<?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-4933250933283306893</id><updated>2024-07-03T22:38:07.022-07:00</updated><category term="life"/><category term="meaningful"/><category term="food"/><category term="friends"/><category term="good"/><category term="love"/><category term="coffee"/><category term="enjoy"/><category term="enrich"/><category term="imaginations"/><category term="impressive"/><category term="memories"/><category term="Green"/><category term="bond"/><category term="choices"/><category term="colors"/><category term="environment"/><category term="express"/><category term="soul"/><category term="Brand"/><category term="Copycat"/><category term="Google"/><category term="Helicopter"/><category term="McDonald"/><category term="Milo"/><category term="Question"/><category term="abundance"/><category term="appreciation"/><category term="bikes"/><category term="bird"/><category term="blank"/><category term="books"/><category term="cartoon"/><category term="child"/><category term="chin-chai"/><category term="chocolate"/><category term="cinema"/><category term="clouds"/><category term="compliment"/><category term="conversation"/><category term="cool"/><category term="design"/><category term="eco"/><category term="emotion"/><category term="experience"/><category term="family"/><category term="friendship"/><category term="fun"/><category term="funny"/><category term="gift"/><category term="hometown"/><category term="journey"/><category term="knowledge"/><category term="life changing"/><category term="life partner"/><category term="magic"/><category term="manners"/><category term="mother"/><category term="movie"/><category term="musics"/><category term="obituary"/><category term="pleasure"/><category term="power"/><category term="rainbow"/><category term="recycle"/><category term="rest"/><category term="reuse"/><category term="rush"/><category term="scene"/><category term="sheep"/><category term="simple"/><category term="sleep"/><category term="sorry"/><category term="soulmate"/><category term="starbucks"/><category term="temptation"/><category term="thank you"/><category term="timing"/><category term="together"/><category term="tom and jerry"/><category term="travel"/><category term="trees"/><category term="try"/><category term="view"/><category term="wisdom"/><category term="wood"/><category term="words"/><title type='text'>Naive-Lens</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naive-lens.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4933250933283306893/posts/default?redirect=false'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naive-lens.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4933250933283306893/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10291332162741421960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>119</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4933250933283306893.post-6613869914015861405</id><published>2014-06-25T04:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2014-06-25T04:40:44.318-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Question"/><title type='text'>@ 119 ~ Question and Mark</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
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Ever wonder what&#39;s the solution when you are out of solution, no guts, alternative solutions didn&#39;t happen and so many unanswered statement in life?&lt;/div&gt;
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Feeling blank, empty and void!&lt;/div&gt;
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How do we recharge and live life again after many hard hits in life?&lt;/div&gt;
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The worst thing in life are unfulfillment and a feeling of unworthiness, no matter how many positive audio or books that we&#39;ve gone through.&lt;/div&gt;
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When we look at other&#39;s life, you wanted their life badly. You wonder &quot;how come?&quot; You don&#39;t feel like going home, don&#39;t feel like learning new things, don&#39;t feel like striving, no love, no joy and living a dead life.&lt;/div&gt;
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Maybe you can teach me?&lt;/div&gt;
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You wish you can turn around time or go to hospital inhaling anesthetic gas and sleep for awhile.&lt;/div&gt;
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You wish you are alone again.&lt;/div&gt;
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You wish you are a fireball again.&lt;/div&gt;
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You wish you have a new mindset again.&lt;/div&gt;
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It has been very long, painfully long....to wait for nothing and for something that is not going to happen.&lt;/div&gt;
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Have you been there? It is like digging a hole deeper and deeper while you are standing on it.&lt;/div&gt;
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Don&#39;t go there!&lt;/div&gt;
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It is dangerous!&lt;/div&gt;
</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naive-lens.blogspot.com/feeds/6613869914015861405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://naive-lens.blogspot.com/2014/06/119-question-and-mark.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4933250933283306893/posts/default/6613869914015861405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4933250933283306893/posts/default/6613869914015861405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naive-lens.blogspot.com/2014/06/119-question-and-mark.html' title='@ 119 ~ Question and Mark'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10291332162741421960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzKOoIb4_TIH5zFJqSh5xduNiFQ5GOpKlAvrZKX5mlGOShT23KM5yStcOjllJkY2i1JcaRdTU4tphyphenhyphenBkVEV9laJ7Ma9ulcqPuokyfMNf65PPddXQpKk1SfYi729BkQSehbCrDGlBK_1a7N/s72-c/770683b195a913a177b9cdb615a1700f.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4933250933283306893.post-989459503850070063</id><published>2014-06-20T06:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2014-06-20T06:40:23.356-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="eco"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="enjoy"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Green"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="pleasure"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="scene"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="travel"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="view"/><title type='text'>@ 118 ~ Greeeeeeen!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
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Now that is something that we are not going to see in the city and I miss this view very very much.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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2 days ago, I drove to Sitiawan through the &quot;village-road&quot; instead of the highway. As bbb...bbbumpy as it can get....I gotta bear the patience of following slow moving lorries while balancing between my desire to speed and my consciousness of safety!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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Out of the whole journey, this was the scene which I truly enjoyed the most. I even risk my life by snapping this image while driving! Coz I know it is not going to be repeated after I am gone from this place.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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Dear developers and government,&lt;/div&gt;
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I hope you won&#39;t bulldoze this in the name of development and growth but preserve it as something for the driver to reminisce when passing by.&lt;/div&gt;
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We still need the Greeeeeen and the fresh air breezing through us!&lt;/div&gt;
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Life is green and great!&lt;/div&gt;
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More and more people got hooked on social media, video streaming, &quot;e-planting&quot; vegetables and all sorts of mobile stuff but less and less people practise &lt;span style=&quot;color: #cc0000;&quot;&gt;Manners, Respect and Appreciation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Words such as &lt;span style=&quot;color: #3d85c6;&quot;&gt;&quot;Take Care&quot; and &quot;See You&quot;&lt;/span&gt;, do not carry much weight.&lt;/div&gt;
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Words such as &lt;span style=&quot;color: #3d85c6;&quot;&gt;&quot;Sorry&quot; and &quot;Thank You&quot;&lt;/span&gt;, do not carry much meaning.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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Open communication is not open anymore.&lt;/div&gt;
