<?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-1727091763048973649</id><updated>2012-01-17T22:30:08.792+05:00</updated><category term='bugs bunny'/><category term='2009'/><category term='Five Point Someone'/><category term='Relationships'/><category term='Sangeeetha'/><category term='sweeping study'/><category term='Sangeetha swarangal'/><category term='nature'/><category term='lyrics'/><category term='காதல்'/><category term='Story'/><category term='thoughts'/><category term='Life is Short - Beautiful Lesson for us...'/><category term='mother'/><category term='cars'/><category term='kids'/><category term='special'/><category term='goose bumps'/><category term='Menaka'/><category term='mole'/><category term='life is too short to be afraid of getting hurt'/><category term='stretching'/><category term='guys likes gals'/><category term='Personality'/><category term='philosophy'/><category term='eductive'/><category term='interesting facts'/><category term='Happy Birthday'/><category term='the woodcutter and the axe'/><category term='rain'/><category term='Mud volcano'/><category term='meaning of rose color'/><category term='Sangee'/><category term='Comedy in office'/><category term='cared'/><category term='character'/><category term='chicken'/><category term='dreams to reach the future and memories to reach the past'/><category term='Matrix movie mistakes'/><category term='space'/><category term='most important'/><category term='birth month'/><category term='Sangeetha swarangal song Lyrics'/><category term='Doctor Mehta'/><category term='cute kids'/><category term='poem'/><category term='godly eye'/><category term='loved'/><category term='Sangeetha Mohandass'/><category term='Love at First Sight'/><category term='உயிரில் பூத்த தோழமை'/><category term='Diversion'/><category term='loose grip'/><category term='application'/><category term='belife'/><category term='true love'/><category term='Boring life'/><category term='keen'/><category term='sleep'/><category term='power of information'/><category term='நட்பு'/><category term='perfection'/><category term='girl'/><category term='I MISS YOU'/><category term='Happy Diwali'/><category term='golden ratio'/><category term='recless'/><category term='melody'/><category term='music'/><category term='thanks to facebook'/><category term='crap ad'/><category term='1000 hand guan yin dance'/><category term='men models'/><category term='wit d memories about us again.'/><category term='boy without legs'/><category term='Expressions of life'/><category term='Funny Facts about GUYS'/><category term='hair pull'/><category term='The one'/><category term='fault'/><category term='offical comedy'/><category term='not over'/><category term='water tank'/><category term='life is too boring'/><category term='fear'/><category term='little'/><category term='Funny facts'/><category term='phi'/><category term='IM SO ALONE'/><category term='colgate'/><category term='galaxies'/><category term='growing'/><category term='KIDS LETTER TO GOD'/><category term='2 States: The Story of My Marriage'/><category term='disney'/><category term='doctors'/><category term='Dussehra'/><category term='ghazal'/><category term='Don&apos;t you have work in office..? 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Sangeetha Mohandass</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sangeee.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727091763048973649/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sangeee.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727091763048973649/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Sangeee's Diary....</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15914230065034053427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jb2vSDvVsiE/Ss1Ag4iNfEI/AAAAAAAAAOg/eqrbkO-KKmk/S220/Cute_Babies.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>155</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1727091763048973649.post-8125380821294784166</id><published>2012-01-15T19:45:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2012-01-15T19:45:39.781+05:00</updated><title type='text'>எங்கள் அண்ணன் பிறந்தநாளை முன்னிட்டு!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;எங்கள் தலைவன், கருமை நிற கண்ணன் பேச்சிலே மன்னன், &amp;nbsp;பாராட்டு விழா பல கண்ட பகலவன், &amp;nbsp;சிந்தை சிற்பி, சயனைடு குப்பி, செயல் சிங்கம், பிரச்சர பிரங்கி, ஒருவாரம் ஆனாலும் எதிரிகளை நேருக்குநேர் சந்திக்க கூடிய போர் குணம் கொண்ட போர் வாள்,என்று போற்ற படும் தலைவர்.. &amp;nbsp; எங்கள் அன்பு அண்ணன் திரு. Dwarakesh அவர்களின் பிறந்தநாளை முன்னிட்டு அவர் உதிர்த்த சில முத்துகளை மாலையாக்கி அவருக்கு சூட்டுகிறோம்!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;நீ ஒரு ஜீவி..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;நான் ஒரு பாவி..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;நைட் ல வீட்டாண்ட வரும் ஆவி!!! &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;வெயில் அடிக்குது ஓரமா...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;நீங்க என் இருக்கிங்க காரமா!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #bf9000;"&gt;பல்லாவரம் பரங்கி மலை தூரம்.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #bf9000;"&gt;நம்ம benjamin &amp;nbsp;தலைய பாத்தா நாறும்...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;ரோட்டுல இருக்கு பாரு சாணி..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;நீ தான் என் வீட்டுக்கு ராணி!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;ரவா லட்டு போல இருக்கிற nirmalலு..&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;chocolate அடிகடி சாப்பிட்டா வரும் இருமலு!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;சும்மா இருக்குது penநு..&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;அது மேல எனக்கு ஒரு கண்ணு!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;ஓரமா சாஞ்சு நிக்குது கொம்பு..&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;பக்கத்துல உருண்டோடுது சொம்பு!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;he he he......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY ANNA!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;May all your wishes come true this year!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-size: large;"&gt;I sit here all the time with something on my mind.I cant seem to get away from all the pain and suffering why do i feel this way every day. I dont know why i cry. I dont know why i wanna die. I dont understand myself maybe i should kill myself. I feel sad and it makes me mad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-size: large;"&gt;I go to work every day. I feel like a jerk what can i say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-size: large;"&gt;There is noone that can help me noone to save me from the shit im going through. None to say i love you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-size: large;"&gt;There is none to hold me when im alone. Noone to call me on the phone.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-size: large;"&gt;There is none to talk to when im in need.Noone to stitch me if i bleed.Maybe one day I will wake up and see the light but until then my life will always be a fight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-size: large;"&gt;People say im jealous.. high headed... because they got all these &amp;amp; i dont... f**k u. i dont want a f**king normal life like u... im not gonna cry.. im not gonna die... but you ll see my attitude from now...&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/1727091763048973649-7828135066255865726?l=sangeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sangeee.blogspot.com/feeds/7828135066255865726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1727091763048973649&amp;postID=7828135066255865726&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727091763048973649/posts/default/7828135066255865726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727091763048973649/posts/default/7828135066255865726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sangeee.blogspot.com/2011/12/i-sit-here-all-time-with-something-on.html' title=''/><author><name>Sangeee's Diary....</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15914230065034053427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jb2vSDvVsiE/Ss1Ag4iNfEI/AAAAAAAAAOg/eqrbkO-KKmk/S220/Cute_Babies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1727091763048973649.post-3979666248696891483</id><published>2011-12-03T19:43:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2011-12-03T19:47:44.260+05:00</updated><title type='text'>B Day-Color-Nature</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div&gt;Found it&amp;nbsp;while&amp;nbsp;surfing....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If your birthday is on &amp;nbsp;..... &amp;nbsp;Scroll down to find out about your&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;nature ....&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;December 23rd - January 1st Red &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;January 2nd - January 11th &amp;nbsp;Orange &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;January 12th - January 24th Yellow &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;January 25th - February 3 &amp;nbsp; Pink &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;February 4th - February 8th Blue &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;February 9th -&amp;nbsp;18th&amp;nbsp;February &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Green &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;February 19th -&amp;nbsp;28th&amp;nbsp;February &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Brown &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;March1st - Match 10th &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Aqua &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;March 11 - March 20th &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Lime &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;March 21 st &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Black &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;March 22 nd - March 31st &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Purple &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;April 1st - April 10th &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Navy &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;April 11th - April 20th &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Silver &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;April 21st - April 30th &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; White &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;May 2nd - May 14th &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Blue &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;May 15th - May 24th &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Gold &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;May 25th - June 3rd &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Cream &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;June 4th - June13th &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Gray &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;June 14 - June 23rd &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Maroon &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;June 24th &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Gray &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;June 25 - July 4th &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Red&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;July 5th - July 14th &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Orange &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;July 15th - July 25 th &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Yellow &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;July 26th - August 4 th &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Pink &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;August 5th - August 13th &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Blue &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;August 14th - August 23rd &amp;nbsp; Green &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;August 24 - September 2nd &amp;nbsp; Brown &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;September 3rd - &amp;nbsp;September12th &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Aqua &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;September 13th -&amp;nbsp;22nd&amp;nbsp;September &amp;nbsp;Lime &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;September 23rd &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Olive &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;September 24th -&amp;nbsp;3rd&amp;nbsp;October &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Purple &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;October 4th - October 13th &amp;nbsp;Nave &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;October 14th - October 23rd Silver &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;October 24 - November 11th &amp;nbsp;White &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;November 12th -&amp;nbsp;21st&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;November &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Gold &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;November 22nd - December1st Cream &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;December 2nd - December11th Gray &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;December 12th -&amp;nbsp;21st&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;December &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Maroon &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;December 22nd &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Teal &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;RED &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cute and lovable type, you are picky but always in love ...and &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;liked to be loved. Fresh and cheerful, but can be "moody" at &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;times. Capable with people, nice, soft, and that can love you for &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the way you are. Likes people that are easy to talk to, and can &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;make you feel comfortable. &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;CREAM &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Competitive and sportive. Don't like losing and always cheerful! &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You are trustworthy, and very out-going. You choose love &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;carefully, and don't fall in love easily. But once you find the &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;right one, you don't let go for a long long time. &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;TEAL &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You are mostly interested in your looks. And have high standards &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;in picking love. You think and make a solution precisely, and &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hardly make stupid mistakes. You like to lead, and is easy for you&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to make new friends. &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;GREY &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You are attractive, and active. You never hide your feelings, and &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;express everything that's inside. But can be selfish at times. You&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;want to be noticed, and don't like to be treated unequally. You &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;can brighten up people's day. You know what to say at the right &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;time, and you have a good sense of humor. &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;GREEN &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You get along well with new people. You are not really a shy &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;person, but sometimes you can hurt people's feelings by your &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;words... You like to be loved and noticed by your lover, but &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mostly you are single, waiting for the right person. &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;GOLD &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You know what's right and what's wrong. You are cheerful and out &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;going. It's hard for you to find the one you want, but once you &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;find the right person, you won't be able to fall in love again for&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a long time. &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;PINK &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You are always trying your best in everything, and like to help &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and care for other people. But you are not easily satisfied. You &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;have negative thoughts, and you look for romantic love like in a &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;fairytale. &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;YELLOW &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You are sweet and innocent. Trusted by many people, and have a &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;strong leadership towards relationships. You make good decision &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and make the right choice at the right time. And always dreaming &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;of romantic relationship. &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;MAROON &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You are intelligent, and know what's right. You like to take &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;things go your way, which can sometimes cause trouble or not &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thinking about other people's feelings. But you are patient when &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it comes to love... Once you get a hold of the right person, it's &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hard for you to find a better love. &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ORANGE &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You are responsible for your own actions, and you know how to &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;treat people. You always have goals to reach, and are competitive.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When it comes to friendship, you find it hard to trust someone, &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but once you find the right friend, you trust them for ever. &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;PURPLE &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You are mysterious, never selfish and get interested in things &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;easily. Your day can be sad or happy depending on your mood. You &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;are popular between friends but you can act stupid at times, and &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;forget things easily. You go for person that's trustworthy. &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;LIME &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You are calm, but easily stressed out. You get jealous easily, and&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;complain over little things. You can't get stuck into one thing, &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but you have a capable personality for everyone to trust you and &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;like you. &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SILVER &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You are imaginative and shy, but you like trying new things. You &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;like to challenge yourself. You learn things easily, and like &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Hard to get". Your love life is normally hard and confusing. &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WHITE &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You dream and have goals in your life. You get jealous easily and &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you don't react to things easily. You are different and sometimes &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thought highly by others. &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OLIVE &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You are warm and light hearted. You seem to flow well with friends&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and family. You don't like violence and know what's right. You are&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;kind and cheerful, but don't envy other people easily. &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BROWN &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You are active and sportive. It's hard for other people to become &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;close with you, but you fall in love easily. But once you find out&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you can't get something, you give up and let go easily as well. &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BLUE &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You have low self-esteem, and very picky. You are artistic and &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;like to fall in love, but you let your love pass by, by loving &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;with your mind, not your heart. &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;NAVY &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You are attractive, and love your life. You have a strong feeling &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;towards everything. And very easily distracted. Once you get angry&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;at someone, it's hard for you to forgive them. &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AQUA &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Your feelings change suddenly and easily. You are always lonely, &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and like travelling. You are truthful, but listen and believe &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;other people too easily. It's hard to find love for you, and you &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;get lost in love easily. Sometimes you get hurt by love. &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BLACK &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You are challenging, and have the "guts". But you don't like &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;changes in your life. And once you make a decision, you keep it &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that way for a long time. Your love life is also challenging, and &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;different. &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ORANGE &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You are responsible for your own actions, and you know how to &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;treat people. You always have goals to reach, and are competitive.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When it comes to friendship, you find it hard to trust someone, &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but once you find the right friend, you trust them for ever. &amp;nbsp;&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/1727091763048973649-3979666248696891483?l=sangeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sangeee.blogspot.com/feeds/3979666248696891483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1727091763048973649&amp;postID=3979666248696891483&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727091763048973649/posts/default/3979666248696891483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727091763048973649/posts/default/3979666248696891483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sangeee.blogspot.com/2011/12/b-day-color-nature.html' title='B Day-Color-Nature'/><author><name>Sangeee's Diary....</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15914230065034053427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jb2vSDvVsiE/Ss1Ag4iNfEI/AAAAAAAAAOg/eqrbkO-KKmk/S220/Cute_Babies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1727091763048973649.post-5485447332352026436</id><published>2011-12-03T19:34:00.001+05:00</published><updated>2011-12-03T19:35:19.484+05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;I couldn't tell why i'm sad...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;i couldn't tell why i'm crying...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;I couldn't tell why i feel so numb and empty...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;I couldn't tell you why i feel so disgusting...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;I couldn't explain why i hate waking up everyday...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;I couldn't tell how much i hate not being able to sleep...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;I couldn't tell how much i hate waiting...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;I couldn't tell how much i hate the future...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;I couldn't tell why i'm so afraid...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;I couldn't tell why i never fit in...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;I couldn't tell because, i just don't know.&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/1727091763048973649-5485447332352026436?l=sangeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sangeee.blogspot.com/feeds/5485447332352026436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1727091763048973649&amp;postID=5485447332352026436&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727091763048973649/posts/default/5485447332352026436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727091763048973649/posts/default/5485447332352026436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sangeee.blogspot.com/2011/12/i-couldnt-tell-why-im-sad.html' title=''/><author><name>Sangeee's Diary....</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15914230065034053427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jb2vSDvVsiE/Ss1Ag4iNfEI/AAAAAAAAAOg/eqrbkO-KKmk/S220/Cute_Babies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1727091763048973649.post-7906120386904260411</id><published>2011-11-30T12:46:00.001+05:00</published><updated>2011-11-30T12:46:38.835+05:00</updated><title type='text'>A girl like me...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear god,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all i thank you for putting me into this f***ing &amp;nbsp;damn world.&lt;br /&gt;damn damn damn damn....&lt;br /&gt;why its always me??&lt;br /&gt;why u made me a dumb rebellion???&lt;br /&gt;My life sucks!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lost the focus in life, failed to get my own needs..&lt;br /&gt;I remembered someone used to call me the happiest girl but sadly now it isn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired..&lt;br /&gt;really i'm tired....&lt;br /&gt;Am afraid I would lose myself one day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DO YOU HEAR ME????&lt;br /&gt;or&lt;br /&gt;YOU CHOOSE TO IGNORE ME UHHH???&lt;br /&gt;you got FB?? or twitter atleast???&lt;br /&gt;add or follow me...&lt;br /&gt;i got many questions to ask u...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1727091763048973649-7906120386904260411?l=sangeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sangeee.blogspot.com/feeds/7906120386904260411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1727091763048973649&amp;postID=7906120386904260411&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727091763048973649/posts/default/7906120386904260411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727091763048973649/posts/default/7906120386904260411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sangeee.blogspot.com/2011/11/girl-like-me.html' title='A girl like me...'/><author><name>Sangeee's Diary....</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15914230065034053427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jb2vSDvVsiE/Ss1Ag4iNfEI/AAAAAAAAAOg/eqrbkO-KKmk/S220/Cute_Babies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1727091763048973649.post-1097048441116412887</id><published>2011-11-27T08:30:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2011-11-27T20:10:52.190+05:00</updated><title type='text'>அட கடவுளே!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 28px; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;இன்று முடிஞ்சவரை தமிழ்ல எழுத முயற்சி பண்றேன்.. எதாவது தப்பு இருந்த&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px;"&gt;மன்னிச்சிருங்க!!! (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;school timeல தமிழ் எழுதியது, அதோட இப்பத்தான் எழுதுறேன்..&amp;nbsp;so கண்டிப்பா spelling mistakes நிறைய இருக்கும்!!!&lt;/i&gt;)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;காலைல கஷ்டப்பட்டு முழிச்சி, குளிச்சி, பஸ்ச புடிக்கறது பரிட்சைல பாஸ் ஆகுற மாதிரி. உட்கார இடம்&amp;nbsp;கிடைச்சா&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;school 1st &amp;nbsp;வந்த மாதிரி...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;அதுலையும்&amp;nbsp;ஸ்கூல் பசங்க bag , வேளைக்கு போறவங்களோட handbag&amp;nbsp;இல்லை lunch bag&amp;nbsp;நம்ப தலைல கட்டாம... &amp;nbsp;வயசானவங்க யாரும் நம்பகிட்ட இடம் கேட்காம... Ticket Pass&amp;nbsp;பண்ற வேலை இல்லாம...&amp;nbsp;போய் சேருறது state 1st&amp;nbsp;வாங்கின&amp;nbsp;மாதிரி...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;இப்படி கஷ்டப்பட்டு போன்ன வாரம் ஒரு நாளு பஸ்ல இடம் கிடைச்சு&amp;nbsp;சந்தோசமா பாட்டு கேட்டு&amp;nbsp;உட்கார்திருந்தேன்.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;என் பக்கதுல ஒரு பொண்ணு வந்து உட்கார்ததளிருந்து ரொம்ப seriousஆ&amp;nbsp; போன்ல பேசிட்டு இருந்தா... அப்படி எனத்தான் பேசுறன்னு பாட்ட pauseல போட்டு (ஒட்டு)கேட்டேன்.. (ஹி ஹி ஹி)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"இந்த வாரம் கண்டிப்பா அம்மாவை பாக்க நீ வர..." (&lt;i&gt;எதோ குடும்ப பிரச்னை போல்ல&lt;/i&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"அம்மாவை பாத்த உன் கஷ்டமெல்லாம்&amp;nbsp;போய்விடும்&amp;nbsp;...." &amp;nbsp;(&lt;i&gt;எந்த அம்மா???&lt;/i&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"இல்ல பேசலாம் முடியாது... 6500 ரூபாய் கட்டின அவங்களா கிட்ட பாக்கலாம்... " (&lt;i&gt;ஆஹா இது தான் matterஆ&lt;/i&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"அம்மாவை பார்வதியா அலங்காரம் பண்ணி அவங்களுக்கு அபிசேகம் நடக்கும்... அத பாத்தாலே போதும் உனக்கு எந்த கஷ்டமும் இனி வராது.." (&lt;i&gt;அட கடவுளே!!!&lt;/i&gt; )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;இந்த காலத்திலும் இந்த மாதிரி விஷயங்கள எப்படிதான் ஜனங்க நம்புராகளோ!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;முக்கியமா இதுல போய் சேருரவங்க படிச்சவங்களும், high-class&amp;nbsp;peoples தான்...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;என்னை பொறுத்த வரை மனுஷன் தான் கடவுள்&amp;nbsp; கிட்ட எதையாவது எதிர்பார்ப்பான். கடவுளுக்கும் மனுஷனுக்கும் உள்ள உறவு அம்மா-குழந்தைக்கும் உள்ள உறவு போல. அவளோட குழத்தை கேட்டதையெல்லாம் கொடுப்பா ஆனா அவ திருப்பி எதிர்பகுறது அன்பு மட்டும் தான். 6500 ரூபாய் குடுத்தா தான் அவங்களா பாக்கமுடுயும்நா அவங்க சாமி இல்லை ஆசாமி...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;சரி நான் போய் என் வேலைய பாக்குறேன்... என்ன&amp;nbsp;வேலையா&amp;nbsp;?? தூங்கறது தான்....atleast நாளைகாவது சீக்கரம் எழுந்து&amp;nbsp;பஸ்ல&amp;nbsp;seat புடிக்கலாம்னு பாக்குறேன்!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;சொல்ல மறந்துட்டேன்&amp;nbsp;Latest trendஆ அம்மாவை நம்ப&amp;nbsp;மக்கள் design designஆ திட்டினதுல போன வாரம் பஸ்ல நல்ல time pass&amp;nbsp;ஆச்சு...&amp;nbsp;ஹி ஹி ஹி!!!!&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/1727091763048973649-1097048441116412887?l=sangeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sangeee.blogspot.com/feeds/1097048441116412887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1727091763048973649&amp;postID=1097048441116412887&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727091763048973649/posts/default/1097048441116412887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727091763048973649/posts/default/1097048441116412887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sangeee.blogspot.com/2011/11/blog-post_16.html' title='அட கடவுளே!!!'/><author><name>Sangeee's Diary....</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15914230065034053427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jb2vSDvVsiE/Ss1Ag4iNfEI/AAAAAAAAAOg/eqrbkO-KKmk/S220/Cute_Babies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1727091763048973649.post-6668219169537915969</id><published>2011-11-26T20:30:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2011-11-27T20:10:19.173+05:00</updated><title type='text'>நினைவுகள் இல்லையென்றால் ! இதயமும் ஒரு கல்லறை தான்.........</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&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/1727091763048973649-6668219169537915969?l=sangeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sangeee.blogspot.com/feeds/6668219169537915969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1727091763048973649&amp;postID=6668219169537915969&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727091763048973649/posts/default/6668219169537915969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727091763048973649/posts/default/6668219169537915969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sangeee.blogspot.com/2011/11/blog-post.html' title='நினைவுகள் இல்லையென்றால் ! இதயமும் ஒரு கல்லறை தான்.........'/><author><name>Sangeee's Diary....</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15914230065034053427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jb2vSDvVsiE/Ss1Ag4iNfEI/AAAAAAAAAOg/eqrbkO-KKmk/S220/Cute_Babies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1727091763048973649.post-6678672090496112713</id><published>2011-11-15T23:06:00.001+05:00</published><updated>2011-11-16T09:58:37.801+05:00</updated><title type='text'>im back</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;So its been very loooooooooong time since i updated my blog. Almost 1 yr... A lot has changed...&lt;br /&gt;I ll work on updating my blog regularly....&lt;br /&gt;For today.. really i dont have anything to post... lemme think.... hmmm... just got some scattered thoughts...&lt;br /&gt;let me start with what i did today/nowadays...&lt;br /&gt;most of my time is going in travelling to office itself. almost 3.5 - 4 hrs daily.. uff... (its also one of the reason for not updating blog regularly)&lt;br /&gt;hmmm.. thn...&lt;br /&gt;from last week using electronic media is prohibited in my office... i miss my ipod...&lt;br /&gt;I never thought i could be so lonenly without it... Thankfully I was wrong!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;most of the time i never know what song was playing also.. i just leave in my place playing... it kept me the feeling that someone was with me...also when i hear techno i do work more fastly too... It all depends on the situation, how I'm feeling and what I'm doing.... hope i ll get used to office life without my ipod&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1727091763048973649-6678672090496112713?l=sangeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sangeee.blogspot.com/feeds/6678672090496112713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1727091763048973649&amp;postID=6678672090496112713&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727091763048973649/posts/default/6678672090496112713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727091763048973649/posts/default/6678672090496112713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sangeee.blogspot.com/2011/11/im-back.html' title='im back'/><author><name>Sangeee's Diary....</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15914230065034053427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jb2vSDvVsiE/Ss1Ag4iNfEI/AAAAAAAAAOg/eqrbkO-KKmk/S220/Cute_Babies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1727091763048973649.post-5924275043982575629</id><published>2011-10-23T19:45:00.001+05:00</published><updated>2011-10-23T19:45:16.087+05:00</updated><title type='text'>What is more valuable – gold or silver?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;LOng long ago ...there lived a mathematician in a village outside Ujjain..He was often called by local king to advice on matters related to economy.His reputation had spread as far as Texila in the North and Kanchi in the south. So it hurt him very much when the village headman told him, &amp;quot;you may be a great mathematician who advices the king on economic matters but you son does not know the value of the Gold or Silver&amp;quot;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;             The mathematician called his son and asked, &amp;quot;What is more valuable-Gold or silver?&amp;quot;   &amp;quot;Gold&amp;quot;..said the son,Thatz correct why is it then that the village headman makes fun of you,claims you donno the value of Gold or silver?He teases me everyday, he mocks me before other village elders as a father who neglects his son.This hurts me. I feel  everyone in the village is laughing behind my back because you do not know what is more valuable...Gold or Silver..explain this to me son&amp;quot; he asked.&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;            So the son of the mathematician told his father the reason why the village headman carried this impression.&amp;quot;Everyday on my way to school,the village headman calls me to his house. There in front of other village elders, he holds out a silver coin in one hand and gold coin in the other. He asks me to pick up the more valuable coin. I pick the silver coin..he laughs, the elders jeer,every one makes fun of me And then I go to school. This happens everyday. That is why they tell you I do not know the value of Gold or Silver..