<?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-683150756437284418</id><updated>2012-02-16T18:00:00.027-08:00</updated><title type='text'>MY LIFE OUR LIFE</title><subtitle type='html'>never change ur self 4 whom u love b'cause who wants u 2 change never loves u n who loves u will never like u to change</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourlife-views.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/683150756437284418/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourlife-views.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>kajal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03018807174786586183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bAbd4IH6-kI/S8YpKhYchxI/AAAAAAAAADE/CaQ6wnyp0dw/S220/Photo-0128pt.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>17</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-683150756437284418.post-4291405066075134476</id><published>2010-06-07T21:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-07T22:00:10.870-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A SWEET MEMORIES WITH MY SISTER</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bAbd4IH6-kI/TA3GSgrql7I/AAAAAAAAAIc/ZGFKTWYBz9Y/s1600/Photo-0158.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bAbd4IH6-kI/TA3GSgrql7I/AAAAAAAAAIc/ZGFKTWYBz9Y/s320/Photo-0158.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480254342892787634" /&gt;a&lt;/a&gt; good news~ now feel that i am not a alone,now i got one sweet sister,now really i admire this line "NOT ONLY BIRTH CAN MAKE RELATIONSHIP , BUT WE CAN HAVE RELATIONSHIP BY LOVE AND CARE"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;yes however she is not my own sister but but every minute every seconds  i takes her my own sister, she is so lovely and caring! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;on last summer vacation i had meet with her for the 1st time. but i would not tell here how i have meet with her, we passed a sweet moment every times i used to e with her and her family members! a kinda grace of God i think , well she is cute, frank, so friendly, and non stop mp3 , i mean if she starts to speak she speak on and on very long and i like this very much, funny ya!.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;we had lots of fun those days, even she introduced me with her friends they are so good and same of her nature!. till yet i dont know all the places in my village but with her i wandered around my village and visited some nice places there. know what on this vacation i didnt feel bored, thanks to her&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/683150756437284418-4291405066075134476?l=ourlife-views.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourlife-views.blogspot.com/feeds/4291405066075134476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ourlife-views.blogspot.com/2010/06/sweet-memories-with-my-sister.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/683150756437284418/posts/default/4291405066075134476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/683150756437284418/posts/default/4291405066075134476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourlife-views.blogspot.com/2010/06/sweet-memories-with-my-sister.html' title='A SWEET MEMORIES WITH MY SISTER'/><author><name>kajal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03018807174786586183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bAbd4IH6-kI/S8YpKhYchxI/AAAAAAAAADE/CaQ6wnyp0dw/S220/Photo-0128pt.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bAbd4IH6-kI/TA3GSgrql7I/AAAAAAAAAIc/ZGFKTWYBz9Y/s72-c/Photo-0158.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-683150756437284418.post-6996759560988695263</id><published>2010-06-06T04:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T05:04:48.370-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MISSING SOMEONE</title><content type='html'>building a relationship with anyone is so easy , but to carry on the relation is so tough! its just been around  two weeks , I able to contact with my best friend , as i heard that she was ill last week i was so worried that time, and in this week is back to pune, but still i am not getting any message any text from her , even nobody of her family member is not replying me that where is she , is she alright or not!&lt;br /&gt;i am really tensed and really feeling very bad!!  she never understand that how much i love her , how much i am always worried about her! every day and day i am going like crazy without her message. but nobody understand me , what to do , every day i cry for her, and when i see her photo my heart starts to beat like crazy , and i feel ri8 now i will go near her but...... her single text msg makes me relax whole the day!&lt;br /&gt;its in my fortune people who comes so close to my heart they always go away or leaves me , i have survived so much pain due to these reason, but if she will do the same then i swear i will kill myself , i dont find anyone yet with whom i can share these words, m very unlucky, so bad i am! :( :( :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/683150756437284418-6996759560988695263?l=ourlife-views.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourlife-views.blogspot.com/feeds/6996759560988695263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ourlife-views.blogspot.com/2010/06/missing-someone.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/683150756437284418/posts/default/6996759560988695263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/683150756437284418/posts/default/6996759560988695263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourlife-views.blogspot.com/2010/06/missing-someone.html' title='MISSING SOMEONE'/><author><name>kajal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03018807174786586183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bAbd4IH6-kI/S8YpKhYchxI/AAAAAAAAADE/CaQ6wnyp0dw/S220/Photo-0128pt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-683150756437284418.post-834673581850371659</id><published>2010-05-09T14:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T15:12:38.869-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MY BIRTHDAY</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bAbd4IH6-kI/S-co21wZbNI/AAAAAAAAAIM/7ioNjzf-JME/s1600/Photo-0167.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bAbd4IH6-kI/S-co21wZbNI/AAAAAAAAAIM/7ioNjzf-JME/s320/Photo-0167.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469385195072875730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As you know that i was eagerly waiting for my birthday as it was my 18th birthday,i thought that it will be most enjoyable day, i will have some fun today.