<?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-8297732527003035649</id><updated>2012-01-04T06:08:32.887-08:00</updated><category term='Familyz'/><category term='Now'/><category term='Kids'/><category term='Mysteryz'/><category term='Cartoonz'/><category term='Journeyz'/><category term='Flashbackz'/><category term='Marriagez'/><category term='Pets'/><category term='Daily stuffs'/><category term='Healthz'/><category term='Lifestylez'/><category term='Women and Men'/><category term='Indianz'/><category term='Officez'/><category term='Guyz'/><category term='World'/><category term='Friendz'/><category term='Moviez'/><category term='Jokez'/><category term='Peoplez'/><category term='Factz'/><category term='Myself'/><category term='Motivationz'/><category term='Work'/><category term='Womenz'/><category term='Hinduism'/><category term='Lovez'/><category term='Nonsensez'/><title type='text'>SassY LadY</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nithzroaming.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8297732527003035649/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nithzroaming.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Nithz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15697318027346506274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/Sc3gcrfSY0I/AAAAAAAAAJs/E3UhAO7vHsg/S220/me.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>50</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8297732527003035649.post-3359061065375391382</id><published>2011-05-16T07:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-16T08:00:01.025-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Marriagez'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lovez'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lifestylez'/><title type='text'>Married..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-G2ENFZAOcZM/TdE6UUYI_-I/AAAAAAAAAU0/-zJVp4Jy-Fc/s1600/11_70_36_100.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607327131794735074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 224px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-G2ENFZAOcZM/TdE6UUYI_-I/AAAAAAAAAU0/-zJVp4Jy-Fc/s320/11_70_36_100.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;In &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;your married life there comes a stage when couples hardly feel romantic and convey their inner feelings to one another. They start taking one another for granted and whatever they say or do they think that the idea behind it is implied and need not be conveyed in words to make out that they love one another. By this I mean that couples don't say words like &lt;strong&gt;'I Love You'&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;'I am Sorry'&lt;/strong&gt; anymore and thus in a way the excitement in the relationship dies out with frustration creeping in. No matter how strong your relationship is it is very important to keep the marriage alive and exciting, that you have to feel more caring and loving towards your partner and express yourself through words. It's a fact that at the beginning of our relationships, we send cards describing our love and send flowers when we are sorry. Over time, not only do we forget to give our partners small gifts of affection, but sometimes, we forget to say how we feel. There are a few magic words that we must try to say to our loved ones every day or whenever appropriate. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I Love You&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Saying these words will not only make you feel good but will give your partner a sense of security and happiness. Say these words before leaving for work and when you come home. Say, "I love you" before hanging up the phone or after a particularly inspiring conversation. Every marriage needs a daily dose of these three important words. Even if you are angry with your partner but saying these magic words will make you forget everything and make both of you happy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You are beautiful/cute&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You are beautiful/cute Or sweet, handsome, sexy - whichever words are appropriate. When we first start dating, we compliment our partner daily but after marriage we think that it is not required. But you are very much mistaken. It is always good to tell your partner how beautiful/handsome you think they are and how lucky you are that they are in your life. Women in particular need to be reminded, especially during pregnancy, after giving birth and on birthdays! Men also need to be told they are attractive, though they may not admit it! A compliment a day improves our intimate lives in ways we cannot even imagine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am sorry&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Never feel ashamed or egoistic to say these words for just these three words can make a world of difference. But when you say it, mean it. Don't say it if you just want to make the other person keep quite. And avoid the word "but"! This can kill our apology. To our lover's ears, "I'm sorry but…" translates to "I'm not really sorry, and I am just saying I'm sorry to allow myself to give an excuse." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I need you&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You need to tell your partner how important he/she is for you. We need to let our spouse know that we not only appreciate them, but we need them to be with us in our life and life without them is incomplete. Make it more romantic by sending them an e-mail describing how impossible it is to live without them or write them a note and slip it into their briefcase, lunch box or purse. Just like women need to hear they are still attractive, men particularly need to know their wives depend on them..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thank You&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Make it a point to thank your spouse for every nice thing that he does. Why do we thank the cashier at the super-market or the librarian or the liftman or our friends and never thank our partner. Thank your spouse for making dinner, washing dishes, helping the kids with studies and preparing the kids for school in the morning. Thank your partner for bringing home a paycheck, buying your favourite desert and coming home early. Be romantic and send your spouse an e-card or put a sticky note on the bathroom mirror thanking him for everything and for coming into your life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8297732527003035649-3359061065375391382?l=nithzroaming.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nithzroaming.blogspot.com/feeds/3359061065375391382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nithzroaming.blogspot.com/2011/05/married.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8297732527003035649/posts/default/3359061065375391382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8297732527003035649/posts/default/3359061065375391382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nithzroaming.blogspot.com/2011/05/married.html' title='Married..'/><author><name>Nithz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15697318027346506274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/Sc3gcrfSY0I/AAAAAAAAAJs/E3UhAO7vHsg/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-G2ENFZAOcZM/TdE6UUYI_-I/AAAAAAAAAU0/-zJVp4Jy-Fc/s72-c/11_70_36_100.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8297732527003035649.post-1868801013438827530</id><published>2010-09-05T07:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-05T07:56:45.712-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lovez'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Myself'/><title type='text'>YoU ..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/TIOtQqy-JGI/AAAAAAAAAUY/4aiuF0Fk_z4/s1600/love-you-.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513440870709208162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 257px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/TIOtQqy-JGI/AAAAAAAAAUY/4aiuF0Fk_z4/s320/love-you-.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YOU..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Whisper sounds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;that comfort,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;that soothe the soul &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;and float softly into my mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Your words&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;wrap around my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;and sizzle into my nerves&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;warming my body.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It’s delicious.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Arms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;contain my feelings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;and slide them into their&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;own hearts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We fly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You hold me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;make your little humming noises&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;you tuck your face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;between my neck and shoulder.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It’s warm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You rock us,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;back and forth,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;back and forth…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Like dancing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My heart reaches out,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;to touch yours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;A hushed love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;flows briefly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Then you let go, to join the game.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I’m alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Before you leave,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;you look at me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Your eyes are crystals,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;they sparkle as they&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;hold my gaze.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;They’re beautiful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You smile,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;lifting my spirits and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;warming me again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My heart flips,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I love it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And as you stand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;a few feet away,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I watch your movements.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I’m waiting for you to get out,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;so you can&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hug Me Again!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8297732527003035649-1868801013438827530?l=nithzroaming.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nithzroaming.blogspot.com/feeds/1868801013438827530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nithzroaming.blogspot.com/2010/09/you.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8297732527003035649/posts/default/1868801013438827530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8297732527003035649/posts/default/1868801013438827530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nithzroaming.blogspot.com/2010/09/you.html' title='YoU ..'/><author><name>Nithz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15697318027346506274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/Sc3gcrfSY0I/AAAAAAAAAJs/E3UhAO7vHsg/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/TIOtQqy-JGI/AAAAAAAAAUY/4aiuF0Fk_z4/s72-c/love-you-.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8297732527003035649.post-1723696024452021598</id><published>2010-08-24T07:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-30T07:09:22.042-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lifestylez'/><title type='text'>Rules in Office..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/THu6_7vCP4I/AAAAAAAAAUQ/L_JYsPEeF7E/s1600/get_a_dog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511204176547430274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/THu6_7vCP4I/AAAAAAAAAUQ/L_JYsPEeF7E/s320/get_a_dog.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Rule 1. - The Boss is always right. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Rule 2. - If the Boss is wrong, see rule 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Those who work get more work. Others get pay, perks, and promotions. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ph.D. stands for "Pull Him Down". The more intelligent a person, the more hardworking a person, the more committed a person; the more number of persons are engaged in pulling that person down. If you are good, you will get all the work. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;If you are really good, you will get out of it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;When the Bosses talk about improving productivity, they are never talking about themselves. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It doesn't matter what you do, it only matters what you say you've done and what you are going to do. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;A pat on the back is only a few centimeters from a kick in the butt. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Don't be irreplaceable. If you can't be replaced, you can't be promoted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The more crap you put up with, the more crap you are going to get. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;If at first you don't succeed, try again. Then quit. No use being a damn fool about it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;When you don't know what to do, walk fast and look worried. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Following the rules will not get the job done. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;If it weren't for the last minute, nothing would get done. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Everything can be filed under "Miscellaneous". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;No matter how much you do, you never do enough. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You can do any amount of work provided it isn't the work you are supposed to be doing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;In order to get a promotion, you need not necessarily know your job. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;In order to get a promotion, you only need to pretend that you know your job. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The last person that quit or was fired will be held responsible for everything that goes wrong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8297732527003035649-1723696024452021598?l=nithzroaming.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nithzroaming.blogspot.com/feeds/1723696024452021598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nithzroaming.blogspot.com/2010/08/rules-in-office.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8297732527003035649/posts/default/1723696024452021598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8297732527003035649/posts/default/1723696024452021598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nithzroaming.blogspot.com/2010/08/rules-in-office.html' title='Rules in Office..'/><author><name>Nithz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15697318027346506274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/Sc3gcrfSY0I/AAAAAAAAAJs/E3UhAO7vHsg/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/THu6_7vCP4I/AAAAAAAAAUQ/L_JYsPEeF7E/s72-c/get_a_dog.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8297732527003035649.post-1048220228533007258</id><published>2010-07-09T22:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-09T22:28:09.158-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Women and Men'/><title type='text'>8 Things Women Wish Men Knew..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/TDgDTMXzbiI/AAAAAAAAAUA/3A2_nfUDROE/s1600/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492143373851782690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 291px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 356px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/TDgDTMXzbiI/AAAAAAAAAUA/3A2_nfUDROE/s320/images.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Let's face it, men and women are different. Men and women are different physically as well as psychologically. Men and women are different but there is one thing, however, that they have in common and that is, that both are at a loss when it comes to understanding their opposite. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Sometimes our differences can cause problems in our relationships. Below are eight possible wishes that women wish men knew about which can help men relate to women. Because I cannot speak for all women, the wishes below are from my perspective as a woman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;1. Wish men knew how we operateMen, it would be great if you could relate to us on an emotional level because that's how we express ourselves. Feeling is at the core of our being. Everything affects us in a feeling kind of way, such as, people, places, things and experiences. Since we are moved by feelings, we will react and express ourselves based on our feelings. We feel all kinds of feelings throughout our day, such as, happiness, sadness, worry, fear and anger. One minute, you may see us cry and the next minute, you may see us laughing. A dreary environment can also affect our feeling, that’s why we go out of our way to beautify our homes. Since our environment affects our feelings, it would be wise for you to take us out to beautiful places.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;2. Communication is important to us. We love to talk because it makes us feel connected. We need emotional connection and talking is how we get it. Talking also helps us to release our feelings. If we do not talk, we will become overwhelmed by feeling too many feelings. To connect with us, you need to communicate because silence to women, is a sign that something is wrong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;3. We love to feel cared for. We know how good it feels to be cared for from those we have cared for. Women love to be cared for. If a woman is sick, nurture her back to health, bring her some soup and help her with the chores that have been neglected. If a woman is upset, hold her and talk out her feelings with her, this will help her move on to happier feelings. Women also love to be touched in a non sexual way. They love holding hands and to be held and cuddled too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;4. We love appreciation. We show love for a man through our dedication. Women will do whatever it takes to give men all the comforts of home, such as, cooked meals, clean clothes, companionship, support, and keep the house clean. We work hard to provide you with the comforts of home and would love your appreciation. Please do not take our dedication for granted, please pick up after yourselves and put your dirty clothes in the hamper, otherwise we will feel like your mother instead of your wife, which will cause us act like your mother instead of your wife!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;5. Loyalty and respect are important to us. We work so hard to get your loyalty and respect by providing you with intimacy, companionship, emotional support, clean clothes, cooked meals and a clean bed. In order to have a successful relationship, both partners must be loyal and dedicated to each other. Please do not give your loyalty and dedication to another woman while we are loyal and dedicated to you, as this would be the ultimate betrayal for the years we have spent caring for you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;6. We don't like being controlled. Some men think that the only way they can feel powerful is by taking away the power of another. The problem with controlling men is that they use their power to benefit themselves at the expense of women. What good is the power of men if they are the only ones who benefit from it? Men, if you want to feel powerful, why not share your power with us so that we can benefit from it. You will feel more empowered by our appreciation!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;7. Why we love to shop. Women are gatherers. We shop to get things that are necessary to maintain the household, such as food, bath items, linens, cleaning supplies and clothing. Sometimes we go shopping with our friends just to socialize and keep up with the latest trends. If we spend money on ourselves, it is most likely because we want to beautify ourselves for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;8. We need men. We may not say it as often as we should but we really do need you. You possess gifts that we do not have. Because of your physical power, you have built us a home and a car to drive. Because of your physical power, you can move furniture to places we cannot and carry in more grocery bags from the car than we can. Because we lack physical power, we look to you for protection. Your physical power makes us feel safe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We not only witnessed your physical power by watching you build houses and lift heavy equipment, but we also experienced it, when you picked us up and carried us off to bed on our wedding night. The gifts that you possess are truly a gift to us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8297732527003035649-1048220228533007258?l=nithzroaming.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nithzroaming.blogspot.com/feeds/1048220228533007258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nithzroaming.blogspot.com/2010/07/8-things-women-wish-men-knew.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8297732527003035649/posts/default/1048220228533007258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8297732527003035649/posts/default/1048220228533007258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nithzroaming.blogspot.com/2010/07/8-things-women-wish-men-knew.html' title='8 Things Women Wish Men Knew..'/><author><name>Nithz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15697318027346506274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/Sc3gcrfSY0I/AAAAAAAAAJs/E3UhAO7vHsg/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/TDgDTMXzbiI/AAAAAAAAAUA/3A2_nfUDROE/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8297732527003035649.post-2181960985749593835</id><published>2010-05-20T07:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-20T07:41:08.169-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nonsensez'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Myself'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lifestylez'/><title type='text'>Cell phones..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/S_VEXOegYRI/AAAAAAAAATg/zki9QlQJeZ0/s1600/no-cell-phones.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473356087952433426" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 233px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 230px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/S_VEXOegYRI/AAAAAAAAATg/zki9QlQJeZ0/s320/no-cell-phones.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Call&lt;/span&gt; me jealous. I don't have a job that keeps me in demand 24 hours a day. I don't know how to look terribly important with a lap top in the airport lounge. I am too self conscious to want my phone ringing on the train. I don't have a huge circle of friends who loves to be on phone all the while. So I apologize in advance if one detects in the following rant a hint of sarcasm and bitterness. It's just: people who cannot leave their phone switched off or their lap tops closed in any situation and prefer to get on their fellow shoppers/ travellers/ workers nerves get on my nerves! I know, I know...you wear a trendy suit and tie, your shoes are polished to a perfect shine and you need to be in touch because you are such a VIP in your company. Deadlines to meet. New designs to forward. Ideas to share. If you want to be promoted, you need to be available, reachable, in touch. Be ready to jump at any time. I get it.And then you, Sir. I overheard this very important conversation between you and supposedly your wife. You were standing - if I recall correctly- at the mutton counter in the supermarket. Actually, this is precisely what you said: 'I am standing at the mutton counter. Which mutton shall I get? How many kg? And here is a special offer - lamb shoulder. Shall I get some?'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473360715566014306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/S_VIklrj32I/AAAAAAAAAT4/9wU7Ufo5k2s/s320/india_phone.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;What happened to good old fashioned shopping lists and a little initiative and on-the-spot decision making ability? Do you ring your husband from the toilet upstairs and tell him you've run out of paper?And then you, young man! You sat opposite of me on the train . Your phone rang and at first you spoke in hushed tones. But very soon you forgot you were on a train with people around you who could hear every bit of cringe worthy schmaltz that came out of your mouth. Your girlfriend is such a lucky woman, by the sound of it! I feel I know you and her quite intimately already!There are few places one is safe from people in constant need of making themselves known.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;Until very recently planes offered some respite, but now a few airlines have allowed the use of mobile phones during flights, apart from takeoff and landing. Can't wait for my next long haul flight. Not sure my nerves could stretch for 13 hours cross Atlantic if I had to sit next to TomCruise. The only forgivable situation in which I would personally allow phone use on a plane is if it was on heading down; nose first, at high speed. And that really would be the exception! How about a quiet crossword to occupy your time? A book? A magazine? Or just be with yourself for a while. That seems scary, I understand. The phone is off, you are out of touch. There are people who may have been trying to ring and you don't even know. There could be the most important message ever sitting in your inbox. The one that could have changed your life...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;But sarcasm and humor aside, I am truly concerned that &lt;strong&gt;'we'&lt;/strong&gt;, as people growing up with technology, have forgotten to just be by ourselves. To rest, to inhale, to feel the need to be alone, to revel in our own company at times. To see peace and quiet as a chance to replenish our energies just like sleep would. A constant need to be in touch and feeling lost without a constant technological connection is not healthy. Not for the person in constant, uninterrupted communication, nor for those who have no choice but listen. Just turn the damn thing off for a while!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;Btw, I am given a new phone for myself - a gift from my Love...Lots of features tapi tak tahu guna :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473359990526631970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 263px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/S_VH6Yss4CI/AAAAAAAAATw/rztP8DbEEoo/s320/iphone.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8297732527003035649-2181960985749593835?l=nithzroaming.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nithzroaming.blogspot.com/feeds/2181960985749593835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nithzroaming.blogspot.com/2010/05/cell-phones.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8297732527003035649/posts/default/2181960985749593835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8297732527003035649/posts/default/2181960985749593835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nithzroaming.blogspot.com/2010/05/cell-phones.html' title='Cell phones..'/><author><name>Nithz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15697318027346506274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/Sc3gcrfSY0I/AAAAAAAAAJs/E3UhAO7vHsg/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/S_VEXOegYRI/AAAAAAAAATg/zki9QlQJeZ0/s72-c/no-cell-phones.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8297732527003035649.post-4043702054165937066</id><published>2010-05-09T04:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T04:48:51.763-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Myself'/><title type='text'>Because I'm waiting..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/S-af6Wfyv4I/AAAAAAAAATY/krHMhRzqUnE/s1600/phobia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469234622308204418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 264px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/S-af6Wfyv4I/AAAAAAAAATY/krHMhRzqUnE/s320/phobia.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Between me and the crowded room&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;is a path paved with fear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My foot sinks in soft concrete as I make my way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;towards that ball of fire which is the room.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;heat hits my face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'm choking I'm hot I'm cold I'm dizzy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'm spinning I'm not there I'm outside myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Mind's blank. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Not a thought in sight. I am pure emotion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;which hurtles me along that path.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The room full of people is near.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I feel naked and exposed in my fear, visible on my face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Can't pretend, can't fake. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;A shaky voice and crimson cheeks give me away. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I have no name butanxiety.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Want to cry with frustration. Why me? Why not?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And then the wave has washed over me and my mind settles back into my body. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I mingle , already armed for the next wave rising in the distance and building like a tsunami.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It'll come. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Because I'm waiting.&lt;/strong&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/8297732527003035649-4043702054165937066?l=nithzroaming.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nithzroaming.blogspot.com/feeds/4043702054165937066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nithzroaming.blogspot.com/2010/05/because-im-waiting.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8297732527003035649/posts/default/4043702054165937066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8297732527003035649/posts/default/4043702054165937066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nithzroaming.blogspot.com/2010/05/because-im-waiting.html' title='Because I&apos;m waiting..'/><author><name>Nithz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15697318027346506274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/Sc3gcrfSY0I/AAAAAAAAAJs/E3UhAO7vHsg/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/S-af6Wfyv4I/AAAAAAAAATY/krHMhRzqUnE/s72-c/phobia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8297732527003035649.post-454026477924990674</id><published>2010-01-29T22:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-29T22:44:17.554-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Myself'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lifestylez'/><title type='text'>The art of waiting</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/S2PTuUR0tZI/AAAAAAAAATQ/sMcOu6IsN5w/s1600-h/CallWaiting2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 222px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/S2PTuUR0tZI/AAAAAAAAATQ/sMcOu6IsN5w/s320/CallWaiting2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432418368209859986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;very day there is evidence that waiting has truly become an art form very few people can claim to practice. Waiting, once viewed as something you simply had to do without further discussion, is now on par with an offensive remark being made . ' What do you mean? Why does it take three days for a letter to get here in this day and age?' Stuck in a traffic jam and getting very annoyed indeed? Late for an important meeting or just inconvenienced?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;Being told to have to wait can bring our the worst in people. Anger, annoyance, resentment, a feeling of restlessness...hang on...maybe there's a clue. Could it be that people who will not wait and cannot wait are really feeling uncomfortably restless? Like a smoker who has to wait for a cigarette until he gets off the plane? A little fidgety, a little anxious....after all, waiting means postponing that which we desire. And we are so terribly spoiled by modern technological advances above all that waiting has become a thing of the past. It begins with instant meals because there is no time to cook. Next, we download a whole music album in the space of time it takes to take the dog for a walk. Even books can be read online while scrolling down the pages.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/S2PTP4JSIxI/AAAAAAAAATI/Y20j9xn_vo0/s1600-h/waiting-godot.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/S2PTP4JSIxI/AAAAAAAAATI/Y20j9xn_vo0/s320/waiting-godot.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432417845261771538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;nstant gratification. A growing belief that one must not be made to wait. Fast service, fast delivery, wife is out of the house, well, there is always instant adult entertainment. Personally, I don't mind waiting too much and I feel slightly irritated when people complain about being stuck in traffic jams or a bus which is 5 minutes late or about the supermarket checkouts and their bad management. Being stuck in a traffic jam is frustrating at times, but if you have enough petrol and your car is not overheating and nobody will die if you are late...what’s the big deal? Why has not having to wait become a right rather than just luck?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiting is a dying art form. Not only does it mean having to delay something, it also means having to fill the waiting time meaningfully. Which, seemingly, is the problem? What do we do with ourselves? We are always in the process of getting, becoming, going places, wanting the next thing before receiving the first that without any of these we are lost. What do we do with just ourselves and time to kill?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Why not view waiting as an opportunity to have time to spend instead of not letting go of that which we can't have right now. Previous generations were good at waiting. My grandparents and parents saved for years to be able to afford a good holiday or a new refrigerator. Imagine the difference between going on a long awaited holiday or one of many trips you take each year? There is a much bigger, more satisfying sense of occasion if one can say ' finally, the wait was well worth it yeh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Not being able to wait means missing out on opportunities because instead of working towards what we really want, we often take short cuts and second choice route just because we cannot and will not wait. Young people are especially affected by this form of thinking. The notion of having to study for a number of years at college or university ( 'I really want to be a doctor!') seems foreign and is often replaced with a short cut version. ('well, I suppose I could just work for one).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The art of waiting means being able to work towards a goal and realize that the reward at the end will be worth the wait.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Being able to wait means being able to be patient and less demanding. There is certain arrogance in complaining about things like slow services or inefficient management...as if it were a basic human right to not have to wait for anything. When put on the spot, what is the worst thing that can happen if one has to wait?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most used line by indians&lt;/span&gt;;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kunjom neram wait panah settah poireveh? – Will you die if you wait for awhile&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/8297732527003035649-454026477924990674?l=nithzroaming.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nithzroaming.blogspot.com/feeds/454026477924990674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nithzroaming.blogspot.com/2010/01/art-of-waiting.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8297732527003035649/posts/default/454026477924990674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8297732527003035649/posts/default/454026477924990674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nithzroaming.blogspot.com/2010/01/art-of-waiting.html' title='The art of waiting'/><author><name>Nithz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15697318027346506274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/Sc3gcrfSY0I/AAAAAAAAAJs/E3UhAO7vHsg/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/S2PTuUR0tZI/AAAAAAAAATQ/sMcOu6IsN5w/s72-c/CallWaiting2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8297732527003035649.post-4734707067757975000</id><published>2009-10-19T20:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T20:46:54.480-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Now'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Work'/><title type='text'>At The Moment..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394521412919248434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 357px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 350px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/St0wpMZKRjI/AAAAAAAAAR4/VKuzxM_xEAI/s320/2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I have not posted for quite sometime due to my heavy workload. My job is a disaster &amp;amp; I am seriously into looking for another job. Reporting, SOP, KPI, Service Quality to name a few was the things I had been doing all the time. I feel that I gained valuable knowledge working on my own with minimum guidance, although some theoretical background knowledge (what I learned back in Univ) didn’t help me much. But the atmosphere is depressing. The people around me are sick &amp;amp; dumb. The system matches the brains of &lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;nattan’s&lt;/span&gt; in terms of the productivity &amp;amp; quality. Many times I have missed my breaks and eaten into my lunch time. But I get it done. That however is very seldom recognized nor appreciated by management.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever encountered someone who frustrates you so much that you feel like you want to pull your hair, jump around the room and just scream out loud? You're not alone. It seems like we never have enough time to do what we want, or need to get done. It seems like we are always getting sidetracked with something else coming up, and the to-do list at the end of the day is as long as it was at the start of the day. It isn't that we can't get anything done; it just seems as if the to-do list keeps growing during the day. As one thing gets done, a new task seems to pop up. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394521888642707074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 381px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 255px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/St0xE4meLoI/AAAAAAAAASA/eNAkhjzNq4o/s320/3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the years, I've encountered my fair share of difficult people. People who don't turn their work in as promised, people who don't show up for meetings, people who stick vehemently to their views and refuse to collaborate, people who push back on work that they're responsible for - and more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having said that, years ago, I used to get bothered and worked up over such situations. I'd think,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;"Why are these people being so difficult?" &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;"These people are so irresponsible!" &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;"Just my luck to work with them!" &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;"I don't ever want to work with these people again!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394520989737304306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 281px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 157px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/St0wQj6uQPI/AAAAAAAAARw/RwSxgFF1y-c/s320/1ed0600b91af03c2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a while, I learned that these people are everywhere. No matter where you go, you can never hide from them. Sure, it might be possible to avoid the 1st one or two difficult people, but how about the 3rd, 5th, 10th person you encounter? Hiding isn't a permanent solution. What's more, in the context of work, it's usually difficult to avoid or hide from someone, unless you quit from a job totally. Well - I don't know about you, but it doesn't seem feasible to quit every time someone has an opposing view or is being difficult.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So rather than turn to some drastic decisions each time, I have tried to equip myself with the skills to deal with them including planning my day (time management), think realistic, take deep breaths &amp;amp; whatever not in which end of the day, nothing seems to work out!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394522235114098818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 255px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/St0xZDTsEII/AAAAAAAAASI/TrJlVf5yOJ4/s320/4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's Nithz 9 tips which I've found to work in dealing with such people: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.Never be calm?&lt;br /&gt;Losing my temper and flaring out at the other person typically is the best way to get him/her to collaborate with myself in which I will start getting their attention. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.Understand the person's intentions?