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I process each information and then deliver it to you with high quality.</subtitle><link rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://babousrini.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://babousrini.blogspot.com/" /><link rel="next" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15581653/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false&amp;v=2" /><author><name>Babou</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><generator version="7.00" uri="http://www.blogger.com">Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>301</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/WelcomeToBabousWonderWorld" /><feedburner:info uri="welcometobabouswonderworld" /><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/" /><feedburner:emailServiceId>WelcomeToBabousWonderWorld</feedburner:emailServiceId><feedburner:feedburnerHostname>http://feedburner.google.com</feedburner:feedburnerHostname><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUMFQXs7eip7ImA9WhRUFE8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15581653.post-1405104026462181080</id><published>2012-01-24T23:20:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2012-01-24T23:20:10.502+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-01-24T23:20:10.502+05:30</app:edited><title>No one can hurt us without our consent - Real life story from Abraham Lincoln's life</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://babousrini.blogspot.com/feeds/1405104026462181080/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://babousrini.blogspot.com/2012/01/no-one-can-hurt-us-without-our-consent.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15581653/posts/default/1405104026462181080?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15581653/posts/default/1405104026462181080?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/WelcomeToBabousWonderWorld/~3/-dEWIZzWZaA/no-one-can-hurt-us-without-our-consent.html" title="No one can hurt us without our consent - Real life story from Abraham Lincoln's life" /><author><name>Babou</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><content type="html">
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/J1UXt4scbOv3EQZCu94pcpc0gpw/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/J1UXt4scbOv3EQZCu94pcpc0gpw/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/J1UXt4scbOv3EQZCu94pcpc0gpw/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/J1UXt4scbOv3EQZCu94pcpc0gpw/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;On the first day, as President Abraham Lincoln entered to give his inaugural address, just in the middle, one man stood up. He was a rich aristocrat. He said, “Mr. Lincoln, you should not forget that your father used to make shoes for my family.” And the whole Senate laughed; they thought they had made a fool of Abraham Lincoln.

But Lincoln --- and that type of people are made of a totally &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/WelcomeToBabousWonderWorld/~4/-dEWIZzWZaA" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://babousrini.blogspot.com/2012/01/no-one-can-hurt-us-without-our-consent.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEcCSXo-eip7ImA9WhRRFEw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15581653.post-40322017205364989</id><published>2011-11-27T23:17:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-11-27T23:17:48.452+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-11-27T23:17:48.452+05:30</app:edited><title>Perspective of view...</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://babousrini.blogspot.com/feeds/40322017205364989/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://babousrini.blogspot.com/2011/11/perspective-of-view.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15581653/posts/default/40322017205364989?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15581653/posts/default/40322017205364989?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/WelcomeToBabousWonderWorld/~3/dlKDV-OXCWU/perspective-of-view.html" title="Perspective of view..." /><author><name>Babou</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qlg_VDl5bcs/TtJ3w0wO3RI/AAAAAAAAAYI/EkDj7Uzul34/s72-c/eeofpp-21.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><content type="html">
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/_Bak0CYnDS6KBcWy-sXbwYPGST4/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/_Bak0CYnDS6KBcWy-sXbwYPGST4/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/_Bak0CYnDS6KBcWy-sXbwYPGST4/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/_Bak0CYnDS6KBcWy-sXbwYPGST4/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;I visited  Bangalore book festival today. It is the last day. I spent 3.5 hours.  So many books.. really liked the collections.. I expected at least 50%  of total capacity.. but I saw below average crowd overall (As I was a  regular visitor of Chennai Book Festival so I am comparing against  that).. This may be because of digital media increase or reduction in  book readers or most of them &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/WelcomeToBabousWonderWorld/~4/DgOYTDD6TXg" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://babousrini.blogspot.com/2011/11/bangalore-book-festival-visit.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkEASHo_eSp7ImA9WhRSF0Q.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15581653.post-7900770565179485054</id><published>2011-11-20T17:34:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-11-20T17:34:09.441+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-11-20T17:34:09.441+05:30</app:edited><title>சரித்திர கதைகள்… தத்தளிக்கும் படங்கள்</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://babousrini.blogspot.com/feeds/7900770565179485054/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://babousrini.blogspot.com/2011/11/blog-post.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15581653/posts/default/7900770565179485054?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15581653/posts/default/7900770565179485054?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/WelcomeToBabousWonderWorld/~3/3qtDRdzyyEY/blog-post.html" title="சரித்திர கதைகள்… தத்தளிக்கும் படங்கள்" /><author><name>Babou</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><content type="html">