&lt;div&gt;but suddenly all dreams went away! dad got some important work so he went to his camp the day before my birthday! so i had to manage all and everything,and mom was looking so out and was not interested in these all matter. i was really feeling bad, as i was thinking that its my birthday and i am doing every things  for my own happiness its not good, its the responsibility of parents also , that how will they celebrate the day for their child, but what to do my parents are always busy in their work, not only today but its common in every year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but this year i dont know whats wrong, none of them wished me, my every mates  wished me but i was waiting for their wishes, but nop. my friends were asking for party, but due to this condition i told them that this year am not going to have party, i didn't celebrate it and left my b"day cake in freeze as it you are looking in the pic. i heard that every child is special to their parents, but i think i am not, i am not a good child to them,  i am not a good guy for my friends, i am not a good human, just a selfish. may be i am so worst thats why i did it. as i cry daily but today i thought that i will smile  for a while but even today i cried a lot and this was more bad day then other days. yeah it will be so memorable as i thought. or may be my thinking was wrong that they dont wanna celebrate, well sorry for what ever i said, its bad to blame parents, i should blame myself due to my irritating nature nobody likes me. am so bad  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/683150756437284418-834673581850371659?l=ourlife-views.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourlife-views.blogspot.com/feeds/834673581850371659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ourlife-views.blogspot.com/2010/05/my-birthday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/683150756437284418/posts/default/834673581850371659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/683150756437284418/posts/default/834673581850371659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourlife-views.blogspot.com/2010/05/my-birthday.html' title='MY BIRTHDAY'/><author><name>kajal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03018807174786586183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bAbd4IH6-kI/S8YpKhYchxI/AAAAAAAAADE/CaQ6wnyp0dw/S220/Photo-0128pt.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bAbd4IH6-kI/S-co21wZbNI/AAAAAAAAAIM/7ioNjzf-JME/s72-c/Photo-0167.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-683150756437284418.post-1335530316923791408</id><published>2010-05-06T21:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-06T21:09:04.711-07:00</updated><title type='text'>IN LOVE OR NOT ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bAbd4IH6-kI/S-ODjaSXX-I/AAAAAAAAAIE/zhHMQ92PY7M/s1600/Photo-0134+-+Copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bAbd4IH6-kI/S-ODjaSXX-I/AAAAAAAAAIE/zhHMQ92PY7M/s320/Photo-0134+-+Copy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468359016932925410" style="float: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hey today is 7th may, and day after tomorrow i have my birthday! i mean on 9th may. I am eagerly waiting for the wishes of my friends and parents! i hope this birthday will be memorable and enjoyable. because i will turn into 18.&lt;div&gt;well last night suchi suddenly asked me that, do i love someone? even she had putted her sware on me to get the answer. as in really i dont know I am in love or not, but with whom i will love? because except suchi i dont love anyone, but she is my best friend and we dont see each other as a lover, she got confused by my answer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;by the way what ever i think on myself, i am not so good, i think i dont have the ability to cary on the responsibility of love, even i dont smile of my own, then how would i make smile of other? i am so bad, sometimes i feel that whoever will comes in my life her life will be boring or spoiled, i dont know why? !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but i am just waiting for someone who will love me truly, and express her love to me and can understand me because i am little bit weird person.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;because suppose i like a girl and we have a such a nice friendship with each-other ,but she view me as a friend only, then if i will tell her that i likes her, then she will be upset and even our friendship will be drowning , that why i am just waiting for a girl to say me love truly.i will sacrifice my everything for her love, hey one more thing i have my cute pie my dearest friend my best friend suchi, for her i can sacrifice my life too!!!&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/683150756437284418-1335530316923791408?l=ourlife-views.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourlife-views.blogspot.com/feeds/1335530316923791408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ourlife-views.blogspot.com/2010/05/in-love-or-not.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/683150756437284418/posts/default/1335530316923791408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/683150756437284418/posts/default/1335530316923791408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourlife-views.blogspot.com/2010/05/in-love-or-not.html' title='IN LOVE OR NOT ?'/><author><name>kajal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03018807174786586183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bAbd4IH6-kI/S8YpKhYchxI/AAAAAAAAADE/CaQ6wnyp0dw/S220/Photo-0128pt.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bAbd4IH6-kI/S-ODjaSXX-I/AAAAAAAAAIE/zhHMQ92PY7M/s72-c/Photo-0134+-+Copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-683150756437284418.post-631894038471992536</id><published>2010-04-27T12:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-27T12:39:33.787-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SEARCHING MY LLOVE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bAbd4IH6-kI/S9c8B79MzuI/AAAAAAAAAHE/-pk1WxkoEJM/s1600/loveSearching_by_Davenit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 198px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bAbd4IH6-kI/S9c8B79MzuI/AAAAAAAAAHE/-pk1WxkoEJM/s320/loveSearching_by_Davenit.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464902676809305826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Everybody in this world needs love, everyone needs a life partner in life for support, shares joy and sorrows on different point of life.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I don’t know what is love? Someone answered me that “love is something that we cant see but can feel, it can understand your every unspoken words, it will drop tears for your tears, it can make your depressed life joyful like heaven, it will be with you when everyone will leave you,” so in short love is something which can makes our life beautiful.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;However these days true love is rare to find. Even I am scare of today’s love, &lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;because sometimes I feel that love and having life partners is just like a fashion type for some people. By watching news, reading news papers, and seeing our locality, someone having partners just for fun, someone only for physical relationship, someone just for own benefit, and often after getting benefit from him/her they kills their partners, what these stupid are? these all are cheating, &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Today’s one of the most common factor&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;is leaving a partner due to some lack in her/him. before leaving someone we need to think once that, for what reason we are leaving him/her , why should not we try to change her/him and bring that character in him/her as we want to see in him. When we loves someone then some responsibility&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;also comes for each other , for each and every steps we takes for each other, so what change we want to view in each other’s character we should corporate.