&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to believe that everyone is difficult for the sake of being difficult. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.Let the person know where you are coming from.&lt;br /&gt;One thing that has worked for me is to let the person know my intentions behind what I am doing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.Building a rapport?&lt;br /&gt;Never in my life I want to build a so called ‘rapport’ with this borned to be dumb species. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.Treat the person with respect?&lt;br /&gt;Even if I treat them with respect or not, the outcome will still be the same. So, I rather treat them not fairly. As the golden rule says, "Do unto others as you would have them do unto you." Nahhhhhhh.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.Ignore!!&lt;br /&gt;I have already tried everything above and the person is still not being receptive, the best way might be to just ignore. After all, i have already done all that I can within my means. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Try out these 9 tips for the difficult people you face at your workplace and see how they work out for you :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something that I would like to share with you on how I used to be &amp;amp; how I am now..&lt;br /&gt;1) PAST : She's an aggressive go-getter.&lt;br /&gt;PRESENT: She's a ball-busting b_tch. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) PAST : Perhaps I can work late.&lt;br /&gt;PRESENT : And when the f___ do you expect me to do this? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) PAST : I'm certain that isn't feasible.&lt;br /&gt;PRESENT: No f______ way. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) PAST : Perhaps you should check with...&lt;br /&gt;PRESENT : Tell someone who gives a sh__. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) PAST : I wasn't involved in the project.&lt;br /&gt;PRESENT : It's not my f______ problem. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) PAST : I'm not sure this can be implemented.&lt;br /&gt;PRESENT : This sh__ won't work. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) PAST : I'll try to schedule that.&lt;br /&gt;PRESENT: Why the f____ didn't you tell me sooner? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) PAST : Excuse me, sir?&lt;br /&gt;PRESENT : Eat sh__ and die. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) PAST : So you weren't happy with it?&lt;br /&gt;PRESENT: Kiss my a__. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) PAST : I love a challenge.&lt;br /&gt;PRESENT : This job s_cks. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Bonus &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;11) PAST : You want me to take care of that?&lt;br /&gt;PRESENT : Who the h_ck died and made you boss? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My humble advice for under graduates:-&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who are dreaming to be on of the successful bankers in the future, kindly think twice. Life will then be a battle for you. Thank you for reading. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8297732527003035649-4734707067757975000?l=nithzroaming.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nithzroaming.blogspot.com/feeds/4734707067757975000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nithzroaming.blogspot.com/2009/10/at-moment.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8297732527003035649/posts/default/4734707067757975000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8297732527003035649/posts/default/4734707067757975000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nithzroaming.blogspot.com/2009/10/at-moment.html' title='At The Moment..'/><author><name>Nithz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15697318027346506274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/Sc3gcrfSY0I/AAAAAAAAAJs/E3UhAO7vHsg/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/St0wpMZKRjI/AAAAAAAAAR4/VKuzxM_xEAI/s72-c/2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8297732527003035649.post-5410263747257625284</id><published>2009-08-06T18:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T07:04:01.375-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Familyz'/><title type='text'>How to choose a bride, Malaysian style</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/SnuA2TWKgaI/AAAAAAAAARc/0efP3Z1DrHU/s1600-h/bride-makeup_s600x600.jpg"&gt;&lt;font face="arial"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367025051336606114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/SnuA2TWKgaI/AAAAAAAAARc/0efP3Z1DrHU/s320/bride-makeup_s600x600.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;font face="arial"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font face="arial"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font face="arial"&gt;A Mother was very concerned that her middle-aged son has not shownthe slightest indication of getting married. So one day she called himover to her house.The Son came home from work, grudgingly. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font face="arial"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font face="arial"&gt;Upon arriving, he found that his mother had gathered a few beautiful ladies at the house for him to choose as his future bride.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font face="arial"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font face="arial"&gt;The FIRST one was a well-endowed Telephonist-cum-Receptionist. He immediately commented: 'Aiyaa..... Mother, they always say..... PLEASE HOLD ON, HOLD ON.........'&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font face="arial"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font face="arial"&gt;The SECOND nominee was a leggy secretary. She was also rejected. Reason being: 'Aiyaa.... Mother, this one aaa..., Secretary always fond of saying 'PLEASE SLOW DOWN, SLOW DOWN........'&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font face="arial"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font face="arial"&gt;By this time, the mother is nearing frustration. She called a sweet but plain-looking Teacher. The Son suddenly agreed!!The Mother was surprised and asked: 'Why this one? The earlier two were a lot better looking!'He replied: 'Teachers aaa..... Teachers very good, very good, always say: PLEASE REPEAT, DO IT AGAIN, I want it done 10 times.... SOME MORE, SOME MORE.....!'&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font face="arial"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font face="arial"&gt;Her youngest son (10 years old), was listening quietly all this while at the other end of the room. Suddenly, he shouted: 'Brother..... Female mini bus Conductor much better laa.... they always say: 'NAIK CEPAT, NAIK CEPAT..... MASUK, MASUK...... MASUK LAGI, DALAM LAGI..... DALAM LAGI LAAAAH, MASUK BELAKANG..... BELAKANG LAGI, BELAKANG BANYAK KOSONG.....'&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font face="arial"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font face="arial"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font face="arial"&gt;The mother fainted....&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8297732527003035649-5410263747257625284?l=nithzroaming.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nithzroaming.blogspot.com/feeds/5410263747257625284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nithzroaming.blogspot.com/2009/08/how-to-choose-bride-malaysian-style.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8297732527003035649/posts/default/5410263747257625284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8297732527003035649/posts/default/5410263747257625284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nithzroaming.blogspot.com/2009/08/how-to-choose-bride-malaysian-style.html' title='How to choose a bride, Malaysian style'/><author><name>Nithz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15697318027346506274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/Sc3gcrfSY0I/AAAAAAAAAJs/E3UhAO7vHsg/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/SnuA2TWKgaI/AAAAAAAAARc/0efP3Z1DrHU/s72-c/bride-makeup_s600x600.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8297732527003035649.post-2898894929751373942</id><published>2009-08-06T17:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T07:06:22.173-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='World'/><title type='text'>Terrorism Quiz</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367019089065024994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/Snt7bQJ2HeI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/UKDQPjKVREs/s320/t.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;TERRORISM QUIZ :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Which is the only country in the world to have dropped bombs on over twenty different countries since 1945? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Which is the only country to have used nuclear weapons? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Which country was responsible for a car bomb which killed 80 civilians in Beirut in 1985, in a botched assassination attempt, thereby making it the most lethal terrorist bombing in modern Middle East history?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Which country's illegal bombing of Libya in 1986 was described by the UN Legal Committee as a "classic case" of terrorism? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Which country rejected the order of the International Court of Justice (ICJ) to terminate its "unlawful use of force" against Nicaragua in 1986, and then vetoed a UN Security Council resolution calling on all states to observe international law? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Which country was accused by a UN-sponsored truth commission of providing "direct and indirect support" for "acts of genocide" against the Mayan Indians in Guatemala during the 1980s? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Which country unilaterally withdrew from the Anti-Ballistic Missile (ABM) Treaty in December 2001? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Which country renounced the efforts to negotiate a verification process for the Biological Weapons Convention and brought an international conference on the matter to a halt in July 2001? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Which country prevented the United Nations from curbing the gun trade at a small arms conference in July 2001? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Aside from Somalia, which is the only other country in the world to have refused to ratify the UN Convention on the Rights of the Child? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Which is the only Western country which allows the death penalty to be applied to children? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Which is the only G7 country to have refused to sign the 1997 Mine Ban Treaty, forbidding the use of landmines? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Which is the only G7 country to have voted against the creation of the International Criminal Court (ICC) in 1998? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Which was the only other country to join with Israel in opposing a 1987 General Assembly resolution condemning international terrorism? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Which country refuses to fully pay its debts to the United Nations yet reserves its right to veto United Nations resolutions?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367020011354153746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/Snt8Q78tYxI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/Y6FLJmmGLuA/s320/abortion-cartoon.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Answer :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;United States of America&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8297732527003035649-2898894929751373942?l=nithzroaming.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nithzroaming.blogspot.com/feeds/2898894929751373942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nithzroaming.blogspot.com/2009/08/terrorism-quiz.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8297732527003035649/posts/default/2898894929751373942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8297732527003035649/posts/default/2898894929751373942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nithzroaming.blogspot.com/2009/08/terrorism-quiz.html' title='Terrorism Quiz'/><author><name>Nithz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15697318027346506274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/Sc3gcrfSY0I/AAAAAAAAAJs/E3UhAO7vHsg/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/Snt7bQJ2HeI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/UKDQPjKVREs/s72-c/t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8297732527003035649.post-6272370157768172003</id><published>2009-07-24T22:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T23:21:37.347-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friendz'/><title type='text'>My true friends are Back In Action!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362269696889713554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 288px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 407px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/Smqb4Pjz85I/AAAAAAAAAQc/eifH4OqFPeM/s320/f1.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;The&lt;/span&gt; one relationship considered as most chaste, true &amp;amp; fulfilling is that of friendship. It adds meaning &amp;amp; fun in life as sharing of feelings with friends helps in multiplying of laughter &amp;amp; sharing of sorrows. There are so many things that one can share with friends which we generally hesitates to share with anyone. Thus, having two friends adds value &amp;amp; meaning to life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362269886721693186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 191px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/SmqcDSvSFgI/AAAAAAAAAQk/6m2S1Mtc_H8/s320/f2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Living or non-living, they become our constant companions, who touch our life in a special way and get the right to peep into our secrets. But of course, when we talk about friends we generally picture a person. No matter how much we try to explain the value of a friend in our life, it’s always less. We may exaggerate at times that we can face life unaided but then we are not aware of the extent of torture we will go through while trekking our way through the rocks of life all alone. A friend makes the task a lot easier even if not smoother. Many a times we fail to live up to the expectations of our well wishers because they want us to act in a certain manner but friends are the only well wishers who don’t ridicule or question our actions but understands us and give us scope to be ourselves. Friends play a crucial role when we are going through the process of finding our own identity. As humans we seek an emotional support. Even a vindictive criminal needs a friend to make sure he’s not alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Today&lt;/span&gt;, I am not going to talk about the importance of friendship, etc. Without much dragging, I would like to touch some people who made a big impact in my life (who had returned back here &amp;amp; with me now); someone who played a huge role in molding what I am now. I am not saying that my parents weren’t supportive or helpful in my life. But when you are getting older, there’s some issues which you prefer to discuss with your friends rather than with your family members. As such, I am grateful to God for bringing me such a wonderful people to share during the process of finding our own identity. Below I would like to list a few people that I wish I can spend more time like how we used to be earlier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362270490434432914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/Smqcmbvnb5I/AAAAAAAAAQs/Vv-ZvoZleAk/s320/f3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Nirmala &amp;amp; Vani&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I got to know these girls since Form 1 however we were in a different class. To tell you the truth, these 2 girls were among the only Indian girls that I used to talk &amp;amp; mix around. I was at some time categorized as ‘Anti Indian’ by some Indian community in the school when I tend to talk/mix with Chinese students more. I wasn’t a favorite among Indians although I happened to be the best Indian girl student. Egoistic, stubborn, eksyen, perasan, nenapu were among the words that they used to label me in school. I can’t blame them as I was too much mixing around with Chinese students (I could speak good Cantonese at that time &amp;amp; I was the only Indian girl in the class), be it from eating with them during recess time till going out for an outing. Now, come back to the topic. Nirmala being my ‘periya akka’ &amp;amp; Vani is being called as ‘loose’. I will never forget my first outing with Indian friends (which was surprisingly with them) to watch Alaipayudhey movie in GSC Mid Valley back in year 2000 when I was 17 years old!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Nirmala was closer to me as her home is only 300m away from my home &amp;amp; we both used to go to each other’s house more often. Meanwhile, Vani was staying about 1-2km from us. I had a good time with both of them even after school days. I even can’t forget Nirmala as she will do everything from organizing outing till buying food for me while I was studying in University (she was working that time &amp;amp; used to tell me that I can always treat her when I have got a job after completing my studies). Things went well &amp;amp; Vani flied to Australia meanwhile Nirmala flied to United Kingdom to continue her studies. And I was studying in a local University (sad oh sad). I managed to complete my studies with flying colors in 3 years &amp;amp; got a good job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;After 5 years, Nirmala just came back (Vani still in Australia, no idea when is she returning) &amp;amp; we had a good time going out together with my family members &amp;amp; not to forget with Y. Hope things will be back on track as she was having some difficulties after returning here (allergies, skin rashes, vomiting, unable to take the hot weather, bla bla). Looking forward for more outings with her!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Edmund&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My advisor, friend, counselor, godfather &amp;amp; any relationship that can be best described when it comes to friendship. He was 5-6 years elderer to me but still he never failed to place himself as someone at my age. He is the first guy that I met who asked me to change my appearance from a conventional look Indian girl to a modern look girl(not bitchy type of look lah of coz). He often advice me the types of shirt, shoes, skirt, make up’s which best suits me. You won’t believe that I changed my hairstyle, my clothing’s &amp;amp; even started to apply make up whenever I go out after listening to his advices. One of the best people that I have met in my life &amp;amp; he will never fail to listen to my problems that I was going through. A person that I can never WIN by talking to him.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Logic, rational &amp;amp; amazing thinker. He used to pick me up from the house I was staying with my friend’s while studying in Univ early in the morning, go for breakfast, chit chat &amp;amp; will drop me off before he goes to work. I love spending my time with him as his maturity shows a person who knows everything. Just give him any topic &amp;amp; he will answer the questions well. He’s married now &amp;amp; his wife had just delivered to a baby girl (She is 73 days old TODAY). Not to forget, he has 2 beautiful babies, Xena (Rootweller) &amp;amp; Kiara (German Shepherd). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did a mistake(I must blame on my ego) a year ago in which we had stopped talking with each other until 1 day I decided to text him through MSN. He was as humble as he is &amp;amp; never scold/blamed me for any reason. I was touched when he mentioned “You will always be my friend &amp;amp; I will never forget the days we used to hang out. No matter what, you can always trust me”. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Vicky&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Better known as my best buddy. The first thing people will ask us when they see both of us are:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Are you guys lovers?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Jovial &amp;amp; happy go lucky all the time. Don’t you guys have problems in life? (duh’&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Hardworking, punctual &amp;amp; are great jokers&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Tall &amp;amp; well dressed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Doesn’t ask question much in class but scores well in exam&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would say he’s another gift from God for bringing him in to my life. A guy with no bad habits – NO alcohols, NO smoking, NO clubbing &amp;amp; NO flirting with girls. We knew each other since Form 6 (different class) &amp;amp; we bumped into each other when we got the same course in one of the University. We were together with our group of friends for the first 2 semesters until he found his lady love while studying. Then, we only talk whenever time permits or whenever we met in class. Things changed after a year plus when his lady love dumped him for another rich guy. I came into to his life again when his studies were badly affected due his love life. So called an angel to rescue a guy from falling, I was there for him whenever he needs a friend to share his feelings, to help him with studies, assignments &amp;amp; even to share the pain and tears he was going through. It was his first love, a pure &amp;amp; sincere one which was not appreciated by the girl that he has loved so much in his life. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We used to hang out a lot after that &amp;amp; became very close. We graduated together &amp;amp; his aspiration to become an ASP was turned down by some doink Malay officer’s during his interview. Currently he’s working in an oil &amp;amp; petroleum company in Miri wearing those yellow color Digi costumes with safety helmet. He’s scheduled to join another company in Brunei under the same industry in Nov09. Not interested with any relationship for the time being as he is too busy saving money for his future. Wakakaakaka. Miss him a lot &amp;amp; he promised to give me a BIG treat in one of the 5 star hotel in KL once he’s back to hometown for leave. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And guess what? He’s back for leave &amp;amp; I am eagerly waiting to see him!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends are like an escape or a diversion from the stress that the superficial life of today imposes upon us. Nowadays we would hardly notice two people sitting together and enjoying nature or crying their hearts off but we would find a group of people enjoying together by a river shore or in a cafe. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May be ‘friend’ and ‘friendship’ are the same terms they were three to four decades ago, may be they haven’t still changed their meaning but the people’s approach to these two terms have really tainted in the course of time. Individuality is at its peak and in this epoch we can’t expect people to revere and love these two words as they did earlier. Of course, there are rare cases of good friendships even today but I think people have really lost track of the word ‘friend’. Now and then an associate is termed as a ‘friend’ and a ‘friend’ as an associate. So, we can deduce in general sense that the word ’friend’ has lost its specialty. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;And i am lucky to have such wonderful people around me.. &lt;strong&gt;(to be continued..)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8297732527003035649-6272370157768172003?l=nithzroaming.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nithzroaming.blogspot.com/feeds/6272370157768172003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nithzroaming.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-true-friends-are-back-in-action.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8297732527003035649/posts/default/6272370157768172003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8297732527003035649/posts/default/6272370157768172003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nithzroaming.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-true-friends-are-back-in-action.html' title='My true friends are Back In Action!!'/><author><name>Nithz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15697318027346506274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/Sc3gcrfSY0I/AAAAAAAAAJs/E3UhAO7vHsg/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/Smqb4Pjz85I/AAAAAAAAAQc/eifH4OqFPeM/s72-c/f1.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8297732527003035649.post-2503657053515072137</id><published>2009-06-26T19:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T19:44:20.272-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lifestylez'/><title type='text'>Something About Telemarketers...</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351825520194172882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 204px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/SkWA9JcLN9I/AAAAAAAAAPM/V42Rdk7xhn8/s320/tm4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/SkWDk1OB2EI/AAAAAAAAAPU/x-QqH1SicrU/s1600-h/tm3.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;A &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;telemarketer is usually a person (though sometimes an automated voice called a robocaller), who calls your home or place of business in order to accomplish one or more of the following tasks:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;1. Gather information for survey purposes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;2. Sell you a product or service&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;3. Have you make an appointment with a salesperson, in person, on the telephone, or sometimes through Internet conferencing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;4. Get you to donate to a charity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;5. Get you to vote a specific way, or in a specific election&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;6. Get you as a preexisting customer to purchase new products or services.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Telemarketers may also take calls that are generated via advertising or promotions and then attempts any of the above. The telemarketer may work at a call center, an office, or from home, and some are particularly relentless in calling during family time or the dinner hour, or calling much later in the evening than you would wish. You certainly do not have to wait to listen to the whole pitch of telemarketers, and with caller id, you also have the choice of not answering phone calls from unknown sources. Alternately, you can let your voicemail pick up calls from telemarketers, so you can avoid calls you simply don’t want to answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It’s important to understand the function of the telemarketer, and also a little bit about their jobs, so you can meet these people with polite refusal when you are not interested in their services. First, telemarketers in the main tend to be working on either a commission basis, or at minimum wage. Some people really enjoy the work, while others do it because they have to. Most are employing the practice of cold calling, which means they are going to get a rude response from many. There is no need to be rude with these folks; just be direct.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351824337604157506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/SkV_4T8voEI/AAAAAAAAAPE/pa54B-qTChA/s320/tm3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Well, i do understand that they are calling people, selling this &amp;amp; that as a part of their job in earning salary end of the month. I also do understand that its part to meet their monthly target to meet their performance standard. However, lately i have been receiving lotsssss of calls from some unknown telemarketing companies. I did wonder/ponder to myself how the hell they got my details &amp;amp; so on. At one time, i got so fed up with one repeated incoming call from some unknown insurance company. So, that night i kept thinking on ways to avoid such calls (please take note they can be soo irritating at one stage trying to persuade you with the products/services offered by them)...And i came up with a list of funniest ways to stop these "calls"!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351828511256156018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/SkWDrQA7F3I/AAAAAAAAAPc/MR-kuOlHqrU/s320/tm2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nithz funniest ways to stop telemarketers/junk calls :&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;After the telemarketer finishes speaking, ask him/her to marry you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ask them to repeat everything they say, several times.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Tell them it is dinner time, BUT ask if they would please hold. Put them on your speaker phone while you continue to eat at your leisure. Smack your food loudly and continue with your dinner conversation. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Tell them that all business goes through your agent, and hand the phone to your five year old niece/child.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Tell them you are hard of hearing and that they need to speak up...louder...louder...louder!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Tell them to speak very slowly because you want to write every word down.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;If they start out with, "How are you today?",say "I'm so glad you asked, because no one these days seems to care, and I have all these problems............" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Cry out in surprise, "Shree, is that you? I've been hoping you'd call! How is the family?" When they insist they are not Helen, tell them to stop joking. This works especially well if the telemarketer is really MALE. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Tell the HSBC telemarketer guy to call on your office number - and give him the Allianz Insurance call center number.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Tell the telemarketer that you’ll be with them in a second; you have a call on the other line. Then pretend to transfer, but don’t. Pretend to speak to another person and tell them you have some dumb telemarketer on the line. The telemarketer of course hears everything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;A funny conversation that i wish i can say (fyi, i never fooled/try to make fun of telemarketers till now. Please note the word 'i wish')..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Telemarketer: “How are you today?”&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Me : “Well, that’s so nice of you to ask. As a matter of fact, I’m a bit upset because my cat got the runs. And you know, just last night, I felt this twinge in my back as I was bending over to take care of a hangnail on my big toe. Have you ever had one of those? I hope not, because it’s as bad as an itchy scalp, and I’ve got that all the time. You just don’t know the pain I’m in..bla bla..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am extremely sorry if i am trying to make a fun of you (if there's any telemarketers reading this post), but i do wish that there a better ways to reach your potential customers rather than calling all your customers number that you have in your database. Plan how you will respond to the objections you experience most frequently and be experimental with trying out different responses. Your attitude and emotional state is a vital part of telephone effectiveness. Clear your desk of everything except your prospect records and diary. If your immediate environment is uncluttered it helps free your mind so that you can focus on each call’s objectives. Visualise your prospect smiling warmly when they receive your call. This will help you access a positive state-of-mind. Your unconscious mind can’t tell the difference between a real and imagined event. This mentally rehearses you in feeling good about picking up the phone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;All that i can say is, if a telemarketer does manage to get you on the phone, never forget that you have the freedom to choose whether or not you participate in the call. Many people have a hard time saying no to someone, and these are the same people who consistently fall prey to telemarketing calls and tactics. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Cheers!!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8297732527003035649-2503657053515072137?l=nithzroaming.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nithzroaming.blogspot.com/feeds/2503657053515072137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nithzroaming.blogspot.com/2009/06/something-about-telemarketers.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8297732527003035649/posts/default/2503657053515072137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8297732527003035649/posts/default/2503657053515072137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nithzroaming.blogspot.com/2009/06/something-about-telemarketers.html' title='Something About Telemarketers...'/><author><name>Nithz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15697318027346506274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/Sc3gcrfSY0I/AAAAAAAAAJs/E3UhAO7vHsg/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/SkWA9JcLN9I/AAAAAAAAAPM/V42Rdk7xhn8/s72-c/tm4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8297732527003035649.post-7536199053391828372</id><published>2009-05-24T20:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T20:38:44.058-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lovez'/><title type='text'>Why Do Bad Boys Get The Good Girls?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/ShoSGGAjAsI/AAAAAAAAAO8/_ls5FUmzFyI/s1600-h/bad-boys.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339600204102566594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 350px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 190px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/ShoSGGAjAsI/AAAAAAAAAO8/_ls5FUmzFyI/s320/bad-boys.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;There’s a vast difference between the words “like” and “love”; if you know this then carry on reading this till the end. This is not a message to change the boys who are good, honest, and humane and are looking for love and relationship. Well all that I want to convey is significantly very clear from the title, “good girls like bad boys”. When I said this phrase to some of my female friends, I faced a huge resentment from them where they clearly stated me that “no! Never!”, “at the end the girl always desire for a good guy”. Hey! Wait a minute! Did I mention the word “end”?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The word “Like” means to find something pleasant. So, I hope you got the difference in the simplest words. There has been a considerable change in the mindset on the current generation urban girl of the society. Now! If you imply the boundations on them then you can restrict them in four walls but not from watching MTV roadies or using internet. There has been a continues sway in terms of likes and dislikes, what we want to be in the long run and what we want to be currently are two very different things. There is something called an “x-factor”, which is present in many characteristics of boys that we categorize under the term bad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339599534598672146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 341px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 435px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/ShoRfH6YTxI/AAAAAAAAAO0/x4MaR52nPeY/s320/my_lovers.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Well there is something called “interesting”, which is far more important than “smart”, “dependable” and “intelligent”, in the priority list of modern girl. They want to be free. There is a major portion of every girl that believes in the fact, she is a girl, and she is a good girl. When such girls comes across a guy who is just not the right kind of person to know, he flirts, sometimes he smokes, sometimes he is passionate, he is careless, he is ill mannered, he is disrespecting the elders, he seldom drinks, he rides bike breaking the rules, he takes too many risks, he teases people, he is naughty, he takes credits of his work, he blames other people for his failures, he speaks absurd words in between, he stares at his female friends yet he is there for them all the time. Fellow boys view this guy as just another spoiled brat; the back bencher extroverts enjoy his company and are just like him and the goody-goody boys maintains a safe distance from him. This guy is not a criminal, he is average or above average in studies, he is liked immensely by some people and most important is that he is bad but not cheat, he is what he is(not fake), he lies but don’t ditch, he is careless but cute, he is interesting and never boring to be with.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663366;"&gt;Loose Girl : Na ninaikiren avan rombe nalavan..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Girl 2: Dei, vendam..avaneh parthaleh vanthi tha varudhu..avenum avan munjiyum..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663366;"&gt;Loose Girl : Apdi yelam solathey solithen. Na kadeppa agiduven..Yenaku yenamo avan tha “guy made for me” mathiri iruku..Altough he's bad, but something tells me he's a nice guy..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Girl 2 : Adeh loose, avan ranggi nu terinjum love paneh poriya? Urupeteh mathiritha..yepdiyavathu pongeh..ningela achi..ungeh kadhal achi&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663366;"&gt;Loose Girl : I think I am in love with him...Awwwwww!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;After 2 days..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663366;"&gt;Loose Girl : I am in love with you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Bad boy : Amava? Apdiya? Cheri..yosichi soldren..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;After another 2 days..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Bad boy : I think I like you too..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663366;"&gt;Loose Girl : Hughs the Bad Boy ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Song ....Vizhi Moodi Josithaal Anghaeyum Vanthaai Munnae Munnae..Thaniyaagha Pesidum Santhosam Thanthaai Pennae Pennae!..Adi ithu Pol Mazhai Kaalam En Vaazhvil Varuma? Mazhai Kiliyae..Mazhai Kiliyae..Un Kannai Kandaene..Vizhi Valiyae..Vizhi Valiyae..Naan Ennai Kandaene....Senthaenae…&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663366;"&gt;Loose Girl : Ni rombe ranggi ah irunthalum na uneh rombe kadhalikiren..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Bad boy : I will do anything for you da..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663366;"&gt;Loose Girl : Me too da..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Both the loosengeh's academic results became Dham Dhoom..I always think to myself. Why do this people gave more priority to Love during the time they are supposed to excel in studies? Because the movies influenced them so much that Love has become a past time for them &amp;amp; they feel good if they can go through what they watch in movies? Isk isk..yevalo nalikitha ipdeh irukum...Minerungeh Tamilargaleh...Padingeh lahh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;All of us among the boys have an instinct to be on top, if we play we want to win, if we give exam we want to pass, the current gen boys have a desire to succeed. All of us turn out to be with many similar traits in our persona. When in such a scenario, a girl comes across the guy mentioned in second paragraph then firstly she will try to be far away from him and hesitate to know him closely. This guy is different and in a time will surely catch her eye. She might even advice her friends never to talk with this guy but she will observe him and at the end of the day think about him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;All girls are mothers from within and have immense love and affection in them. Once she is friendly with this guy, she will start giving him more space in his mind then other guys she knows. This guy needs me! There will be an instinct in her that he is not bad, no one is bad by birth. Why does he smoke sometimes? His bad habits are too small as compared to his pure heart. This guy can change! In such a quest she would enter his life in a stronger way. She will try to experiment all that she ever wanted to do, may be break a few rules and prove to all that even she can be with bad, for those who had never taken her seriously and always taken her for granted. She would defend him in front of her other friends. Perhaps she would be sure that he flirts with many girls but all that he likes is her company. Her love can change him, she will change him! In such a stronger effort she eventually likes him too much. The dedicated female beings give in emotions and care. Whether this liking turns to love or marriage or anything else is not what is my concern but this is a fact that good girls like bad boys, the following set sequence of thoughts are responsible for this phenomenon. As we advance in life, we learn the limits of our ability. Even if you completely disagree with me then too think about it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My priority with this article has been to tell them (the guys of today) my thoughts with clear small sentences and fast interesting format. At the end of the day they must leave the page with a mindset that I wanted to convey and I want “all good boys”, to never be confused that what is in this bad guy that is missing in him. As it’s not the ability of boy but the mindset of females that makes the difference!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;This post is based on the experience that i went through during my University time while observing people around me. Cerita ini ada kaitan dengan yang hidup @ mati tapi terpulang kepada anda untuk menerimanya ke @ tidak..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Nandri Vanakam...!!~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8297732527003035649-7536199053391828372?l=nithzroaming.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nithzroaming.blogspot.com/feeds/7536199053391828372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nithzroaming.blogspot.com/2009/05/why-do-bad-boys-get-good-girls.