<?xml version="1.0" encoding="UTF-8" standalone="no"?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:blogger="http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008" xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/" xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5204159524077478464</id><updated>2024-11-01T03:36:22.462-07:00</updated><title type="text">Silly Dumb Heart</title><subtitle type="html">A short fictional love story.</subtitle><link href="http://sillydumbheart.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default" rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5204159524077478464/posts/default?redirect=false" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://sillydumbheart.blogspot.com/" rel="alternate" type="text/html"/><link href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/" rel="hub"/><author><name>Elvirah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14439173003760924263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image height="32" rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" src="//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjW612GA31qSToraiEwDJZKP0xXFALK6D7-OEEOHqQEEumazUJwp9QCQNqhtrleKjvVACsfzPkDSIExDvYbqoIF0z2uKrNBcRyfwu0oOnQF0_ufoq0Y2gIhOkN2Zj8tlhE/s220/35+%282%29.jpg" width="32"/></author><generator uri="http://www.blogger.com" version="7.00">Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>9</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><xhtml:meta content="noindex" name="robots" xmlns:xhtml="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"/><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5204159524077478464.post-8175383184288418803</id><published>2012-01-17T22:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-17T23:25:53.355-08:00</updated><title type="text">Chapter 9: Silly Dumb Heart</title><content type="html">&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;
&lt;span style="color: #660000; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;

&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 20pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Perfect!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: #660000; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;

&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;The weather outside was warm and bright, just
perfect for any kind of outdoor activity. Susan felt a thrill of excitement
with each passing moment and her excitement increased exponentially with the
thought of shopping in London for the first time. With the uplifted heart, she
looked at the yellow sticky post-it, attached in front of her and tried to
finish the to-do list before she left. After work, Susan greeted everyone
weekend wishes and rushed out with Paul and June for the most awaited evening
adventure – dress hunting. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span style="color: #660000; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;

&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;“So, did you think of any good store?” Susan asked
June as they walked toward the subway. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: #660000; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;

&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;I know some promising stores at Oxford Street and,
that’s where we are going.” June answered. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span style="color: #660000; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;

&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;“Oxford Street! I heard about it.” Paul added. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #660000; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;

&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;In no time, the train for Oxford stationed at Canary
Wharf and, they all got on the train. Along with the movement of the train,
June turned her gossip on that looked like as though she was pacing with the
train and, would stop only when the train halts at the destination. As the
train was heading closer to the destination, Susan’s heart thumped with
enthusiasm; she could feel the rush of emotion invigorating as she contemplated
getting into the classy stores of the London city. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span style="color: #660000; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;

&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;The station was crowded with the weekend rush and,
before the train went past the station they were nowhere near the platform.
Apparently, Susan’s footsteps wanted to accelerate with the mounting heart rate,
but her stature couldn’t keep up with it. June took them to a department store
which indeed looked promising to Susan. It was a breathtaking experience for
Susan, to explore the stuff she was going to wear for the party. She had never
worn something like that before, so she was a bit anxious about the whole
thing. While going through the dress racks, she avoided the short length and
strapless dresses which, she knew, would make her feel awkward. She made sure
June did the same thing and, in order to make the dress selection process quick
they decided to look into separate racks. In the meantime, Paul escaped to the
men’s wear section until the girls had their mission accomplished. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: #660000; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;

&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;“Hey June, I think it’s enough stuff we’ve picked
out, now I should go try these on.” &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span style="color: #660000; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;

&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;“You are right, let’s see which one is going to be a
perfect fit for you.” June consented. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: #660000; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;

&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;It took some time for Susan to try out all the
dresses, which she and June chose; and when she came out of the trail room, she
wore a Burgundy color, tea length dress with satin lace work on it. She looked
for June as she wanted to show it to June, then she heard a sharp, familiar
voice from the distance. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span style="color: #660000; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;

&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;“Perfect!” &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: #660000; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;

&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;Susan wondered and looked around. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span style="color: #660000; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;

&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;“Paul! Where were you?” Susan asked bewildered when
she saw Paul walking toward her. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: #660000; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;

&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;"Well, I was upstairs, I thought I would buy
something for myself...so…" &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span style="color: #660000; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;

&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;"Have you seen June?" Susan asked before
he could finish the sentence. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: #660000; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;

&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;“I am here. Wow! Look at you...you are absolutely
stunning in this dress.” June came over and commented with her eyebrows raised.
&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span style="color: #660000; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;

&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;“I was thinking I should go with this. What do you
say?” &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: #660000; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;