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-- Thanks to Dinamalar&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/WelcomeToBabousWonderWorld/~4/VPlcuPdKRL0" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://babousrini.blogspot.com/2011/10/blog-post.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0cMQXozeip7ImA9WhdRF04.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15581653.post-7213775906250468088</id><published>2011-08-07T22:00:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2011-08-07T22:08:00.482+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-08-07T22:08:00.482+05:30</app:edited><title>Some dreams</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://babousrini.blogspot.com/feeds/7213775906250468088/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://babousrini.blogspot.com/2011/08/some-dreams.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15581653/posts/default/7213775906250468088?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15581653/posts/default/7213775906250468088?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/WelcomeToBabousWonderWorld/~3/jo4tCsOE2UU/some-dreams.html" title="Some dreams" /><author><name>Babou</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JGXLYSkLbso/Tj69dWiAdJI/AAAAAAAAAXc/8pFsiJmchrk/s72-c/Some%2BDreams.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><content type="html">
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&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/WelcomeToBabousWonderWorld/~4/jo4tCsOE2UU" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://babousrini.blogspot.com/2011/08/some-dreams.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEMMQX09eyp7ImA9WhZaEUk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15581653.post-3510255527806228492</id><published>2011-06-27T09:18:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-06-27T09:18:00.363+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-06-27T09:18:00.363+05:30</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="tamil" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="General" /><title>பழமொழிகளும், விளக்கங்களும்! - பாகம் 3</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://babousrini.blogspot.com/feeds/3510255527806228492/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://babousrini.blogspot.com/2011/06/3.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15581653/posts/default/3510255527806228492?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15581653/posts/default/3510255527806228492?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/WelcomeToBabousWonderWorld/~3/TFY9FujelEA/3.html" title="பழமொழிகளும், விளக்கங்களும்! - பாகம் 3" /><author><name>Babou</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><content type="html">
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/_zzUj6CWvQ_Lmrg243n15IijdMI/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/_zzUj6CWvQ_Lmrg243n15IijdMI/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/_zzUj6CWvQ_Lmrg243n15IijdMI/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/_zzUj6CWvQ_Lmrg243n15IijdMI/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;ஆறிலும் சாவு; நூறிலும் சாவு  மகாபாரதத்தில் கர்ணன் ஐந்து பாண்டவர்களோடு ஆறாவதாகப் பிறந்திருந்தாலும் அவனுக்கு சாவு தான்; நூறு கௌரவர்களோடு இருந்திருந்தாலும் கர்ணனுக்கு சாவு தான்; எனவே சாவு என்பது நாம் நிச்சயிக்க முடியாத ஒன்று. விதிப்படியே நடக்கும். இதைத் தான் ஆறிலும் சாவு, நூறிலும் சாவு என்று முன்னோர்கள் கூறுகிறார்கள்.   கல்லானாலும் கணவன்; புல்லானாலும் புருஷன்  இந்தப் பழமொழியைப் படிக்கும் போது ஒரு &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/WelcomeToBabousWonderWorld/~4/TFY9FujelEA" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://babousrini.blogspot.com/2011/06/3.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUEGQXo_eSp7ImA9WhZbGUo.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15581653.post-238151286388159835</id><published>2011-06-25T09:17:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-06-25T09:17:00.441+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-06-25T09:17:00.441+05:30</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="tamil" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="General" /><title>பழமொழிகளும், விளக்கங்களும்! - பாகம் 2</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://babousrini.blogspot.com/feeds/238151286388159835/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://babousrini.blogspot.com/2011/06/2.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15581653/posts/default/238151286388159835?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15581653/posts/default/238151286388159835?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/WelcomeToBabousWonderWorld/~3/tiY9iodaBN0/2.html" title="பழமொழிகளும், விளக்கங்களும்! - பாகம் 2" /><author><name>Babou</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><content type="html">
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/B-RKwe5umUq5UbNsRCMwt7MIaSw/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/B-RKwe5umUq5UbNsRCMwt7MIaSw/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/B-RKwe5umUq5UbNsRCMwt7MIaSw/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/B-RKwe5umUq5UbNsRCMwt7MIaSw/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;குருவிக்குத் தக்கன ராமேஸ்வரம்  நம்முடைய தகுதிக்கும், வசதிக்கும் தகுந்தது தான் கிடைக்கும் என்ற அர்த்தத்தில் இந்த பழமொழி உபயோகப்படுத்தப்படுகிறது. அதென்ன குருவிக்கு தக்கன ராமேஸ்வரம், குருவிக்கும் ராமேஸ்வரத்துக்கும் என்ன சம்பந்தம். குறி வைக்கத் தப்பாது ராமசரம் என்பதே உண்மையான பழமொழி. ராமனின் அம்பு (ராமசரம்) குறி வைத்துவிட்டால் தப்பாது இலக்கை அடையும் என்பதே இதன் அர்த்தம். இதுவே நாளடைவில் &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/WelcomeToBabousWonderWorld/~4/tiY9iodaBN0" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://babousrini.blogspot.com/2011/06/2.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkAFQHg6cCp7ImA9WhZbGE0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15581653.post-6021686041645590901</id><published>2011-06-23T09:15:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2011-06-23T09:15:11.618+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-06-23T09:15:11.618+05:30</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="tamil" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="General" /><title>பழமொழிகளும், விளக்கங்களும்! - பாகம் 1</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://babousrini.blogspot.com/feeds/6021686041645590901/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://babousrini.blogspot.com/2011/06/1.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15581653/posts/default/6021686041645590901?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15581653/posts/default/6021686041645590901?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/WelcomeToBabousWonderWorld/~3/O6tdKwaDB9Y/1.html" title="பழமொழிகளும், விளக்கங்களும்! - பாகம் 1" /><author><name>Babou</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><content type="html">