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8297732527003035649/posts/default/7536199053391828372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8297732527003035649/posts/default/7536199053391828372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nithzroaming.blogspot.com/2009/05/why-do-bad-boys-get-good-girls.html' title='Why Do Bad Boys Get The Good Girls?'/><author><name>Nithz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15697318027346506274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/Sc3gcrfSY0I/AAAAAAAAAJs/E3UhAO7vHsg/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/ShoSGGAjAsI/AAAAAAAAAO8/_ls5FUmzFyI/s72-c/bad-boys.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8297732527003035649.post-2592270540193638132</id><published>2009-05-24T19:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T20:03:19.415-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Officez'/><title type='text'>Types of People At Working Place</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/ShoFYIEtWqI/AAAAAAAAAOk/43NgmVZuhNE/s1600-h/121.gif"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339586220243376802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 244px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/ShoFYIEtWqI/AAAAAAAAAOk/43NgmVZuhNE/s320/121.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't matter how great the organization you work for is. It doesn't matter how fulfilling the work culture and atmosphere is. There will always be difficult people at work with a different agenda than helping with optimum work performance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;They come in various shades, and they have different styles and approaches to making their presence felt. To be fair, most of them may not even know how disruptive they can be ' then again, some do. In all cases, though, the sincere and focused employee suffers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The following are various types of difficult people you can find during your career:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. The Dumb Heads&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You have given the most perfect training anyone could imagine. You have coached them. Additional info’s on the issues/product’s are printed &amp;amp; given as a reading material plus distributed through email. But still, end of the day; they come after the ‘walking reference’ all the time. I wonder what are their brains made of? Kalli mannu? Even the senior’s who are good in talking (Zero in performance wise of coz) sometimes ends up being one of those dumb heads. I wish I am being paid for each additional session when these dumbs have any doubts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. The Day Dreamers&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This category of people tends to think something else while working. Staring on walls, pc monitor &amp;amp; those who looks at girl’s ass while they pass by them belongs to this category. These ‘God Gifted’ people are only awake for scenarios such as below:-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Watching porn’s in office. Most of them use Bluetooth &amp;amp; exchange in between them the latest porn videos through handphone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Day salary slip is issued&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Management decided for an outing for the Dept. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Rest of the days, they behave just like dead corpse that no one knows whether they are&lt;br /&gt;Really working or engaged on something else.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. The Blenders&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;If you open their workstation drawers, you will be surprised to see the amount of varieties of foods from beverages till snacks are all well arranged in tons. To name a few; sweets, snacks such as mamee, twisties, keropok, biscuits, Maggie mee, chocolates, lollipops &amp;amp; the list will go on. Meanwhile, you name anything that is free from a small ‘makan’, party organized by Dept – they will be the first to arrive. Besides that, food items that are ordered monthly basis which are kept in pantry section are mostly or shall I say 99.99% are finished by them within a few days. Can you imagine these blenders sometimes can drink Milo/Nescafe/Coffee nearly 3-4 times a day? That’s in the morning for breakfast, before lunch, after lunch &amp;amp; evening. Everytime you see them, they will be busy munching something while working. Now, that irritates me to the max. These people are best avoided during:-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Parties – as they prefer to focus on food served more than the activity organised&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Gathering – as they spend more time in putting all the food items in one plate rather than understanding the purpose of the gathering. And guess what, they love when people ask them to finish the left out items.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4. The Mr.Right&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You are assigned to coach the rest on the features of a newly launch products/compliance/management’s decision/etc. However this person behaves as if he was born with an Einstein brain &amp;amp; thinks he’s Right all the time. They will never refer anything on normal ordinary ranking officers/supervisors to consult on certain issues but prefer to be handled by high ranking officers. But then, if the high ranking officers are not around in the office, they tend to feel guilty @ low esteem by asking their immediate leader on the doubts. End of the day, Mr.Right Ass tends to fight over the facts after explanation given by immediate leaders &amp;amp; claims himself as Right all the time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663366;"&gt;Me : Well, the Management had decided to do include Shipping Guarantee under our Commercial Loan product. It’s also known as working capital be it secured or clean &amp;amp; it’s based on daily reducing balance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Mr.Right : Wait a minute, I have a question. Why does it have to be in a daily reducing balance when the loan term is short?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663366;"&gt;Me : The payment method is on monthly installment whreby the grace period is allowed to pay each payment due within 14 days from the due date. The availability time is within 6 months from the facility being accepted &amp;amp; extension allowed in 3 months up to a maximum of 12 from the date of LO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Mr.Right : Hmmm.. (Interrupts). I think you didn’t get my question. You see…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663366;"&gt;Me : Oh (period!!!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Mr.Right : Working capital is secured by commercial property/residential property whereby they can choose the repayment time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663366;"&gt;Me : I wish I can say this…Can you just shut your fucking explanation &amp;amp; listen to me? You are the leader or me? If you think you are hell of BIG, please come in front &amp;amp; explain A-Z on the features of the product right until on how to solve the delay in LC issuance. Now sit down or get hell out from this training room immediately!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5. The Losers&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;They are good for nothing. In short, their value for the organization is “Zero”. If a task is given to them, they will only be able to finish the task 1-2weeks after the dateline (below satisfactory level of coz). The losers always thinks “Out of the box” (their Ass) when they have this assumption of doing work/tasks which is in line with their job descriptions. Other additional tasks given aren’t bothered to be done &amp;amp; prefer to curse the person who gave the task. Their favorite quotes “Why am I doing this? Why shall I do when I am not paid even a single cent? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6. The Hypocrite&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The real ‘Pambu’ or snake in the block watching you 24hours. In another word, backstabbers are listed under this category. “Nice to see, nice to talk, once you got hooked, you will be another crook”. A special team of FBI’s (Fucking Busybody Idiots) who are assigned to watch whatever you are doing &amp;amp; reporting the wrong doings to employers end of the day. Early of the month, without you noticing that someone have watched you, you are requested to have a private talk between you &amp;amp; the employer. The employer will then list all the things you have done for the past one month.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663366;"&gt;FBI: J has been found talking to his working cgues over while attending to customers through phone. This has been happening nearly everyday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Employer: This is strictly not allowed. Why is this happening? If there any coaching been done on J?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663366;"&gt;FBI: I am not sure on that but I think we should take immediate action on J.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;After 2 days…Employer invites J into discussion room.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Employer : J, I have heard that you have been talking to the rest while customers are on the line. I thought you have read out T&amp;amp;C that such action aren’t allowed under the compliance of bla bla bla..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663366;"&gt;J : (shocked) Yes, I did. But that was only once 2days back when I was having some doubts. And that’s why I was referring to another cgue on the issue. Is that wrong?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Employer: Hmmmm.. I think there’s a miscommunication here..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;J : Wth??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a name="main2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;A personal confidence that damages your professional image at the workplace is leaked to the authorities. The fact that you have under-performed or made a serious mistake is suddenly the talk of the office. Someone else gets the credit for a project that you slaved on. Amongst the difficult people at the workplace, these can be the most damaging. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7. The Sleeper&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You often see them neither walking in to the office in the morning with heavy eyes and to add hair nor combed or you notice that their office wear is not ironed. When asked, they will only answer you “I wish I am sleeping at home now”. Why so?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Clubbing the day before till next morning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Watching soccer games all night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Doing “some” activities with their partners in some unknown hotel/rumah tumpangan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;On drugs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8. Bootlickers&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Bootlickers are also known as brown-nosers, and the inference is clear. Such difficult people at work feel the shortest way to the top is by fawning to the management. Apart from being a shortcut, this also seems to them to be the best way of saving on effort. Bootlickers are universally despised.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Bootlickers invariably see their tendencies in a very positive light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;To them, it is uncommon and enviable dedication and devotion to those in charge. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This presents a major problem ' they are very averse to being told the truth about their tactics. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This state of denial ensures that the problem does not easily resolve itself.&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, certain managers even encourage bootlickers because they derive a sense of importance from them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;If these kinds of individuals exist at your workplace, you will find them hard to ignore. You will feel insecure and angry most of the time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9. The Saboteurs&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;These rank among the most difficult people at work. They disrupt the peace and harmony of the workplace with malicious intent or out of plain ignorance. In rare instances, it may be out of sheer ignorance. Whatever the case, their influence is extremely negative.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You may find that a critical document has been misplaced &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Your Internet connection may have been mysteriously disconnected. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You may not receive the accounts you badly need even though the person responsible for giving them to you is aware of the urgency. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;A malicious piece of gossip affecting you may have been put in the ear of the supervisor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10. Wheeler Dealers&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;To some people, the workplace is the venue for political intrigue or simple personal gain. Co-workers and even superiors exist solely to be manipulated. These extremely difficult people at work are usually power seekers who will stop at nothing. They may employ:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Blackmail to get a personal deal through &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Gossip to spread a self-serving rumor &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Spurious claims of personal connections to the management &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The ultimate objective of these wheeler-dealers is to gain a position of strength. This may then be employed for internal political advantage (promotions, raises etc) or for financial gain unrelated to office work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;All the above listed re categorized as negative charactersin my office. But it doesnt mean that all the good peoples are dead in my office. I shall come up with a positive version in the near future. Hehehehe...I am not sure why i came up with such post in which not everyone will do, but in another way i feel good writting about this in my blog. I feel good...theoneo theoneoooo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I Feellllllllllllllllllll Gooddddddddddddddd!!~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8297732527003035649-2592270540193638132?l=nithzroaming.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nithzroaming.blogspot.com/feeds/2592270540193638132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nithzroaming.blogspot.com/2009/05/types-of-people-at-working-place.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8297732527003035649/posts/default/2592270540193638132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8297732527003035649/posts/default/2592270540193638132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nithzroaming.blogspot.com/2009/05/types-of-people-at-working-place.html' title='Types of People At Working Place'/><author><name>Nithz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15697318027346506274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/Sc3gcrfSY0I/AAAAAAAAAJs/E3UhAO7vHsg/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/ShoFYIEtWqI/AAAAAAAAAOk/43NgmVZuhNE/s72-c/121.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8297732527003035649.post-1727134799210675619</id><published>2009-05-03T19:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T19:50:17.927-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Womenz'/><title type='text'>The Female Rules</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/Sf5XYT4lbeI/AAAAAAAAAOc/calEpWqg2Ac/s1600-h/smart-girls.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331795084019330530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 324px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/Sf5XYT4lbeI/AAAAAAAAAOc/calEpWqg2Ac/s320/smart-girls.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Female always makes THE RULES. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;THE RULES are subject to change without notice. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;No Male can possibly know all THE RULES. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;If the Female suspects the Male knows all THE RULES, she must immediately change some of THE RULES. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Female is never wrong. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;If it appears the Female is wrong, it is because of a flagrant misunderstanding caused by something the Male did or said wrong. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;If Rule #6 applies, the Male must apologize immediately for causing the misunderstanding.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Female can change her mind at any time. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Male must never change his mind without the express written consent of The Female.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Female has every right to be angry or upset at any time. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Male must remain calm at all times, unless the Female wants him to be angry or upset. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Female must, under no circumstances, let the Male know whether she wants him to be angry or upset. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Male is expected to read the mind of the Female at all times. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;At all times, what is important is what the Female meant, not what she said. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;If the Male doesn't abide by THE RULES, it is because he can't take the heat, lacks backbone, and is a wimp. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;If the Female has PMS, all THE RULES are null and void and the Male must cater to her every whim. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;If the Male, at any time, believes he is right, he must refer to Rule #5.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I am not saying i am right but in another word i could be RIGHT.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Th RULES should be abide by all Males if not our Life will be a Disaster.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Females represents Gaya, Mutu &amp;amp; Keunggulan..Our Motto for RULES Of The Day!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;p/s: I hope the picture is not offensive..Cheers to al the females out there!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8297732527003035649-1727134799210675619?l=nithzroaming.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nithzroaming.blogspot.com/feeds/1727134799210675619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nithzroaming.blogspot.com/2009/05/female-rules.html#comment-form' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8297732527003035649/posts/default/1727134799210675619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8297732527003035649/posts/default/1727134799210675619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nithzroaming.blogspot.com/2009/05/female-rules.html' title='The Female Rules'/><author><name>Nithz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15697318027346506274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/Sc3gcrfSY0I/AAAAAAAAAJs/E3UhAO7vHsg/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/Sf5XYT4lbeI/AAAAAAAAAOc/calEpWqg2Ac/s72-c/smart-girls.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8297732527003035649.post-6706113329156932891</id><published>2009-05-03T19:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T19:23:49.575-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Indianz'/><title type='text'>How to Identify an Indian</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/Sf5RZ740VAI/AAAAAAAAAOU/mFGlyONHwdo/s1600-h/family11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331788514867827714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 263px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/Sf5RZ740VAI/AAAAAAAAAOU/mFGlyONHwdo/s320/family11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Top Qualities of A Real Indian:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Everything you eat is savoured in spices,garlic, onion and tomatoes &amp;amp; no to forget "mollagai thullu" (curry powder)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;You try and reuse gift wrappers, gift boxes, and of course aluminium foil. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;You are Always standing next to the two largest size suitcases at the Airport. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;You arrive one or two hours late to a party - and think it's normal. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;You peel the stamps off letters that the Postal Service missed to stamp. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;You recycle Wedding Gifts , Birthday Gifts and Anniversary Gifts. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;You name your children in rhythms (example, Sita &amp;amp; Gita, Ram &amp;amp; Shyam, Kamini &amp;amp; Shamini.) &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;All your children have pet names, which sound nowhere close to their real names. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;You take Indian snacks anywhere it says "No Food Allowed" &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;You talk for an hour at the front door when leaving someone's house. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;You load up the family car with as many people as possible. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;You use plastic to cover anything new in your house whether it's the remote control, VCR, carpet or new couch. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Your parents tell you not to care what your friends think, but they won't let you do certain things because of what the other "Uncles and Aunties" will think. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;You buy and display crockery, which is never used , as it is for special occasions, which never happen. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;You have a vinyl tablecloth on your kitchen table. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;You use grocery bags to hold garbage. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;You keep leftover food in your fridge in as many numbers of bowls as possible. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Your kitchen shelf is full of jars, varieties of bowls and plastic utensils (got free with purchase of other stuff) &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;You carry a stash of your own food whenever you travel (and travel means any car ride longer than 15 minutes). &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;You own a rice cooker or a pressure cooker. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;You fight over who pays the dinner bill. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;You live with your parents and you are 40 years old. (And they prefer it that way). &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;You don't use measuring cups when cooking. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;You never learnt how to stand in a queue. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;You can only travel if there are 5 persons at least to see you off or receive you whether you are travelling by bus, train or plane. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;If she is NOT your daughter, you always take interest in knowing whose daughter has run with whose son and feel proud to spread it at the velocity of more than the speed of light. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;You only make long distance calls after 11 p.m. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;If you don't live at home, when your parents call, they ask if you've eaten, even if it's midnight.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;You call an older person you never met before Uncle or Aunty." &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;When your parents meet strangers and talk for a few minutes, you discover you're talking to a distant cousin. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Your parents don't realize phone connections to foreign countries have improved in the last two decades, and still scream at the top of their lungs when making foreign calls. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;You have bed sheets on your sofas so as to keep them from getting dirty. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;It's embarrassing if your wedding has less than 600 people. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;All your Tupperware is stained with food color. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;You have drinking glasses made of steel. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;You have mastered the art of bargaining in shopping. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have more than 30 qualities that i have listed above&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I know i am nuts&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have no idea why i came up with such a post&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I wish the list can go longer but my mind isnt functioning well at this point of time :p&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8297732527003035649-6706113329156932891?l=nithzroaming.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nithzroaming.blogspot.com/feeds/6706113329156932891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nithzroaming.blogspot.com/2009/05/how-to-identify-indian.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8297732527003035649/posts/default/6706113329156932891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8297732527003035649/posts/default/6706113329156932891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nithzroaming.blogspot.com/2009/05/how-to-identify-indian.html' title='How to Identify an Indian'/><author><name>Nithz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15697318027346506274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/Sc3gcrfSY0I/AAAAAAAAAJs/E3UhAO7vHsg/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/Sf5RZ740VAI/AAAAAAAAAOU/mFGlyONHwdo/s72-c/family11.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8297732527003035649.post-6246693802980344330</id><published>2009-05-03T19:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T19:16:07.705-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Motivationz'/><title type='text'>Lack of Motivation and Enthusiasm</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/Sf5PfS3yNpI/AAAAAAAAAOM/LKQybj4Lr9g/s1600-h/fck.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331786407913600658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 321px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 393px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/Sf5PfS3yNpI/AAAAAAAAAOM/LKQybj4Lr9g/s320/fck.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Motivation&lt;/strong&gt; and enthusiasm manifest as desire and interest, and as a driving force that pushes to take action and pursue goals. Lack of motivation and enthusiasm denotes absence or deficiency in desire, interest and driving force.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Lack of motivation and lack of enthusiasm are two of the main reasons for failure and of living a mediocre life. People lacking in motivation and enthusiasm are usually passive, blame everything and everyone for their circumstances, and often come up with many excuses why they shouldn't and cannot do this or that, while a motivated person will take initiative, try and not give up, and will not even think about such excuses.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Lack of motivation and enthusiasm can manifest everywhere, at home, at work, in relationships, in pursuing goals and in everything else. This often brings indifference, unhappiness and dissatisfaction.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;What are the reasons for lack of motivation and enthusiasm?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Lack of faith in one's abilities.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Fear of failure, due to failure in the past.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Low self-esteem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Lack of enough interest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Fear of what others might say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The habit of procrastination.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Laziness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;No awareness of the importance and usefulness of the subject or goal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The feeling or belief that there are other more important things to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Not having the time to delve into the subject or goal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Being too stressed or nervous.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Absence of enough stimuli or incentives.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The above reasons stifle motivation and enthusiasm, and are only excuses for not acting. However, you learn to overcome and disregard them, by becoming aware of them, acknowledging them, and understanding that you can change the programming of your mind.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, people show short bursts of motivation or enthusiasm. They start doing something enthusiastically, but lose interest and motivation after a while, because they find it hard to sustain them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;If you wish to improve your life, you need to awaken motivation and enthusiasm. You need to realize how much you lose by their absence, and how much you gain by having them.&lt;br /&gt;If you are overweight, and you don't have enough inner strength to exercise your body or follow a diet, you should consider strengthening your motivation to lose weight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;If you are a student, and are too lazy to study, you need to strengthen your desire to invest more attention, time and energy in your studies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;If you are lonely and gloomy, but wish to have love and happiness in your life, you need to kindle your desire and enthusiasm to find love. You need to awaken the desire and willingness to put time and effort into searching for someone to share your life with.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You need incentive and drive to follow your big dreams, and also for the performance of minor daily tasks and chores, otherwise laziness and absence of energy will set in procrastination. Instead of suffering, feeling uncomfortable and passive, it would be much better to awaken enough motivation to take action and do things. This will make you feel much better, happy and satisfied.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Procrastination, laziness, indifference and passivity bring unhappiness, weakness and lack of satisfaction, but being enthusiastic, motivated and active bring a sense of joy, strength and power. By getting motivated, you act, do things, take your mind off problems and difficulties and focus on finding solutions and achieving success.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8297732527003035649-6246693802980344330?l=nithzroaming.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nithzroaming.blogspot.com/feeds/6246693802980344330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nithzroaming.blogspot.com/2009/05/lack-of-motivation-and-enthusiasm.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8297732527003035649/posts/default/6246693802980344330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8297732527003035649/posts/default/6246693802980344330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nithzroaming.blogspot.com/2009/05/lack-of-motivation-and-enthusiasm.html' title='Lack of Motivation and Enthusiasm'/><author><name>Nithz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15697318027346506274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/Sc3gcrfSY0I/AAAAAAAAAJs/E3UhAO7vHsg/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/Sf5PfS3yNpI/AAAAAAAAAOM/LKQybj4Lr9g/s72-c/fck.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8297732527003035649.post-2726626498616442789</id><published>2009-05-03T18:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T19:00:03.433-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Factz'/><title type='text'>Twenty Funny Truths</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/Sf5LhI6QLwI/AAAAAAAAAN8/jrWgf7syNA0/s1600-h/aps6.gif"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331782041552826114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 358px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 283px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/Sf5LhI6QLwI/AAAAAAAAAN8/jrWgf7syNA0/s320/aps6.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;1.Regular naps prevent old age... especially if you take them while driving. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;2.Having one child makes you a parent; having two makes you a referee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;3.Marriage is a relationship in which one person is always right and the other is the husband!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;4.They said we should all pay our tax with a smile. I tried- but they wanted cash.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;5A child's greatest period of growth is the month after you've purchased new school uniforms.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;6.Don't feel bad. A lot of people have no talent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;7.Don't marry the person you want to live with, marry the one you cannot live without... but whatever you do, you'll regret it later. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;8.You can't buy love. . But you pay heavily for it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;9.True friends stab you in the front.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;10.Forgiveness is giving up my right to hate you for hurting me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;11.Bad officials are elected by good citizens who do not vote.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;12.Laziness is nothing more than the habit of resting before you get tired. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;13.Those who can't laugh at themselves leave the job to others. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;14.Ladies first. Pretty ladies sooner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;15.It doesn't matter how often a married man changes his job, he still ends up with the same boss.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;16.They call our language the mother tongue because the father seldom gets to speak. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;17.Saving is the best thing. Especially when your parents have done it for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;18.Wise men talk because they have something to say; fools talk because they have to say something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;19.Real friends are the ones who survive transitions between address books.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;20.Sometimes it is better to be alone than being in a relationship as it reminds me of daughter in law &amp;amp; mother in law sense of relationship.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8297732527003035649-2726626498616442789?l=nithzroaming.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nithzroaming.blogspot.com/feeds/2726626498616442789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nithzroaming.blogspot.com/2009/05/twenty-funny-truths.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8297732527003035649/posts/default/2726626498616442789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8297732527003035649/posts/default/2726626498616442789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nithzroaming.blogspot.com/2009/05/twenty-funny-truths.html' title='Twenty Funny Truths'/><author><name>Nithz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15697318027346506274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/Sc3gcrfSY0I/AAAAAAAAAJs/E3UhAO7vHsg/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/Sf5LhI6QLwI/AAAAAAAAAN8/jrWgf7syNA0/s72-c/aps6.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8297732527003035649.post-6660352752261052123</id><published>2009-05-03T18:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T18:45:19.972-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Motivationz'/><title type='text'>7 Destructive Habits of Unsuccessful People</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/Sf5H79zKKxI/AAAAAAAAAN0/m9BSaAItutA/s1600-h/fit00.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331778104380238610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 298px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 402px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/Sf5H79zKKxI/AAAAAAAAAN0/m9BSaAItutA/s320/fit00.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;WARNING! If you want to have a fantastic life, never engage yourself in these 7 deadly habits that incompetent people do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Number 1 - They Think, Say, &amp;amp; Do Negative Things.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Yup. They see problems in every opportunity. They complain that the sun is too hot. They cursed the rain for ruining their plans for the day. They blame the wind for ruining their hair. They think that everyone is against them. They see the problems but never the solutions. Every little bit of difficulty is exaggerated to the point of tragedy. They regard failures as catastrophes. They become discouraged easily instead of learning from their mistakes. They never seem to move forward because they're always afraid to come out of their comfort zones. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Number 2 - They Act Before They Think.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;They move based on instinst or impulse. If they see something they like, they buy at once without any second thought. Then they see something better. They regret &amp;amp; curse for not able to take advantage of the bargain. Then they spend &amp;amp; spend again until nothing's left. They don't think about the future. What they're after is the pleasure they will experience at present. They don't think about the consequenses. Those who engage in unsafe sex, criminality, and the like are included in this group. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Number 3 - They Talk Much More Than They Listen&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;They want to be the star of the show. So they always engage in talks that would make them heroes, even to the point of lying. Oftentimes they are not aware that what they're saying is not sensible anymore. When other people advise them, they close their ears because they're too proud to admit their mistakes. In their mind they're always correct. They reject suggestions because that will make them feel inferior. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Number 4 - They Give Up Easily&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Successful people treat failures as stepping stones to success. Incompetent ones call it quits upon recognizing the first signs of failure. At first, they may be excited to start an endeavor. But then they lose interest fairly quickly, especially when they encounter errors. Then they go &amp;amp; search for a new one. Same story &amp;amp; same results. Incompetent people don't have the persistence to go on and fulfill their dreams. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Number 5 - They Try to Bring Others Down To Their Level&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Incompetent people envy other successful individuals. Instead of working hard to be like them, these incompetent ones spread rumors and try every dirty trick to bring them down. They could've asked these successful ones nicely. But no, they're too proud. They don't want to ask advise. Moreover, they're too negative to accomplish anything. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Number 6 - They Waste Their Time&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;They don't know what to do next. They may just be contented on eating, getting drunk, watching TV, or worse, staring at the blank wall with no thoughts whatsoever to improve their lives. It's perfectly fine to enjoy once in a while. But time should be managed efficiently in order to succeed. There should be a proper balance between work &amp;amp; pleasure. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Number 7 - They Take the Easy Way Out&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;If there are two roads to choose from, incompetent people would choose the wider road with less rewards than the narrower road with much better rewards at the end. They don't want any suffering or hardship. They want a good life. What these people don't know is that what you reap is what you sow. Efforts &amp;amp; action will not go unnoticed. If only they would be willing to sacrifice a little, they would be much better off. Successful people made it through trials &amp;amp; error. They never give up. They are willing to do everything necessary to achieve what they aspire for in life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8297732527003035649-6660352752261052123?l=nithzroaming.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nithzroaming.blogspot.com/feeds/6660352752261052123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nithzroaming.blogspot.com/2009/05/7-destructive-habits-of-unsuccessful.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8297732527003035649/posts/default/6660352752261052123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8297732527003035649/posts/default/6660352752261052123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nithzroaming.blogspot.com/2009/05/7-destructive-habits-of-unsuccessful.html' title='7 Destructive Habits of Unsuccessful People'/><author><name>Nithz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15697318027346506274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/Sc3gcrfSY0I/AAAAAAAAAJs/E3UhAO7vHsg/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/Sf5H79zKKxI/AAAAAAAAAN0/m9BSaAItutA/s72-c/fit00.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8297732527003035649.post-1665534338297262684</id><published>2009-04-17T22:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T22:41:39.779-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cartoonz'/><title type='text'>Cute..