<?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:blogger='http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008' 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-8665062653913734221</id><updated>2026-08-04T01:14:35.017-07:00</updated><category term="Bras Besah Complex"/><category term="Indian Crafters"/><category term="Paper Quilling in Singapore"/><title type='text'>My Personal Blogspot</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gai3rajesh.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8665062653913734221/posts/default?redirect=false'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gai3rajesh.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8665062653913734221/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false'/><author><name>Gayathri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09376224783806677004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-hKz9UBIJzQY0lcSJw_Zm6WsyADwCseJ1DfELQ-ESfO3xNnP_OjZDFNKGY405CZvtDD3mDvWev_iiM98fqRaqxixB-ov9-sWXbbmO44xyOSjotrfZ3ytINYEbMXAnSQ/s220/23_165_9.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>72</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8665062653913734221.post-5003308544670550983</id><published>2013-09-24T23:01:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2013-09-24T23:01:58.940-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One More Please!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;&quot;&gt;It&#39;s another morning.... &amp;nbsp;I have to go to office.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;&quot;&gt;WHAT???? This is me!!! I shouted seeing my picture in the newspaper. But what the HELL is it doing in the obituary column??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;&quot;&gt;Strange.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;&quot;&gt;One sec... Let me think, last night when I went to bed I had severe pain in my chest, but I don&#39;t remember anything after that, I think I had sound sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;&quot;&gt;Its morning now, oh... It&#39;s already 10:00 AM, where is my coffee? I will be late for office and my boss will get a chance to shout at me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;&quot;&gt;Where is everyone? I screamed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;&quot;&gt;&quot;I think there is a crowd outside my room, let me check.&quot; I said to myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;&quot;&gt;So many people... Not all of them are crying. But why are some of them crying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;&quot;&gt;WHAT IS THIS??? I&#39;m lying there on a bed in the drawing room!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;&quot;&gt;&quot;I AM HERE”. I shouted!!! No one listened.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;&quot;&gt;&quot;LOOK I AM NOT DEAD”. I screamed once again!!! No one was interested in me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;&quot;&gt;They were all looking at me lying on the bed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;&quot;&gt;I went back to my bed room.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;&quot;&gt;&quot;Am I dead??&quot; &amp;nbsp;I asked myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;&quot;&gt;Where are my wife, my children, my mom-dad, my friends?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;&quot;&gt;I found them in the next room, all of them were crying. Still trying to console each other.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;&quot;&gt;My wife was crying. She was really looking sad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;&quot;&gt;My little kid was not sure what happened, but he was crying just coz his mom was sad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;&quot;&gt;How can I go without telling my kid that I really love him, I really do care for him....??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;&quot;&gt;How can I go without telling my wife that she is really the most beautiful and the most caring wife in this world..??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;&quot;&gt;How can I go without telling my parents that I am what I am just because of them...??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;&quot;&gt;How can I go without telling my friends that without them, perhaps I would have&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;&quot;&gt;Done wrong things in life- thanks for being there always&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;&quot;&gt;When I needed them. And sorry for not being there when they really needed me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;&quot;&gt;I can see a person standing in the corner and trying to hide his tears. Oh, he was once my best friend, but a small misunderstanding made us part, and we both never let go off our egos....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;&quot;&gt;I went there.. And offered him my hand, &quot;Dear friend. I just want to say sorry for everything, we are still good friends, please forgive me.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;&quot;&gt;No response from other side, what the hell?? He is still preserving his ego. I am saying sorry, even then!!! I really don&#39;t care for such people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;&quot;&gt;But one sec.. It seems he is not able to see me!!!! He did not see my extended hand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;&quot;&gt;My goodness. &amp;nbsp;AM I REALLY DEAD???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;&quot;&gt;I just sat down next to MYSELF; I also felt like crying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;&quot;&gt;&quot;OH GOD!!!! PLEASE GIVE ME FEW MORE DAYS.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;&quot;&gt;I just want to tell my wife, my parents, my kid and my friends how much I love them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;&quot;&gt;My wife entered the room, she looks beautiful.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;&quot;&gt;&quot;YOU&#39;R BEAUTIFUL&quot; I shouted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;&quot;&gt;She didn&#39;t hear my words, in fact she has never heard these words from me, coz I have never told her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;&quot;&gt;&quot;GOD!!!!&quot; I screamed. a little more time plzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.. I cried.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;&quot;&gt;One more chance please-to hug my child, to make my mom smile.. just once, to make my dad feel proud of me at least for a moment..., to say sorry to my friends for everything I have not told and done for them-inspite of that for still being there for me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;&quot;&gt;Then I looked up and cried!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;&quot;&gt;I shouted..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;&quot;&gt;&quot;GOD!!!! ONE MORE CHANCE PLEASE!!!!&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;&quot;&gt;&quot;You shouted in your sleep,&quot; said my wife as she gently woke me up. &quot;Did you have a nightmare?&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;&quot;&gt;I was sleeping..??!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;&quot;&gt;Oh that was just a dream..??!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;&quot;&gt;My wife was there. She could hear me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;&quot;&gt;This was the happiest moment in my life!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;&quot;&gt;I hugged her and whispered.. &quot;U R THE MOST BEAUTIFUL AND CARING WIFE IN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;&quot;&gt;THIS UNIVERSE.. I REALLY LOVE U DEAR&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;&quot;&gt;I just couldn’t understand that in spite of a smile on her face she had tears in her eyes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;&quot;&gt;I was so HAPPY!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;&quot;&gt;&quot;THANK YOU GOD FOR GIVING ME ANOTHER CHANCE!!!&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;It&#39;s not late.. Forget your egos, forget all that has happened....., and just express your love to others.... Be friendly..... Keep smiling and be happy for ever. .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;&quot;&gt;Rough and stressful days are quite a common phenomenon for most of us. We know we need to slow down, take a breath, but it is hard to know how and even harder to get started. For that purpose, here is a list of 30 simple daily tips that will help you relax, one step at a time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;&quot;&gt;Try to implement these suggestions for at least one month, integrate them into your daily routine, until you don&#39;t even have to think about them. Suddenly, you may realize you got a lot more relaxed in your day to day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;&quot;&gt;Day 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;&quot;&gt;Get into a rhythm. Energetic music increases the flow of blood and oxygen in the body, which does wonders for the heart. But if you are feeling stressed and worried, it might be better to listen to some slower music that will slow the blood flow and will allow you to feel relaxed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;&quot;&gt;Day 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;&quot;&gt;Ohm meditation can reduce the blood pressure as well as the risk of heart disease by 47%. Research from 2009 found that people who meditated for 3 months felt less anxious, angry and depressed than those who did not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;&quot;&gt;Day 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;&quot;&gt;Fetus position. Stop for five minutes in the hustle and bustle of the day and go into a fetal or mouse position. Close your eyes and allow yourselves to relax and let go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;&quot;&gt;Day 4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;&quot;&gt;Laughter is the best medicine. Take some time every day to laugh at something. Share a funny memory or a funny joke. Watch a funny movie. The relaxing effect will be felt immediately.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;&quot;&gt;Day 5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;&quot;&gt;With more than 7000 nerve endings in your hands and feet, a visit to the beauty salon may provide you with some relief, not only a pretty look.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;&quot;&gt;Day 6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;&quot;&gt;Drink at least 8 cups of water a day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;&quot;&gt;Day 7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;&quot;&gt;Borrowing in the sheets provides a whole row of health benefits, including better confidence and less stress. It releases endorphin and promotes good, sound sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;&quot;&gt;Day 8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;&quot;&gt;Stop being obsessive about tasks and schedules. The world won&#39;t come to an end if you forgot to do the dishes today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;&quot;&gt;Day 9&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;&quot;&gt;Yoga postures that focus on bending the back and opening the chest, allow oxygen to flow more freely to the lungs, thus reducing heart beat and blood pressure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;&quot;&gt;Day 10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;&quot;&gt;Dark chocolate is good not only for the heart, but can also be a relaxing treatment of stress. A Swiss research found that a small amount of dark chocolate a day reduces high levels of stress hormones among an anxious group of participants.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;&quot;&gt;Day 11&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;&quot;&gt;Today, remind yourselves to breath!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;&quot;&gt;Day 12&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;&quot;&gt;Get a good massage. Not only does is promote deep relaxation but also strenghthens the immunity system and helps release the muscles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;&quot;&gt;Day 13&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;&quot;&gt;It&#39;s ok to cry. Today, let the tears flow. Most people admit they feel better after crying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;&quot;&gt;Day 14&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;&quot;&gt;Have a long bath with some scents and oils. It will definitely make you feel better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;&quot;&gt;Day 15&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;&quot;&gt;Go outside and sit on the grass for awhile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;&quot;&gt;Day 16&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;&quot;&gt;Surround yourselves with blue. Paint a room, buy some blue clothes. Blue has been found to be the most relaxing of all the colors.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;&quot;&gt;Day 17&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;&quot;&gt;Settle a dispute. It feels good to help others let go of their anger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;&quot;&gt;Day 18&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;&quot;&gt;Schedule a break. Take a break during work and don&#39;t do anything with it but closing your eyes and relaxing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;&quot;&gt;Day 19&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;&quot;&gt;Make one step at a time. If the list of tasks looks long, focus on one thing only on the list and ask yourselves:&quot;What is the one thing I can do right now?&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;&quot;&gt;Day 20&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;&quot;&gt;The fleshy part between the index finger and the thumb is called by Chinese medicine: &quot;hoku&quot;. Press it strongly for about 30 seconds to reduce stress and tension in the upper body. .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;&quot;&gt;Day 21&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;&quot;&gt;Research shows that a lack of omega-3 in the body, fatty acids and essential vitamins can cause mood swings. Today, try to eat a Mediterranean meal and see the difference.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;&quot;&gt;Day 22&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;&quot;&gt;Today do something fun and different. Join a course, take a new route home or just treat yourself to something you usually don&#39;t.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;&quot;&gt;Day 23&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;&quot;&gt;Today, allow yourself at least a few hours of no phones, no internet, no communication of any kind. Learn to be disconnected sometimes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;&quot;&gt;Day 24&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;&quot;&gt;Today, invest in at least one strong embrace!