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Heart-to-Heart talk is not heart-to-heart anymore.&lt;/div&gt;
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A soulmate....who&#39;s that?&lt;/div&gt;
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Caring and Kindness....what&#39;s that?&lt;/div&gt;
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There are always 2 sides of the world.&lt;/div&gt;
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I&#39;ve always enjoy Sincerity and Thankfulness from people coming from small towns. Sometimes, I myself got swept off with basic manners and trust due to the experience of being manipulated, being taken advantage or being too stressful.&lt;/div&gt;
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People may used us, climbed on us, probed us, digged us and manipulated us.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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Let&#39;s embrace the world, see the world and understand the world.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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The greatest effort is to change the world.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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Let&#39;s change ourselves first, before changing the world.&lt;/div&gt;
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Let&#39;s go back to the basic Manners, Respect and Appreciation.&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: magenta;&quot;&gt;Life is Good...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naive-lens.blogspot.com/feeds/8628819991386061653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://naive-lens.blogspot.com/2014/01/117-sorry.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4933250933283306893/posts/default/8628819991386061653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4933250933283306893/posts/default/8628819991386061653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naive-lens.blogspot.com/2014/01/117-sorry.html' title='@ 117 ~ Sorry'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10291332162741421960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxw0JaIJ_Ww3M6iqbFyx0E-Ydon690oAh-k5bwUn1xwTIXq3TuyOJT6LjvWEDCGTYWPtRWbtFI8bzUqR0FuMfh1rZ9ImRB5P9-MU6j_oka-whZ37kzPu6KbaZPe0hACT2CZtgpJSqpxieQ/s72-c/sorry.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4933250933283306893.post-9182553824938420225</id><published>2013-12-19T03:21:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2013-12-19T03:21:53.941-08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="cinema"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="experience"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="funny"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="movie"/><title type='text'>@ 116 ~ Movie Experience..s!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
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I&#39;m quite a movie-goer by nature and most of the time, a movie Lone Ranger. Looking at my expertise of movie..ing, there are times that I totally got annoyed by some funny situations.&lt;br /&gt;
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It might relate to you...here it is...&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;li&gt;Sitting next to a guy that never stop wobbling his leg and you feel the entire movie is about &quot;earthquake&quot;.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Some keep adjusting their back like they have some kind of angelic wings behind them. I called it the Rocking-Chair Effect.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Those people that passed through the lane behind you where their handbags knocked your head off without them knowing it. Worst case is while you were taking a short nap!&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;An elderly man babysitting his grandchildren while repeating exactly what is happening on the screen.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;A big guy with a big arm conquering the armrest next to you. Adding to the pain, you also enjoy the fragrance of his body odour!&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;A group of monkeys talking to each other side by side, front &amp;amp; back even after the movie has started.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Some insensitive &quot;robots&quot; that were laughing off from a sympathetic scene that we are suppose to shed tears.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Young children started to cry in the middle of an interesting movie story....enhancing to the existing surround sound system!&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;People questioning your seat number while you were enjoying an adventurous scene, only to find out they entered the wrong cinema!!&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Some people just wanna catch attention by purposely answering the phone and talk &quot;loud-loud&quot;, until someone warned them from behind.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;The cinema screen doesn&#39;t show a correct screen ratio, resulting in James Bond looking like Yogi Bear!&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Can you imagine in an urban &amp;amp; civilized cinema, people fart!!! Oh c&#39;mon...give me a break!!&lt;/li&gt;
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I think there are much more and no wonder sometimes you just wana watch movie in a tablet!!&lt;/div&gt;
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Anyway, &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #8e7cc3;&quot;&gt;Life&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style=&quot;color: #6aa84f;&quot;&gt;is&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style=&quot;color: #3d85c6;&quot;&gt;Still&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;Great.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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All of us have casual friends, good friends and buddies.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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But how many of us have a true soulmate?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: #cc0000;&quot;&gt;A soulmate understand us more than we understand ourselves. They care about us more than we know it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: #cc0000;&quot;&gt;At times, they believe in us when we doubted ourselves. And we need a person that pushes us a little when we laid back. A soulmate thinks of 2 &amp;amp; 3 while we are still on 1. A soulmate loves us for who we are but see us better than who we are.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: #3d85c6;&quot;&gt;Life will be very much different when we have a soulmate that heals us after we got roasted and speaks our language while sharing our life recipes. They will most likely bring us coffee when we are about to need it and fetch us to airport despite the cab service is around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Am I describing a too-ideal person to even exist? Perhaps programming a human robot to do it? Of course it doesn&#39;t feels the same.&lt;/div&gt;
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Some believe that we keep portraying the image of what we want and who we want, we eventually got it through the power of our subconscious mind. If that is happening, then everyone should have a soulmate and should live happily ever after?&lt;/div&gt;
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There are times that money seems so small as compared to feelings of appreciation, fulfillment and human connections. But it is challenging to find a sincere and true soulmate in the midst of a society that has greed, manipulations, profits, motives and hidden agendas. What then?&lt;/div&gt;
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Well, &lt;span style=&quot;color: #6aa84f;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;if we couldn&#39;t find a soulmate, perhaps we can be someone else&#39;s soulmate!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Be true to ourselves and....&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;Life&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style=&quot;color: #6aa84f;&quot;&gt;is&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style=&quot;color: #3d85c6;&quot;&gt;Great.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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While our daily tasks keep us busy and feeling productive, sometimes we don&#39;t even have time to really &quot;feel&quot; what is happening around us. We are either reviewing the past or looking forward into the future. Because the world is going into hyper-growth and moving forward all the time.&lt;br /&gt;