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/SelnU2lB15I/AAAAAAAAANs/Y0GDIR8-rPg/s1600-h/vladstudio_proud_200x150.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 206px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325901642288191378" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/SelnU2lB15I/AAAAAAAAANs/Y0GDIR8-rPg/s320/vladstudio_proud_200x150.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/SelnUmI8UlI/AAAAAAAAANk/gvn4CdeZ65M/s1600-h/vladstudio_snail_racing_200x150.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 209px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 175px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325901637875421778" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/SelnUmI8UlI/AAAAAAAAANk/gvn4CdeZ65M/s320/vladstudio_snail_racing_200x150.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/SelnUoTJbgI/AAAAAAAAANU/wwRSveIaTq0/s1600-h/puluvu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 205px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 131px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325901638455094786" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/SelnUoTJbgI/AAAAAAAAANU/wwRSveIaTq0/s320/puluvu.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325901639637933394" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/SelnUstKHVI/AAAAAAAAANc/OK1p5U17LW0/s320/toucan.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/Selm3PoTG-I/AAAAAAAAANM/orQZBkqCn5Y/s1600-h/horse.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 192px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 125px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325901133616716770" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/Selm3PoTG-I/AAAAAAAAANM/orQZBkqCn5Y/s320/horse.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/Selm27U5izI/AAAAAAAAANE/6Jw1pFZEJdk/s1600-h/elephant+n+giraffe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 190px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325901128166640434" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/Selm27U5izI/AAAAAAAAANE/6Jw1pFZEJdk/s320/elephant+n+giraffe.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/Selm26dvf5I/AAAAAAAAAM8/fPlYG33xdws/s1600-h/2+elephant.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 195px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 153px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325901127935295378" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/Selm26dvf5I/AAAAAAAAAM8/fPlYG33xdws/s320/2+elephant.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/Selm25J3UUI/AAAAAAAAAM0/pLbYq1RqJqM/s1600-h/anglerfish.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325901127583486274" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/Selm25J3UUI/AAAAAAAAAM0/pLbYq1RqJqM/s320/anglerfish.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/Selm2l9uv7I/AAAAAAAAAMs/a--A8jyZfPA/s1600-h/snail_and_chameleon_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325901122432319410" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/Selm2l9uv7I/AAAAAAAAAMs/a--A8jyZfPA/s320/snail_and_chameleon_.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/Selmb1bHJSI/AAAAAAAAAMk/WXEoHwFbcMA/s1600-h/alien_and_chameleon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325900662725616930" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/Selmb1bHJSI/AAAAAAAAAMk/WXEoHwFbcMA/s320/alien_and_chameleon.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Something cute...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8297732527003035649-1665534338297262684?l=nithzroaming.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nithzroaming.blogspot.com/feeds/1665534338297262684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nithzroaming.blogspot.com/2009/04/cute.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8297732527003035649/posts/default/1665534338297262684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8297732527003035649/posts/default/1665534338297262684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nithzroaming.blogspot.com/2009/04/cute.html' title='Cute..'/><author><name>Nithz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15697318027346506274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/Sc3gcrfSY0I/AAAAAAAAAJs/E3UhAO7vHsg/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/SelnU2lB15I/AAAAAAAAANs/Y0GDIR8-rPg/s72-c/vladstudio_proud_200x150.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8297732527003035649.post-5639495549121238162</id><published>2009-04-17T21:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T22:30:44.021-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hinduism'/><title type='text'>Do Hindus believe in reincarnation?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 329px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325891646360808978" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/SelePA2ObhI/AAAAAAAAAMU/BeZ0xi8g_g4/s320/dharmawheel.jpg" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;(pic above shows Dharmawheel is a symbol representing Dharma,the Buddha's teaching of the path to enlightement)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="BORDER-BOTTOM: windowtext 1pt solid; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; PADDING-BOTTOM: 1pt; PADDING-LEFT: 0cm; PADDING-RIGHT: 0cm; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; PADDING-TOP: 0cm; mso-element: para-border-div; mso-border-bottom-alt: solid windowtext .75pt"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; TEXT-ALIGN: justify; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0cm; PADDING-LEFT: 0cm; PADDING-RIGHT: 0cm; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; PADDING-TOP: 0cm; mso-border-bottom-alt: solid windowtext .75pt; mso-padding-alt: 0cm 0cm 1.0pt 0cm"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#330033;"&gt;Do Hindus believe in reincarnation?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; TEXT-ALIGN: justify; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0cm; PADDING-LEFT: 0cm; PADDING-RIGHT: 0cm; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; PADDING-TOP: 0cm; mso-border-bottom-alt: solid windowtext .75pt; mso-padding-alt: 0cm 0cm 1.0pt 0cm"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; TEXT-ALIGN: justify; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0cm; PADDING-LEFT: 0cm; PADDING-RIGHT: 0cm; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; PADDING-TOP: 0cm; mso-border-bottom-alt: solid windowtext .75pt; mso-padding-alt: 0cm 0cm 1.0pt 0cm"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;A:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Yes, we believe the soul is immortal and takes birth time and time again. Through this process, we have experiences, learn lessons and evolve spiritually. Finally we graduate from physical birth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; TEXT-ALIGN: justify; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0cm; PADDING-LEFT: 0cm; PADDING-RIGHT: 0cm; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; PADDING-TOP: 0cm; mso-border-bottom-alt: solid windowtext .75pt; mso-padding-alt: 0cm 0cm 1.0pt 0cm"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Longer answer:&lt;/b&gt; Carnate means "of flesh," and reincarnate means to "reenter the flesh." Yes, Hindus believe in reincarnation. To us, it explains the natural way the soul evolves from immaturity to spiritual illumination. Life and death are realities for all of us. Hinduism believes that the soul is immortal, that it never dies, but inhabits one body after another on the Earth during its evolutionary journey. Like the caterpillar's transformation into a butterfly, physical death is a most natural transition for the soul, which survives and, guided by karma, continues its long pilgrimage until it is one with God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; TEXT-ALIGN: justify; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0cm; PADDING-LEFT: 0cm; PADDING-RIGHT: 0cm; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; PADDING-TOP: 0cm; mso-border-bottom-alt: solid windowtext .75pt; mso-padding-alt: 0cm 0cm 1.0pt 0cm"&gt;I myself have had many lives before this one and expect to have more. Finally, when I have it all worked out and all the lessons have been learned, I will attain enlightenment and moksha, liberation. This means I will still exist, but will no longer be pulled back to be born in a physical body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 321px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 270px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325897012456359858" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/SeljHXHGh7I/AAAAAAAAAMc/87OGBJBXlI0/s320/ravanan.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; TEXT-ALIGN: justify; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0cm; PADDING-LEFT: 0cm; PADDING-RIGHT: 0cm; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; PADDING-TOP: 0cm; mso-border-bottom-alt: solid windowtext .75pt; mso-padding-alt: 0cm 0cm 1.0pt 0cm"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; TEXT-ALIGN: justify; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0cm; PADDING-LEFT: 0cm; PADDING-RIGHT: 0cm; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; PADDING-TOP: 0cm; mso-border-bottom-alt: solid windowtext .75pt; mso-padding-alt: 0cm 0cm 1.0pt 0cm"&gt;Even modern science is discovering reincarnation. There have been many cases of individuals" remembering their past lives. These have been researched by scientists, psychiatrists and parapsychologists during the past decades and documented in good books and videos. Young children speak of vivid past-life memories, which fade as they grow older, as the veils of individuality shroud the soul's intuitive understanding. Great mystics speak of their past lives as well. So do our ancient scriptures, the Vedas, reveal the reality of reincarnation. Reincarnation is believed in by the Jains and the Sikhs, by the Indians of the &lt;?xml:namespace prefix = st1 ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags" /&gt;&lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Americas&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;, and by the Buddhists, certain Jewish sects, the Pagans and the many indigenous faiths. Even Christianity originally taught reincarnation, but formally renounced it in the twelfth century. It is, in fact, one of the widest held articles of faith on planet Earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; TEXT-ALIGN: justify; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0cm; PADDING-LEFT: 0cm; PADDING-RIGHT: 0cm; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; PADDING-TOP: 0cm; mso-border-bottom-alt: solid windowtext .75pt; mso-padding-alt: 0cm 0cm 1.0pt 0cm"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Elaboration:&lt;/b&gt; At death the soul leaves the physical body. But the soul does not die. It lives on in a subtle body called the astral body. The astral body exists in the nonphysical dimension called the astral plane, which is also the world we are in during our dreams at night when we sleep. Here we continue to have experiences until we are reborn again in another physical body as a baby. Each reincarnating soul chooses a home and a family which can best fulfill its next step of learning and maturation. After many lifetimes of following dharma, the soul is fully matured in love, wisdom and knowledge of God. There is no longer a need for physical birth, for all lessons have been learned, all karmas fulfilled. That soul is then liberated, freed from the cycle of birth, death and rebirth. Evolution then continues in the more refined spiritual worlds. Similarly, after we graduate from elementary school we never have to go back to the fifth grade. We have gone beyond that level in understanding. Thus, life's ultimate goal is not money, not clothes, not sex, not power, not food or any other of the instinctive needs. These are natural pursuits, but our real purpose on this Earth is to know, to love and to serve God and the Gods. That leads to the rare and priceless objects of life: enlightenment and liberation. This Hindu view of the soul's evolution answers many otherwise bewildering questions, removing the fear of death while giving assurance that each soul is evolving toward the same spiritual destiny, for the Hindu believes that karma and reincarnation are leading every single soul to God Realization. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; TEXT-ALIGN: justify; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0cm; PADDING-LEFT: 0cm; PADDING-RIGHT: 0cm; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; PADDING-TOP: 0cm; mso-border-bottom-alt: solid windowtext .75pt; mso-padding-alt: 0cm 0cm 1.0pt 0cm"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8297732527003035649-5639495549121238162?l=nithzroaming.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nithzroaming.blogspot.com/feeds/5639495549121238162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nithzroaming.blogspot.com/2009/04/do-hindus-believe-in-reincarnation.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8297732527003035649/posts/default/5639495549121238162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8297732527003035649/posts/default/5639495549121238162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nithzroaming.blogspot.com/2009/04/do-hindus-believe-in-reincarnation.html' title='Do Hindus believe in reincarnation?'/><author><name>Nithz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15697318027346506274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/Sc3gcrfSY0I/AAAAAAAAAJs/E3UhAO7vHsg/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/SelePA2ObhI/AAAAAAAAAMU/BeZ0xi8g_g4/s72-c/dharmawheel.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8297732527003035649.post-7094485206167907111</id><published>2009-04-17T20:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T21:04:04.298-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Motivationz'/><title type='text'>Live Life With No Regrets</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/SelQskEnYcI/AAAAAAAAAL8/z9v0eXQIOK0/s1600-h/916b6abfb276e2ba.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 393px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 269px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325876760869822914" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/SelQskEnYcI/AAAAAAAAAL8/z9v0eXQIOK0/s320/916b6abfb276e2ba.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;How often have you thought, "I wish I knew then what I know now?" So many of us have those times when we sit around, gazing into the recesses of our souls, scrutinizing our past in an effort to better understand where we are now. More often than not, this journey of reflection illuminates opportunities lost, and people left behind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;When you look back over your life, the odds say there are going to be at least a few things that you would have done differently back in the? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;If only…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Most of us have a list of, "coulda, shoulda, woulda"… and we all know for certain from that list that our life would not be the same had we done things differently. What we don't know, is if we had made different decisions, exactly where we would be. Hindsight is always 20/20. Navigating through life is as much about looking forward as it is about looking back. The thing is, until time passes, you just don't know how things are going to unfold. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It's easy to look back and see where you may have made mistakes, where you may not have used the best judgment or considered all of the possible outcomes. After living through the consequences of your decisions, you have achieved something that can never be achieved any other way - experience. For good or ill, it is those choices and those experiences resulting from those choices that have shaped you and brought you to where you are now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;There's always tomorrow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Just because you can't go back and change the past doesn't mean that all opportunities are lost forever. In fact, it is quite the opposite. By accepting things as they are and understanding how they came to be, you are more likely to recognize or create even greater opportunity. And, chances are good, life has brought you to the place and circumstances in which you are supposed to be. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The choices you made, you made for a reason. Whether they seem right or wrong now really has no bearing, because they were apparently right for you at that moment in time, and the experiences that followed were necessary to your soul's development. You can beat yourself up and regret your path by indulging in "coulda, shoulda, woulda" fantasy or you can embrace your unmet desires and find a way to make them a reality. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;There is more than one possible outcome for every decision we make. When we look back with regret, we tend to believe that our lives would be better if we had done things differently. It's possible, but it could also be that what we see as a better choice then, could have been a fatal mistake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;No regrets&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The geek with the family may be a person you could never love, no matter how much they loved you. Not landing the job you thought was your perfect fit may have sent you down a path that may have caused you to excel much further in a slightly different career. Your European expedition changed the way you look at life - and the memories are something that will lift your spirits until you have one foot in the grave. You may not have your formal education now, but it is never too late. Colleges are everywhere, and now you know what your major really should be. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="BORDER-BOTTOM: windowtext 1pt solid; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; PADDING-BOTTOM: 1pt; PADDING-LEFT: 0cm; PADDING-RIGHT: 0cm; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; PADDING-TOP: 0cm; mso-element: para-border-div; mso-border-bottom-alt: solid windowtext .75pt"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0cm; PADDING-LEFT: 0cm; PADDING-RIGHT: 0cm; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; PADDING-TOP: 0cm; mso-border-bottom-alt: solid windowtext .75pt; mso-padding-alt: 0cm 0cm 1.0pt 0cm"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0cm; PADDING-LEFT: 0cm; PADDING-RIGHT: 0cm; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; PADDING-TOP: 0cm; mso-border-bottom-alt: solid windowtext .75pt; mso-padding-alt: 0cm 0cm 1.0pt 0cm"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;What you did or didn't do doesn't dictate what you can do or are capable of doing in the future, it only highlights how to recognize what will bring you fulfillment. So, forge ahead with anticipation! Some of your biggest mistakes are most likely your most valued blessings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0cm; PADDING-LEFT: 0cm; PADDING-RIGHT: 0cm; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; PADDING-TOP: 0cm; mso-border-bottom-alt: solid windowtext .75pt; mso-padding-alt: 0cm 0cm 1.0pt 0cm"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8297732527003035649-7094485206167907111?l=nithzroaming.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nithzroaming.blogspot.com/feeds/7094485206167907111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nithzroaming.blogspot.com/2009/04/live-life-with-no-regrets.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8297732527003035649/posts/default/7094485206167907111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8297732527003035649/posts/default/7094485206167907111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nithzroaming.blogspot.com/2009/04/live-life-with-no-regrets.html' title='Live Life With No Regrets'/><author><name>Nithz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15697318027346506274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/Sc3gcrfSY0I/AAAAAAAAAJs/E3UhAO7vHsg/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/SelQskEnYcI/AAAAAAAAAL8/z9v0eXQIOK0/s72-c/916b6abfb276e2ba.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8297732527003035649.post-6184654621104370453</id><published>2009-04-10T20:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T22:42:58.404-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Women and Men'/><title type='text'>The Difference Between Women &amp; Men</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 321px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325878709625496834" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/SelSd_wLJQI/AAAAAAAAAME/lt2r3dEx_zM/s320/manwomandifferences2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;For&lt;/span&gt; centuries, the differences between men and women were socially defined and distorted through a lens of sexism in which men assumed superiority over women and maintained it through domination. As the goal of equality between men and women now grows closer we are also losing our awareness of important differences. In some circles of society, politically correct thinking is obliterating important discussion as well as our awareness of the similarities and differences between men and women. The vision of equality between the sexes has narrowed the possibilities for discovery of what truly exists within a man and within a woman. The world is less interesting when everything is same. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It is my position that men and women are equal but different. When I say equal, I mean that men and women have a right to equal opportunity and protection under the law. The fact that people in this country are assured these rights does not negate my observation that men and women are at least as different psychologically as they are physically.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 217px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325878922479806786" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/SelSqYsmKUI/AAAAAAAAAMM/Ep2k8-5Ge3A/s320/manwomandifferences.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;None of us would argue the fact that men and women are physically different. The physical differences are rather obvious and most of these can be seen and easily measured. Weight, shape, size and anatomy are not political opinions but rather tangible and easily measured. The physical differences between men and women provide functional advantages and have survival value. Men usually have greater upper body strength, build muscle easily, have thicker skin, bruise less easily and have a lower threshold of awareness of injuries to their extremities. Men are essentially built for physical confrontation and the use of force. Their joints are well suited for throwing objects. A man’s skull is almost always thicker and stronger than a women’s. The stereotype that men are more "thick-headed" than women is not far fetched. A man’s "thick headedness", and other anatomical differences have been associated with a uniquely male attraction to high speed activities and reckless behavior that usually involve collisions with other males or automobiles. Men invented the game "chicken", not women. Men, and a number of other male species of animal seem to charge and crash into each other a great deal in their spare time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Women on the other hand have four times as many brain cells (neurons) connecting the right and left side of their brain. This latter finding provides physical evidence that supports the observation that men rely easily and more heavily on their left brain to solve one problem one step at a time. Women have more efficient access to both sides of their brain and therefore greater use of their right brain. Women can focus on more than one problem at one time and frequently prefer to solve problems through multiple activities at a time. Nearly every parent has observed how young girls find the conversations of young boys "boring". Young boys express confusion and would rather play sports than participate actively in a conversation between 5 girls who are discussing as many as three subjects at once! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The psychological differences between man and women are less obvious. They can be difficult to describe. Yet these differences can profoundly influence how we form and maintain relationships that can range from work and friendships to marriage and parenting. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Recognizing, understanding, discussing as well as acting skillfully in light of the differences between men and women can be difficult. Our failure to recognize and appreciate these differences can become a life long source of disappointment, frustration, tension and eventually our downfall in a relationship. Not only can these differences destroy a promising relationship, but most people will grudgingly accept or learn to live with the consequences. Eventually they find some compromise or way to cope. Few people ever work past these difficulties. People tend to accept what they don’t understand when they feel powerless to change it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Relationships between men and women are not impossible or necessarily difficult. Problsimply arise when we expect or assume the opposite sex should think, feel or act the way we do. It’s not that men and women live in completely different realities. Rather, our lack of knowledge and mutual experience gives rise to our difficulties. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Despite great strides in this country toward equality, modern society hasn’t made relationships between men and women any easier. Today’s society has taught us and has imposed on us the expectation that men and women should live together continuously, in communion, and in harmony. These expectations are not only unrealistic but ultimately they leave people feeling unloved, inadequate, cynical, apathetic or ashamed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The challenge facing men and women is to become aware of their identities, to accept their differences, and to live their lives fully and as skillfully as possible. To do this we must first understand in what ways we are different. We must avoid trying to change others to suit our needs. The following illustrates some important differences between men and women. These differences are not absolute. They describe how men and women are in most situations most of the time....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8297732527003035649-6184654621104370453?l=nithzroaming.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nithzroaming.blogspot.com/feeds/6184654621104370453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nithzroaming.blogspot.com/2009/04/for-centuries-differences-between-men.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8297732527003035649/posts/default/6184654621104370453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8297732527003035649/posts/default/6184654621104370453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nithzroaming.blogspot.com/2009/04/for-centuries-differences-between-men.html' title='The Difference Between Women &amp;amp; Men'/><author><name>Nithz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15697318027346506274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/Sc3gcrfSY0I/AAAAAAAAAJs/E3UhAO7vHsg/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/SelSd_wLJQI/AAAAAAAAAME/lt2r3dEx_zM/s72-c/manwomandifferences2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8297732527003035649.post-5734214474958244884</id><published>2009-04-10T20:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T20:56:17.203-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Work'/><title type='text'>Overtime..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/SeASyC-yhHI/AAAAAAAAAL0/fKvJD2CANDk/s1600-h/time+mgt.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323275410554913906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 249px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/SeASyC-yhHI/AAAAAAAAAL0/fKvJD2CANDk/s320/time+mgt.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Doing Overtime..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forty hours a week isn't much time to accomplish your mound of endless tasks at work, making the need for overtime a reality for most. You head into the office early, you stay late, you check e-mail on weekends, and in many cases, you do it because it’s part of your job. But if putting in these extra hours isn’t helping you whittle down your to-do list or moving you in the direction of that raise or promotion, it may be time to reevaluate the situation.Before burning the midnight oil again, learn how to work overtime strategically by following our tips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Work overtime on occasion&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;If you’re always the first to arrive and the last to leave each day, you may have set your own standard. Yes, your commitment to the organization is noticed, but now your extra hours are expected rather than appreciated. To work overtime strategically, your best approach is to show willingness to go the extra mile and put in the additional hours, but not to let this willingness to work overtime be anticipated or taken for granted. In the long-term, you will gain respect from your managers. Furthermore, you’ll likely get more recognition and rewards when you eagerly commit yourself to working overtime when there are deadlines and the chips are down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Make sure your overtime is acknowledged&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;More often than not, you may be putting in the extra hours without anyone noticing. While it’s not a good idea to blatantly announce your daily arrival and departure times, you can work overtime strategically by ensuring that those around you take notice of your efforts. After all, part of your commitment to staying late is motivated by the desire for rewards, right? Discreet tactics, such as sending e-mails from your work late at night or on your days off, provide a time stamp and are noticed. Managers always tend to smile when one of their employees responds to an e-mail while on a personal day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Track your overtime&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Regardless of whether your overtime is sporadic or an everyday reality, you can work overtime strategically by keeping a detailed account of the extra hours you’ve put in. If you’re habitually working overtime, this log will help identify your level of productivity. Frequently, those who claim that they are swamped and don’t have a minute to spare get far less done than those who wonder if they’re bringing enough to the table. Work overtime strategically by taking stock of what additional tasks you are effectively completing during those extra hours. Additionally, having a detailed account of these hours helps your cause come review time; it’s easier to get credit for something you can back up with evidence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;L&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;everage your overtime&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Now that you’re keeping records of your overtime, you need to put those hours to work for you. The basis of these hours makes a strong case for you come salary negotiation or vacation time. For instance, if you are denied a raise, you can easily say you’re working 20% more than you should be. Your longer hours should never be used in a threatening manner, but with the right documentation and approach, you should be able to use them as the basis for negotiation. In some ways, this means tooting your own horn; if you’re putting in the hours and not bringing it up and not getting the rewards you deserve, you can only blame yourself for not speaking up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Doin’ time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;If putting in overtime hours is something you do on a regular basis, you’re defeating the purpose of these extra hours, both from a productivity and advancement standpoint. Work overtime strategically by monitoring your overtime efforts and using them to your advantage to effectively complete more work and derive some benefits.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323274755041459554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 253px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/SeASL5AM_WI/AAAAAAAAALs/45_1UKo6Z-w/s320/books.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;p/s: The reason i came up with this post is because i HATE doing overtime especially when i am assigned with an urgent task/project when i have packed my things to go back home. Well, without much to say, i still have to stay late night to finish it anyway. It will be reflected in my yearly KPI, reporting, projects, assessments, bla bla...I HATE early of the month!! Reason being, my dateline to prepare MIS reporting for my doink Head of Retail Banking. Note: I will be spending 1week or less to prepare it but end of the day, the first page of the presentation has a special indication which states my Manager's name &amp;amp; NOT MINE. Real bugger's, don't you think so? You are spending days to complete the most crucial report for the Dept but your name won't be there at any pages of the reporting presentation. Haihs..No value for AM like me as the credit will still go to my Manager anyway...My situation is best decribed as "Lembu punya susu,sapi dapat nama" by my working cgues. My AIM is to become one of the Managers in 2-3years to come...!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8297732527003035649-5734214474958244884?l=nithzroaming.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nithzroaming.blogspot.com/feeds/5734214474958244884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nithzroaming.blogspot.com/2009/04/overtime.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8297732527003035649/posts/default/5734214474958244884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8297732527003035649/posts/default/5734214474958244884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nithzroaming.blogspot.com/2009/04/overtime.html' title='Overtime..'/><author><name>Nithz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15697318027346506274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/Sc3gcrfSY0I/AAAAAAAAAJs/E3UhAO7vHsg/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/SeASyC-yhHI/AAAAAAAAAL0/fKvJD2CANDk/s72-c/time+mgt.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8297732527003035649.post-4556543560317888050</id><published>2009-04-10T20:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T20:30:37.559-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Motivationz'/><title type='text'>Failure!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/SeANxMI-UJI/AAAAAAAAALk/LW2YzJuZGGw/s1600-h/failure.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323269898275541138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 202px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/SeANxMI-UJI/AAAAAAAAALk/LW2YzJuZGGw/s320/failure.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Failure!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Just the word “failure” can send shivers down our spine. If you’re like me and many of my clients, you’re probably not a big fan of failing. However, if you think about some of your biggest failures in life, haven’t they taught you a great deal and been extremely valuable to your growth, your development, and even your happiness in hindsight?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Failure itself isn’t the real issue; it’s our relationship to and our fear of failure that causes us pain and frustration. Think of what your life, your relationships, and your career would be like if you were not afraid to fail? For most of us, this would make things very different.&lt;br /&gt;Failure is essential …&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;No risk, no reward! Michael Jordan said, “I missed 100% of the shots that I didn’t take.” We rarely regret what we do. We mostly regret the things we don’t do; especially the ones we are scared to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;On our path of life, growth, and success, we all encounter failure. Some of the most successful people who have ever walked the planet have failed miserably, publicly, and in ways that many of us would not be able to recover from.&lt;br /&gt;What if we actually appreciated failing? Remember, appreciating something doesn’t necessarily mean we like or enjoy it. Appreciation means that we recognize the value of something and are grateful for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Things we can appreciate about failing:&lt;br /&gt;- Failure often gives us important feedback about where we are&lt;br /&gt;- Failure gives us contrast and can make success that much more meaningful&lt;br /&gt;- Failure usually involves taking a risk, which is something we can acknowledge ourselves for and be proud of&lt;br /&gt;- Failure is usually a great opportunity for learning, growth, and improvement&lt;br /&gt;- Failure gives us an opportunity to love ourselves, even when we don’t do or get what we want&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;By learning to appreciate ourselves when we fail and appreciate the failure itself, we take our power back from situations, circumstances, and the opinions of other people in our lives. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Our ability to appreciate failure, learn from it, and use it to our advantage, gives us an important insight into how to create success in a conscious and deliberate way. Appreciating failure is a key to success and fulfillment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Change your perspective …&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Make a list of some of the biggest failures in your life – things from the past or things that are currently happening. What can you appreciate about each of these failures? What did you learn? What feedback did you get? How did failing in this way enhance your life? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;If you look for it, you’ll be able to find many things to appreciate about your failures. Appreciating your failures will allow you alter your relationship to failing, let go of some of the fear you have about it, and ultimately create more success in your life!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8297732527003035649-4556543560317888050?l=nithzroaming.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nithzroaming.blogspot.com/feeds/4556543560317888050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nithzroaming.blogspot.com/2009/04/failure.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8297732527003035649/posts/default/4556543560317888050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8297732527003035649/posts/default/4556543560317888050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nithzroaming.blogspot.com/2009/04/failure.html' title='Failure!!'/><author><name>Nithz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15697318027346506274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/Sc3gcrfSY0I/AAAAAAAAAJs/E3UhAO7vHsg/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/SeANxMI-UJI/AAAAAAAAALk/LW2YzJuZGGw/s72-c/failure.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8297732527003035649.post-3943673431383332092</id><published>2009-04-10T20:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T20:23:02.847-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily stuffs'/><title type='text'>TV In My Life..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323267476870308386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 234px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/SeALkPs-oiI/AAAAAAAAALU/6-dP-B_pUSg/s320/tv.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The television today, seems to have engulfed - almost - all other activities. Lots have been said how TV has literally spoilt social life, book reading habit, playing outdoor games, visualizing capabilities, made us couch potatoes, given early age eye defects, awful thoughts - what not! And not to forget the oft cursed serials (or the soap operas). Though I find almost everyone swinging brickbats on them, the viewership has not diminished a bit. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;If you are a regular "serial-watcher" (I am one of them,hehehe) and you missing a day watching it, you would still get the story, miss a week - no worries, skip a few months - you would still be able to decipher the plot! The soap directors think the audience are dunces and we, very earnestly, prove them right - don't we?Okay, enough of the brickbats - whatever said and done, the TV seems to be a very good companion - at times, the ONLY companion. I have had a stint with this kind of experience during my days away from home. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323268392641319218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 232px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/SeAMZjNzUTI/AAAAAAAAALc/n1DRyaHyVTE/s320/fam10.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Though I had my roomies, having had to work on some stupid projects, loneliness was inevitable at times and loneliness to me - more than causing boredom and frustration - is haunting! And it was during these times that my friendly companion came to my rescue - who else? my little 14" Videocon TV. Believe it or not, I would just switch on the TV, tune into some song channel or to some insane soap and leave it as is and carry on with my brushing, attending nature's call, cooking, dressing, cleaning and so on - having just a faint idea as to what's going on the TV.And when I was even farther away from home, getting very little chance to rub shoulders with my native tongue or culture, TV again was my solace. Of course, there were other arenas too - like friends, internet, gazing around, roaming the city, getting to know the other culture, but still, during my times of solitude, I could rely on TV! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Even the most irritable song, a disgusting actor (name captain Vijaykanth), a lousy heroine (Shreya) all seem to have descended from heaven then. I am sure many folks who are staying/have stayed alone (especially the ones living abroad) would be able to relate to this state of mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Agreed TV has taken many a quality time but to me, many a time, it has helped me maintain my mental quality :-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8297732527003035649-3943673431383332092?l=nithzroaming.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nithzroaming.blogspot.com/feeds/3943673431383332092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nithzroaming.blogspot.com/2009/04/tv-in-my-life.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8297732527003035649/posts/default/3943673431383332092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8297732527003035649/posts/default/3943673431383332092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nithzroaming.blogspot.com/2009/04/tv-in-my-life.html' title='TV In My Life..'