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;&quot;&gt;Day 25&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;&quot;&gt;Plan a fun and special weekend for you to go on soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;&quot;&gt;Day 26&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;&quot;&gt;A good nap. Pressure can be caused by sleepless nights. Today, allow yourself a 30 minute nap in the middle of the day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;&quot;&gt;Day 27&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;&quot;&gt;Find another place besides work and home to visit today!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;&quot;&gt;Day 28&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;&quot;&gt;Research shows that the simple act of smiling makes us feel happier. Yes, even fake smiling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;&quot;&gt;Day 29&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;&quot;&gt;Start a &#39;worry journal&#39;. Open a notebook and write all the bad thoughts going around your head. A worry journal will allow you to focus on the stress causers and wipe them out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;&quot;&gt;Day 30&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;&quot;&gt;Take today to appreciate what you have and encourage yourselves. This will make it easier to start all the tips again next month!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Employee &quot;A&quot; in a company walked up to his manager and asked what my job is for the day? The manager took &quot;A&quot; to the bank of a river and asked him to cross the river and reach the other side of the bank. &quot;A&quot; completed this task successfully and reported back to the manager about the completion of the task assigned. The manager smiled and said &quot;GOOD JOB&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Next day Employee &quot;B&quot; reported to the same manager and asked him the job for the day. The manager assigned the same task as above to this person also. The Employee &quot;B&#39; before starting the task saw Employee &quot;C&quot; struggling in the river to reach the other side of the bank. He realized &quot;C&quot; has the same task. Now &quot;B&quot; not only crossed the river but also helped &quot;C&quot; to cross the river. &quot;B&quot; reported back to the manager and the manager smiled and said &quot;VERY GOOD JOB&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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The following day Employee &quot;Q&quot; reported to the same manager and asked him the job for the day. The manager assigned the same task again. Employee &quot;Q&quot; before starting the work did some home work and realized &quot;A&quot;, &quot;B&quot; &amp;amp; &quot;C&quot; all has done this task before. He met them and understood how they performed. He realized that there is a need for a guide and training for doing this task. He sat first and wrote down the procedure for crossing the river, he documented the common mistakes people made, and tricks to do the task efficiently and effortlessly. Using the methodology he had written down he crossed the river and reported back to the manager along with documented procedure and training material. The manger said &quot;Q&quot; you have done an &quot;EXCELLENT JOB&quot;.&lt;br /&gt;
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The following day Employee &quot;O&#39; reported to the manager and asked him the job for the day. The manager assigned the same task again. &quot;O&quot; studied the procedure written down by &quot;Q&quot; and sat and thought about the whole task. He realized company is spending lot of money in getting this task completed. He decided not to cross the river, but sat and designed and implemented a bridge across the river and went back to his manager and said, &quot;You no longer need to assign this task to any one&quot;. The manager smiled and said &quot;Outstanding job &#39;O&#39;. I am very proud of you.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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What is the difference between A, B, Q &amp;amp; O? Many a times in life we get tasks to be done at home, at office, at play.,&lt;br /&gt;
Most of us end up doing what is expected out of us. Do we feel happy? Most probably yes. We would be often disappointed when the recognition is not meeting our expectation. Let us compare ourselves with &quot;B&quot;. Helping someone else the problem often improves our own skills. There is an old proverb (I do not know the author) &quot;learn to teach and teach to learn&quot;. From a company point of view &quot;B&quot; has demonstrated much better skills than &quot;A&quot; since one more task for the company is completed.&lt;br /&gt;
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&quot;Q&quot; created knowledge base for the team. More often than not, we do the task assigned to us without checking history. Learning from other&#39;s mistake is the best way to improve efficiency. This knowledge creation for the team is of immense help. Re-usability reduces cost there by increases productivity of the team. &quot;Q&quot; demonstrated good &quot;team-player&quot; skills,&lt;br /&gt;
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Now to the outstanding person, &quot;O&quot; made the task irrelevant; he created a Permanent Asset to the team.&lt;br /&gt;
If you notice B, Q and O all have demonstrated &quot;team performance&quot; over and above individual performance; they have also demonstrated a very invaluable characteristic known as &quot;INITIATIVE&quot;.&lt;br /&gt;
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Initiative pays of everywhere whether at work or at personal life. If you have initiative you will succeed. Initiative is a continual process and it never ends. This is because this year&#39;s achievement is next year&#39;s task. You cannot use the same success story every year. The story provides an instance of performance, where as measurement needs to be spread across at least 6-12 months. Consequently performance should be consistent and evenly spread. Out-of-Box thinkers are always premium and that is what everyone constantly looks out for. Initiative, Out-of-Box thinking and commitment are the stepping stone to success.&lt;br /&gt;
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Initiative should be lifelong. Think of out of the box…..Happy Working&lt;br /&gt;
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Last spring I was walking in a park. A short distance ahead of me was a mom and her three-year-old daughter. The little girl was holding on to a string that was attached to a helium balloon.&lt;br /&gt;
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All of a sudden, a sharp gust of wind took the balloon from the little girl. I braced myself for some screaming and crying.&lt;br /&gt;
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But, no! As the little girl turned to watch her balloon go skyward, she gleefully shouted out, &quot;Wow!&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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I didn&#39;t realize it at that moment, but that little girl taught me something.&lt;br /&gt;
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Later that day, I received a phone call from a person with news of an unexpected problem. I felt like responding with &quot;Oh no, what should we do?&quot; But remembering that little girl, I found myself saying, &quot;Wow, that&#39;s interesting! How can I help you?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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One thing&#39;s for sure - life&#39;s always going to keep us off balance with its unexpected problems. That&#39;s a given. What&#39;s not preordained is our response. We can choose to be frustrated or fascinated.&lt;br /&gt;
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No matter what the situation, a fascinated &quot;Wow!&quot; will always beat a frustrated &quot;Oh, no.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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So the next time you experience one of life&#39;s unexpected gusts, remember that little girl and make it a &quot;Wow!&quot; experience. The &quot;Wow!&quot; response always works . .&lt;br /&gt;
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I always
hated it. The dark feeling that I always hate kept on coming when I am alone.&amp;nbsp; It all started when I heard a story…..&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Rain pattered on the window sill as I
looked wearily at my brother, Pranav, as he listened to his I-pod. I went to
him and asked him to tell me a story. He sneered at me in an evil kind of way. He
started this very scary story. Once upon a time, there was a man eating Cannibal.
He looks for small boys and chops them to pieces and eats them with deserts
made by blood. He said he might appear anywhere and cut even me into small
pieces. I shuddered at the thought of being chopped. I kept thinking about this
story the whole day.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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man kept on coming in my dreams, chopping my head, my hands, my legs and
happily laughing while doing so. He even laughed out loud that the whole world
can hear.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I woke up hearing a strange noise
in the kitchen. It was very sick. I went down to have a look. Lo and behold! It
was the Cannibal again! He came towards me, swinging his machete. Suddenly his
hand stretched and gripped me hard, not wanting to leave me. I shivered until
my heart moved to my brain. The evil man plunged his machete into my heart!!!!!
Ahhhhhhh!!!!! I shouted as loud as a thunder. Blackness fell over me.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Darren! Darren! Wake up!! Time to get
up! I woke up. I wanted to scream. I could not believe that I was alive there
lying on my bed. Was that just a dream? I couldn’t believe it. I brushed my
teeth and had breakfast. Mom and Dad went to work. My brother Pranav was
already off to his friend’s house. I….was….alone!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I ran up to do my homework. As I was
doing my work, I heard a muffled sound, but I did not care. It came again, I slowly
started shivering. I stood up, feeling very scared. I heard it again; I
screamed and ran to the corner. It kept on coming until I called my mom. After
she picked up I stammered, “Mom!!! I am scared! Please come home now! I cannot
stay alone!” My mom paused for a while and then said, “Darren, you are grown
up. You cannot be scared like this. Mmmm… ok! Do this. There is a small God
statue in the right side shelf. Take it and keep it next to you. Pray God and
you will be safe for sure. Trust me! I will try to come home faster.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; After the call, I tiptoed to the
right side shelf that my mom mentioned, and I took the God statue carefully and
tiptoed back to my room. I still heard the sound but this time it was getting
feeble and feeble. I started getting more confident and felt braver. Pranav
came back home first before lunch. We both had lunch together and did our homework
together. I wasn’t thinking of the Cannibal again that day. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; But whenever I am forced to be
alone, I feel terrorized little bit and whenever I feel so, I run to the right
side shelf to take the God statue and tell to myself “All is well! All is well!”&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&amp;nbsp;- written by my son Pranav&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;My Dear
Friends,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Every beginning
will have an end. Every journey will have a destination. Every individual will
have a cup which can hold certain amount of experience. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;I know now
that my cup can hold just this much of experience (46 years). I do not want to
stretch myself to infinity. Instead I want to live within my limitations.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Metaphorically
speaking, each one of us has a cup-like receptor that takes in experiences. It
is not for us to determine the size. That cup can hold all the experiences of a
lifetime and overflow. If we are not stingy and small minded, we will welcome
many good experiences and goodness always overflows naturally.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;There have
been many seasons in my life. When the going was good, my cup of joy was full.
When the way ahead was hard, my cup of sorrow was full. Sometimes there was so
much of excitement and enthusiasm, that there was an overflow. Other times the
road was dry and barren. I did manage to fall into pot holes of stagnancy. When
the way was uphill, I was held by supporting hands. When I tasted the calm and
tranquility of peaceful hours, I was as it was lulled into a quiescent state of
being.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;It was by
divine design that I was a human being with limitations. My cup of life was
meant to hold just this much, not more. I was made to be comfortable in the
environment around me. Like fish struggling on land and completely ease in
water, I too was made to flourish in certain circumstances and not in others.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;The cup
that overflows is the cup of joy and peace. These cannot be contained. They are
infectious, as is in the laughter of little children. With such joy there can
be no comparisons. It overcomes boundaries and barriers and enfolds others.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;I was not
made to overcome great heights, but to rise above small hills and mountains. I
have been content and happy with small achievements. That was as much as my cup
of life could hold. Whenever I have gone beyond myself, my cup was overflowed.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;All the
empowerment I have experienced in my life has come because these were the
memories my cup could hold. Deep self-doubt was thus converted to deep
self-confidence. The empowerment came not from unlimited exposure but from
limited experiences that are part of every human being’s life.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Today I
count myself lucky that my cup has been able to hold this much. I do not aspire
for the impossible. I have my faults, failings, foibles and my share of
mistakes. I am imperfect and in many ways flawed. So I do not need to prove
myself over and over again. I do not need to impress others. I can be just
natural, without formality or pretense. I can be bold in what I do and say –
knowing that my world view is mine, not necessarily the same as another’s.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;As I
continue on the pathway, I am not distracted by things that do not figure in my
life priorities anyhow. There are many things that I can still do for others,
despite my limitations. By doing these, I take in what my cup of life can hold
and then my cup overflows with joy, contentment and happiness.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;You can always contact me for any good cause. If I can fill your cup with joy I am honoured. If you fill mine with joy I am blessed.&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;You will certainly come to know my exact date of relieving soon and I am sure you will there to say Good Bye to me that day.&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;May God Bless you all and fill your cups with joy and happiness till it overflows.&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;This is the letter he sent to his friends after he submitted his resignation... 65 year old man!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Extraordinary Stories About Ordinary People