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While I was driving today, I listened to some of my favorite songs and some of it did triggered some emotional moments in me. At that time, I can hardly work or use logic at all. The nice melody, meaningful lyrics and playing at the right speed and rhythm....&lt;br /&gt;
Some of the songs were &quot;caressing&quot; me while some were &quot;striking&quot; my heart through.&lt;br /&gt;
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After all, life is a journey full of different stages and signboards of ups and downs.&lt;br /&gt;
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The boring looks for the ride of a roller coaster while the hyper looks for the peace of mind &amp;amp; spirit.&lt;br /&gt;
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Who are you today?&lt;br /&gt;
How do you feel today?&lt;br /&gt;
What are the words that run through your dictionary today?&lt;br /&gt;
Love? Regret? Success? Discourage? Passion? Betrayed? Anticipate? Never give up?....etc&lt;br /&gt;
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Choose our words wisely as it will lead us to...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: #444444;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Life sucks&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;....OR&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: #0b5394;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Life&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;is&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style=&quot;color: #6aa84f;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Great&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #b45f06;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naive-lens.blogspot.com/feeds/5160139620893967562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://naive-lens.blogspot.com/2013/03/114-emotional.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4933250933283306893/posts/default/5160139620893967562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4933250933283306893/posts/default/5160139620893967562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naive-lens.blogspot.com/2013/03/114-emotional.html' title='@ 114 ~ Emotional'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10291332162741421960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8rqYL76bz99z-iGrGrlW1s5JULsHMLQdyfJjbBFRbkWajn3Ak4n52YvEj9ULwK5MpGqrkUMVwbqPUJF3XtsBKsUDphfJW4A3Np2tCrk2UEbe3fT5O-wKahd-yx4gHkfuFwjQ5GQi5TK9I/s72-c/emotions.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4933250933283306893.post-3411969440621028143</id><published>2012-12-30T07:48:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2012-12-30T07:49:00.880-08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="life"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="simple"/><title type='text'>@ 113 ~ Predestination?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
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I still remember reading some materials during my secondary school days about each and everyone&#39;s life were pre-destined according to some school of thoughts. While others believe that the future lies in our own hand and we have the power to create or change it.&lt;br /&gt;
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I can&#39;t help it but observed lives around us and ponder...&lt;br /&gt;
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If our lives were pre-destined based on our wrong-doings or right-doings in our past lives, then it is totally unfair and not justifiable for us to be punished or rewarded based on a life that we don&#39;t even remember or know in the first place?&lt;br /&gt;
If our lives are in our own creation and we have the power to change it, how come many people that work hard, do good and keep improving are still in poverty?&lt;br /&gt;
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This baffles me a little...&lt;br /&gt;
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Sometimes, I wish that I could skip &amp;amp; jump to the future to see what will really happen in our lives after death. Then make a U-turn to correct it back... :-)&lt;br /&gt;
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What&#39;s your belief?&lt;br /&gt;
Set goals? Go for it? Overcome challenges? Stretching ourselves? Keep improving?&lt;br /&gt;
Or...&lt;br /&gt;
Just live a life by letting it be?&lt;br /&gt;
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Let&#39;s make it simple.&lt;br /&gt;
In whatever area that we believe,&lt;br /&gt;
Be good...&lt;br /&gt;
Do good...&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp; Think good....&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;Life&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style=&quot;color: #3d85c6;&quot;&gt;is&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style=&quot;color: #6aa84f;&quot;&gt;good!!&lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naive-lens.blogspot.com/feeds/3411969440621028143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://naive-lens.blogspot.com/2012/12/113-predestination.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4933250933283306893/posts/default/3411969440621028143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4933250933283306893/posts/default/3411969440621028143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naive-lens.blogspot.com/2012/12/113-predestination.html' title='@ 113 ~ Predestination?'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10291332162741421960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4933250933283306893.post-5381101175798045558</id><published>2012-08-12T09:22:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2012-08-12T09:25:49.413-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="coffee"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="McDonald"/><title type='text'>@ 112 ~ For The First Time...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
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I think this is the first time I&#39;ve had 3 cups of coffee in the middle of the night. It is 12:13am now and I&#39;m still fresh sitting in McDonald having my space, my time, my coffee, writing my blogs and doing some other work.&lt;br /&gt;
It has been quite some time that I didn&#39;t spend time with &quot;myself&quot;.&lt;br /&gt;
Poor me....&lt;br /&gt;
For the past months, my daily life is all about logic, processes, management, solving problems, thinking, systematize, disappointments, discouragements, being taken advantage of....etc which I&#39;m a bit tired of it.&lt;br /&gt;
Tonight is the &quot;child&quot; in me that wanted to &quot;play&quot; again!&lt;br /&gt;
It has been awhile which I didn&#39;t touch both of my blogs and visit my other side of my brain.&lt;br /&gt;
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Besides the first time of having 3 cups of coffee, this is also my first time staying in McDonald for so long. I guessed it was from 8:40pm till now...&lt;br /&gt;
Sort of enjoying it as the light is just nice, the music is nice and the air cond temperature is also just right.&lt;br /&gt;
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My piece of mind is at peace now...&lt;br /&gt;
Life is great huh...</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naive-lens.blogspot.com/feeds/5381101175798045558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://naive-lens.blogspot.com/2012/08/112-for-first-time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4933250933283306893/posts/default/5381101175798045558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4933250933283306893/posts/default/5381101175798045558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naive-lens.blogspot.com/2012/08/112-for-first-time.html' title='@ 112 ~ For The First Time...'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10291332162741421960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTdFX8VqafOa0EVLzMS-1Dzitl-G10L9Gqwo238oFxuk9MkjzRUU5afJGAy7YvctPOlucegu5Z3hl_yHxMUn0C-LZa-OMIj7Zv_XQxRNEnLUhMkG4QsNhrhry4L81inAFF2zCx6aZZmOZ8/s72-c/coffee.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4933250933283306893.post-9192048364014241598</id><published>2012-06-24T04:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-06-24T04:30:57.440-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="bird"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="family"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="together"/><title type='text'>@ 111 ~ Flock Together</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibti_D070KzWQkHWSib_Rph2ZTWUHCp-SNpr0BJiBu6eMp3C2nPT7dyr4ICosQBzHvLcpMb7BmRc8fjif51ywZAs8rqK6t2qASBvP-yyj8q3SVt_l0tgl5uSwZ1YZ02YLwRv_nH8Xox27-/s1600/flocks.