/><author><name>Nithz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15697318027346506274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/Sc3gcrfSY0I/AAAAAAAAAJs/E3UhAO7vHsg/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/SeALkPs-oiI/AAAAAAAAALU/6-dP-B_pUSg/s72-c/tv.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8297732527003035649.post-701882730148792719</id><published>2009-04-10T19:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T20:22:07.008-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily stuffs'/><title type='text'>Rojak??</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/SeAHwePYySI/AAAAAAAAALM/iAnIKhkmXEk/s1600-h/ed5.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323263288884644130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 230px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/SeAHwePYySI/AAAAAAAAALM/iAnIKhkmXEk/s320/ed5.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Bahasa Rojak @ Rojak??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Purists have always and will always denounce bahasa rojak as a crude and vile mixture of several different languages. Instead of adhering to the rigidly set rules of grammar for Malay, or to the age-old conventions of English, bahasa rojak has developed a style of its own that can be greatly dissatisfying for the language purist. After all, bahasa rojak is neither here nor there, mixing all sorts of languages (but mainly Malay and English) into a colourful palette of diversity.Nevertheless, it is my firm belief that bahasa rojak will prove to be the unifying language that neither Malay nor English can be for Malaysia. That is not to say that these two languages don't have roles to play — they do — but rather that they will be secondary to bahasa rojak in acting as a unifying language, mainly because they are the building blocks of bahasa rojak.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Now, what constitutes bahasa rojak? There are probably a lot of different definitions, but I prefer to keep mine simple. I define bahasa rojak as any mixture of Malaysian languages that does not adhere to the rules of any of these languages and is intelligible for most of the population. Thus, Manglish falls under bahasa rojak — as just one example.One of the most often decried things about our country is that we seem to be at a loss, drifting for identity. One aspect of this apparent identity crisis is that our national language, Malay, seems neglected.I would contend that for the chauvinist Chinese and Indians, this is probably so — but these people constitute a tiny minority of the population. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Most Malaysians have a national language, and use it on a regular basis, however. It is just that this language happens to be bahasa rojak instead of Malay.After all, consider just how much we use this language on a daily basis in our casual affairs. Bahasa rojak has a practical monopoly on our mouths. When we swear, we don't do it in one language alone. You'd be surprised how many Chinese are inclined to mutter "p-kim-k" or "p-nd-k" or how many Indians cry "c-b-i" when things don't go their way. (And if you don't understand what any of the latter words mean, you've just failed the shibboleth test of Malaysian-ness.)Should we not bemoan the fact that the proper, grammatically- and synctatically-correct appear to be dying out? Of course — it's just that they aren't really dying out.After all, I would argue that all of the country's four major languages — Malay, English, Mandarin and Tamil — are more alive than ever. Almost every Malaysian worth his salt can speak Malay, if not some smattering of English as well (although the line between English and Manglish/bahasa rojak can sometimes be hard to draw).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Thanks to vernacular schools, Chinese and Tamil are often used by the common Chinese or Indian. Some may find this trend troubling in a sense, since the possibility of separatism always exists in a plural society which finds itself divided into cliques along racial lines.I believe there is no problem in preventing racial separatism while encouraging the study of Mandarin and Tamil, however. The solution is simple: make these languages electives in all national schools, and provide well-qualified teachers to train students in speaking them.If you are the type who is inclined against bahasa rojak, this is also beneficial because it encourages inter-ethnic bonding without introducing an odd pidgin language. By making Chinese and Tamil classes available to all Malaysians, we will be able to raise the level of understanding between the different communities and cultures.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I think, however, that bahasa rojak itself will not die out. It has found its niche in the mamak shops and in the hearts and minds of Malaysians, and there will it remain. There is no more true sign of one's Malaysian-ness than being able to order roti canai at the mamak, and there is but one language to use in such a situation: bahasa rojak.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I, for one, welcome our new grammatically incorrect overlords.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Now, let's talk about our all time fav Malaysian food-Rojak..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;You can call it a fruit rojak or fruits salad but whatever it is, Penang Rojak is certainly one of the main favorite among locals as well as tourist alike. Sold in almost every part of the island from hawker stalls up to a more fancied restaurants, Penang Rojak is one of the main dish to whetyour appetites whenever you are in Penang.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;At a quick glance, you might feel a little bit eerie to try it out due to the nature of the dish which is dark in color and unknown ingredients being used. But if you just take one bite, I guarantee that immediately, you'll become the hard core Rojak fan in Penang, like me. The delicious Penang style rojak consists typically of cucumber, pineapple, mango, jambu (water apple/rose apple), cuttlefish, turnip (jicama), bean sprouts, taupok (puffed soya bean cake) and youtiao (fried dough fritters). The dressing is made up of sugar, chili, lime juice and the pungent Hae Ko (dark prawn paste). All the fruits are cut into small bites portions and tossed in a bowl with the dressing to properly mix it. Together with the last ingredients which are crushed peanuts and crunchy crackers, the rojak is served for a totally satisfying snack or meal. Trust me, I've tried eating theso call "Best Penang Rojak" variant in Johor and really the taste is a big disappointment. It's more watery, the fruits are not fresh, the taste is a letdown and it is so much expensive. They can call their rojak the best in Johor or K.L but to me the distinctive taste of Penang rojak can never be the same elsewhere. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8297732527003035649-701882730148792719?l=nithzroaming.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nithzroaming.blogspot.com/feeds/701882730148792719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nithzroaming.blogspot.com/2009/04/rojak.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8297732527003035649/posts/default/701882730148792719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8297732527003035649/posts/default/701882730148792719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nithzroaming.blogspot.com/2009/04/rojak.html' title='Rojak??'/><author><name>Nithz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15697318027346506274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/Sc3gcrfSY0I/AAAAAAAAAJs/E3UhAO7vHsg/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/SeAHwePYySI/AAAAAAAAALM/iAnIKhkmXEk/s72-c/ed5.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8297732527003035649.post-7008129613099641451</id><published>2009-03-28T02:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T02:57:29.150-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Guyz'/><title type='text'>What Men Really Mean??</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/Sc3xWv0pSyI/AAAAAAAAALE/y0LENm7a8Bw/s1600-h/menz.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318172108091116322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 304px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/Sc3xWv0pSyI/AAAAAAAAALE/y0LENm7a8Bw/s320/menz.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Girls, this advice is for you who are tired of your guys wondering eye. First off, I must tell you, that a lot of your men do not even know that they are checking out other girls, while with you. Men have girls’ hardwired into their brain, and they too, are easily distracted. Like a dog that notices a cat or cat that chases the mouse, men usually do what is instinctual for them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So here are a few tips for you to keep their attention focused more on you, and the "short mini skirt" walking by. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;First you must know that this is an on going investment to keep him focused. A man needs to know that you care about them. Instead of hitting them up with your hectic day first or what ever else is on your mind, engage him about his day. Ask and listen to what he has to say. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Then you have his full attention for him to listen to you and what is on your mind. The next piece of advice, feed on their manhood. They are admittedly simple and love to be teased by you about sex. It does not have to be a pole dance; just a few teasing words and actions on a regular basis will make him think of you more often in excitement when you both are not together. So give him a few things to think about when he is away at work or out hanging with friends. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;When you catch him looking in ways he shouldn’t, don’t let him know that it bothers you. There is nothing bigger of an ego booster to a man than knowing his woman is jealous. If a man thinks that it bothers you to look at the girl walking by, he may even do it more just to feed off it. If he happens to not change after all of this, give him a taste of his own medicine. This will always make them think twice, and will finally know how it feels. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;A simple yet easy to understand by everyone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What Men Really Mean :&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"It's a guy thing."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;-Really means...."There is no rational thought pattern connected with it, and you have no chance at all of making it logical." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"Can I help with dinner?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;-Really means...."Why isn't it already on the table?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"Uh huh," "Sure, honey," or "Yes, dear."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;-Really means....Absolutely nothing. It's a conditioned response.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"It would take too long to explain."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;-Really means..."I have no idea how it works.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"We're going to be late."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;-Really means...."Now I have a legitimate excuse to drive like a maniac."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"Take a break, honey, you're working too hard."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;-Really means...."I can't hear the game over the vacuum cleaner."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"That's interesting, dear."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;-Really means...."Are you still talking?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"It's a really good movie."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;-Really means...."It's got guns, knives, fast cars, and beautiful women."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"That's women's work."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;-Really means...."It's difficult, dirty, and thankless."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that's the real meaning!!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8297732527003035649-7008129613099641451?l=nithzroaming.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nithzroaming.blogspot.com/feeds/7008129613099641451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nithzroaming.blogspot.com/2009/03/what-men-really-mean.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8297732527003035649/posts/default/7008129613099641451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8297732527003035649/posts/default/7008129613099641451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nithzroaming.blogspot.com/2009/03/what-men-really-mean.html' title='What Men Really Mean??'/><author><name>Nithz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15697318027346506274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/Sc3gcrfSY0I/AAAAAAAAAJs/E3UhAO7vHsg/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/Sc3xWv0pSyI/AAAAAAAAALE/y0LENm7a8Bw/s72-c/menz.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8297732527003035649.post-5728110177850680599</id><published>2009-03-28T02:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T02:36:02.795-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Motivationz'/><title type='text'>A More Meaningful Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/Sc3tmSTEaKI/AAAAAAAAAK8/GqgX0u_IvEo/s1600-h/FindingHappiness-main_Full.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318167976997054626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 273px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 350px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/Sc3tmSTEaKI/AAAAAAAAAK8/GqgX0u_IvEo/s320/FindingHappiness-main_Full.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Top ten ways to start a more meaningful life :&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Too many of us live like goldfish, swimming in the same orbit day in and day out feeling uninspired, tired, bored and sometimes worse. Life is much too precious to waste that way. Every person has a unique purpose in life. I implore you not to waste your days berating yourself for what you don't know and don't do well. Instead, discover your strengths, passions, purpose and build your life on those. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are 10 ideas about living a meaningful life, as I understand them. Embracing even a few of these will help you begin the exciting journey of self discovery&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;We are all here for a purpose. Your being here makes a difference. Your purpose may be obscure to you and a challenge to discover. Start now. There are many resources, coaches and books to help you with this endeavor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The secret to fulfillment is self knowledge. Start the exciting journey of discovery. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The second part of the secret to fulfillment is to apply your self knowledge to what you do and how you live. The more you know, the more you can actively pursue your true purpose&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Don't waste time lamenting what you don't do well. Concentrate on your strengths. Those reflect who you are. Leave the other things to people who do them well. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Build on your strengths. Do more of them and give yourself recognition for doing the things you do well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Pay attention to the small details that you enjoy in your everyday life. Do more of them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Pay attention to the small details you don't enjoy. Find ways (such as delegation) to eliminate as many of them as possible.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Keep a journal and put particular emphasis on the things about yourself and events in your life for which you are grateful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Make an effort to release the negative aspects of your past. Try not be imprisoned by your past. Do not define yourself by your past.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Jumpstart your self-esteem by giving back to the community. Volunteer in a meaningful way that suits who you are and your interests.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy the journey. You will get to know and like yourself in a whole new way. Work with a friend, hire a coach, and use the resources out there, to help you with objectivity. Have someone point out the good things about you that you have a tendency to overlook. As soon as you stop doing what you hate and start doing what you love, you may find your life more meaningful and fulfilling.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8297732527003035649-5728110177850680599?l=nithzroaming.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nithzroaming.blogspot.com/feeds/5728110177850680599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nithzroaming.blogspot.com/2009/03/more-meaningful-life.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8297732527003035649/posts/default/5728110177850680599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8297732527003035649/posts/default/5728110177850680599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nithzroaming.blogspot.com/2009/03/more-meaningful-life.html' title='A More Meaningful Life'/><author><name>Nithz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15697318027346506274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/Sc3gcrfSY0I/AAAAAAAAAJs/E3UhAO7vHsg/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/Sc3tmSTEaKI/AAAAAAAAAK8/GqgX0u_IvEo/s72-c/FindingHappiness-main_Full.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8297732527003035649.post-4840573689325972607</id><published>2009-03-28T02:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T02:23:32.745-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Healthz'/><title type='text'>VasoolRaja MBBS Dictionary</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318165855392877442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 344px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 318px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/Sc3rqytNy4I/AAAAAAAAAK0/4YL7VuOe2mI/s320/kamal-hassan-wallpaper.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/Sc3rRk3fE_I/AAAAAAAAAKs/JRqHtZugbnU/s1600-h/Vasool-Raja-MBBS-925046628s.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;VASOOLRAJA MBBS DICTIONARY :&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Antibody - Against everyone&lt;br /&gt;Artery - The study of fine paintings&lt;br /&gt;Bacteria - Back door to a cafeteria&lt;br /&gt;Bowel - Letters like a,e,I,o,u&lt;br /&gt;Caesarian Section - A district in Rome&lt;br /&gt;Cardiology - Advanced study of Poker playing&lt;br /&gt;Cat Scan - Searching for lost kitty&lt;br /&gt;Coma - Punctuation mark Yaar, Simple!&lt;br /&gt;Cyst - A short for sister&lt;br /&gt;Diagnosis - Person with slanted nose&lt;br /&gt;Dilate - The late British Princess Diana&lt;br /&gt;Enema - Not a friend&lt;br /&gt;False Labor - Pretending to work&lt;br /&gt;Genes - Blue denim&lt;br /&gt;Hernia - She is close by&lt;br /&gt;Hymen - Greeting to several males&lt;br /&gt;Impotent - distinguished / well-known&lt;br /&gt;Labor Pain - Hurt at work&lt;br /&gt;Menopause - Men no wait&lt;br /&gt;Microbes - Small dressing gowns&lt;br /&gt;Obesity - City of Obe&lt;br /&gt;Pacemaker - Winner of Nobel Peace Prize&lt;br /&gt;Protein - in favor of teens&lt;br /&gt;Pulse – Grain&lt;br /&gt;Pus - Small cat&lt;br /&gt;Red Blood Count – Dracula&lt;br /&gt;Secretion – Hiding anything&lt;br /&gt;Tablet - Small table&lt;br /&gt;Urine - Opposite of you are out&lt;br /&gt;Varicose - Very close &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;p/s : Yena kodumai sir idhu!!~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8297732527003035649-4840573689325972607?l=nithzroaming.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nithzroaming.blogspot.com/feeds/4840573689325972607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nithzroaming.blogspot.com/2009/03/vasoolraja-mbbs-dictionary.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8297732527003035649/posts/default/4840573689325972607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8297732527003035649/posts/default/4840573689325972607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nithzroaming.blogspot.com/2009/03/vasoolraja-mbbs-dictionary.html' title='VasoolRaja MBBS Dictionary'/><author><name>Nithz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15697318027346506274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/Sc3gcrfSY0I/AAAAAAAAAJs/E3UhAO7vHsg/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/Sc3rqytNy4I/AAAAAAAAAK0/4YL7VuOe2mI/s72-c/kamal-hassan-wallpaper.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8297732527003035649.post-5548734927862545654</id><published>2009-03-28T01:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T02:12:24.266-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Peoplez'/><title type='text'>Definition Of Real Malaysian</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/Sc3oawgrrCI/AAAAAAAAAKk/cW6U_fAfbJ8/s1600-h/men.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318162281390648354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 315px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 308px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/Sc3oawgrrCI/AAAAAAAAAKk/cW6U_fAfbJ8/s320/men.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;You will never be happy if you continue to search for what happiness consists of. You will never live if you are looking for the meaning of life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Malaysian culture has evolved since Malaysia gained its independence. During the times when parents were my age they would spend time studying, playing traditional games and just lazing around. They would eat traditional food and do EVERYTHING traditional. But now its the 21st century. Times have changed. Therefore western and eastern cultures have clashed and now the new age Malaysian cultures has emerged. What is the new age Malaysian culture? Well read on to find out......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- Motorists:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;This is another phenomenon that intrigues me. It seems that they have a few rules of engagements themselves. For example, pedestrians are like those dummies in the test driving chamber. You're supposed to try to ram into them as fast as you can. Unfortunately, these dummies can move. Secondly, motorists keep it in mind that it is not themselves who are in the wrong, it is the other motorists. They think that the motorist is an idiot, or worse, a ******. If EVERY motorist thinks that, then who is the REAL idiot? Very puzzling indeed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- Mamak stalls:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;This is the best, cheapest, and most happening place to "lepak" (hang out). Why, it has budget food (how much can flour, egg and butter cost?), it has cheap drinks (I still think they charge to much for water, tea leaves and a tiny fruit), and the ambiance can be found no where else (Yeah, the oily, smoky air that stings your eyes with tons of Bangladeshi workers, a group of Ah Bengs and Ah Lians in one corner shouting away like they think they're big shots, and to top it all up a few school kids in one corner fagging while looking around cautiously in case they get caught). Definitely one of the more popular places to hang out in Malaysia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- Coffee Bean &amp;amp; Starbucks:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ah, the to most famous coffee joints in the world has seeped its claws into Malaysians. It has also even infected me and made me patronize them. Its a disease I tell you. Even though its addictive, I still prefer mamak stalls compared to these high class coffee shops. Come on man, 10 bucks for water, bean extract, shit!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- Cyber Cafes:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;When cyber cafe first came to Malaysia they weren't very popular. Most people preferred to stay at home and play computer games and go online there since they have computers at home. Only people with no computers used these places. But that all changed when Gearbox made a Half-Life MOD called Counter-Strike. This little mod which could be downloaded free from the internet took the world by storm. It gained instant popularity. But the only problem is it was a multiplayer game only. Malaysia's phone lines are not fast enough to play this game smoothly. So the only other option is going to a cyber cafe to play Counter-Strike, Alien Vs Predator, Red Alert. Now its like, the only game played by cyber cafe patrons. Funnily, these people have never played any other games before to the fact that they think Half-Life is a Counter-Strike MOD, not vice versa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- Pirated CDs:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Next to Hong Kong Malaysia is the heaven for pirated CDs. It seems like here in Malaysia these syndicates have rules, that is every major shopping complex and must have at least 5 shops selling pirated CDs. They are very cheap considered to other countries. Plus with the currency exchange rate the only reason why people are visiting Malaysia now is to get pirated CDs, and pirated this, pirated that, yadda yadda yadda...Satu DVD RM7 saja..mari mari mariii..Not to forget 'blue' VCD's are selled even to kids. Pasar malam, restaurants (moving Pirated CD seller's) &amp;amp; so on..Haihs**&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;strong&gt;Marquee centers:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;If you don't know what is marquee pronounced "marr kay", its those illegal horse gambling machines. Yeah, yeah some of you might think, "But I thought Dr. Mahatir and gang closed it all down with illegal arcade centres?". Well, you better be going out more often that. Those shops with tinted windows which looks empty has marquee machines inside. Most of the guys I know (when i was young) play this thing. Its addictive, and one game is only 20 cents or 1 dollar. Hidden gambling are also available here..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Malaysian Oh Malaysian!!~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8297732527003035649-5548734927862545654?l=nithzroaming.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nithzroaming.blogspot.com/feeds/5548734927862545654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nithzroaming.blogspot.com/2009/03/you-will-never-be-happy-if-you-continue.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8297732527003035649/posts/default/5548734927862545654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8297732527003035649/posts/default/5548734927862545654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nithzroaming.blogspot.com/2009/03/you-will-never-be-happy-if-you-continue.html' title='Definition Of Real Malaysian'/><author><name>Nithz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15697318027346506274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/Sc3gcrfSY0I/AAAAAAAAAJs/E3UhAO7vHsg/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/Sc3oawgrrCI/AAAAAAAAAKk/cW6U_fAfbJ8/s72-c/men.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8297732527003035649.post-511384381430994087</id><published>2009-03-28T01:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T01:57:08.398-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Moviez'/><title type='text'>10 Rules Of Indian Film Making</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318157166135781746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 308px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 230px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/Sc3jxAs4qXI/AAAAAAAAAKU/e9SKjr2c4sU/s320/vijaykanth.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Two brothers separated in childhood will always grow up on different sides of the law. The law-breaker, however, will suddenly turn over a new leaf before the end, bash up the villain (who is the *real* bad guy), and be pardoned for all his sins before the last-scene family reunion. (This is possible only if he has a heroine - see rule 2 below).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;If the number of heroes is not equal to the number of heroines, the excess heroes/heroines will &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;a) die &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;b) join the Red Cross and take off to Switzerland before the end of the movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;If there are 2 heroes in a movie, they will fight each other savagely for at least 5 minutes (10 if they are brothers).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Any court scene will have the dialogue "Objection milord". If it is said by the hero, or his lawyer, it will be overruled. Else, it will be sustained.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The hero's sister will usually marry the hero's best friend (i.e. the second hero). Else, she will be raped by the villain within the 1st 30 minutes, and commit suicide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;In a chase, the hero will always overtake the villain, even on a bullock-cart, or on foot.&lt;br /&gt;When the hero fires at the villain(s), he will never &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;a) miss &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;b) run out of bullets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;When the villain fires at the hero, he will always miss (unless the hero is required to die, as in rule 2).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Any fight sequence shall take place in the vicinity of a stack of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;a) pots&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;b) barrels &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;c) glass bottles, which will be smashed to pieces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Any movie involving lost and found brothers will have a song sung by a) the brothers b) their blind mother (but of course, she has to be blind in order to regain her sight in the climax) c) the family dog/cat. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318158346558307490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 216px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/Sc3k1uHi_KI/AAAAAAAAAKc/iD1DJhgpJl8/s320/ajith.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Police inspectors (when not played by the hero) come in two categories:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a) Scrupulously honest, probably the hero's father - killedby the villain before the titles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;b) Honest, but always chasing the anti-hero (as in Rule 1), saying"Ni satteh the uteh tappi keh veh mudiyadhu(you can never run from law &amp;amp; the rules)", only to pat him in the back in reel 23. Usually, this inspector's daughter is in love with the anti-hero.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;c) The corrupt inspector, (usually the real villain's sidekick) unceremoniously knocked about by the hero(s) in the climax.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish i can elaborate more but that will be in Part 2. Hehehehe..What do you think about this rules? True right?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8297732527003035649-511384381430994087?l=nithzroaming.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nithzroaming.blogspot.com/feeds/511384381430994087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nithzroaming.blogspot.com/2009/03/10-rules-of-indian-film-making.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8297732527003035649/posts/default/511384381430994087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8297732527003035649/posts/default/511384381430994087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nithzroaming.blogspot.com/2009/03/10-rules-of-indian-film-making.html' title='10 Rules Of Indian Film Making'/><author><name>Nithz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15697318027346506274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/Sc3gcrfSY0I/AAAAAAAAAJs/E3UhAO7vHsg/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/Sc3jxAs4qXI/AAAAAAAAAKU/e9SKjr2c4sU/s72-c/vijaykanth.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8297732527003035649.post-2365432719746668685</id><published>2009-03-28T01:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T03:02:56.169-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lovez'/><title type='text'>A Malayalam Guy's Proposal Letter...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/Sc3hJyjy66I/AAAAAAAAAKM/g_AAfhYkD8k/s1600-h/ltr7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318154293301406626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 254px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/Sc3hJyjy66I/AAAAAAAAAKM/g_AAfhYkD8k/s320/ltr7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A south Indian Guys Proposal Letter.. Hilarious.. Crazy!!!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CAUTION: MAKE SURE YOU ARE NOT EATING OR DRINKING WHEN READING THIS! I WAS DRINKING TEA AND SPURTED AND SPIFFED TEA ALL OVER MY KEYBOARD AND HAD TO *&amp;amp;%$ CLEAN UP!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Madam:I am an olden young uncle living only with myself in Thiruvananthapuram. Having seen your advertisement for marriage purposes, I decided to press myself on you and hope you will take me nicely.I am a soiled son from inside Kerala. I am nice and big, six foot tall and six inches long. My body is filled with hardness, as because I am working hardly. I am playing hardly also. Especially I like cricket and I am a good batter and I am fast baller. Whenever I come running in for balling, other batters start running. Everybody is scared of my rapid balls that bounce a lot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I am very nice man. I am always laughing loudly at everyone. I am a jolly gay . Especially ladies, they are saying I am nice and soft. I am always giving respect to the ladies. I am always allowing ladies to get on top.That is how nice I am.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not having any bad habits. I am not drinking and I am not sucking tobacco or anything else. Every morning I am going to the gym and I am pumping like anything. Daily I am pumping and pumping. If you want you can come and see how much I am pumping the dumb belles in the gym.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am having a lot of money in my pants and my pants is always open for you. I am such a nice man, but still I am living with myself only. What to do? So I am taking things into my own hands everyday. That is why I am pressing myself on you, so that you will come in my house and take my things into your hand. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;If you are marrying me madam, I am telling you, I will be loving you very hard every day. In fact, I will stop pumping dumb belles in the gym.If you are not marrying me madam and not coming to me, I will press you and press you until you come. So I am placing my head between your nicely smelling feet and looking up with lots of hope. I am waiting very badly for your reply and I am stiff with anticipation&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Expecting soon,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yours and only yours Kutty&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8297732527003035649-2365432719746668685?l=nithzroaming.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nithzroaming.blogspot.com/feeds/2365432719746668685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nithzroaming.blogspot.com/2009/03/malayalam-guys-proposal-letter.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8297732527003035649/posts/default/2365432719746668685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8297732527003035649/posts/default/2365432719746668685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nithzroaming.blogspot.com/2009/03/malayalam-guys-proposal-letter.html' title='A Malayalam Guy&apos;s Proposal Letter...'/><author><name>Nithz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15697318027346506274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/Sc3gcrfSY0I/AAAAAAAAAJs/E3UhAO7vHsg/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/Sc3hJyjy66I/AAAAAAAAAKM/g_AAfhYkD8k/s72-c/ltr7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8297732527003035649.post-1456273194911544618</id><published>2009-03-13T22:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T23:14:35.311-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mysteryz'/><title type='text'>~The Top Ten Unexplained Phenomena~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This time i have come out with an article on top ten unexplained phenomena that one may think may understand if you are into mystery stuffs but if you are not one of them &amp;amp; are looking forward for a chicky/childish post, sorry to say, this post is totally a different one. Purinja padingeh, ilehna parevaleh :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3 style="margin-left: 36pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;10.The Body/Mind Connection&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-left: 36pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Medical science is only beginning to understand the ways in which the mind influences the body. The placebo effect, for example, demonstrates that people can at times cause a relief in medical symptoms or suffering by believing the cures to be effective - whether they actually are or not. Using processes only poorly understood, the body's ability to heal itself is far more amazing than anything modern medicine could create.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-left: 36pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="margin-left: 36pt;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/SbtEKzHIPAI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/eKU46nyDoOo/s1600-h/9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 169px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/SbtEKzHIPAI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/eKU46nyDoOo/s320/9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312915137723120642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3 style="margin-left: 36pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;9. Psychic powers and ESP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;   &lt;p style="margin-left: 36pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Psychic powers and extra-sensory perception (ESP) rank among the top ten unexplained phenomena if for no other reason than that belief in them is so widespread. Many people believe that intuition (see #3) is a form of psychic power, a way of accessing arcane or special knowledge about the world or the future. Researchers have tested people who claim to have psychic powers, though the results under controlled scientific conditions have so far been negative or ambiguous. Some have argued that psychic powers cannot be tested, or for some reason diminish in the presence of skeptics or scientists. If this is true, science will never be able to prove or disprove the existence of psychic powers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-left: 36pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-left: 36pt;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/SbtDysTGC7I/AAAAAAAAAJI/XffoTypX_mg/s1600-h/8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 169px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/SbtDysTGC7I/AAAAAAAAAJI/XffoTypX_mg/s320/8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312914723577400242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-left: 36pt;"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;h3 style="margin-left: 36pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;8. Near-Death Experiences and Life After Death&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;   &lt;p style="margin-left: 36pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;People who were once near death have sometimes reported various mystical experiences (such as going into a tunnel and emerging in a light, being reunited with loved ones, a sense of peace, etc.) that may suggest an existence beyond the grave. While such experiences are profound, no one has returned with proof or verifiable information from "beyond the grave." Skeptics suggest that the experiences are explainable as natural and predictable hallucinations of a traumatized brain, yet there is no way to know with certainty what causes near death experiences or they are merely visions. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/SbtCCLfJTWI/AAAAAAAAAJA/tc80mC98jMA/s1600-h/7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 169px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/SbtCCLfJTWI/AAAAAAAAAJA/tc80mC98jMA/s320/7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312912790624226658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3 style="margin-left: 36pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;7. UFOs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;   &lt;p style="margin-left: 36pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;There is no doubt that UFOs (Unidentified Flying Objects) exist - many people see things in the skies that they cannot identify, ranging from aircraft to meteors. Whether or not any of those objects and lights are alien spacecraft is another matter entirely; given the fantastic distances and effort involved in just getting to Earth from across the universe, such a scenario seems unlikely. Still, while careful investigation has revealed known causes for most sighting reports, some UFO incidents will always remain unexplained.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/SbtBYtxFX-I/AAAAAAAAAI4/ptUub4GS3nk/s1600-h/6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 169px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/SbtBYtxFX-I/AAAAAAAAAI4/ptUub4GS3nk/s320/6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312912078271766498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p style="margin-left: 36pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-left: 36pt;"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;h3 style="margin-left: 36pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;6. Deja vu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-left: 36pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Deja vu is a French phrase meaning 'already seen,' referring to the distinct, puzzling, and mysterious feeling of having experienced a specific set of circumstances before. A woman might walk into a building, for example, in a foreign country she'd never visited, and sense that the setting is eerily and intimately familiar. Some attribute deja vu to psychic experiences or unbidden glimpses of previous lives. As with intuition (see #3), research into ,human psychology can offer more naturalistic explanations, but ultimately the cause and nature of the phenomenon itself remains a mystery&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/SbtA9KfcOsI/AAAAAAAAAIw/0cm9yEW4bYQ/s1600-h/halloween_ghosts_77.