<?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/opensearch/1.1/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' gd:etag='W/&quot;DkYAQHs5eyp7ImA9Wx9QEUU.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2236914732873172360</id><updated>2010-12-24T01:49:01.523-08:00</updated><title>"Always Straight To The Point..."</title><subtitle type='html'>we are here going to share our views regarding belief on gods,what they say and what we do in our practical life....</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thapaanup.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2236914732873172360/posts/default?redirect=false&amp;v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thapaanup.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>cool_bro_anup</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>8</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;CE8GRHozeCp7ImA9Wx9QEUU.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2236914732873172360.post-3349987124585374836</id><published>2010-12-24T01:27:00.003-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-24T01:27:05.480-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2010-12-24T01:27:05.480-08:00</app:edited><title></title><content type='html'>You always said to me,&lt;br /&gt;
The final episode,&lt;br /&gt;
Was coming,&lt;br /&gt;
But never did I stop and think,&lt;br /&gt;
It would be happening,&lt;br /&gt;
So quickly,&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Day after day,&lt;br /&gt;
The clock would say,&lt;br /&gt;
Tick tock,&lt;br /&gt;
All day,&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
She needed a doctor quickly,&lt;br /&gt;
She shot them up sadly,&lt;br /&gt;
Quicker and faster,&lt;br /&gt;
Then I'd ever,&lt;br /&gt;
Think of something,&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
So much bull@#$%! ,&lt;br /&gt;
So many lies,&lt;br /&gt;
Told to us,&lt;br /&gt;
In front of our eyes,&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
We never heard a sorry,&lt;br /&gt;
Just a painful way of not being happy,&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Me and you,&lt;br /&gt;
Existed off misery,&lt;br /&gt;
Not being happy,&lt;br /&gt;
Or false feelings,&lt;br /&gt;
One hundred percent,&lt;br /&gt;
Misery,&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
We always were scarred,&lt;br /&gt;
Of the possibilities we lived in fear,&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
When heaven was like a mirror,&lt;br /&gt;
Just a fake image,&lt;br /&gt;
That wasn't here,&lt;br /&gt;
When hell existed,&lt;br /&gt;
As we lived it wicked,&lt;br /&gt;
Sadly never left it,&lt;br /&gt;
We love it,&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
We played the game,&lt;br /&gt;
That lead to being insane,&lt;br /&gt;
Thinking differently,&lt;br /&gt;
About the life we are living,&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
So long sister,&lt;br /&gt;
The needles ruined us for so long,&lt;br /&gt;
Look back,&lt;br /&gt;
Far away from our drugs,&lt;br /&gt;
Like acid and heroine,&lt;br /&gt;
Before those,&lt;br /&gt;
We were ridiculous,&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Always a smile,&lt;br /&gt;
Running around town for awhile,&lt;br /&gt;
Lighting things on fire,&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Happy kids,&lt;br /&gt;
Depressed teens,&lt;br /&gt;
Dead adults,&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The final episode,&lt;br /&gt;
Came quicker then ever,&lt;br /&gt;
Sooner then expected,&lt;br /&gt;
Sadder then I could think,&lt;br /&gt;
I knew that day,&lt;br /&gt;
After electric daisy,&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You would quit breathing,&lt;br /&gt;
That was the day,&lt;br /&gt;
The final episode came.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2236914732873172360-3349987124585374836?l=thapaanup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thapaanup.blogspot.com/feeds/3349987124585374836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thapaanup.blogspot.com/2010/12/you-always-said-to-me-final-episode-was_24.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2236914732873172360/posts/default/3349987124585374836?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2236914732873172360/posts/default/3349987124585374836?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thapaanup.blogspot.com/2010/12/you-always-said-to-me-final-episode-was_24.html' title='&lt;You always said to me&gt;'/><author><name>cool_bro_anup</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03373639441294293793'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;CE8GQn49fCp7ImA9Wx9QEUU.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2236914732873172360.post-2834625750883674240</id><published>2010-12-24T01:27:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-24T01:27:03.064-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2010-12-24T01:27:03.064-08:00</app:edited><title></title><content type='html'>You always said to me,&lt;br /&gt;
The final episode,&lt;br /&gt;
Was coming,&lt;br /&gt;
But never did I stop and think,&lt;br /&gt;
It would be happening,&lt;br /&gt;
So quickly,&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Day after day,&lt;br /&gt;
The clock would say,&lt;br /&gt;
Tick tock,&lt;br /&gt;
All day,&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
She needed a doctor quickly,&lt;br /&gt;
She shot them up sadly,&lt;br /&gt;
Quicker and faster,&lt;br /&gt;
Then I'd ever,&lt;br /&gt;
Think of something,&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
So much bull@#$%! ,&lt;br /&gt;
