth, because there&lt;br /&gt;are no limits to the human capacity for intelligence,&lt;br /&gt;imagination, and wonder."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Now is the accepted time, not tomorrow, not some more&lt;br /&gt;convenient season. It is today that our best work can be done&lt;br /&gt;and not some future day or future year. It is today that we&lt;br /&gt;fit ourselves for the greater usefulness of tomorrow. Today is&lt;br /&gt;the seed time, now are the hours of work, and tomorrow comes&lt;br /&gt;the harvest and the playtime."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"When I stand before God at the end of my life, I would hope&lt;br /&gt;that I would not have a single bit of talent left and could&lt;br /&gt;say: I used everything you gave me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The grand essentials of happiness are: something to do,&lt;br /&gt;something to love, and something to hope for."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The time you enjoy wasting is not wasted time."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Remember, if you ever need a helping hand, it's at the end of&lt;br /&gt;your arm. As you get older, remember you have another hand:&lt;br /&gt;the first is to help yourself, the second is to help others."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"If you put all your strength and faith and vigor into a job&lt;br /&gt;and try to do the best you can, the money will come."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The measure of success is not whether you have a tough&lt;br /&gt;problem to deal with, but whether it is the same problem you&lt;br /&gt;had last year."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Everyone is shy --- it is the inborn modesty that makes us&lt;br /&gt;able to live in harmony with other creatures and our fellows.&lt;br /&gt;Achievement comes not by denying shyness but, occasionally, by&lt;br /&gt;setting it aside and letting pride and perspiration come&lt;br /&gt;first."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Every action of our lives touches on some chord that will&lt;br /&gt;vibrate in eternity."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"One thing young people have to always keep in mind when&lt;br /&gt;deciding what they want to do with their lives is, is it fun?&lt;br /&gt;Is it something that I'm interested in? Is it something I enjoy?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Here's what I tell anybody and this is what I believe. The&lt;br /&gt;greatest gift we have is the gift of life. We understand that.&lt;br /&gt;That comes from our Creator. We're given a body. Now you may&lt;br /&gt;not like it, but you can maximize that body the best it can be&lt;br /&gt;maximized."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;to be continued...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4869609512574822952-2616690326335685367?l=ishivsharma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ishivsharma.blogspot.com/feeds/2616690326335685367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ishivsharma.blogspot.com/2009/03/some-inspirational-quotes.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869609512574822952/posts/default/2616690326335685367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869609512574822952/posts/default/2616690326335685367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ishivsharma.blogspot.com/2009/03/some-inspirational-quotes.html' title='&lt;i&gt;Some Inspirational Quotes...&lt;/i&gt;'/><author><name>Ishita Sharma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09028553038136418059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Z1Fz-Q4KSA/ScCy1vCT0xI/AAAAAAAAACI/uVeLPFsJWFs/S220/images1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4869609512574822952.post-9193576374907621507</id><published>2009-03-16T02:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T03:09:56.839-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Sweet Journey...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0Z1Fz-Q4KSA/Sb4iJ9QLhnI/AAAAAAAAABw/2Q3NhnQCHyk/s1600-h/innermessage1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 169px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0Z1Fz-Q4KSA/Sb4iJ9QLhnI/AAAAAAAAABw/2Q3NhnQCHyk/s320/innermessage1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313722164800358002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From today morning, m trying to post something on my blog…but I was in confusion…ummmm…what should I write…about what…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After sometime when I was doing some chat with one of my friends, and during chat, suddenly I remember my sweet journey…&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;A journey from engagement to marriage…&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;..as he is also going thru' this phase of life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone go thru this phase… with some new feelings, new experience. There were so much experience I have gone thru’ in my journey… it was so nice time... and I think everyone should have some gap in their engagement and marriage..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all, the two needs some time for them. To understand each other’s attitude towards life, love, family…every aspect of life… it’s the time when love b/w them grows up and up… like a plant grows from a little seed…as well there are some quarrels also :)...but it was also very nice …when ur  loved one...calls u…or phir…pyar se aapko manaye... lovely na.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This period, if u are able to get this extreme beautiful time: is most pretty, enjoyable, beautiful and unforgettable time of your love life. After marriage when u r so busy with your career, family, relations, hardly found that much time with ur love(ur hubby), even everybody wants to bring back that time and also try to do it…but its not so easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If u got this time then the u will feel very lucky…that we got that time and enjoyed it a lot…When I sat in peace and alone(hardly get that moment :)u know what happens, always that lovely time floats again and again in front of my eyes.. when we talked so much in day/night, always a handsfree was in my ears, feels shivering and even could see on my arm while talking to him… :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most b’full moment that I remember from this journey… My hubby was working in Calcutta, how he managed to send gifts for me and also me, I tried first time “ Gajar ka Halwa” for him only and managed to send it in a lovely container for him. I also would like to thank one of his friend and my bro, for giving me this lovely moment, which will be most remember able for me….