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;266&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibti_D070KzWQkHWSib_Rph2ZTWUHCp-SNpr0BJiBu6eMp3C2nPT7dyr4ICosQBzHvLcpMb7BmRc8fjif51ywZAs8rqK6t2qASBvP-yyj8q3SVt_l0tgl5uSwZ1YZ02YLwRv_nH8Xox27-/s400/flocks.jpg&quot; width=&quot;400&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white;&quot;&gt;We all know human beings have emotions and a need for a sense of belongings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white;&quot;&gt;But look at the flock of birds...they have family spirit and a sense of belonging too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white;&quot;&gt;What a wonderful creature....I wonder which part of their body have that kind of feelings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white;&quot;&gt;Sometimes the extraordinary lies in the ordinary.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white;&quot;&gt;Life is great...&lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naive-lens.blogspot.com/feeds/9192048364014241598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://naive-lens.blogspot.com/2012/06/111.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4933250933283306893/posts/default/9192048364014241598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4933250933283306893/posts/default/9192048364014241598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naive-lens.blogspot.com/2012/06/111.html' title='@ 111 ~ Flock Together'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10291332162741421960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibti_D070KzWQkHWSib_Rph2ZTWUHCp-SNpr0BJiBu6eMp3C2nPT7dyr4ICosQBzHvLcpMb7BmRc8fjif51ywZAs8rqK6t2qASBvP-yyj8q3SVt_l0tgl5uSwZ1YZ02YLwRv_nH8Xox27-/s72-c/flocks.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4933250933283306893.post-4631491590650111554</id><published>2012-04-06T02:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2012-04-06T02:48:27.380-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="conversation"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="friends"/><title type='text'>@ 110 ~ Talk To Stranger</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
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2 days ago, I was doing my documentation work in a kopitiam...sitting there from 9.15am till evening. But during lunch time, I walked over to another restaurant nearby for a quick slurp of porridge and some side dishes. As I felt like being a herbivore on that particular day, I chose non-meat &amp;amp; non-fried dishes.&lt;br /&gt;
As the tables are quite full, I just picked one randomly and sit. It happened that I sit with a woman in her 50s I guess.&lt;br /&gt;
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&quot;Wow, you are really health conscious don&#39;t you?&quot;. Said the woman with a friendly tone while looking at my dishes.&lt;br /&gt;
&quot;Yeap, just felt like being a horse today, hungry for grass! But at times, I do enjoy some delicious-garbage-type of food.&quot; I answered without thinking that we are strangers at all.&lt;br /&gt;
She laughed and we continue chatting about health, food &amp;amp; whatever that satisfy our tastebuds &amp;amp; stomach!&lt;br /&gt;
No motives, no communication skills, no manipulations, no analysis, no complications &amp;amp; no condemnations....&lt;br /&gt;
Just pure &quot;no-brainer-empty&quot; talks!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I was quite tired &amp;amp; stressful that day but that &quot;stranger&quot; helped in soothing the heat of my life by just being a casual friend. Sometimes we don&#39;t necessarily need a close buddy to talk about stuff.....just a casual acquaintance will do! Well, we talked &amp;amp; talked &amp;amp; talked until I finished my lunch.&lt;br /&gt;
Finally, we say Goodbye &amp;amp; we left without knowing names, address, phone number or any handshake!&lt;br /&gt;
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In the era of Facebooking, Sms..ing, Tweeting &amp;amp; Youtubing, sometimes it can&#39;t replace the warmth &amp;amp; friendliness of a conversation from a live human being. That&#39;s what Face-time is for.&lt;br /&gt;
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Try it. Then you&#39;ll know Life is simply Good....</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naive-lens.blogspot.com/feeds/4631491590650111554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://naive-lens.blogspot.com/2012/04/110-talk-to-stranger.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4933250933283306893/posts/default/4631491590650111554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4933250933283306893/posts/default/4631491590650111554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naive-lens.blogspot.com/2012/04/110-talk-to-stranger.html' title='@ 110 ~ Talk To Stranger'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10291332162741421960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKBPqOl-beIPm0jc0gXrL0PuJTRJoq5H3cDXbntIl66xQH6FTfEbeg0n5ZYd4WnCdt1Go23VSEvx70X0joHZNCTkowGS2sWtL3JnHD4pcCZRUWs8sWYeZnZ_-e3vKQGUPA4Ngz_FGttIRa/s72-c/stranger.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4933250933283306893.post-4858870978642666058</id><published>2012-03-30T03:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-03-30T03:36:00.357-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="cartoon"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="tom and jerry"/><title type='text'>@ 109 ~ William Hanna &amp; Joseph Barbera</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
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Despite new animation methods from Pixar or Dreamworks, one of the classical cartoon remain my favourite at all times......tonnes of creative ideas, endless energy, thousands of ways to kill each other, one day they are friends but the next day, they are enemies........all happening in a household!&lt;br /&gt;
That&#39;s Tom &amp;amp; Jerry!!&lt;br /&gt;
Thanks to William Hanna &amp;amp; Joseph Barbera who directed &amp;amp; written the 2 funny &amp;amp; cunning characters!&lt;br /&gt;
I wonder what is in their mind, but luckily we have them to entertain the world!&lt;br /&gt;
Well, we definitely love the chase &amp;amp; it is always the chase of trying to kill each other with axe, guns &amp;amp; &amp;nbsp;explosives that excite us to chase episodes after episodes.&lt;br /&gt;
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It was produced in 1941 and after 70 years....it is still many&#39;s favourite I believe.&lt;br /&gt;
Life is definitely good because of them!&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naive-lens.blogspot.com/feeds/4858870978642666058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://naive-lens.blogspot.com/2012/03/109-william-hanna-joseph-barbera.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4933250933283306893/posts/default/4858870978642666058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4933250933283306893/posts/default/4858870978642666058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naive-lens.blogspot.com/2012/03/109-william-hanna-joseph-barbera.html' title='@ 109 ~ William Hanna &amp; Joseph Barbera'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10291332162741421960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWkV-6Cco87ll1a6VVFsPpTGYPq6wGR2qhciA3YRSG2SDbN0e1aSiyuyFneb58wQbJsst5KAi7wAo0OVCCok1RTYE9Sf0sdsq4_6Y4bN0EWFc2JTCWpJD8ciHqHgOXRJ-yqqE4M88YKrHt/s72-c/Tom-and-Jerry-985632.jpeg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4933250933283306893.post-1277841670122960280</id><published>2012-03-27T23:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2012-03-27T23:14:28.046-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="timing"/><title type='text'>@ 108 ~ Perfect Timing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiztcQNiMldTvbMbbZh66mWTFO_Q_YTAOhg8q6cGI0eKaN47ok46ALgrgChAYQHAgKqaP-S5EeTUelTb3VRf-NvMpPIIeH20k_8PMUYRS-Uu-689e1EzM-Io7DXudVwjNlzkrWfXzGi2O5p/s1600/perfect+timing.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;238&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiztcQNiMldTvbMbbZh66mWTFO_Q_YTAOhg8q6cGI0eKaN47ok46ALgrgChAYQHAgKqaP-S5EeTUelTb3VRf-NvMpPIIeH20k_8PMUYRS-Uu-689e1EzM-Io7DXudVwjNlzkrWfXzGi2O5p/s320/perfect+timing.jpg&quot; width=&quot;320&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
One fine day, I was thinking of going out to have a cup of coffee or read some stuff or watch a movie. Finally, I&#39;ve decided to go for movie. I have no idea on what time, what movie title, any seats available or whether there is a long queue of people lining up to buy tickets!&lt;br /&gt;
No booking, no planning....just live the day and go for the moment.&lt;br /&gt;
People talks about Faith right? Let&#39;s have some Faith then...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
When I arrived, I parked my car in the shopping malls parking bay and walk towards the mall entrance.&lt;br /&gt;
Then I realized that I left my phone in the car.&lt;br /&gt;