So many lies,&lt;br /&gt;
Told to us,&lt;br /&gt;
In front of our eyes,&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
We never heard a sorry,&lt;br /&gt;
Just a painful way of not being happy,&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Me and you,&lt;br /&gt;
Existed off misery,&lt;br /&gt;
Not being happy,&lt;br /&gt;
Or false feelings,&lt;br /&gt;
One hundred percent,&lt;br /&gt;
Misery,&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
We always were scarred,&lt;br /&gt;
Of the possibilities we lived in fear,&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
When heaven was like a mirror,&lt;br /&gt;
Just a fake image,&lt;br /&gt;
That wasn't here,&lt;br /&gt;
When hell existed,&lt;br /&gt;
As we lived it wicked,&lt;br /&gt;
Sadly never left it,&lt;br /&gt;
We love it,&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
We played the game,&lt;br /&gt;
That lead to being insane,&lt;br /&gt;
Thinking differently,&lt;br /&gt;
About the life we are living,&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
So long sister,&lt;br /&gt;
The needles ruined us for so long,&lt;br /&gt;
Look back,&lt;br /&gt;
Far away from our drugs,&lt;br /&gt;
Like acid and heroine,&lt;br /&gt;
Before those,&lt;br /&gt;
We were ridiculous,&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Always a smile,&lt;br /&gt;
Running around town for awhile,&lt;br /&gt;
Lighting things on fire,&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Happy kids,&lt;br /&gt;
Depressed teens,&lt;br /&gt;
Dead adults,&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The final episode,&lt;br /&gt;
Came quicker then ever,&lt;br /&gt;
Sooner then expected,&lt;br /&gt;
Sadder then I could think,&lt;br /&gt;
I knew that day,&lt;br /&gt;
After electric daisy,&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You would quit breathing,&lt;br /&gt;
That was the day,&lt;br /&gt;
The final episode came.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2236914732873172360-2834625750883674240?l=thapaanup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thapaanup.blogspot.com/feeds/2834625750883674240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thapaanup.blogspot.com/2010/12/you-always-said-to-me-final-episode-was.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2236914732873172360/posts/default/2834625750883674240?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2236914732873172360/posts/default/2834625750883674240?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thapaanup.blogspot.com/2010/12/you-always-said-to-me-final-episode-was.html' title='&lt;You always said to me&gt;'/><author><name>cool_bro_anup</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03373639441294293793'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;DkMCQnk4eip7ImA9Wx9QEEk.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2236914732873172360.post-2650793845247450855</id><published>2010-12-22T11:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-22T11:01:03.732-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2010-12-22T11:01:03.732-08:00</app:edited><title>wikileaks...</title><content type='html'>Is wikileaks trying help us figure out what's going around the world or trying complete its competition colliding this world....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2236914732873172360-2650793845247450855?l=thapaanup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thapaanup.blogspot.com/feeds/2650793845247450855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thapaanup.blogspot.com/2010/12/wikileaks.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2236914732873172360/posts/default/2650793845247450855?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2236914732873172360/posts/default/2650793845247450855?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thapaanup.blogspot.com/2010/12/wikileaks.html' title='wikileaks...'/><author><name>cool_bro_anup</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03373639441294293793'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;AkcAQX0_fip7ImA9Wx9RFkk.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2236914732873172360.post-8549746052698365327</id><published>2010-12-17T20:54:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-17T20:54:00.346-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2010-12-17T20:54:00.346-08:00</app:edited><title>life iz beautiful coz u see it beautifully...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2236914732873172360-8549746052698365327?l=thapaanup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thapaanup.blogspot.com/feeds/8549746052698365327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thapaanup.blogspot.com/2010/12/life-iz-beautiful-coz-u-see-it.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2236914732873172360/posts/default/8549746052698365327?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2236914732873172360/posts/default/8549746052698365327?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thapaanup.blogspot.com/2010/12/life-iz-beautiful-coz-u-see-it.html' title='life iz beautiful coz u see it beautifully...'/><author><name>cool_bro_anup</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03373639441294293793'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;D0EBQH89fip7ImA9Wx9RFUQ.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2236914732873172360.post-4624594203288876546</id><published>2010-12-17T06:20:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-17T06:20:51.166-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2010-12-17T06:20:51.166-08:00</app:edited><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='5'/><title>i believe on gods bt nt on time...