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;In love we&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;should not think that what and how much love and we are getting , but we should think that what&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;how much love and care we have for her/him. True love doesn’t see beauties, it doesn’t see how handsome you are,&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;how much money he have, etc but it see how much you love and care for each other,&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;If you love him because he is rich, handsome, then its not love , if you love her because she is beautiful then its not love&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I am also searching love, I love my all friends from heart, I love every people who&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;meet me, even I have one special friend without her I cant live in this world, but I don’t propose anyone, I just follow the quotes “don’t go for love, but let the love search for you” because whom I dreams to be with her, to make her life partner she may don’t love me as I think about her, in this condition the friendship also will go off, so I don’t, I am just waiting for someone who will find love in me, who will appreciate my love and will say from her own mouth. Because I don’t want to loss anyone in my life, I don’t want that someone will leave me, I need someone who will really love and care about me, I will try to not to let her to be upset in every point of life, my every steps will be with her. That will be my love.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Thanks &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/683150756437284418-631894038471992536?l=ourlife-views.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourlife-views.blogspot.com/feeds/631894038471992536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ourlife-views.blogspot.com/2010/04/everybody-in-this-world-needs-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/683150756437284418/posts/default/631894038471992536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/683150756437284418/posts/default/631894038471992536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourlife-views.blogspot.com/2010/04/everybody-in-this-world-needs-love.html' title='SEARCHING MY LLOVE'/><author><name>kajal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03018807174786586183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bAbd4IH6-kI/S8YpKhYchxI/AAAAAAAAADE/CaQ6wnyp0dw/S220/Photo-0128pt.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bAbd4IH6-kI/S9c8B79MzuI/AAAAAAAAAHE/-pk1WxkoEJM/s72-c/loveSearching_by_Davenit.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-683150756437284418.post-2983685920582441212</id><published>2010-04-24T09:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-24T09:53:32.781-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FILL MY LOONINESS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bAbd4IH6-kI/S9MhroNxpJI/AAAAAAAAAG8/XZxQebQclpg/s1600/Lonelyness.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 212px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bAbd4IH6-kI/S9MhroNxpJI/AAAAAAAAAG8/XZxQebQclpg/s320/Lonelyness.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463747806343832722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The strange breez inspiring&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Please come near me , giving me sign&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Path of destiny and divinity of our love&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Calling you again&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Please come near me ……..&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Come near me uttering my lonely heart&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Not easy to pass distance of you and me&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Your divinity the lackness in me&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;                                                      Yes yes our dreams will come true&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Saying the pain of our wound&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Don’t have fear&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Have faith in love&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Please come near me&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dissolve with my soul&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Calling you my loneliness&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Please come near me&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Searching you my lonely heart&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Following your shadow&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;How can clock of our memories will break?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bonded with pulse and yours breath of every seconds&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;This my life&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The part of your life&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/683150756437284418-2983685920582441212?l=ourlife-views.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourlife-views.blogspot.com/feeds/2983685920582441212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ourlife-views.blogspot.com/2010/04/fill-my-looniness.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/683150756437284418/posts/default/2983685920582441212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/683150756437284418/posts/default/2983685920582441212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourlife-views.blogspot.com/2010/04/fill-my-looniness.html' title='FILL MY LOONINESS'/><author><name>kajal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03018807174786586183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bAbd4IH6-kI/S8YpKhYchxI/AAAAAAAAADE/CaQ6wnyp0dw/S220/Photo-0128pt.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bAbd4IH6-kI/S9MhroNxpJI/AAAAAAAAAG8/XZxQebQclpg/s72-c/Lonelyness.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-683150756437284418.post-6700373711286401877</id><published>2010-04-22T12:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-22T13:10:25.666-07:00</updated><title type='text'>CRYING FOR HER</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bAbd4IH6-kI/S9CpwNw7qkI/AAAAAAAAAG0/dkS02IEsv6o/s1600/Photo-0130+(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bAbd4IH6-kI/S9CpwNw7qkI/AAAAAAAAAG0/dkS02IEsv6o/s320/Photo-0130+(2).jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463052993794124354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;may be i am a greatest fool , everybody say this as am a great fool , well for two days i was not well and was on bed, when i woke up and felt little bit good, i got a message that my best friend is not ok she is also ill and didn't woke up from morning, i became so upset and so afraid , i started to cry, i cried a lot today even by extreme some blood came out of nose, today i realize that how much i love her ,&lt;div&gt; as we often we do not realize how much we love him her , but when you will miss her / him a lot then you will realize. &lt;div&gt;well i am so selfish of her, because i cant live without her, so i kept fast today to make her get well soon , God hears my every word and i hope he will listen this also.i wish if i may could see her from here but not, how unlucky i am, she is in trouble and i am not able to help her&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/683150756437284418-6700373711286401877?l=ourlife-views.