Well, no choice, I got to walk back, get my phone &amp;amp; return to the mall entrance.&lt;br /&gt;
I felt like walking up to the top floor using the escalator instead of taking a lift.&lt;br /&gt;
I walked slowly.....level by level....level by level.&lt;br /&gt;
Finally reaching the top floor. Here I am.....it was so good as no one was queuing up!&lt;br /&gt;
I looked at my phone.....7.37pm &amp;amp; the movie was at 7.40pm!&lt;br /&gt;
I walked straight to the movie counter, bought a ticket, sit in the cinema and....juuussst enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: #cfe2f3;&quot;&gt;When we experienced perfect timing without perfect planning&lt;/span&gt;, Life Is So Good....!</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naive-lens.blogspot.com/feeds/1277841670122960280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://naive-lens.blogspot.com/2012/03/108-perfect-timing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4933250933283306893/posts/default/1277841670122960280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4933250933283306893/posts/default/1277841670122960280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naive-lens.blogspot.com/2012/03/108-perfect-timing.html' title='@ 108 ~ Perfect Timing'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10291332162741421960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiztcQNiMldTvbMbbZh66mWTFO_Q_YTAOhg8q6cGI0eKaN47ok46ALgrgChAYQHAgKqaP-S5EeTUelTb3VRf-NvMpPIIeH20k_8PMUYRS-Uu-689e1EzM-Io7DXudVwjNlzkrWfXzGi2O5p/s72-c/perfect+timing.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4933250933283306893.post-5628386004408358567</id><published>2012-03-19T09:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-03-19T09:33:09.599-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="friends"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="journey"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="life"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="meaningful"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="obituary"/><title type='text'>@ 107 ~ When We Close Our Eyes Forever...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhubtK1G4sOuKBfFYlGLCPAM5482EYL4jZC_E4ynJL40NIncfJbgbTGszRpnhgqYhYc6bTpsli_em1E_EQFurJ1EDEJ7LDe_bOh3Gg9xdHXBsNmS5tx6PJ0DKz0j1VgvVB6kmJOuvdYc0_A/s1600/obituary.JPG&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;320&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhubtK1G4sOuKBfFYlGLCPAM5482EYL4jZC_E4ynJL40NIncfJbgbTGszRpnhgqYhYc6bTpsli_em1E_EQFurJ1EDEJ7LDe_bOh3Gg9xdHXBsNmS5tx6PJ0DKz0j1VgvVB6kmJOuvdYc0_A/s320/obituary.JPG&quot; width=&quot;240&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
From cradle to grave...that&#39;s everyone life cycle basically.&lt;br /&gt;
The difference is during the journey, whether we have lived or merely survived.&lt;br /&gt;
Some people&#39;s journey is like a roller-coaster.&lt;br /&gt;
Some prefer to travel to a less crowded path.&lt;br /&gt;
While some play it safe and adventures are totally out of their dictionary!&lt;br /&gt;
In anyway we live during the journey,&lt;br /&gt;
we eat,&lt;br /&gt;
we meet people,&lt;br /&gt;
we love,&lt;br /&gt;
we communicate&lt;br /&gt;
we spend,&lt;br /&gt;
we walk,&lt;br /&gt;
we fight,&lt;br /&gt;
we cook,&lt;br /&gt;
we laugh,&lt;br /&gt;
we collect,&lt;br /&gt;
we cry,&lt;br /&gt;
we write,&lt;br /&gt;
we sleep,&lt;br /&gt;
we overcome,&lt;br /&gt;
we run,&lt;br /&gt;
we listen.......and we do endless things.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Can we say to our great self that we&#39;ve done our best or live happily before we die?&lt;br /&gt;
Do we regret &amp;amp; resent before we die?&lt;br /&gt;
Can we enrich others before we die?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
My friend, the significance doesn&#39;t lay on how we die but how we live.&lt;br /&gt;
I wonder how would it feel knowing when our days are nearly to the end.&lt;br /&gt;
Perhaps we should just call a friend, have a nice cup of coffee and just catch up....&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Life is Good.....</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naive-lens.blogspot.com/feeds/5628386004408358567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://naive-lens.blogspot.com/2012/03/107-when-we-close-our-eyes-forever.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4933250933283306893/posts/default/5628386004408358567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4933250933283306893/posts/default/5628386004408358567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naive-lens.blogspot.com/2012/03/107-when-we-close-our-eyes-forever.html' title='@ 107 ~ When We Close Our Eyes Forever...'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10291332162741421960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhubtK1G4sOuKBfFYlGLCPAM5482EYL4jZC_E4ynJL40NIncfJbgbTGszRpnhgqYhYc6bTpsli_em1E_EQFurJ1EDEJ7LDe_bOh3Gg9xdHXBsNmS5tx6PJ0DKz0j1VgvVB6kmJOuvdYc0_A/s72-c/obituary.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4933250933283306893.post-3136093566989761077</id><published>2012-03-09T04:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-03-09T04:18:39.889-08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="friends"/><title type='text'>@ 106 ~ Contacts</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-DFQUXVkL0I5fKQeQql8oLzgQ5n60yLkF_R6YIxdQvZI67RLyS878wvJ5zQvDhj99sKI0ZjkEpZZSEyT71EZNOmr3RgpVcXk0UGlCGypBx5WRoFM_TyHqdg3gQEyDAg8jC7IFTJIf6BFd/s1600/Contacts.JPG&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;225&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-DFQUXVkL0I5fKQeQql8oLzgQ5n60yLkF_R6YIxdQvZI67RLyS878wvJ5zQvDhj99sKI0ZjkEpZZSEyT71EZNOmr3RgpVcXk0UGlCGypBx5WRoFM_TyHqdg3gQEyDAg8jC7IFTJIf6BFd/s320/Contacts.JPG&quot; width=&quot;320&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
What a tonne of contacts that I&#39;ve collected in the past years.....&lt;br /&gt;
Wow....can&#39;t imagine that I meet so many people from all walks of life.&lt;br /&gt;
Some will bless us, some just make use of us while some doesn&#39;t make any difference.&lt;br /&gt;
The people we meet will determine part of our destiny sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;
Do you believe in destiny? Or Fate? Or you believe it is all in our own hand?&lt;br /&gt;
Either way, I believe they can make us or break us.&lt;br /&gt;
Perhaps calling some cold contacts and just say &quot;hi&quot; to them?&lt;br /&gt;
Well, strangers are unknown friends after all.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Can you think of how many close buddies that you have so far? Where they can know every little things about you, accepting you and telling you the truth at times.&lt;br /&gt;
We are bless if we have one. Some of you have more than one, keep it up...because friendship matters.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naive-lens.blogspot.com/feeds/3136093566989761077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://naive-lens.blogspot.com/2012/03/106-contacts.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4933250933283306893/posts/default/3136093566989761077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4933250933283306893/posts/default/3136093566989761077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naive-lens.blogspot.com/2012/03/106-contacts.html' title='@ 106 ~ Contacts'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10291332162741421960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-DFQUXVkL0I5fKQeQql8oLzgQ5n60yLkF_R6YIxdQvZI67RLyS878wvJ5zQvDhj99sKI0ZjkEpZZSEyT71EZNOmr3RgpVcXk0UGlCGypBx5WRoFM_TyHqdg3gQEyDAg8jC7IFTJIf6BFd/s72-c/Contacts.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4933250933283306893.post-4384775062251557016</id><published>2012-02-20T07:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-20T07:27:41.584-08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="enjoy"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="life"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="try"/><title type='text'>@ 105 ~ Try It....For A Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;
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Try eating without thinking about health.....for a day.&lt;br /&gt;
Try buying stuff that you like without discounts.....for a day.&lt;br /&gt;
Try watching your favourite movie alone without gossip-friends.....for a day.&lt;br /&gt;
Try drinking wine / beer till you get drunk.....for a day.&lt;br /&gt;
Try riding a bike to a faraway destination.....for a day.&lt;br /&gt;
Try kissing your dog.....for a day.&lt;br /&gt;
Try eating something that you dislike.....for a day.&lt;br /&gt;
Try cooking without cleaning up.....for a day.&lt;br /&gt;
Try not to wear any make up, watches or any accessories....for a day.&lt;br /&gt;
Try using a different route to your workplace....for a day.&lt;br /&gt;
Try not to use calculator for your simple maths.....for a day.&lt;br /&gt;