&amp;quot;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;          The father was confused. His son know the value of gold and silver, and yet when asked to choose&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;between a gold coin and silver coin always picked the silver coin. &amp;quot;Why don&amp;#39;t you pick the Gold coin?&amp;#39;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;he asked in response the son took his father to his room and showed  him a box.In the box were atleast&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;a hundred silver coins.Turning to his father ythe mathematician&amp;#39;s son told..&amp;quot;The day I pick up the Gold coin the game will stop. They will stop having fun and I will stop making money&amp;quot;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;         The bottom line is...&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;         Sometimes in life,we have to play the fool because our seniors and our peers,and sometimes our juniors like it. That does not mean we lose in the game of life. It juzz means allowing others to win in one arena of the game, while we win the other arena of the game. We have to choose which arena matters to us and which arenas do not.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1727091763048973649-5924275043982575629?l=sangeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sangeee.blogspot.com/feeds/5924275043982575629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1727091763048973649&amp;postID=5924275043982575629&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727091763048973649/posts/default/5924275043982575629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727091763048973649/posts/default/5924275043982575629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sangeee.blogspot.com/2011/10/what-is-more-valuable-gold-or-silver.html' title='What is more valuable – gold or silver?'/><author><name>Sangeee's Diary....</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15914230065034053427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jb2vSDvVsiE/Ss1Ag4iNfEI/AAAAAAAAAOg/eqrbkO-KKmk/S220/Cute_Babies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1727091763048973649.post-1187389688406586822</id><published>2011-09-19T13:17:00.001+05:00</published><updated>2011-09-19T13:17:13.163+05:00</updated><title type='text'>ஒரு நாளைக்கு 5 dress மாற்ற வேண்டும் என்றால் பணக்காரனாக இருக்க வேண்டிய அவசியமில்லை ,கைகுழந்தையாக இருந்தாலே போதும்</title><content type='html'>-- &lt;br&gt;Regards,&lt;br&gt;Sangeetha Mohandass&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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Diary....</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15914230065034053427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jb2vSDvVsiE/Ss1Ag4iNfEI/AAAAAAAAAOg/eqrbkO-KKmk/S220/Cute_Babies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1727091763048973649.post-7223113539463436694</id><published>2011-09-19T13:16:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2011-09-19T13:18:56.459+05:00</updated><title type='text'>ஒரு நாளைக்கு 5 dress மாற்ற வேண்டும் என்றால் பணக்காரனாக இருக்க வேண்டிய அவசியமில்லை ,கைகுழந்தையாக இருந்தாலே போதும்</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1727091763048973649-7223113539463436694?l=sangeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jb2vSDvVsiE/Ss1Ag4iNfEI/AAAAAAAAAOg/eqrbkO-KKmk/S220/Cute_Babies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1727091763048973649.post-7233056935093983487</id><published>2011-09-06T14:24:00.001+05:00</published><updated>2011-09-06T14:24:45.846+05:00</updated><title type='text'>Conversation with Sangeetha Mohandass</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;1.Goto translate.google.com&lt;br/&gt;2.Type &amp;quot;do not see idiots movie&amp;quot; and translate to tamil&lt;br/&gt;3.And the result is Amazing :) :)&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/1727091763048973649-7233056935093983487?l=sangeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sangeee.blogspot.com/feeds/7233056935093983487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Alone to laugh, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Alone to smile, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Alone to frown. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Alone to live, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Alone to die, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Alone to wander, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Alone to discover. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Alone in pain, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Alone in hurt, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Alone in joy. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Alone in the morning, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Alone in the night, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Alone in the afternoon, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Alone in this life, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Alone in this world. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Alone in boredom, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Alone in knowledge, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Alone in this state. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Alone with People, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Alone at school, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Alone right now, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Alone when i was born, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Alone when i will die. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Alone walking through life, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;without any pride, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;How can you be satisfied, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Living your life like you do, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;when you know there is some one out there, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;who could realy use a friend like you. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;No one will know how i live, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;No one will know who i am, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;No one will ever get to know me, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Because i am destined to spend ma life alone. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wanting to hv someone, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;To live ma life with, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;But fr nw, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I wil continue alone, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;And al alone.. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1727091763048973649-4976140459635089882?l=sangeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sangeee.blogspot.com/feeds/4976140459635089882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1727091763048973649&amp;postID=4976140459635089882&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727091763048973649/posts/default/4976140459635089882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727091763048973649/posts/default/4976140459635089882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sangeee.blogspot.com/2011/03/its-my-life.html' title='its my life...'/><author><name>Sangeee's Diary....</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15914230065034053427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jb2vSDvVsiE/Ss1Ag4iNfEI/AAAAAAAAAOg/eqrbkO-KKmk/S220/Cute_Babies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1727091763048973649.post-4732084980053369694</id><published>2011-02-15T07:34:00.001+05:00</published><updated>2011-02-15T07:34:42.802+05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I donno why god gave ears and brain to guys... Anyway they not gonna use it....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1727091763048973649-4732084980053369694?l=sangeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sangeee.blogspot.com/feeds/4732084980053369694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1727091763048973649&amp;postID=4732084980053369694&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727091763048973649/posts/default/4732084980053369694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727091763048973649/posts/default/4732084980053369694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sangeee.blogspot.com/2011/02/i-donno-why-god-gave-ears-and-brain-to.html' 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class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="spanDispArea" lang="tamil" style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;இரவு..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Arial;" /&gt;   &lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;வானில் நிலவை பார்த்தேன்...&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;அவன் &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;தெரிந்தான்...&lt;br /&gt;எனக்குள் குழப்பம்...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;கற்பனையோ ?!?!?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Arial;" /&gt;   &lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;எது உண்மை என்று புரிந்தது.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Arial;" /&gt;   &lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;என்னெனில் &lt;b&gt;தனிமையில் நான்&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1727091763048973649-4616153757746264306?l=sangeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sangeee.blogspot.com/feeds/4616153757746264306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1727091763048973649&amp;postID=4616153757746264306&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727091763048973649/posts/default/4616153757746264306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727091763048973649/posts/default/4616153757746264306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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src="http://www.youtube.com/v/MHBcJXAvo4o?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1727091763048973649-9122265858868148698?l=sangeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sangeee.blogspot.com/feeds/9122265858868148698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1727091763048973649&amp;postID=9122265858868148698&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727091763048973649/posts/default/9122265858868148698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;அருமை என்றாய்...&lt;br /&gt;இன்னமும் எழுத பழகினால் பெரிய கவினர் &lt;br /&gt;ஆகிவிடுவாய் என்றாய்...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;குழந்தையின் கிறுக்களை விட மோசமான &lt;br /&gt;ஒன்றை "ஓவியம்" என்று உன்னிடம் &lt;br /&gt;காண்பித்தேன்...&lt;br /&gt;அருமை என்றாய்...&lt;br /&gt;இன்னமும் வரைய பழகினால் பெரிய&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;ஓவியர் ஆகிவிடுவாய் என்றாய்...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;சுடுநீர் கூட போடதெரியாத நான், &lt;br /&gt;சமையல் செய்தேன்...&lt;br /&gt;சோதனையாக என் செல்லபிரானிக்கு சிறிது வைத்தேன்...&lt;br /&gt;முகர்ந்துவிட்டு சென்றது..&lt;br /&gt;அனால் முழுவதையும் நீ உண்டாய்.. &lt;br /&gt;அருமை என்று சொன்னாய்...&lt;br /&gt;இன்னமும் சமைக்க பழகினால் நளன் ஆகிவிடுவாய் என்றாய்...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;இன்று....&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;பழக பழக ஆனைத்தும் வந்தது...&lt;br /&gt;அனால் பழகிய நீ மட்டும் இல்லை...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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Diary....</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15914230065034053427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jb2vSDvVsiE/Ss1Ag4iNfEI/AAAAAAAAAOg/eqrbkO-KKmk/S220/Cute_Babies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1727091763048973649.post-5090615643466375055</id><published>2010-09-25T21:23:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2010-09-25T21:23:06.256+05:00</updated><title type='text'>முத்தம்</title><content type='html'>முத்ததினால் வந்த சண்டை...&lt;br /&gt;பின்பு,&lt;br /&gt;சண்டை முடிவில் கொடுத்த முத்தங்கள்....&lt;br /&gt;நினைத்"தேன்"...&lt;br /&gt;கச(சி)ந்தது....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(வெறுப்பு வந்தது என் மேல், உன்னை விட்டு பிரிந்ததற்காக....)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1727091763048973649-5090615643466375055?l=sangeee.blogspot.com' alt='' 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recorded it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Better u guys itself check-it-out wat happened after he finished repairing his chair...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2cg-t23gIMg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2cg-t23gIMg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1727091763048973649-6286275283214310273?l=sangeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sangeee.blogspot.com/feeds/6286275283214310273/comments/default' title='Post 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center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jb2vSDvVsiE/THvvaEqvp9I/AAAAAAAAAxs/L8dw4i74hOQ/s1600/Copy+of+20100830140648.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jb2vSDvVsiE/THvvaEqvp9I/AAAAAAAAAxs/L8dw4i74hOQ/s320/Copy+of+20100830140648.jpg" width="265" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;instead i thought of telling somthing thats usefull...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;so started surfing about some interesting infos...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;while my mommy came &amp;amp; handled me a "money plant"..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;she had brought it from a marriage...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;instead of giving fruits or coconut in a plastic bag, they hav gifted everyone with the plant &amp;amp; recyclable paper bag..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;it was soo cool... creating a awareness about planting trees &amp;amp; using eco friendly materials in a very simple way...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;hoping to do something different thats in my marriage too thats useful for others....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span id="goog_503573280"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_503573281"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jb2vSDvVsiE/THvwwVnTRtI/AAAAAAAAAyI/pk8NQlRqzL8/s1600/20100830220202.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" 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1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jb2vSDvVsiE/THvwzNosJEI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/wejEFL_pXQU/s320/20100830220143.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;i hav kept the plant they gave near the window... it was sooo cool to hav a plant near my window...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1727091763048973649-3323767671526502461?l=sangeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sangeee.blogspot.com/feeds/3323767671526502461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1727091763048973649&amp;postID=3323767671526502461&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1727091763048973649.post-4341005562559088698</id><published>2010-08-29T17:39:00.001+05:00</published><updated>2010-08-29T17:44:45.779+05:00</updated><title type='text'>Women &amp; Sunsigns</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Found it while surfing.. &amp;amp; thought of sharing wit u gals... :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 24pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;amp; Im TAURUS... dont know how much its true for me....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 24pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 24pt;"&gt;Aquarius Woman(   &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/b&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size: 24pt;"&gt;   21st January to 19th February)  &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" height="240" src="http://res.binscorner.com/w/whats-your-rashee-women-sunsigns/part-005.jpeg" width="320" /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Inconsistency and confusion describe the characteristics profile of an  Aquarius female. The same goes for her love life too. She is very loyal,  but at the same time, she is also a little detached and not extremely  emotional. She will be committed and remain faithful too, but do not try  to bind her. Let her enjoy her freedom and in return, she will come  back to you when she gets tired of her expeditions. Her dreams are very  different from that of a normal female and she hums a different tune,  which most of us have not even heard of.&amp;nbsp;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;  An Aquarian female is like a butterfly, which sits on every flower, but  belongs to none. She loves her freedom and if you can accept this, she  will love you even more. Within her boundless limits, her love will also  be limitless. Position and power matter to her more than money and bank  balance. If you want her to fall in love with you, be true and honest,  not only to others, but also to yourself. You don't need to follow her  rules. You can form your own code of ethics, but be sure to live by  them.&amp;nbsp;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;  Passion is not one of the personality traits of Aquarian girl. Rather,  her love will be subtle and unassuming. She is intense, but may prefer  to be platonic most of the time. Hosting as well as attending parties  comes naturally to her and she will always be a social delight. She will  trust you completely and will not be unduly suspicious of your  activities. You will also not be bothered by too much jealousy or  possessiveness on her part. Her trust arises from the fact that before  committing, she had dissected your behavior under a microscope.&amp;nbsp;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;  Only after being convinced of your integrity did she take the next  step. Still, if you become unfaithful to her, she will be extremely hurt  and is likely to remember the wound for a long time. With an Aquarian  female, out of sight means out of mind too. So, make sure to be around  here always. She has a very strong will power. If she thinks the  relationship is not working and has no chances of improving also, she  will break it right away; though doing so may tear her heart into two  pieces. Like every Aquarian, she will remember her first love throughout  her life.&amp;nbsp;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;  It's no use getting upset, better be the first love in her life. She  will never ever be dishonest in a relationship and even if she indulges  in an extra-marital affair, it will end before it even started. She will  always try to know your deepest thoughts and secrets, but her own  dreams will be beyond your reach. Conversing with an Aquarian female is  usually a delight because of her charming manners. Her mind is quite  unpredictable and you will find it hard keeping track. She will live in  the present, then suddenly be wistful about yesterday and then, become  enthusiastic about tomorrow.&amp;nbsp;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;  She may talk about fairies one day and discard elves as humbug, the  other. Never look down on her or she might never look upto you. She  respects you and will expect the same in return. As mothers, Aquarian  women tend to be very loving and caring. Though in the beginning, they  may be a little nervous about the whole idea of motherhood. But once  they become comfortable with it, it will come to them naturally. An  Aquarius female may find it difficult to express her love in the form of  hugs and kisses and you will have to teach her that. She will never  overburden the kids with protection.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;  At the same time, she will always be a patient listener to their  childhood and adolescent problems. Teaching them discipline will also be  your responsibility. However, for all this to happen you will have to  convince her to get married and this certainly isn't an easy job. You  will also have to teach her romance, since expressing emotions does not  come too easily to her. She will happily hold your hand and walk besides  you, but don't expect her to gaze into your eyes for hours at a  stretch.&amp;nbsp;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;  Don't smother your Aquarian girl with too much closeness, she needs her  space and will give you, yours too. Things like suspicion,  possessiveness, chauvinism and criticism turn her off. Just be nice to  her odd bunch of friends and she will warmly welcome yours into the  house. Make use of her intuition and insight, it may help you in solving  a problem or two. It may seem like wishful thinking now, but then,  remember she looks in the future. Hold her hand and she will let you see  the future too, where both of you are cozily living together! &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;    &lt;span style="font-size: 24pt;"&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;   &lt;/b&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;    &lt;span style="font-size: 24pt;"&gt;     Aries Woman(    &lt;/span&gt;   &lt;/b&gt;   &lt;span style="font-size: 24pt;"&gt;    21st March to 20th April)   &lt;/span&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" height="239" src="http://res.binscorner.com/w/whats-your-rashee-women-sunsigns/part-004.jpeg" width="320" /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;    &lt;span style="font-size: 24pt;"&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;   &lt;/b&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #bf9000;"&gt;Romance is something that no Aries can live without and the same goes  for an Aries woman also. However, for her, not getting on without  romance is not same as not being able to live without a man. In her  heart, she will always be yearning for that someone special, thinking  about him in the monsoon and that will be her idea of romance. She  doesn't need a real man for it. Aries female is the one who will do  anything and everything herself, without needing any male help. One of  her basic personality traits is total confidence in her abilities.&amp;nbsp;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #bf9000;"&gt;   She has to lead, to be the first one to do anything. At times, her  independence does not go well with the male ego. However, an Aries girl  never wants a puppy for a lover or a husband. She seeks a man, but not  the one who constantly chases her. The best way to woo her is to throw  subtle hints, be a little detached and keep her wondering. Give her the  impression that you can resist her charms and she will come rushing to  you, to prove that she's desirable. Aries women will never have to yearn  for male attention.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #bf9000;"&gt;   They always get plenty of it, but inside they will be waiting for the  one they cannot have. An Aries woman can survive even the toughest of  circumstances alone and has the ability to come back even after the most  gruesome tragedies. She can play the role of a female perfectly and, at  the same time, can do everything that a man can do. If you have managed  to subdue her aggressive drive, you will be treated to a woman who is  full of optimism and has such faith in future that can uplift your mood  also.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #bf9000;"&gt;   An Aries female does not like flattery. You should be sincere while  complimenting her. Over-sweetness and too much closeness can make her  run away, but she doesn't want you to be too detached also. You'll have  to maintain that delicate balance and still keep the romance alive. Once  she has committed to you, she will be extremely sentimental and very  loyal. Don't dominate an Aries female and don't let her dominate you.  Either of the extremes, she will not be able to tolerate. Give her  reasons to be proud of you, but do not forget to praise her for her  talent too. Her expectations are too high, but she will also give you  double in return.&amp;nbsp;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #bf9000;"&gt;   She is very possessive and love is something she can never share. She  can be very jealous even at the slightest of suspicion. In case you have  a female secretary, it is better to bid her good bye right now. If an  Aries girl gets hurt, she will become as cold as the ice in your fridge  and this behavior may last an entire lifetime. She is generous to the  faults of her loved ones and it is better not to criticize them in front  of her. On the other hand, if you are good to her, she will be  extremely kind, tender, loyal and supportive.&amp;nbsp;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #bf9000;"&gt;   You will get plenty of reasons to be jealous when you are with an  Aries female, since she is more comfortable with men than women.  However, don't be suspicious of her, she would be really hurt. She is  possessive, but she doesn't like to be possessed. She wants her freedom  and your complete trust. Remember, if she's committed to you, you have  no reasons to doubt her loyalty and sincerity. An Aries woman is much  too truthful to be involved with two people at the same time. She will  first break up the relationship that is not working.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #bf9000;"&gt;   She is extremely passionate and believes in forever-lasting  relationships. Though, this leaves her disillusioned many a times. She  will never play games with you and is incapable of deceit. An Aries girl  is nothing if not simple, innocent and very emotional. Maximum chances  are that she will continue her career even after marriage. She loves  challenges and believes in miracles. Though it sounds a little freaky,  but miracles do happen in her case. Just like a typical Aries, she never  learns from her mistakes and is likely to fall in the same hole again.&amp;nbsp;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #bf9000;"&gt;   For her love means sharing and that means sharing everything, right  from her emotions and checkbook to your bank account. Always respect an  Aries woman and never try to dampen her zeal, or she will be hurt.  Though she tries to show that she is very strong, she is as innocent and  as vulnerable as a baby. Be there to comfort her when she runs up to  you after being disappointed with the world. If you stand up to her when  she comes to you like this, you will never ever lose her. An Aries  female will never forgive you if you fail to fight for her.&amp;nbsp;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #bf9000;"&gt;   In return, she will always be there with you, even if she has to go  against the whole world. She is not the one to feign illness, but if she  is really ill, be there to care for her. She is quite extravagant and  giving her the debit cards will mean an empty bank account. She will be a  caring mother, who makes no unnecessary fuss and sparks children's  imagination. An Aries girl has a bad temper, but it will go away as  quickly as it came and leave no grudges behind. She is a complete woman,  who gets hurt easily and is totally innocent. Though she is a little  impulsive and bossy, she will give you complete security, fight against  the world for you and be yours forever!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;    &lt;span style="font-size: 24pt;"&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;   &lt;/b&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;    &lt;span style="font-size: 24pt;"&gt;     Cancer Woman(    &lt;/span&gt;   &lt;/b&gt;   &lt;span style="font-size: 24pt;"&gt;    22nd June to 23rd July)   &lt;/span&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" height="239" src="http://res.binscorner.com/w/whats-your-rashee-women-sunsigns/part-011.jpeg" width="320" /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;Have you met a Cancerian woman recently? Are you a little confused as  to what she really is - chirpy or somber or distant? She is all of these  and still, she is none of these. More confused? A Cancerian woman has  mood swings every now and then and these are some of her mood swings  only. However, her basic personality traits remain the same. She is very  sensitive, emotional, kind and caring. Now's the catch! Most of her  traits will be hidden behind a shell of indifference and aloofness.&amp;nbsp;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;   You will have to gently coerce a Cancerian girl to get out of that  shell and come into the big bad world without it. The best time to do  this is in the moonlight, when there are maximum changes of catching her  in her true emotions. When in love, she will be tender, womanly, timid  and modest. She dislikes criticisms, can't stand rejection and gets  deeply hurt by harsh words. Too much aggressiveness on your part may  make her a little hesitant. A Cancer woman will never make the first  move in a relationship; she only knows how to move backwards or  sideways.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;   This is because of two reasons, her shyness and the fear of being  rejected. She loves her mother, so you better learn to love as well as  respect her too. This female has some secrets and she won't like your  prying around her personal diary. She is very insecure and will need  your constant reassurance. It doesn't matter if she is the current 'Miss  Universe' or has men drooling over her all the time. It is your  attention and appreciation she is the most concerned about. A Cancer  female is a great cook and makes better food than a five-star hotel  chef.&amp;nbsp;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;   However, you will have to learn to live with her mood swings, which is  not so difficult since she is so good in every other way. She is  extremely loyal and will keep you happy with her warm and rich humor.  Once she is committed to you, she will remain yours forever and ever.  Adultery is not one of the traits of her characteristics profile. With a  Cancerian woman, you will always have to be careful with words. She is  very sentimental and can get hurt very easily. Then, she can cry like a  two-year old baby.&amp;nbsp;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;   You will be expected to console her and wipe her tears. Cancerian  women are quite careful with money. Neither will they be stingy, not  totally extravagant. They have a habit of saving everything that is  usable, be it money or old buttons or empty jars. They also carefully  save things that have a sentimental value attached to them, like the  sweater grandmother knitted on their fifth birthday. A Cancer female  fiercely guards what is hers and that includes you too! However, she is  not too possessive or jealous. But, she does not like sharing her love  too.&amp;nbsp;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;   She is one of those people who do not crib about bad luck. She will  get depressed and may shed a few tears alone, but she will be patient  and wait for the time to change again, this time in her favor. Almost  all the Cancerians have the desire of being pampered like a child,  especially when they feel low. Don't forget to pay your Cancer girl  extra attention when she is depressed, otherwise she may retreat deeper  into her shell. Then, it will be very difficult to bring her back to her  normal self.&amp;nbsp;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;   She will want to be told time and again that she is still desirable  and you still need her. However, she is not weak and is completely  capable of looking after herself. Infact, she is one of those who  sacrifice all that they have, for their loved ones. She just needs some  spoiling after every few days. A Cancerian woman may be fragile as far  as her feelings are concerned, but when you need her, she will be as  strong as the 'Rock of Gibraltar'. She will also be very protective of  her children and make them feel completely secure.&amp;nbsp;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;   They will be the center of her universe and she will pamper them with  her love, affection and care. The children will also be very close to  her and no matter how much far they go from home, they will come back to  her and she knows this. A Cancer female always needs you, but she will  never get too aggressive. She knows that you may leave for a while, to  follow your dreams, but in the end, she is the one you will come back  to. Then, you will find her as charming as before, waiting for you with  freshly baked break and hot soup. She will feed you, listen to your  worries and make you smile again!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;    &lt;span style="font-size: 24pt;"&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;   &lt;/b&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;    &lt;span style="font-size: 24pt;"&gt;     Capricorn Woman(    &lt;/span&gt;   &lt;/b&gt;   &lt;span style="font-size: 24pt;"&gt;    22nd December to 20th January)   &lt;/span&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" height="239" src="http://res.binscorner.com/w/whats-your-rashee-women-sunsigns/part-007.jpeg" width="320" /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;It is very difficult to define the characteristics profile of a  Capricorn girl exactly. She can be the sexy babe on the beach or a  scientist sitting in the laboratory, doing experiments that can save  mankind. Whatever she is on the outside, when you look inside you will  find a girl who looks for security, authority, respect and position. It  is an entirely different matter how she seeks to achieve these goals. It  may be as the president of a country or as the wife of an ambitious  man. She seeks recognition and it doesn't matter how she gets it.&amp;nbsp;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;   A Capricorn female is like that goat, which has to reach the top of  the mountain. It doesn't matter what position she starts and how slowly  she walks, she will be at the top much before those, who were running in  front of her. She will do it with such subtlety that you wouldn't even  know when she crossed all the milestones. She has her aims and  ambitions, but they don't come before her family. She can enjoy the role  of a wife or a mother as much as that of the CEO of the biggest MNC.  However, you will have to provide her with equivalent respect and  security.&amp;nbsp;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;   Almost all the Capricorn women have immaculate etiquettes. They have  an inherent sense of social elegance, modesty and conventional look.  Though she looks completely calm, composed and balanced, don't think she  doesn't have mood swings. She can become really depressed if she thinks  that someone has misjudged or ill-treated her. In such a case, she may  brood for months at a time. This stems from the fact that she does not  feel as secure as she seems to be and fears being ridiculed or laughed  at.&amp;nbsp;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;   It is advisable not to tease a Capricorn girl; she may take it too  literally. Though she may pretend otherwise, she seeks as much  compliments as the other girls, probably even more. Show her that you  appreciate her and make her feel secure. It will help her in opening up  and showing her deliberately controlled passion. A Capricorn girl's  personality doesn't include the trait of wishful thinking. She sees only  those dreams that can be converted into reality. She enters a boat only  when she knows that the waters are safe.&amp;nbsp;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;   She will emphasize heavily on social etiquettes and you never see her  serving the guests in anything but crystal cutlery. There will always be  something fresh about her beauty and she will never ever be  unattractive, even when she is wearing those hair-curlers. A Capricorn  female will appear to be extremely confident, but inside she is quite  unsure about her appearance. You will have to reassurance her time and  again that she is attractive. She will always be honest and will expect  the same from you.&amp;nbsp;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;   At the same time, you will have to respect her family. Remember when  you marry a Capricorn woman; you marry her family and relatives too. If  ever you criticize her family members, better ensure that the criticism  is constructive or she will never forgive you. Her love for you will  never prevent her from taking care of her family. The plus point of this  attitude is that she will be equally considerate towards your family  too and give them the same respect as her own fellows. She will never  mind if you cancel your holiday trip to pay for dad's operation.&amp;nbsp;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;   The home of a Capricorn female will always be sparkling clean, that to  with effortless ease. She is a realist and daydreaming is not her idea  of passing the time. She has the ability to make even the dullest of  surroundings looks warm and attractive, with her earthly passion. She  will never stop you from dreaming, as long as there is bread in the  house and the dreams have atleast some chances of turning into reality.  As a mother, she will teach the kids discipline, economy, practicality,  etiquettes and respect for elders. Make her feel loved, protected,  needed and cared for and in return, she will support you in realizing  your dreams and give you a deep, lasting love!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;    &lt;span style="font-size: 24pt;"&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;   &lt;/b&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;    &lt;span style="font-size: 24pt;"&gt;     Gemini Woman(    &lt;/span&gt;   &lt;/b&gt;   &lt;span style="font-size: 24pt;"&gt;    22nd May to 21st June)   &lt;/span&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" height="240" src="http://res.binscorner.com/w/whats-your-rashee-women-sunsigns/part-010.jpeg" width="320" /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;Marrying one Gemini woman is like living with two different wives.  