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourlife-views.blogspot.com/feeds/6700373711286401877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ourlife-views.blogspot.com/2010/04/crying-for-her.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/683150756437284418/posts/default/6700373711286401877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/683150756437284418/posts/default/6700373711286401877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourlife-views.blogspot.com/2010/04/crying-for-her.html' title='CRYING FOR HER'/><author><name>kajal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03018807174786586183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bAbd4IH6-kI/S8YpKhYchxI/AAAAAAAAADE/CaQ6wnyp0dw/S220/Photo-0128pt.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bAbd4IH6-kI/S9CpwNw7qkI/AAAAAAAAAG0/dkS02IEsv6o/s72-c/Photo-0130+(2).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-683150756437284418.post-1360599870289738247</id><published>2010-04-18T18:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-18T18:47:21.195-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HELP</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bAbd4IH6-kI/S8u16WXvy6I/AAAAAAAAAGs/RmT3Qpy7nBs/s1600/help.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 210px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bAbd4IH6-kI/S8u16WXvy6I/AAAAAAAAAGs/RmT3Qpy7nBs/s320/help.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461658987159079842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;God I ask of your help for me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;In thee I have done blasphemy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My heart for now is all sin. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My spirit's rotten within. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I lack the faith and quality, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;To be a Christian happily. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm spiritually famished. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I should by right be punished. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But cause you gave your son in, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And now I can keep running. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Help me be your servant &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;With you I'll be persistent. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Help me run the long race of life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lord help me to tackle this strife. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Each bend or turn is longer . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm feeling weak not stronger. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I can't keep with each passing day, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Deteriorating in dismay. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There's nothing else I can do. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I humbly come before you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Without you I'm in darkness. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Without you I am helpless. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Without there's no humanity &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Without there's no such you and me &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Your name I want to praise it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;With all my might I raise it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I know that humans need you, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I need my ears to heed you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/683150756437284418-1360599870289738247?l=ourlife-views.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourlife-views.blogspot.com/feeds/1360599870289738247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ourlife-views.blogspot.com/2010/04/help.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/683150756437284418/posts/default/1360599870289738247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/683150756437284418/posts/default/1360599870289738247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourlife-views.blogspot.com/2010/04/help.html' title='HELP'/><author><name>kajal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03018807174786586183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bAbd4IH6-kI/S8YpKhYchxI/AAAAAAAAADE/CaQ6wnyp0dw/S220/Photo-0128pt.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bAbd4IH6-kI/S8u16WXvy6I/AAAAAAAAAGs/RmT3Qpy7nBs/s72-c/help.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-683150756437284418.post-7727114150707827382</id><published>2010-04-18T18:10:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-18T18:28:23.342-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A NEW MORNING</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bAbd4IH6-kI/S8uty8bfmzI/AAAAAAAAAGk/qVpijr97BcM/s1600/A_New_Day_Begins_Everglades_National_Park_Flor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 243px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bAbd4IH6-kI/S8uty8bfmzI/AAAAAAAAAGk/qVpijr97BcM/s320/A_New_Day_Begins_Everglades_National_Park_Flor.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461650063843367730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A new morning, a new day, a new hope.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;yesterday i was feeling so upset, so lonely, so hopeless for some matter of past.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;as i always feel lonely, so boring, nobody support me, some of my good friend had leave me, my career is in drowning condition, i feel complete hopeless, nobody understand me, so sometimes i feel like to commit sucide.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;due this reason yesterday i was upset and divined in my own, and was feeling so angry on myself, and due to this i fought with my bestfriend,i told some bad words to her rudely, i was so tensed that she will become upset over me, i never want that anybody should be upset due to me, i dont want to hurt anyone but missly i did it, these way yesterday passed like drowning in water, as it became night i was tensed more about her, i was really feeling about sucide, i know its stupid, so i didnt slept last night, i thought a lot and lot about life, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i think i should not give up my life in this stupid, i should use my life to save someones life if then i will die then no problem, i will live this life in every way in every condition, no matter if someone leave me, i will think that they have said by this that i was alone and i will be alone on coming time, no matter, i will live, i will do something, i have to be strong as much i could be, this is my new hope my new courage, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thanks&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/683150756437284418-7727114150707827382?l=ourlife-views.