Try not to log-in to Facebook.....for a day.&lt;br /&gt;
Try to play Angry Bird even if you are 65.....for a day.&lt;br /&gt;
Try to compliment someone unimportant today.....for a day.&lt;br /&gt;
Try to like someone that you hate.....for a day.&lt;br /&gt;
Try something expensive....for a day.&lt;br /&gt;
Try not to shave &amp;amp; looks a bit rough.....for a day.&lt;br /&gt;
Try drinking 5&amp;nbsp;espresso....for a day.&lt;br /&gt;
Try taking a evening walk around your neighborhood.....for a day.&lt;br /&gt;
Finally......try all the above........coz the real life is out there!!!&lt;br /&gt;
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Life Is Good</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naive-lens.blogspot.com/feeds/4384775062251557016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://naive-lens.blogspot.com/2012/02/105-try-itis-fun.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4933250933283306893/posts/default/4384775062251557016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4933250933283306893/posts/default/4384775062251557016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naive-lens.blogspot.com/2012/02/105-try-itis-fun.html' title='@ 105 ~ Try It....For A Day'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10291332162741421960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyPmzB8a00tu9gs-VYokVWICYVs0dr-vvlKjWp1lz0cOm7P1F9kQJxWEp36t4OmRKcBnwQt6-oqFgF5YCphsrVyQNZuku_kWzYsdNQA7-fWYqeMvdS1CMIGCj6_2siA7uDicaM9KPOniGJ/s72-c/try.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4933250933283306893.post-3904925053095085328</id><published>2012-02-20T07:23:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-20T07:28:30.555-08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="child"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="enjoy"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="fun"/><title type='text'>@ 104 ~ Childlike</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjz25Z1kaTm97TYXjXkzoG9c_cDvl_CHI1goPC_FUThShddewk18b_a5avsPCmdZ7eLfhhdLC9W_tgnosQczxCSDlbG0j1DVkxKVTehRBXk6stCCikiO1-Og43Xbu9BLhEf7Hnmzw_evqTW/s1600/06112011977.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;240&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjz25Z1kaTm97TYXjXkzoG9c_cDvl_CHI1goPC_FUThShddewk18b_a5avsPCmdZ7eLfhhdLC9W_tgnosQczxCSDlbG0j1DVkxKVTehRBXk6stCCikiO1-Og43Xbu9BLhEf7Hnmzw_evqTW/s320/06112011977.jpg&quot; width=&quot;320&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
It is a great fun to be able to enjoy some childlike, no-brainer games once in awhile.&lt;br /&gt;
Just pay the money, hop on the bumper car, wait for the party to start and then &quot;bang&quot;, &quot;wham&quot; &amp;amp; &quot;kaboom&quot;!!!&lt;br /&gt;
Let our child come out of us, let our mask goes down and throw away all the logical thinking.....for a short moment.&lt;br /&gt;
All you have to do is laugh, knock someone, don&#39;t apologize, smile &amp;amp; continue knocking!!&lt;br /&gt;
There is no greetings, or shame but just yell &amp;amp; scream your heart out.....not just heart I think, but the lung, liver &amp;amp; stomach as well!!! Let&#39;s get it all out...&lt;br /&gt;
Everyday we got to deal with performance, deadlines, results, meetings, managements, money &amp;amp; all sorts of left-brainer stuff. &quot;Right-brainer!&quot;....you gotta come out &amp;amp; give us a break!&lt;br /&gt;
Be a child again, be naive, be pure &amp;amp; be playful.&lt;br /&gt;
Let&#39;s do it....&lt;br /&gt;
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Life is Goooood....</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naive-lens.blogspot.com/feeds/3904925053095085328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://naive-lens.blogspot.com/2012/02/104-childlike.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4933250933283306893/posts/default/3904925053095085328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4933250933283306893/posts/default/3904925053095085328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naive-lens.blogspot.com/2012/02/104-childlike.html' title='@ 104 ~ Childlike'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10291332162741421960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjz25Z1kaTm97TYXjXkzoG9c_cDvl_CHI1goPC_FUThShddewk18b_a5avsPCmdZ7eLfhhdLC9W_tgnosQczxCSDlbG0j1DVkxKVTehRBXk6stCCikiO1-Og43Xbu9BLhEf7Hnmzw_evqTW/s72-c/06112011977.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4933250933283306893.post-2805520453038274931</id><published>2012-02-19T07:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-20T07:29:12.625-08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="memories"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="musics"/><title type='text'>@ 103 ~ Favorite Songs</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
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Ever got through your old lists of&amp;nbsp;favorite&amp;nbsp;songs and re-listen to those that you never got bored?&lt;br /&gt;
When you play those songs....memories flow in, feelings of greatness, the clarity of voice and the relevance of the music combinations, all of it orchestrated just for you to reminisce the &quot;moments&quot;.&lt;br /&gt;
Some of the songs were 5 years old, while some were almost 10.&lt;br /&gt;
Listening to those songs also reminds us of how old we are.....&lt;br /&gt;
Well, it is okay. We just want the essence of it.&lt;br /&gt;
I&#39;ve always love instrumental musics than vocals as it is up to us to create our own perception &amp;amp; experience. &amp;nbsp;While vocals are great too, if the lyrics are uplifting &amp;amp; enriching....which is hard to find sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;
I believe songs can make or break our mood. I better get the right stuff in.&lt;br /&gt;
Things may move forward, technological channels may evolve but certain things would remain the same despite changes.....which is our Favorite Songs!&lt;br /&gt;
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Awesome.....&lt;br /&gt;
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Have you ever been blurrrrrrrr.....for some time and in a total blank condition?&lt;br /&gt;
You are just too tired to think &amp;amp; just let it be.&lt;br /&gt;
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Sometimes you may wanna move forward but sometimes you don&#39;t.&lt;br /&gt;
Sometimes you thought of success but sometimes you need happiness.&lt;br /&gt;
Sometimes you prefer to drink coffee daily but sometimes you want a change.&lt;br /&gt;
Sometimes you feel like watching a movie but only to realize that you wanna read.&lt;br /&gt;
Sometimes you are lost but managed to find yourself in a dark.&lt;br /&gt;
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Maybe our brain works non-stop and it needs a break!&lt;br /&gt;
The 2 departments are complaining perhaps.&lt;br /&gt;
They are having strikes &amp;amp; demand some rest....&lt;br /&gt;
Who else...&lt;br /&gt;
It is the Conscious &amp;amp; Subconscious Department of course!&lt;br /&gt;
One works when we wake up until we shut down....while the other works 24 hours non-stop.&lt;br /&gt;
I&#39;m very thankful to both departments. They keep me alive!&lt;br /&gt;
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Let&#39;s call it the condition of BEV....according to my dictionary!&lt;br /&gt;
Well, it is good to be BEV sometimes as it serve to recharge us.&lt;br /&gt;
BEV can help us find direction.&lt;br /&gt;
BEV can also clear some rubbish in the 2 departments.&lt;br /&gt;
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Why not BEV for a day or two.....&lt;br /&gt;
Try it....after all, Life is Good!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naive-lens.blogspot.com/feeds/6178659763970666664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://naive-lens.blogspot.com/2012/02/102-bev-blank-empty-void.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4933250933283306893/posts/default/6178659763970666664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4933250933283306893/posts/default/6178659763970666664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naive-lens.blogspot.com/2012/02/102-bev-blank-empty-void.html' title='@ 102 ~ B.E.V - Blank. Empty. Void'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10291332162741421960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3NY8_Ob1z86pu0HRji1fEgJqhhz0BXVEe3C5q-rLp70rhOYTyAZhpqeb5t6v7-Bu2lZgbB29Aj-p0C2z9_NE3oPkjYCtMVd2AfpipiTI4I_nt1E3i70cO9sjnYmMAc5ecOEJ7Y3U3ODY0/s72-c/Blank.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4933250933283306893.post-8945620150537281125</id><published>2012-01-05T02:38:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-20T07:29:43.953-08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="books"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="knowledge"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="wisdom"/><title type='text'>@ 101 ~ Brownish Books</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