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 205px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/SbtA9KfcOsI/AAAAAAAAAIw/0cm9yEW4bYQ/s320/halloween_ghosts_77.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312911604946057922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3 style="margin-left: 36pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;5. Ghosts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-left: 36pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;From the Shakespeare play "MacBeth" to the NBC show "Medium," spirits of the dead sincere eyewitnesses continue to report seeing, photographing, and even communicating with ghosts. Ghost investigators hope to one day prove that the dead can contact the living, providing a final answer to the mystery.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; have long made an appearance in our culture and folklore. Many people have reported seeing apparitions of both shadowy strangers and departed loved ones. Though definitive proof for the existence of ghosts remains elusive, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/SbtAa7YYW-I/AAAAAAAAAIo/MddehfNSvyY/s1600-h/5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 250px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/SbtAa7YYW-I/AAAAAAAAAIo/MddehfNSvyY/s320/5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312911016774360034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3 style="margin-left: 36pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;4. Mysterious Disappearances&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;   &lt;p style="margin-left: 36pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;People disappear for various reasons. Most are runaways, some succumb to accident, a few are abducted or killed, but most are eventually found. Not so with the truly mysterious disappearances. Some people seem to have vanished without a trace. When missing persons are found, it is always through police work, confession, or accident never by 'psychic detectives'). But when the evidence is lacking and leads are lost&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="margin-left: 36pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-left: 36pt;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/Sbs_2TQIopI/AAAAAAAAAIg/RgbIhKmqIr8/s1600-h/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 169px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/Sbs_2TQIopI/AAAAAAAAAIg/RgbIhKmqIr8/s320/3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312910387527066258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-left: 36pt;"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;h3 style="margin-left: 36pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;3. Intuition&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;   &lt;p  style="margin-left: 36pt; text-align: justify;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Whether we call it gut feelings, a 'sixth sense,' or something else, we have all experienced intuition at one time or another. Of course, gut feelings are often wrong (how many times during aircraft turbulence have you been sure your plane was going down?), but they do seem to be right much of the time. Psychologists note that people subconsciously pick up information about the world around us, leading us to seemingly sense or know information without knowing exactly how or why we know it.But cases of intuition are difficult to prove or study, and psychology may only be part of the answer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-left: 36pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-left: 36pt;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/Sbs_bpAKMRI/AAAAAAAAAIY/6mWhkLvk-8A/s1600-h/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 250px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/Sbs_bpAKMRI/AAAAAAAAAIY/6mWhkLvk-8A/s320/2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312909929509171474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-left: 36pt;"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-left: 36pt;"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;h3 style="margin-left: 36pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3 style="margin-left: 36pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;2. Bigfoot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;   &lt;p style="margin-left: 36pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;For decades, large, hairy, manlike beasts called Bigfoot have occasionally been reported by eyewitnesses across America. Despite the thousands of Bigfoot that must exist for a breeding population, not a single body has been found. Not one has been killed by a hunter, struck dead by a speeding car, or even died of natural causes. In the absence of hard evidence like teeth or bones, support comes down to eyewitness sightings and ambiguous photos and films. Since it is logically impossible to prove a universal negative, science will never be able to prove that creatures like Bigfoot and the Loch Ness monsterdo not exist, and it is possible that these mysterious beasts lurk far from prying eyes.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="" lang="EN"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/Sbs-YHZoiJI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/c25diRqw2Uw/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/Sbs-YHZoiJI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/c25diRqw2Uw/s320/1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312908769437976722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3 style="margin-left: 36pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;1. The Taos Hum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p  style="margin-left: 36pt; text-align: justify;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Some residents and visitors in the small city of Taos, New Mexico, have for years been annoyed and puzzled by a mysterious and faint low-frequency hum in the desert air. Oddly, only about 2 percent of Taos residents report hearing the sound. Some believe it is caused by unusual acoustics; others suspect mass hysteria or some secret, sinister purpose. Whether described as a whir, hum, or buzz and whether natural, psychological or supernatural no one has yet been able to locate the sound's origin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-left: 36pt; text-align: justify; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;h3 style="margin-left: 36pt;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/SbtINNlYdmI/AAAAAAAAAJY/rvj344o1hdg/s1600-h/hum.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 226px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/SbtINNlYdmI/AAAAAAAAAJY/rvj344o1hdg/s320/hum.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312919577235584610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h3&gt; &lt;p  style="margin-left: 36pt; text-align: justify;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://findthetimetorhyme.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html"&gt;http://findthetimetorhyme.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The listings might not be as you might think/prefer but whatever it is, this 10 phenomena's cant be differentiated through which is the most mysterious &amp;amp; which is not. Hehehehe...as my saying goes "The mystery remains unsolved"....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8297732527003035649-1456273194911544618?l=nithzroaming.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nithzroaming.blogspot.com/feeds/1456273194911544618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nithzroaming.blogspot.com/2009/03/top-ten-unexplained-phenomena.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8297732527003035649/posts/default/1456273194911544618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8297732527003035649/posts/default/1456273194911544618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nithzroaming.blogspot.com/2009/03/top-ten-unexplained-phenomena.html' title='~The Top Ten Unexplained Phenomena~'/><author><name>Nithz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15697318027346506274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/Sc3gcrfSY0I/AAAAAAAAAJs/E3UhAO7vHsg/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/SbtEKzHIPAI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/eKU46nyDoOo/s72-c/9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8297732527003035649.post-859238222994698286</id><published>2009-03-13T21:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T22:06:04.182-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mysteryz'/><title type='text'>~Friday the 13th Myth~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/SbswDn9mGUI/AAAAAAAAAHY/VLaqq9si9yY/s1600-h/friday-13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 229px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/SbswDn9mGUI/AAAAAAAAAHY/VLaqq9si9yY/s320/friday-13.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312893024238704962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;         H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;olla..I am suppost to post this yesterday (Friday 13th) but due to some technical issue (Internet server down), so i decided to off my laptop &amp;amp; continue with the post today..Now you must already have a small picture on what this post is going to be all about. Number 13!!! A mysterious number that most human beings will try to do their level best to avoid it, be it house number, car number which starts with it, etc. I have an old friend of mine in which her house number in real fact is 13 but they have changed it to 13A. An&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;other example, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;one of my working cgue who had just bought a new house &amp;amp; his house number should be 13 but the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;y have changed it into 11A. Don't you think it's interesting? I believe most of us realize it but there's another one more mysterious myth that we call it as "Friday 13th". Let me brief you something about this...This may sound creepy &amp;amp; for some interesting :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/SbsyIwJwtEI/AAAAAAAAAHg/26UEVAkvWe0/s1600-h/f+13+c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 211px; height: 179px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/SbsyIwJwtEI/AAAAAAAAAHg/26UEVAkvWe0/s320/f+13+c.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312895311359816770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:10;"  lang="EN-US" &gt;I&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;f &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" class="yshortcuts" &gt;Friday the 13th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; is unlucky, then 2009 is an unusually unlucky year. This week's Friday the 13th is one of three to endure this year. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:85%;"  lang="EN-US" &gt;The first came last month. The next is in No&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:85%;"  lang="EN-US" &gt;vember. Such a rare triple-threat occurs only once every 11 years. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:85%;"  lang="EN-US" &gt;The origin of the link between bad luck and Friday the 13th is murky. The whole thing might date to Biblical times (the 13th guest at the Last Supper betrayed Jesus). By the &lt;span class="yshortcuts"&gt;Middle Ages&lt;/span&gt;, both Friday and 13 were considered bearers of bad fortune. In modern times, the superstition permeates society.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:85%;"  lang="EN-US" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:85%;" lang="EN-US" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:85%;" lang="EN-US" &gt;Here are five of our favorite Friday-the-13th facts:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:85%;" lang="EN-US" &gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:85%;" lang="EN-US" &gt;1. Fear of Friday the 13th - one of the most popular myths in science - is called paraskavedekatriaphobia as well as friggatriskaidekaphobia. &lt;span class="yshortcuts"&gt;Triskaidekaphobia&lt;/span&gt; is fear of the number 13.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:85%;" lang="EN-US" &gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:85%;" lang="EN-US" &gt;2. Many hospitals have no room 13, while some tall buildings skip the 13th floor and some airline terminals omit Gate 13.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:85%;" lang="EN-US" &gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:85%;" lang="EN-US" &gt;3. President Franklin D Roosevelt would not travel on th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:85%;" lang="EN-US" &gt;e 13th day of any month and would never host 13 guests at a meal. Napoleon and President Herbert Hoover were also triskaidekaphobic, with an abnormal fear of the number 13.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:85%;" lang="EN-US" &gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:85%;" lang="EN-US" &gt;4. &lt;span class="yshortcuts"&gt;Mark Twain&lt;/span&gt; once was the 13th guest at a dinner party. A f&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:85%;" lang="EN-US" &gt;riend warned him not to go. "It was bad luck," Twain later told the friend. "They only had food for 12." Superstitious diners in Paris can hire a quatorzieme, or professional 14th guest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:85%;" lang="EN-US" &gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:10;"  lang="EN-US" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;5. The number 13 suffers from its position after 12, according to numerologists who consider the latter to be a complete number - 12 months in a year, 12 signs of the zodi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:10;"  lang="EN-US" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ac, 12 gods of Olympus, 12 labors of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" class="yshortcuts" &gt;Hercules&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;, 12 tribes of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" class="yshortcuts" &gt;Israel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;, 12 apostles of Jesus, 12 days of Christmas and 12 eggs in a dozen. Absolutely TRUE right??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:10;"  lang="EN-US" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/SbsydVbV_bI/AAAAAAAAAHo/kBmypzfpOuo/s1600-h/f+13+e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 119px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/SbsydVbV_bI/AAAAAAAAAHo/kBmypzfpOuo/s320/f+13+e.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312895664963059122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:85%;"  lang="EN-US" &gt;Now you must be wondering why am i using some scientific words. To get a better understanding on the meanings, i did some research &amp;amp; the definition is good enough to understand clearly what's this myth is all about. Paraskevidekatriaphobics — people afflicted with a morbid, irrational fear of Friday the 13th — should be pricking up their ears about now, buoyed by seeming evidence that the source of their unholy terror may not be so irrational after all. But it's unwise to take solace in a single scientific study, especially one so peculiar. I suspect these statistics have more to teach us about human psychology than the il&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:85%;"  lang="EN-US" &gt;l-fatedness of any particular date on the calendar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:85%;"  lang="EN-US" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;Friday the 13th, the most widespread superstition&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:85%;" lang="EN-US" &gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:85%;" lang="EN-US" &gt;The sixth day of the week and the number 13 both have foreboding reputations said to date from ancient times, and their inevitable conjunction from one to three times a year (there happen to be three such occurrences in 2009, two of them right in a row) portends more misfortune than some credulous minds can bear. According to experts it's the most widespread superstition in the United States/China &amp;amp; most of the countries around the globe today. Some people won't go to work on Friday the 13th; some won't eat &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:85%;" lang="EN-US" &gt;in restaurants; many wouldn't think of setting a wedding on the date.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:85%;" lang="EN-US" &gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Though i cant provide the proof, but hope this post gave you some knowledge on "Friday the 13th". Some associate this day with black cats. I would like to share one experience that i had with black stray cat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;One fine day, late in the evening (the day was 13th) while i was busy doing a very very important task (sleeping zzZ, just reached home for Uni semester break) while my mum was cooking in the kit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;chen, i heard my mum shouting loudly...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Amma : Ayoooooo, nithya!! Karuppu punnai vithu kuleh vanterechuuuu..Sikerem va..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Me : Rushed to the kitchen &amp;amp; i saw a black cat looking at us innocently without fear that we might will 'adikeraning' it with mop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Amma : Yena parthethu irukeh? Sikerem adichi torethu...Karuppu punnai vithukuleh vantha adhu vithuku nalathu ileh..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;Me : Thinking to myself. Inteh punai yena pavam panechooo. Ningeh samicheh vasanai leh vithukuleh vanterechu. Oru velhai passi leh vantherekelam..Haihs. So i go near the punnai (the cat was standing at the same place without any reaction) &amp;amp; try to push it away. It was so stubborn &amp;amp; doesnt even want to move from that place. When i try to 'toretheran' it, it went &amp;amp; hide behind our house sofa. Another side, my mum was holding a mop. I am an animal lover (though i might at sometime abuse it, hehehe), but i didnt have the heart to 'thoreteraning' the cat by using some kitchen appliances.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;After 5-10min,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" &gt;I managed to catch the cat &amp;amp; went outside of the house and 'thurema uthethan' in a malay house. Back at home, my mum was very worried &amp;amp; the cat's face was haunting her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" &gt;I know my mum very well &amp;amp; she's not the typical indian ladies who's fussy about such myths but some rather how, this incident really disturbed her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" &gt;After 2 days, my elder brother met an accident &amp;amp; he was on MC for 5 days. My appa had some problem with his job. My mum started to have some kind of pain on her leg. My younger brother was having a trauma at his work. And lastly, me....I fell sick &amp;amp; hardly can even walk. It didnt heal after a week although i had consulted a few doctor's...Now, dont we call it A mysterious thing??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/Sbs4idZz2qI/AAAAAAAAAHw/RAPmUl0smYA/s1600-h/temple.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 130px; height: 170px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/Sbs4idZz2qI/AAAAAAAAAHw/RAPmUl0smYA/s320/temple.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312902350073223842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" &gt;Then, my mum called my grandma &amp;amp; according to her it could be a black cat curse &amp;amp; we were asked to clean the house with manjai thanni, clean our altar room &amp;amp; go temple to remove the curse. Trust me, after we have done whatever we were asked to do, things came back normal...Whatever that happened to my family can be due to some call it 'bad time' but why did all these happened after the black cat came &amp;amp; 'visited' our house...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The mystery remains unsolved..Nan soldrethu yelam unmai, unmai thavarai vereh yethevum ilaiiiii!!!~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8297732527003035649-859238222994698286?l=nithzroaming.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nithzroaming.blogspot.com/feeds/859238222994698286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nithzroaming.blogspot.com/2009/03/friday-13th-myth.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8297732527003035649/posts/default/859238222994698286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8297732527003035649/posts/default/859238222994698286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nithzroaming.blogspot.com/2009/03/friday-13th-myth.html' title='~Friday the 13th Myth~'/><author><name>Nithz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15697318027346506274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/Sc3gcrfSY0I/AAAAAAAAAJs/E3UhAO7vHsg/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/SbswDn9mGUI/AAAAAAAAAHY/VLaqq9si9yY/s72-c/friday-13.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8297732527003035649.post-5168669493166294830</id><published>2009-03-13T06:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T21:15:56.593-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jokez'/><title type='text'>~The Five Minute Management Course~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/SbsvRBmpVUI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/bDbrTHMSkx4/s1600-h/Non-Animated-Graphics-18-I0P0489YPH.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 288px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/SbsvRBmpVUI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/bDbrTHMSkx4/s320/Non-Animated-Graphics-18-I0P0489YPH.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312892154948441410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holla..This is aint my own post but i feel like sharing it with all. Try reading it. A good laugh for this weekend..In another word, a good one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;Lesson 1:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A man is getting into the shower just as his wife is finishing up her shower, when the doorbell rings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wife quickly wraps herself in a towel and runs downstairs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When she opens the door, there stands Bob, the next-door neighbor; before she says a word, Bob says, 'I'll give you $800 to drop that towel.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After thinking for a moment, the woman drops her towel and stands naked in front of Bob, after a few seconds, Bob hands her $800 and leaves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The woman wraps back up in the towel and goes back upstairs. When she gets to the bathroom, her husband asks, 'Who was that?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'It was Bob the next door neighbor,' she replies. 'Great,' the husband says, 'did he say anything about the $800 he owes me?'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;Moral of the story:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you share critical information pertaining to credit and risk with your shareholders in time, you may be in a position to prevent avoidable exposure.&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Lesson 2&lt;/u&gt;:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A priest offered a Nun a lift. She got in and crossed her legs, forcing her gown to reveal a leg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The priest nearly had an accident. After controlling the car, he stealthily slid his hand up her leg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The nun said, 'Father, remember Psalm 129?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The priest removed his hand. But, changing gears, he let his hand slide up her leg again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The nun once again said, 'Father, remember Psalm 129?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The priest apologized 'Sorry sister but the flesh is weak.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arriving at the convent, the nun sighed heavily and went on her way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On his arrival at the church, the priest rushed to look up Psalm 129. It said, 'Go forth and seek, further up, you will find glory.'&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Moral of the story:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are not well informed in your job, you might miss a great opportunity.&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Lesson 3:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A sales rep, an administration clerk, and the manager are walking to lunch when they find an antique oil lamp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They rub it and a Genie comes out. The Genie says, 'I'll give each of you just one wish.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Me first! Me first!' says the admin clerk. 'I want to be in the &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Bahamas&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;, driving a speedboat, without a care in the world.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Puff! She's gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me next! Me next!' says the sales rep. 'I want to be in &lt;st1:state st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Hawaii&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:state&gt; , relaxing on the beach with my personal masseuse, an endless supply of Pina Coladas and the love of my life.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Puff! He's gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'OK, you're up,' the Genie says to the manager.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The manager says, 'I want those two back in the office after lunch.'&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;Moral of the story&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always let your boss have the first say.&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Lesson 4&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An eagle was sitting on a tree resting, doing nothing. A small rabbit saw the eagle and asked him, 'Can I also sit like you and do nothing?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The eagle answered: 'Sure, why not. 'So, the rabbit sat on the ground below the eagle and rested. All of a sudden, a fox appeared, jumped on the rabbit and ate it.&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Moral of the story:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be sitting and doing nothing, you must be sitting very, very high up.&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Lesson 5&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A turkey was chatting with a bull.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'I would love to be able to get to the top of that tree' sighed the turkey, 'but I haven't got the energy.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Well, why don't you nibble on some of my droppings?' replied the bull. They're packed with nutrients.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The turkey pecked at a lump of dung, and found it actually gave him enough strength to reach the lowest branch of the tree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day, after eating some more dung, he reached the second branch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally after a fourth night, the turkey was proudly perched at the top of the tree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was promptly spotted by a farmer, who shot him out of the tree.&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Moral of the story:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bull Shit might get you to the top, but it won't keep you there..&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Lesson 6&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little bird was flying south for the winter. It was so cold the bird froze and fell to the ground into a large field.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While he was lying there, a cow came by and dropped some dung on him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the frozen bird lay there in the pile of cow dung, he began to realize how warm he was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dung was actually thawing him out! He lay there all warm and happy, and soon began to sing for joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A passing cat heard the bird singing and came to investigate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Following the sound, the cat discovered the bird under the pile of cow dung, and promptly dug him out and ate him.&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Morals of the story&lt;/u&gt;:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(1) Not everyone who shits on you is your enemy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(2) Not everyone who gets you out of shit is your friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(3) And when you're in deep shit, it's best to keep your mouth shut!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;THIS BRINGS US TO THE END OF THE FIVE MINUTE MANAGEMENT COURSE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:10;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-left: 36pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN"  style="font-size:10;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8297732527003035649-5168669493166294830?l=nithzroaming.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nithzroaming.blogspot.com/feeds/5168669493166294830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nithzroaming.blogspot.com/2009/03/five-minute-management-course.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8297732527003035649/posts/default/5168669493166294830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8297732527003035649/posts/default/5168669493166294830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nithzroaming.blogspot.com/2009/03/five-minute-management-course.html' title='~The Five Minute Management Course~'/><author><name>Nithz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15697318027346506274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/Sc3gcrfSY0I/AAAAAAAAAJs/E3UhAO7vHsg/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/SbsvRBmpVUI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/bDbrTHMSkx4/s72-c/Non-Animated-Graphics-18-I0P0489YPH.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8297732527003035649.post-5211208940616708047</id><published>2009-03-09T07:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T08:08:58.303-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Womenz'/><title type='text'>~Happy International Women's Day~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/SbUvG3VlcPI/AAAAAAAAAHA/IJLQaWoPukM/s1600-h/womenz.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 197px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/SbUvG3VlcPI/AAAAAAAAAHA/IJLQaWoPukM/s320/womenz.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311203130533572850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Sweet memories haunt me, roaming into the thoughts of my past...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style=" ;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I scan through my life, from first to last.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Through the days of struggle, my mom held my hand,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Till I grew up and on my feet could stand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;As I traveled through the interiors of the land,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Through the forests and plains and fiery sand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;The sun that rose from the east looked beautiful red,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style=" ;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;But the plight of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style=" ;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; women was not as said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style=" ;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style=" ;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Though Sania &amp;amp; Aishwarya have won acclaim,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style=" ;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;We still don't treat the girls and boys as same.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Why then should there be female foeticide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;With the parents wanting to see a boy on their side.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;In the name of religion and society our minds are stuck&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Ethics, norms, beliefs, we have gone into the muck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style=" ;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Mother, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;sister, wife, daughter are a part of our life Love, compassion, sacrifice, they have been with us through strife.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Women, rise, we are with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;There is light at the end and a morning of dew.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;We will all stand and salute the girl child,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;For the hand that rocks the cradle, rules the world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;To all the women's out there..Happy Women's Day. Keep on rocking. You are the best!!~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8297732527003035649-5211208940616708047?l=nithzroaming.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nithzroaming.blogspot.com/feeds/5211208940616708047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nithzroaming.blogspot.com/2009/03/happy-international-womens-day.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8297732527003035649/posts/default/5211208940616708047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8297732527003035649/posts/default/5211208940616708047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nithzroaming.blogspot.com/2009/03/happy-international-womens-day.html' title='~Happy International Women&apos;s Day~'/><author><name>Nithz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15697318027346506274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/Sc3gcrfSY0I/AAAAAAAAAJs/E3UhAO7vHsg/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/SbUvG3VlcPI/AAAAAAAAAHA/IJLQaWoPukM/s72-c/womenz.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8297732527003035649.post-6363863668857860792</id><published>2009-03-07T10:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T11:10:13.772-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Womenz'/><title type='text'>~Eight things women hate about men~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/SbLFtSVp3BI/AAAAAAAAAG4/H7sGwJEzQaA/s1600-h/campur.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 287px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/SbLFtSVp3BI/AAAAAAAAAG4/H7sGwJEzQaA/s320/campur.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310524292430683154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;No human being is perfect. There are some bad habits which every human being is indulging in. But these habits should never be out of limits. Also, we develop a dislike with people with certain bad habits. Women, also being human beings have certain dislikes about men and their habits. The following article gives some of the habits which for sure are hated by most women.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN" style="mso-ansi-language:EN"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Moody men &lt;/span&gt;– Women naturally are more emotionally inclined than men. But some are more moody and emotional. One moment they are happy and the very next they become angry beasts. It is very difficult to predict how they would react and behave to situations. Women would never prefer such men. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN" style="mso-ansi-language:EN"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The alcoholics&lt;/span&gt;- Everything needs to be indulged in limits. But some men just never believe in limits. They make drinking a habit and cannot live without it. Women hate men who are not in control. Alcohol addiction will be the first thing that will drive women away from you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN" style="mso-ansi-language:EN"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The womanizer&lt;/span&gt; – Another Salman Khan though? They always think that they are the most good looking, charming, handsome, cute, smart &amp;amp; bla bla but end of the day they might be the dangerous guy in earth. Their saying goes like this “A woman, a day makes my day happier”. I dont wish to comment much as i will definitely come with a post on this issue in the near future. All that i would like to say is that, whatever you are doing now &amp;amp; thereafter, you will sit &amp;amp; cry one day for whatever you have done. If Lord Shiva @ Brahman is right infront of me, i would like to ask them if there’s any specific punishment in Veda (remember those punishments in Anniyan movie, noe that’s what i meant). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN" style="mso-ansi-language:EN"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The gambler&lt;/span&gt; – Indians are very much associated with gambling (though Chinese are apart of this culture) &amp;amp; we grew up reading and watching newspaper indian housewives were beaten up to get money for gambling and how they use to finish their savings just for the sake of getting ‘Luck Charm’ through gambling. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN" style="mso-ansi-language:EN"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The stalker&lt;/span&gt; – Women cannot tolerate men who like to follow them. Women like those who have the guts to approach and talk to them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN" style="mso-ansi-language:EN"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The cribo&lt;/span&gt; – This kind of men want women only to vent out their feelings about how unjust life has been to them. They are desperate for everything. They cannot stand delays and waits.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN" style="mso-ansi-language:EN"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The dominant&lt;/span&gt; – Women don’t wish that men be always inactive. They want men to lead when they should. But when it a woman who can lead better they should be given their due. Women hate men who always want things to be carried out as they wish. They want men who can lead as well as be good listeners when it is apt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN" style="mso-ansi-language:EN"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The bad mouth&lt;/span&gt; – Women want men who know how to behave with a woman. They hate men who abuse woman or use foul language. A man who knows what and how to speak to a woman will be sought after.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN" style="mso-ansi-language:EN"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;What remains to be explored? Well, women have been a mystery since ages. It is been a hot topic to know what they wish and think about. Sometimes, what a woman says differs greatly from what she wants. She may say something but desire the exact opposite. Isn’t that interesting?  But men will never change &amp;amp; will remain as what they are even if he's the last men alive in earth!!~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8297732527003035649-6363863668857860792?l=nithzroaming.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nithzroaming.blogspot.com/feeds/6363863668857860792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nithzroaming.blogspot.com/2009/03/eight-things-women-hate-about-men.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8297732527003035649/posts/default/6363863668857860792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8297732527003035649/posts/default/6363863668857860792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nithzroaming.blogspot.com/2009/03/eight-things-women-hate-about-men.html' title='~Eight things women hate about men~'/><author><name>Nithz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15697318027346506274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/Sc3gcrfSY0I/AAAAAAAAAJs/E3UhAO7vHsg/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/SbLFtSVp3BI/AAAAAAAAAG4/H7sGwJEzQaA/s72-c/campur.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8297732527003035649.post-6084971554897107770</id><published>2009-03-07T09:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T10:43:10.964-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Womenz'/><title type='text'>~Things Women Love, But Men Hate!~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  ;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Women&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;have this peculiar habit of expecting men to know everything about them. This understanding is the criterion for them to believe that men love them a lot. Men love women but certain traits in women do make them go mad. The following are the things women love and men hate to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span lang="EN" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/SbK8NbtcZGI/AAAAAAAAAGw/lpYcnC_kPdo/s1600-h/shopping.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 170px; height: 113px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/SbK8NbtcZGI/AAAAAAAAAGw/lpYcnC_kPdo/s320/shopping.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310513849585919074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span lang="EN" style="mso-ansi-language:EN"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;hopping&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span lang="EN" style="mso-ansi-language:EN"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Twenty four hours in a day will not be enough for a women to enjoy shopping. Woman tries on every garment in the store finally she selects one. Men shop very rarely so they hate women's never ending shopping.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;span lang="EN" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Something that no one can change. I like shopping (take note i didnt use the word love), but my shopping will not take a long time. Pudicha vanguven, ilehna will catch a movie/drink. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span lang="EN" style="mso-ansi-language:EN"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Talking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span lang="EN" style="mso-ansi-language:EN"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Women's talkative nature entertains people. Women's brain easily conceives every minute detail while men do not like to listen to nonessential details. The non-stop blabbering irritates some men out of their wits.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span lang="EN" style="mso-ansi-language:EN"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Friends pathi pesevom, family, work, relationships, life, house chores, pets, admirers, day at work, food, shopping, movies and the list will go on. Pesikiteh irukelammm...Apdi oru discussion &amp;amp; talk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                                                                        &lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/SbK7FcUe2vI/AAAAAAAAAGg/V9Xgaic7Fso/s320/women+crying.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span lang="EN" style="mso-ansi-language:EN"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;rying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span lang="EN" style="mso-ansi-language:EN"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;For women crying makes her feel better, they will cry three, four, five times a day. Men prefer not to cry, being a broken bone or downed satellite dish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  ;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Emotional time. Some women cry for everything. I have cried countless times but being not the sensitive type, fyi i cry if i cant control my anger. And i will feel better if i cry out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span lang="EN" style="mso-ansi-language:EN"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Cosmo quizzes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Women like doing quizzes about relationships or some other topic. Men prefer doing a scramble. Men's crude remarks about women's lack of interest in intellectual games, often drive the fair sex uneasy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;span lang="EN" style=""&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  ;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Simple quiz na yelam women kum pudikum..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/SbK6xETV03I/AAAAAAAAAGY/GV99BDkP22E/s1600-h/shoes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 109px; height: 170px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/SbK6xETV03I/AAAAAAAAAGY/GV99BDkP22E/s320/shoes.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310512262754456434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span lang="EN" style="mso-ansi-language:EN"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Shoes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span lang="EN" style="mso-ansi-language:EN"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Women have a stock in footwear because they keep buying with the fashion trend. Men are not frequent buyers of footwear (1 pair of shoe can last 2-3 years)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;span lang="EN" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Adhu yena mayamo nu terileh, i like to buy shoes/sandals. Prefer to match my outfit for the day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/SbK6Z3b9mNI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/McN1t70OS_g/s1600-h/family+get+together.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 170px; height: 114px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/SbK6Z3b9mNI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/McN1t70OS_g/s320/family+get+together.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310511864163965138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span lang="EN" style="mso-ansi-language:EN"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;F&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;amily get together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span lang="EN" style="mso-ansi-language:EN"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Women love to spend time with her family .Men may not be happy with these get together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  &lt;span lang="EN" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Yenaku rombe pudicheh activity. Cooking together is yet another not to be missed thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/SbK6KdVRvLI/AAAAAAAAAGI/ZrpESGFRcz8/s1600-h/flower+n+choc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 113px; height: 170px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/SbK6KdVRvLI/AAAAAAAAAGI/ZrpESGFRcz8/s320/flower+n+choc.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310511599458565298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span lang="EN" style="mso-ansi-language:EN"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;F&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;lo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;wers and chocolate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span lang="EN" style="mso-ansi-language:EN"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;: &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Women love to eat chocolates and are happy to receive flowers. Men want big ticket items like flat televisions as their gifts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN" style="mso-ansi-language:EN"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Every women’s favorite. Ana, yenaku rombe pudichithu chocolate tha. Adu saptha i feel very relaxed &amp;amp; peaceful &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span lang="EN" style="mso-ansi-language:EN"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN" style="mso-ansi-language:EN"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Spiritual stuff&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Women like going to churches or temples. Men prefer going to pub..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;span lang="EN" style=""&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Kovil – manasuku nimadhiyaneh yedham&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/SbK5yLvomJI/AAAAAAAAAGA/XHbtMEYVo3c/s1600-h/arasi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 260px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/SbK5yLvomJI/AAAAAAAAAGA/XHbtMEYVo3c/s320/arasi.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310511182420416658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span lang="EN" style="mso-ansi-language:EN"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Soap operas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span lang="EN" style="mso-ansi-language:EN"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Women are fond of watching serials , they wait eagerly to see next episode. Men do not watch serials.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN" style="mso-ansi-language:EN"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Nanum oru serial fan. Currently i am following Kasturi (aired weekdays 7-7.30pm Chnl 211) &amp;amp; Arasi (aired weekdays 9.30-10pm). Previously, i was folowing serials such as Chitti, Annamalai, Selvi, Metti Olli &amp;amp; even Korean serials &amp;amp; Latin serials like Betty La Fia, Rosalinda..Hehehee.&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span lang="EN" style="mso-ansi-language:EN"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;When we consider the above bad habits of women closer, we can see they are not so terrible. Nobody is perfect, and partners should learn to compromise and be patient toward each other!!~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8297732527003035649-6084971554897107770?l=nithzroaming.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nithzroaming.blogspot.com/feeds/6084971554897107770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nithzroaming.blogspot.com/2009/03/things-women-love-but-men-hate.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8297732527003035649/posts/default/6084971554897107770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8297732527003035649/posts/default/6084971554897107770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nithzroaming.blogspot.com/2009/03/things-women-love-but-men-hate.html' title='~Things Women Love, But Men Hate!~'/><author><name>Nithz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15697318027346506274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/Sc3gcrfSY0I/AAAAAAAAAJs/E3UhAO7vHsg/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/SbK8NbtcZGI/AAAAAAAAAGw/lpYcnC_kPdo/s72-c/shopping.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8297732527003035649.post-1175867158665118984</id><published>2009-03-07T09:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T09:47:55.321-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Womenz'/><title type='text'>~Why does a women cry?~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/SbKxtr8cp3I/AAAAAAAAAFw/hiD4zaf-IfU/s1600-h/women+crying2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 170px; height: 113px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/SbKxtr8cp3I/AAAAAAAAAFw/hiD4zaf-IfU/s320/women+crying2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310502309071726450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style=" "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; "&gt;        &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Why does a woman cry?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;To express the love she carries inside,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Why does a woman weep?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;To express the injustice she sees,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Why does she fear?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;To express gratitude she feels inside,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Why does she sob?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;To express the sadness she feels,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Why does she bawl?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;To express frustration pent inside,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Why does she sob?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;To express the joy she feels inside,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Why does she tear?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;To express the hurt she feels!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;W&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;hether or not people cry as adults may have much to do with the way their society treats tears. In many societies, tears in men are only acceptable at a few occasions, perhaps a funeral. This is unfortunate indeed; especially when boy children are told not to cry regularly, and many men have felt cut off from expressing emotions of grief that could help them heal from emotional wounds. Instead anger becomes the preferred emotion because it is more “male,” and men may need to work very long and hard to access the grief behind anger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;W&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;omen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;, conversely, may cry more easily not simply because they release more prolactin, but because conventionally, their society accepts their crying. When people cry, especially women, they may be viewed as “emotional” as though this is a negative characteristic. On the other hand, most therapists will point out that crying is likely to be a great way to release an emotional response and restore the mind to a quieter place. The man who bottles his emotions may ultimately be more negatively emotional than the woman who lets her emotions out in the release of crying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Despite these theories, no single answer exists as to why people cry from emotional and physical pain. Having the tear ducts well up with unshed tears is much more easily explained when something is bothering your eyes. There is suggestion though that there are both nature/nurture reasons for why people cry. Women may have more prolactin, but in some cultures men can be found weeping and sobbing just as openly as women. There may be evolutionary, cultural and physiological components all combined to explain our tears. Women cry not out of weakness, femininity, or the such of dreaded antiquated, terribly obsolete and clique thinking. Thinking that is sadly part and parcel of bygone eras that not only saw the oppression of not only many females, but males as well. Woman cry because they are more understanding, empathic and sympathetic to what is going around them. Many males tend to be pushed by ego, testoterone and don't show the same levels of empathy, sensitivity and understanding. With males, it may manifest in different ways-and yes, guys do cry. But woman tend to mature emotionally quicker than men, and therefore tend to have a higher level of emotional growth, which includes crying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;W&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;omen feel a deeper sense of reality and view of the world from being mothers, having mothers and other strong female relatives or role models, and generally seeing the world through unfiltered eyes that aren't ruled by ego, machoism and bravado that many males still worship in one way or another. This allows them to feel more sorrow and therefore...tears. Having a strong female line has helped many women reach a level of enlightenment and evolutionary growth through the generations, that many males are now really just starting to experience and the tears that go with it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;What is understood is that crying, especially in periods of grief or strong emotion, is often emotionally beneficial, as long as the person does not feel guilty for having displayed such emotion. So ladies, if you feel like crying, cry out &amp;amp; be yourself!!~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;p/s : There's no harm in crying &amp;amp; it's a natural thingy so guys out there who thinks it's an irritating habit, place yourself in our shoes &amp;amp; understand our feelingz. Adioz!!~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8297732527003035649-1175867158665118984?l=nithzroaming.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nithzroaming.blogspot.com/feeds/1175867158665118984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nithzroaming.blogspot.com/2009/03/why-does-women-cry.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8297732527003035649/posts/default/1175867158665118984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8297732527003035649/posts/default/1175867158665118984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nithzroaming.blogspot.com/2009/03/why-does-women-cry.html' title='~Why does a women cry?~'/><author><name>Nithz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15697318027346506274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/Sc3gcrfSY0I/AAAAAAAAAJs/E3UhAO7vHsg/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/SbKxtr8cp3I/AAAAAAAAAFw/hiD4zaf-IfU/s72-c/women+crying2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8297732527003035649.post-8174327738199822651</id><published>2009-03-01T01:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T01:37:03.203-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lovez'/><title type='text'>~Advantages Of Not Having A Lover~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/SapW4tEPF3I/AAAAAAAAAFg/lVZtwdFIKIs/s1600-h/couples3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 168px; height: 112px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/SapW4tEPF3I/AAAAAAAAAFg/lVZtwdFIKIs/s320/couples3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308150642979575666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;10 advantages of not having a "LOVER".. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;1.Save time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;2.Can sleep well. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;3.Don't have to bother about missed calls.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;4.Don't have to worry about how u look.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;5.Can eat in any restaurant.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;6.No boring sms in the middle of the night.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;7.Can go/talk with all gals/boys.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;8.You won't hear "aaw.. U r dull today".. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;9.No fight without reasons..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;10.Don't have to listen same old crap jokes..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;BONUS:- You will live a long life &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8297732527003035649-8174327738199822651?l=nithzroaming.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nithzroaming.blogspot.com/feeds/8174327738199822651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nithzroaming.blogspot.com/2009/03/advantages-of-not-having-lover.html#comment-form' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8297732527003035649/posts/default/8174327738199822651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8297732527003035649/posts/default/8174327738199822651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nithzroaming.blogspot.com/2009/03/advantages-of-not-having-lover.html' title='~Advantages Of Not Having A Lover~'/><author><name>Nithz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15697318027346506274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/Sc3gcrfSY0I/AAAAAAAAAJs/E3UhAO7vHsg/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/SapW4tEPF3I/AAAAAAAAAFg/lVZtwdFIKIs/s72-c/couples3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8297732527003035649.post-5652891131047227422</id><published>2009-03-01T01:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T01:31:42.993-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Guyz'/><title type='text'>~Guys The Thosai Posers~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;                                           &lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/SapS3EBAEfI/AAAAAAAAAFA/q0ugphBfzh4/s320/140218059_32a2dfc085.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Guys oh guys. When I talk about them, so much of things come across my mind. From their daily things till how they bring themselves in public including their bad habits which irritates MOST of the women in the universe. I am not going to talk about their bad habits now (will post about it in the near future), but I would like to brief a lil about their posing stylez. Now you must be wondering why I came up with such a topic. I am pretty sure that at one time which was a few years ago, everyone was so excited about having a Friendster account &amp;amp; how they use to post all types of pictures and shots in to their album profile. I also understand that Facebook is dominating the current communication tool among your friends but still the features are considered same with Friendster except the fact that Facebbok has more confidentiality. Below I have categorized these guys in to a few groups.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;                                             &lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/SapS2mKLiPI/AAAAAAAAAEg/U0wQmYzFMKg/s320/in+the+car.JPG" /&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol style="margin-top:0cm" start="1" type="1"&gt;  &lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:list 36.0pt"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Posing inside the car&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;/ol&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Most of these thosai posers will prefer to have their ‘macho’ shots taken inside their cars. I have no idea whether it’s associated with the one of the sayings that “Man’s first wife is their car” but I seriously think that by posing inside the card with different type of angle is so called too much especially when they wear sunglasses. What are they trying to proof? That they have a car &amp;amp; they are proud of driving it with sunglasses? Come on lah, nowadays, everyone (I mean those who are working) owns a car. To summarize, nenaputha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;                                                         &lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/SapS2-O7TOI/AAAAAAAAAEo/kmAT1PWlAKE/s320/Ich3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol style="margin-top:0cm" start="2" type="1"&gt;  &lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:list 36.0pt"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Posing with bikes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;/ol&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;These posers are the posers which I hate most. They will be having a cicak kobeng body but when it’s matched with their bike, it looks like they are one of the Geng Gagak/Geng 49. In another word, it makes me wonder if they are one of the Wanted List from bukit Aman. I tried finding those thosai posers with bikes especially those who pose with EX5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;but couldn’t get. But, I managed to find one thosai poser who was posing at one Bike Exhibition. Bravo, bike vangeh mudileh ana asai thosai, apalam, vadai..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;                                                      &lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/SapS3LqDseI/AAAAAAAAAEw/ht5dE0-2M2g/s320/jonnyc_24.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol style="margin-top:0cm" start="3" type="1"&gt;  &lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:list 36.0pt"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Posing half nude&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;/ol&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;First thing I would like to ask them if I had the chance to meet this thosai posers would be ‘Are you trying to be the next Salman Khan?’. The thing that irritates me is that they thought that they have the most muscular body in earth with 6-8packs like how 50 Cent @ Surya does but in actual fact, if a comparison is done between a ‘papan lapis’ &amp;amp; them, the ‘papan lapis’ will win. Another nenapuz..haihs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;                                                         &lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/SapUzM-EM8I/AAAAAAAAAFY/6THPxeiMweA/s320/side+burn.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;    &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;4.     Posing by showing their face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;This is exactly not to comment on how do they look like but my main concern is that, these thosai posers are actually showing off how well they did their side burns, plus coming up with a hair style (I bet one bottle of hair gel can finish within 2 weeks) or some without a moustache and wearing those one sided earings with kambing jangguts. Uwekkkkk…tangeh mudilehhh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;                                 &lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/SapT0CjY4VI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/pDhH-ut1izk/s320/boys+geng.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol style="margin-top:0cm" start="5" type="1"&gt;  &lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:list 36.0pt"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Posing in a group&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;/ol&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I have always liked when these thosai posers are posing in a group. We can actually see how fun &amp;amp; jovial their life is through their photos. These photos are usually taken when they go for an outing, lepak and so on. This group will be having their own geng name (only the karat kaigeh’s) &amp;amp; below are their favorite sayings:-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Machan 1 : Savadi da..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Machan 2 : Settepolam..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Machan 3 : Machi, vangeh lepak kudepom..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Machan 4 : Yena yelavoo..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Machan 5 : Tamil leh yenaku pudiceh varthai vanthu ‘tanni’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;And the list goes on. Whatever it is, thosai posers will change once they reached the age – maturity &amp;amp; career. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;p/s : Guys who are reading this &amp;amp; think that you are one of these thosai posers are not welcomed to comment coz it’s not going to make any difference &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="mso-char-type: symbol;mso-symbol-"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8297732527003035649-5652891131047227422?l=nithzroaming.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nithzroaming.blogspot.com/feeds/5652891131047227422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nithzroaming.blogspot.com/2009/03/guys-thosai-posers.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8297732527003035649/posts/default/5652891131047227422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8297732527003035649/posts/default/5652891131047227422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nithzroaming.blogspot.com/2009/03/guys-thosai-posers.html' title='~Guys The Thosai Posers~'/><author><name>Nithz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15697318027346506274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/Sc3gcrfSY0I/AAAAAAAAAJs/E3UhAO7vHsg/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/SapS3EBAEfI/AAAAAAAAAFA/q0ugphBfzh4/s72-c/140218059_32a2dfc085.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8297732527003035649.post-2944334555104288945</id><published>2009-03-01T00:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T01:05:53.266-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lovez'/><title type='text'>~Revenge On LoverS~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/SapLsKy3DWI/AAAAAAAAAEI/nJoYmevqxVQ/s1600-h/woman.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 168px; height: 112px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/SapLsKy3DWI/AAAAAAAAAEI/nJoYmevqxVQ/s320/woman.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308138332993555810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;h2 style="margin-top:5.0pt;margin-right:15.0pt;margin-bottom:5.0pt;margin-left: 15.0pt;line-height:150%"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;T&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;he best way to revenge someone who you love and who has deeply hurt your innermost feelings is to give them as good as they gave you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;h2 style="margin-top:5.0pt;margin-right:15.0pt;margin-bottom:5.0pt;margin-left: 15.0pt;line-height:150%"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top:5.0pt;margin-right:15.0pt;margin-bottom:5.0pt;margin-left: 51.0pt;text-indent:-18.0pt;line-height:150%;mso-list:l1 level1 lfo1;tab-stops: list 36.0pt"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="line-height: 150%; "&gt;&lt;span style="mso-list:Ignore"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;1.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="line-height: 150%; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;This means you don't have to fly into a mad rage and hurt your lying or cheating wife, husband, girlfriend, boyfriend or lover physically e.g Uneh vichikithu yenaku paitiyameh pudichirum inum kunjom nalhu leh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-top:5.0pt;margin-right:15.0pt;margin-bottom:5.0pt;margin-left: 51.0pt;text-indent:-18.0pt;line-height:150%;mso-list:l1 level1 lfo1;tab-stops: list 36.0pt"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="line-height: 150%; "&gt;&lt;span style="mso-list:Ignore"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="line-height: 150%; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;You do not turn abusive and start attacking or berating him/her verbally inflicting emotionally or psychologically abuse e.g Un mandaiyileh ammi kalhu pothereven ni tungumbothu..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-top:5.0pt;margin-right:15.0pt;margin-bottom:5.0pt;margin-left: 51.0pt;text-indent:-18.0pt;line-height:150%;mso-list:l1 level1 lfo1;tab-stops: list 36.0pt"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="line-height: 150%; "&gt;&lt;span style="mso-list:Ignore"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;3.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="line-height: 150%; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;You do not fly into a crazed fit and kill yo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 24px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;ur spouse , partner or lover. Yes I said do not kill. For I know several cases where the urge for revenge got so all consuming that it led to murder for the victim and of course jails, lawsuits and even death sentences for the avenger e.g Uneh kolameh na videh mathen da..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-top:5.0pt;margin-right:15.0pt;margin-bottom:5.0pt;margin-left: 51.0pt;text-indent:-18.0pt;line-height:150%;mso-list:l1 level1 lfo1;tab-stops: list 36.0pt"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="line-height: 150%; "&gt;&lt;span style="mso-list:Ignore"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;4.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="line-height: 150%; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Nor do you play silly pranks like subscribing them to all kinds of porn or junk mail... I mean this is too predictable and i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 24px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;mmature. This will not take away your hurt nor will it drastically hurt the cheating party.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-margin-top-alt:auto;margin-right:15.0pt; mso-margin-bottom-alt:auto;margin-left:15.0pt;line-height:150%"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-margin-top-alt:auto;margin-right:15.0pt; mso-margin-bottom-alt:auto;margin-left:15.0pt;line-height:150%"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="line-height: 150%; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;In fact if your urge for revenge borders near any of the above choices than your cheating wife, partner, girlfriend, boyfriend or lover may have their point proven even before you launch yourself on the path of avenging. Yes, they have won with their hands down. Why ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-margin-top-alt:auto;margin-right:15.0pt; mso-margin-bottom-alt:auto;margin-left:15.0pt;line-height:150%"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-margin-top-alt:auto;margin-right:15.0pt; mso-margin-bottom-alt:auto;margin-left:15.0pt;line-height:150%"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="line-height: 150%; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Machan cheated a girl &amp;amp; the conversation goes like this…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-margin-top-alt:auto;margin-right:15.0pt; mso-margin-bottom-alt:auto;margin-left:15.0pt;line-height:150%"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-margin-top-alt:auto;margin-right:15.0pt; mso-margin-bottom-alt:auto;margin-left:15.0pt;line-height:150%"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="line-height: 150%; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Girl : Uneh na chumma videh mathen da. S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); line-height: 24px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;uthi suthi vanthu unaku appu vipen. Ni nimathiyaveh irukeh mateh. Idhu sathiyam…!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-margin-top-alt:auto;margin-right:15.0pt; mso-margin-bottom-alt:auto;margin-left:15.0pt;line-height:150%"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="line-height: 150%; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Machan : Amava? Unode appu kannuku teriyuma? Ni yethu venalum paniko, I don’t give a damn!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-margin-top-alt:auto;margin-right:15.0pt; mso-margin-bottom-alt:auto;margin-left:15.0pt;line-height:150%"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="line-height: 150%; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Girl : Yeneh ni yematheneh mathiri matheh girls eh yemateh na udeh mathen..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-margin-top-alt:auto;margin-right:15.0pt; mso-margin-bottom-alt:auto;margin-left:15.0pt;line-height:150%"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="line-height: 150%; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Machan : Whatever, try your best (laughs)..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-margin-top-alt:auto;margin-right:15.0pt; mso-margin-bottom-alt:auto;margin-left:15.0pt;line-height:150%"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="line-height: 150%; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;And the girl will come up with her o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; line-height: 24px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;wn revenge plan (yethu panalum plan pani panenum), trying her level best to make sure the guy who had cheated her will come back to her arms.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-margin-top-alt:auto;margin-right:15.0pt; mso-margin-bottom-alt:auto;margin-left:15.0pt;line-height:150%"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-margin-top-alt:auto;margin-right:15.0pt; mso-margin-bottom-alt:auto;margin-left:15.0pt;line-height:150%"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="line-height: 150%; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;**I cant come up with a script for 10-15page as this is not a movie, thus I have shortened it** &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-margin-top-alt:auto;margin-right:15.0pt; mso-margin-bottom-alt:auto;margin-left:15.0pt;line-height:150%"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-margin-top-alt:auto;margin-right:15.0pt; mso-margin-bottom-alt:auto;margin-left:15.0pt;line-height:150%"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="line-height: 150%; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;After a few months;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-margin-top-alt:auto;margin-right:15.0pt; mso-margin-bottom-alt:auto;margin-left:15.0pt;line-height:150%"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="line-height: 150%; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Machan : Sayang, I am very sorry for what I have done to you. Please do not make my life miserable. I am ready to accept you &amp;amp; will never do it again. Idhu un meleh sathiyam da. Na thiruntithen, yeneh nambu. Na senjeh tappu yelam na onarthuthen. Ni ilahmeh yenaku valkai yeh ileh!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-margin-top-alt:auto;margin-right:15.0pt; mso-margin-bottom-alt:auto;margin-left:15.0pt;line-height:150%"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="line-height: 150%; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Girl : (Laughs).Na intheh nimishuthu kageh tha waiting. Uneh mathiri ambalaiyengeh thiruntheveh mathingeh. Na yena chipsmore ah ‘now you see, now you don’t’? Venumbothu yen kiteh varuveh, ana vendam nu bothu, vithuthu poireveh. Marungeh lah, uneh mathiri ambalaingeh yelam doesn’t deserve a girl like me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-margin-top-alt:auto;margin-right:15.0pt; mso-margin-bottom-alt:auto;margin-left:15.0pt;line-height:150%"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="line-height: 150%; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Machan : Please da..forgive me for whatever sin that I have done to you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-margin-top-alt:auto;margin-right:15.0pt; mso-margin-bottom-alt:auto;margin-left:15.0pt;line-height:150%"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="line-height: 150%; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Girl walked away from the guy &amp;amp; continues with her revenge plan. And there, born a ‘Manmadhi – Only God can judge her’ !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-margin-top-alt:auto;margin-right:15.0pt; mso-margin-bottom-alt:auto;margin-left:15.0pt;line-height:150%"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-margin-top-alt:auto;margin-right:15.0pt; mso-margin-bottom-alt:auto;margin-left:15.0pt;line-height:150%"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="line-height: 150%; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Your urges bordering on the negativ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 24px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 24px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; prove beyond doubt that you ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-margin-top-alt:auto;margin-right:15.0pt; mso-margin-bottom-alt:auto;margin-left:51.0pt;text-indent:-18.0pt;mso-list: l3 level1 lfo2;tab-stops:list 36.0pt"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="mso-list:Ignore"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;·&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Do not care about the well being of your cheating partner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-margin-top-alt:auto;margin-right:15.0pt; mso-margin-bottom-alt:auto;margin-left:51.0pt;text-indent:-18.0pt;mso-list: l3 level1 lfo2;tab-stops:list 36.0pt"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="mso-list:Ignore"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;·&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;You have no scruples about physically hurting anyone, hence you are psychologically dis-balanced and may be in drastic need of psychological, emotional and or medical counseling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-margin-top-alt:auto;margin-right:15.0pt; mso-margin-bottom-alt:auto;margin-left:51.0pt;text-indent:-18.0pt;mso-list: l3 level1 lfo2;tab-stops:list 36.0pt"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="mso-list:Ignore"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;·&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;You want to control and assert yourself, without care about your partners feelings or welfare.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-margin-top-alt:auto;margin-right:15.0pt; mso-margin-bottom-alt:auto;margin-left:51.0pt;text-indent:-18.0pt;mso-list: l3 level1 lfo2;tab-stops:list 36.0pt"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="mso-list:Ignore"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;·&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Your relationship has not been based on mutual sharing and caring but rather been held by selfish needs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-margin-top-alt:auto;margin-right:15.0pt; mso-margin-bottom-alt:auto;margin-left:51.0pt;text-indent:-18.0pt;mso-list: l3 level1 lfo2;tab-stops:list 36.0pt"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="mso-list:Ignore"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;·&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;As soon as you feel yourself threatened, your selfish ego takes over and you stop thinking rationally.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-margin-top-alt:auto;margin-right:15.0pt; mso-margin-bottom-alt:auto;margin-left:51.0pt;text-indent:-18.0pt;mso-list: l3 level1 lfo2;tab-stops:list 36.0pt"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-margin-top-alt:auto;margin-right:15.0pt; mso-margin-bottom-alt:auto;margin-left:15.0pt;line-height:150%"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="line-height: 150%; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;So your cheating partner or lover feels justified in their infidelous actions and are reinforced in the belief that it was your own negative &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 24px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;attitude that drove them towards cheating or infidelity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-margin-top-alt:auto;margin-right:15.0pt; mso-margin-bottom-alt:auto;margin-left:15.0pt;line-height:150%"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-margin-top-alt:auto;margin-right:15.0pt; mso-margin-bottom-alt:auto;margin-left:15.0pt;line-height:150%"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="line-height: 150%; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;o what will you do? How will you revenge the hurt caused by your wife's/husband's/lover's cheating? Will you resort to cheating too, just to prove to your partner what it feels like, and make t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 24px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;hem experience the pain and trauma that you have had to go through? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-top:5.0pt;margin-right:15.0pt;margin-bottom:5.0pt;margin-left: 15.0pt;line-height:150%"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top:5.0pt;margin-right:15.0pt;margin-bottom:5.0pt;margin-left: 15.0pt;line-height:150%"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Lets take a trip to imagination la&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; line-height: 24px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;nd a bit… Imagine…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;h3 style="margin-top:5.0pt;margin-right:15.0pt;margin-bottom:5.0pt;margin-left: 15.0pt;line-height:150%"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3 style="margin-top:5.0pt;margin-right:15.0pt;margin-bottom:5.0pt;margin-left: 15.0pt;line-height:150%"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="line-height: 150%; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;You have just completed a revenge strategy on your lover… Say you have hurt your lover just as much as she /he may have tortured you throug&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; line-height: 28px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;h conjugal infidelity… Say your lover is right now in a state of shock, or pain , unbelievable pain, unable to comprehend your actions… What is your reaction…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-top:5.0pt;margin-right:15.0pt;margin-bottom:5.0pt;margin-left: 51.0pt;text-indent:-18.0pt;mso-list:l5 level1 lfo3;tab-stops:list 36.0pt"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="mso-list:Ignore"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;·&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Are you gloating in happiness?