Sudha Murty, chairperson, Infosys Foundation and author, is known for her ability to glean interesting stories from the lives of ordinary people and weave these narratives into a unique blend of anecdote and fable.

Her latest collection of stories, &#39;The Day I Stopped Drinking Milk&#39;, features a fascinating cast of characters, each of whom made an indelible impression on the author.&lt;br /&gt;
Extracted here is a nugget from &#39;Bombay to Bangalore&#39;, one of the most heartwarming stories in this collection:&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;It was the beginning of summer. I was boarding Udyan Express at Gulbarga railway station. My destination was Bangalore. As I boarded the train, I saw that the second-class reserved compartment was jam-packed with people. I sat down and was pushed to the corner of the berth. Though it was meant for three people, there were already six of us sitting on it...

The ticket collector came in and started checking people&#39;s tickets and reservations.. Suddenly, he looked in my direction and asked, &#39;What about your ticket?&#39; &#39;I have already shown my ticket to you,&#39; I said.
&#39;Not you, madam, the girl hiding below your berth. Hey, come out, where is your ticket?&#39; I realized that someone was sitting below my berth. When the collector yelled at her, the girl came out of hiding.

She was thin, dark, scared and looked like she had been crying profusely. She must have been about thirteen or fourteen years old.She had uncombed hair and was dressed in a torn skirt and blouse. She was trembling and folded both her hands..&lt;br /&gt;
The collector started forcibly pulling her out from the compartment. Suddenly, I had a strange feeling. I stood up and called out to the collector. &#39;Sir, I will pay for her ticket,&#39; I said. Then he looked at me and said, &#39;Madam, if you give her ten rupees, she will be much happier with that than with the ticket.&#39;

I did not listen to him. I told the collector to give me a ticket to the last destination, Bangalore, so that the girl could get down wherever she wanted.

Slowly, she started talking. She told me that her name was Chitra. She lived in a village near Bidar. Her father was a coolie and she had lost her mother at birth.&lt;br /&gt;
Her father had remarried and had two sons with her stepmother. But a few months ago, her father had died. Her stepmother started beating her often and did not give her food. She was tired of that life. She did not have anybody to support her so she left home in search of something better.

By this time, the train had reached Bangalore. I said goodbye to Chitra and got down from the train. My driver came and picked up my bags. I felt someone watching me.&lt;br /&gt;
When I turned back, Chitra was standing there and looking at me with sad eyes. But there was nothing more that I could do. I had paid her ticket out of compassion but I had never thought that she was going to be my responsibility!...

I told her to get into my car. My driver looked at the girl curiously. I told him to take us to my friend Ram&#39;s place. Ram ran separate shelter homes for boys and girls. We at the Infosys Foundation supported him financially. I thought Chitra could stay there for some time and we could talk about her future after I came back from my tours.

I was not sure if Chitra would even be there. But to my surprise, I saw Chitra looking much happier than before. Ram suggested that Chitra could go to a high school nearby. I immediately agreed and said that I would sponsor her expenses as long as she continued to study. I left the shelter knowing that Chitra had found a home and a new direction
in her life.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;I got busier and my visits to the shelter reduced to once a year. But I always enquired about Chitra&#39;s well-being over the phone. I knew that she was studying well and that her progress was good.. I offered to sponsor her college studies if she wanted to continue studying.&lt;br /&gt;
But she said, &#39;No, Akka. I have talked to my friends and made up my mind. I would like to do my diploma in computer science so that I can immediately get a job after three years.&#39; She wanted to become economically independent as soon as possible.. Chitra obtained her diploma with flying colours. She also got a job in a software company as an assistant testing engineer. When she got her first salary, she came to my office with a sari and a box of sweets.

One day, when I was in Delhi, I got a call from Chitra. She was very happy. &#39;Akka, my company is sending me to USA!&lt;br /&gt;
I wanted to meet you and take your blessings but you are not here in Bangalore.&#39;.

Years passed. Occasionally, I received an e-mail from Chitra. She was doing very well in her career. She was posted across several cities in USA and was enjoying life. I silently prayed that she should always be happy wherever she was.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;Years later, I was invited to deliver a lecture in San Francisco for Kannada Koota, an organization where families who speak Kannada meet and organize events. The lecture was in a convention hall of a hotel and I decided to stay at the same hotel. After the lecture, I was planning to leave for the airport. When I checked out of the hotel room and went to the reception counter to pay the bill, the receptionist said, &#39;Ma&#39;am, you don&#39;t need to pay us anything.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;The lady over there has already settled your bill. She must know you pretty well.&#39; I turned around and found Chitra there.