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2236914732873172360-4624594203288876546?l=thapaanup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thapaanup.blogspot.com/feeds/4624594203288876546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thapaanup.blogspot.com/2010/12/i-believe-on-gods-bt-nt-on-time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2236914732873172360/posts/default/4624594203288876546?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2236914732873172360/posts/default/4624594203288876546?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thapaanup.blogspot.com/2010/12/i-believe-on-gods-bt-nt-on-time.html' title='i believe on gods bt nt on time...'/><author><name>cool_bro_anup</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03373639441294293793'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;D0MNQX8zfyp7ImA9Wx9REEg.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2236914732873172360.post-8547919711299099923</id><published>2010-12-11T00:18:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-11T00:18:10.187-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2010-12-11T00:18:10.187-08:00</app:edited><title>Fragments by Alan Seeger</title><content type='html'>In that fair capital where Pleasure, crowned &lt;br /&gt;
Amidst her myriad courtiers, riots and rules, &lt;br /&gt;
I too have been a suitor. Radiant eyes &lt;br /&gt;
Were my life's warmth and sunshine, outspread arms &lt;br /&gt;
My gilded deep horizons. I rejoiced &lt;br /&gt;
In yielding to all amorous influence &lt;br /&gt;
And multiple impulsion of the flesh, &lt;br /&gt;
To feel within my being surge and sway &lt;br /&gt;
The force that all the stars acknowledge too. &lt;br /&gt;
Amid the nebulous humanity &lt;br /&gt;
Where I an atom crawled and cleaved and sundered, &lt;br /&gt;
I saw a million motions, but one law; &lt;br /&gt;
And from the city's splendor to my eyes &lt;br /&gt;
The vapors passed and there was nought but Love, &lt;br /&gt;
A ferment turbulent, intensely fair, &lt;br /&gt;
Where Beauty beckoned and where Strength pursued. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
II &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
There was a time when I thought much of Fame, &lt;br /&gt;
And laid the golden edifice to be &lt;br /&gt;
That in the clear light of eternity &lt;br /&gt;
Should fitly house the glory of my name. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
But swifter than my fingers pushed their plan, &lt;br /&gt;
Over the fair foundation scarce begun, &lt;br /&gt;
While I with lovers dallied in the sun, &lt;br /&gt;
The ivy clambered and the rose-vine ran. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
And now, too late to see my vision, rise, &lt;br /&gt;
In place of golden pinnacles and towers, &lt;br /&gt;
Only some sunny mounds of leaves and flowers, &lt;br /&gt;
Only beloved of birds and butterflies. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
My friends were duped, my favorers deceived; &lt;br /&gt;
But sometimes, musing sorrowfully there, &lt;br /&gt;
That flowered wreck has seemed to me so fair &lt;br /&gt;
I scarce regret the temple unachieved. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
III &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
For there were nights . . . my love to him whose brow &lt;br /&gt;
Has glistened with the spoils of nights like those, &lt;br /&gt;
Home turning as a conqueror turns home, &lt;br /&gt;
What time green dawn down every street uprears &lt;br /&gt;
Arches of triumph! He has drained as well &lt;br /&gt;
Joy's perfumed bowl and cried as I have cried: &lt;br /&gt;
Be Fame their mistress whom Love passes by. &lt;br /&gt;
This only matters: from some flowery bed, &lt;br /&gt;
Laden with sweetness like a homing bee, &lt;br /&gt;
If one have known what bliss it is to come, &lt;br /&gt;
Bearing on hands and breast and laughing lips &lt;br /&gt;
The fragrance of his youth's dear rose. To him &lt;br /&gt;
The hills have bared their treasure, the far clouds &lt;br /&gt;
Unveiled the vision that o'er summer seas &lt;br /&gt;
Drew on his thirsting arms. This last thing known, &lt;br /&gt;
He can court danger, laugh at perilous odds, &lt;br /&gt;
And, pillowed on a memory so sweet, &lt;br /&gt;
Unto oblivious eternity &lt;br /&gt;
Without regret yield his victorious soul, &lt;br /&gt;
The blessed pilgrim of a vow fulfilled. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
IV &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
What is Success? Out of the endless ore &lt;br /&gt;
Of deep desire to coin the utmost gold &lt;br /&gt;
Of passionate memory; to have lived so well &lt;br /&gt;
That the fifth moon, when it swims up once more &lt;br /&gt;
Through orchard boughs where mating orioles build &lt;br /&gt;
And apple flowers unfold, &lt;br /&gt;
Find not of that dear need that all things tell &lt;br /&gt;
The heart unburdened nor the arms unfilled. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
O Love, whereof my boyhood was the dream, &lt;br /&gt;
My youth the beautiful novitiate, &lt;br /&gt;
Life was so slight a thing and thou so great, &lt;br /&gt;
How could I make thee less than all-supreme! &lt;br /&gt;
In thy sweet transports not alone I thought &lt;br /&gt;
Mingled the twain that panted breast to breast. &lt;br /&gt;
The sun and stars throbbed with them; they were caught &lt;br /&gt;
Into the pulse of Nature and possessed &lt;br /&gt;
By the same light that consecrates it so. &lt;br /&gt;