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourlife-views.blogspot.com/feeds/7727114150707827382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ourlife-views.blogspot.com/2010/04/new-morning.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-683150756437284418.post-3599667474854371075</id><published>2010-04-17T20:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-17T21:49:04.685-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Accept the Pain, Future will be Fruitful</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;today i got this message in my email sent by someone, and i loved it a lot, so i thought to share it on my blog please read it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bAbd4IH6-kI/S8qEXdH5xkI/AAAAAAAAAEk/V2A5Pm7e_kY/s1600/1i1ik1segk8az.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="283" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461323036629780034" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bAbd4IH6-kI/S8qEXdH5xkI/AAAAAAAAAEk/V2A5Pm7e_kY/s400/1i1ik1segk8az.jpg" style="display: block; height: 227px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                             &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bAbd4IH6-kI/S8qFCsoFWhI/AAAAAAAAAEs/rnIkAigqINQ/s1600/1i1ik1segk8azg.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="280" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461323779525663250" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bAbd4IH6-kI/S8qFCsoFWhI/AAAAAAAAAEs/rnIkAigqINQ/s400/1i1ik1segk8azg.jpg" style="display: block; height: 224px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bAbd4IH6-kI/S8qFg6_6S2I/AAAAAAAAAE0/WI_At44sK3g/s1600/1i1ik1segk8azsdsd.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="267" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461324298779773794" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bAbd4IH6-kI/S8qFg6_6S2I/AAAAAAAAAE0/WI_At44sK3g/s400/1i1ik1segk8azsdsd.jpg" style="display: block; height: 214px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bAbd4IH6-kI/S8qGDmAddqI/AAAAAAAAAE8/mt2TVQrGEnQ/s1600/gggg.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="280" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461324894440355490" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bAbd4IH6-kI/S8qGDmAddqI/AAAAAAAAAE8/mt2TVQrGEnQ/s400/gggg.jpg" style="display: block; height: 224px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bAbd4IH6-kI/S8qGipb1P6I/AAAAAAAAAFE/7hV-Q0ii3y8/s1600/1i1ik1segk8azggg.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="280" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461325427936411554" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bAbd4IH6-kI/S8qGipb1P6I/AAAAAAAAAFE/7hV-Q0ii3y8/s400/1i1ik1segk8azggg.jpg" style="display: block; height: 224px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bAbd4IH6-kI/S8qHTtcLndI/AAAAAAAAAFM/mLOe3uDLlNk/s1600/1i1ik1segk8azgg.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="282" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461326270825209298" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bAbd4IH6-kI/S8qHTtcLndI/AAAAAAAAAFM/mLOe3uDLlNk/s400/1i1ik1segk8azgg.jpg" style="display: block; height: 226px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bAbd4IH6-kI/S8qHvvkXdJI/AAAAAAAAAFU/HLimsu5b9ws/s1600/1i1ik1segk8azggggg.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="280" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461326752432747666" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bAbd4IH6-kI/S8qHvvkXdJI/AAAAAAAAAFU/HLimsu5b9ws/s400/1i1ik1segk8azggggg.jpg" style="display: block; height: 224px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bAbd4IH6-kI/S8qIHrtlYoI/AAAAAAAAAFc/E6o5-Bxg_Sk/s1600/gggg.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="280" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461327163714527874" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bAbd4IH6-kI/S8qIHrtlYoI/AAAAAAAAAFc/E6o5-Bxg_Sk/s400/gggg.jpg" style="display: block; height: 224px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bAbd4IH6-kI/S8qIgmfwwrI/AAAAAAAAAFk/i-lpRYjK2sM/s1600/asdd.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="266" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461327591811105458" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bAbd4IH6-kI/S8qIgmfwwrI/AAAAAAAAAFk/i-lpRYjK2sM/s400/asdd.jpg" style="display: block; height: 213px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bAbd4IH6-kI/S8qI90vjOwI/AAAAAAAAAFs/p5ieVlm6MMA/s1600/sdsdsd.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="270" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461328093851630338" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bAbd4IH6-kI/S8qI90vjOwI/AAAAAAAAAFs/p5ieVlm6MMA/s400/sdsdsd.jpg" style="display: block; height: 216px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bAbd4IH6-kI/S8qJSnv3hXI/AAAAAAAAAF0/_zkhP33bmXQ/s1600/1i1ik1segk8azsdsd.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="267" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461328451140552050" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bAbd4IH6-kI/S8qJSnv3hXI/AAAAAAAAAF0/_zkhP33bmXQ/s400/1i1ik1segk8azsdsd.jpg" style="display: block; height: 214px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0000ee;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bAbd4IH6-kI/S8qKOIC3dMI/AAAAAAAAAGE/hXDoQviyddc/s1600/1i1ik1segk8azdsd.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="268" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461329473422456002" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bAbd4IH6-kI/S8qKOIC3dMI/AAAAAAAAAGE/hXDoQviyddc/s400/1i1ik1segk8azdsd.jpg" style="display: block; height: 215px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bAbd4IH6-kI/S8qKnbpYjKI/AAAAAAAAAGM/cixMr7JEkEI/s1600/1i1ik1segk8azsds.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="270" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461329908181011618" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bAbd4IH6-kI/S8qKnbpYjKI/AAAAAAAAAGM/cixMr7JEkEI/s400/1i1ik1segk8azsds.jpg" style="display: block; height: 216px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bAbd4IH6-kI/S8qK1ghWj7I/AAAAAAAAAGU/BhkwUgLFf50/s1600/1i1ik1segk8azsdsdvbvb.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="267" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461330150007672754" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bAbd4IH6-kI/S8qK1ghWj7I/AAAAAAAAAGU/BhkwUgLFf50/s400/1i1ik1segk8azsdsdvbvb.jpg" style="display: block; height: 214px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bAbd4IH6-kI/S8qLDU00uiI/AAAAAAAAAGc/nJnRH9Zk0eI/s1600/1i1ik1segk8azvgbvbvb.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="258" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461330387386284578" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bAbd4IH6-kI/S8qLDU00uiI/AAAAAAAAAGc/nJnRH9Zk0eI/s400/1i1ik1segk8azvgbvbvb.jpg" style="display: block; height: 207px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Accept the Pain, Future will be Fruitful&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Don't feel the work you are doing is pain, because there will be always a &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;reason for that pain or work. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So face the pain, for the pain you face, there will be definitely &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;happiness ahead.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3333ff;"&gt;"Don't ask for a lighter load, but pray god for a stronger back"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&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/683150756437284418-3599667474854371075?l=ourlife-views.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bAbd4IH6-kI/S8YpKhYchxI/AAAAAAAAADE/CaQ6wnyp0dw/S220/Photo-0128pt.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bAbd4IH6-kI/S8qEXdH5xkI/AAAAAAAAAEk/V2A5Pm7e_kY/s72-c/1i1ik1segk8az.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-683150756437284418.post-2660624860640199993</id><published>2010-04-15T22:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-15T22:20:05.661-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SWEET IS LIFE</title><content type='html'>"sweet is the world&lt;div&gt;in which we are"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"the life we are leading&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;different from beginning to ending"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"different is the meaning&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;from drowning to enjoying"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"dont play the life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;do and live the delight"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"live every seconds of life as&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;can find life in every seconds"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"be a kind full&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;reward as return will be grateful"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"dont go for your love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;go for who is in your love"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"try yourself to love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;know how other will get your love"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"respect parents the 1st God&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;grateful  will be on you by lord"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"if you dont desire&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you will not deserve"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"dont blame God of lossing life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;its our own responsibility  of life"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/683150756437284418-2660624860640199993?l=ourlife-views.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourlife-views.blogspot.com/feeds/2660624860640199993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ourlife-views.blogspot.com/2010/04/sweet-is-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/683150756437284418/posts/default/2660624860640199993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/683150756437284418/posts/default/2660624860640199993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourlife-views.blogspot.com/2010/04/sweet-is-life.html' title='SWEET IS LIFE'/><author><name>kajal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03018807174786586183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bAbd4IH6-kI/S8YpKhYchxI/AAAAAAAAADE/CaQ6wnyp0dw/S220/Photo-0128pt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-683150756437284418.post-4185738421848869688</id><published>2010-04-14T14:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-14T14:48:32.192-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TO PARK</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bAbd4IH6-kI/S8YyvzyUiLI/AAAAAAAAAD0/It1dznyeqgw/s1600/Photo-0132.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bAbd4IH6-kI/S8YyvzyUiLI/AAAAAAAAAD0/It1dznyeqgw/s320/Photo-0132.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460107395169814706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was bright sunny day, i woke up, after sometime my friend manish and saket came to me house, as i was feeling bored in room so i told them that lets go somewhere and have fun, as i heard that a new park has been established in our city, i didnt visited that before so i told them to visit BIRSA MUNDA  PARK, i was crazy too visit that. saket has came with his bike so we three went with a single bike, we were scared of traffic police that we will be caught and be fined badly so we went through a shortcut  way where police dont visit, traveling by bike was awesome. we had so fun there. specially we got embraced by seeing some couple, we took some photos. manish was busy in irritating the girls.the park was not fully build it was just beginning.  we went to the top place the park from where the  view of the city is beautiful,&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bAbd4IH6-kI/S8Y0ODlPXaI/AAAAAAAAAEE/8Gkt_Y7gwjA/s1600/Photo-0138.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bAbd4IH6-kI/S8Y0ODlPXaI/AAAAAAAAAEE/8Gkt_Y7gwjA/s320/Photo-0138.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460109014317620642" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                     &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bAbd4IH6-kI/S8YzIsjD83I/AAAAAAAAAD8/Bv_-wm7MEp8/s1600/Photo-0150.jpg"&gt;&lt;img 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type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/683150756437284418/posts/default/4185738421848869688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/683150756437284418/posts/default/4185738421848869688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourlife-views.blogspot.com/2010/04/to-park.html' title='TO PARK'/><author><name>kajal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03018807174786586183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bAbd4IH6-kI/S8YpKhYchxI/AAAAAAAAADE/CaQ6wnyp0dw/S220/Photo-0128pt.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bAbd4IH6-kI/S8YyvzyUiLI/AAAAAAAAAD0/It1dznyeqgw/s72-c/Photo-0132.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-683150756437284418.post-3587710798364004976</id><published>2010-04-14T13:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-14T13:52:54.877-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SWEET MEMORIES OF PAST</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bAbd4IH6-kI/S8Yq8lEar9I/AAAAAAAAADk/TU1GkPsLl9c/s1600/Memories_of_the_past_by_WiciaQ.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bAbd4IH6-kI/S8Yq8lEar9I/AAAAAAAAADk/TU1GkPsLl9c/s320/Memories_of_the_past_by_WiciaQ.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460098818464460754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Today I was just reminding our past I mean me and suchi, how did we meet, that was quite sweet and memorable. It was through RIM”S&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;social networking, that time I was very raw about social networking and making friends and all that, I had created that profile just one month ago, I was trying to find some friends from that, as I was feeling so alone and boring in home those days, and yeah that time I was just stepped into grade 10th&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;and I was in summer vacations&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;, but I was failed to search friends, one day in upset mood I was reading people’s profile and suddenly my eyes went towards her profile, i simply send her a message, after few days I again opened that, then I saw her reply, I was very happy that time because, for the 1st time in my life someone replied my message. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;This way we carried on our relation, soon we became so close to each other, one special thing is that I never feel that she is far from me, I feel she is always near me. Most important&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;think I learnt from her is to care for other, before I was so selfish, I used to just think about me, but she completely changed me, I am grateful to her. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Now I have still many fault, but In between them one is, I don’t know how to make normal or calm down a person when he/she is in tension, crying, worried, angry etc, I want to learn this from her. I am so stupid na. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;If someone ask me to describe her nature, then I don’t have&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;such words to describe her, just in simply she is so so good for me, I wish I will get such person such friend I my every life, my eyes will fill up if I will tell more about her,&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;We all have to die one day, how stupid the life is, suppose we will never die and if we will have such friends with us, then life will be full of pleasant , there will be no tension of losing anyone, I feel tremendous jealous to God by thinking this.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;One bad things in me is that, If in a day I didn’t received her message then gets crazy, I becomes mad that time, my body starts to sweating, and I feels like heart attack type, if may I have some power to see her by sitting&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;from home, I will be relaxed, but sometimes she don’t understand this.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I pray daily and thanks daily to god for getting such a nice person, even I don’t want scratch in her,&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;god may take parts of my life and put it in her so she will live longer, I love her a lot, my eyes are filling now I can’t write more.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; thanks&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/683150756437284418-3587710798364004976?l=ourlife-views.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourlife-views.blogspot.com/feeds/3587710798364004976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ourlife-views.blogspot.com/2010/04/sweet-memories-of-past.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/683150756437284418/posts/default/3587710798364004976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/683150756437284418/posts/default/3587710798364004976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourlife-views.blogspot.com/2010/04/sweet-memories-of-past.html' title='SWEET MEMORIES OF PAST'/><author><name>kajal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03018807174786586183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bAbd4IH6-kI/S8YpKhYchxI/AAAAAAAAADE/CaQ6wnyp0dw/S220/Photo-0128pt.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bAbd4IH6-kI/S8Yq8lEar9I/AAAAAAAAADk/TU1GkPsLl9c/s72-c/Memories_of_the_past_by_WiciaQ.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-683150756437284418.post-3562501051270020196</id><published>2010-04-14T12:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-14T14:09:38.994-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MY DIARY</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bAbd4IH6-kI/S8YrqjWZfJI/AAAAAAAAADs/6G4nZm1uch4/s1600/Photo-0100.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bAbd4IH6-kI/S8YrqjWZfJI/AAAAAAAAADs/6G4nZm1uch4/s320/Photo-0100.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460099608276991122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My diary is one of my special friend, i cant live without my diary. the things which i could not share with other, i write that in my diary an feel relax myself, every memorable things, if there any special matter then i use to write. however when i feel myself boring, lonely i open my diary and read those written matters, i get an extremely  plesant mood. i dont allow anyone to touch it.as it contain my secret from my core.&lt;div&gt;a diary can be the best friend for us, we can share everything we can store any of our secret  in it. you can write and express any unspoken words in it, that which you wanna speak but you cant, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i love my diary mum mum&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/683150756437284418-3562501051270020196?l=ourlife-views.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourlife-views.blogspot.com/feeds/3562501051270020196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ourlife-views.blogspot.com/2010/04/my-diary.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/683150756437284418/posts/default/3562501051270020196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/683150756437284418/posts/default/3562501051270020196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourlife-views.blogspot.com/2010/04/my-diary.html' title='MY DIARY'/><author><name>kajal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03018807174786586183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bAbd4IH6-kI/S8YpKhYchxI/AAAAAAAAADE/CaQ6wnyp0dw/S220/Photo-0128pt.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bAbd4IH6-kI/S8YrqjWZfJI/AAAAAAAAADs/6G4nZm1uch4/s72-c/Photo-0100.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-683150756437284418.post-2533547990463504955</id><published>2010-04-11T21:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T21:27:15.869-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MY SHORT NOTE</title><content type='html'>  &lt;P class="MsoNormal"&gt;Hi friends, this is just like a short note, i just write whatever comes in my mind, and something may be weird that may hurt other also. I have written many of my unspoken words on my blogs but nobody understand it. Well till i am living a beautiful life. &lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P class="MsoNormal"&gt;One angel has told me that ‘don’t live for your own, don’t be so selfish, live for other do something for other. 1&lt;SUP&gt;st&lt;/SUP&gt; learn to love yourself then try to love other. Don’t go for him/her whom you love, but go for someone who loves you. Selfish makes you happy but you will not get the natural happiness and it will increase your greediness’ etc etc and many more.&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P class="MsoNormal"&gt;People says I like to make new friends, I like friendship, its good. Starting of a friendship relation is easy, but its so difficult to play the responsibility of any relationship.