She was standing with a young white man and wore a beautiful sari. She was looking very pretty with short hair. Her dark eyes were beaming with happiness and pride. As soon as she saw me, she gave me a brilliant smile, hugged me and touched my feet. I was overwhelmed with joy and did not know what to say. I was very happy to see the way things had turned out for Chitra.&lt;br /&gt;
But I came back to my original question. &#39;Chitra, why did you pay my hotel bill? That is not right.&#39; suddenly sobbing, she hugged me and said, &#39;Because you paid for my ticket from Bombay to Bangalore!&#39;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;(Excerpted with permission from Penguin Books India from Sudha Murty&#39;s &#39;The Day I Stopped Drinking Milk: Life Stories From Here and There&#39;)</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gai3rajesh.blogspot.com/feeds/5842741263447282983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gai3rajesh.blogspot.com/2012/08/the-day-i-stopped-drinking-milk.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8665062653913734221/posts/default/5842741263447282983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8665062653913734221/posts/default/5842741263447282983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gai3rajesh.blogspot.com/2012/08/the-day-i-stopped-drinking-milk.html' title='The Day I Stopped Drinking Milk'/><author><name>Gayathri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09376224783806677004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-hKz9UBIJzQY0lcSJw_Zm6WsyADwCseJ1DfELQ-ESfO3xNnP_OjZDFNKGY405CZvtDD3mDvWev_iiM98fqRaqxixB-ov9-sWXbbmO44xyOSjotrfZ3ytINYEbMXAnSQ/s220/23_165_9.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8665062653913734221.post-7615837097203483690</id><published>2012-07-23T00:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2012-07-23T00:53:55.355-07:00</updated><title type='text'>All about bread</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href=http://www.todayifoundout.com/index.php/2011/06/5-quick-facts-about-bread/&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://www.todayifoundout.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/06/Bread-Facts-copy.jpg&quot; title=&quot;5 Quick Facts About Bread&quot; alt=&quot;Bread Facts Infographic&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Source: &lt;a href=&#39;http://www.todayifoundout.com&#39;&gt;Today I found out&lt;/a&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gai3rajesh.blogspot.com/feeds/7615837097203483690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gai3rajesh.blogspot.com/2012/07/all-about-bread.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8665062653913734221/posts/default/7615837097203483690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8665062653913734221/posts/default/7615837097203483690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gai3rajesh.blogspot.com/2012/07/all-about-bread.html' title='All about bread'/><author><name>Gayathri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09376224783806677004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-hKz9UBIJzQY0lcSJw_Zm6WsyADwCseJ1DfELQ-ESfO3xNnP_OjZDFNKGY405CZvtDD3mDvWev_iiM98fqRaqxixB-ov9-sWXbbmO44xyOSjotrfZ3ytINYEbMXAnSQ/s220/23_165_9.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8665062653913734221.post-4685596008154806573</id><published>2012-07-23T00:06:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2012-07-23T00:06:56.319-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Two sides of a coin</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;
A Mother was reading a magazine and her cute little daughter every now and then distracted her.&lt;br /&gt;
To keep her busy, she tore one page on which was printed the map of the world.&lt;br /&gt;
She tore it into pieces and asked her to go to her room and put them together to make the map again.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
She was sure her daughter would take a lot more time and probably whole of day to get it done.&lt;br /&gt;
But the little one came back within minutes with perfect map.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
When she asked how she could do it so quickly, she said,&lt;br /&gt;
&quot;Oh Mom, there is a man&#39;s face on the other side of the paper. I made the face perfect to get the map right.&quot; she ran outside to play leaving the mother surprised.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Moral :&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Perhaps there is always the other side to whatever you experience in this world.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
This story indirectly teaches a lesson.&lt;br /&gt;
That is:&lt;br /&gt;
Whenever we come across a challenge or a puzzling situation,&lt;br /&gt;
Look at the other side...&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;&lt;br /&gt;
Will be surprised to see an easy way to tackle the problem or an acute difficulty.&lt;br /&gt;
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Solve all your problems this way and have a great day ahead!&lt;br /&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gai3rajesh.blogspot.com/feeds/4685596008154806573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gai3rajesh.blogspot.com/2012/07/two-sides-of-coin.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8665062653913734221/posts/default/4685596008154806573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8665062653913734221/posts/default/4685596008154806573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gai3rajesh.blogspot.com/2012/07/two-sides-of-coin.html' title='Two sides of a coin'/><author><name>Gayathri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09376224783806677004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-hKz9UBIJzQY0lcSJw_Zm6WsyADwCseJ1DfELQ-ESfO3xNnP_OjZDFNKGY405CZvtDD3mDvWev_iiM98fqRaqxixB-ov9-sWXbbmO44xyOSjotrfZ3ytINYEbMXAnSQ/s220/23_165_9.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8665062653913734221.post-4653291058254113158</id><published>2012-06-24T23:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2012-06-24T23:25:59.460-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Coin in the Shoes</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;
A young man, a student in one of our universities, was one day taking a walk with a professor, who was commonly&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white;&quot;&gt;called the students&#39; friend, from his kindness to those who waited on his instructions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white;&quot;&gt;As they went along, they saw lying in the path a pair of old shoes, which they supposed to belong to a poor man who&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white;&quot;&gt;was employed in a field close by, and who had nearly finished his day&#39;s work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white;&quot;&gt;The student turned to the professor, saying: &quot;Let us play the man a trick: we will hide his shoes, and conceal ourselves&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white;&quot;&gt;behind those bushes, and wait to see his perplexity when he cannot find them.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&quot;My young friend,&quot; answered the professor, &quot;we should never amuse ourselves at the expense someone. But you are&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white;&quot;&gt;rich, and may give yourself a much greater pleasure by means of the poor man. Put a coin into each shoe, and then we&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white;&quot;&gt;will hide ourselves and watch how the discovery affects him.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
The student did so, and they both placed themselves behind the bushes close by. The poor man soon finished his work,&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white;&quot;&gt;and came across the field to the path where he had left his coat and shoes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
While putting on his coat he slipped his foot into one of his shoes; but feeling something hard, he stooped down to feel&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white;&quot;&gt;what it was, and found the coin. Astonishment and wonder were seen upon his countenance. He gazed upon the coin,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white;&quot;&gt;turned it round, and looked at it again and again. He then looked around him on all sides, but no person was to be seen.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
He now put the money into his pocket, and proceeded to put on the other shoe; but his surprise was doubled on finding&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white;&quot;&gt;the other coin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white;&quot;&gt;His feelings overcame him; he fell upon his knees, looked up to heaven and uttered aloud a fervent thanksgiving, in&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white;&quot;&gt;which he spoke of his wife, sick and helpless, and his children without bread, whom the timely bounty, from some&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white;&quot;&gt;unknown hand, would save from perishing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
The student stood there deeply affected, and his eyes filled with tears.&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white;&quot;&gt;&quot;Now,&quot; said the professor, &quot;are you not much better pleased than if you had played your intended trick?&quot;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
The youth replied, &quot;You have taught me a lesson which I will never forget. I feel now the truth of those words, which I&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white;&quot;&gt;never understood before: &#39;It is more blessed to give than to receive.&#39;&quot;&lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gai3rajesh.blogspot.com/feeds/4653291058254113158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gai3rajesh.blogspot.com/2012/06/coin-in-shoes.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8665062653913734221/posts/default/4653291058254113158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8665062653913734221/posts/default/4653291058254113158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gai3rajesh.blogspot.com/2012/06/coin-in-shoes.html' title='Coin in the Shoes'/><author><name>Gayathri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09376224783806677004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-hKz9UBIJzQY0lcSJw_Zm6WsyADwCseJ1DfELQ-ESfO3xNnP_OjZDFNKGY405CZvtDD3mDvWev_iiM98fqRaqxixB-ov9-sWXbbmO44xyOSjotrfZ3ytINYEbMXAnSQ/s220/23_165_9.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8665062653913734221.post-163830459358995329</id><published>2012-06-20T01:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2012-06-20T01:26:32.801-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Why does our Body do that?</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; font-size: 19px; line-height: 21px;&quot;&gt;Learn the common causes behind your body&#39;s little quirks. Whether uncomfortable, embarrassing or just plain weird, there are some pretty funky things that our bodies do. Curious about the causes of such reactions as hiccups, goose bumps and eye twitches, Eric Plasker, DC, Author of The 100 Year Lifestyle, gives the real scoop. Read on to discover the common reasons for 14 peculiar bodily functions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 19px; line-height: 21px;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Yawns&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 19px; line-height: 21px;&quot;&gt;If your body is low on oxygen, your mouth opens wide and tries to suck more in. Yawning is a way to regulate the amount of carbon dioxide and oxygen in your blood. Unfortunately, yawns are nearly impossible to stifle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 19px; line-height: 21px;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Eye Twitches&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 19px; line-height: 21px;&quot;&gt;Serious eye twitches can be a symptom of neurological disorders, but often there is a more mundane explanation. Common causes for eye twitches include stress, lack of sleep extended staring or eye strain. Before you get frantic, try reducing your stress level, cutting back on caffeine and catching up on sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 19px; line-height: 21px;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Itches&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 19px; line-height: 21px;&quot;&gt;According to Dr. Plasker, our skin most often gets itchy because of dryness associated with the environment or over-washing. Water and soap can strip skin of its natural oils, thus sapping moisture. Face or body lotion should be able to keep these types of itches under control; also look for body washes and soaps labeled &#39;moisturizing&#39;. If you still have itchy patches, you may be experiencing an allergic reaction to a chemical, plant, food, animal or drug. See an allergist if the itching is persistent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 19px; line-height: 21px;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hiccups&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 19px; line-height: 21px;&quot;&gt;If you&#39;ve frequently got a case of the hiccups, try slowing down when you eat and drink, suggests Dr. Plasker. Doing either too quickly causes your stomach to swell; this irritates your diaphragm, which contracts and causes hiccups. You may also get hiccups in emotional situations or if your body experiences a sudden temperature change. In both of these cases, the hiccups are a result of a glitch in your nerve pathways, which is why a sudden scare - which might shake up and reset your nerves - can sometimes end an episode.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 19px; line-height: 21px;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Goose Bumps&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 19px; line-height: 21px;&quot;&gt;Those tiny bumps that cover your skin when you&#39;re cold or scared are actually a defense mechanism. Goose bumps occur when the arrector pili, a tiny muscle that connects the hair follicle with skin, contracts and makes the hair stand on end. If you had more hair - like cavemen did - the upright hair would trap air to keep you warm or make you look bushier and therefore more threatening to predators.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 19px; line-height: 21px;&quot;&gt;Sneezes happen when your body is trying to expel an irritant from the nasal cavity. If you have allergies, pollen or pet dander is usually to blame. If you have a cold, your body makes mucus to trap the virus, and sneezing helps force it (and the sickness) out of your body. An over-the-counter allergy or cold medicine helps suppress your reaction to allergens or reduce mucus production, which should prevent sneezing fits.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 19px; line-height: 21px;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Coughs&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 19px; line-height: 21px;&quot;&gt;A cough is another mechanism your body uses to get rid of irritants. There are special cells along your air passage, says Dr. Plasker, that recognize irritants and force them out. Common colds, sinus infections and pneumonia all increase your body&#39;s mucus production, which triggers coughing. Smoking and asthma also tend to irritate the cells. To help cut down on chronic coughing, exercise regularly and practice good posture to keep your air passage open.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 19px; line-height: 21px;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Charley Horses&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 19px; line-height: 21px;&quot;&gt;These sudden, super-painful muscle spasms can be blamed on several things, including dehydration or electrolyte imbalances - often from strenuous exercise. After a demanding workout or an extra-long run, sip a sports drink to keep your system running smoothly. If you experience this type of cramping, walk around to help relieve the pain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 19px; line-height: 21px;&quot;&gt;Shivering, says Dr. Plasker, is full-body muscle twitching. When your temperature drops too low, your body shakes all over in an attempt to generate heat. The only way to cure these kind of shivers is to get your temperature back to 98.6 Degree F.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 19px; line-height: 21px;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ear Ringing&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 19px; line-height: 21px;&quot;&gt;Ear ringing, or tinnitus, can happen for two reasons. If you have fluid or an infection in your middle ear, you may hear a constant buzz. However, the more common cause is damage to the microscopic ends of your hearing nerves, which often happens when you&#39;re exposed to loud noises. To prevent permanent damage (and preserve your hearing), wear earplugs at concerts and sporting events - or even when you mow the lawn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 19px; line-height: 21px;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Stomach Rumbles&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 19px; line-height: 21px;&quot;&gt;As food, liquid and gas move through your digestive tract, your stomach muscles and intestines contract and cause rumbling noises - Borborygmi is the scientific name. Everyone&#39;s stomach makes noise during digestion, but if you have extra-loud rumbles, a teaspoon of olive oil or a cup of herbal tea with lemon may help ease them, says Dr. Plasker.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 19px; line-height: 21px;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Limbs Falling Asleep&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 19px; line-height: 21px;&quot;&gt;When there&#39;s consistent pressure on part of a limb - like when you sit on your feet or rest your head on an arm - the pressure squeezes your nerve pathways and scrambles messages sent to your brain. The mixed messages make you lose feeling in the squished body part because your brain has trouble telling it what to do. To prevent a case of pins and needles, avoid sitting or lying in positions that compress your nerves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 19px; line-height: 21px;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Seeing Stars&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 19px; line-height: 21px;&quot;&gt;If you stand too quickly, suffer a blow to the head or are stricken by a migraine, there&#39;s a good chance you&#39;ll see stars as blood surges to different parts of your body. Generally these tiny flashes of light will fade in a few seconds. If you see stars for more than a few moments, you could have a tear or tiny clot in your retina, and you should consult a physician immediately.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 19px; line-height: 21px;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ear Popping&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 19px; line-height: 21px;&quot;&gt;The Eustachian tube in your inner ear is responsible for maintaining equal pressure on both sides of your eardrum. When you experience a rapid change in altitude - during takeoff in an airplane or when riding an elevator in an extra-tall building - the Eustachian tube opens to release pressure, and you hear a pop. To force the tube open (and &#39;pop&#39; your ears), squeeze your nostrils closed while exhaling forcefully through your nose.