&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;"Definitely….no second thoughts.” June
encouraged. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span style="color: #660000; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;

&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;"All right, I will go change and come back.” &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri; mso-fareast-language: EN-US; mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-latin;"&gt;Later they headed
over to accessories, to find matching jewelry; Susan also tried on shoes that
would go with the dress and, found a pair to match both the dress and her
jewelry. And by the time they walked out of the store, they were starving; so
they went to a nearby fast food center, KFC, and ordered for a fully loaded
meal. When they were done, they took a taxi to their respective destinations.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link href="http://sillydumbheart.blogspot.com/feeds/8175383184288418803/comments/default" rel="replies" title="Post Comments" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/5204159524077478464/8175383184288418803?isPopup=true" rel="replies" title="4 Comments" type="text/html"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5204159524077478464/posts/default/8175383184288418803" rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5204159524077478464/posts/default/8175383184288418803" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://sillydumbheart.blogspot.com/2012/01/chapter-9-silly-dumb-heart.html" rel="alternate" title="Chapter 9: Silly Dumb Heart" type="text/html"/><author><name>Elvirah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14439173003760924263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image height="32" rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" src="//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjW612GA31qSToraiEwDJZKP0xXFALK6D7-OEEOHqQEEumazUJwp9QCQNqhtrleKjvVACsfzPkDSIExDvYbqoIF0z2uKrNBcRyfwu0oOnQF0_ufoq0Y2gIhOkN2Zj8tlhE/s220/35+%282%29.jpg" width="32"/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmSSeLTzsPPk_OgGAWUTn_btOu7dMuid_pshQK16RvTsmhzpRYkH3J5RZSg_v92yFno5qotcpGyCOcbJLY8Rt7UTazw7ttgkQS11Ia-hfGENN_HkX-HT_XXTWVG_SbCp5fWaITSBK9hwAc/s72-c/oxford+high+street.png" width="72"/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5204159524077478464.post-4819638224651985562</id><published>2012-01-05T06:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-03T10:38:57.703-08:00</updated><title type="text">Chapter 8: Silly Dumb Heart</title><content type="html">&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;
&lt;span style="color: #660000; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Weekend.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;The rest of the week went quite well with no more distractions during the day and no haunting dreams at night. By Friday Susan could fully blend in with the team; and June, one of the interns there, became good friends with Susan. June was a very nice girl, with cheerful personality. She lost her mother at a very young age and was brought up by her father since then. They were originally from China, but after her mother’s expiry June's father took a job in London and, they got settled there. June had her boyfriend, Dave, working in the same organization, but in other team; and they both lived together. Susan met Dave only once, who seemed like a perfect fit for June with the same pleasing personality. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;It was Friday evening and, there was excitement all around the place at work. Everyone, in the team, was chattering about their weekend plans; and few had already planned to leave early that day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Chris came over and asked Susan in a casual tone, “Hey Susan what did you plan for the weekend. It is your first weekend holiday in London.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Susan bit her lip and, after a moment of hesitation, she said. “Well, I haven’t planned anything so far..uh..” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;June quickly picked up on the conversation. “Hey Chris, I was going to invite Paul and Susan to my place. I and Dave had already planned up something nice for the weekend and, I want them to be a part of it. It’s just going to be a small party, a get together of few friends.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;“That sounds like a great plan.” Chris commented and, left the place. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;“What kind of party?” Susan asked, wondering. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;“Like I said, a small get together. Few friends of mine and Dave are going to come over.” June said enthusiastically. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;“But they are all strangers…” Susan paused for a second, “and I can’t come to a party where I know no one.” She continued with a grimace. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;“You know me and Dave; and Paul would also be there. Besides they are all wonderful people and, it’s nice to be around such a good company. Trust me, you’d love it.” June urged in a voice so convincing and, then turned to Paul. “What do you say Paul?” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;“Of course, but... if Susan’s having a.... problem with it, then I am not in either.” Paul couldn’t help but support Susan. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;All of a sudden June sounded very firm. “She’d definitely make it because I am inviting her.” then she politely insisted in a soft tone of voice, “It’s going to be really fun Susan, so please say yes.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;“I am sure it is, but… I don’t feel comfortable with strangers.” Susan sounded wavering. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;“I promise it won't look like that you are trapped in a room full of strangers. They are very lively people and, you’d feel great being there. ” June insisted again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;“Okay.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;“Wow…that’s like a good girl. Paul, it’s your duty to bring her to the party.” June sighed and demanded Paul. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;“I am always at her service.” Paul smiled teasingly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;“Now, you shut up!” Susan simpered at Paul. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;“But, what am I going to wear? I have no good dress for the party.” Susan frowned. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;“Don’t you worry about it; We will go shopping as soon as we wrap up with the work and, I am going to help you buy a perfect outfit for tomorrow.” June spoke with a tone of assertion and, excitement.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link href="http://sillydumbheart.blogspot.com/feeds/4819638224651985562/comments/default" rel="replies" title="Post Comments" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/5204159524077478464/4819638224651985562?isPopup=true" rel="replies" title="3 Comments" type="text/html"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5204159524077478464/posts/default/4819638224651985562" rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5204159524077478464/posts/default/4819638224651985562" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://sillydumbheart.blogspot.com/2012/01/chapter-8-silly-dumb-heart.html" rel="alternate" title="Chapter 8: Silly Dumb Heart" type="text/html"/><author><name>Elvirah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14439173003760924263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image height="32" rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" src="//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjW612GA31qSToraiEwDJZKP0xXFALK6D7-OEEOHqQEEumazUJwp9QCQNqhtrleKjvVACsfzPkDSIExDvYbqoIF0z2uKrNBcRyfwu0oOnQF0_ufoq0Y2gIhOkN2Zj8tlhE/s220/35+%282%29.jpg" width="32"/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdj2WOQ5vGcih8AszYWwIwYUqOliNu628UFv6YIs_DexJHaiLugWQ4kUrFRtR0TQ_1TI8p3LrxgtnQ1f3oyiPx-fUlL-JfirvJ-zQeYnEumHjkbj_MpY3ezwWb5UktulbD8djvYX7vqkWD/s72-c/Baloons.png" width="72"/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5204159524077478464.post-967728090812209746</id><published>2011-12-23T12:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-27T00:30:12.889-08:00</updated><title type="text">Chapter 7 : Silly Dumb Heart</title><content type="html">&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;
&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Haunted&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot; Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;Susan spent most of the time, evening, over the
Internet, chatting with her family and friends. Later, she and Paul decided to
go out for a walk to enjoy the night breeze. They also had to buy&amp;nbsp;merchandise and groceries&amp;nbsp;as they didn’t want to have outside food anymore. They went to a big
store that was little far from the hotel they were staying, so that they could
get everything they wanted to buy. Besides they also wanted to watch the
beautiful city in the night lights and have a pleasant walk. When they reached