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When I browse through my book racks and scanning through my books one by one, only to find out that certain books are not fully read. It has turn brownish on the cover and all the pages as well.&lt;br /&gt;
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Hmm.....perhaps that is where the Ancient Wisdom were stored....&lt;br /&gt;
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While searching for new materials to read but I&#39;ve forgot that some interesting lessons, values &amp;amp; knowledge from my old books are yet to be learn! It was also interesting to discover what I&#39;ve previously underlined or highlighted in the books are no longer important.....as it was &quot;in&quot; me already.&lt;span id=&quot;goog_928727998&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id=&quot;goog_928727999&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Now I&#39;m looking for new wisdom to underline &amp;amp; new profound words to highlight.&lt;/div&gt;
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Life is a journey and learning is a process....it is endless.&lt;br /&gt;
Go enjoy some brownish-old books....&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naive-lens.blogspot.com/feeds/8945620150537281125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://naive-lens.blogspot.com/2012/01/101-brownish-books.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4933250933283306893/posts/default/8945620150537281125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4933250933283306893/posts/default/8945620150537281125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naive-lens.blogspot.com/2012/01/101-brownish-books.html' title='@ 101 ~ Brownish Books'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10291332162741421960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4933250933283306893.post-2065892353763592670</id><published>2011-12-05T07:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-05T02:36:33.334-08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="love"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="mother"/><title type='text'>@ 100 ~ Your Mother....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhClj5wVl4C3FRL3xC_yHjIeTY9qWSFSX7mJfWoZDPlvFST7WgyI8DIUaLONC3QjBU2bfvWeYnPpe34FLMeO8TTOML1-wqB9zplODf5gcV2vVVsPVAkN61nwAjfZY5fbiaWwwC7wyQahp5j/s1600/Clothes+Sign.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; dda=&quot;true&quot; height=&quot;300px&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhClj5wVl4C3FRL3xC_yHjIeTY9qWSFSX7mJfWoZDPlvFST7WgyI8DIUaLONC3QjBU2bfvWeYnPpe34FLMeO8TTOML1-wqB9zplODf5gcV2vVVsPVAkN61nwAjfZY5fbiaWwwC7wyQahp5j/s400/Clothes+Sign.jpg&quot; width=&quot;400px&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: left;&quot;&gt;﻿Despite technological advancement, urbanization, globalization &amp;amp; &quot;facebookalization&quot;, our mothers are still relevant in modern times....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: left;&quot;&gt;Eventhough they are not highly educated...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: left;&quot;&gt;Eventhough they are not speaking our languages of money, fame &amp;amp; status...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: left;&quot;&gt;Eventhough they are not connected to the internet...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: left;&quot;&gt;Eventhough they do not understand us sometimes....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: left;&quot;&gt;They know how to cook the best soup for us...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: left;&quot;&gt;They help tidy up our messy home...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: left;&quot;&gt;They do laundry &amp;amp; get it done without us realizing it...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: left;&quot;&gt;They babysit our kids so that we can have a break...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: left;&quot;&gt;To all the mothers out there.....YOU ARE AWESOME!&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naive-lens.blogspot.com/feeds/2065892353763592670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://naive-lens.blogspot.com/2011/12/100-your-mother.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4933250933283306893/posts/default/2065892353763592670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4933250933283306893/posts/default/2065892353763592670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naive-lens.blogspot.com/2011/12/100-your-mother.html' title='@ 100 ~ Your Mother....'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10291332162741421960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhClj5wVl4C3FRL3xC_yHjIeTY9qWSFSX7mJfWoZDPlvFST7WgyI8DIUaLONC3QjBU2bfvWeYnPpe34FLMeO8TTOML1-wqB9zplODf5gcV2vVVsPVAkN61nwAjfZY5fbiaWwwC7wyQahp5j/s72-c/Clothes+Sign.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4933250933283306893.post-1946927692924556045</id><published>2011-12-03T21:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-03T21:34:52.937-08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="imaginations"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="magic"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="power"/><title type='text'>@ 99 ~ 2D to 3D</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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How great it would be if we could cross over to different dimensions to the other side of the universe!&lt;br /&gt;
Fantasies would be realities &amp;amp; realities would be fantasies.&lt;br /&gt;
We may be confused between both world but it is going to be fun to live in a magical world full of surroundings which is beyond our limits.&lt;br /&gt;
Animations would pop to be real &amp;amp; originalities can be re-created.&lt;br /&gt;
Then we won&#39;t live to survive but live to enjoy and explore.&lt;br /&gt;
Everyday will be adventurous, anticipating &amp;amp; awesome!&lt;br /&gt;
Time doesn&#39;t exist anymore &amp;amp;&amp;nbsp;cell doesn&#39;t aged anymore.&lt;br /&gt;
Whatever created in the mind, can be constructed in the magical world of &quot;reality&quot;.&lt;br /&gt;
No laws, no standards &amp;amp; no regulations....where Abnormalities became Normalities!&lt;br /&gt;
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Life is Great....</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naive-lens.blogspot.com/feeds/1946927692924556045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://naive-lens.blogspot.com/2011/12/99-2d-to-3d.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4933250933283306893/posts/default/1946927692924556045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4933250933283306893/posts/default/1946927692924556045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naive-lens.blogspot.com/2011/12/99-2d-to-3d.html' title='@ 99 ~ 2D to 3D'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10291332162741421960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEichJ4b8MgW3EDk9nK6LcLAZGL8y5m0LY93b4PSkZKF_F5dTKT0WOVrNatX7l9p9YuZ6_dMB61em8uV6gQx70uoW1l87iRixb-NslIvi1KxNg9FiopfMdW5GO7InYYG52jZzr1Qx1tHTBhe/s72-c/earth.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4933250933283306893.post-8192129602918165215</id><published>2011-12-02T07:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-02T07:59:59.265-08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="friends"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="good"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="words"/><title type='text'>@ 98 ~ Hang In There...Buddy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4GFib-aLUlyuDE92Jo_s0C6y66a6AFxegv1DlERwJoMwWtIebY3x-uuBXDer_5NIWI0vo6ZvbUT1GgNpmEBj8Izv-OWUN5HD4dsWSPLok9plIGpO2Y3PqQFQT0NSgK8isAea2hW6YIj_2/s1600/191120111007.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; dda=&quot;true&quot; height=&quot;400px&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4GFib-aLUlyuDE92Jo_s0C6y66a6AFxegv1DlERwJoMwWtIebY3x-uuBXDer_5NIWI0vo6ZvbUT1GgNpmEBj8Izv-OWUN5HD4dsWSPLok9plIGpO2Y3PqQFQT0NSgK8isAea2hW6YIj_2/s400/191120111007.jpg&quot; width=&quot;300px&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Every small bit of advice counts!&lt;br /&gt;
Have you ever met strangers that became your friends after a short while &amp;amp; just right before they exit in your life, they somehow uplifted &amp;amp; encouraged you in whatever that you do?&lt;br /&gt;
Sometimes we couldn&#39;t even receive a good word from someone close but have to get it from someone far from us. Thanks to Strangers &amp;amp; Strangers are just some unmet Friends.&lt;br /&gt;
It is great to know as many as possible; Uplifters, Enablers&amp;nbsp;&amp;amp; Enrichers. They are everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;
A smile from them might make our day.&lt;br /&gt;