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gai3rajesh.blogspot.com/feeds/163830459358995329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gai3rajesh.blogspot.com/2012/06/why-does-our-body-do-that.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8665062653913734221/posts/default/163830459358995329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8665062653913734221/posts/default/163830459358995329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gai3rajesh.blogspot.com/2012/06/why-does-our-body-do-that.html' title='Why does our Body do that?'/><author><name>Gayathri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09376224783806677004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-hKz9UBIJzQY0lcSJw_Zm6WsyADwCseJ1DfELQ-ESfO3xNnP_OjZDFNKGY405CZvtDD3mDvWev_iiM98fqRaqxixB-ov9-sWXbbmO44xyOSjotrfZ3ytINYEbMXAnSQ/s220/23_165_9.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8665062653913734221.post-2969732755017709736</id><published>2012-06-07T00:14:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2012-06-07T00:14:55.583-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TIPS ON PUMPING PETROL</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=&quot;color: navy; font-family: Tahoma, Verdana, Arial, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 19px;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: navy; font-family: Tahoma, Verdana, Arial, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;How to get more per liter. Very informative and MONEY-SAVER!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: navy; font-family: Tahoma, Verdana, Arial, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;I &amp;nbsp;don&#39;t know what you guys are paying for &amp;nbsp;petrol.... I am paying &amp;nbsp;up to Rs.1.35 to Rs.1.50 per liter. My line of work &amp;nbsp;is in petroleum for about 31 years now, so here &amp;nbsp;are some tricks to get more of your money&#39;s &amp;nbsp;worth for every Liter: &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: navy; font-family: Tahoma, Verdana, Arial, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;Here &amp;nbsp;at the Shell Pipeline where I work , &amp;nbsp;we deliver about 4 million liters in a 24-hour &amp;nbsp;period .. One day is diesel the &amp;nbsp;next day is jet fuel, and petrol, regular and &amp;nbsp;premium grades. We have 34-storage tanks here &amp;nbsp;with a total capacity of 16,800,000 &amp;nbsp;Liters.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: navy; font-family: Tahoma, Verdana, Arial, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;Only &amp;nbsp;buy or fill up your car or truck in the early &amp;nbsp;morning when the ground temperature is still &amp;nbsp;cold. Remember &amp;nbsp;that all service stations have their storage &amp;nbsp;tanks buried below ground. The colder the ground &amp;nbsp;the more dense the petrol, when it gets warmer &amp;nbsp;petrol expands, so buying in the afternoon or in &amp;nbsp;the evening....your liter is not exactly a &amp;nbsp;liter. In the petroleum business, the specific &amp;nbsp;gravity and the temperature of the petrol, &amp;nbsp;diesel and jet fuel, ethanol and other petroleum &amp;nbsp;products plays an important &amp;nbsp;role. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: navy; font-family: Tahoma, Verdana, Arial, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;A &amp;nbsp;1-degree rise in temperature is a big deal for &amp;nbsp;this business. But the service stations do not &amp;nbsp;have temperature compensation at the &amp;nbsp;pumps.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: navy; font-family: Tahoma, Verdana, Arial, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;When &amp;nbsp;you&#39;re filling up do not squeeze the trigger of &amp;nbsp;the nozzle to a fast modeIf you look you will see that the trigger has &amp;nbsp;three (3) stages: low, middle, and high.You &amp;nbsp;should be pumping on low mode, thereby &amp;nbsp;minimizing the vapours that are created while &amp;nbsp;you are pumping. All hoses at the pump have vapour return. If you are pumping on the fast &amp;nbsp;rate, some of the liquid that goes to your tank &amp;nbsp;becomes vapour. Those vapours are being sucked &amp;nbsp;up and back into the underground storage tank so you&#39;re getting less worth for your money.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: navy; font-family: Tahoma, Verdana, Arial, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;One of the most important tips is to fill up when &amp;nbsp;your Petrol tank is HALF FULL. The reason &amp;nbsp;for this is the more Petrol you have in your &amp;nbsp;tank the less air occupying its empty space. &amp;nbsp;petrol evaporates faster than you can imagine. &amp;nbsp;petrol storage tanks have an internal floating roof. This roof serves as zero clearance between &amp;nbsp;the Petrol and the atmosphere, so it minimizes &amp;nbsp;the evaporation. Unlike service stations, here &amp;nbsp;where I work, every truck that we load is &amp;nbsp;temperature compensated so that every liter is actually the exact amount.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: navy; font-family: Tahoma, Verdana, Arial, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;Another reminder, if there is a petrol truck pumping &amp;nbsp;into the storage tanks when you stop to buy Petrol, DO NOT fill up; most likely &amp;nbsp;the petrol is being stirred up as the Petrol is being delivered, and you might pick up some of &amp;nbsp;the dirt that normally settles on the &amp;nbsp;bottom.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: navy; font-family: Tahoma, Verdana, Arial, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;To have an impact, we need to reach literally &amp;nbsp;millions of Petrol buyers. It&#39;s really simple to &amp;nbsp;do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gai3rajesh.blogspot.com/feeds/2969732755017709736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gai3rajesh.blogspot.com/2012/06/tips-on-pumping-petrol.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8665062653913734221/posts/default/2969732755017709736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8665062653913734221/posts/default/2969732755017709736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gai3rajesh.blogspot.com/2012/06/tips-on-pumping-petrol.html' title='TIPS ON PUMPING PETROL'/><author><name>Gayathri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09376224783806677004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-hKz9UBIJzQY0lcSJw_Zm6WsyADwCseJ1DfELQ-ESfO3xNnP_OjZDFNKGY405CZvtDD3mDvWev_iiM98fqRaqxixB-ov9-sWXbbmO44xyOSjotrfZ3ytINYEbMXAnSQ/s220/23_165_9.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8665062653913734221.post-1559076107828392198</id><published>2012-06-06T02:50:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2012-06-06T02:50:10.659-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Haridas Guruji</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;
Tansen was a great musician in the court of Emperor Akbar. One day, charmed by his music, Akbar said, &quot;There is none who can equal you in music.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Tansen replied, &quot;No, my lord, there is one person.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Akbar got curious. Tansen explained, &quot;He is no ordinary person. His name is Haridas and he is a saint. He lives in Vrindavan and he is my guru.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Akbar wanted to invite Saint Haridas to the court to listen to his singing. Tansen replied, &quot;He will not stir out of Vrindavan. Many have tried to persuade him but failed.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Akbar asked, &quot;Can I hear his music? Can you take me there?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Tansen replied, &quot;If you are willing to come disguised as my disciple, I can take you there and I will try to make him sing.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
Akbar immediately agreed.&lt;br /&gt;
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So, a disguised Akbar and Tansen left for Vrindavan. On reaching the place of the saint, both of them paid their respects to the saint. The saint did not sing at all.&lt;br /&gt;
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In the evening, Tansen started singing. While singing, he deliberately made a mistake. Immediately the saint corrected him and to explain the correction started singing. Akbar and Tansen sat spellbound listening to him. It was the most divine music that Akbar had ever heard.&lt;br /&gt;
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After some time, the saint was absorbed in meditation and fell unconscious.&lt;br /&gt;
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Akbar said, &quot;You should be blessed to have such a teacher. How does he sing so well?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Tansen replied, &quot;He does not sing for mere mortals like us. He sings for God. That is why his music is so good.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gai3rajesh.blogspot.com/feeds/1559076107828392198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gai3rajesh.blogspot.com/2012/06/haridas-guruji.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8665062653913734221/posts/default/1559076107828392198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8665062653913734221/posts/default/1559076107828392198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gai3rajesh.blogspot.com/2012/06/haridas-guruji.html' title='Haridas Guruji'/><author><name>Gayathri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09376224783806677004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-hKz9UBIJzQY0lcSJw_Zm6WsyADwCseJ1DfELQ-ESfO3xNnP_OjZDFNKGY405CZvtDD3mDvWev_iiM98fqRaqxixB-ov9-sWXbbmO44xyOSjotrfZ3ytINYEbMXAnSQ/s220/23_165_9.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8665062653913734221.post-8690006171244174975</id><published>2012-05-10T20:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-05-10T20:45:19.051-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Set of Stupid Questions</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Trebuchet MS&#39;, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Trebuchet MS&#39;, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;1. At the theater: When you meet your friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Trebuchet MS&#39;, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;Stupid Question: Hey, what are you doing here?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Trebuchet MS&#39;, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;Answer: Don’t you know, I sell tickets in black over here..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Trebuchet MS&#39;, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;2. In the local train: A fat woman wearing pointed high-heeled shoes steps on your feet..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Trebuchet MS&#39;, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;Stupid Question: Sorry, did that hurt?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Trebuchet MS&#39;, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;Answer: No, not at all, I’m on local anesthesia…..why don’t you try again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Trebuchet MS&#39;, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Trebuchet MS&#39;, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;3. At a funeral: One of the teary-eyed people ask…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Trebuchet MS&#39;, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;Stupid Question: Why, why him, of all people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Trebuchet MS&#39;, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;Answer: Why? Would it rather have been you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Trebuchet MS&#39;, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Trebuchet MS&#39;, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;4. At a restaurant: When you ask the waiter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Trebuchet MS&#39;, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;Stupid Question: Is the “Chinese Manchurian” dish good??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Trebuchet MS&#39;, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;Answer: No, its terrible and made of adulterated powders. We occasionally also spit in it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Trebuchet MS&#39;, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Trebuchet MS&#39;, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;5. At a family get-together: When some distant aunt meets you after years…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Trebuchet MS&#39;, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;Stupid Question: Oh, Johnny you’ve become so big.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Trebuchet MS&#39;, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;Answer: Well you haven’t particularly shrunk yourself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Trebuchet MS&#39;, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Trebuchet MS&#39;, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;6. When a friend announces her wedding, and you ask…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Trebuchet MS&#39;, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;Stupid Question: Is the guy you’re marrying good?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Trebuchet MS&#39;, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;Answer: No, he’s a miserable wife-beating, insensitive lout…it’s just the money.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Trebuchet MS&#39;, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Trebuchet MS&#39;, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;7. When you get woken up at midnight by a phone call…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Trebuchet MS&#39;, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;Stupid Question: Sorry. Were you sleeping?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Trebuchet MS&#39;, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;Answer: No. I was doing research on cats. You thought I was sleeping….you idiot!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Trebuchet MS&#39;, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Trebuchet MS&#39;, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;8. When you see a friend with evidently shorter hair..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Trebuchet MS&#39;, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;Stupid Question: Hey have you had a haircut?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Trebuchet MS&#39;, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;Answer: No, its autumn and I’m shedding….&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Trebuchet MS&#39;, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Trebuchet MS&#39;, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;9. At the dentist when he’s sticking pointed objects in your mouth…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Trebuchet MS&#39;, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;Stupid Question: Tell me if it hurts?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Trebuchet MS&#39;, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;Answer: No it won`t. It will just bleed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Trebuchet MS&#39;, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Trebuchet MS&#39;, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;10. You are smoking a cigarette and a woman asks…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Trebuchet MS&#39;, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;Stupid Question: Oh, so you smoke.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Trebuchet MS&#39;, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;Answer: Gosh, it’s a miracle ……. it was a piece of chalk and now it’s in flames!!!&lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gai3rajesh.blogspot.com/feeds/8690006171244174975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gai3rajesh.blogspot.com/2012/05/another-set-of-stupid-questions.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8665062653913734221/posts/default/8690006171244174975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8665062653913734221/posts/default/8690006171244174975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gai3rajesh.blogspot.com/2012/05/another-set-of-stupid-questions.html' title='Another Set of Stupid Questions'/><author><name>Gayathri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09376224783806677004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-hKz9UBIJzQY0lcSJw_Zm6WsyADwCseJ1DfELQ-ESfO3xNnP_OjZDFNKGY405CZvtDD3mDvWev_iiM98fqRaqxixB-ov9-sWXbbmO44xyOSjotrfZ3ytINYEbMXAnSQ/s220/23_165_9.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8665062653913734221.post-437627763615410130</id><published>2012-05-10T20:34:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2012-05-10T20:37:57.392-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A girl and her 4 boyfriends</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Trebuchet MS&#39;, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;Once upon a time there was a girl who had four boyfriends.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Trebuchet MS&#39;, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;She loved the fourth boyfriend the most and adorned him with rich robes and treated him to the finest of delicacies. She gave him nothing but the best.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Trebuchet MS&#39;, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;She also loved the third boyfriend very much and was always showing him off to neighboring kingdoms. However, she feared that one day he would leave her for another.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Trebuchet MS&#39;, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;She also loved her second boyfriend. He was her confidant and was always kind, considerate and patient with her. Whenever this girl faced a problem, she could confide in him, and he would help her get through the difficult times.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Trebuchet MS&#39;, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;The girl&#39;s first boyfriend was a very loyal partner and had made great contributions in maintaining her wealth and kingdom. However, she did not love the first boyfriend, although he loved her deeply, she hardly took notice of him!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Trebuchet MS&#39;, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;One day, the girl fell ill and she knew her time was short. She thought of her luxurious life and wondered, &#39;I now have four boyfriends with me, but when I die, will I be alone.&#39;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Trebuchet MS&#39;, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;Thus, she asked the fourth boyfriend, &#39;I loved you the most, endowed you with the finest clothing and showered great care over you. Now that I&#39;m dying, will you follow me and keep me company?
&#39;No way!&#39;, replied the fourth boyfriend, and he walked away without another word. 