Confused? Don't be, we are just talking about her dual personality. She  has a dual nature and is capable of displaying different personality  traits at different points of time. However, your major task will be to  get her to commit. She is so fidgety that it becomes very difficult for  her to become deeply involved with one person or place. The mind of a  Gemini female never settles down at one place and her thoughts are  always wandering.&amp;nbsp;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;   However, if you do manage to blend with her at the mental, spiritual  as well as physical level, you will be introduced to a woman full of  passion. In her youth, she is least likely to be bounded by a  relationship or commitment. She may love your most irritating habits one  minute and be extremely sarcastic about your new stylish haircut the  very next. Maturity may bring a little bit stability in her. All this  doesn't mean that Gemini women are not romantic at all. Infact, for  them, romance is the one of the easiest means of communication.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;   Since they always have some thoughts to express, romance never goes  out of their life. However, commitment is an entirely different term. A  Gemini girl may love your intelligence, but she will also notice your  lack of interest in creative arts. It is same the other way round too.  Puzzled? You should be, at times, even she is baffled by her own complex  nature. She is so vivacious and full of life that with her, you will  forget even the deepest of troubles. She has the ability to light up the  most somber of surroundings with her presence.&amp;nbsp;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;   A Gemini woman will be full of the small, sentimental gestures that  keep alive the romance in a relationship. She will always find new ways  of telling you how much she loves you and will shower you with her  alluring charm. She may act like a typical woman at one point of time,  be a nervous wreck the other minute and engage in an intelligent  conversation the very next second. She has the feminine charms, but she  will never be clinging on to you. One thing that you will never find in a  Gemini woman's characteristics profile is monotony and boredom.&amp;nbsp;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;   She finds something good in all the men she meets and then, wants a  man who has all of those qualities. However, this can't be and then, she  keeps longing for that perfect man! She can be your best friend, your  sports partner, your racing competitor and your lover, all at the same  time. Just remember one thing, she is single-handedly giving you all  this, so don't expect consistency from her. A Gemini female can look at  other guys, even when she is sincerely in love with you. Change is in  her nature and she has to learn to control her own behavior. Just make  sure to keep her interested in you and she will remain totally devoted.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;   She will never be suspicious of you and will expect the same from you  in return. You may be out till 3 in the morning and she won't even bat  an eyelid. A Gemini girl will always respect your individuality and you  will be required to do the same. She may forget to do the dishes every  now and then, but you can have the most soul-satisfying conversations  with her. She will keep your intellect as well as creativity stimulated.  Motherhood will come naturally to her and she will make a happy and gay  mother, who will respect the individuality of the children.&amp;nbsp;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;   Gemini woman makes an excellent hostess and will charm the guests with  her grace. They will be treated to the best of cuisine, that too in  silver cutlery. She can easily get along with anyone, right from your  boss to the peon of your office. With a Gemini wife, you will feel as if  you are with a different woman every other day. When she wants to  speak, she will speak and when she wants to fly, she will fly. You don't  know how she flies; just listen to her imagination and you will know.  She is full of hopes, desires and dreams and you are welcome to share  them. Just make sure that you are with her when she needs you!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;    &lt;span style="font-size: 24pt;"&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;   &lt;/b&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;    &lt;span style="font-size: 24pt;"&gt;     Leo Woman(    &lt;/span&gt;   &lt;/b&gt;   &lt;span style="font-size: 24pt;"&gt;    24th July to 23rd August)   &lt;/span&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" height="240" src="http://res.binscorner.com/w/whats-your-rashee-women-sunsigns/part-009.jpeg" width="320" /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;There is one thing that most of the Leo women never falls short of -  male attention. She will most probably be the center of attention  everywhere and if you are trying to woo her, be ready to get lots of  competition. She will be the leader of her group and the other members  will always accept her out of choice. The typical characteristics  profile of a Leo woman includes qualities like liveliness, ingenuity,  elegance, beauty, and sensuality. She is one of those who love, respect  and care for their partners, but don't expect her to worship you.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;   She wouldn't be dominated; rather she has to be restrained. She is a  complete woman and she expects you to be a real man. If you meet a Leo  girl who comes across as very gentle, mellowed and completely harmless,  don't get fooled. Inside, she is as passionate as any other Leo woman.  If you are planning to give her a gift; better make sure that it is  classy and as per her superior taste. Please be properly dressed while  giving the gift. If you are trying to win the heart of a Leo female,  give her genuine, decent and original compliments.&amp;nbsp;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;   While courting her, never forget that she likes class and style. Don't  even think of going to the roadside hamburger stall after watching the  movie. She is not after money, but shabby surroundings make her pretty  uncomfortable. In return, she will also shower you expensive gifts. The  lioness may become a little arrogant and proud at times, but these are  some of her basic personality traits. She cannot help thinking of  herself above the normal masses and please don't tell her she's not.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;   You will break her big, warm heart. A Leo woman who is respected,  loved and cherished will become one of the most agreeable as well as the  kindest person on this earth. She will care for the children and help  the needy. The lioness is a combination of intelligence, wit, strength  and talent, mixed with generous amounts of feminine charm. This is what  makes her irresistible. The best way to make her do anything is flatter  her and she will even do the tiniest of chores for you. Never stop her  from having a career after marriage.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;   It will keep her busy, happy and contended. She will be the best wife  and the perfect hostess, who knows how to charm the guests. Leo women  are not very careful about money and you will have to restrain her in  this aspect. She can indulge in extravagance to fulfill her desire for  exquisite furnishings, home décor, gifts for friends or even her own  clothes. However, one thing is for sure, neither her home nor she will  ever look ordinary. Her taste may be a bit expensive, but it is also  excellent. Leo females make affectionate mothers.&amp;nbsp;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;   They love and pamper their children silly, but also demand respect  from them. They will be disciplined and have impeccable manners. Leo  woman will be proud of you as well as her children. She wants her  independence and will give you yours too. At the same time, she is  extremely jealous and possessive and even the slightest suspicion can  make her go mad. So, better not try to play the jealousy invoking tricks  on her. She doesn't warm up to strangers, but she will not give them  the cold shoulder also.&amp;nbsp;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;   Leo women are very popular amongst the opposite sex and they like to  receive male attention and compliments. So, you will get plenty of  reasons to be jealous. Remember that all this assures her that she is  good enough, but she will always be in love with you. With the Leo girl,  you have to maintain a difficult balance. Don't let her control you,  but then don't make her feel dominated too. If you manage to do all  this, you will be getting the love of a woman most of the other men just  dream about!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;    &lt;span style="font-size: 24pt;"&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;   &lt;/b&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;    &lt;span style="font-size: 24pt;"&gt;     Libra Woman(    &lt;/span&gt;   &lt;/b&gt;   &lt;span style="font-size: 24pt;"&gt;    24th September to 23rd October)   &lt;/span&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" height="239" src="http://res.binscorner.com/w/whats-your-rashee-women-sunsigns/part-012.jpeg" width="320" /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;A Libran female is total woman, complete with the charming manners and  delightful elegance. She can also argue with the convincing male logic  and beat you at any argument. However, the male side may come in front  of you after sometime. Debate attracts her and she weighs both sides of  the situation with total fairness. A Libra girl may start an argument  alone and finish it alone, with your contribution being only some  occasional comments. While she is arguing with you, she may smile every  now and then.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;   Before you know it, you will feel captivated by her smile and charm.  By this time, she would have won the argument as well as your heart. Of  course, you won't mind that, since she convinces with such carefully  balanced and logical arguments. A typical Libran female characteristics  profile includes a constant need to be fair and balanced. The best part  is that she presents her case in such a tactful way that you don't feel  offended at all. At the same time, she is not stubborn and easily  changes her mind if she finds your arguments more logical and  convincing.&amp;nbsp;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;   She will never stick to a viewpoint just because its hers and your  opinion will matter to her as much as her own. Libran women love  luxurious surroundings and sloppy, dirty surroundings make them feel  depressed. If subjected to such environs for too long, they can fall  physically ill too. Most of them work after marriage. Apart from money,  one of the basic reasons for this is that for them, marriage is also  like a partnership and both the partners have to carry out the  responsibilities together.&amp;nbsp;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;   Solitaire is not their kind of game. A Libra woman never seeks to  dominate in a relationship and the husband always gets the respect he  deserves. At the same time, she keeps him from making mistakes or taking  wrong decisions. He takes the lead and she tries to smooth out the  results of his decisions. She will never go against his decisions, but  if he's wrong, she will slowly tread him to the correct path. She is  emotional, but not while forming opinions or passing judgments. At that  point of time, facts are what matters to her the most.&amp;nbsp;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;   Being suspicious is not one of the personality traits of a Libran  girl. She trusts you completely and opening your personal mail will be  wrong in her eyes. She expresses her emotions easily and lavishly; you  will never find yourself complaining in this aspect. There will be no  dearth of charming glances, gentle strokes, affectionate hugs and loving  kisses. After marriage, you will never come back to a dirty home.  Everything will be spick and span, right from your drawing room to your  wife to the kids.&amp;nbsp;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;   A Libra female loves talking, but she will patiently listen to your  monologues too. She is all feminine, where love and romance is  concerned. However, when some crisis situation crops up, she will be as  strong as any man. She will always be there to help you, motivate you,  build up your strength and support you. With children, she will be  loving, caring and a little strict, especially where respecting you is  concerned. She will dote on them, but they will never come before you.  You were the first love of her life and she will never forget that.&amp;nbsp;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;   She will never let the kids disrespect you and your needs will always  come first. If you become too strict with them, she will be there to  wipe their tears and give them the chocolate you denied. A Libra woman  may become a little imbalanced once in a while. Still, the harmony and  balance will return soon and she will become her usual lovable self  again. She is one of the few females who can play the princess with the  perfect captivating charm and, with as much ease, lend you a supporting  hand in crisis. And she melts your heart with that enticing charm and  alluring smile too!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: magenta;"&gt;    &lt;span style="font-size: 24pt;"&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;   &lt;/b&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;    &lt;span style="font-size: 24pt;"&gt;     Pisces Woman(    &lt;/span&gt;   &lt;/b&gt;   &lt;span style="font-size: 24pt;"&gt;    20th February to 20th March)   &lt;/span&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" height="240" src="http://res.binscorner.com/w/whats-your-rashee-women-sunsigns/part-003.jpeg" width="320" /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;A Pisces female is full of womanly charms and at the very first  glance, she will look like the girl every guy falls in love with. She  looks totally vulnerable, very different from the modern, liberated girl  of today. Almost every guy feels like taking her in his arms and  protecting her from the big bad world. She is one of those women who  stand behind their husbands and support them in every way they can. A  Piscean female will never try to dominate her husband. Rather she will  like it if you do the usual gallant gestures, like holding the door for  her.&amp;nbsp;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;   She wants her man to love her, protect her and take good care of her.  She will lean on him completely, showing full confidence in his strength  and abilities. This acts like a solid ego boost to almost every male.  She will always be a patient listener, with whom you can share all your  secret dreams, desires and hopes. She doesn't have a single masculine  streak in her and if you are looking for the typical womanly traits,  then Pisces girl is the one for you. She is totally feminine, in all the  seasons and at all the places.&amp;nbsp;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;   She can sit adoringly with you, admiring your each and every quality.  The warmth of her personality makes most the men relax in an instant and  bask in the glory of their manhood. Enough for the initial falling in  and courtship period! Now comes the time of marriage and life after  that. A Pisces woman nags just like all the other women and she has a  bad temper too. In her fury, she can turn bitterly sarcastic. The  consolation here is that she is gentle for more periods, than she is  nudging and prodding.&amp;nbsp;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;   Infact, majority of the time, she will be yielding, wistful and all  womanly. Her scathing tongue will become loose once in a while only. In  case you have found the opposite characteristics profile in a Piscean  woman, chances are that she suffered extremely harsh treatment at a very  young age and the bitterness will be a result of that trauma only. She  has certain subtleness around her and may also become a little deceptive  at times. She is not mean; it's just that she feels like keeping  certain things to herself only.&amp;nbsp;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;   Then, the deceptiveness also helps her in keeping you interested in  her. A Pisces female is very sentimental and even slightly harsh words  can cause her to cry hours at end. You can easily imagine what will  happen when you really hurt her feelings. She may imagine herself to  totally worthless and incapable of the fighting spirit to survive. Then,  you will have to assure her that she is appreciated for her great  wisdom, empathy and vast understanding. You know that whatever you are  saying is true; it's just a matter of convincing her about the same.&amp;nbsp;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;   You will have to remove her doubts about herself or she may become too  closeted in self-defense. A Pisces girl is very shy, emotional and  vulnerable. To protect her susceptibility, she often wears a cloak of  wittiness, frigidity and independence. She is afraid of exposing her  true self, lest people hurt her in the process. She is a true romantic  and secretly yearns for a person who will love her, cuddle her, hug her  and make her feel loved and protected. As a mother she may be too  permissive and find it difficult to teach discipline.&amp;nbsp;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;   You may have to teach her the fine balance between controlling and  pampering. A Piscean female will sacrifice her own dreams to realize the  hopes of her children. She may not be good with finances, but will  manage to save money if the situation so desires. She will remember the  smallest incidents of your life, so you better remember her birthday and  your anniversary. She may become dreamy once in a while, but then she  will always be there with you, without being asked to. She is someone  you will want to take care of, throughout your life!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: blue;"&gt;    &lt;span style="font-size: 24pt;"&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;   &lt;/b&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;    &lt;span style="font-size: 24pt;"&gt;     Sagittarius Woman(    &lt;/span&gt;   &lt;/b&gt;   &lt;span style="font-size: 24pt;"&gt;    23rd November to 21st December)   &lt;/span&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" height="240" src="http://res.binscorner.com/w/whats-your-rashee-women-sunsigns/part-008.jpeg" width="320" /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt;A Sagittarius woman lacks tact and her flat, on-the-face statements  may make you feeling like running away from her. Then, suddenly, she  will say something so charming that you will feel as if you are on the  seventh heaven. There, you go again! You will be trapped in her charm  once more. Once you have been enamored by a Sagittarius girl, you will  be staying with her for a long time. She is pleasant, friendly,  outspoken and very talkative. Her forthrightness comes form the fact  that she has no illusions about the world.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt;   She sees it exactly as it is and says what she sees. At times, you may  wish that she were not so honest. But then, she would be like any other  girl, wouldn't she? In all probability, you will not like it. A  Sagittarian female is very optimistic, but she is not irrational. She  will judge the entire situation as per the facts, analyze its probable  outcome and still believe that things will get better. Usually, she is  very calm and composed. However, when you become rude to her or offend  her, she may become like the fire-spitting dragon.&amp;nbsp;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt;   Sagittarius women are quite independent and love their freedom. They  are attached to their family, but not too much. If you want to get  something done from a Sagittarian female, just ask her; don't order. She  will never ever do it. She is your better half and don't you dare  forget that. On the other hand, she doesn't want a sissy for a husband  or boyfriend. He has to be a real man, who has his ego and won't stand  for nonsense. So, you will be expected to balance politeness with  firmness.&amp;nbsp;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt;   I know it's difficult - but then, since when was winning someone easy.  With a Sagittarius girl, you will never have to guess. She says what  she thinks and how she acts shows what she feels. This bluntness may  cost her heavily at times, even to the point of ending the relationship.  Still, she would act as if she's not hurt at all and it is just one of  the many harmless flirtations she's had. People will even believe all  this, while inside she will be weeping and nursing her wounds. All this  time, she will be analyzing what went wrong and when.&amp;nbsp;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt;   The word 'marriage' makes a Sagittarian female a little nervous and  you will need to tempt her in order to make her settle down. She is a  little hard to catch and tends to be one of the boys all the time. That  doesn't mean she looks or acts like a man! Infact, she is as female as  any other girl is. The society and its norms do not matter to her. She  can never be the hypocrite that some people are and tend to wiggle a few  tongues. Her honesty and brusqueness further add to the negative  opinions.&amp;nbsp;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt;   Don't be fooled by them. Look deep inside a Sagittarius female and you  will find a woman who is so enthusiastic about life and who trusts  easily. Infact, this extreme belief makes her heart vulnerable and  defenseless. It gets broken too often, but then, she knows how to move  on with life. You will be tempted to care for her. It's natural. There  are hardly any people who can resist the bright and charming disposition  of a Sagittarius girl. She will not be too good with money and will  most probably be on the extravagant side.&amp;nbsp;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt;   She is very sentimental and emotional, though it seems otherwise. It  just that, where her feelings are concerned, she becomes too shy. After  marriage, your house will always remain sparkling clean, even if you  don't have a maid to do that. She cannot stand sloppiness, it doesn't  appeal to her sensibilities. She may not be too good at cooking, but she  will also not burn your egg every day. A Sagittarian girl may pass the  most sarcastic comments when she is angry, but she will forget the  resentment soon enough. Then, she won't understand why are you so  upset.&amp;nbsp;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt;   As a mother, she will be very friendly with the kids. Infact, she will  be more of a chum, than a mom. Only, you will have to teach them to  take her bluntness with a pinch of salt. Apart from that, she will be  wonderful and make them as independent as she is. She will be a lovely  hostess to guests and make them feel at home. Just let her be what she  is. Don't try to change her and don't curb her individuality. She will  brighten your life with her optimism, boost you with loyalty, trust you  blindly and shower her affection on you. She will encourage you to see  dreams and help you in making them come true!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: #999999;"&gt;    &lt;span style="font-size: 24pt;"&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;   &lt;/b&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;    &lt;span style="font-size: 24pt;"&gt;     Scorpio Woman(    &lt;/span&gt;   &lt;/b&gt;   &lt;span style="font-size: 24pt;"&gt;    24th October to 22nd November)   &lt;/span&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" height="240" src="http://res.binscorner.com/w/whats-your-rashee-women-sunsigns/part-014.jpeg" width="320" /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;The beauty of a Scorpio woman is exceptional, mysterious and totally  magnetic. She knows that and is proud of herself. She will control her  wish to dominate and will let a man lead in a relationship, atleast  during courtship. She knows how to hypnotize a man and gets successful,  more often than not. Don't expect a Scorpio female to rush into your  arms in front of a thousand people and shout her feelings at the top of  her voice. Instead, she will come close to you, glance at you in a  sensual way and whisper the most romantic words in a seductive tone.&amp;nbsp;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;   If you are not sincere with your feelings, don't even try to get close  to a Scorpio girl. With those beautiful, penetrating eyes of hers, she  can read exactly what is on your mind. She can easily make out your real  intentions, so Don't Flirt. It will amount to insulting her and I  assure you, insulting her is not at all good for your health. Even when  her tone is soothing, her disposition kind and her smile generous, she  can be planning the most powerful retaliation. When a Scorpio woman is  insulted or gets hurt, her fury knows no bounds.&amp;nbsp;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;   Then, she can become the most hard-hearted and most sarcastic person  on this earth. If she loves with fierce devotion, she hates with  devastating malice. If you are really in love with her, then you need to  know more about her. She has a very hypnotic gaze and the moment her  eyes meet your, you will go tumbling down in her deep passion. Being  noticed by a Scorpio female definitely gives a boost to a man's ego. She  needs a man who is stronger than she is and weakness in him won't get  her sympathy at all.&amp;nbsp;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;   He will be expected to behave like a real man, who can dominate her  and make her proud. At the same time, he should respect her  individuality. He should be better looking than average, with an  intellect, philosophical and totally masculine. He must also be  ambitious and able to handle tough situation with poise. After she gets  committed, a Scorpio female will shower you with all her love and  attention. Her whole life will start revolving around you and she will  be extremely loyal and exceedingly passionate.&amp;nbsp;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;   She is passionate with everything that is related to her. It is almost  impossible for her to have neutral feelings. Either she will deeply  cherish or fiercely hate. If any of the feelings are not experienced,  she will become completely indifferent towards it. Scorpio women,  however, never let these feelings show. Her expression will always  remain neutral, betraying nothing. Her anger is very bad and it's better  to get out of her way when it gets out of hand. Her characteristics  profile will make her storehouse of secrets, but people wouldn't know  any of hers.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;   Her personal life will be out of bounds for everyone. At the same  time, she will never tell the secrets that have been confided in her,  not even to you. Even with you, she will have a private part and its  better not to pry. That does not mean she is dishonest. Infact, she will  be so brutally honest that, at times, she may hurt people in the  process. Like a typical Scorpio, she will choose her friends very  carefully and the credible ones will remain with her throughout her  life. She will never maintain a relationship with unworthy people.&amp;nbsp;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;   Determination and will power are her basic personality traits. She can  use them anytime to come out of anything that is negative. If you have  been able to win the true love of a Scorpio female, you can be sure you  will never feel lonely again. She will be totally devoted to you and  even if you two don't get married for any reasons beyond your control,  her love for you will not change. She is one of those who believe in the  phrase 'Till Death Do Us Apart'. Rather than overshadowing her husband,  she believes in supporting him.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;   'Behind every successful man, there is a woman'; this idiom is perfect  in case of the husband who has a Scorpio wife. For her, the future, the  happiness and the dreams of her husband hold the supreme importance.  She will always defend him fiercely in public and won't take nicely to  anyone taking advantage of him. She will always encourage him to reach  for the stars, build his courage and never let him turn back from  midway. Scorpio women love their homes and keep them spic and span.&amp;nbsp;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;   Now comes the dangerous part. A Scorpio girl is extremely jealous and  fiercely possessive of her loved ones. She is prone to suspicions; so  don't give reasons to be doubtful of you. On the other hand, you will  have to control your jealousy, since she will be attracting a lot of  members of the opposite sex. She also dislikes being possessed by  anyone, including you. In such a scenario, just remember that a Scorpio  woman will always be loyal and devoted to you, even in the worst of  circumstances.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;   And then, you know you cannot leave her and it is better to adjust to  such a trifle thing. Nobody walks away from a Scorpio, right? As far as  money is concerned, she will enjoy it whether she saves it in a piggy  bank or splurges it on luxurious things. She is very conscious of her  social standards and will never compromise in case of status. She likes  power and will sacrifice money and many other things for it. She seems  to be very practical, but inside she is very emotional. Like all  Scorpios, she will not see any viewpoint in case of her own emotions.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;   A Scorpio female has a sense of fairness and justice. If you don't  wish her good morning one day after a fight, she will do the same for  the next four days. The same goes for generosity also. If you do one  kind deed for her, she will do four in return. As a mother, she will  extremely possessive of her children and will care for them. However,  she may not express her love openly and this is something you will have  to teach her. She will make them independent, fair, strong and proud of  themselves, the way she is of them. She will encourage them to develop  their innate talents and make sure they don't go unnoticed.&amp;nbsp;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;   A Scorpio woman can drown you in her passion. But then, she can also  bring you to safety when the raft becomes too dicey. She can provide you  her calm and steady support in the worst of circumstances. Once you win  her love, you will never be lonely again. Your food will be perfectly  baked and she will grind fresh coffee for you. You will always come back  to a spotless home, radiating with the aura of her magnetic  personality, the charm of her deep beauty and the warmth of her  everlasting love!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;    &lt;span style="font-size: 24pt;"&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;   &lt;/b&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;    &lt;span style="font-size: 24pt;"&gt;     Taurus Woman(    &lt;/span&gt;   &lt;/b&gt;   &lt;span style="font-size: 24pt;"&gt;    21st April to 21st May)   &lt;/span&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" height="240" src="http://res.binscorner.com/w/whats-your-rashee-women-sunsigns/part-006.jpeg" width="320" /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;When you come across a Taurus female, the first thing you will notice  about her is her undefeatable emotional strength. She is capable of  handling the severest of problems, without shedding even a single tear.  She has the infamous Taurus temper, but it is seldom displayed. Atleast  not until the provocation is too much to digest. She is as feminine as  any other female, without the unnecessary tantrums. A Taurus woman has  no desire of dominating her husband. She will let him handle the reins,  infact this is what she secretly desires.&amp;nbsp;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;   A Taurus woman wants a real man, who can make her proud of himself as  much as she is proud of herself. However, if he fails in his role, she  will take the control in her own hands. Neither will she act like a  mewing kitten, nor like a roaring lioness. She is independent and has a  mind of her own, but she does not want to dominate in the relationship.  Taurean women do not see social status while making their friends. They  want to be friends with people who do not hide their true nature and  come across as they really are.&amp;nbsp;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;   Their friends may be a little weird, but they will not be phonies or  hypocrites. A Taurus girl doesn't fight with people she dislikes, she  simply ignores them and becomes indifferent to their presence. However,  she will be loyal to her true friends and they will remain with her  throughout her life. In return, she will expect them to stand by her  when she needs them. A Taurean woman also gets jealous, but only if you  exceed the limits of casual flirtation. Everything has a limit and this  also does. It's better not to provoke her anger or you will be very  sorry.&amp;nbsp;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;   She is brainy, but not too much interested in intellectual subjects.  She is practical in her thinking and does not feel the need to indulge  in mental gymnastics. She is balanced in her approach and you will  hardly see her in a restless disposition. A Taurean girl hates anything  artificial, be the flowers in her vase or the friends in her life. She  has to feel the fragrance of real roses and the presence of real people.  The beauty of Mother Nature especially pleases her.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;   Ugliness of any kind makes her miserable and repulsive. She loves to  be amidst colorful surroundings, like gardens blooming with flowers. A  Taurean female has a good taste, so please be very careful before taking  her out. She is a very good cook herself and you will always be treated  to excellent homemade food. She is also very much interested in the art  forms, like painting. She is a tomboy at heart and will enjoy many  guy-things like horse riding, going on a roller coaster ride, fishing,  etc.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;   All this makes her feel close to nature. She dresses simply, yet  elegantly and her fabrics are always feather-soft. Taurus female is very  strong and above the usual female insecurities. However, she demands  loyalty and will never compromise in this area. She is beyond hypocrisy  and has an undemanding and easy-going manner. She wants her man to take  her side, especially in public. If he contradicts her in front of other  people, expect the temperature to reach beyond the boiling point.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;   When pushed too far, she loses her cool demeanor quickly. Taurus women  make excellent mothers, except for the fact that they cannot tolerate  disobedience or defiance in kids. Laziness and carelessness also makes  them angry. Otherwise, they will be more of a friend to their children  than the typical mommies. A Taurus woman will also teach the kids how to  be strong and will protect them from the big bad outside world. She  never shirks from or whines about her responsibilities. Her man will be  expected to do the same.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;   She can also bear endless pain and stress, without complaining for a  single minute. She is good with finances and knows how to maintain  quality in a reasonable budget. She is a very good host and will be  there to help her man in any and every way she can. A Taurean woman will  care for you when you are ill, will back you in your new business  venture and let you take over the control of the home. And, you will  always be treated to a warm, cozy home when you come back from office!&amp;nbsp;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;    &lt;span style="font-size: 24pt;"&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;   &lt;/b&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;    &lt;span style="font-size: 24pt;"&gt;     Virgo Woman(    &lt;/span&gt;   &lt;/b&gt;   &lt;span style="font-size: 24pt;"&gt;    24rd August to 23rd September)   &lt;/span&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" height="240" src="http://res.binscorner.com/w/whats-your-rashee-women-sunsigns/part-013.jpeg" width="320" /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;One thing you need to know about a Virgo woman - she has guts and lots  of them! It doesn't mean that she is not as shy and as reserved as she  seems to be. It's just that she can do anything and everything for the  people she loves. By love, she mean real love, no other type of love  exists for her. A Virgo female is a complete woman! She has all the  charms and tricks that any other female has, but she is not weak.  Infact, she has quite a determination and can do anything if she sets  her mind to it.&amp;nbsp;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;   She will be completely devoted and loyal to you in a relationship.  Still, if it doesn't seems to be working, she will severe all the ties  and become as cold as the North Pole. Virgo women's characteristics  profile is an odd mix of emotions and practicality, romance and common  sense. When they fall in love, they show such extreme passion and  intensity that only few other women can. Making them fall in love is,  however, an entirely different task. They will demand total perfection  from you, even though they may fall short in that arena.