A favour from them might lessen our burden.&lt;br /&gt;
An advice from them might brighten our moments.&lt;br /&gt;
Let&#39;s keep the good words in our mind &amp;amp; good deeds in our heart.&lt;br /&gt;
Remember to hang it &amp;amp; remember it throughout our life....&lt;br /&gt;
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Life is Good....</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naive-lens.blogspot.com/feeds/8192129602918165215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://naive-lens.blogspot.com/2011/12/98-hang-in-therebuddy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4933250933283306893/posts/default/8192129602918165215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4933250933283306893/posts/default/8192129602918165215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naive-lens.blogspot.com/2011/12/98-hang-in-therebuddy.html' title='@ 98 ~ Hang In There...Buddy!'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10291332162741421960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4GFib-aLUlyuDE92Jo_s0C6y66a6AFxegv1DlERwJoMwWtIebY3x-uuBXDer_5NIWI0vo6ZvbUT1GgNpmEBj8Izv-OWUN5HD4dsWSPLok9plIGpO2Y3PqQFQT0NSgK8isAea2hW6YIj_2/s72-c/191120111007.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4933250933283306893.post-8796458203497356458</id><published>2011-12-02T07:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-02T07:30:08.051-08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="sleep"/><title type='text'>@ 97 ~ C . S . P</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaI9CdB1gtupTJgWQ8F-avlquq9yYdelBF0AO4HD8wdLhmlV160zsBE19v6mMbwTedsLH94sK7EVuRlKcS76Et9t7wM6pnalCcAKru3OOqsr86MnfevG8U2PBKcDn5GM48CjGxBthuSEZI/s1600/sleeping.JPG&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; dda=&quot;true&quot; height=&quot;300px&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaI9CdB1gtupTJgWQ8F-avlquq9yYdelBF0AO4HD8wdLhmlV160zsBE19v6mMbwTedsLH94sK7EVuRlKcS76Et9t7wM6pnalCcAKru3OOqsr86MnfevG8U2PBKcDn5GM48CjGxBthuSEZI/s400/sleeping.JPG&quot; width=&quot;400px&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Creative Sleeping Position....that&#39;s what it is.&lt;br /&gt;
It was funny watching how children sleep. &lt;br /&gt;
They have all kinds of styles matching the way that they were shut off....&lt;br /&gt;
And when they were shut-off,&amp;nbsp; they&amp;nbsp;were totally down &amp;amp; freeze in that position! &lt;br /&gt;
What a blissful act. &lt;br /&gt;
Let freedom ruled....let nature took over....&amp;amp; let our brain flew faraway....&lt;br /&gt;
Zzzzzz......</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naive-lens.blogspot.com/feeds/8796458203497356458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://naive-lens.blogspot.com/2011/12/97-c-s-p.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4933250933283306893/posts/default/8796458203497356458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4933250933283306893/posts/default/8796458203497356458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naive-lens.blogspot.com/2011/12/97-c-s-p.html' title='@ 97 ~ C . S . P'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10291332162741421960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaI9CdB1gtupTJgWQ8F-avlquq9yYdelBF0AO4HD8wdLhmlV160zsBE19v6mMbwTedsLH94sK7EVuRlKcS76Et9t7wM6pnalCcAKru3OOqsr86MnfevG8U2PBKcDn5GM48CjGxBthuSEZI/s72-c/sleeping.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4933250933283306893.post-6979743891384481726</id><published>2011-12-02T06:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-02T06:52:42.017-08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="imaginations"/><title type='text'>@ 96 ~ Joy To The World</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjY7gkxZ0bzHJngxfiLa42X8vNkF3ZP3oeBkxkzFKrcI_2RFDNRvOGVWst1HPVeOYkvUXIZttq-aOLjArTx1UwGFMjeI8VfnsuiwFaBeeq63OffBgA6PCeXQCqpnDXE1EG177Kl8JQFwSAH/s1600/191120111008.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; dda=&quot;true&quot; height=&quot;240px&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjY7gkxZ0bzHJngxfiLa42X8vNkF3ZP3oeBkxkzFKrcI_2RFDNRvOGVWst1HPVeOYkvUXIZttq-aOLjArTx1UwGFMjeI8VfnsuiwFaBeeq63OffBgA6PCeXQCqpnDXE1EG177Kl8JQFwSAH/s320/191120111008.jpg&quot; width=&quot;320px&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;As I walked pass this particular shop in one of the community mall, I stopped &amp;amp; I turned back.&lt;br /&gt;
Wow....looking at it made me wants to be a child again.&lt;br /&gt;
I love the true naiveness in a child&#39;s mind....full of colors, so much imaginations, limitless creativity, unrealistic images, joyful stories &amp;amp; lots of fun! It was not bound by any laws, rules &amp;amp; regulations. &lt;br /&gt;
I am sure it will be very interesting to be able to enter one of a happy child&#39;s mind to see what they&#39;ve&amp;nbsp;saw &amp;amp; to feel that they&#39;ve felt, where everything can be changed &amp;amp; re-created.&lt;br /&gt;
No standards or status quo to control what should have been but free flow of inputs and adventures to be explore. &lt;br /&gt;
Life would be Good ...with Dreams &amp;amp; Fantasies around....</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naive-lens.blogspot.com/feeds/6979743891384481726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://naive-lens.blogspot.com/2011/12/96-joy-to-world.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4933250933283306893/posts/default/6979743891384481726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4933250933283306893/posts/default/6979743891384481726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naive-lens.blogspot.com/2011/12/96-joy-to-world.html' title='@ 96 ~ Joy To The World'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10291332162741421960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjY7gkxZ0bzHJngxfiLa42X8vNkF3ZP3oeBkxkzFKrcI_2RFDNRvOGVWst1HPVeOYkvUXIZttq-aOLjArTx1UwGFMjeI8VfnsuiwFaBeeq63OffBgA6PCeXQCqpnDXE1EG177Kl8JQFwSAH/s72-c/191120111008.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4933250933283306893.post-1280196394487378383</id><published>2011-10-30T01:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-30T01:06:27.155-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="chin-chai"/><title type='text'>@ 95 ~ &quot;Chin-Chai&quot; Can Be Fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgTEdJkK_eqLezaJX8_1oNwYbNnRjZiNb1U0lUUZ1_unh65Ryhk0TvFdzNJZigVWBi7otHgJzQlYI1DrJtolIx_g6-b7QfxFBkJ5ZePCmXTwBO1Ai9fZSSrsnp95xvPS8-NZmA0QWVmxDp/s1600/28092011837.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;240px&quot; ida=&quot;true&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgTEdJkK_eqLezaJX8_1oNwYbNnRjZiNb1U0lUUZ1_unh65Ryhk0TvFdzNJZigVWBi7otHgJzQlYI1DrJtolIx_g6-b7QfxFBkJ5ZePCmXTwBO1Ai9fZSSrsnp95xvPS8-NZmA0QWVmxDp/s320/28092011837.jpg&quot; width=&quot;320px&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;At times, we just wanna drop off our masks of professionalism, systematic approach, procedural thinking...etc &amp;amp; just &quot;Chin-Chai&quot; do whatever we want. Just like the hoarding board above, with &quot;Chin-Chai&quot; paste of magazine leftovers...quite nice huh. We need some randomness in life. Some people eventually enjoy their &quot;Chin-Chai&quot; mistakes &amp;amp; errors done coz it turns out to be good!!!&lt;br /&gt;
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And surprisingly...&lt;br /&gt;
&quot;Chin-Chai&quot; may lead you to another side of things.&lt;br /&gt;
&quot;Chin-Chai&quot; may lead you to another helpful person.&lt;br /&gt;
&quot;Chin-Chai&quot; may lead you to think of an idea that you never thought before.&lt;br /&gt;
&quot;Chin-Chai&quot; may lead you to discover fun, opportunities, love, friendship &amp;amp; a life of your own.&lt;br /&gt;
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Sometimes, we don&#39;t need to overplan as there are things or people that &quot;Chin-Chai&quot; coming into our lives. We just gotta hang loose and be &quot;Chin-Chai&quot; at times....</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naive-lens.blogspot.com/feeds/1280196394487378383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://naive-lens.blogspot.com/2011/10/95-chin-chai-can-be-fun.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4933250933283306893/posts/default/1280196394487378383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4933250933283306893/posts/default/1280196394487378383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naive-lens.blogspot.com/2011/10/95-chin-chai-can-be-fun.html' title='@ 95 ~ &quot;Chin-Chai&quot; Can Be Fun'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10291332162741421960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgTEdJkK_eqLezaJX8_1oNwYbNnRjZiNb1U0lUUZ1_unh65Ryhk0TvFdzNJZigVWBi7otHgJzQlYI1DrJtolIx_g6-b7QfxFBkJ5ZePCmXTwBO1Ai9fZSSrsnp95xvPS8-NZmA0QWVmxDp/s72-c/28092011837.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>