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-top:5.0pt;margin-right:15.0pt;margin-bottom:5.0pt;margin-left: 51.0pt;text-indent:-18.0pt;mso-list:l5 level1 lfo3;tab-stops:list 36.0pt"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="mso-list:Ignore"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;·&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Have you attained peace of mind and heart?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-top:5.0pt;margin-right:15.0pt;margin-bottom:5.0pt;margin-left: 51.0pt;text-indent:-18.0pt;mso-list:l5 level1 lfo3;tab-stops:list 36.0pt"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="mso-list:Ignore"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;·&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Have you proven your point?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-top:5.0pt;margin-right:15.0pt;margin-bottom:5.0pt;margin-left: 51.0pt;text-indent:-18.0pt;mso-list:l5 level1 lfo3;tab-stops:list 36.0pt"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="mso-list:Ignore"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;·&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Have you got the upper hand?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-top:5.0pt;margin-right:15.0pt;margin-bottom:5.0pt;margin-left: 51.0pt;text-indent:-18.0pt;mso-list:l5 level1 lfo3;tab-stops:list 36.0pt"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="mso-list:Ignore"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;·&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Have you achieved what you thought you will achieve by taking revenge?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-top:5.0pt;margin-right:15.0pt;margin-bottom:5.0pt;margin-left: 51.0pt;text-indent:-18.0pt;mso-list:l5 level1 lfo3;tab-stops:list 36.0pt"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="mso-list:Ignore"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;·&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Has this established your supremacy in your lovers eyes?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-top:5.0pt;margin-right:15.0pt;margin-bottom:5.0pt;margin-left: 51.0pt;text-indent:-18.0pt;mso-list:l5 level1 lfo3;tab-stops:list 36.0pt"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="mso-list:Ignore"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;·&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Has this satisfied your innermost ego?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-top:5.0pt;margin-right:15.0pt;margin-bottom:5.0pt;margin-left: 51.0pt;text-indent:-18.0pt;mso-list:l5 level1 lfo3;tab-stops:list 36.0pt"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="mso-list:Ignore"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;·&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; Are you satisfied with your actions?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-top:5.0pt;margin-right:15.0pt;margin-bottom:5.0pt;margin-left: 51.0pt;text-indent:-18.0pt;mso-list:l5 level1 lfo3;tab-stops:list 36.0pt"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="mso-list:Ignore"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;·&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;What next... So what are you going to do now that revenge is over?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;h3 style="margin-top:5.0pt;margin-right:15.0pt;margin-bottom:5.0pt;margin-left: 15.0pt;line-height:150%"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3 style="margin-top:5.0pt;margin-right:15.0pt;margin-bottom:5.0pt;margin-left: 15.0pt;line-height:150%"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="line-height: 150%; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Hey stop,  do you really want to get revenge?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-margin-top-alt:auto;margin-right:15.0pt; mso-margin-bottom-alt:auto;margin-left:15.0pt;line-height:150%"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-margin-top-alt:auto;margin-right:15.0pt; mso-margin-bottom-alt:auto;margin-left:15.0pt;line-height:150%"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="line-height: 150%; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Questions you need to ask yourself:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-margin-top-alt:auto;margin-right:15.0pt; mso-margin-bottom-alt:auto;margin-left:51.0pt;text-indent:-18.0pt;mso-list: l4 level1 lfo4;tab-stops:list 36.0pt"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="mso-list:Ignore"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;1.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Why revenge:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-margin-top-alt:auto;margin-right:15.0pt; mso-margin-bottom-alt:auto;margin-left:51.0pt;text-indent:-18.0pt;mso-list: l4 level1 lfo4;tab-stops:list 36.0pt"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="mso-list:Ignore"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Why do you need to inflict pain on your lover&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-margin-top-alt:auto;margin-right:15.0pt; mso-margin-bottom-alt:auto;margin-left:51.0pt;text-indent:-18.0pt;mso-list: l4 level1 lfo4;tab-stops:list 36.0pt"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="mso-list:Ignore"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;3.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;To what extent are you willing to go for revenge:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-margin-top-alt:auto;margin-right:15.0pt; mso-margin-bottom-alt:auto;margin-left:51.0pt;text-indent:-18.0pt;mso-list: l0 level1 lfo5;tab-stops:list 36.0pt"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="mso-list:Ignore"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;·&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Simply commit the same act that your lover has been secretly doing… just to prove to your lover how hurtful can it be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-margin-top-alt:auto;margin-right:15.0pt; mso-margin-bottom-alt:auto;margin-left:51.0pt;text-indent:-18.0pt;mso-list: l0 level1 lfo5;tab-stops:list 36.0pt"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="mso-list:Ignore"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;·&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Or are you one of those who will hurt, maim or kill your lover in a crazed fit , and then spend the rest of your life trying to prove to the authorities that you were innocent or crazed into mental illness by your lovers actions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-margin-top-alt:auto;margin-right:15.0pt; mso-margin-bottom-alt:auto;margin-left:15.0pt;line-height:150%"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-margin-top-alt:auto;margin-right:15.0pt; mso-margin-bottom-alt:auto;margin-left:15.0pt;line-height:150%"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="line-height: 150%; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Please note that revenge is solely for the highly selfish or even mentally unbalanced people… if you are seeking revenge it is merely to satisfy your hurt ego. And you will not attain the satisfaction that you are looking for even after revenge. But then lets see if you want to hurt your lover do you really love him/her?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-margin-top-alt:auto;margin-right:15.0pt; mso-margin-bottom-alt:auto;margin-left:15.0pt;line-height:150%"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="line-height: 150%; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Your need to get revenge is simply an indication of your wounded ego, it is an indication that you do not really love your beloved husband/wife but want to control them… your actions are more the results of a misguided ego.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-margin-top-alt:auto;margin-right:15.0pt; mso-margin-bottom-alt:auto;margin-left:15.0pt;line-height:150%"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="line-height: 150%; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;And you will never attain the peace of mind or self satisfaction that you are aiming for..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-margin-top-alt:auto;margin-right:15.0pt; mso-margin-bottom-alt:auto;margin-left:15.0pt;line-height:150%"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="line-height: 150%; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Best advice to you is… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;h3 style="margin-top:5.0pt;margin-right:15.0pt;margin-bottom:5.0pt;margin-left: 15.0pt;line-height:150%"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3 style="margin-top:5.0pt;margin-right:15.0pt;margin-bottom:5.0pt;margin-left: 15.0pt;line-height:150%"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="line-height: 150%; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Stop wasting your energies on planning revenge instead focus on the what next… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;  &lt;h3 style="margin-top:5.0pt;margin-right:15.0pt;margin-bottom:5.0pt;margin-left: 15.0pt;line-height:150%"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3 style="margin-top:5.0pt;margin-right:15.0pt;margin-bottom:5.0pt;margin-left: 15.0pt;line-height:150%"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="line-height: 150%; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Do you really love your spouse or  partner ?  Do you want to continue living with him/her ? If Yes, then handle the situation from and loving /understanding angle. Try any of the following...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3 style="margin-top:5.0pt;margin-right:15.0pt;margin-bottom:5.0pt;margin-left: 15.0pt;line-height:150%"&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Move From A Stalemate to Soulmate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Save Your Relationship Today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;  &lt;div style="mso-element:para-border-div;border:none;border-bottom:solid windowtext 1.0pt; mso-border-bottom-alt:solid windowtext .75pt;padding:0cm 0cm 1.0pt 0cm; margin-left:15.0pt;margin-right:15.0pt"&gt;  &lt;h3 style="line-height:150%;border:none;mso-border-bottom-alt:solid windowtext .75pt; padding:0cm;mso-padding-alt:0cm 0cm 1.0pt 0cm"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="line-height: 150%; font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;But if you really don’t care about your lover/husband / wife, then stop wasting your energies and time and life on revenge…!!~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3 style="line-height:150%;border:none;mso-border-bottom-alt:solid windowtext .75pt; padding:0cm;mso-padding-alt:0cm 0cm 1.0pt 0cm"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8297732527003035649-2944334555104288945?l=nithzroaming.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nithzroaming.blogspot.com/feeds/2944334555104288945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nithzroaming.blogspot.com/2009/03/revenge-on-lovers.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8297732527003035649/posts/default/2944334555104288945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8297732527003035649/posts/default/2944334555104288945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nithzroaming.blogspot.com/2009/03/revenge-on-lovers.html' title='~Revenge On LoverS~'/><author><name>Nithz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15697318027346506274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/Sc3gcrfSY0I/AAAAAAAAAJs/E3UhAO7vHsg/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/SapLsKy3DWI/AAAAAAAAAEI/nJoYmevqxVQ/s72-c/woman.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8297732527003035649.post-7165424619042652346</id><published>2009-03-01T00:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T00:37:59.263-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lovez'/><title type='text'>~Flirting VS Cheating~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/SapHtS0NPBI/AAAAAAAAAD4/D_xFU9tetNc/s1600-h/couples9.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="text-decoration: underline;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 170px; height: 113px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/SapHtS0NPBI/AAAAAAAAAD4/D_xFU9tetNc/s320/couples9.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308133954280045586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" font-weight: bold; font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; constantly struggle with the definitions of 'Flirting' and 'Cheating' because there seems to be such a fine line between the two. I often find myself pondering over these questions - Is flirting really just another word for cheating? Now it’s so common to see both sex/genders cheating each other by using the name of Love. End of the day, one of them will just leave the opposite sex after getting what they want in life e.g money, property, accessories, sex or for the of time pass. Why is this happening anyway? Why do people have to cheat/flirt to get what they want? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can a person harmlessly flirt with someone of the opposite sex without cheating on his/her partner? Do the rules change if you're married v/s when you were just dating someone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first thing that I did to try and end the confusion once and for all was to look up the meaning of flirting. Interestingly, I found two definitions, which seem to be contrary to one another. The first definition said; flirting is ''to behave tenderly without serious intention, to show superficial or casual interest.'' The other definition was, ''playful conduct intended to arouse sexual interest.''&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style=" "&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Personally, I didn't have a problem with the first definition. After all, all of us are known to behave in a friendly manner with people of the opposite sex without having any serious intentions. So if that is flirting, well… it isn't cheating. However, the second definition really fuelled a fire in my mind. Any kind of behavior (playful or otherwise) that is indulged in to arouse sexual interest; well… that is definitely cheating in my book!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style=" "&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight:normal"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Conversation during cheating:-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style=" "&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Machan : Sayang, yenaku ni na rombe uyir da…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Girl: Me too sayang. I love you a lot da..Ningeh tha yenaku yelameh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Machan : Apdi ni soldrethu unmaiya iruntha..na onnu kephen, taruviya?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Girl : Soluda sayang, ni yena venalum na kudekeh tayarah iruken..Ningeh keteh RM2000 tha ani&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;ki ungeh account leh bank in panitheneh..vereh yena venum? Solungeh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Machan : Love you da..Hmmm..Yenaku ni tha venum. Mulusa venum, taruviya? Yenode gf kudeh yenaku nimadhi yeh ileh. Yepo parhu sandeh tha, yen valkai yeh pochi..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Girl : Unakageh na yenaiyeh yelekeh na tayaru da..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;(Guy started to arouse the girl &amp;amp; jeng jeng jeng Girl jadi mangsa)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" font-weight: bold; font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;After 2 days;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Girl : Sayang, why da you avoiding me? Did I do anything wrong?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Machan : Tho parhu, unakum yenakum yenteh relationship vum ileh. Stop calling me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Girl : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Apo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; aniki nambe rendu perum sernthu…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Machan : Adhu nambe jalli &amp;amp; happy ah irunthum, so athodeh mudinchi..Inimeleh ni yaro nan yaro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;o..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style=" "&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Then the normal tamil cinema dialog will come, idhu kethu kethu pulichi pochi..shabaaaaaaaaa..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style=" "&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;  The way I see it, as long as you're not emotionally involved, it is possible to indulge in harmless flirting. Here are some differences between flirting and cheating:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-margin-top-alt:auto;mso-margin-bottom-alt:auto; margin-left:18.75pt;text-indent:-18.0pt;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:list 36.0pt"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style=" "&gt;&lt;span style="mso-list:Ignore"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;·&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;If you're comfortable teasing or playfully bantering with another person in front of your partner and your partner is comfortable too, then it is harmless flirting. However, if you feel the need to hide your actions from your partner, then you are emotionally involved on some level and that is cheating. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-margin-top-alt:auto;mso-margin-bottom-alt:auto; margin-left:18.75pt;text-indent:-18.0pt;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:list 36.0pt"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style=" "&gt;&lt;span style="mso-list:Ignore"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;·&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;If your playful innuendos are not sexual in nature, then it's flirting. But, if the person you're supposedly flirting with gets the wrong signals from your actions, then you have crossed the line into cheating. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-margin-top-alt:auto;mso-margin-bottom-alt:auto; margin-left:18.75pt;text-indent:-18.0pt;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:list 36.0pt"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style=" "&gt;&lt;span style="mso-list:Ignore"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;·&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;If you flirt with someone and that person starts calling you at home or tries to meet you often, then you may have unknowingly crossed the line. If your flirting partner starts to develop an emotional bond towards you, then you have gone too far. Even if nothing physical may have happened, emotional infidelity amounts to cheating too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flirting v/s cheating is definitely not a clear cut or black and white issue. There are many shades of grey here. What one partner may see as harmless flirting may be considered as cheating by the other partner. So, to ensure that your relationship does not suffer from the issue of flirting, it is best to talk to your partner so that you both are on the same page as far as flirting and cheating go. It is when partners have a different sense of the terms that problems occur – &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Sandeh sandeh sandehhhhh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; !!~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8297732527003035649-7165424619042652346?l=nithzroaming.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nithzroaming.blogspot.com/feeds/7165424619042652346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nithzroaming.blogspot.com/2009/03/flirting-vs-cheating.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8297732527003035649/posts/default/7165424619042652346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8297732527003035649/posts/default/7165424619042652346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nithzroaming.blogspot.com/2009/03/flirting-vs-cheating.html' title='~Flirting VS Cheating~'/><author><name>Nithz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15697318027346506274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/Sc3gcrfSY0I/AAAAAAAAAJs/E3UhAO7vHsg/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/SapHtS0NPBI/AAAAAAAAAD4/D_xFU9tetNc/s72-c/couples9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8297732527003035649.post-769389842544039323</id><published>2009-02-20T02:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T02:37:00.012-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kids'/><title type='text'>~Kids Nowadays~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/SZ6Hemv0hCI/AAAAAAAAADA/0DpSYiUV6OM/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304826370955969570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 275px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 189px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/SZ6Hemv0hCI/AAAAAAAAADA/0DpSYiUV6OM/s320/images.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is aint my original post but i feel like sharing this with everyone. I got this through my friend, Neethu who's kind enough to email to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kindergarten last bach kids….&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Boy 1 : Machan…naa romba upsetta irukenda.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Boy 2 : Yenda? Veetla edhum problema ??&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Boy 1: Illa da..Nethu toys vanga shop-ku poirunthen..Ange 1 semma figureda…Sumar ondra vayasu irukum…..Avanga amma madila paduthu vaila virala vachutu sirischa paaru, Aiyo.......... !!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Boy 2 : Appuram enna aachu?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Boy 1 : Nanum ballon ellam vechu sema scene potten macha, kandukkave matentada. Rendu nalla nan Horlicks kuda kudikala theriyuma…….&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Boy 2 : Vidu machi, nalaki tothi yode tukirevum :)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8297732527003035649-769389842544039323?l=nithzroaming.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nithzroaming.blogspot.com/feeds/769389842544039323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nithzroaming.blogspot.com/2009/02/kids-nowadays.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8297732527003035649/posts/default/769389842544039323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8297732527003035649/posts/default/769389842544039323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nithzroaming.blogspot.com/2009/02/kids-nowadays.html' title='~Kids Nowadays~'/><author><name>Nithz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15697318027346506274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/Sc3gcrfSY0I/AAAAAAAAAJs/E3UhAO7vHsg/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/SZ6Hemv0hCI/AAAAAAAAADA/0DpSYiUV6OM/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8297732527003035649.post-2563214937728225599</id><published>2009-02-20T01:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T02:27:50.240-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Journeyz'/><title type='text'>~A Warm Taxi Ride~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friday.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;A day that everyone wish for after waking up in the morning. Same goes to me. As usual for Fridays, my work will finish at 4.15pm &amp;amp; Y's work will finish at 5pm in which he used to pick me up after work. But due to some circumstance, Y told me early in the morning that he couldnt pick me up after work due to he had to attend a weekly meeting &amp;amp; later was assigned to run a testing call which will take approximately 1-2 hours to complete. Haihsss...So, when time had ticked 4.15pm, i log off from all my Banking system, refilled my water bottle &amp;amp; head to home. Too bad, i was thinking to myself that i have to use public transport today as my hubby (my anbulleh vaganam @ car) is parked at home. Mum had reminded me that after reaching home, i have to clean the house, take in the clothes, fold it, bla bla &amp;amp; do whatever that a girl must do (yelamehhh naneh seiyurudha iruku anadikum). So after taking monorail &amp;amp; exchanged another train with Star Lrt, i got down at Bkt Jalil station. While thinking whether to walk back home, i decided to take a cab instead. So, i got into one of the taxi &amp;amp; was suprised to see the condition of the taxi inside. But,,as the saying goes 'Dont judge a person by its cover'. The taxi uncle (started a warm conversation, asking me about Thaipusam celebration &amp;amp; even shared his opinion about how job opportunities nowadays are effected by the economic crisis. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304821595916654738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/SZ6DIqVu2JI/AAAAAAAAACw/HNs8-pgpiEc/s320/a-0071.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;(Pic Above : The Taxi Uncle; Below : His Taxi Decoration)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;While talking to him, i have managed to capture some photos. Hehe, i think he realized that i was busy taking some photos of his taxi but he didnt mention anything. Some of our coversation is as below:-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Taxi Uncle : Do you know that they are retrenching so many employees out there &amp;amp; some are given 1 day notice due to the recent economic crisis? Thousands of exmployees working in Panasonic, Honda, Nissan, Citibank &amp;amp; a few to name are all listed in this category?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Me : Yes uncle, i am aware of it. I even read about the recent retrecnhment that Panasonic did. It's scary.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;axi Uncle : Appreciate with what you have now. I know young people like you dont like to work under the same company for long. But remember, try to grasp as much of experience you can, learn from the seniors, give &amp;amp; take &amp;amp; resign only if you have got the right job.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Me : (Nod). Whatever you are saying is totally true Uncle. It's not easy to get job nowadays. I did plan to resign but after looking at the our country's economic condition, i decided to postpone my decision. Not now but maybe in a few months time. (Smile).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304822173189569874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/SZ6DqQ2UfVI/AAAAAAAAAC4/PJYVIpKHfTk/s320/a-0070.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Within 5-10mins, i have reached my home. It came about RM3.80 &amp;amp; i passed the Taxi Uncle RM5. Without much hesitation, i told the Uncle that 'it was nice talking to you &amp;amp; you can keep the change'. He was very delighted to hear it &amp;amp; continously thanked me. I thought to myself; 'naladhu senja, nanum naladhutha seiyuven'. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Happy weekend!!~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;p/s : My experiance with this taxi uncle was far away warm compared to one nightmare i had a few yars back. Yen valkaileh marekeh mudiyatheh oru tengga talaiyan. For more info on that tenga talaiyan; please go to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://nithubaby.blog.friendster.com/2007/04/unhappy-experience-in-cab/"&gt;http://nithubaby.blog.friendster.com/2007/04/unhappy-experience-in-cab/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8297732527003035649-2563214937728225599?l=nithzroaming.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nithzroaming.blogspot.com/feeds/2563214937728225599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nithzroaming.blogspot.com/2009/02/warm-taxi-ride.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8297732527003035649/posts/default/2563214937728225599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8297732527003035649/posts/default/2563214937728225599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nithzroaming.blogspot.com/2009/02/warm-taxi-ride.html' title='~A Warm Taxi Ride~'/><author><name>Nithz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15697318027346506274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/Sc3gcrfSY0I/AAAAAAAAAJs/E3UhAO7vHsg/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/SZ6DIqVu2JI/AAAAAAAAACw/HNs8-pgpiEc/s72-c/a-0071.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8297732527003035649.post-6965684250686138291</id><published>2009-02-19T07:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T07:59:40.455-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Flashbackz'/><title type='text'>~Old Video Games??~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/SZ2A-l8AGZI/AAAAAAAAACo/rlicx51pHDQ/s1600-h/bp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304537748936333714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 247px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 125px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/SZ2A-l8AGZI/AAAAAAAAACo/rlicx51pHDQ/s320/bp.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Listed below are the games which i am missing badly. They were once the best seller &amp;amp; a craze to everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;The Tetris&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;The name Tetris comes from the Greek work tetra or "four". Tetris is a computer puzzle game in which various shapes each made of four squares are falling down a well. The user turns the pieces around and moves them left or right in order to arrange them on top of the other. When a solid line of squares is made from edge to edge, the line dissolves and all the pieces move down by one square. When the lines dissolve points are won, when the well fills up the game ends. Players work hard to keep the well as empty as possible, but as the game progresses the pieces fall faster and faster making that harder. Anyway, do you miss playing this game? No worries, it's installed in my blog (refer to your 'right'). Now, you can buy this game for RM10 in any pasar malam's :(&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304535242444372210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 295px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 152px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/SZ1-sshv-PI/AAAAAAAAACY/SwDSTlNGavw/s320/gpacman.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;The Pac Man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Pac Man is a maze game. The player maneuvers Pac Man, a yellow circle with a mouth, to navigate a maze while eating pills and prizes. A level, or board, is finished when all pills are eaten. There are four power-up items near the corners of the maze, known as "energizers" or "power pellets" which provide Pac Man with the temporary ability to eat the ghosts. The ghosts turn a deep blue and reverse direction immediately when Pac Man eats an energizer, and they move more slowly while they are vulnerable. The ghosts are worth 200, 400, 800, and 1600 points, in sequence (the values starting over again at 200 each time another Power Pellet is eaten), so it is advantageous to the player to try to eat all four ghosts each time. If a ghost is eaten, his eyes return to the monster pen where he will be restored to normal. The ghosts flash white five times before they revert to being dangerous. The amount of time the ghosts remain vulnerable after a Power Pellet is eaten varies from one board to the next, but the time period generally becomes shorter as the game progresses, and after many boards have been completed the ghosts will actually not turn blue at all when the energizers are eaten (but they will still reverse direction). Four Ghosts (Blinky, Pinky, Inky and Clyde) also wander the maze in an attempt to catch Pac Man. Each level begins with three ghosts in their "ghost pen" and one monster above it, and Pac Man near the bottom of the maze. The ghosts are released from the pen periodically as Pac Man eats dots.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304534627358157458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/SZ1-I5JxKpI/AAAAAAAAACQ/KLH920x_lTc/s320/SF.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;The Street Fighter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;It is a matter of skill. Two warriors meet to test themselves against wildly different styles of combat. They are Russian wrestlers and tonfa-swinging Englishmen, American boxers, Indian mystics, New York brawlers, crazed jungle monsters and quiet masters of the martial arts. Blunt instrument or elegant weapon, the choice of discipline isn't important. Skill alone determines the outcome. They travel the world to meet and battle each other, and above all, to win. Some search for answers, some for glory, some for revenge. Some only seek worthy opponents in a never-ending quest to improve their knowledge and skills. But only one can become the world's greatest street fighter. I miss my all time favorite Byson &amp;amp; Guile :(&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304536050948581362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/SZ1_bwcLJ_I/AAAAAAAAACg/JCKojbGrWz0/s320/MB.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;The Mario Brothers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;The Mario Brothers are a household name. Everyone from young to old has heard of this dynamic duo whether it be from playing the games themselves or from the publicity the games of the Mario series receive. Mario is depicted as a short, pudgy, Italian plumber who lives in the Mushroom Kingdom. In the Mario series, he repeatedly stops the plans of Bowser to kidnap Princess Peach and subjugate the Mushroom Kingdom. He also has other enemies and rivals, including Donkey Kong and Wario.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I wish the list can go longer but i cant think much for now as its getting late &amp;amp; i have to wake up at 6am to work. Haihsssssssssss***..i wish i can be a kid. Miss the days alot!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8297732527003035649-6965684250686138291?l=nithzroaming.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nithzroaming.blogspot.com/feeds/6965684250686138291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nithzroaming.blogspot.com/2009/02/old-video-games.html#comment-form' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8297732527003035649/posts/default/6965684250686138291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8297732527003035649/posts/default/6965684250686138291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nithzroaming.blogspot.com/2009/02/old-video-games.html' title='~Old Video Games??~'/><author><name>Nithz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15697318027346506274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/Sc3gcrfSY0I/AAAAAAAAAJs/E3UhAO7vHsg/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/SZ2A-l8AGZI/AAAAAAAAACo/rlicx51pHDQ/s72-c/bp.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8297732527003035649.post-4637425616211842142</id><published>2009-02-18T04:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T04:53:27.356-08:00</updated><title type='text'>~Slumdog Millionaire~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/SZwCTnp6xQI/AAAAAAAAACI/DvhfNtr90ws/s1600-h/slumdogmillionaire-mv-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304116997221172482" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 232px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/SZwCTnp6xQI/AAAAAAAAACI/DvhfNtr90ws/s320/slumdogmillionaire-mv-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;How did I get hooked with this movie? I was having dinner in a Chinese shop with Y more than a month back when I was approached by a Pirated DVD seller. He was showing me some new release DVD’s (at that point of time, this movie has not reached the level of publicity in our country yet). So, while going through the DVD’s &amp;amp; munching fish ball, I saw this film. In a second, I thought a movie with white Director? Could it be a movie like how Deepa Mehta &amp;amp; Meera Nair use to come about? Revolving Indian culture? So, I moved on to read the synopsis of the movie at the back of DVD. Y was telling me “Can you get some other movie than this one, something like ‘When the earth stood still’ or anything nicer?”. But deep in my heart, I have always liked International movies although it may be a flop end of the day. So, I bought it &amp;amp; Keenu Reeve movie(for his sake) without hesitation. Certainly not because of its Indian star cast, music composer or casting cum co-director but because of its Indian sensibility and aesthetics. Y brought back the DVD to his home as he use to complaint to me that he doesn’t have any new movies to be watched. Haihs***…after a week(during one of the weekend), after bathing our puppy Gino, he decided to watch it. That same night, he called me up &amp;amp; was pouring his joy of watching the movie. And I was like ‘Huh’ really? Ok, then th next day, he passed the DVD to me. My family then decided to watch the movie. Again without me (I went Carrefour to do monthly groceries). When I came back home, my family members were commenting that the movie was Excellent. Arghhhhhhhhhhhh, then the following week Saturday after cleaning my house, I managed to watch it. Wowwww, this movie strikes me as a hugely important film in contemporary cinema (not like those Bollywood movies where you can see all the rich people mingling &amp;amp; giggling – the same old boring stuff). Now, let me tell you something about this movie. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304115291495963490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 229px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/SZwAwVVVm2I/AAAAAAAAACA/i1G89slIPd4/s320/slumdogmillionaire-mv-3.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the very beginning of the film when you see two brothers conversing with each other, the elder one stresses on the fact that he is elder and thus the younger one needs to buy his point, irrespective of its consequences. Incorporation of minute Indian nuances like these make Slumdog Millionaire one of the best English films set in India and revolving around the country’s most popular metropolis Mumbai. The film begins with cops (Irrfan Khan and Saurabh Shukla) interrogating an 18 year old Jamal (Dev Patel, decent) who they believe has cheated in the Indian version of quiz show ‘Who wants to be a Millionaire’. The suspicion arises from Jamal’s street-kid upbringing and poverty stricken background. How can an uneducated orphan dwelling in slums win a quiz show! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The day before Jamal is slated to answer the 2 Crore rupee question, he is dragged to the police station to confess his cheating. Here, the film begins to unfold as Jamal narrates his past life and proves how each chapter of his life helped him answer the questions of the show. It is here that Danny impressively shuttles between past and present, injecting provocative flashbacks in the film which captures Jamal’s vibrant childhood to his current day life journey. Jamal’s emotional upheaval after losing his mother and childhood sweetheart Latika, his tryst with destiny and differences with brother Salim then form the story of Slumdog, rather a success story of Jamal who wins against all odds. Danny Boyle’s immaculate encapsulation of Mumbai without diluting its essence is what makes Slumdog an absolutely brilliant film. Cinematographer Anthony Dod Mantle makes Mumbai look beautiful inspite of showing the shadiest of slums, asylums, filthy sewage and garbage disposal places of the city! It works because Anthony not just captures the locales but also manages to catch the sound, smell and pace of the city which keeps moving in spite of all odds. It shows victory and triumph of human spirit with a backdrop of tragedy and in times of acute poverty which makes it a feel good film. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;oyle’s filmmaking focuses on Jamal’s rags to reaches story rather than highlighting his ghastly and grotesque surroundings, thus making the film’s theme global. His unfiltered and un-photoshoped showcase of contemporary Mumbai is inexplicably real. A kid being blinded to earn money by a local rogue, a mother being slaughtered by a religious fanatic in front of her children, girls forced into prostitution, kids exploiting foreigners... you choose to turn a blind eye towards the ‘slum life’ of Mumbai. You’d rather offer a rupee to a street urchin, sympathise with him and then walk away worrying about your mundane activities. AR Rahman’s hypnotic music deserves a special mention. Jai Ho, Ringa Ringa and all the background scores are simply mesmerizing (I bet all the Indians around the world will be praying for him to be awarded Oscar winner for his excellent work).Child actors Ayush Mahesh Khedekar (as young Jamal), Azharuddin Mohammed Ismail (Salim) are the soul of Slumdog Millionaire...brilliant casting by Loveleen Tandan. Madhur Mittal is excellent as the grown-up Salim and Dev Patel is decent. Freida Pinto does justice to her small but pivotal role. Anil Kapoor and Irrfan Khan have nothing great to do but make an impression. Slumdog presents you a simple tale of survival, love and longing set ini Mumbai. The film romances Mumbai without enhancing its beauty or degrading its character, it makes you love the city, just the way it is. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;This one is indeed a masterpiece Mr Boyle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8297732527003035649-4637425616211842142?l=nithzroaming.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nithzroaming.blogspot.com/feeds/4637425616211842142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nithzroaming.blogspot.com/2009/02/slumdog-millionaire.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8297732527003035649/posts/default/4637425616211842142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8297732527003035649/posts/default/4637425616211842142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nithzroaming.blogspot.com/2009/02/slumdog-millionaire.html' title='~Slumdog Millionaire~'/><author><name>Nithz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15697318027346506274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/Sc3gcrfSY0I/AAAAAAAAAJs/E3UhAO7vHsg/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/SZwCTnp6xQI/AAAAAAAAACI/DvhfNtr90ws/s72-c/slumdogmillionaire-mv-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8297732527003035649.post-5150196800337260064</id><published>2009-02-17T04:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T05:00:36.327-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pets'/><title type='text'>~The Importance of Pets~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/SZqu7Y1q87I/AAAAAAAAABo/km0eX4OfNr8/s1600-h/a-0066.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303743846485259186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 488px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/SZqu7Y1q87I/AAAAAAAAABo/km0eX4OfNr8/s320/a-0066.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Gino Kutty: Above (waiting to be fed with McD Fries) ; below (waiting for me to open his cage)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l2C8yozTDyg/SZqrs9ZeGFI/AAAAAAAAABI/Qb-JPXNpsE0/s1600-h/Gino+d%E2%80%99+Shitzu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303740300066166866" st