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/3d64LROawgwxZvNAgGh_hVxFo-k/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/3d64LROawgwxZvNAgGh_hVxFo-k/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/3d64LROawgwxZvNAgGh_hVxFo-k/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/3d64LROawgwxZvNAgGh_hVxFo-k/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;சட்டியில் இருந்தால் அகப்பையில் வரும்  இந்தப் பழமொழியின் உண்மையான விளக்கத்தை வாரியார் அவர்கள், குழந்தை பாக்கியம் இல்லாதவர்கள் கந்தர் சஷ்டியில் விரதம் இருந்தால் கருப்பையில் குழந்தை உருவாகும் என்று கூறுகிறார்.   பெண் புத்தி பின் புத்தி  நெற்றிக்கண் எனும் ஞானக்கண், முதன்முதலில் பார்வதிதேவிக்குத்தான் இருந்ததாகப் புராணங்கள் கூறுகின்றன. பார்வதிதேவி சிவபெருமானுடன் சேர்ந்தபோது, தன் ஞானம் எனும் மூன்றாம் &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/WelcomeToBabousWonderWorld/~4/O6tdKwaDB9Y" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://babousrini.blogspot.com/2011/06/1.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0cEQH8_eip7ImA9WhZUFEo.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15581653.post-566870781472371600</id><published>2011-06-08T01:00:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-06-08T01:00:01.142+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-06-08T01:00:01.142+05:30</app:edited><title>Exceed Expectations...</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://babousrini.blogspot.com/feeds/566870781472371600/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://babousrini.blogspot.com/2011/06/exceed-expectations.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15581653/posts/default/566870781472371600?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15581653/posts/default/566870781472371600?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/WelcomeToBabousWonderWorld/~3/Zp6DYFzjpO0/exceed-expectations.html" title="Exceed Expectations..." /><author><name>Babou</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><content type="html">
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/ofqre0rqnJZJN-q6_6dpU4cAH2E/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/ofqre0rqnJZJN-q6_6dpU4cAH2E/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/ofqre0rqnJZJN-q6_6dpU4cAH2E/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/ofqre0rqnJZJN-q6_6dpU4cAH2E/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Meeting expectations is just doing what's expected.  It's really just our obligation to others.  Unfortunately, in some environments, it's so rare for anyone to meet expectations that doing so is perceived as something special... as if doing the right thing deserved an award and a celebration.   Avoid that kind of thinking. Dismiss mediocrity.  Meeting expectations and doing the right thing are &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/WelcomeToBabousWonderWorld/~4/Zp6DYFzjpO0" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://babousrini.blogspot.com/2011/06/exceed-expectations.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0YBRHo5fip7ImA9WhZUFEw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15581653.post-1176452883349644664</id><published>2011-06-07T09:29:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2011-06-07T09:29:15.426+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-06-07T09:29:15.426+05:30</app:edited><title>Danger Lurks by Dr. Noelle C. Nelson</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://babousrini.blogspot.com/feeds/1176452883349644664/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://babousrini.blogspot.com/2011/06/danger-lurks-by-dr-noelle-c-nelson.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15581653/posts/default/1176452883349644664?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15581653/posts/default/1176452883349644664?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/WelcomeToBabousWonderWorld/~3/JsMKFkXJ1Js/danger-lurks-by-dr-noelle-c-nelson.html" title="Danger Lurks by Dr. Noelle C. Nelson" /><author><name>Babou</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><content type="html">
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/tvRfmlLCbBoEduSezLGxBrh8ytQ/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/tvRfmlLCbBoEduSezLGxBrh8ytQ/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/tvRfmlLCbBoEduSezLGxBrh8ytQ/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/tvRfmlLCbBoEduSezLGxBrh8ytQ/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;You watch the evening news, thinking, "How could things have gotten this bad?" The world seems to be going to hell in a hand basket. Another drive-by shooting, right on the heels of a bank robbery, and a woman ***ed in a mall parking lot in broad daylight. You shudder and flip to your favorite talk show—only to watch as the host asks, "How safe are you really?" and, "If you're the victim of a &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/WelcomeToBabousWonderWorld/~4/JsMKFkXJ1Js" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://babousrini.blogspot.com/2011/06/danger-lurks-by-dr-noelle-c-nelson.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0MMQHc9cSp7ImA9WhZUEkU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15581653.post-8357248455344219013</id><published>2011-06-05T21:28:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2011-06-05T21:28:01.969+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-06-05T21:28:01.969+05:30</app:edited><title>Story Telling.. Is it an Art?</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://babousrini.blogspot.com/feeds/8357248455344219013/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://babousrini.blogspot.com/2011/06/story-telling-is-it-art.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15581653/posts/default/8357248455344219013?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15581653/posts/default/8357248455344219013?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/WelcomeToBabousWonderWorld/~3/NMzNbVmQWdA/story-telling-is-it-art.html" title="Story Telling.. Is it an Art?" /><author><name>Babou</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><content type="html">