Love! -- 'tis the payment of the debt we owe &lt;br /&gt;
The beauty of the world, and whensoe'er &lt;br /&gt;
In silks and perfume and unloosened hair &lt;br /&gt;
The loveliness of lovers, face to face, &lt;br /&gt;
Lies folded in the adorable embrace, &lt;br /&gt;
Doubt not as of a perfect sacrifice &lt;br /&gt;
That soul partakes whose inspiration fills &lt;br /&gt;
The springtime and the depth of summer skies, &lt;br /&gt;
The rainbow and the clouds behind the hills, &lt;br /&gt;
That excellence in earth and air and sea &lt;br /&gt;
That makes things as they are the real divinity.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2236914732873172360-8547919711299099923?l=thapaanup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thapaanup.blogspot.com/feeds/8547919711299099923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thapaanup.blogspot.com/2010/12/fragments-by-alan-seeger.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2236914732873172360/posts/default/8547919711299099923?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2236914732873172360/posts/default/8547919711299099923?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thapaanup.blogspot.com/2010/12/fragments-by-alan-seeger.html' title='Fragments by Alan Seeger'/><author><name>cool_bro_anup</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03373639441294293793'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;AkEERH4yeSp7ImA9Wx9SGUs.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2236914732873172360.post-3445209847469685590</id><published>2010-12-10T00:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-10T00:10:05.091-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2010-12-10T00:10:05.091-08:00</app:edited><title>something interesting for u...</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;I would like to share these tipS to all...and hopefully cn help us to  grow...coz no one cn motivate any1 to do anything. All a person cn do  for another is provide them wd incentives to motivate themselves. Here  are 1O vry effective strategies to help you get up and get moving toward  actualizing ur enormous, untapped potential: &lt;br /&gt;
O1-dare to dream big dreams. Free ur mind and let it fly in the direction of ur dreams, goals and expectations.&lt;br /&gt;
O2-be willing to leave ur cmfort zone. The greatest barrier to achieving  ur potential is ur cmfort zone. Great things happen when u make frends  wd ur discmfort zone.&lt;br /&gt;
O3-dnt be afraid to make mistakes. Wisdom helps us avoid making mistakes and comes from making a million of them.&lt;br /&gt;
O4-dnt indulge n self-limiting thinking. Think empowering, expansive thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;
O5-choose to be happy. Happy people are easily settle for anything else.&lt;br /&gt;
O6-spend at least 1hr.a day in self development. Read gud books or  listen to inspiring tapes. Driving to and frm work provides an excellent  opportunity to listen to self-improvement tapes.&lt;br /&gt;
O7-train urself to finish what u start. So many of us becum scattered as  we try to accomplish a task. Finish 1task b4 u begin another.&lt;br /&gt;
O8-live fully in the present moment. When u live the past or the future u are'nt able to make things happen n the present.&lt;br /&gt;
O9-commit urself to joy. C.S. Lewis once said, *joy is the serious business of heaven*&lt;br /&gt;
1O-never quit when u experience a setback or frustration. Success could be just arround the corner.&lt;br /&gt;
d(-_-)b&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2236914732873172360-3445209847469685590?l=thapaanup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thapaanup.blogspot.com/feeds/3445209847469685590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thapaanup.blogspot.com/2010/12/something-interesting-for-u.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2236914732873172360/posts/default/3445209847469685590?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2236914732873172360/posts/default/3445209847469685590?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thapaanup.blogspot.com/2010/12/something-interesting-for-u.html' title='something interesting for u...'/><author><name>cool_bro_anup</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03373639441294293793'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;A0YDR38zfCp7ImA9Wx9SGU8.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2236914732873172360.post-402906306948713275</id><published>2010-12-09T13:12:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-09T13:12:56.184-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2010-12-09T13:12:56.184-08:00</app:edited><title>Do u really believe in gods?</title><content type='html'>Gods are meant for faith that drives our body $ soul together efficiently..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2236914732873172360-402906306948713275?l=thapaanup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thapaanup.blogspot.com/feeds/402906306948713275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thapaanup.blogspot.com/2010/12/do-u-really-believe-in-gods.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2236914732873172360/posts/default/402906306948713275?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2236914732873172360/posts/default/402906306948713275?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thapaanup.blogspot.com/2010/12/do-u-really-believe-in-gods.html' title='Do u really believe in gods?'/><author><name>cool_bro_anup</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03373639441294293793'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>