&amp;nbsp;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;   It's better to get used to their critical nature. A Virgo girl  believes that she is extremely efficient and organized and what is more  annoying is, that she is right. She is a stickler for time and it's  better not to be late when you are meeting her. She will not break the  new, expensive vase when she is upset, but she can be very demanding and  fussy. If the fault is yours, admit that you are wrong and say it while  handing her the flowers. Don't even try to argue, or she will lose her  temper again.&amp;nbsp;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;   It is better to leave her alone for sometime and she will cool again.  On the other hand, a Virgo woman will find it very hard to accept that  she is wrong. The fact is, most of the time she's not. When you are  courting her as well as after you get married, it is advisable to mind  your manners. She cannot tolerate someone using abusive language, coming  late, dressing sloppily, not minding table manners, etc. It's better to  brush up your vocabulary too. She will not cling to you, nor will she  become totally aloof.&amp;nbsp;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;   She is also very good with finances and extravagance is not one of her  personality traits. A Virgo female cannot stand public displays of  affection and it is better to be subtle in this area. Her taste is very  good and her intellect quite developed. If you are trying to woo her,  take her to places like theatre, art gallery, etc. Just like a typical  Virgo, she is prone to worrying about things too much and she will do  your part of the job too. She is very much attached to the ground and  prefers to live in the real world.&amp;nbsp;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;   You let a Virgo female do her part of making things seem just perfect  and she will keep you entertained with all her feminine charms. She is  very sensitive and her feelings are pretty fragile, but she will become  exceedingly strong when you need her support. With kids, she will be  very considerate and you will never see them running around in their  underclothes. She will gentle, but firm and will demand complete  discipline from them. Even though a Virgo woman is very critical, she  will not take criticism very nicely. It never works the other way round  for her.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;   The reason for this is that she is as aware of her own imperfections  as she is of yours. So, she doesn't need you to remind her of her own  shortcomings every now and then. Instead of fretting over her  perfectionism, you should feel blessed to have such a charming female  who never makes your house look like a garbage dump. Your toast will  never get burnt and your coffee will always taste just perfect. She has a  witty side too and when she laughs, it seems like the ringing of little  bells, doesn't it!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 12pt;"&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/1727091763048973649-4341005562559088698?l=sangeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sangeee.blogspot.com/feeds/4341005562559088698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1727091763048973649&amp;postID=4341005562559088698&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727091763048973649/posts/default/4341005562559088698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727091763048973649/posts/default/4341005562559088698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sangeee.blogspot.com/2010/08/women-sunsigns.html' title='Women &amp; 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font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: #f9cb9c; color: #b45f06; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;பி&lt;/b&gt;டிக்கவில்லை&lt;br /&gt;உன்னை,&lt;br /&gt;பிடிக்கின்றது&lt;br /&gt;உன் கவிதைகளை,&lt;br /&gt;என்கையில்&lt;br /&gt;நீ&lt;br /&gt;ஏற்படுத்துகிறாய்,&lt;br /&gt;என் வரிகளின்&lt;br /&gt;மேல் எனக்கே&lt;br /&gt;தீராப் பகை!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1727091763048973649-3672198393926313075?l=sangeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sangeee.blogspot.com/feeds/3672198393926313075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1727091763048973649&amp;postID=3672198393926313075&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727091763048973649/posts/default/3672198393926313075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727091763048973649/posts/default/3672198393926313075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sangeee.blogspot.com/2010/08/blog-post_26.html' title='நீ.. நான்.. காதல்.'/><author><name>Sangeee's Diary....</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15914230065034053427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jb2vSDvVsiE/Ss1Ag4iNfEI/AAAAAAAAAOg/eqrbkO-KKmk/S220/Cute_Babies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1727091763048973649.post-1918536890606393460</id><published>2010-08-26T07:02:00.001+05:00</published><updated>2010-08-26T07:05:58.900+05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Funny Facts about GUYS'/><title type='text'>Funny Facts about GUYS</title><content type='html'>I found these while surfing....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Guys don't actually look after good-looking girls. They prefer neat and presentable girls.&lt;br /&gt;2. Guys love flirts.&lt;br /&gt;3. A guy can like you for a minute, and then forget you afterwards.&lt;br /&gt;4. When a guy says he doesn't understand you, it simply means you're not thinking the way he is.&lt;br /&gt;5. "Are you doing something?" or "Have you eaten already?" are the first usual questions a guy asks on the phone just to get out from stammering.&lt;br /&gt;6. Guys may be flirting around all day but before they go to sleep, they always think about the girl they truly care about.&lt;br /&gt;7. When a guy really likes you, he'll disregard all your bad characteristics.&lt;br /&gt;8. Guys go crazy over a girl's smile.&lt;br /&gt;9. Guys will do anything just to get the girl's attention.&lt;br /&gt;10. Guys hate it when you talk about your ex-boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;11. When guys want to meet your parents. Let them.&lt;br /&gt;12. Guys want to tell you many things but they can't. And they sure have one habit to gain courage and spirit to tell you many things and it is drinking!&lt;br /&gt;13. Guys cry!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;14. Don't provoke the guy to heat up. Believe me. He will.&lt;br /&gt;15. Guys can never dream and hope too much.&lt;br /&gt;16. Guys usually try hard to get the girl who has dumped them, and this makes it harder for them to accept their defeat.&lt;br /&gt;17. When you touch a guy's heart, there's no turning back.&lt;br /&gt;18. Giving a guy a hanging message like "You know what?!..uh...never mind!" would make him jump to a conclusion that is far from what you are thinking.&lt;br /&gt;19. Guys go crazy when girls touch their hands.&lt;br /&gt;20. Guys are good flatterers when courting but they usually stammer when they talk to a girl they really like.&lt;br /&gt;21. When a guy makes a prolonged "umm" or makes any excuses when you're asking him to do you a favor, he's actually saying that he doesn't like you and he can't lay down the card for you.&lt;br /&gt;22. When a girl says "no", a guy hears it as "try again tomorrow."&lt;br /&gt;23. You have to tell a guy what you really want before he gets the message clearly.&lt;br /&gt;24. Guys hate gays!&lt;br /&gt;25. Guys love their moms.&lt;br /&gt;26. A guy would sacrifice his money for lunch just to get you a couple of roses.&lt;br /&gt;27. A guy often thinks about the girl who likes him. But this doesn't mean that the guy likes her.&lt;br /&gt;28. You can never understand him unless you listen to him.&lt;br /&gt;29. If a guy tells you he loves you once in a lifetime. He does.&lt;br /&gt;30. Beware. Guys can make gossips scatter through half of the face of the earth faster than girls can. &lt;span style="background-color: #ffe599; color: red;"&gt;- its true.. having lost of personal experience in it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. Like Eve, girls are guys EUR™ weaknesses.&lt;br /&gt;32. Guys are very open about themselves.&lt;br /&gt;33. It's good to test a guy first before you believe him. But don't let him wait that long.&lt;br /&gt;34. No guy is bad when he is courting.&lt;br /&gt;35. Guys hate it when their clothes get dirty. Even a small dot.&lt;br /&gt;36. Guys really admire girls that they like even if they're not that much pretty.&lt;br /&gt;37. Your best friend, whom your boyfriend seeks help from about his problems with you may end up being admired by your boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;38. If a guy tells you about his problems, he just needs someone to listen to him. You don't need to give advice.&lt;br /&gt;39. A usual act that proves that the guy likes you is when he teases you.&lt;br /&gt;40. A guy finds ways to keep you off from linking with someone else.&lt;br /&gt;41. Guys love girls with brains more than girls in miniskirts.&lt;br /&gt;42. Guys try to find the stuffed toy a girl wants but would unluckily get the wrong one.&lt;br /&gt;43. Guys virtually brag about anything.&lt;br /&gt;44. Guys cannot keep secrets that girls tell them.&lt;br /&gt;45. Guys think too much.&lt;br /&gt;46. Guys' fantasies are unlimited.&lt;br /&gt;47. Girls' height doesn't really matter to a guy but her weight does!&lt;br /&gt;48. Guys tend to get serious with their relationship and become too possessive. So watch out girls!!&lt;br /&gt;49. When a girl makes the boy suffer during courtship, it would be hard for him to let go of that girl.&lt;br /&gt;50. It's not easy for a guy to let go of his girlfriend after they broke up especially when they've been together for 3 years or more.&lt;br /&gt;51. You have to tell a guy what you really want before getting involved with that guy.&lt;br /&gt;52. A guy has to experience rejection, because if he's too-good-never-been-busted, never been in love and hurt, he won't be matured and grow up.&lt;br /&gt;53. When an unlikable circumstance comes, guys blame themselves a lot more than girls do. They could even hurt themselves physically.&lt;br /&gt;54. Guys have strong passion to change but have weak will power.&lt;br /&gt;55. Guys are tigers in their peer groups but become tamed pussycats with their girlfriends.&lt;br /&gt;56. When a guy pretends to be calm, check if he's sweating. You'll probably see that he is nervous.&lt;br /&gt;57. When a guy says he is going crazy about the girl. He really is.&lt;br /&gt;58. When a guy asks you to leave him alone, he's just actually saying, "Please come and listen to me."&lt;br /&gt;59. Guys don't really have final decisions.&lt;br /&gt;60. When a guy loves you, bring out the best in him.&lt;br /&gt;61. If a guy starts to talk seriously, listen to him.&lt;br /&gt;62. If a guy has been kept shut or silent, say something.&lt;br /&gt;63. Guys believe that there's no such thing as love at first sight, but court the girls anyway and then realize at the end that he is wrong.&lt;br /&gt;64. Guys like femininity not feebleness.&lt;br /&gt;65. Guys don't like girls who punch harder than they do.&lt;br /&gt;66. A guy may instantly know if the girl likes him but can never be sure unless the girl tells him.&lt;br /&gt;67. A guy would waste his time over video games and basketball, the way a girl would do over her romance novels and make-ups.&lt;br /&gt;68. Guys love girls who can cook or bake.&lt;br /&gt;69. Guys like girls who are like their moms. No kidding!&lt;br /&gt;70. A guy has more problems than you can see with your naked eyes.&lt;br /&gt;71. A guy's friend knows everything about him. Use this to your advantage.&lt;br /&gt;72. Don't be a snob. Guys may easily give up on the first sign of rejection.&lt;br /&gt;73. Don't be biased. Try loving a guy without prejudice and you'll be surprised.&lt;br /&gt;74. Girls who bathe in their eau de perfumes do more repelling than attracting guys.&lt;br /&gt;75. Guys are more talkative than girls are especially when the topic is about girls.&lt;br /&gt;76. Guys don't comprehend the statement "Get lost" too well.&lt;br /&gt;77. Guys really think that girls are strange and have unpredictable decisions but still love them more.&lt;br /&gt;78. When a guy gives a crooked or pretentious grin at your jokes, he finds them offending and he just tried to be polite.&lt;br /&gt;79. Guys don't care about how shiny their shoes are unlike girls.&lt;br /&gt;80. Guys tend to generalize about girls but once they get to know them, they'll realize they're wrong.&lt;br /&gt;81. Any guy can handle his problems all by his own. He's just too stubborn to deal with it.&lt;br /&gt;82. Guys find it so objectionable when a girl swears.&lt;br /&gt;83. Guys' weakest point is at the knee.&lt;br /&gt;84. When a problem arises, a guy usually keeps himself cool but is already thinking of a way out.&lt;br /&gt;85. When a guy is conscious of his looks, it shows he is not good at fixing things.&lt;br /&gt;86. When a guy looks at you, either he's amazed of you or he's criticizing you.&lt;br /&gt;87. When you catch him cheating on you and he asks for a second chance, give it to him. But when you catch him again and he asks for another chance, ignore him.&lt;br /&gt;88. If a guy lets you go, he really loves you.&lt;br /&gt;89. If you have a boyfriend, and your boy best friend always glances at you and it obviously shows that he is jealous whenever you're with your boyfriend, all I can say is your boy best friend loves you more than your boyfriend does.&lt;br /&gt;90. Guys learn from experience not from the romance books that girls read and take as their basis of experience.&lt;br /&gt;91. You can tell if a guy is really hurt or in pain when he cries in front of you!&lt;br /&gt;92. If a guy suddenly asks you for a date, ask him first why.&lt;br /&gt;93. When a guy says he can't sleep if he doesn't hear your voice even just for one night, hang up. He also tells that to another girl. He only flatters you and sometimes makes fun of you.&lt;br /&gt;94. You can truly say that a guy has good intentions if you see him praying sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;95. Guys seek for advice not from a guy but from a girl.&lt;br /&gt;96. Girls are allowed to touch boys' things. Not their hair!&lt;br /&gt;97. If a guy says you're beautiful, that guy likes you.&lt;br /&gt;98. Guys hate girls who overreact.&lt;br /&gt;99. Guys love you more than you love them if they are serious in your relationships&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1727091763048973649-1918536890606393460?l=sangeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sangeee.blogspot.com/feeds/1918536890606393460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1727091763048973649&amp;postID=1918536890606393460&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727091763048973649/posts/default/1918536890606393460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727091763048973649/posts/default/1918536890606393460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sangeee.blogspot.com/2010/08/funny-facts-about-guys.html' title='Funny Facts about GUYS'/><author><name>Sangeee's Diary....</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15914230065034053427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jb2vSDvVsiE/Ss1Ag4iNfEI/AAAAAAAAAOg/eqrbkO-KKmk/S220/Cute_Babies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1727091763048973649.post-8511439945687696721</id><published>2010-08-21T22:03:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2010-08-21T22:03:26.883+05:00</updated><title type='text'>I wish u dont see rising sun tomorrow...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;I have never known a pain as this&lt;br /&gt;There is no music inside me anymore&lt;br /&gt;There is no happiness, there is no comfort&lt;br /&gt;Just an emptiness deep deep inside&lt;br /&gt;And a pain that gnaws at article of life around you&lt;br /&gt;Wretched temperament and agonizingly slow days&lt;br /&gt;Longer sleepless nights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life doesn’t move forward, instead&lt;br /&gt;Time is spent lamenting about the past&lt;br /&gt;The have beings and the should have beings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hatred, the wanting to mar&lt;br /&gt;To curse and swear,&lt;br /&gt;To strike and maim&lt;br /&gt;And cause as much pain as has been caused.&lt;br /&gt;For you I wish the same heartache,&lt;br /&gt;And that you never again see a rising sun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1727091763048973649-8511439945687696721?l=sangeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sangeee.blogspot.com/feeds/8511439945687696721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jb2vSDvVsiE/Ss1Ag4iNfEI/AAAAAAAAAOg/eqrbkO-KKmk/S220/Cute_Babies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1727091763048973649.post-224141415584574459</id><published>2010-08-19T20:16:00.002+05:00</published><updated>2010-08-19T20:16:50.870+05:00</updated><title type='text'>காதலா???</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;அவனால் எல்லா ஆண்களையும் வெறுத்த எனக்கு &lt;br /&gt;இன்றும் அவனை மட்டும் வெறுக்க தெரியவில்லை....&lt;br /&gt;இது&lt;br /&gt;கண்மூடித்தனமான காதலா???&lt;br /&gt;அல்லது &lt;br /&gt;குருட்டு காதலா???&lt;br /&gt;அல்லது &lt;br /&gt;காதலா???&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/1727091763048973649-224141415584574459?l=sangeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jb2vSDvVsiE/Ss1Ag4iNfEI/AAAAAAAAAOg/eqrbkO-KKmk/S220/Cute_Babies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1727091763048973649.post-9021414357601577208</id><published>2010-08-14T07:17:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2010-08-14T07:17:52.284+05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sangeetha swarangal song Lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feel d LOVE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sangeetha swarangal'/><title type='text'>Feel d LOVE...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;In office, i usually used to hear some "favorite" repeated songs which i like..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;but today for a change, i played "all music"....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;I heard the song "Sangeetha swarangal"  from the movie ‘Azhagan’&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;This song is sung soooo beautifully by SPB and Sandhya &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;(came to know her name from Google search only) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;The 1thing tat I remembered about this song is &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;watching this song on TV when I was a kid (@ that time i dint understand the lyrics) and wondering what on earth will two &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;people have to talk about all night! :P &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;amp; I hate the Doordarshan opening music those days. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;After long long long months &amp;amp;; years, wen i heard this song yesterday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;I fely quite differnt...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;the highest tribute goes to the lyrics is so powerful but sweet and melodious too.......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Expressing how love makes every one mad...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;especially d line : en veettil iravu angae iravaa illae pagalaa enakkum mayakkam ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;the sweet "nothing" phone conversation between the lovers a whole night....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;the Doordarshan TV ending their telecast and then beginning in the morning. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Absolutely beautiful picturisation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;(p.s : I saw that video after coming &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;home&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;only some poople can understand y i underlined "home"...)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;tends to fall us in LOVE....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sangeetha swarangal song Lyrics :&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;sangeedha suvarangal aezhae kanakkaa innum irukkaa ennavoa mayakkam &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;en veettil iravu angae iravaa illae pagalaa enakkum mayakkam &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;nenjil ennavoa nenachchaen &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;naanumdhaan nenachchaen &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;njaabagam varala &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;yoasichchaa theriyum &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;yoasana varala &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;thoonginaa vilangum &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;thookkamdhaan varala &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;paaduraen medhuvaa urangu &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;(sangeedha) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;endhendha idangal thottaal suvarangal thullum sugangal konjam nee solliththaa &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;sorggaththil irundhu yaaroa ezhudhum kaadhal kadidham inrudhaan vandhadhu &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;sorggam mannilae pirakka &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;naayagan oruvan &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;naayagi oruththi &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;thaen mazhai pozhiya &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;poovudal nanaiya &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;kaamanin sabaiyil &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;kaadhalin suvaiyil &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;paadidum kavidhai sugamdhaan &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;(sangeedha)  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/vYbOYRzLgCM?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/vYbOYRzLgCM?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;If u too like this song you can &lt;a href="http://www.filestube.com/b79fd0276068b0d903e9,g/Sangeetha-swarangaL-azhagan.html"&gt;download it here&lt;/a&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1727091763048973649-9021414357601577208?l=sangeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sangeee.blogspot.com/feeds/9021414357601577208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1727091763048973649&amp;postID=9021414357601577208&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727091763048973649/posts/default/9021414357601577208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;According to Emerson, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;"It is one of the blessings of friends that you can afford to be stupid with them". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Happy to have a friend like you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;To tell about banu, she always wears a cute smile...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jb2vSDvVsiE/TFL9YD_q7tI/AAAAAAAAAxU/r2EYJWLXhYY/s1600/FotoFlexer_Animation.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" bx="true" height="320" 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and hope dat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;all your wishes comes true!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Enjoy your day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Bonne Fete!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Banu's BDay Celebration&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jb2vSDvVsiE/TFL9AUjNcmI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/Uxa8hiKeLp8/s1600/20100730172544.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" bx="true" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jb2vSDvVsiE/TFL9AUjNcmI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/Uxa8hiKeLp8/s320/20100730172544.jpg" width="240" 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ripped the dictionary to pieces. I have never gaped so hard in all my life! I felt small, insignificant... Stupid to be precise! Ashamed would be too harsh a word and it would only hurt the ego that is pretending not to care.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;I watched a group of 13 year old kids contesting for the Scripps National Spelling Bee contest and one by one they spelled words that I never even knew existed. No matter how big or small the words were, the kids spelled them with ease. I could hardly pronounce them…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;As I watched the programme, I heard myself think “c’mon, how hard could this Actually be?”…. so I tried spelling a couple of words. And boy was I way off track! I didn’t get a single one right. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Commentators spoke about strategy. Who on earth knew there was strategy in spelling? But a lot of spelling depends on anemology, language of origin and the root words that make up a word. It takes a lot of practice, dedication studying and training to get to the point that these kids were at. I for one was in a state of shock! This was definitely no cake walk. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;I was amazed to see how focused and how committed these kids were. Here I am claiming to be a writer and I had no clue what any of these word were! I don’t think I even know 1% of the words in the dictionary. That is quite a let down. Idiots like us “claim” we know a lot, when we are 10 miles away on the shore of the sea of knowledge. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;I am humbled by this experience and applaud these smart and confident children. Hope that we can all aspire to greater heights and achieve more than just the average. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1727091763048973649-7264527496057327991?l=sangeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sangeee.blogspot.com/feeds/7264527496057327991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1727091763048973649&amp;postID=7264527496057327991&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727091763048973649/posts/default/7264527496057327991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727091763048973649/posts/default/7264527496057327991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sangeee.blogspot.com/2010/07/dictionary-bashers.html' title='Dictionary Bashers'/><author><name>Sangeee's Diary....</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15914230065034053427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jb2vSDvVsiE/Ss1Ag4iNfEI/AAAAAAAAAOg/eqrbkO-KKmk/S220/Cute_Babies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1727091763048973649.post-582493532316662950</id><published>2010-07-28T23:05:00.002+05:00</published><updated>2010-07-28T23:05:00.083+05:00</updated><title type='text'>Yeah Right!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #a64d79; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;Some genius put these two simple words together and created the epitome of contemporary satire. Shattering all mathematical theories (that 2 positives don’t make a negative) and defying grammatical and syntactical rules these two words make sarcasm fun and interesting. Don’t get me wrong and think I’m this evil little person who revels on such things. But when you think about it, you have to hand it to the person who came up with this. The subtlety and yet the profoundness of this usage is sheer genius. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;In fact I a question posted on Help.com “Is “yeah, right” an expression of sarcasm or an idiom?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;And the answers although not definite, have been brought down to these three possibilities: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;sarcasm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;an idiom or&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;an idiom born of sarcasm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;‘C’ really got me thinking, ‘an idiom born of sarcasm’… We actually have an idiom for sarcasm and it’s made of ‘yeah’ and ‘right’. Is that irony?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1727091763048973649-582493532316662950?l=sangeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sangeee.blogspot.com/feeds/582493532316662950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1727091763048973649&amp;postID=582493532316662950&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727091763048973649/posts/default/582493532316662950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727091763048973649/posts/default/582493532316662950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sangeee.blogspot.com/2010/07/yeah-right.html' title='Yeah Right!'/><author><name>Sangeee's Diary....</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15914230065034053427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jb2vSDvVsiE/Ss1Ag4iNfEI/AAAAAAAAAOg/eqrbkO-KKmk/S220/Cute_Babies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1727091763048973649.post-8337688208013769138</id><published>2010-07-28T02:08:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2010-07-28T02:08:00.575+05:00</updated><title type='text'>y!</title><content type='html'>if u can imagine it....u can create it &lt;br /&gt;if u can dream it ...u can b'come it, &lt;br /&gt;u see things and say''WHY'' &lt;br /&gt;but i dream things dat never r.... &lt;br /&gt;n say ''WHY NOT?''.........ALWYZ B HAPPY!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1727091763048973649-8337688208013769138?l=sangeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sangeee.blogspot.com/feeds/8337688208013769138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1727091763048973649&amp;postID=8337688208013769138&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727091763048973649/posts/default/8337688208013769138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727091763048973649/posts/default/8337688208013769138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sangeee.blogspot.com/2010/07/y.html' title='y!'/><author><name>Sangeee's Diary....</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15914230065034053427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jb2vSDvVsiE/Ss1Ag4iNfEI/AAAAAAAAAOg/eqrbkO-KKmk/S220/Cute_Babies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1727091763048973649.post-5485225756729036815</id><published>2010-07-27T23:00:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2010-07-27T23:00:01.910+05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='disney'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Black Cauldron'/><title type='text'>The Black Cauldron</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Now that is a cool name for an animated movie. I watched this over and over again when I was a kid. I pretty much know all the lines. Now years later I watch it again and the lines I didn’t understand back then are all clear now. The movie is Disney’s 25th. And was made in 1985! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I’ve read that the film was first released on July 24, 1985. Apparently Disney traditionally re-released their animated features every 7 or so years to theaters. The Black Cauldron remained out of circulation (both theatrically and on home video) for well over a decade. It was released on VHS on August 4, 1998 under the Walt Disney Masterpiece Collection, although it was originally going to have its home video debut in 1989 (renamed "Taran and the Magic Cauldron") as part of the Walt Disney Classics video collection. It was mastered on tape, but wasn't released due to the success of The Little Mermaid. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YGmysIzCkn0/SWFLIkICpoI/AAAAAAAADVU/A5WYIt1YxZw/s400/BlackCauldron.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" hw="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YGmysIzCkn0/SWFLIkICpoI/AAAAAAAADVU/A5WYIt1YxZw/s320/BlackCauldron.jpg" width="313" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I guess The Black Cauldron is one of the lesser known animated movies. It’s a dark adventure unlike the colourful and happy movies like SnowWhite, Cinderella or The little mermaid. There are only two young characters Taran and Princess Eilowy. The rest of the gang consists of Flouda an old bard and Gergy (a furry creature I still don’t get) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Taran is out to find his oracular pig that was stolen by the Evil Horned King who is in search of a powerful weapon that can raise an army of deathless warriors – the black cauldron. In their quest to find the cauldron before the horned kind does, Taran and his friends run into Hench men, witches, fairies and more. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;The Black Cauldron is one if the first animated movies of Disney to use CGI. It’s a wonderful cartoon with an interesting plot and spectacular characters. Disney, you’re the Best! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1727091763048973649-5485225756729036815?l=sangeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sangeee.blogspot.com/feeds/5485225756729036815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1727091763048973649&amp;postID=5485225756729036815&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727091763048973649/posts/default/5485225756729036815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727091763048973649/posts/default/5485225756729036815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sangeee.blogspot.com/2010/07/black-cauldron.html' title='The Black Cauldron'/><author><name>Sangeee's Diary....</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15914230065034053427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jb2vSDvVsiE/Ss1Ag4iNfEI/AAAAAAAAAOg/eqrbkO-KKmk/S220/Cute_Babies.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YGmysIzCkn0/SWFLIkICpoI/AAAAAAAADVU/A5WYIt1YxZw/s72-c/BlackCauldron.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1727091763048973649.post-6759076748837629309</id><published>2010-07-27T22:41:00.001+05:00</published><updated>2010-07-27T22:43:24.082+05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thanks to google'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thanks to facebook'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='found a friend after 11 yrs'/><title type='text'>Happy to get u back jaiwanth....</title><content type='html'>I found(he found me!!!) a long-lost&amp;nbsp;friend of mine from my school.. Jaiwanth Raj....&amp;nbsp;one who i had not seen in almost 11 years. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While he was googling he has found his name in my blog in the page&amp;nbsp;"&lt;a href="http://sangeee.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-school-life-part-1.html"&gt;My School Life&lt;/a&gt;"&amp;nbsp;(now i understood y they call "Content is KING" in SEO)&amp;amp; contacted me thru facebook...&lt;br /&gt;Im extremely happy to get him back...&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to google &amp;amp; facebook..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1727091763048973649-6759076748837629309?l=sangeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sangeee.blogspot.com/feeds/6759076748837629309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1727091763048973649&amp;postID=6759076748837629309&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727091763048973649/posts/default/6759076748837629309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727091763048973649/posts/default/6759076748837629309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sangeee.blogspot.com/2010/07/happy-to-get-u-back-jaiwanth.html' title='Happy to get u back jaiwanth....'/><author><name>Sangeee's Diary....</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15914230065034053427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jb2vSDvVsiE/Ss1Ag4iNfEI/AAAAAAAAAOg/eqrbkO-KKmk/S220/Cute_Babies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1727091763048973649.post-2508295015594264085</id><published>2010-07-27T22:34:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2010-07-27T22:34:08.774+05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='goose bumps'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i love rains'/><title type='text'>Umbrella??? No Thanks....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;WOOOW...today it rained heavily while returning home from office... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;i&amp;nbsp;couldnt resist seeing d rain that i almost got down from bus 3 stoppings before my house &amp;amp; walked enjoying in rain till my house..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;i luv rains !!.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;its such a wonderful feeling ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;When the chill breeze sweeps over d face, body &amp;amp; hair!!!... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;d 1st drops of rain landing in d face!!!....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;oh m god... ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;it gives me a heavenly feeling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;hmmm...i luv getting wet &amp;amp; dancin in d rain. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;(&amp;amp; that also means that not too many people are there to see me act like a lunatic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I totally prefer not to have any audience while I am frolicing(the only word which i can use for this)... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;sweet smell of the wet mud...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;plants &amp;amp;&amp;nbsp;flowers look so refreshing on getting wet in the rain...its giving me goose bumps..