His answer cut like a sharp knife right into her heart.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Trebuchet MS&#39;, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;The sad girl then asked the third boyfriend, &#39;I loved you all my life. Now that I&#39;m dying, will you follow me and keep me company?&#39; &#39;No!&#39;, replied the third boyfriend. &#39;Life is too good! When you die, I&#39;m going to marry someone else!&#39; Her heart sank and turned cold.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Trebuchet MS&#39;, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;She then asked the second boyfriend, &#39;I have always turned to you for help and you&#39;ve always been there for me. When I die, will you follow me and keep me company?&#39; 

&#39;I&#39;m sorry, I can&#39;t help you out this time!&#39;, replied the second boyfriend. &#39;At the very most, I can only walk with you to your grave.&#39; 
His answer struck her Like a bolt of lightning, and the girl was devastated.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Trebuchet MS&#39;, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;Then a voice called out: &#39;I&#39;ll go with you. I&#39;ll follow you no matter where you go.&#39; The girl looked up, and there was her first boyfriend. He was very skinny as he suffered from malnutrition and neglect. 

Greatly grieved, the girl said, &#39;I should have taken much better care of you when I had the chance!&#39;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Trebuchet MS&#39;, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Trebuchet MS&#39;, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;In truth, you have four boyfriends in your lives:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Trebuchet MS&#39;, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Your fourth boyfriend is your body. No matter how much time and effort you lavish in making it look good, it will leave you when you die.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Trebuchet MS&#39;, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Your third boyfriend is your possessions, status and wealth.When you die, it will all go to others.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Trebuchet MS&#39;, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Your second boyfriend is your family and friends. No matter how much they have been there for you, the furthest they can stay by you is up to the grave.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Trebuchet MS&#39;, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; And your first boyfriend is your spirit. Often neglected in pursuit of wealth, power and pleasures of the world. 

However, your spirit is the only thing that will follow you where ever you go. Cultivate, strengthen and cherish it now, for it is the only part of you that will follow you to the throne of God and continue with you throughout Eternity.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Trebuchet MS&#39;, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Thought for the day&lt;/b&gt;: Remember, when the world pushes you to your knees, you&#39;re in the perfect position to pray.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Trebuchet MS&#39;, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;Being happy doesn&#39;t mean everything&#39;s perfect. It means you&#39;ve decided to see beyond the imperfections.&lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gai3rajesh.blogspot.com/feeds/437627763615410130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gai3rajesh.blogspot.com/2012/05/girl-and-her-4-boyfriends.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8665062653913734221/posts/default/437627763615410130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8665062653913734221/posts/default/437627763615410130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gai3rajesh.blogspot.com/2012/05/girl-and-her-4-boyfriends.html' title='A girl and her 4 boyfriends'/><author><name>Gayathri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09376224783806677004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-hKz9UBIJzQY0lcSJw_Zm6WsyADwCseJ1DfELQ-ESfO3xNnP_OjZDFNKGY405CZvtDD3mDvWev_iiM98fqRaqxixB-ov9-sWXbbmO44xyOSjotrfZ3ytINYEbMXAnSQ/s220/23_165_9.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8665062653913734221.post-7676732272245494596</id><published>2012-05-07T23:36:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2012-05-07T23:37:44.998-07:00</updated><title type='text'>PriceLess World</title><content type='html'>A husband wakes up at home with a huge hangover.
He forces himself to open his eyes, and the first thing he sees
is a couple of aspirins and a glass of water on the side table.
He sits down and sees his clothing in front of him, all clean and
pressed. He looks around the room and sees that
it is in perfect order, spotless, clean. So is the rest of the house.
He takes the aspirins and notices a note on the table.
&quot;Honey, breakfast is on the table, I left early to go grocery shopping.
Love You!&quot;
 
Totally shocked with the note , he goes to the kitchen and
sure enough there is a hot breakfast and the morning newspaper.
His son is also at the table, eating. He asks, &quot;Son, what happened last night?&quot;

His son says, &quot;Well, you came home around 3 AM, drunk and delirious. Broke some crockery, puked in the hall, and gave yourself a black eye when you stumbled into the door&quot;. 
 
Confused, the man asks, &quot;So, why is everything in order and so clean, and breakfast is on the table waiting for me?
I should expect a big quarrel with her!&quot;

His son replies, &quot;Oh, that! Mom dragged you to the bedroom,
and when she tried to take your clothes n shoes off, you said,
 