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone will have such experience in this sweet journey of their life...let’s share that moments with each other… Don’t u do that…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4869609512574822952-9193576374907621507?l=ishivsharma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ishivsharma.blogspot.com/feeds/9193576374907621507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ishivsharma.blogspot.com/2009/03/sweet-journey.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869609512574822952/posts/default/9193576374907621507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869609512574822952/posts/default/9193576374907621507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ishivsharma.blogspot.com/2009/03/sweet-journey.html' title='&lt;i&gt;A Sweet Journey...&lt;/i&gt;'/><author><name>Ishita Sharma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09028553038136418059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Z1Fz-Q4KSA/ScCy1vCT0xI/AAAAAAAAACI/uVeLPFsJWFs/S220/images1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0Z1Fz-Q4KSA/Sb4iJ9QLhnI/AAAAAAAAABw/2Q3NhnQCHyk/s72-c/innermessage1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4869609512574822952.post-2748837721160358815</id><published>2009-03-06T23:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T23:43:07.414-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gajni- know the meaning of love........</title><content type='html'>Last movie I have seen...was "Gajni"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After seeing promo's of gajni...i didn't want to see that movie desperately...as the promo's were full of hate &amp;amp; violence... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But...i went to PVR with my family... and u know...I liked that movie very much...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always prefer to see comedy or emotional movie....but in this, yet there was a lot of violence...but i liked that very much...It was so touching at heart....after all the hate &amp;amp; violence was just for love and love only... and u all will not believe, it was first movie of Aamir Khan that I have seen in PVR...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aamir Khan and Asin have done marvelous job....gr8....deserve a huge round of applause ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we try to pick our favorite scene from this..it will be much difficult for all...like me...Let's try to pick it....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried hard....but till now i am confuse between two sequence, to which i should declare my favorite sequence of love...pls help me out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) The scene...in which they both enter in their new flat...and made this moment so remember able...so that it will remain with same grace as today....even in their eve of life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was shooooooooo touching at heart...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) The scene in which Asin sales out her car... just for saving Aamir's mother and land...even this was not only a car for her..it was a milestone of her life that she has achieved by struggle in life.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, Aamir's love was so true...as he gain it when he was also struggling in front of Asin...and also proves his love...even after loosing his love.......it was only just for his love...........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's the true meaning of Love.....jisme aap apne pyaar k lye kch bhi kr skte ho....Am i right???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4869609512574822952-2748837721160358815?l=ishivsharma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ishivsharma.blogspot.com/feeds/2748837721160358815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ishivsharma.blogspot.com/2009/03/gajni-know-meaning-of-love.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869609512574822952/posts/default/2748837721160358815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869609512574822952/posts/default/2748837721160358815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ishivsharma.blogspot.com/2009/03/gajni-know-meaning-of-love.html' title='Gajni- know the meaning of love........'/><author><name>Ishita Sharma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09028553038136418059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Z1Fz-Q4KSA/ScCy1vCT0xI/AAAAAAAAACI/uVeLPFsJWFs/S220/images1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4869609512574822952.post-6331446002659697692</id><published>2009-03-06T23:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T23:14:50.515-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Hi Blog World..........</title><content type='html'>Let's step in...blog world...You all are with me na....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not too much fan of reading novels, blogs etc from my childhood.....but content full of emotions, love always attracts me...as i feel this life is too short and we can either fill it with hate &amp;amp; jealous OR love &amp;amp; care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I am just starting this  to share my views about any article, poem, movie jiska rishta dil, pyaar, dosto se ho...I hope you all....will enjoy my and my blog's company...and will leave your fair comment to them.....from direct dil se.....Let's start now....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4869609512574822952-6331446002659697692?l=ishivsharma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ishivsharma.blogspot.com/feeds/6331446002659697692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ishivsharma.blogspot.com/2009/03/hi-blog-world.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869609512574822952/posts/default/6331446002659697692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869609512574822952/posts/default/6331446002659697692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ishivsharma.blogspot.com/2009/03/hi-blog-world.html' title='Hi Blog World..........'/><author><name>Ishita Sharma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09028553038136418059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Z1Fz-Q4KSA/ScCy1vCT0xI/AAAAAAAAACI/uVeLPFsJWFs/S220/images1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry></feed>