the store, Susan grabbed a bottle of skim milk, two boxes of corn flakes for
breakfast and a large pack of noodles for dinner. Paul picked up a packet of
rice and lentils and, dumped it in the groceries carrier. Susan looked at Paul
in amazement when he did that. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCGPG8MVD4nQmwMrHyq2tqtI-UadE0N-ytJUR7oycmCFSgjPZ_gzwjMJTbJFwUiWU4plibHFhkmBQ5c3wE3k3nviRVwgJ37OHqQ4CRA7gc_XIpMmTSOnjPRbRB9db-9-0mfwbbN-EQLkJu/s1600/Super+Market.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="298" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCGPG8MVD4nQmwMrHyq2tqtI-UadE0N-ytJUR7oycmCFSgjPZ_gzwjMJTbJFwUiWU4plibHFhkmBQ5c3wE3k3nviRVwgJ37OHqQ4CRA7gc_XIpMmTSOnjPRbRB9db-9-0mfwbbN-EQLkJu/s400/Super+Market.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;“Why did you pick this?” She asked mystified. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;“It’s because you are missing Indian food.” Paul
snickered. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;“When did I say so?” She was still dazed. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;“In my dream.” He blurted out without thinking. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;Now her eyes widened. “What?” &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;“I was just kidding. But, seriously, I miss Indian
food. Don’t you?” &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;“I do, but…umm…I don’t know how to cook rice and
lentils.” She admitted. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;“Don’t worry, i am going to make it and, you can
learn from me.” He smiled teasingly. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;“No, that’s okay, I can survive on noodles.” She
sounded hesitant. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;“Come on, humor me.” He insisted. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;“Alright, but I have one condition.” &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;“What’s that?” He rolled his eyes, bewildered. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;“I’ll do it myself and, you will just give me
instructions.” She grinned. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;“Okay, done.” Paul sighed and, they both walked to
the counter to get the stuff billed.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;It was nice spending some time out which
seemed to help her crabby mood; and she was off to bed as soon as she came back
to her room. Susan could sleep well that night, but the same, last night’s,
dream haunted her again; except this time she was very close to the strange
person calling her. He was standing with his back to Susan and, as she was
about to reach him, her eyes opened. She woke up from dream to daylight, fluttering
her eyelids. She lay in bed for a while wondering what that strange dream could
possibly mean.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link href="http://sillydumbheart.blogspot.com/feeds/967728090812209746/comments/default" rel="replies" title="Post Comments" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/5204159524077478464/967728090812209746?isPopup=true" rel="replies" title="2 Comments" type="text/html"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5204159524077478464/posts/default/967728090812209746" rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5204159524077478464/posts/default/967728090812209746" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://sillydumbheart.blogspot.com/2011/12/chapter-7-silly-dumb-heart.html" rel="alternate" title="Chapter 7 : Silly Dumb Heart" type="text/html"/><author><name>Elvirah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14439173003760924263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image height="32" rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" src="//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjW612GA31qSToraiEwDJZKP0xXFALK6D7-OEEOHqQEEumazUJwp9QCQNqhtrleKjvVACsfzPkDSIExDvYbqoIF0z2uKrNBcRyfwu0oOnQF0_ufoq0Y2gIhOkN2Zj8tlhE/s220/35+%282%29.jpg" width="32"/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCGPG8MVD4nQmwMrHyq2tqtI-UadE0N-ytJUR7oycmCFSgjPZ_gzwjMJTbJFwUiWU4plibHFhkmBQ5c3wE3k3nviRVwgJ37OHqQ4CRA7gc_XIpMmTSOnjPRbRB9db-9-0mfwbbN-EQLkJu/s72-c/Super+Market.png" width="72"/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5204159524077478464.post-829951304622420432</id><published>2011-12-20T13:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-20T22:20:10.836-08:00</updated><title type="text">Chapter 6 : Silly Dumb Heart</title><content type="html">&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;
&lt;span style="color: #660000; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Speaker&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #660000; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Paul and Chris were already there and, also few other team members. The meeting was about the demonstration of a new software application and to discuss the project related issues. All of them were waiting for the speaker and the rest of the team members to come. Paul and Chris were discussing different possibilities to sort out few issues relating to the project; and Susan began doodling, with her eyes fixed, on the notepad. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #660000; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Slowly the others started to come in and, the room whirred with conversation. While they all were still waiting, Susan heard someone pull the door open and walk past the row. Paul and Chris were sitting in the first row and, Susan was in the fourth row; as the other rows were already occupied. She couldn’t catch a glimpse of the person's face as their seats were facing the white screen opposite. When she looked up to see who it was, she saw a guy walking with his back to her. He was wearing a classic black suit, perfectly fitting; and was holding a notebook. He looked quite young. He walked straight toward Chris, who was sitting close to the screen. They both had some discussion and then he headed toward the screen. Before he could start the presentation, he turned to face the audience. Susan’s eyes narrowed with surprise when she looked at him. He was the same guy who she never wished to see again and, there he was right in front of her. She couldn’t believe that he was the speaker. Of course, he had not done anything wrong for her to feel so, but he became such an easy distraction that she just wanted to stay away from him. Susan had no way, but to look at him throughout the meeting; it was such an embarrassment for her. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #660000; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Hello All, I am Jonathan.” He addressed everyone in the room and started with his demonstration. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #660000; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;She tried to be wary in order to concentrate on the presentation and the demo; though there were instances when she couldn’t help staring at his glorious face. As soon as the meeting was over, she hurried out of the door and headed straight in the direction of Ladies room. She went in and stood in front of the mirror wondering what was wrong with her. She was annoyed at her that she couldn’t come up with any ideas and, was there like a dumb doll during the whole discussion. Then she resolved that, at any rate, she must focus on the project. She came out of the room composed and walked to the lunch room to join Paul for lunch. She tried to keep herself busy the rest of the day without giving in to any kind of thoughts.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link href="http://sillydumbheart.blogspot.com/feeds/829951304622420432/comments/default" rel="replies" title="Post Comments" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/5204159524077478464/829951304622420432?isPopup=true" rel="replies" title="2 Comments" type="text/html"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5204159524077478464/posts/default/829951304622420432" rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5204159524077478464/posts/default/829951304622420432" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://sillydumbheart.blogspot.com/2011/12/chapter-6-silly-dumb-heart.html" rel="alternate" title="Chapter 6 : Silly Dumb Heart" type="text/html"/><author><name>Elvirah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14439173003760924263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image height="32" rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" src="//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjW612GA31qSToraiEwDJZKP0xXFALK6D7-OEEOHqQEEumazUJwp9QCQNqhtrleKjvVACsfzPkDSIExDvYbqoIF0z2uKrNBcRyfwu0oOnQF0_ufoq0Y2gIhOkN2Zj8tlhE/s220/35+%282%29.jpg" width="32"/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwXIVyv_VdISkFkYt4ENwqGuZGmkkqNHOwET7YIT1uuNbEcxkkxqRml1LPERaZw2ttpVtc4YV2CXdFTlxld8tXTnyW9iKV7hR-OcvqSR8AkdFwSc29V_3es-1syaknehu05mVhQwthl6Ho/s72-c/Conference+room.png" width="72"/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5204159524077478464.post-6887905788420369726</id><published>2011-12-13T13:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-16T06:49:12.034-08:00</updated><title type="text">Chapter 5 : Silly Dumb Heart</title><content type="html">&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;
&lt;em&gt;