&quot;LADY LEAVE ME ALONE! I&#39;M MARRIED!&quot;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gai3rajesh.blogspot.com/feeds/7676732272245494596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gai3rajesh.blogspot.com/2012/05/priceless-world-worth-reading.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8665062653913734221/posts/default/7676732272245494596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8665062653913734221/posts/default/7676732272245494596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gai3rajesh.blogspot.com/2012/05/priceless-world-worth-reading.html' title='PriceLess World'/><author><name>Gayathri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09376224783806677004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-hKz9UBIJzQY0lcSJw_Zm6WsyADwCseJ1DfELQ-ESfO3xNnP_OjZDFNKGY405CZvtDD3mDvWev_iiM98fqRaqxixB-ov9-sWXbbmO44xyOSjotrfZ3ytINYEbMXAnSQ/s220/23_165_9.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8665062653913734221.post-4064121971712695045</id><published>2012-04-18T02:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-04-18T02:59:02.614-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Are you good in Logic?</title><content type='html'>Ashok, a fresh computer graduate from a world-class University, goes for an interview in a software company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The interviewer is Sunder, a grubby old man. And the first question he asks Ashok is, `Are you good at logic?&#39;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;`Of course,&#39; replies Ashok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;`Let me test you,&#39; replies Sunder. `Two men come down a chimney. One comes with a clean face and the other comes out with a dirty face. Which one would wash his face?&#39;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ashok stares at Sunder. `Is that a test in Logic?&#39; Sunder nods.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;`The one with the dirty face washes his face&#39;, Ashok answers wearily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;`Wrong. The one with the clean face washes his face. Examine the simple logic. The one with the dirty face looks at the one with the clean face and thinks his face is clean. The one with the clean face looks at the one with the dirty face and thinks his face is dirty. So, the one with the clean face washes his face.&#39;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;`Hmm. I never thought of that,&quot; says Ashok. `Give me another test.&#39;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunder holds up two fingers, `Two men come down a chimney. One comes out with a clean face and the other comes out with a dirty face. Which one washes his face?&#39;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;`We have already established that. The one with the clean face washes his face.&#39;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;`Wrong. Each one washes one&#39;s face. Examine the simple logic. The one with the dirty face looks at the one with the clean face and thinks his face is clean. The one with the clean face looks at the one with the dirty face and thinks his face is dirty. So, the one with the clean face washes his face. When the one with the dirty face sees the one with the clean face washing his face, he also washes his face. So each one washes one&#39;s face.&#39;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;`I didn&#39;t think of that!&#39; says Ashok. `It&#39;s shocking to me that I could make an error in logic. Test me again!&#39;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunder holds up two fingers, `Two men come down a chimney. One comes out with a clean face and the other comes out with a dirty face. Which one washes his face?&#39;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;`Each one washes his face.&#39;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;`Wrong. Neither one washes his face. Examine the simple logic. The one with the dirty face looks at the one with the clean face and thinks his face is clean. The one with the clean face looks at the one with the dirty face and thinks his face is dirty. But when the one with clean face sees that the one with the dirty face doesn&#39;t wash his face, he also doesn&#39;t wash his face. So neither one washes his face.&#39;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ashok is desperate. `I am qualified for this job. Please give me one more test!&#39;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He groans when Sunder lifts his two fingers, `Two men come down a chimney. One comes out with a clean face and the other comes out with a dirty face. Which one washes his face?&#39;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;`Neither one washes his face&#39;, Ashok replies, `I have learnt this logic.&#39;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;`Wrong, again. Do you now see, Ashok, why programming knowledge is insufficient for this job? Tell me, how is it possible for two men to come down the same chimney, and for one to come out with a clean face and the other with a dirty face? Don&#39;t you see the flaw in the premise?&#39;&quot;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gai3rajesh.blogspot.com/feeds/4064121971712695045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gai3rajesh.blogspot.com/2012/04/are-you-good-in-logic.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8665062653913734221/posts/default/4064121971712695045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8665062653913734221/posts/default/4064121971712695045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gai3rajesh.blogspot.com/2012/04/are-you-good-in-logic.html' title='Are you good in Logic?'/><author><name>Gayathri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09376224783806677004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-hKz9UBIJzQY0lcSJw_Zm6WsyADwCseJ1DfELQ-ESfO3xNnP_OjZDFNKGY405CZvtDD3mDvWev_iiM98fqRaqxixB-ov9-sWXbbmO44xyOSjotrfZ3ytINYEbMXAnSQ/s220/23_165_9.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8665062653913734221.post-4115101634599343948</id><published>2012-04-09T02:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-04-09T02:40:05.894-07:00</updated><title type='text'>When Your Hut&#39;s On Fire</title><content type='html'>The only survivor of a shipwreck was washed up on a small uninhabited island. He prayed feverishly for God to rescue him. &lt;br /&gt;Every day he scanned the horizon for help, but none seemed forthcoming. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exhausted, he eventually managed to build a little hut out of driftwood &lt;br /&gt;to protect himself from the elements, and to store his few possessions. &lt;br /&gt;One day, after scavenging for food, he arrived home to find his little &lt;br /&gt;hut in flames, with smoke rolling up to the sky. He felt the worst had &lt;br /&gt;happened, and everything was lost. He was stunned with disbelief, &lt;br /&gt;grief, and anger. He cried out, &#39;God! How could you do this to me?&#39; &lt;br /&gt;Early the next day, he was awakened by the sound of a ship approaching the island! It had come to rescue him! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&#39;How did you know I was here?&#39; asked the weary man of his rescuers. &lt;br /&gt;&#39;We saw your smoke signal,&#39; they replied. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Moral of This Story: &lt;br /&gt;It&#39;s easy to get discouraged when things are going bad, but we shouldn&#39;t &lt;br /&gt;lose heart, because God is at work in our lives, even in the midst of our &lt;br /&gt;pain and suffering. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember that the next time your little hut seems to be burning to the &lt;br /&gt;ground... it just may be a smoke signal that summons the Grace of God. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. You may want to consider passing this on, because you never know who feels as if their hut is on fire today.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gai3rajesh.blogspot.com/feeds/4115101634599343948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gai3rajesh.blogspot.com/2012/04/when-your-huts-on-fire.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8665062653913734221/posts/default/4115101634599343948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8665062653913734221/posts/default/4115101634599343948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gai3rajesh.blogspot.com/2012/04/when-your-huts-on-fire.html' title='When Your Hut&#39;s On Fire'/><author><name>Gayathri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09376224783806677004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-hKz9UBIJzQY0lcSJw_Zm6WsyADwCseJ1DfELQ-ESfO3xNnP_OjZDFNKGY405CZvtDD3mDvWev_iiM98fqRaqxixB-ov9-sWXbbmO44xyOSjotrfZ3ytINYEbMXAnSQ/s220/23_165_9.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8665062653913734221.post-5263275003714493469</id><published>2012-03-25T20:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-03-25T20:16:07.952-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Things You Must Know About Your Body Temperature</title><content type='html'>Body temperature is an important indicator of our health. What is normal body temperature? What part of the body gives the most accurate readings? Find out the answers to these and other questions regarding body temperature.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;1.Your body is great thermoregulator&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt; Our body has an amazing ability to keep its temperature within safe range to keep you healthy, no matter what conditions you are exposed to outside the body. When you feel hot, you start sweating, which cools you body down. When you feel cold, you start shivering, which is involuntary muscle contractions that generate heat. Goosebumps that appear on skin when you are feeling cold are actually tiny muscles that raise body hairs, which increase their thickness.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;2. Normal body temperature&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt; It is commonly accepted that normal human body temperature is 98.6 degrees F or 37 degrees C. However, there is also a number of variations to normal body temperature that depend on many factors, such as the time of the day, outside temperature, age of the person and others. Temperature may vary by 1 degrees F (0.6 degrees C), from 97 degrees F (36.1 degrees C) to 99 degrees F (37.2 degrees C), which is considered within normal range.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;3. The body temperature varies throughout the day&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt; Body temperature undergoes minor changes throughout the day. It is the lowest in the morning, between 4 and 6 a.m. And highest in the evening, around 6 to 8 p.m. Temperature also changes during sleep. Usually it starts to drop when we fall asleep, ensuring sound sleep and needed rest.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;4. Rectal temperature - most accurate&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt; Body temperature is measured with the help of different types of thermometers in various parts of the body. Temperature taken in your mouth may be influenced by many factors and is usually lower, while rectal and ear measurements are slightly higher than oral temperature readings. Temperature taken in your armpit may me the least accurate since it may not directly indicate core temperature. The most accurate way to measure body temperature is to take temperature rectally.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;5. Fever is good for you&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt; Many of us are scared of fever and try to reduce fever with medications. However, fever is not an illness, but the body&#39;s defense mechanism that fights infections and is basically harmless. Fever slows the growth of pathogenic bacteria and activates white blood cells to fight infection. Fever may range between 100 degrees to 104 degrees F and higher (37.8 degrees - 40 degrees C), but not all of them need to be treated with medications. The general rule of thumb is that fever medicines are necessary when it causes you or your child discomfort or there are other dangerous signs such as trouble breathing or pain.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gai3rajesh.blogspot.com/feeds/5263275003714493469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gai3rajesh.blogspot.com/2012/03/things-you-must-know-about-your-body.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8665062653913734221/posts/default/5263275003714493469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8665062653913734221/posts/default/5263275003714493469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gai3rajesh.blogspot.com/2012/03/things-you-must-know-about-your-body.html' title='Things You Must Know About Your Body Temperature'/><author><name>Gayathri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09376224783806677004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-hKz9UBIJzQY0lcSJw_Zm6WsyADwCseJ1DfELQ-ESfO3xNnP_OjZDFNKGY405CZvtDD3mDvWev_iiM98fqRaqxixB-ov9-sWXbbmO44xyOSjotrfZ3ytINYEbMXAnSQ/s220/23_165_9.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8665062653913734221.post-5624488647959365922</id><published>2012-03-09T00:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-03-09T00:32:00.566-08:00</updated><title type='text'>This is the story of an eagle</title><content type='html'>The Eagle has the longest life-span of it&#39;s species&lt;br /&gt;It can live up to 70 years. But to reach this age, the eagle must make a hard decision&lt;br /&gt;In it&#39;s 40th year its long and flexible talons can no longer grab prey which serves as food&lt;br /&gt;Its long and sharp beak becomes bent. It&#39;s old-aged and heavy wings, due to their thick feathers, stick to it&#39;s chest &amp; make it difficult to fly&lt;br /&gt;Then, the eagle is left with only two options: DIE or go through a painful process of CHANGE which lasts 150 days.&lt;br /&gt;The process requires that the eagle fly to a mountain top and sit on it&#39;s nest&lt;br /&gt;1. There the eagle knocks it&#39;s beak against a rock until it plucks it out&lt;br /&gt;2. Then the eagle will wait for a new beak to grow back and then it will pluck out it&#39;s talons&lt;br /&gt;3. When it&#39;s new talons grow back, the eagle starts plucking it&#39;s old-aged feathers&lt;br /&gt;And after 5 months, The eagle takes its famous flight of rebirth and lives for 30 more years&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets compare this story with a company. Just a creative thinking and this does not refer to any specific company.&lt;br /&gt;Like an eagle, The Company to live beyond certain time &lt;br /&gt;1. will knock itself down purposefully. Go down in financial status. &lt;br /&gt;2. Will retrench lower level people as there is no money to pay out&lt;br /&gt;3. Will remove some of the higher level management. &lt;br /&gt;4. Then will prosper and grow again. All this process will be publicised which will also add on to their reasons to grow.&lt;br /&gt;5. Then the company will start taking in men&lt;br /&gt;6. company will be there for another long long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does this sound too negative in thinking? just for a difference...please bear with it.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gai3rajesh.blogspot.com/feeds/5624488647959365922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gai3rajesh.blogspot.com/2012/03/this-is-story-of-eagle.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8665062653913734221/posts/default/5624488647959365922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8665062653913734221/posts/default/5624488647959365922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gai3rajesh.blogspot.com/2012/03/this-is-story-of-eagle.html' title='This is the story of an eagle'/><author><name>Gayathri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09376224783806677004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-hKz9UBIJzQY0lcSJw_Zm6WsyADwCseJ1DfELQ-ESfO3xNnP_OjZDFNKGY405CZvtDD3mDvWev_iiM98fqRaqxixB-ov9-sWXbbmO44xyOSjotrfZ3ytINYEbMXAnSQ/s220/23_165_9.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8665062653913734221.post-1419076828949208503</id><published>2012-02-22T01:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-22T01:45:17.150-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tips Tips Tips...</title><content type='html'>One of the complex machine in the world is nothing but Our human body. There are lot of amazing things that are yet to be learned from the human body. Not all things are know to our body, there are few cool tricks that we can teach our body. So, let&#39;s see those cool tips...