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;The best part is just standing still feeling the water on my face,arms,and legs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I feel almost as goood as the thirsty plants..feeling like getting something that i need. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;i luv 2 make little paper boats &amp;amp; set them to sail... ( I know it sounds childdish but thats how i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;am. I love to do such little things which most people think it as funny but which gives me immense happy &amp;amp; joy).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;The heavier, the better!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;im not even scared of d lightning &amp;amp; roaring thunder, but wat really scares me is my mommy scolding when she finds me getting wet in the rain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1727091763048973649-2508295015594264085?l=sangeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sangeee.blogspot.com/feeds/2508295015594264085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1727091763048973649&amp;postID=2508295015594264085&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727091763048973649/posts/default/2508295015594264085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727091763048973649/posts/default/2508295015594264085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sangeee.blogspot.com/2010/07/umbrella-no-thanks.html' title='Umbrella??? No Thanks....'/><author><name>Sangeee's Diary....</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15914230065034053427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jb2vSDvVsiE/Ss1Ag4iNfEI/AAAAAAAAAOg/eqrbkO-KKmk/S220/Cute_Babies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1727091763048973649.post-871151235357952750</id><published>2010-07-27T04:07:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2010-07-27T04:07:00.365+05:00</updated><title type='text'>peace pipe</title><content type='html'>The music….everyday I listen to the maddening music. I think a lot of other people feel this intensity about music. It’s like you can’t contain yourself. Atleast that’s how I feel. Every time I hear Seether’s “69 Tea” or Audioslave’s “I am the Highway”, or Corrosion of Conformity, I feel this emotion overcome me and I need to scream! I close my eyes to relax my tightened senses. And feel free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But for all you know, the heightened senses and deep emotions might just be a result of peace pipe! ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1727091763048973649-871151235357952750?l=sangeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sangeee.blogspot.com/feeds/871151235357952750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1727091763048973649&amp;postID=871151235357952750&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727091763048973649/posts/default/871151235357952750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727091763048973649/posts/default/871151235357952750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sangeee.blogspot.com/2010/07/peace-pipe.html' title='peace pipe'/><author><name>Sangeee's Diary....</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15914230065034053427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jb2vSDvVsiE/Ss1Ag4iNfEI/AAAAAAAAAOg/eqrbkO-KKmk/S220/Cute_Babies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1727091763048973649.post-8440541852126683226</id><published>2010-07-26T22:49:00.001+05:00</published><updated>2010-07-26T22:49:00.636+05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crap ad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='are they trying to fool us'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='colgate'/><title type='text'>Are you trying to feed me crap?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;A camera crew tears into a restaurant, where one of the customers has a toothache. The anchor lady sticks a huge microphone into the guy’s face and asks him “ kya apke masoodo mein takleef hain?”, “kay apke toothpaste mein namak hain?”. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;First of all what the hell is a camera crew doing there? And who gives a shit what they say about your teeth anyway? I’d believe this crap a little more if it were a band of moronic dentists who tore in with their big ideas. Cliché, but it makes more sense than the lady with the mike! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;And after she says that much, the narrator does the rest of the talking and the ordinary toothpaste worm covered tooth is compared with the Colgate active salt 98% less worm covered tooth. Jump back to the awkward situation where the guy’s bad teeth and gums are now on live TV thanks to the freaky reporter. And after her deed is done she tears out leaving this guy absolutely clueless and looking like a jerk on national TV! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Dum enough…. In a recent variation of this ad, the reporter has an even bigger mike. And in the end the terrorized person says the Colgate active salt tastes good as well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Now that was the last straw! Have any of these dummies tried Active Salt Toothpaste? I have and it’s horrible! The ad is dum as it is, and then they try this crap in too! What are you guys thinking?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;People at Colgate, here is a tip: don’t come up with new CRAPPY stuff and make your good paste disgusting. Heck everyone brushes with Colgate! We all grew up with your brand. What more are you trying to prove to us loyal customers. Toothpaste is our wake up call in the morning. That sweet tangy taste is what marks the beginning our day. The time we spend on that soft massage we give ourselves with our toothbrush helps us put our thoughts into perspective and prepare for the boring job we have to go and the hellish morning traffic. Please don’t take away our simple joys in life by feeding us crap. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1727091763048973649-8440541852126683226?l=sangeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sangeee.blogspot.com/feeds/8440541852126683226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1727091763048973649&amp;postID=8440541852126683226&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727091763048973649/posts/default/8440541852126683226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727091763048973649/posts/default/8440541852126683226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sangeee.blogspot.com/2010/07/are-you-trying-to-feed-me-crap.html' title='Are you trying to feed me crap?'/><author><name>Sangeee's Diary....</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15914230065034053427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jb2vSDvVsiE/Ss1Ag4iNfEI/AAAAAAAAAOg/eqrbkO-KKmk/S220/Cute_Babies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1727091763048973649.post-1528344445315063836</id><published>2010-07-25T06:45:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2010-07-25T06:45:00.153+05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ALIEN'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='GO TO SPACE'/><title type='text'>wanna b an alien.</title><content type='html'>Life is too mechanical...&lt;br /&gt;Im tired of this world... &lt;br /&gt;MAY BE I HAVE GO TO SPACE, BE AN ALIEN AND LIVE THERE!!! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1727091763048973649-1528344445315063836?l=sangeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sangeee.blogspot.com/feeds/1528344445315063836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1727091763048973649&amp;postID=1528344445315063836&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727091763048973649/posts/default/1528344445315063836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727091763048973649/posts/default/1528344445315063836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sangeee.blogspot.com/2010/07/wanna-b-alien.html' title='wanna b an alien.'/><author><name>Sangeee's Diary....</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15914230065034053427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jb2vSDvVsiE/Ss1Ag4iNfEI/AAAAAAAAAOg/eqrbkO-KKmk/S220/Cute_Babies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1727091763048973649.post-7893061224619219263</id><published>2010-07-24T22:44:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2010-07-24T22:44:00.552+05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='power of information'/><title type='text'>Culture</title><content type='html'>In a culture obsessed with the power of information, &lt;br /&gt;the fact that most of us are a little unnerved by uncertainty is hardly surprising.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1727091763048973649-7893061224619219263?l=sangeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sangeee.blogspot.com/feeds/7893061224619219263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1727091763048973649&amp;postID=7893061224619219263&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727091763048973649/posts/default/7893061224619219263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727091763048973649/posts/default/7893061224619219263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sangeee.blogspot.com/2010/07/culture.html' title='Culture'/><author><name>Sangeee's Diary....</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15914230065034053427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jb2vSDvVsiE/Ss1Ag4iNfEI/AAAAAAAAAOg/eqrbkO-KKmk/S220/Cute_Babies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1727091763048973649.post-116908688414150860</id><published>2010-07-23T22:42:00.002+05:00</published><updated>2010-07-23T22:42:00.314+05:00</updated><title type='text'>Way Out...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Everyone wants out sometime...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;im not the only one. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;the fact that im afraid of death means that i won't do anything suicidal, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;so really the only way "out" is to get over it or else i have to live that way forever. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Do things in life to enjoy and make the best of what im working with,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;it sounds easy of course, but the task is going through with it....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1727091763048973649-116908688414150860?l=sangeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sangeee.blogspot.com/feeds/116908688414150860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1727091763048973649&amp;postID=116908688414150860&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727091763048973649/posts/default/116908688414150860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727091763048973649/posts/default/116908688414150860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sangeee.blogspot.com/2010/07/way-out.html' title='Way Out...'/><author><name>Sangeee's Diary....</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15914230065034053427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jb2vSDvVsiE/Ss1Ag4iNfEI/AAAAAAAAAOg/eqrbkO-KKmk/S220/Cute_Babies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1727091763048973649.post-8513683484432366095</id><published>2010-07-23T05:47:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2010-07-23T05:47:00.439+05:00</updated><title type='text'>please dont ask me...</title><content type='html'>im not beggin u 2 luv me.&lt;br /&gt;im not really even askin u.&lt;br /&gt;but isnt alright&lt;br /&gt;if i cherish tat hope in ma heart?&lt;br /&gt;if i dream of just holdin ur hand&lt;br /&gt;it ll hurt me.. not u..&lt;br /&gt;i ll try 2 keep my eyes 4m shining&lt;br /&gt;wen i c u..&lt;br /&gt;&amp; i promise&lt;br /&gt;i ll try not to smile a special smile &lt;br /&gt;wen u say hello..&lt;br /&gt;but plz&lt;br /&gt;dont ask me&lt;br /&gt;not 2 luv u..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1727091763048973649-8513683484432366095?l=sangeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sangeee.blogspot.com/feeds/8513683484432366095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1727091763048973649&amp;postID=8513683484432366095&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727091763048973649/posts/default/8513683484432366095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727091763048973649/posts/default/8513683484432366095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sangeee.blogspot.com/2010/07/please-dont-ask-me.html' title='please dont ask me...'/><author><name>Sangeee's Diary....</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15914230065034053427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jb2vSDvVsiE/Ss1Ag4iNfEI/AAAAAAAAAOg/eqrbkO-KKmk/S220/Cute_Babies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1727091763048973649.post-8276420437385666450</id><published>2010-07-22T22:41:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2010-07-22T22:41:00.567+05:00</updated><title type='text'>LOVE just IS. While in its ALLNESS and in its NOTHINGNESS, all we need to do is simply LET IT BE.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1727091763048973649-8276420437385666450?l=sangeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sangeee.blogspot.com/feeds/8276420437385666450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1727091763048973649&amp;postID=8276420437385666450&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727091763048973649/posts/default/8276420437385666450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727091763048973649/posts/default/8276420437385666450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sangeee.blogspot.com/2010/07/love-just-is-while-in-its-allness-and.html' title='LOVE just IS. While in its ALLNESS and in its NOTHINGNESS, all we need to do is simply LET IT BE.'/><author><name>Sangeee's Diary....</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15914230065034053427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jb2vSDvVsiE/Ss1Ag4iNfEI/AAAAAAAAAOg/eqrbkO-KKmk/S220/Cute_Babies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1727091763048973649.post-4701183893694624237</id><published>2010-07-22T03:58:00.002+05:00</published><updated>2010-07-22T14:18:26.315+05:00</updated><title type='text'>Feel the Pain</title><content type='html'>I’ve stooped. I’m only human and I can cave. I went on give everyone a taste of their own sour medicine that I have been swallowing everyday. I tried and tried to avoid this situation. But as I say, I am only human. And so I couldn’t resist. So I decided to play my collection of Rock and Roll in place of the sad fart Meow Meow Song that rat pack has been torturing me with. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All though I feel so uncomfortable doing this, strong force had to be taken against the rat pack. I think I have made my point. I offer a simple barter system. They keep their crap out of my face and I will do the same. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s sad actually. It’s painful to all. And I for one, hate being the person to make others uncomfortable. But, everyone has a breaking point and I’ve reached mine. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crib Crib, Crib is perhaps all I have been doing on this blog. (that has been a certain someone’s opinion) But hey, read the title……&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Absolutes in Life: Vodka, IRONY and fun in between. &lt;br /&gt;It’s a love hate thing…sorry. Can’t help it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1727091763048973649-4701183893694624237?l=sangeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sangeee.blogspot.com/feeds/4701183893694624237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1727091763048973649&amp;postID=4701183893694624237&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727091763048973649/posts/default/4701183893694624237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727091763048973649/posts/default/4701183893694624237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sangeee.blogspot.com/2010/07/feel-pain.html' title='Feel the Pain'/><author><name>Sangeee's Diary....</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15914230065034053427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jb2vSDvVsiE/Ss1Ag4iNfEI/AAAAAAAAAOg/eqrbkO-KKmk/S220/Cute_Babies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1727091763048973649.post-2121034980192808075</id><published>2010-07-22T03:10:00.002+05:00</published><updated>2010-07-22T03:10:00.426+05:00</updated><title type='text'>What is love</title><content type='html'>I found this while surfing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #783f04; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;C h i l d r e n can answer better than most adults when it comes to love.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #783f04; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The question was "What is love" ?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #783f04;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #783f04; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The answers they gave were broader and deeper than anyone could have imagined. See what you think:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #783f04;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #783f04; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"When someone loves you, the way they say your name is different.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #783f04; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You just know that your name is safe in their mouth."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #783f04; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Billy- age 7&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #783f04;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #783f04; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Love is when a girl puts on perfume and a boy puts on shaving cologne and they go out and smell each other."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #783f04; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Karl - age 5&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #783f04;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #783f04; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Love is when you go out to eat and &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #783f04; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;give somebody most of your French fries &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #783f04; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;without making them give you any of theirs."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #783f04; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Chrissy - age 6&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #783f04;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #783f04; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Love is what makes you smile when you're tired."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #783f04; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Terri - age 4&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #783f04;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #783f04; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Love is when my mommy makes coffee for my daddy &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #783f04; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and she takes a sip before giving it to him, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #783f04; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;to make sure the taste is OK."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #783f04; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Danny - age 7&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #783f04;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #783f04; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Love is when you kiss all the time. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #783f04; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Then when you get tired of kissing, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #783f04; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;you still want to be together and you talk more. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #783f04; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;My Mommy and Daddy are like that. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #783f04; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;They look gross when they kiss"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #783f04; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Emily - age 8&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #783f04;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #783f04; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Love is what's in the room with you at Christmas if you stop opening presents and listen."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #783f04; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bobby - age 7 (Wow!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #783f04;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #783f04; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"If you want to learn to love better, you should start with a friend who you hate,"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #783f04; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nikka - age 6 (we need a few million more Nikka's on this planet)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #783f04;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #783f04; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Love is when you tell a guy you like his shirt, then he wears it everyday."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #783f04; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Noelle - age 7&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #783f04;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #783f04; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Love is like a little old woman and a &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #783f04; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;little old man who are still friends even &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #783f04; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;after they know each other so well."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #783f04; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tommy - age 6&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #783f04;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #783f04; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"During my piano recital, I was on a stage and I was scared. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #783f04; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I looked at all the people watching me and saw my daddy waving and smiling.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #783f04; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;He was the only one doing that. I wasn't scared anymore."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #783f04; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cindy - age 8&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #783f04;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #783f04; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"My mommy loves me more than anybody&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #783f04; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You don't see anyone else kissing me to sleep at night."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #783f04; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Clare - age 6&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #783f04;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #783f04; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Love is when Mommy gives Daddy the best piece of chicken."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #783f04; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Elaine-age 5&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #783f04;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #783f04; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Love is when Mommy sees Daddy smelly and sweaty and still says he is handsomer than Robert Redford."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #783f04; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Chris - age 7&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #783f04;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #783f04; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Love is when your puppy licks your face even after you left him alone all day."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #783f04; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mary Ann - age 4&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #783f04;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #783f04; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"I know my older sister loves me because she gives me all her old clothes and has to go out and buy new ones."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #783f04; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lauren - age 4&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #783f04;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #783f04; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"When you love somebody, your eyelashes go up and down and little stars come out of you." (what an image)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #783f04; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Karen - age 7&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #783f04;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #783f04; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"You really shouldn't say 'I love you' unless you mean it. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #783f04; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But if you mean it, you should say it a lot. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #783f04; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;People forget." Jessica - age 8&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #783f04;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #783f04; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And the final one -- Author and lecturer Leo Buscaglia once talked about a contest he was asked to judge.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #783f04; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The purpose of the contest was to find the most caring child.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #783f04;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #783f04; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The winner was a four year old child whose next door neighbour was an elderly gentleman who had recently lost his wife.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #783f04; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Upon seeing the man cry, the little boy went into the old gentleman's yard, climbed onto his lap, and just sat there.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #783f04; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;When his Mother asked what he had said to the neighbour, the little boy said,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #783f04; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Nothing, I just helped him cry"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1727091763048973649-2121034980192808075?l=sangeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sangeee.blogspot.com/feeds/2121034980192808075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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Diary....</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15914230065034053427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jb2vSDvVsiE/Ss1Ag4iNfEI/AAAAAAAAAOg/eqrbkO-KKmk/S220/Cute_Babies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1727091763048973649.post-4244487424893276365</id><published>2010-07-20T20:57:00.002+05:00</published><updated>2010-07-20T21:00:17.721+05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Funny Conversation with my Friend'/><title type='text'>Funny Conversation with my Friend...</title><content type='html'>Thought of sharing a funny chat i had wit my friend RJ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8:03 PM&lt;/strong&gt; me: hi da&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;RJ: hi de&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8:04 PM&lt;/strong&gt; me: office?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;RJ: home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;me: hmmmm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8:05 PM&lt;/strong&gt; RJ: boring kya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;im getting married next month :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;me: hei&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;congrats da&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;RJ: hmm tnx... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8:06 PM&lt;/strong&gt; me: but u told u not gonna marry???????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;RJ: yea but time has changed ... i proposed a gal nd she liked me too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;me: oh.. love marriage a???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;great&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;RJ: yea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;love arranged&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;me: oh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8:07 PM&lt;/strong&gt; me: wen u proposed?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;RJ: today by 10 or 11&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;me: wen u got ur parents permission?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;RJ: by 11 itself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8:08 PM&lt;/strong&gt; me: great da&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;RJ: 10x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8:09 PM&lt;/strong&gt; tel me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;ya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8:10 PM&lt;/strong&gt; me: hmmm..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;enjoy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;RJ: y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;me: nothing summa only&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;but u r too fast da&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;RJ: fast means wt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8:11 PM&lt;/strong&gt; me: its like a scene in mozhi..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;RJ: its a dream only knw&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;me: prakash raj&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;RJ: so it will be fast&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;me: thu thu thu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;RJ: :P he he&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;chumma kalaichen &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;me: x-( x-( x-( x-( x-( x-( x-( x-( x-( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1727091763048973649-4244487424893276365?l=sangeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sangeee.blogspot.com/feeds/4244487424893276365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1727091763048973649&amp;postID=4244487424893276365&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727091763048973649/posts/default/4244487424893276365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727091763048973649/posts/default/4244487424893276365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sangeee.blogspot.com/2010/07/funny-conversation-with-my-friend.html' title='Funny Conversation with my Friend...'/><author><name>Sangeee's Diary....</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15914230065034053427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jb2vSDvVsiE/Ss1Ag4iNfEI/AAAAAAAAAOg/eqrbkO-KKmk/S220/Cute_Babies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1727091763048973649.post-6491919965950001805</id><published>2010-07-18T15:33:00.001+05:00</published><updated>2010-07-18T15:33:25.764+05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>LOVE has no meaning other than the meaning "we" give it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1727091763048973649-6491919965950001805?l=sangeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sangeee.blogspot.com/feeds/6491919965950001805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1727091763048973649&amp;postID=6491919965950001805&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727091763048973649/posts/default/6491919965950001805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727091763048973649/posts/default/6491919965950001805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sangeee.blogspot.com/2010/07/love-has-no-meaning-other-than-meaning.html' title=''/><author><name>Sangeee's Diary....</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15914230065034053427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jb2vSDvVsiE/Ss1Ag4iNfEI/AAAAAAAAAOg/eqrbkO-KKmk/S220/Cute_Babies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1727091763048973649.post-837505991905527353</id><published>2010-07-18T15:30:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2010-07-18T15:30:02.955+05:00</updated><title type='text'>Love loves</title><content type='html'>Give it back to the person who brought it alive in you.&lt;br /&gt;Give it to others who deem it poor in spirit. &lt;br /&gt;Give it to the world around you in anyway you can.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1727091763048973649-837505991905527353?l=sangeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jb2vSDvVsiE/Ss1Ag4iNfEI/AAAAAAAAAOg/eqrbkO-KKmk/S220/Cute_Babies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1727091763048973649.post-1450506318597238266</id><published>2010-07-12T21:17:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2010-07-12T21:17:09.758+05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='first love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jagjit Singh'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ghazal'/><title type='text'>ghazal by Jagjit Singh describe the love in a beautiful manner</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Let my song touch your lips and make it everlasting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Become my love and make my love for you immortal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Let us not be limited by life and death.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;When one loves some one, one must see the heart of the loved one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;By starting this new tradition, make this tradition everlasting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;The emptiness of my heart is akin to the loneliness of the sky.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Come into my life with the sound of your anklets (to fill the loneliness).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;By giving your breath to my song ( by singing it) make my song immortal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Whom/what so ever I have loved, the world has taken it away from me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Everyone always won and I was the one that always lost all battles.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;By losing your heart to me, make my win everlasting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Let my song touch your lips and make it everlasting&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Become my love and make my love for you immortal&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1727091763048973649-1450506318597238266?l=sangeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sangeee.blogspot.com/feeds/1450506318597238266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1727091763048973649&amp;postID=1450506318597238266&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727091763048973649/posts/default/1450506318597238266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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கொள்ளவில்லை&lt;br /&gt;நீயாவது என்னை புரிந்துகொள் ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;பெற்றோர்கள் சாபத்தை &amp;nbsp;வாங்குவதை விட நம் காதலின் சாவை &amp;nbsp;நெருங்குவோம் என்றார்!...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;நானும் சம்மதித்தேன்.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;புரிந்துகொண்டு பிரிந்து சென்றோம்!...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1727091763048973649-2925466885316590069?l=sangeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sangeee.blogspot.com/feeds/2925466885316590069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1727091763048973649&amp;postID=2925466885316590069&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727091763048973649/posts/default/2925466885316590069'/><link rel='self' 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"sangeee" &lt;img alt="http://planetsmilies.net/angel-smiley-5123.gif" src="http://planetsmilies.net/angel-smiley-5123.gif" style="border-width: 0;" title="angel smiley" /&gt; a better person..