&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: x-large;"&gt;Stupidity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Trains in London would always be crowded and getting a seat is quite difficult. Sometimes you have to be quick enough to judge which coach you would get on. Though it looks like a little tricky thing in the beginning, getting used to the crowd and rush is definitely not as hard as rocket science. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Luckily Susan got a seat in the train that day and Paul stood next to her seat, leaning against it. For a while, her thoughts flickered to last night’s awful dream. She wished the dream could have lasted little longer, so that she'd had a chance to glance the stranger’s face. While she was still musing about it, Paul interrupted her. She was so much engrossed in her thoughts that she barely could realise the train had almost made it to the station where she was supposed to get down. As soon as the train halted at the station, they both got down and rushed out of&amp;nbsp;the subway toward the office building.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It was her second day at work and, Susan looked quite comfortable with the surroundings. The team members were all so welcoming and friendly which made it easy for Susan to settle down quickly, at the new work place; even the head of the team, Chris, was very supportive and encouraging. They had a nice custom in the team where in one of the team members would get coffee to rest of the team, every morning. They would take turns daily on this practice and, that day Susan volunteered herself to get the coffee. As she was about to make a move, Chris announced an unexpected team meeting all of a sudden and, he wanted all the team members to be present at the meeting in the conference room by eleven thirty morning. It was ten thirty, and she still had an hour for the meeting.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;In the meantime, she wanted to go get coffee for all the team members, so she headed to the pantry. As she walked in the room, her eyes flashed on the guy who was at the vending machine trying to pick something. She soon figured that he was the same guy who was talking to Chris the other day. There was something about him that was very appealing and, Susan couldn’t help staring at him like an idiot. But before he noticed her, realising her idiocy, Susan dropped her head immediately. As soon as he left, she quickly grabbed the coffee mugs, filled them with coffee and walked out of the room. When she came back to her desk, she gave out the coffee mugs to everyone in the team. Then she sat down and cursed herself for acting so stupid in the pantry. She wished she&amp;nbsp;would never see him again and, began to work. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;While she was busy working, she heard a beep sound. A little window popped up at one corner of the screen; It was a reminder about the meeting that was going to be held in sometime. Chris had also sent an email about the meeting after he made the announcement. She held up the work, turned off the monitor and looked for a notepad and pen. There was a notepad at one corner of the desk which she picked up and grabbed a pen from the pen stand and then headed upstairs toward conference room.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000; font-family: Times; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Stranger in Dreams&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;After reaching the Hotel room, she took a shower and
made herself fried eggs for dinner. As she was extremely
exhausted, she quickly had it and went to bed early. But she was waking often
in between unable to get a sound sleep and fell asleep only in the early hours
of the morning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;