&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/SPAN&gt;Today I think I can’t write much because my heart is slow and giving me pressure, I am feeling like die, however I will try to write as much I can. &lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P class="MsoNormal"&gt;Its about my friendship, few days ago I was having many friends I was so happy that time, but from when I got my health problem many of my friends had leave me, I don’t know why, may be my attitude or may be my nature is so bad, I don’t blame other for any of my evil events, I know my life is not so long, god is examine me, they told me I will get some of the god’s power, but I don’t need them I am just happy with my simple human life, one more things for the readers who will read this don’t make fun of this article because I can know whoever will read this. &lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P class="MsoNormal"&gt;the main aim in my life is to give so much love to others, from the servant of the house to the biggest enemy, love can change the mentality of a human.&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P class="MsoNormal"&gt;If&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/SPAN&gt;you ask whome I love the most?? Then my 1&lt;SUP&gt;st&lt;/SUP&gt; answer&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/SPAN&gt;will me SUCHI my best friend and of course my parents and my friends also.&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P class="MsoNormal"&gt;Suchi the everything for my life. I don’t want to listen any comment against her. When she will not believe me or when she will go away from me I will lost my complete hope, as a gift of God I got her, we are not committed and I&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/SPAN&gt;scare to get commited to loss her, because for todays youth love is just like a fashion if she will see some lack in me she will break the relation which I don’t want, so I am just so happy with my relation. I don’t want the she will read this otherwise she will be upset over me, but I just love her a lot, I cant lead this life without her support…&lt;/P&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/683150756437284418-2533547990463504955?l=ourlife-views.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourlife-views.blogspot.com/feeds/2533547990463504955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ourlife-views.blogspot.com/2010/04/my-short-note.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/683150756437284418/posts/default/2533547990463504955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/683150756437284418/posts/default/2533547990463504955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourlife-views.blogspot.com/2010/04/my-short-note.html' title='MY SHORT NOTE'/><author><name>kajal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03018807174786586183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bAbd4IH6-kI/S8YpKhYchxI/AAAAAAAAADE/CaQ6wnyp0dw/S220/Photo-0128pt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-683150756437284418.post-746031377376559251</id><published>2010-04-06T23:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T00:10:28.495-07:00</updated><title type='text'>OUR SORROW THE PAIN</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bAbd4IH6-kI/S7wvtkkJXNI/AAAAAAAAACk/l6EkoezOV9w/s1600/stay_in_love_with_my_sorrow_by_Princess_of_Shadows.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 262px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bAbd4IH6-kI/S7wvtkkJXNI/AAAAAAAAACk/l6EkoezOV9w/s320/stay_in_love_with_my_sorrow_by_Princess_of_Shadows.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457289308422102226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;This world have so much pain  so much sorrow, my pain is so less in comparison to this world. when i see the pain of the people, i forget my pain my sorrow  before this world. may one in a thousand seems to be happy here.someone is crying of pain , someone is crying for other,s pain. we can see this in every family no one is happy. this is the shape and color of pain and sorrow, this is said to be life.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;sometimes its makes me laugh, sometimes tears comes out. this is the combination sorrows and happy. everyone's heart is burning for something, everyones eyes have tears, everyone have their own sad story,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/683150756437284418-746031377376559251?l=ourlife-views.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourlife-views.blogspot.com/feeds/746031377376559251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ourlife-views.blogspot.com/2010/04/our-sorrow-pain.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/683150756437284418/posts/default/746031377376559251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/683150756437284418/posts/default/746031377376559251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourlife-views.blogspot.com/2010/04/our-sorrow-pain.html' title='OUR SORROW THE PAIN'/><author><name>kajal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03018807174786586183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bAbd4IH6-kI/S8YpKhYchxI/AAAAAAAAADE/CaQ6wnyp0dw/S220/Photo-0128pt.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bAbd4IH6-kI/S7wvtkkJXNI/AAAAAAAAACk/l6EkoezOV9w/s72-c/stay_in_love_with_my_sorrow_by_Princess_of_Shadows.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-683150756437284418.post-2851411756398698831</id><published>2010-04-03T13:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-06T09:03:33.195-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>We normally leading our normal life as per our daily routine, for example woke up in morning, then get fresh, then breakfast, after that goes to our work  place or school or as per our wish we do. &lt;div&gt;Most of us don't  do something more  except  than our daily routines, something about our community something about social services. life is not something easy as it seems, do you remind the Shakespeare lines that there are seventh stage in our life? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;some of we are enjoying our most happiest time of our life, some are in the most worst time of our life, someone is fighting every seconds for life. just think for a second of your life from birth to yet that, what we we are doing from that time, and what we have to do more and what we gained from life till yet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it is right that where there love there is life. if you will hug your enemy with pure  heart, your eyes will fill with tears &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/683150756437284418-2851411756398698831?l=ourlife-views.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourlife-views.blogspot.com/feeds/2851411756398698831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ourlife-views.blogspot.com/2010/04/we-normally-leading-our-normal-life-as.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/683150756437284418/posts/default/2851411756398698831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/683150756437284418/posts/default/2851411756398698831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourlife-views.blogspot.com/2010/04/we-normally-leading-our-normal-life-as.html' title=''/><author><name>kajal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03018807174786586183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bAbd4IH6-kI/S8YpKhYchxI/AAAAAAAAADE/CaQ6wnyp0dw/S220/Photo-0128pt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