&lt;br /&gt;Even though, i cant realistically do anything about changing myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm lazy ( ha ha ha )&lt;img alt="http://planetsmilies.net/cool-smiley-9027.gif" src="http://planetsmilies.net/cool-smiley-9027.gif" style="border-width: 0;" title="cool smiley" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little rude my mom ( she always advise me.. &amp;amp; i hate it )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sleep more than 9 hours &lt;img alt="http://planetsmilies.net/tired-sleeping-smiley-4633.gif" src="http://planetsmilies.net/tired-sleeping-smiley-4633.gif" style="border-width: 0;" title="tired &amp;amp; sleeping smiley" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shout a little loud while arguing ( i have base voice. so if i raise my voice it'll be like im talking loudly ) &lt;img alt="http://planetsmilies.net/party-smiley-556.gif" src="http://planetsmilies.net/party-smiley-556.gif" style="border-width: 0;" title="party smiley" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Don't think before i speak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over Reacting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Hair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Acne&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Love Cooking.. but because of point (1) i don't do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish i put my ideas more into action&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still not found the purpose of my birth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not yet set any goal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My belly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stoped reading novels nowadays&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not keeping updates of current affairs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;impatient&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;could be more nicer than i sound&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wasting time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spending money for unwanted things&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't take criticism very well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i take silly things too seriously&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;get angry when others can't come on time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;too nervous ( but the best part is, i can hide it )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;too shy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stage fear &lt;img alt="http://planetsmilies.net/ill-violated-dead-smiley-5387.gif" src="http://planetsmilies.net/ill-violated-dead-smiley-5387.gif" style="border-width: 0;" title="ill, violated, dead smiley" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;concious about what other will think about me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;keen to know others opinion about me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not sporty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;poor eating habit &lt;img alt="http://planetsmilies.net/eat-drink-smiley-5159.gif" src="http://planetsmilies.net/eat-drink-smiley-5159.gif" style="border-width: 0;" title="eat, drink smiley" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trouble in expreessing my ideas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;short tempered &lt;img alt="http://planetsmilies.net/violent-smiley-1526.gif" src="http://planetsmilies.net/violent-smiley-1526.gif" style="border-width: 0;" title="violent smiley" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take servous matters kinda jolly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not doing excercise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a little bad mannered&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love arguing (especially being the devils advocate )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im single&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jealous &lt;img alt="http://planetsmilies.net/angel-smiley-5104.gif" src="http://planetsmilies.net/angel-smiley-5104.gif" style="border-width: 0;" title="angel smiley" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't save money&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my nose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fishing compliements&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a little cynical ( i have no idea of getting into relationship. But my friends are married &amp;amp; having kids - i pity myself for not started to live ) &lt;img alt="http://planetsmilies.net/angel-smiley-5102.gif" src="http://planetsmilies.net/angel-smiley-5102.gif" style="border-width: 0;" title="angel smiley" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant keep my room clean&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the insecure feeling that arise often&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont agree with others opinion ( i love arguing )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A rebellion with out any cause&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spending most time online &lt;img alt="http://planetsmilies.net/tired-sleeping-smiley-4634.gif" src="http://planetsmilies.net/tired-sleeping-smiley-4634.gif" style="border-width: 0;" title="tired &amp;amp; sleeping smiley" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;easily frustated&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;give up too easily&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not caring about my appearance like before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't follow rules&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the way my life takes me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i talk too much&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trouble getting out of bed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't tell the truth always&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the fake smile when im unhappy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;emotional&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;forget to take my pills&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't work on fixed schedule&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i feel nobody understands me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't accept my failures &lt;img alt="http://planetsmilies.net/angel-smiley-8427.gif" src="http://planetsmilies.net/angel-smiley-8427.gif" style="border-width: 0;" title="angel smiley" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not very engeritic in morning &lt;img alt="http://planetsmilies.net/tired-sleeping-smiley-4642.gif" src="http://planetsmilies.net/tired-sleeping-smiley-4642.gif" style="border-width: 0;" title="tired &amp;amp; sleeping smiley" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm not very postive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not saying sorry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;forget to say thanks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No self control&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;playing with my hair often&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bitting nails&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't sit straight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't wear heals&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm getting old&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i eat when i'm upset or bored &lt;img alt="http://planetsmilies.net/eat-drink-smiley-7854.gif" src="http://planetsmilies.net/eat-drink-smiley-7854.gif" style="border-width: 0;" title="eat, drink smiley" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;doing same things ( work ) every day &lt;img alt="http://planetsmilies.net/angry-smiley-1413.gif" src="http://planetsmilies.net/angry-smiley-1413.gif" style="border-width: 0;" title="angry smiley" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;taking long time for sending mails ( especially officials mails i used to think 3 - 4 times before &amp;amp; after i type the mail )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;use S*@%+ word often&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spending too much time in thinking rather than doing it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;using the words "like" &amp;amp; "actually" often&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A crocked teeth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm tall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still behaving childish &lt;img alt="http://planetsmilies.net/person-smiley-1094.gif" src="http://planetsmilies.net/person-smiley-1094.gif" style="border-width: 0;" title="person smiley" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because of compulsion when i do the things that i don't like to do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not wishing my friends birthday &amp;amp; anniversaries&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In that situations when i can't help others&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my eye ( it will be a little big )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cunning thoughts &lt;img src="http://planetsmilies.net/vicious-smiley-1815.gif" alt="http://planetsmilies.net/vicious-smiley-1815.gif" title="vicious smiley" style="border-width:0;"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i have to smile &amp;amp; talk to the person i don't like &lt;img alt="http://planetsmilies.net/violent-smiley-1479.gif" src="http://planetsmilies.net/violent-smiley-1479.gif" style="border-width: 0;" title="violent smiley" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when the captcha's go wrong &lt;img alt="http://planetsmilies.net/violent-smiley-1491.gif" src="http://planetsmilies.net/violent-smiley-1491.gif" style="border-width: 0;" title="violent smiley" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i'm out of nails for biting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And finally not updating my blog often&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1727091763048973649-3885486304697354211?l=sangeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sangeee.blogspot.com/feeds/3885486304697354211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1727091763048973649&amp;postID=3885486304697354211&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727091763048973649/posts/default/3885486304697354211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727091763048973649/posts/default/3885486304697354211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sangeee.blogspot.com/2010/07/87-things-i-dont-like-about-myself.html' title='87 things i dont like about myself'/><author><name>Sangeee's Diary....</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15914230065034053427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jb2vSDvVsiE/Ss1Ag4iNfEI/AAAAAAAAAOg/eqrbkO-KKmk/S220/Cute_Babies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1727091763048973649.post-8528689023622320380</id><published>2010-07-01T01:27:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2010-07-02T13:30:11.739+05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='offical tragidy'/><title type='text'>Tragic....</title><content type='html'>Continuing with the &lt;a href="http://sangeee.blogspot.com/2010/05/notepad-vs-notepad.html"&gt;notepad Vs notepad&lt;/a&gt;, another tragic comedy by the same person...&lt;br /&gt;He was complaining to another TL in our room that he was getting some unwanted calls from the name "Leaving.."&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; a rose was bliking next to the word "Leaving.."...&lt;br /&gt;I told them that call must be from ur GF..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myofficialtragediccomedy.blogspot.com/"&gt;Venkat&lt;/a&gt; Came @ that time.. he too told that it must be from ur GF..&lt;br /&gt;But that guy added that when he attens that call noone is in the otherside... it was blank...&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; wen he sees the call registery there is no number registered in the "Missed Calls" &amp;amp; "Answered Calls"...&lt;br /&gt;We were confused.. we then got his cell &amp;amp; checked it... &lt;br /&gt;You know what we found???..&lt;br /&gt;It was a "Remainder"...&lt;br /&gt;UUFFFF.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1727091763048973649-8528689023622320380?l=sangeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sangeee.blogspot.com/feeds/8528689023622320380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1727091763048973649&amp;postID=8528689023622320380&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727091763048973649/posts/default/8528689023622320380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727091763048973649/posts/default/8528689023622320380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sangeee.blogspot.com/2010/07/tragic.html' title='Tragic....'/><author><name>Sangeee's Diary....</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15914230065034053427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jb2vSDvVsiE/Ss1Ag4iNfEI/AAAAAAAAAOg/eqrbkO-KKmk/S220/Cute_Babies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1727091763048973649.post-7329006078577395216</id><published>2010-06-16T08:33:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2010-06-16T08:33:27.259+05:00</updated><title type='text'>DAY "3"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jb2vSDvVsiE/TBhF4loNm-I/AAAAAAAAAvQ/iyoIPse6WJM/s1600/bangaladesh.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jb2vSDvVsiE/TBhF4loNm-I/AAAAAAAAAvQ/iyoIPse6WJM/s320/bangaladesh.jpg" width="186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think its gonna b a little tough day...&lt;br /&gt;these two days i had 1 chapathi in home @ morning...&lt;br /&gt;but today i dint have any breakfast... im already hungry.. :( :(&lt;br /&gt;Fingers crossed!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1727091763048973649-7329006078577395216?l=sangeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sangeee.blogspot.com/feeds/7329006078577395216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1727091763048973649&amp;postID=7329006078577395216&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727091763048973649/posts/default/7329006078577395216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727091763048973649/posts/default/7329006078577395216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sangeee.blogspot.com/2010/06/day-3.html' title='DAY &quot;3&quot;'/><author><name>Sangeee's Diary....</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15914230065034053427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jb2vSDvVsiE/Ss1Ag4iNfEI/AAAAAAAAAOg/eqrbkO-KKmk/S220/Cute_Babies.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jb2vSDvVsiE/TBhF4loNm-I/AAAAAAAAAvQ/iyoIPse6WJM/s72-c/bangaladesh.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1727091763048973649.post-8498939893907672725</id><published>2010-06-14T14:25:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T14:25:15.437+05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi guys.. sorry..im kinda busy nowadays..so im rare to blog...&lt;br /&gt;this post ll be short one...just to keep u updated...&lt;br /&gt;I have bet with my friends..so today ll be "Day 1"..&lt;br /&gt;bet is i shouldnt eat anything inside my office.. that is almost for 10 hrs... &lt;br /&gt;no break time coffee &amp; biscuits..&lt;br /&gt;no lunch...&lt;br /&gt;But i should be wit them in break &amp; lunch time.. :(&lt;br /&gt;i can drink any amount of water..&lt;br /&gt;till next monday (21 june)..&lt;br /&gt;If i won, they have to give me a big teddy..&lt;br /&gt;If they won, i have to get them "FAMILY PACK" ice cream for each...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A very big Challange for a junk food freak like me..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1727091763048973649-8498939893907672725?l=sangeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sangeee.blogspot.com/feeds/8498939893907672725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1727091763048973649&amp;postID=8498939893907672725&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727091763048973649/posts/default/8498939893907672725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727091763048973649/posts/default/8498939893907672725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sangeee.blogspot.com/2010/06/hi-guys.html' title=''/><author><name>Sangeee's Diary....</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15914230065034053427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jb2vSDvVsiE/Ss1Ag4iNfEI/AAAAAAAAAOg/eqrbkO-KKmk/S220/Cute_Babies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1727091763048973649.post-140705178557388285</id><published>2010-05-31T15:23:00.001+05:00</published><updated>2010-05-31T15:23:51.783+05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>If I said im intersted in you that does'nt mean you owe my heart, that doesn't mean I love you, that even doesnt mean I like you, it only means i got intersted to know who u r, so please stop comforting me...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1727091763048973649-140705178557388285?l=sangeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sangeee.blogspot.com/feeds/140705178557388285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1727091763048973649&amp;postID=140705178557388285&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727091763048973649/posts/default/140705178557388285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727091763048973649/posts/default/140705178557388285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sangeee.blogspot.com/2010/05/if-i-said-im-intersted-in-you-that.html' title=''/><author><name>Sangeee's Diary....</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15914230065034053427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jb2vSDvVsiE/Ss1Ag4iNfEI/AAAAAAAAAOg/eqrbkO-KKmk/S220/Cute_Babies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1727091763048973649.post-6642953693122827886</id><published>2010-05-21T03:11:00.001+05:00</published><updated>2010-05-21T11:19:00.938+05:00</updated><title type='text'>The "So Called ERRORS"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Many times in our life, we would have felt emotions that were beyond comparision. Those feelings are so amazing.. no words could express what we felt... and what we still feel today when we reminisce about them...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Wonderful things aren't they?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Memories!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It is such a beautiful foreshadows of a smile.. sometimes we may even forget what we are capable of... &amp;nbsp;pure, soulful, divine, wonderful memories of what i wanted to do in life, are been achieved in my dreams and live in my heart...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Its very funny how we are thinking of things that we felt we would never be, alternate of knowing what we are really now? And to move forward and making ourselves believe it...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;well I think its so geeky thing.. isn't it?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I have never controlled myself into anything..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I never thought thought I would be...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I never thought that I would live my life like a book whose every page was already blueprinted in the end of my mind, and if at all something was not supposed to be the way it should be, that I would have an eraser ready to wipe out all traces of the 'so called error'.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I never thought what I would write in my blog (especially @this time.. its 2.45am..).. Now, before you start thinking... what the hell is she talking about, let me ask you one thing. When was the last time you felt a wonderful feeling rip throughout u? If it was on any other occasion other than the memory of something good... then you are in a gang of your own.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;For other mere Liables, like me, we rarely have anything swindle through us (with exceptions of fear and danger of street dogs hounding behind me!) When I ran through that day with a bombardment of 'memories', I felt that I had failed. Failed to see what I had with me, and chose to make these into memories that I could (if I remembered) live in the later stages of life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;That is when I decided that I don't need memories anymore.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1727091763048973649-6642953693122827886?l=sangeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sangeee.blogspot.com/feeds/6642953693122827886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1727091763048973649&amp;postID=6642953693122827886&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727091763048973649/posts/default/6642953693122827886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727091763048973649/posts/default/6642953693122827886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sangeee.blogspot.com/2010/05/so-called-errors.html' title='The &quot;So Called ERRORS&quot;'/><author><name>Sangeee's Diary....</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15914230065034053427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jb2vSDvVsiE/Ss1Ag4iNfEI/AAAAAAAAAOg/eqrbkO-KKmk/S220/Cute_Babies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1727091763048973649.post-323067952700571149</id><published>2010-05-20T20:20:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2010-05-20T20:20:00.233+05:00</updated><title type='text'>No more happiness...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jb2vSDvVsiE/S_TyLeoqKgI/AAAAAAAAAt8/zCDBQ5YKj-k/s1600/foggy,alone,sad,lighting,alone,art,beautiful-403d736e1b0a21f6959858112e48e9d1_h.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jb2vSDvVsiE/S_TyLeoqKgI/AAAAAAAAAt8/zCDBQ5YKj-k/s320/foggy,alone,sad,lighting,alone,art,beautiful-403d736e1b0a21f6959858112e48e9d1_h.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Everytime Im lonely &amp;amp; alone, i keep repeating it.. its so weird...&lt;br /&gt;How can he leave me? &lt;br /&gt;Where he went? &lt;br /&gt;What happened? &lt;br /&gt;Can he make the same rainbow without me???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing will bring him back. Nor i'll find someone to fill the empty space. The sadness, tears are with me everyday. Not sure it'll leave or i wanted it to leave. My only happiness had gone forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This had made me to grow up. I had never desired to become a woman before. I thought i could cheat life and stay a kid. Well!!! life had a different plan. Guess digging a hole &amp;amp; poring his memories in it can have that effect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a rainbow though. I have been more present these days than the lifetime before. &lt;br /&gt;No more calls …&lt;br /&gt;No more messaging in mid nights...&lt;br /&gt;No more night time rounds..&lt;br /&gt;No more hugs..&lt;br /&gt;No more kisses...&lt;br /&gt;No more fights..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;No more happiness&lt;/b&gt;...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1727091763048973649-323067952700571149?l=sangeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sangeee.blogspot.com/feeds/323067952700571149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1727091763048973649&amp;postID=323067952700571149&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727091763048973649/posts/default/323067952700571149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727091763048973649/posts/default/323067952700571149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sangeee.blogspot.com/2010/05/no-more-happiness.html' title='No more happiness...'/><author><name>Sangeee's Diary....</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15914230065034053427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jb2vSDvVsiE/Ss1Ag4iNfEI/AAAAAAAAAOg/eqrbkO-KKmk/S220/Cute_Babies.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jb2vSDvVsiE/S_TyLeoqKgI/AAAAAAAAAt8/zCDBQ5YKj-k/s72-c/foggy,alone,sad,lighting,alone,art,beautiful-403d736e1b0a21f6959858112e48e9d1_h.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1727091763048973649.post-4942322045640790241</id><published>2010-05-19T10:25:00.001+05:00</published><updated>2010-05-19T10:26:25.821+05:00</updated><title type='text'>Funny Video</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="385" width="640"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/o_w5SlW4_Bs&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xd0d0d0&amp;hl=en_US&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/o_w5SlW4_Bs&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xd0d0d0&amp;hl=en_US&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowScriptAccess="always" width="450" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1727091763048973649-4942322045640790241?l=sangeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sangeee.blogspot.com/feeds/4942322045640790241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1727091763048973649&amp;postID=4942322045640790241&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727091763048973649/posts/default/4942322045640790241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727091763048973649/posts/default/4942322045640790241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sangeee.blogspot.com/2010/05/funny-video.html' title='Funny Video'/><author><name>Sangeee's Diary....</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15914230065034053427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jb2vSDvVsiE/Ss1Ag4iNfEI/AAAAAAAAAOg/eqrbkO-KKmk/S220/Cute_Babies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1727091763048973649.post-7665680888455128711</id><published>2010-04-29T16:44:00.001+05:00</published><updated>2010-04-29T16:44:50.563+05:00</updated><title type='text'>Memories... leave me alone.. plz dont come back to me.. I need me.. I need my life.. I need to live.. I need to breathe... I need to be!!!....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1727091763048973649-7665680888455128711?l=sangeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sangeee.blogspot.com/feeds/7665680888455128711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1727091763048973649&amp;postID=7665680888455128711&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727091763048973649/posts/default/7665680888455128711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727091763048973649/posts/default/7665680888455128711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sangeee.blogspot.com/2010/04/memories-leave-me-alone-plz-dont-come.html' title='Memories... leave me alone.. plz dont come back to me..&lt;br&gt; I need me..&lt;br&gt; I need my life..&lt;br&gt; I need to live..&lt;br&gt; I need to breathe...&lt;br&gt; I need to be!!!....&lt;br&gt;'/><author><name>Sangeee's Diary....</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15914230065034053427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jb2vSDvVsiE/Ss1Ag4iNfEI/AAAAAAAAAOg/eqrbkO-KKmk/S220/Cute_Babies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1727091763048973649.post-7847087714307887361</id><published>2010-04-22T18:01:00.002+05:00</published><updated>2010-04-22T18:01:58.827+05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I don't know y... but im feeling very mushy today..maybe am i missing someone????...who that might be???&lt;br /&gt;hmmmm...i don't know y im think like this...i hav lots of friends.... &lt;br /&gt;i have very talented friend who talks like chatter box...&lt;br /&gt;friends to do 'stupid' things...&lt;br /&gt;friends to share happiness...&lt;br /&gt;friends to share my sad moments, &lt;br /&gt;friends who are really annoying....&lt;br /&gt;friends who flirt a lot...&lt;br /&gt;friends for shopping...&lt;br /&gt;friends for advicing....&lt;br /&gt;friends who really care for me...&lt;br /&gt;friends.. friends... friends... &lt;br /&gt;there are a lot of them &amp;amp; some even can't&amp;nbsp; be described..&lt;br /&gt;i hav 2 change my character to mingle with them...&lt;br /&gt;i'm very flexible..&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i can be a very polite girl..&lt;br /&gt;and sometimes it change...&lt;br /&gt;depends on the place and friends...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The eerie thing is tat, wen v 4get &amp;amp; lost contact wit our friend during school...its really very hard to 4get d frnds who were with us in our past times...played together, laughed together...happy together...cried together...broke the rule together... sharing the same hobbies...same intrest.... gossips about others...ohhh,that's too much to be stated here...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suddenly i thought about my friends...&lt;br /&gt;I miss you all so much...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1727091763048973649-7847087714307887361?l=sangeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sangeee.blogspot.com/feeds/7847087714307887361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1727091763048973649&amp;postID=7847087714307887361&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727091763048973649/posts/default/7847087714307887361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727091763048973649/posts/default/7847087714307887361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sangeee.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-dont-know-y.html' title=''/><author><name>Sangeee's Diary....</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15914230065034053427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jb2vSDvVsiE/Ss1Ag4iNfEI/AAAAAAAAAOg/eqrbkO-KKmk/S220/Cute_Babies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1727091763048973649.post-3234431715683448633</id><published>2010-04-20T09:25:00.002+05:00</published><updated>2010-04-20T09:25:54.339+05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='IM SO ALONE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I MISS YOU'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i love you so much'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='IM SO EMPTY'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ALL I WANT IS YOU'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BROKE MY HEART'/><title type='text'>After everything.. its all got wasted... YOU HAVE BROKE MY HEART &amp; now i dnt knw how to start all over again... i gave you EVERYTHING , now thers NOTHING left for me.. my heart breaks into million of pieces.. my whole world CRASH!!!! IM SO ALONE!!!... IM SO EMPTY!!!... i love you so much!!! but its all wasted... i want you!!! ALL I WANT IS YOU.. leaving me is the most miserable thing happend to me... though I LOVE YOU.. i cant force you to COME BACK!! I MISS YOU...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1727091763048973649-3234431715683448633?l=sangeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sangeee.blogspot.com/feeds/3234431715683448633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1727091763048973649&amp;postID=3234431715683448633&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727091763048973649/posts/default/3234431715683448633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727091763048973649/posts/default/3234431715683448633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sangeee.blogspot.com/2010/04/after-everything-its-all-got-wasted-you.html' title='After everything.. its all got wasted...&lt;/br&gt; YOU HAVE BROKE MY HEART &amp; now i dnt knw how to start all over again...&lt;/br&gt; i gave you EVERYTHING , now thers NOTHING left for me..&lt;/br&gt; my heart breaks into million of pieces..&lt;/br&gt; my whole world CRASH!!!!&lt;/br&gt; IM SO ALONE!!!...&lt;/br&gt; IM SO EMPTY!!!...&lt;/br&gt; i love you so much!!!&lt;/br&gt; but its all wasted...&lt;/br&gt; i want you!!!&lt;/br&gt; ALL I WANT IS YOU..&lt;/br&gt; leaving me is the most miserable thing happend to me...&lt;/br&gt; though I LOVE YOU..&lt;/br&gt; i cant force you to COME BACK!!&lt;/br&gt; I MISS YOU...'/><author><name>Sangeee's Diary....</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15914230065034053427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jb2vSDvVsiE/Ss1Ag4iNfEI/AAAAAAAAAOg/eqrbkO-KKmk/S220/Cute_Babies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1727091763048973649.post-1249366609281677260</id><published>2010-04-16T14:31:00.001+05:00</published><updated>2010-04-16T14:33:59.630+05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i hate to be here'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cared'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='little'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='loved'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='god answer me'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Even without noticing, almost got lost in thoughts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What did I do?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i feeling so little. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Like im not been loved or cared, useless and totally out of this world. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What kinda life is this?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;These feelings are always there inside me, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jb2vSDvVsiE/S8guUlpj5gI/AAAAAAAAArw/5AacCNbsF6E/s1600/327240697_d4aaa41414.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jb2vSDvVsiE/S8guUlpj5gI/AAAAAAAAArw/5AacCNbsF6E/s320/327240697_d4aaa41414.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;WHY DID U SENT ME TO THIS PLACE?! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ANSWER ME GOD! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I AM ASKING YOU, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;WHY DO I CAME TO THIS PLACE?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thing is.. I don't even understand what im doing in here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1727091763048973649-1249366609281677260?l=sangeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sangeee.blogspot.com/feeds/1249366609281677260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1727091763048973649&amp;postID=1249366609281677260&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727091763048973649/posts/default/1249366609281677260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727091763048973649/posts/default/1249366609281677260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sangeee.blogspot.com/2010/04/even-without-noticing-almost-got-lost.html' title=''/><author><name>Sangeee's Diary....</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15914230065034053427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jb2vSDvVsiE/Ss1Ag4iNfEI/AAAAAAAAAOg/eqrbkO-KKmk/S220/Cute_Babies.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jb2vSDvVsiE/S8guUlpj5gI/AAAAAAAAArw/5AacCNbsF6E/s72-c/327240697_d4aaa41414.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1727091763048973649.post-4596190153310433987</id><published>2010-04-14T09:41:00.001+05:00</published><updated>2010-04-14T09:41:07.649+05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='அனைவருக்கும் எனது இதயம் நிறைந்த இனிய தமிழ் புத்தாண்டு நல்வாழ்த்துக்கள்'/><title type='text'>அனைவருக்கும் எனது இதயம் நிறைந்த இனிய தமிழ் புத்தாண்டு நல்வாழ்த்துக்கள்!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1727091763048973649-4596190153310433987?l=sangeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sangeee.blogspot.com/feeds/4596190153310433987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1727091763048973649&amp;postID=4596190153310433987&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727091763048973649/posts/default/4596190153310433987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727091763048973649/posts/default/4596190153310433987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sangeee.blogspot.com/2010/04/blog-post.html' title='அனைவருக்கும் எனது இதயம் நிறைந்த இனிய தமிழ் புத்தாண்டு நல்வாழ்த்துக்கள்!'/><author><name>Sangeee's Diary....</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15914230065034053427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jb2vSDvVsiE/Ss1Ag4iNfEI/AAAAAAAAAOg/eqrbkO-KKmk/S220/Cute_Babies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1727091763048973649.post-2502791106592031133</id><published>2010-04-05T16:22:00.003+05:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T16:24:33.458+05:00</updated><title type='text'>I wanted to tell you how i felt...but whenever i tried, it seems like a backfire.  I wanted to tell you how much it pains...but it seems like i came across as inconsiderate, unreasonable, selfish. I wanted to tell you that I need you... but it seems like there are much more important things.  I wanted to tell  you how much I loved you... but it seems like im being repetitive.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1727091763048973649-2502791106592031133?l=sangeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sangeee.blogspot.com/feeds/2502791106592031133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1727091763048973649&amp;postID=2502791106592031133&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727091763048973649/posts/default/2502791106592031133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727091763048973649/posts/default/2502791106592031133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sangeee.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-wanted-to-tell-you-how-i-feltbut.html' title='I wanted to tell you how i felt...but whenever i tried, it seems like a backfire. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; I wanted to tell you how much it pains...but it seems like i came across as inconsiderate, unreasonable, selfish.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; I wanted to tell you that I need you... but it seems like there are much more important things. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; I wanted to tell  you how much I loved you... but it seems like im being repetitive.'/><author><name>Sangeee's Diary....</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15914230065034053427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jb2vSDvVsiE/Ss1Ag4iNfEI/AAAAAAAAAOg/eqrbkO-KKmk/S220/Cute_Babies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1727091763048973649.post-490034449800182275</id><published>2010-04-01T17:56:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2010-04-01T17:56:50.025+05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='KIDS LETTER TO GOD'/><title type='text'>Letters to GOD!