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&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;“Susan….wait” a strange, magical, male voice calling
out of nowhere and everything around was foggy and unclear. She could barely
see the person calling her, but she knew someone was definitely there standing
afar off. She squeezed her eyes closed to figure out a way to reach him.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;“Open your eyes…Susan.” The voice was sharp and
closer now. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;

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&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Her eyes flew open anxiously and soon realized she
was dreaming. Then she flashed a quick glare on the clock: it was six in the
morning. It was time to get up and get ready for work. She got herself ready as
soon as she could and rushed to the elevator. Paul was already waiting for her
at the reception.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;

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&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;“Hey, Miss Williams.” Paul greeted cheerfully. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;“How do you know my last name?” Susan asked
befuddled with her eyebrows knit together. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;“Where there is a will, there is a way.” Paul seemed
amused. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;“Oh…really?” Susan grinned playfully, walking out of
the reception. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;“Yes, really.” He smirked and handed Susan a
rectangular shaped card. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;“Aww….it is my ID card! How did you get it?” Susan
wondered. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;“Apparently, you dropped it at the reception
yesterday while you were complaining about the dead phone, in your room; and
the receptionist gave it to me this morning thinking that I am your...” &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;“Your…what?” She sounded wary. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;“You know she thinks I am your…..colleague, and we
work together at the same place.” &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;“She knows that already.” She snapped. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;