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) If you&#39;ve got an itch in your throat, scratch your ear. When the nerves in the ear get stimulated, they create a reflex in the throat that causes a muscle spasm, which cures the itch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Having trouble hearing someone at a party or on the phone? Use your right ear it&#39;s better at picking up rapid speech. But, the left is better at picking up music tones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) If you need to relieve yourself BADLY, but you&#39;re not anywhere near a bathroom, fantasize about RELATIONS. That preoccupies your brain and distracts it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Next time the doctor&#39;s going to give you an injection, COUGH as the needle is going in. The cough raises the level of pressure in your spinal canal, which limits the pain sensation as it tries to travel to your brain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Clear a stuffed nose or relieve sinus pressure by pushing your tongue against the roof of your mouth thenpressing a finger between your eyebrows. Repeat that for 20 seconds it causes the vomer bone to rock, which loosens your congestion and clears you up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) If you ate a big meal and you&#39;re feeling full as you go to sleep, lay on your left side. That&#39;ll keep you from suffering from acid reflux it keeps your stomach lower than your esophagus, which will help keep stomach acid from sliding up your throat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) You can stop a toothache by rubbing ice on the back of your hand, on the webbed area between your thumb and index finger. The nerve pathways there stimulate a part of the brain that blocks pain signals from your mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) If you get all messed up on liquor, and the room starts spinning, put your hand on something stable. The reason: Alcohol dilutes the blood in the part of your ear called the cupula, which regulates balance. Putting your hand on something stable gives your brain another reference point, which will help make the world stop spinning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) Stop a nose bleed by putting some cotton on your upper gums right behind the small dent below your nose and press against it hard. Most of the bleeding comes from the cartilage wall that divides the nose, so pressing there helps get it to stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) Slow your heart rate down by blowing on your thumb. The vagus nerve controls your heart rate, and you can calm it down by breathing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11) Need to breathe underwater for a while? Instead of taking a huge breath, HYPERVENTILATE before you go under, by taking a bunch of short breaths. That&#39;ll trick your brain into thinking it has more oxygen, and buy you about 10 extra seconds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12) You can prevent BRAIN FREEZE by pressing your tongue flat against the roof of your mouth, covering as much surface area as possible. Brain freeze happens because the nerves in the roof of your mouth getextremely cold, so your brain thinks your whole body is cold. It compensates by overheating which causes your head to hurt. By warming up the roof of your mouth, you&#39;ll chill your brain and feel better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13) If your hand falls asleep, rock your head from side to side. That will wake your hand or arm up in less than a minute. Your hand falls asleep because of the nerves in your neck compressing so loosening your neck is the cure. If your foot falls asleep, that&#39;s governed by nerves lower in the body, so you need to stand up and walk around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14) Finally, this one&#39;s totally USELESS, but a nice trick. Have someone stick their arm out to the side, straight, palm down. Press down on his wrist with two fingers. He&#39;ll resist, and his arm will stay horizontal. Then, have him put his foot on a surface that&#39;s half an inch off the ground, like a stack of magazines, and do the trick again. Because his spine position is thrown off, his arm will fall right to his side, no matter how much he tries to resist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15) Got the hiccups? Press thumb and second finger over your eyebrows until the hiccups are over - usually shortly.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gai3rajesh.blogspot.com/feeds/1419076828949208503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gai3rajesh.blogspot.com/2012/02/tips-tips-tips.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8665062653913734221/posts/default/1419076828949208503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8665062653913734221/posts/default/1419076828949208503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gai3rajesh.blogspot.com/2012/02/tips-tips-tips.html' title='Tips Tips Tips...'/><author><name>Gayathri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09376224783806677004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-hKz9UBIJzQY0lcSJw_Zm6WsyADwCseJ1DfELQ-ESfO3xNnP_OjZDFNKGY405CZvtDD3mDvWev_iiM98fqRaqxixB-ov9-sWXbbmO44xyOSjotrfZ3ytINYEbMXAnSQ/s220/23_165_9.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8665062653913734221.post-4118847216489672751</id><published>2012-02-22T01:24:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-22T01:25:34.379-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Who is Laughing Buddha?</title><content type='html'>Every one must have seen the statue of &quot;Laughing Buddha&quot;. He is also called as the &quot;Happy Man&quot;.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQO6QVQWUkWOjdWEEW1XY4kFZovf47a3JLlUZuycXBH-fI8v7gf-vRzvRbtstTwiVvD9riEjaq7kaW4tJqeUD8W8UKQuj1wWRROj5_owTS5icw-5Ydh20E1QKfFW1tYgB4j-ImPu6M3j0/s1600/buddha.bmp&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 224px; height: 250px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQO6QVQWUkWOjdWEEW1XY4kFZovf47a3JLlUZuycXBH-fI8v7gf-vRzvRbtstTwiVvD9riEjaq7kaW4tJqeUD8W8UKQuj1wWRROj5_owTS5icw-5Ydh20E1QKfFW1tYgB4j-ImPu6M3j0/s320/buddha.bmp&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot;id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5711888692104294930&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In actuality he was named Hotei or Pu-Tai is best known as the jolly Laughing Buddha.In China, he is known as the Loving or Friendly One.He is based on an eccentric Chinese Ch&#39;an (Zen) monk who lived over 1,000 years ago and has become a significant part of Buddhist and Shinto culture.Because of this monk&#39;s benevolent nature, he came to be regarded as an incarnation of the bodhisattva who will be Maitreya (the Future Buddha). His large protruding stomach and jolly smile have given him the common designation &quot;Laughing Buddha.&quot;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was truly a great zen master and legend has a great story which is so inspirational for all of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The jolly good saint that he was used to go from one place to the other.He went to the Town Square and soon people gathered around him. He was so funny looking and always smiling that people used to crowd around him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He would then distribute sweets and small toys to all children who had gathered around him. Then keep his bag down, look to the sky and just start laughing. He used to laugh madly and he was not interested whether other laughed or not. Soon his laughter used to be contagious and all who had gathered would start to laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole town used to laugh and laugh.After sometime he would pick the bag, which he had kept down, smile to all, and go to the next town. All his life he did only this action and it was said that many people attained Nirvana, enlightenment just through this process.Hence he was called as the laughing Buddha because Buddha is someone who is enlightened and laughter was his unique method. Never before him or never after him such a simple aspect was used to achieve what all humans strive for-moksha or enlightenment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He would rarely speak and once when he was asked to describe his method he told, that he gave sweets to children to symbolically that the more you give, the more comes to you. Thereby he unveiled the secret of &quot;Giving with joy&quot;. Children are said to be GOD because they represent the GOD Nature, which is always, be in Present time, smiling and joyful, ego less, and most important is without judge mental mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bag represented problems that all humans encounter. We are mistaken that when we have problems, that GOD only gave you a problem and the rest are so happy. The problems appear big because we are associated with it- calling it as &quot;My Problem&quot;.Look at a funny phenomenon, if anyone comes to you with any problem of theirs and seek solutions or advice, what you do. You tell them so many solutions so easily as though you are an expert in all the fields in the Universe. However big the others problems are you can solve it so easily, you are a master solver of problems. But then what happens to your own problems. Hmm Hmm it is impossible to find any solution.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This happens only because of your attachment and association with the problem.So laughing Buddha said, simple keep your problem down (symbolically keeping the bag down) means &quot;Disassociate with your Problem&quot;, &quot;Separate form it&quot; and yes just Laugh. What else can one do? Think and thank GOD that you only have such a small problem as compared to so many others. Whether you laugh or cry the problem is going to be there right. So why not laugh at it. Therein is the magic and mind you no small magic, it is huge, apply it to realize about the power of laughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On laughing your whole internal chemistry changes and thereby the body produces certain enzymes that are only released in a state of laughter. The problem now looks too tiny and as you pick it (symbolically he picks back the bag before going to the next place) the problem is solved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such a great zen master was Hotei or Laughing Buddha. So next time you look at the statue of &quot;laughing Buddha&quot; associate with that great teaching he gave all of us, the power of laughter. Each time you see the Laughing Buddha and if it reminds you to laugh, a great work has been done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whole life Hotei lived in Laughter. And when the time came to pass away, he knew he had to give up his life at an appropriate time. He called his disciples and said that after he passes away, they should immediately burn his body. The disciples were surprised because there was no tradition of burning in Zen. But they followed the master wishes. And as they lit fire to his body, &quot;Fire Works and Crackers&quot; started flying all over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hotei was so great that just before he died he hid a lot of crackers and rockets in his clothes.So there also he created such laughter by the suddenness of the situation.So Hotei not only lived in laughter all through his life, he also died in laughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let us all learn from the great zen master that &quot;It is our birth right to laugh&quot; and &quot;No matter what happens we should come back to laughter&quot;.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gai3rajesh.blogspot.com/feeds/4118847216489672751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gai3rajesh.blogspot.com/2012/02/who-is-laughing-buddha.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8665062653913734221/posts/default/4118847216489672751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8665062653913734221/posts/default/4118847216489672751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gai3rajesh.blogspot.com/2012/02/who-is-laughing-buddha.html' title='Who is Laughing Buddha?'/><author><name>Gayathri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09376224783806677004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-hKz9UBIJzQY0lcSJw_Zm6WsyADwCseJ1DfELQ-ESfO3xNnP_OjZDFNKGY405CZvtDD3mDvWev_iiM98fqRaqxixB-ov9-sWXbbmO44xyOSjotrfZ3ytINYEbMXAnSQ/s220/23_165_9.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQO6QVQWUkWOjdWEEW1XY4kFZovf47a3JLlUZuycXBH-fI8v7gf-vRzvRbtstTwiVvD9riEjaq7kaW4tJqeUD8W8UKQuj1wWRROj5_owTS5icw-5Ydh20E1QKfFW1tYgB4j-ImPu6M3j0/s72-c/buddha.bmp" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8665062653913734221.post-441818369703593673</id><published>2012-02-09T19:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-09T19:19:10.888-08:00</updated><title type='text'>15 Facts about Banana</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.todayifoundout.com/index.php/2010/09/15-facts-you-probably-didnt-know-about-bananas/&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://www.todayifoundout.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/09/Banana-Infographic4.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;15 Facts You Probably Didn&#39;t Know About Bananas&quot; width=&quot;550&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; title=&quot;Banana Infographic Photo&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Source: &lt;a href=&#39;http://www.todayifoundout.com&#39;&gt;Today I found out&lt;/a&gt;]</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gai3rajesh.blogspot.com/feeds/441818369703593673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gai3rajesh.blogspot.com/2012/02/15-facts-about-banana.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8665062653913734221/posts/default/441818369703593673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8665062653913734221/posts/default/441818369703593673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gai3rajesh.blogspot.com/2012/02/15-facts-about-banana.html' title='15 Facts about Banana'/><author><name>Gayathri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09376224783806677004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-hKz9UBIJzQY0lcSJw_Zm6WsyADwCseJ1DfELQ-ESfO3xNnP_OjZDFNKGY405CZvtDD3mDvWev_iiM98fqRaqxixB-ov9-sWXbbmO44xyOSjotrfZ3ytINYEbMXAnSQ/s220/23_165_9.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8665062653913734221.post-3128069617612669076</id><published>2012-02-07T00:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-07T00:23:05.726-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Show And Tell</title><content type='html'>Ideas for Show and Tell for a Kindergarten two kid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thing: Calendar&lt;br /&gt;1. This is a calendar.&lt;br /&gt;2. We learn all about day, date, month, and year from the calendar.&lt;br /&gt;3. Blue coloured days are school holidays.&lt;br /&gt;4. Days coloured in pink are public holidays.&lt;br /&gt;5. My father users the calender to plan for holidays&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thing: Alarm Clock&lt;br /&gt;1. This is an alarm clock.&lt;br /&gt;2. Alarm Clock helps to wake me up early in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;3. During day time we use this as a clock to show time.&lt;br /&gt;4. It has a long hand, a short hand and a second hand.&lt;br /&gt;5. Long hand tells us the minute, Short hand tells us the hour and the seconds hand tells us about the second.&lt;br /&gt;6. The time now is &quot;&quot;(whatever the clock is showing at that time).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thing: ToothPaste/ToothBrush&lt;br /&gt;1. This is a toothpaste and a tooth brush.&lt;br /&gt;2. We need to brush our teeth daily to keep ourselves healthy&lt;br /&gt;3. We should learn to use this tooth brush properly from a dentist.&lt;br /&gt;4. I brush two times daily and I feel good about it.&lt;br /&gt;5. Tooth brush is made of plastic and it has bristels on it which helps to clean our teeth in an out.&lt;br /&gt;6. We should always use soft type of tooth brush because hard type will hurt your teeth.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gai3rajesh.blogspot.com/feeds/3128069617612669076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gai3rajesh.blogspot.com/2012/02/show-and-tell.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8665062653913734221/posts/default/3128069617612669076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8665062653913734221/posts/default/3128069617612669076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gai3rajesh.blogspot.com/2012/02/show-and-tell.html' title='Show And Tell'/><author><name>Gayathri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09376224783806677004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-hKz9UBIJzQY0lcSJw_Zm6WsyADwCseJ1DfELQ-ESfO3xNnP_OjZDFNKGY405CZvtDD3mDvWev_iiM98fqRaqxixB-ov9-sWXbbmO44xyOSjotrfZ3ytINYEbMXAnSQ/s220/23_165_9.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>