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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You would say nothing is wrong... but why am i feeling this way if everything is going good??? Why am i always questioning our relationship??? Why its hurting??? Why the tears are not stop flowing???...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1727091763048973649-259656479092985047?l=sangeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sangeee.blogspot.com/feeds/259656479092985047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1727091763048973649&amp;postID=259656479092985047&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727091763048973649/posts/default/259656479092985047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727091763048973649/posts/default/259656479092985047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sangeee.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-wished-i-told-you-that-something.html' title='I wished i told you that something wrong is gonna happen...&lt;br&gt; something doesn&apos;t feel normal...&lt;br&gt; it seemed like you are never gonna understand it&lt;br&gt; or&lt;br&gt; is it that i&apos;m insane for thinking such thing???&lt;br&gt; You would say nothing is wrong...&lt;br&gt; but why am i feeling this way if everything is going good???&lt;br&gt; Why am i always questioning our relationship???&lt;br&gt; Why its hurting???&lt;br&gt; Why the tears are not stop flowing???...'/><author><name>Sangeee's Diary....</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15914230065034053427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jb2vSDvVsiE/Ss1Ag4iNfEI/AAAAAAAAAOg/eqrbkO-KKmk/S220/Cute_Babies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1727091763048973649.post-249407847585572052</id><published>2010-03-25T17:23:00.002+05:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T17:24:35.426+05:00</updated><title type='text'>Why did God let fall for it in the first place... It makes me wonder... Does d life really worth for all the pain??? or its like trying to find a needle in a hay stack?? Why does its got by some people who don't deserve it... Those who try are given the scraps...  &amp; Treated like nothing...  Love is d most dangerous thing aint it???...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1727091763048973649-249407847585572052?l=sangeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sangeee.blogspot.com/feeds/249407847585572052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1727091763048973649&amp;postID=249407847585572052&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727091763048973649/posts/default/249407847585572052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727091763048973649/posts/default/249407847585572052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sangeee.blogspot.com/2010/03/why-did-god-let-it-fall-for-that-in.html' title='Why did God let fall for it in the first place...&lt;br&gt; It makes me wonder...&lt;br&gt; Does d life really worth for all the pain???&lt;br&gt; or its like trying to find a needle in a hay stack??&lt;br&gt; Why does its got by some people who don&apos;t deserve it...&lt;br&gt; Those who try are given the scraps... &lt;br&gt; &amp; Treated like nothing... &lt;br&gt; Love is d most dangerous thing aint it???...'/><author><name>Sangeee's Diary....</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15914230065034053427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jb2vSDvVsiE/Ss1Ag4iNfEI/AAAAAAAAAOg/eqrbkO-KKmk/S220/Cute_Babies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1727091763048973649.post-324835251970276311</id><published>2010-03-25T16:53:00.001+05:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T16:53:30.368+05:00</updated><title type='text'>I have heard - "To forgive is to forget.." I forgave u..but cant forget the pain.. Im learning to live with it.. Getting over something is not that easy...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1727091763048973649-324835251970276311?l=sangeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sangeee.blogspot.com/feeds/324835251970276311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1727091763048973649&amp;postID=324835251970276311&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727091763048973649/posts/default/324835251970276311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727091763048973649/posts/default/324835251970276311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sangeee.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-have-heard-to-forgive-is-to-forget-i.html' title='I have heard - &quot;To forgive is to forget..&quot;&lt;br&gt; I forgave u..but cant forget the pain..&lt;br&gt; Im learning to live with it..&lt;br&gt; Getting over something is not that easy...'/><author><name>Sangeee's Diary....</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15914230065034053427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jb2vSDvVsiE/Ss1Ag4iNfEI/AAAAAAAAAOg/eqrbkO-KKmk/S220/Cute_Babies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1727091763048973649.post-2951910676171895367</id><published>2010-03-25T16:14:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T16:14:18.610+05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wit d memories about us again.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Here im'/><title type='text'>Here im, wit d memories about us again.</title><content type='html'>All i know now is that i’ve grew a lot since then you left me. I dont wanna admit myself all d drama &amp;amp; all d attention back now. I loved it.But i luvd it @ d begning wen i was not worried of d consequences tat comes later. i always luvd d way u made me 2 feel. Im amazed how u always made me fly in clouds &amp;amp; 4 d moments i believed tat things cud b different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things hav changed now. now i'm wishing so many times tat i cud 4get u, but tat never gonna happen I think..u are always on my mind, it seems, bcoz even small things triggers my mind about u. im tryin 2 push it away, instead of dealing with it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i suppose i shud start learn 2 understand my own emotions.. &amp;amp; there r lot of it &amp;amp; its all ur fault...&lt;br /&gt;damn... i don’t even know whyd hell  i’m writing this. It s not like u will never know wat i thinking bcoz  im a photocopy memory of yours, if anything happened. i see u and tell wat u feel. &amp;amp; i know things will never b d same between us. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but d thing s, its not over. im realizin that its not yet over &amp;amp; never going to be over... jezzz.. save  me plz... may b i shud hav dealt wit it better than i did it b4. but i couldn't, &amp;amp; now things hav bcom much more messy. it wud never go away; it cant b forgotten...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1727091763048973649-2951910676171895367?l=sangeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sangeee.blogspot.com/feeds/2951910676171895367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jb2vSDvVsiE/Ss1Ag4iNfEI/AAAAAAAAAOg/eqrbkO-KKmk/S220/Cute_Babies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1727091763048973649.post-2307111570433637358</id><published>2010-03-15T17:01:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T17:01:39.098+05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vague'/><title type='text'>What do you mean by that?Explain me...Are you being vague??Are you gauging my thoughts??? orIs it just because you are elder and don't know any better yet?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1727091763048973649-2307111570433637358?l=sangeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sangeee.blogspot.com/feeds/2307111570433637358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A day with Sangeee.. hei.. im the VVIP person of myself guys...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Actually i took these photos last week sunday... but kinda busy.. so couldnt post it...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So.. here is my sunday happenings..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I waked @ 5.30 to go to gym.. but&amp;nbsp; it was closed... so i returned to home.. omn the way in RCEnclave i picked some jasmine flower.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jb2vSDvVsiE/S4h_Y0Ul_8I/AAAAAAAAAhI/VXAzpmg469o/s1600-h/20100227071326.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jb2vSDvVsiE/S4h_Y0Ul_8I/AAAAAAAAAhI/VXAzpmg469o/s320/20100227071326.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;amp; ofcourse i got scolding for this &amp;amp; for being still childish..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then i went to terrace...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Morning Scenery was really cool...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jb2vSDvVsiE/S4h-KhJmmeI/AAAAAAAAAdI/zhCogLY9BWs/s1600-h/20100227064957.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jb2vSDvVsiE/S4h-KhJmmeI/AAAAAAAAAdI/zhCogLY9BWs/s320/20100227064957.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jb2vSDvVsiE/S4h-NeTnIcI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/Tdz9jhU8gjQ/s1600-h/20100227065028.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jb2vSDvVsiE/S4h-NeTnIcI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/Tdz9jhU8gjQ/s320/20100227065028.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jb2vSDvVsiE/S4h-XEimRkI/AAAAAAAAAdo/DblOD9IahcQ/s1600-h/20100227065245.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jb2vSDvVsiE/S4h-XEimRkI/AAAAAAAAAdo/DblOD9IahcQ/s320/20100227065245.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jb2vSDvVsiE/S4h-pE7t4zI/AAAAAAAAAeg/kymB0a7otAM/s1600-h/20100227065949.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jb2vSDvVsiE/S4h-pE7t4zI/AAAAAAAAAeg/kymB0a7otAM/s320/20100227065949.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jb2vSDvVsiE/S4h-qhmEIdI/AAAAAAAAAeo/VMRrOlXTTt4/s1600-h/20100227070015.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jb2vSDvVsiE/S4h-qhmEIdI/AAAAAAAAAeo/VMRrOlXTTt4/s320/20100227070015.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jb2vSDvVsiE/S4h-tx6uKlI/AAAAAAAAAe4/XE7dJM4T1hI/s1600-h/20100227070127.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jb2vSDvVsiE/S4h-tx6uKlI/AAAAAAAAAe4/XE7dJM4T1hI/s320/20100227070127.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jb2vSDvVsiE/S4h-vuu0bYI/AAAAAAAAAfA/Flpfy-k1BlQ/s1600-h/20100227070157.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jb2vSDvVsiE/S4h-vuu0bYI/AAAAAAAAAfA/Flpfy-k1BlQ/s320/20100227070157.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jb2vSDvVsiE/S4h-xJlHEcI/AAAAAAAAAfI/_t_kbko5IKg/s1600-h/20100227070250.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jb2vSDvVsiE/S4h-xJlHEcI/AAAAAAAAAfI/_t_kbko5IKg/s320/20100227070250.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jb2vSDvVsiE/S4h-ypUDWUI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/f-vLc90cMgA/s1600-h/20100227070313.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jb2vSDvVsiE/S4h-ypUDWUI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/f-vLc90cMgA/s320/20100227070313.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And this is my favorite place...seeing the sky sitting above water tank... wow.. i feel like the sky is near to me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jb2vSDvVsiE/S4h-sFFGnPI/AAAAAAAAAew/B9mnJrddDw8/s1600-h/20100227070103.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jb2vSDvVsiE/S4h-sFFGnPI/AAAAAAAAAew/B9mnJrddDw8/s320/20100227070103.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is my neighborhood... this tree looks very beautiful... i dont know wat tree is it.. but it ll be having big red flowers.. &amp;amp; many birds eat something from that flower,,,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jb2vSDvVsiE/S4h98aFxKBI/AAAAAAAAAco/c9DS9EN3OwY/s1600-h/20100227064603.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jb2vSDvVsiE/S4h98aFxKBI/AAAAAAAAAco/c9DS9EN3OwY/s320/20100227064603.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jb2vSDvVsiE/S4h-VR-GVpI/AAAAAAAAAdg/4OsYBNA3gwA/s1600-h/20100227065200.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jb2vSDvVsiE/S4h-VR-GVpI/AAAAAAAAAdg/4OsYBNA3gwA/s320/20100227065200.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This is the pix of badam tree near the gate of my house...&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jb2vSDvVsiE/S4h-EncUT6I/AAAAAAAAAc4/a4qQOlnshZg/s1600-h/20100227064804.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jb2vSDvVsiE/S4h-EncUT6I/AAAAAAAAAc4/a4qQOlnshZg/s320/20100227064804.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jb2vSDvVsiE/S4h-37nVv7I/AAAAAAAAAfg/4EYLXNK5gY0/s1600-h/20100227070445.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jb2vSDvVsiE/S4h-37nVv7I/AAAAAAAAAfg/4EYLXNK5gY0/s320/20100227070445.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jb2vSDvVsiE/S4h-7KBZjHI/AAAAAAAAAfo/Uc6tKj0FHJw/s1600-h/20100227070511.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jb2vSDvVsiE/S4h-7KBZjHI/AAAAAAAAAfo/Uc6tKj0FHJw/s320/20100227070511.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jb2vSDvVsiE/S4h_BAZuJBI/AAAAAAAAAf4/qt10zDxJ4Zg/s1600-h/20100227070532.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jb2vSDvVsiE/S4h_BAZuJBI/AAAAAAAAAf4/qt10zDxJ4Zg/s320/20100227070532.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Behind the screen is my master-piece...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Wanna See....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Scroll down...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jb2vSDvVsiE/S4h_Jld8IFI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/qGeeG6b38h8/s1600-h/20100227070745.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jb2vSDvVsiE/S4h_Jld8IFI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/qGeeG6b38h8/s320/20100227070745.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jb2vSDvVsiE/S4h_MU1hFhI/AAAAAAAAAgY/IaCI-ci8n6k/s1600-h/20100227070814.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jb2vSDvVsiE/S4h_MU1hFhI/AAAAAAAAAgY/IaCI-ci8n6k/s320/20100227070814.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;How is it???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Most of my friends dont know i paint a little..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I did glass painting on my window...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It took me 2 days to complete it..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Close-Up view from inside my house..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jb2vSDvVsiE/S4h_PL3Sm4I/AAAAAAAAAgg/aqUReTcItrI/s1600-h/20100227070842.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jb2vSDvVsiE/S4h_PL3Sm4I/AAAAAAAAAgg/aqUReTcItrI/s320/20100227070842.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here its view from outside my house..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jb2vSDvVsiE/S4h_HHSZ6wI/AAAAAAAAAgI/mC9pwRGivyI/s1600-h/20100227070617.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jb2vSDvVsiE/S4h_HHSZ6wI/AAAAAAAAAgI/mC9pwRGivyI/s320/20100227070617.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This painting is in my room..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But because of exposure of sun, its faded.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jb2vSDvVsiE/S4h_S6Vq7FI/AAAAAAAAAgw/XWFekQKRrHc/s1600-h/20100227070925.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jb2vSDvVsiE/S4h_S6Vq7FI/AAAAAAAAAgw/XWFekQKRrHc/s320/20100227070925.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Tomato plant backside in my balcony&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jb2vSDvVsiE/S4h_UVBXerI/AAAAAAAAAg4/X5ZQqZbA2Fk/s1600-h/20100227070953.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jb2vSDvVsiE/S4h_UVBXerI/AAAAAAAAAg4/X5ZQqZbA2Fk/s320/20100227070953.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Tulasi maadam&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jb2vSDvVsiE/S4h_XcdP_kI/AAAAAAAAAhA/7cCk-k_RMJU/s1600-h/20100227071023.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jb2vSDvVsiE/S4h_XcdP_kI/AAAAAAAAAhA/7cCk-k_RMJU/s320/20100227071023.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Now.. lets go inside my house...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My house&amp;nbsp; looked a little messy...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I cleaned it on sunday...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;See how messy it is...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jb2vSDvVsiE/S5I5vJwZqMI/AAAAAAAAAjk/--GFF0y2eOU/s1600-h/20100228121300.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jb2vSDvVsiE/S5I5vJwZqMI/AAAAAAAAAjk/--GFF0y2eOU/s320/20100228121300.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jb2vSDvVsiE/S5I5w9cv_EI/AAAAAAAAAjs/eqT0PtB5xlc/s1600-h/20100228121321.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jb2vSDvVsiE/S5I5w9cv_EI/AAAAAAAAAjs/eqT0PtB5xlc/s320/20100228121321.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;After sangeee's magic..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;See how clean it is....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jb2vSDvVsiE/S5I5y0ewyAI/AAAAAAAAAj0/JsQB656B2WU/s1600-h/20100228121456.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jb2vSDvVsiE/S5I5y0ewyAI/AAAAAAAAAj0/JsQB656B2WU/s320/20100228121456.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jb2vSDvVsiE/S5I51A8Nb2I/AAAAAAAAAj8/AB1_auCoyUY/s1600-h/20100228122030.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jb2vSDvVsiE/S5I51A8Nb2I/AAAAAAAAAj8/AB1_auCoyUY/s320/20100228122030.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jb2vSDvVsiE/S5I52nLqDXI/AAAAAAAAAkE/iea7WlaYmrQ/s1600-h/20100228122309.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jb2vSDvVsiE/S5I52nLqDXI/AAAAAAAAAkE/iea7WlaYmrQ/s320/20100228122309.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jb2vSDvVsiE/S5I54Kz1MMI/AAAAAAAAAkM/mFgshaFznME/s1600-h/20100228122340.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jb2vSDvVsiE/S5I54Kz1MMI/AAAAAAAAAkM/mFgshaFznME/s320/20100228122340.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jb2vSDvVsiE/S5I56Z5fSnI/AAAAAAAAAkU/N8yNbqEsarw/s1600-h/20100228122441.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jb2vSDvVsiE/S5I56Z5fSnI/AAAAAAAAAkU/N8yNbqEsarw/s320/20100228122441.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jb2vSDvVsiE/S5I9u9HHnGI/AAAAAAAAAmE/A88S1YR-hFE/s1600-h/20100228122852.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jb2vSDvVsiE/S5I9u9HHnGI/AAAAAAAAAmE/A88S1YR-hFE/s320/20100228122852.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;You are right.. this is my room.. it ll be a little messy...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jb2vSDvVsiE/S5I7099ZnjI/AAAAAAAAAlk/BJOl-lsPYt4/s1600-h/20100228123136.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jb2vSDvVsiE/S5I7099ZnjI/AAAAAAAAAlk/BJOl-lsPYt4/s320/20100228123136.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jb2vSDvVsiE/S5Ugef9Hz5I/AAAAAAAAAmQ/8p8ZqyU2sLU/s1600-h/20100228122957.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jb2vSDvVsiE/S5Ugef9Hz5I/AAAAAAAAAmQ/8p8ZqyU2sLU/s320/20100228122957.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;see... how neatly i made it...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jb2vSDvVsiE/S5UgrmKd0tI/AAAAAAAAAmg/K0Aa6C57AsM/s1600-h/20100228131537.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jb2vSDvVsiE/S5UgrmKd0tI/AAAAAAAAAmg/K0Aa6C57AsM/s320/20100228131537.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;My system before...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jb2vSDvVsiE/S5UgguIRtjI/AAAAAAAAAmY/xxGK99cONVE/s1600-h/20100228123024.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jb2vSDvVsiE/S5UgguIRtjI/AAAAAAAAAmY/xxGK99cONVE/s320/20100228123024.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;After cleaning...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jb2vSDvVsiE/S5Ug7KPvifI/AAAAAAAAAmo/pvSpST34vZU/s1600-h/20100228131508.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jb2vSDvVsiE/S5Ug7KPvifI/AAAAAAAAAmo/pvSpST34vZU/s320/20100228131508.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;My dressing table after cleaning...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jb2vSDvVsiE/S5UhHSyHLMI/AAAAAAAAAmw/jWYHkC5b7GE/s1600-h/20100228144607.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jb2vSDvVsiE/S5UhHSyHLMI/AAAAAAAAAmw/jWYHkC5b7GE/s320/20100228144607.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;After that i had lunch..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and started seeing tv...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jb2vSDvVsiE/S5UhSJdVbhI/AAAAAAAAAm4/n8s0GPtRdV4/s1600-h/20100306184035.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jb2vSDvVsiE/S5UhSJdVbhI/AAAAAAAAAm4/n8s0GPtRdV4/s320/20100306184035.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;A miracle happened that day..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;you know what??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;i putted kolam...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;with flower..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This is the inside &amp;amp; outside door step of my house...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jb2vSDvVsiE/S5UhfHK0YWI/AAAAAAAAAnA/nusH4TiQ4NI/s1600-h/20100306162056.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jb2vSDvVsiE/S5UhfHK0YWI/AAAAAAAAAnA/nusH4TiQ4NI/s320/20100306162056.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jb2vSDvVsiE/S5UhjS5s8II/AAAAAAAAAnI/s3GFqfa6dIg/s1600-h/20100306162147.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jb2vSDvVsiE/S5UhjS5s8II/AAAAAAAAAnI/s3GFqfa6dIg/s320/20100306162147.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jb2vSDvVsiE/S5UhmpH1FLI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/Pw89K_chbL4/s1600-h/20100306162117.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jb2vSDvVsiE/S5UhmpH1FLI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/Pw89K_chbL4/s320/20100306162117.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jb2vSDvVsiE/S5UhoxhZSII/AAAAAAAAAnY/LhuZFvpopfw/s1600-h/20100306162226.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jb2vSDvVsiE/S5UhoxhZSII/AAAAAAAAAnY/LhuZFvpopfw/s320/20100306162226.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;i can see moon sitting inside my house...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jb2vSDvVsiE/S5Uh8wQXqRI/AAAAAAAAAng/Uo45mm4OGz0/s1600-h/20100227183858.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jb2vSDvVsiE/S5Uh8wQXqRI/AAAAAAAAAng/Uo45mm4OGz0/s320/20100227183858.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;amp; this pix i took in terrace..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jb2vSDvVsiE/S5Uh-V10m8I/AAAAAAAAAno/cEPAaqGLYec/s1600-h/20100227184031.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jb2vSDvVsiE/S5Uh-V10m8I/AAAAAAAAAno/cEPAaqGLYec/s320/20100227184031.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1727091763048973649.post-5030550481096536878</id><published>2010-03-09T11:17:00.003+05:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T11:18:03.782+05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life is too short to be afraid of getting hurt'/><title type='text'>Life is too short to be afraid of getting hurted...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1727091763048973649-5030550481096536878?l=sangeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sangeee.blogspot.com/feeds/5030550481096536878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1727091763048973649&amp;postID=5030550481096536878&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727091763048973649/posts/default/5030550481096536878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727091763048973649/posts/default/5030550481096536878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sangeee.blogspot.com/2010/03/life-is-too-short-to-be-afraid-of.html' title='Life is too short to be afraid of getting hurted...'/><author><name>Sangeee's Diary....</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15914230065034053427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jb2vSDvVsiE/Ss1Ag4iNfEI/AAAAAAAAAOg/eqrbkO-KKmk/S220/Cute_Babies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1727091763048973649.post-5372170647280652863</id><published>2010-02-26T16:19:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T16:19:35.254+05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='girls like guys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='first love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love failure'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='guys likes gals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rules to be followed'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Expressions of life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='true love'/><title type='text'>Expressions of life!!!</title><content type='html'>After my last post I was thinking of the difference in gender attitude. And I had framed some rules for dealing with gals.. so lets see what best i come up with..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here are some untold rules for guys to deal with gals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jb2vSDvVsiE/S4etMexkUiI/AAAAAAAAAbY/OyHdQUbFXB8/s1600-h/3595662019_99ce7910ba.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jb2vSDvVsiE/S4etMexkUiI/AAAAAAAAAbY/OyHdQUbFXB8/s320/3595662019_99ce7910ba.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;1.The first thing is gals always makes the rules, but its not for them to follow.&lt;br /&gt;2.And those rules can change at any time without prior notification.&lt;br /&gt;3.Possibly no guy can know all those rules.&lt;br /&gt;4.If the girl came to know that a guy knows all the rules, then she'll immediately change some or all of the rules.&lt;br /&gt;5.Girls are never wrong.&lt;br /&gt;6.If she is wrong, it is bcoz of a the misunderstanding which was a direct result of something the guy did or said wrongly.&lt;br /&gt;7.If (6) applies, then the guy must apologize for causing the misunderstanding. And a apology without flowers or any gift is not acceptable...&lt;br /&gt;8.She can change her mind at any point in time.&lt;br /&gt;9.But the guy must never change his mind.&lt;br /&gt;10.Girl has the right to be angry or upset at any time.&lt;br /&gt;11.But the male must be calm at all times, unless the girl wants him to be angry or upset.&lt;br /&gt;12. Any attempt to document these rules will result in harm to the guy.&lt;br /&gt;13. Guys are expected to mind-read gals all times.&lt;br /&gt;14. At any time, if the guy thinks he is right, he must refer to Rule #5 &lt;br /&gt;15. And Guys are never allowed to use “Is that all?” when the gal is complaining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These rules are meant to be followed....&lt;br /&gt;If you dint follow&amp;nbsp; these rules then you will be accused....&lt;br /&gt;Girls will sue you....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmm....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now lets see the attitude difference...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a girls gang, if one girl doesnt have a boy friend, all the other girls will team-up to find a date for that girl. But if you’re a guy who hangs out with a group some dudes and if one guy doesn’t have a bf, then the other guys will make fun of him... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jb2vSDvVsiE/S4etNa_rBwI/AAAAAAAAAbg/KfYnDXzKC2k/s1600-h/boys-vs-girls.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jb2vSDvVsiE/S4etNa_rBwI/AAAAAAAAAbg/KfYnDXzKC2k/s320/boys-vs-girls.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a girls gang, if one needs to use the restroom, all girls in that gang will go to the restroom to keep her company. If you are a guy and hanging out with your dude gang, and ask to come to restroom, the next thing coming to you will be a punch on the face...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When a girl go to malls or for a shopping, she likes to take her time to look around things even though she came to the mall to buy 1 or 2&amp;nbsp; things and leaves the place with about twice as many things as they planed to buy...When a guy go to the mall, the one thing in mind will be what he has planned to buy. He just go in, get it, and leave. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If a gal's relationship just ended, she'll cry, tell out to all her friends and write a poem about how guys are so idioic. After a week later she'll be totally be over it. If a guy ends his relationship, he would send a letter to his ex-gf after 5 or 6 month later saying how much he hates her. Then on the next day he'll writing another letter saying how much he is so sorry and wishes to be with her and write a long lists of reasons why he started to like her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jb2vSDvVsiE/S4etPPEHBnI/AAAAAAAAAbo/Wo31mMYvC7A/s1600-h/lovers.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jb2vSDvVsiE/S4etPPEHBnI/AAAAAAAAAbo/Wo31mMYvC7A/s320/lovers.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The names of girls in a gang will be Catherine, Jennifer, Mary, and Elizabeth, and they will be reffered as Catherine, Jenny, Mary, and Beth. In a guys gang, the guys named as&amp;nbsp; Micheal, John and Ted&amp;nbsp; will be refered as Looser, Godzilla and Egg head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If a girl gets lost while driving, she'll stop at the coming gas station or ask any&amp;nbsp; “decently” looking person walking on the street. If its a guy, he'll keep driving until he find his way, and never admit that&amp;nbsp; he is lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of the men dont like to talk about their feelings because they think it gives them physical pain. (I have read somewhere that men have a increased blood flow and nerve activity when they speak about emotional subjects).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A girl always tries to improve the guy she is wants to be with. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you know, that not all gals are like that, and not all guys are like that. There are always exceptions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both boys and girls are looking for their right match!!! Since im talking about guys and girls, let me say that most girls dont like promiscuous guys! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No - One is perfect... But everyone wants a stand for themselves bcoz no one wants to loose in the fight... I my opnion everyone is trying to be a better person than somebody but not in their own way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be yourself... Dont try to act like something you are not, because soon the true colors will be seen.. And the failure will be a downfall. You don't want to regret that one!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guys, if you really like a girl, go for her. And if you're not interested in her, then don't give a damn chances... We are humans, not lab mice... Don't hesitate expressing yourselves...Also try to be a little considerate about girls' feelings. And if one breaks your heart, it doesn't mean all the rest will...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dont limit yourself..Be open to life... Don't judge someone just because of what they appear to be. You may even find a lovely, warm girl hiding beneath the giggly idiot..or a good sensitive man beneath a tall well-built serious guy..give life a chance..don't lose your hopes because of any failure..it might&amp;nbsp; probably happened to you because s/he was not right choice for you.. Start looking forward to the better one to come along..And stop generalizing...Bcoz everyone is different..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1727091763048973649-5372170647280652863?l=sangeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sangeee.blogspot.com/feeds/5372170647280652863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1727091763048973649&amp;postID=5372170647280652863&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727091763048973649/posts/default/5372170647280652863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727091763048973649/posts/default/5372170647280652863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sangeee.blogspot.com/2010/02/expressions-of-life.html' title='Expressions of life!!!'/><author><name>Sangeee's Diary....</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15914230065034053427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jb2vSDvVsiE/Ss1Ag4iNfEI/AAAAAAAAAOg/eqrbkO-KKmk/S220/Cute_Babies.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jb2vSDvVsiE/S4etMexkUiI/AAAAAAAAAbY/OyHdQUbFXB8/s72-c/3595662019_99ce7910ba.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1727091763048973649.post-2917861890911610510</id><published>2010-02-25T11:03:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2010-02-25T11:03:26.158+05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sangeetha'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sweeping study'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heart disease'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='girls talk more than guys'/><title type='text'>Am i skeptic???</title><content type='html'>Do girls talk more than guys?? Might be true.. &lt;b&gt;Some research say that women talk almost three times as much as men, girls uses average of&amp;nbsp; 20,000 words in a day &amp;amp; guys around 13,000 words&lt;/b&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is that so?? Gals are naturally more at ease with discussing topics and subjects which guys tend to shy away from. Because its in our genes &amp;amp; harmones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its true that guys tend to be more easily agitated than gals and have a harder time self-soothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jb2vSDvVsiE/S4YSeUN4oqI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/aoyhplApmv0/s1600-h/boyandgirlpainting.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jb2vSDvVsiE/S4YSeUN4oqI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/aoyhplApmv0/s320/boyandgirlpainting.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Gals speak more quickly, devote more brainpower to chit-chat and gets a buzzed out of hearing their own voices...and are trained to have more strong anxiety about being wrong. They are possed to have greatest creative power of all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what the guys brain lack is the converstation and emotions...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think this is why men get heart disease more...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may call me a skeptic..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What about gals&amp;nbsp; who dont talk much &amp;amp; guys talk a lot.&amp;nbsp; I think they must be acting outside of their gender role? Or Just to fit into such a sweeping study? Or&amp;nbsp; are they just different?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wat ever it may be.. &lt;b&gt;The Research statics about gals &amp;amp; guys usage of words in Pixint World is knocked-off&lt;/b&gt;....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1727091763048973649-2917861890911610510?l=sangeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sangeee.blogspot.com/feeds/2917861890911610510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1727091763048973649&amp;postID=2917861890911610510&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727091763048973649/posts/default/2917861890911610510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727091763048973649/posts/default/2917861890911610510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sangeee.blogspot.com/2010/02/am-i-skeptic.html' title='Am i skeptic???'/><author><name>Sangeee's Diary....</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15914230065034053427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jb2vSDvVsiE/Ss1Ag4iNfEI/AAAAAAAAAOg/eqrbkO-KKmk/S220/Cute_Babies.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jb2vSDvVsiE/S4YSeUN4oqI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/aoyhplApmv0/s72-c/boyandgirlpainting.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1727091763048973649.post-2430492474947932537</id><published>2010-02-19T06:17:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T06:17:43.863+05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='plan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Contingency plan'/><title type='text'>Plans!!!....</title><content type='html'>Never plan considering others' plans.And for every plan have an Contingency plan.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1727091763048973649-2430492474947932537?l=sangeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sangeee.blogspot.com/feeds/2430492474947932537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1727091763048973649&amp;postID=2430492474947932537&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727091763048973649/posts/default/2430492474947932537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727091763048973649/posts/default/2430492474947932537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sangeee.blogspot.com/2010/02/plans.html' title='Plans!!!....'/><author><name>Sangeee's Diary....</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15914230065034053427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jb2vSDvVsiE/Ss1Ag4iNfEI/AAAAAAAAAOg/eqrbkO-KKmk/S220/Cute_Babies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1727091763048973649.post-1656959862924373239</id><published>2010-02-17T21:20:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T21:20:26.695+05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='application'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='perfection'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hair pull'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='testing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fault'/><title type='text'>Perfection!!!