&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri; mso-fareast-language: EN-US; mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-latin;"&gt;“Of course, and I am
telling you the same.” He smiled wickedly and his voice amused.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Paul Stevenson is a very charming guy, who she came to know only after coming to London. He is quite&amp;nbsp;handsome, cheerful, generous, and a little cryptic sometimes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link href="http://sillydumbheart.blogspot.com/feeds/4760489363213442872/comments/default" rel="replies" title="Post Comments" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/5204159524077478464/4760489363213442872?isPopup=true" rel="replies" title="3 Comments" type="text/html"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5204159524077478464/posts/default/4760489363213442872" rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5204159524077478464/posts/default/4760489363213442872" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://sillydumbheart.blogspot.com/2011/12/chapter-4-silly-dumb-heart.html" rel="alternate" title="Chapter 4 : Silly Dumb Heart" type="text/html"/><author><name>Elvirah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14439173003760924263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image height="32" rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" src="//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjW612GA31qSToraiEwDJZKP0xXFALK6D7-OEEOHqQEEumazUJwp9QCQNqhtrleKjvVACsfzPkDSIExDvYbqoIF0z2uKrNBcRyfwu0oOnQF0_ufoq0Y2gIhOkN2Zj8tlhE/s220/35+%282%29.jpg" width="32"/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQfjuEg92eiVGQ0-UvmJ1ydjnT74GRuXxiWMKYsCJhSBtiz24YKDxYxsXIvHCzEObEMcGp6Lt0CFneaK9Hd4PBP2TlHJ100CiRNrmj9cIw8Kx87uytHonnenwGeRcmTasFMd39dpv-YXJy/s72-c/Thick+fog.png" width="72"/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5204159524077478464.post-1829023250868013764</id><published>2011-12-10T06:17:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-01T07:09:06.244-08:00</updated><title type="text">Chapter 3 : Silly Dumb Heart</title><content type="html">&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;
&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;First Day&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #191c1e; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;When
she was up the next morning, she pulled open the curtains around the window
wide and, tried to peek out, watching the London roads. After a moment of
amusement, she looked at the clock on the wall. It was seven, and she had to be
at work at nine. First things first, she turned the geyser on and took a
shower. She then went into the kitchen, to make a bowl of cereal for her
breakfast. As she was about to start, she heard the doorbell ring. It was Paul;
he brought some sandwiches he made himself. She thanked him for his generous
heart and, also for saving her time. When he left, she quickly ate it in big
bites, got ready and walked out heading downstairs. Paul was already waiting
for her down in the lobby. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;