</title><content type='html'>Its easy to find fault but difficult to do it with out fault...&lt;br /&gt;Its easy to do testing, but difficult to create application...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jb2vSDvVsiE/S3wW4iGmK_I/AAAAAAAAAaM/SdLZg3zWEnY/s1600-h/hairpull23.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jb2vSDvVsiE/S3wW4iGmK_I/AAAAAAAAAaM/SdLZg3zWEnY/s320/hairpull23.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1727091763048973649-1656959862924373239?l=sangeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sangeee.blogspot.com/feeds/1656959862924373239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1727091763048973649&amp;postID=1656959862924373239&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727091763048973649/posts/default/1656959862924373239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727091763048973649/posts/default/1656959862924373239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sangeee.blogspot.com/2010/02/perfection.html' title='Perfection!!!'/><author><name>Sangeee's Diary....</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15914230065034053427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jb2vSDvVsiE/Ss1Ag4iNfEI/AAAAAAAAAOg/eqrbkO-KKmk/S220/Cute_Babies.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jb2vSDvVsiE/S3wW4iGmK_I/AAAAAAAAAaM/SdLZg3zWEnY/s72-c/hairpull23.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1727091763048973649.post-4003910269983069358</id><published>2010-02-15T15:40:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T15:40:57.902+05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='game not over'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='not over'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='game'/><title type='text'>Life or Game!!!!...</title><content type='html'>The game is not yet over....&lt;br /&gt;Because i haven't won.&lt;br /&gt;I won't listen..&lt;br /&gt;I'll not stop now...&lt;br /&gt;i'll not wait for you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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feel he is also like everyone else. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;The One&lt;/b&gt; does not need such person anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jb2vSDvVsiE/S3kLrMn3qHI/AAAAAAAAAZk/sOlYJ4359XU/s1600-h/special-one.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="189" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jb2vSDvVsiE/S3kLrMn3qHI/AAAAAAAAAZk/sOlYJ4359XU/s200/special-one.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1727091763048973649-1623778438318412746?l=sangeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sangeee.blogspot.com/feeds/1623778438318412746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1727091763048973649&amp;postID=1623778438318412746&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727091763048973649/posts/default/1623778438318412746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727091763048973649/posts/default/1623778438318412746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sangeee.blogspot.com/2010/02/one.html' title='The ONE!!!'/><author><name>Sangeee's Diary....</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15914230065034053427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jb2vSDvVsiE/Ss1Ag4iNfEI/AAAAAAAAAOg/eqrbkO-KKmk/S220/Cute_Babies.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jb2vSDvVsiE/S3kLrMn3qHI/AAAAAAAAAZk/sOlYJ4359XU/s72-c/special-one.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1727091763048973649.post-2800302643903957361</id><published>2010-02-12T09:37:00.001+05:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T18:12:08.418+05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Menaka'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Menaga'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy Birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Candles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthday wishes'/><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Mena!!!...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jb2vSDvVsiE/S3TagpU4QfI/AAAAAAAAAZM/BhL8jtckPtI/s1600-h/BucketofBirthdayWishesCF17369_%2439.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jb2vSDvVsiE/S3TagpU4QfI/AAAAAAAAAZM/BhL8jtckPtI/s320/BucketofBirthdayWishesCF17369_%2439.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And finally the most awaited day has came 12th February, b'day of my best frnd.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A friend whom i came across six long years back.. and even today our friendship is going deep... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Today, it is mena's birthday... and this post is specially dedicated to her from all my heart....  I m one among those lucky... so today I decided to make this day very special for her, to be cheerished by her as a gift from her all beloved friends...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Your first impression was very funny...  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Do you remember?? It was in the carpentry class, u talk with me for almost throughout that class...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have to thank my stellars for giving me the best friend I always wanted to have...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You have always been there for me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Your birthday is a very special moment where I can show how special you are to me. Your are special to no extremity. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The love you give..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The care you show...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Can never be measured...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jb2vSDvVsiE/S3VTkg5uVPI/AAAAAAAAAZc/NE07WqtEc9U/s1600-h/12660086154573966.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jb2vSDvVsiE/S3VTkg5uVPI/AAAAAAAAAZc/NE07WqtEc9U/s320/12660086154573966.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I really love the phone conversations we have.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The fun we have talking to each other...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The secrets we share with each other...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The laugh, the sadness we share all are secure in my heart....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And every moment with you I'll treasure all my life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You are one of the people who knows me inside out... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You know everything about me.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It really feels great to have a friend like you.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Love you for being there for me always.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Menaka Happy Birthday.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I wish and hope all your dreamz come true.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Feel on top of the world... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It is your day.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Have a great day and a wonderful year ahead.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mena keep smiling always because you know your smile matters a lot to me.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Love you loads.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I wish you the treasure of Happy Yesterdays and the Gift of bright Tomorrows..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I Wish you another wonderful year of happiness and joy...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;More the candles,bigger the wish.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I hope that for every candle on your cake you get a wonderful surprise and just as candles litens up your candles God litens up your with every happiness &amp;amp; joy that you deserved and you deserved everything darling...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jb2vSDvVsiE/S3Ta2NqWTkI/AAAAAAAAAZU/4CuCOUZHj50/s1600-h/Happy_Birthday_by_julieannejones.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jb2vSDvVsiE/S3Ta2NqWTkI/AAAAAAAAAZU/4CuCOUZHj50/s320/Happy_Birthday_by_julieannejones.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/1727091763048973649-2800302643903957361?l=sangeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sangeee.blogspot.com/feeds/2800302643903957361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1727091763048973649&amp;postID=2800302643903957361&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727091763048973649/posts/default/2800302643903957361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727091763048973649/posts/default/2800302643903957361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sangeee.blogspot.com/2010/02/happy-birthday-mena_12.html' title='Happy Birthday Mena!!!...'/><author><name>Sangeee's Diary....</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15914230065034053427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jb2vSDvVsiE/Ss1Ag4iNfEI/AAAAAAAAAOg/eqrbkO-KKmk/S220/Cute_Babies.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jb2vSDvVsiE/S3TagpU4QfI/AAAAAAAAAZM/BhL8jtckPtI/s72-c/BucketofBirthdayWishesCF17369_%2439.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1727091763048973649.post-2050699340004578282</id><published>2010-02-11T17:12:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T17:12:00.083+05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='melody'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boring life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='messed up'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>Messed Up!!!!!</title><content type='html'>Life is like a beautiful melody, only the lyrics are messed up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jb2vSDvVsiE/S3PKJwJD9yI/AAAAAAAAAZE/BJJzpNj5DpU/s1600-h/music.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jb2vSDvVsiE/S3PKJwJD9yI/AAAAAAAAAZE/BJJzpNj5DpU/s320/music.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1727091763048973649-2050699340004578282?l=sangeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sangeee.blogspot.com/feeds/2050699340004578282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1727091763048973649&amp;postID=2050699340004578282&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727091763048973649/posts/default/2050699340004578282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727091763048973649/posts/default/2050699340004578282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sangeee.blogspot.com/2010/02/messed-up.html' title='Messed Up!!!!!'/><author><name>Sangeee's Diary....</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15914230065034053427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jb2vSDvVsiE/Ss1Ag4iNfEI/AAAAAAAAAOg/eqrbkO-KKmk/S220/Cute_Babies.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jb2vSDvVsiE/S3PKJwJD9yI/AAAAAAAAAZE/BJJzpNj5DpU/s72-c/music.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1727091763048973649.post-7929679333528649025</id><published>2010-02-11T13:50:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T13:50:36.444+05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dreams'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='girl'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sleep'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fear'/><title type='text'>Dreamzzzzzz</title><content type='html'>Too many of us are not living our dreams because we are living our fears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jb2vSDvVsiE/S3PEdQlLaWI/AAAAAAAAAY8/otANPYCm25w/s1600-h/girl.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jb2vSDvVsiE/S3PEdQlLaWI/AAAAAAAAAY8/otANPYCm25w/s320/girl.jpg" alt="Girl fear in bed Dreams" title="Girl fear in bed Dreams"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1727091763048973649-7929679333528649025?l=sangeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sangeee.blogspot.com/feeds/7929679333528649025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1727091763048973649&amp;postID=7929679333528649025&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727091763048973649/posts/default/7929679333528649025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727091763048973649/posts/default/7929679333528649025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sangeee.blogspot.com/2010/02/dreamzzzzzz.html' title='Dreamzzzzzz'/><author><name>Sangeee's Diary....</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15914230065034053427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jb2vSDvVsiE/Ss1Ag4iNfEI/AAAAAAAAAOg/eqrbkO-KKmk/S220/Cute_Babies.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jb2vSDvVsiE/S3PEdQlLaWI/AAAAAAAAAY8/otANPYCm25w/s72-c/girl.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1727091763048973649.post-7265656283776898758</id><published>2010-02-10T11:47:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T11:47:25.074+05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby holding hand'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='belife'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='loose grip'/><title type='text'>I am not telling this to myself, I am telling this to you....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Losing grip on a relationship also looses the edge on gaining it back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Never loose someone on whom you had your grip.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jb2vSDvVsiE/S3JVj8X-w4I/AAAAAAAAAY0/3Gi-APiL7FU/s1600-h/baby_hand.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jb2vSDvVsiE/S3JVj8X-w4I/AAAAAAAAAY0/3Gi-APiL7FU/s320/baby_hand.JPG" alt="Baby holding hand - LOVE" title="Baby holding hand - LOVE" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1727091763048973649-7265656283776898758?l=sangeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sangeee.blogspot.com/feeds/7265656283776898758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1727091763048973649&amp;postID=7265656283776898758&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727091763048973649/posts/default/7265656283776898758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727091763048973649/posts/default/7265656283776898758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sangeee.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-am-not-telling-this-to-myself-i-am.html' title='I am not telling this to myself, I am telling this to you....'/><author><name>Sangeee's Diary....</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15914230065034053427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jb2vSDvVsiE/Ss1Ag4iNfEI/AAAAAAAAAOg/eqrbkO-KKmk/S220/Cute_Babies.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jb2vSDvVsiE/S3JVj8X-w4I/AAAAAAAAAY0/3Gi-APiL7FU/s72-c/baby_hand.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1727091763048973649.post-59631065151291205</id><published>2010-02-09T13:56:00.002+05:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T14:02:00.821+05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='most important'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='things'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relize it'/><title type='text'>Most Important in LIFE.....</title><content type='html'>3 things most important in life&lt;br /&gt;- find wat you want,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jb2vSDvVsiE/S3EiukHQfYI/AAAAAAAAAYs/TPyNDIHXeGo/s1600-h/The_most_important_thing_in_life_are_not_things.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jb2vSDvVsiE/S3EiukHQfYI/AAAAAAAAAYs/TPyNDIHXeGo/s320/The_most_important_thing_in_life_are_not_things.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;- learn how to find it ,&lt;br /&gt;- and the most important thing REALIZE IT WHEN YOU HAVE GOT IT..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suck at the last one...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1727091763048973649-59631065151291205?l=sangeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sangeee.blogspot.com/feeds/59631065151291205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1727091763048973649&amp;postID=59631065151291205&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727091763048973649/posts/default/59631065151291205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727091763048973649/posts/default/59631065151291205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sangeee.blogspot.com/2010/02/most-important-in-life.html' title='Most Important in LIFE.....'/><author><name>Sangeee's Diary....</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15914230065034053427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jb2vSDvVsiE/Ss1Ag4iNfEI/AAAAAAAAAOg/eqrbkO-KKmk/S220/Cute_Babies.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jb2vSDvVsiE/S3EiukHQfYI/AAAAAAAAAYs/TPyNDIHXeGo/s72-c/The_most_important_thing_in_life_are_not_things.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1727091763048973649.post-3590068655979695661</id><published>2010-01-30T20:15:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2010-01-30T20:15:00.409+05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='keen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fedex'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='philosophy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='percive'/><title type='text'>What doesn’t meet the eye…but should have! (mine in particular)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;No, this is not about some deep philosophical thought that I stumbled upon. This is not about human behavior and the workings of society. It’s much simpler and perhaps very trivial. So don’t let the heavy title make you think I’m trying to dissect the human race. &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;Until it was pointed out to me, I never really noticed it. And when I did, I was amazed at how such a small little adjustment could bring out such meaning. I’m talking about the FedEx logo. (Now that title, would get anyone thinking this post had something to do with anything but this! Remember, IRONY)&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;This might not be news to many, but in the FedEx logo, the E and the X are put together in such a way that the space between them makes a pointing arrow shape.(i have circled it in the image..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jb2vSDvVsiE/S2Gq9IMv7eI/AAAAAAAAAYc/JAzevlbMw8g/s1600-h/fedex-logo.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jb2vSDvVsiE/S2Gq9IMv7eI/AAAAAAAAAYc/JAzevlbMw8g/s320/fedex-logo.jpeg" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;I did not notice this. I liked the logo as it is with its pleasant color and clean font. The smoothness of the letters seemed good enough to me for a logo. But this subtle and clever little act made the FedEx logo all the more exciting. To me, it transformed the essence of the company from being a delivery service to a focused and determined organization.&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;There are so many things that we might miss out. We just overlook them and stick to what we “see”, rather than what we “perceive”. Keen observation is the key to acquiring deeper knowledge and better understanding. &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;I think I’ll try this philosophy on for size...&amp;nbsp; &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/1727091763048973649-3590068655979695661?l=sangeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sangeee.blogspot.com/feeds/3590068655979695661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1727091763048973649&amp;postID=3590068655979695661&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727091763048973649/posts/default/3590068655979695661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727091763048973649/posts/default/3590068655979695661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sangeee.blogspot.com/2010/01/what-doesnt-meet-eyebut-should-have.html' title='What doesn’t meet the eye…but should have! (mine in particular)'/><author><name>Sangeee's Diary....</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15914230065034053427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jb2vSDvVsiE/Ss1Ag4iNfEI/AAAAAAAAAOg/eqrbkO-KKmk/S220/Cute_Babies.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jb2vSDvVsiE/S2Gq9IMv7eI/AAAAAAAAAYc/JAzevlbMw8g/s72-c/fedex-logo.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1727091763048973649.post-779353306559590818</id><published>2010-01-29T11:22:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2010-01-29T11:22:00.334+05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='first love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sangeetha Mohandass'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sangeetha'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='true love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sangeee'/><title type='text'>May be, is this true love???</title><content type='html'>I don’t see the majority of the world's concept of love..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like a true love is when,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A guy who calls you beautiful instead of hot…&lt;br /&gt;Who calls you back when you hang up on him…&lt;br /&gt;Who will lie under the stars and listen to your heartbeat, or will stay awake just to watch you sleep... &lt;br /&gt;A boy who kisses your forehead…&lt;br /&gt;Who wants to show you off to the world when you are in sweats…&lt;br /&gt;Who holds your hand in front of his friends…&lt;br /&gt;Who thinks you're just as pretty without makeup on…&lt;br /&gt;The one who turns to his friends and says, 'that's her.'…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t judge that people can end judging extensive enough to love. After the new wears off, the verdict sets in. verdict will kill love all time. That is, if love exists at all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1727091763048973649-779353306559590818?l=sangeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sangeee.blogspot.com/feeds/779353306559590818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1727091763048973649&amp;postID=779353306559590818&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727091763048973649/posts/default/779353306559590818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727091763048973649/posts/default/779353306559590818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sangeee.blogspot.com/2010/01/may-be-is-this-true-love.html' title='May be, is this true love???'/><author><name>Sangeee's Diary....</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15914230065034053427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jb2vSDvVsiE/Ss1Ag4iNfEI/AAAAAAAAAOg/eqrbkO-KKmk/S220/Cute_Babies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1727091763048973649.post-3461712698196615662</id><published>2010-01-28T11:07:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T11:07:58.866+05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life is too boring'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boring life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life is short'/><title type='text'>Boring LIFE!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;When people say "life is short". What the hell??? Life is the longest damn thing anyone ever does!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1727091763048973649-3461712698196615662?l=sangeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sangeee.blogspot.com/feeds/3461712698196615662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1727091763048973649&amp;postID=3461712698196615662&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727091763048973649/posts/default/3461712698196615662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727091763048973649/posts/default/3461712698196615662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sangeee.blogspot.com/2010/01/boring-life.html' title='Boring LIFE!!!'/><author><name>Sangeee's Diary....</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15914230065034053427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jb2vSDvVsiE/Ss1Ag4iNfEI/AAAAAAAAAOg/eqrbkO-KKmk/S220/Cute_Babies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1727091763048973649.post-6348951403355509158</id><published>2010-01-27T11:12:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2010-01-27T12:04:16.425+05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2 States: The Story of My Marriage'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Story'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Five Point Someone'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chetan Bhagat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Novel'/><title type='text'>Chetan Bhagat : 2 States: The Story of My Marriage - A Review</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jb2vSDvVsiE/S1_lONe2q9I/AAAAAAAAAX4/IscX8IeKwpA/s1600-h/2_state_the_story_of_my_marriage.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jb2vSDvVsiE/S1_lONe2q9I/AAAAAAAAAX4/IscX8IeKwpA/s320/2_state_the_story_of_my_marriage.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Actually I have read &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Chetan_Bhagat"&gt;Chetan Bhagat&lt;/a&gt; “Five Point Someone” years before (I think I read that novel when I was doing 2nd yr college.. 2005..). After that I dint have chance to read any on his novels…&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;Last week my brother sent me “2 States – The story of my marriage” e-book via email..&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;The introduction of the story starts as:&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;Love marriages around the world are simple:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Boy loves girl. Girl loves boy. They get married.&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;In India, there are a few more steps:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Boy loves Girl. Girl loves Boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Girl's family has to love boy. Boy's family has to love girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Girl's Family has to love Boy's Family. Boy's family has to love girl's family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Girl and Boy still love each other. They get married.&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;And 100% agree with him..&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;The story line is very simple and straight forward describing the happenings in Indian middle-class family..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;The novel evolves between Krish and Ananya who are from opposite poles and decide to get married. The story is about concept of marriage in India, you don't just marry the person.. You also have to marry the boy’s/girl’s family.&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;Krish Malhotra, a Punjabi guy with a hasty mother who can't think of anything but caloric food, gifts &amp;amp; money and the "value" of her son is outraged when she comes to know that her son has fallen in love with Ananya. Ananya Swaminathan is from an orthodox Tamil Brahmin family whose attitudes are traditional. The various plans and adjustments that the two of them make to get their families to accept them are quite entertaining.&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;The story is centered around Ahmadabad, Delhi and Chennai. Being a true Chennaiite I felt that Chetan Bhagat had exaggerate many characters of the Tamilians. In the beginning i found myself accepting some incidents in amusement, but there was an overdose of it. For example he derided the fact that people ate out of banana leaves and kept inquisitive if the leaf also should be eaten. I felt he was being a little regardless of being an IIT/IIM grad...&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;Chetan Bhagat had putted in extra amount of spices, to keep the readers enthusiastic on to it. The story looks too cinematic sometimes but 75 % of people know that these kind of situations do arise in India..&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Altogether “2 States: The Story of My Marriage” is totally breezy to read. A story so vital to many of our life and the reactions are so typical of our parents..&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Some may think that I’m flattering this book too exceedingly and some of you might even tell it is a dash of the Mill &amp;amp; Boon love stories but the point is that, the way he presented it was really good. &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/1727091763048973649-6348951403355509158?l=sangeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sangeee.blogspot.com/feeds/6348951403355509158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1727091763048973649&amp;postID=6348951403355509158&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727091763048973649/posts/default/6348951403355509158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727091763048973649/posts/default/6348951403355509158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sangeee.blogspot.com/2010/01/chetan-bhagat-2-states-story-of-my.html' title='Chetan Bhagat : 2 States: The Story of My Marriage - A Review'/><author><name>Sangeee's Diary....</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15914230065034053427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jb2vSDvVsiE/Ss1Ag4iNfEI/AAAAAAAAAOg/eqrbkO-KKmk/S220/Cute_Babies.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jb2vSDvVsiE/S1_lONe2q9I/AAAAAAAAAX4/IscX8IeKwpA/s72-c/2_state_the_story_of_my_marriage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1727091763048973649.post-2652307418412129915</id><published>2010-01-13T19:34:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T19:47:44.209+05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bhogi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pongal'/><title type='text'>Its Bhogi!!!</title><content type='html'>Bogi festival or Bhogi is the first day of Pongal and is celebrated in honor of Lord Indra, "the God of Clouds and Rains". Lord Indra is worshiped for the abundance of harvest, thereby bringing plenty and prosperity to the land. Thus, this day is also known as Indran. On Bhogi all people clean out their homes from top to bottom, and collect all unwanted goods. This day is meant for domestic activities and of being together with the family members.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Bhogi&amp;nbsp; Celebration in my house....&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom waked me in morning 4, to burn the waste things...&lt;br /&gt;Then i went to sleep again..&lt;br /&gt;I waked @ 7..&amp;amp; went to terrace..&lt;br /&gt;It was very foggy.. it was like being in ooty or kodaikanal..(but the climate wasnt like that...)&lt;br /&gt;I took these pix @ 7.30 a.m....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My neighbor compound....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jb2vSDvVsiE/S03YcxJ1eJI/AAAAAAAAAWE/uN5W89oeNZc/s1600-h/20100113064529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jb2vSDvVsiE/S03YcxJ1eJI/AAAAAAAAAWE/uN5W89oeNZc/s320/20100113064529.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My house terrace....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jb2vSDvVsiE/S03Yxs-SfDI/AAAAAAAAAWU/O5uEKmJC6to/s1600-h/20100113064620.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jb2vSDvVsiE/S03Yxs-SfDI/AAAAAAAAAWU/O5uEKmJC6to/s320/20100113064620.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jb2vSDvVsiE/S03dB3llRKI/AAAAAAAAAW8/L19vAeautls/s1600-h/20100113064553.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jb2vSDvVsiE/S03dB3llRKI/AAAAAAAAAW8/L19vAeautls/s320/20100113064553.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our Bhogi burns...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jb2vSDvVsiE/S03Y1WzpYvI/AAAAAAAAAWc/ub7MzA3eVas/s1600-h/20100113064656.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jb2vSDvVsiE/S03Y1WzpYvI/AAAAAAAAAWc/ub7MzA3eVas/s320/20100113064656.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jb2vSDvVsiE/S03Y5_OISoI/AAAAAAAAAWk/5DHXy9kJ-zc/s1600-h/20100113064738.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jb2vSDvVsiE/S03Y5_OISoI/AAAAAAAAAWk/5DHXy9kJ-zc/s320/20100113064738.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; i took these pix @ 8.30.. while going to office.... &amp;amp; it was still Foggy!!!.. &lt;br /&gt;Welcome to Kumaran Nagar!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jb2vSDvVsiE/S03ZCfnRw4I/AAAAAAAAAWs/DOyg8cBdjFs/s1600-h/20100113075414.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jb2vSDvVsiE/S03ZCfnRw4I/AAAAAAAAAWs/DOyg8cBdjFs/s320/20100113075414.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jb2vSDvVsiE/S03ZHpK1BiI/AAAAAAAAAW0/QcRvPOUkSNY/s1600-h/20100113075501.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jb2vSDvVsiE/S03ZHpK1BiI/AAAAAAAAAW0/QcRvPOUkSNY/s320/20100113075501.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/1727091763048973649-2652307418412129915?l=sangeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sangeee.blogspot.com/feeds/2652307418412129915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1727091763048973649&amp;postID=2652307418412129915&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727091763048973649/posts/default/2652307418412129915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727091763048973649/posts/default/2652307418412129915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sangeee.blogspot.com/2010/01/its-bhogi.html' title='Its Bhogi!!!'/><author><name>Sangeee's Diary....</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15914230065034053427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jb2vSDvVsiE/Ss1Ag4iNfEI/AAAAAAAAAOg/eqrbkO-KKmk/S220/Cute_Babies.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jb2vSDvVsiE/S03YcxJ1eJI/AAAAAAAAAWE/uN5W89oeNZc/s72-c/20100113064529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1727091763048973649.post-7994858994162214069</id><published>2010-01-13T05:51:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T05:51:28.647+05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='first love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eductive'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='needless'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recless'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mysterious'/><title type='text'>Free me!!!</title><content type='html'>I lay reckless&lt;br /&gt;I lay needless&lt;br /&gt;Wish you away&lt;br /&gt;But draw you near&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Into the flames&lt;br /&gt;Upon a blaze&lt;br /&gt;Mist descends. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leave me dry, &lt;br /&gt;Weary and hazy eyed.&lt;br /&gt;Deprived, I am happy&lt;br /&gt;Granted, I am happier still. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mysterious and seductive&lt;br /&gt;These formless shackles. &lt;br /&gt;Free me today, to snare me tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1727091763048973649-7994858994162214069?l=sangeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sangeee.blogspot.com/feeds/7994858994162214069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1727091763048973649&amp;postID=7994858994162214069&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727091763048973649/posts/default/7994858994162214069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727091763048973649/posts/default/7994858994162214069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sangeee.blogspot.com/2010/01/free-me.html' title='Free me!!!'/><author><name>Sangeee's Diary....</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15914230065034053427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jb2vSDvVsiE/Ss1Ag4iNfEI/AAAAAAAAAOg/eqrbkO-KKmk/S220/Cute_Babies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1727091763048973649.post-8692143257816694291</id><published>2010-01-07T21:37:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T21:37:01.066+05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sangeetha'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='evolution'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='extra hands'/><title type='text'>Evolution…get on with it!</title><content type='html'>I think its high time man evolved to have an extra pair of arms. Creepy as it might seem, just think about it. We’re always multi-tasking. We write while we type while we answer the phone while we drive while and so on. So why hasn’t man developed an extra pair yet? Are we just going to stop with opposable thumbs and no tail? That is so 25 million years ago!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh the extra pair of hands would be real fun. Think of all that you could do? It’d be great for basketball, would be murder in boxing, would mean work would get done quicker in the kitchen and think of all you could do in bed….and I mean hold a book, tuck yourself in, hold a glass of water or chips and scratch wherever you needed it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shouldn’t we be evolving by now if any of this evolution crap is true?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1727091763048973649-8692143257816694291?l=sangeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sangeee.blogspot.com/feeds/8692143257816694291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1727091763048973649&amp;postID=8692143257816694291&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727091763048973649/posts/default/8692143257816694291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727091763048973649/posts/default/8692143257816694291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sangeee.blogspot.com/2010/01/evolutionget-on-with-it.html' title='Evolution…get on with it!'/><author><name>Sangeee's Diary....</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15914230065034053427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jb2vSDvVsiE/Ss1Ag4iNfEI/AAAAAAAAAOg/eqrbkO-KKmk/S220/Cute_Babies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