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&lt;span style="color: #191c1e; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;It
was summer there and, the weather was so pleasant with the sun not so hot and
blazing. For a while, she could not believe she was walking through the roads
of the great London city. Travelling by train is the most convenient option in
London and they have underground stations called tube stations with long
escalators to roll up and down. Susan was extremely amazed at the sight of such
busy long escalators. It was definitely a dream come true for her to experience
everything that was happening around. When they were about to reach the work
place, she saw the place was completely surrounded by huge glass buildings. It
took her breath away, and she was in absolute awe and wonder. Everything was so
different and fascinating; and the experience was truly unimaginable and
incredible for Susan. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;
&lt;span style="color: #191c1e; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;“Susan?”
a voice called loudly. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #191c1e; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #191c1e; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;Susan
turned around to see who it was; Paul was calling her from the distance. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #191c1e; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;“We
are already late. Come on, we got to rush.” Paul insisted. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;
&lt;span style="color: #191c1e; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;“Oh,
I am sorry. Let’s move.” She muttered. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #191c1e; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;
&lt;span style="color: #191c1e; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #191c1e; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;They
headed to the office building in a hurry and when inside the reception they
were taken to a room to have their photo taken for the ID Card. When done with
it, they rushed to the elevator to reach the work place. On the floor, they met
Chris, Head of the team, who introduced them to all of the team members. All
went well on the first day; as the day was almost getting over and she was about
to wrap up the work, Susan saw someone passing by her. The guy was heading
towards Chris and, he looked quite dashing. For a while, Susan could not get
her eyes off him.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: #191c1e; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"I am done, shall we go now." a low voice sounded like a whisper called from behind.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000; font-family: Times; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;"Umm...Yes." She murmured.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000; font-family: Times; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Susan soon realized Paul was waiting for her. She quickly composed herself, grabbed her bag and headed toward elevator with Paul.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;</content><link href="http://sillydumbheart.blogspot.com/feeds/1829023250868013764/comments/default" rel="replies" title="Post Comments" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/5204159524077478464/1829023250868013764?isPopup=true" rel="replies" title="0 Comments" type="text/html"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5204159524077478464/posts/default/1829023250868013764" rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5204159524077478464/posts/default/1829023250868013764" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://sillydumbheart.blogspot.com/2011/12/chapter-3-silly-dumb-heart.html" rel="alternate" title="Chapter 3 : Silly Dumb Heart" type="text/html"/><author><name>Elvirah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14439173003760924263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image height="32" rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" src="//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjW612GA31qSToraiEwDJZKP0xXFALK6D7-OEEOHqQEEumazUJwp9QCQNqhtrleKjvVACsfzPkDSIExDvYbqoIF0z2uKrNBcRyfwu0oOnQF0_ufoq0Y2gIhOkN2Zj8tlhE/s220/35+%282%29.jpg" width="32"/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMj5kAw4TP4So9Q26j9b_Z0jns-z-4foR1D4IvCfzNBzMyvXbruMqJ0UpTniEYQ7r3IfFBY8_jgVr46IdqG96zgPTrM_hyphenhyphenkU9WPWrprUn-2O0Iklqs9TzkLQKauZGzciMaZ_LSJYGahc3w/s72-c/Escalators.png" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5204159524077478464.post-2788389623653349622</id><published>2011-12-07T09:52:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-07T10:30:18.311-08:00</updated><title type="text">Chapter 2 : Silly Dumb Heart</title><content type="html">&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;
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&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: x-large;"&gt;Farewell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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the day arrived when Susan had to leave for UK, to make her dreams come true.
All the family members were excited and at the same time bit worried about
Susan, as she’d never been on a plane before and she was going alone. However,
Susan looked calm and restful about everything that was happening. She was
instead very anxious to get on the plane and wondered how it looks like when it
is in the air. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;
&lt;span style="color: #191c1e; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;“Susan…Be
careful dear and take care of yourself very well.” Susan’s mom almost broke out
in tears. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;
&lt;span style="color: #191c1e; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;"Mom,
just don’t worry about me…I am going to be alright.” Susan urged and gave a
tight hug to her mom. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;
&lt;span style="color: #191c1e; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;"Don’t
forget to call us when you arrive at the place.” Her dad yelled. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;
&lt;span style="color: #191c1e; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;"Sure
dad, will call you.” &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;
&lt;span style="color: #191c1e; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;She
bid farewell to everyone and, quickly walked to the checking and clearance.
After that she headed toward the plane. When she finally got on the plane, she
glanced around once to believe her eyes that she actually was on board. It was
not too late before she realized that plane journey was quite boring, but she
kept her spirits up. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: #191c1e; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #191c1e; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;When
arrived at the destination she was escorted by her colleague, Paul, to the
hotel, who already reached there a day before. Once she made it to the hotel,
she called up her family to tell that she arrived&amp;nbsp;there safely. Then she
freshened up and had dinner that Paul got her. She soon made her bed as she was
completely exhausted because of the tiresome plane journey. While she was in
her bed, she wished if she could get a day off the next day. As it was not
possible, she gave up on the idea and slowly sank into a deep sleep. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: #191c1e; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;</content><link href="http://sillydumbheart.blogspot.com/feeds/2788389623653349622/comments/default" rel="replies" title="Post Comments" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/5204159524077478464/2788389623653349622?isPopup=true" rel="replies" title="0 Comments" type="text/html"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5204159524077478464/posts/default/2788389623653349622" rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5204159524077478464/posts/default/2788389623653349622" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://sillydumbheart.blogspot.com/2011/12/chapter-2-silly-dumb-heart.html" rel="alternate" title="Chapter 2 : Silly Dumb Heart" type="text/html"/><author><name>Elvirah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14439173003760924263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image height="32" rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" src="//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjW612GA31qSToraiEwDJZKP0xXFALK6D7-OEEOHqQEEumazUJwp9QCQNqhtrleKjvVACsfzPkDSIExDvYbqoIF0z2uKrNBcRyfwu0oOnQF0_ufoq0Y2gIhOkN2Zj8tlhE/s220/35+%282%29.jpg" width="32"/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifpWl4F41meGrOLkovsgU46iUE7sE2f130wFu7xsQZ_qpOobwm3W2w2CvY8vwfqIkrDeJGf2vVUlw5l-a-1FFs0S0ZpcEehe3136TT_pmA959i4vjDTaXthj6Jw7OAtfP6NdnLnJ0RAuJM/s72-c/London+Airport.png" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5204159524077478464.post-3930557323559538456</id><published>2011-12-04T04:17:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-07T09:51:54.276-08:00</updated><title type="text">Chapter 1 : Silly Dumb Heart</title><content type="html">&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Phone Call&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjclJOAuVr_USW_hHMo7T1ySUgjKSj4lGXgusGHAzn_TUQQtcipN0yAEQfSVDHRz45VepWU1xOv4p5dLZCp6e-yvE7KLMakBzV6kBTjUiif3NsFpyvqOmwfXIHIzhV8If_y2VhOsDhjveRb/s1600/Stars+and+Moonlight.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjclJOAuVr_USW_hHMo7T1ySUgjKSj4lGXgusGHAzn_TUQQtcipN0yAEQfSVDHRz45VepWU1xOv4p5dLZCp6e-yvE7KLMakBzV6kBTjUiif3NsFpyvqOmwfXIHIzhV8If_y2VhOsDhjveRb/s320/Stars+and+Moonlight.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It
wasn't just another usual night. The streets were deadly dark and horrifying,
and, one could barely see anything in such dark. The sky was so beautiful with
full moon light and, the stars were in alignment, twinkling bright. The dazzling
bright sky seemed to be dominating the horrific dark, somehow.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: #660000; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: EN-US;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Susan was walking in the
dark confused on how to find some light. She fumbled in the dark looking for a
lighter and candle. When found she lit the candle and sat down musing; Susan
seemed to be anxiously waiting&amp;nbsp;for something. While she still pondered, her
eyes flickered on a piece of news that said "Four hour power outage
tonight in the city”. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;As she was going
through the news, she heard the phone ring and, at once ran to get the call
before anyone does.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;“Hello…”
Susan answered. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: #660000; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;

&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;“Hello,
Can I speak to Susan please?” The caller asked. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: #660000; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;

&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;“Yes,
this is Susan speaking." Her voice was careful. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;

&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;“Hi
Susan, Ronald here…How are you?” &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: #660000; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;

&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;“Hi
Ronald…I am fine, thanks.” Susan sounded nervous. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;

&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;“It’s
regarding the interview you had with us today morning. Just wanted to tell you
that you've been selected for the position and, we expect you to be at our
office tomorrow 10:00 am to collect the letter of appointment. Also, we can
have a final discussion. " &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: #660000; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;

&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;“Thanks
so much, Ronald” She said enthusiastically. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;

&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;Susan
jumped up in joy and excitement. It looked like she wanted to hear that news so
badly and, her countenance completely changed in a moment. All the family
gathered together and congratulated Susan. Her family members were so happy for
her new achievement. They were proud of their daughter, as Susan was going to
travel overseas soon after her induction and training program and, she was the
first in the family to make it happen. Within a week, she was done with the
initial training and stuff and, was all set to fly to London. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link href="http://sillydumbheart.blogspot.com/feeds/3930557323559538456/comments/default" rel="replies" title="Post Comments" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/5204159524077478464/3930557323559538456?isPopup=true" rel="replies" title="2 Comments" type="text/html"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5204159524077478464/posts/default/3930557323559538456" rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5204159524077478464/posts/default/3930557323559538456" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://sillydumbheart.blogspot.com/2011/12/chapter-1-silly-dumb-heart.html" rel="alternate" title="Chapter 1 : Silly Dumb Heart" type="text/html"/><author><name>Elvirah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14439173003760924263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image height="32" rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" src="//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjW612GA31qSToraiEwDJZKP0xXFALK6D7-OEEOHqQEEumazUJwp9QCQNqhtrleKjvVACsfzPkDSIExDvYbqoIF0z2uKrNBcRyfwu0oOnQF0_ufoq0Y2gIhOkN2Zj8tlhE/s220/35+%282%29.jpg" width="32"/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjclJOAuVr_USW_hHMo7T1ySUgjKSj4lGXgusGHAzn_TUQQtcipN0yAEQfSVDHRz45VepWU1xOv4p5dLZCp6e-yvE7KLMakBzV6kBTjUiif3NsFpyvqOmwfXIHIzhV8If_y2VhOsDhjveRb/s72-c/Stars+and+Moonlight.png" width="72"/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>