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/DZO6YLzkYX2GoA3sE0R909aecPw/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/DZO6YLzkYX2GoA3sE0R909aecPw/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/DZO6YLzkYX2GoA3sE0R909aecPw/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/DZO6YLzkYX2GoA3sE0R909aecPw/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Every time when my friend comes to me, he tells attractive stories. Sometimes I used to call him to hear some stories. All incidents in his stories are taken from real life but with added spices which liked by individuals. He changes the same story depends on different people or the crowd while adding those spices. I usually wonder from where he learnt this wonderful skill of story telling. &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/WelcomeToBabousWonderWorld/~4/NMzNbVmQWdA" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://babousrini.blogspot.com/2011/06/story-telling-is-it-art.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUMCQXsyfSp7ImA9WhZVF08.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15581653.post-7181487317260477466</id><published>2011-05-30T09:21:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-05-30T09:21:00.595+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-05-30T09:21:00.595+05:30</app:edited><title>Three Questions for High Productivity</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://babousrini.blogspot.com/feeds/7181487317260477466/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://babousrini.blogspot.com/2011/05/three-questions-for-high-productivity.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15581653/posts/default/7181487317260477466?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15581653/posts/default/7181487317260477466?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/WelcomeToBabousWonderWorld/~3/MpA_JUXrxOA/three-questions-for-high-productivity.html" title="Three Questions for High Productivity" /><author><name>Babou</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><content type="html">
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/qDj31aVuYZz-WL9E8mNXrygcJFw/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/qDj31aVuYZz-WL9E8mNXrygcJFw/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/qDj31aVuYZz-WL9E8mNXrygcJFw/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/qDj31aVuYZz-WL9E8mNXrygcJFw/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Work for work's sake. There are some who are really the salt of the earth in every country and who work for work's sake, who do not care for name, or fame, or even to go to heaven. They work just because good will come of it. There are others who do good to the poor and help mankind from still higher motives, because they believe in doing good and love good. The motive for name and fame seldom &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/WelcomeToBabousWonderWorld/~4/CWlJIeHQzgE" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://babousrini.blogspot.com/2011/05/work-for-works-sake.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;Ck4FQn49cCp7ImA9WhZVEkw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15581653.post-5509075972128192905</id><published>2011-05-24T09:51:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-05-24T09:51:53.068+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-05-24T09:51:53.068+05:30</app:edited><title>Just before communicating ANYTHING.. Read this..</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://babousrini.blogspot.com/feeds/5509075972128192905/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://babousrini.blogspot.com/2011/05/just-before-communicating-anything-read.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15581653/posts/default/5509075972128192905?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15581653/posts/default/5509075972128192905?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/WelcomeToBabousWonderWorld/~3/aZadfDtOJV0/just-before-communicating-anything-read.html" title="Just before communicating ANYTHING.. Read this.." /><author><name>Babou</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><content type="html">
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/MDxRYJMzJZW7P5UoC_PxCyxHoIs/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/MDxRYJMzJZW7P5UoC_PxCyxHoIs/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/MDxRYJMzJZW7P5UoC_PxCyxHoIs/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/MDxRYJMzJZW7P5UoC_PxCyxHoIs/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Note: I don't have a valid information whether it happened really in Scorates life or just for reference story teller used his name. Leave the names, but the inner meaning of conversation is excellent &amp;amp; very true.
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One day an acquaintance met the great philosopher Socrates and said, “Do  you know what I just heard about your friend?”

“&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/WelcomeToBabousWonderWorld/~4/aZadfDtOJV0" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://babousrini.blogspot.com/2011/05/just-before-communicating-anything-read.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUcCRHo8eCp7ImA9WhZVEEU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15581653.post-1365793279230100907</id><published>2011-05-22T22:21:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-05-22T22:21:05.470+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-05-22T22:21:05.470+05:30</app:edited><title>Pirates of the Caribbean: On Stranger Tides</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://babousrini.blogspot.com/feeds/1365793279230100907/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://babousrini.blogspot.com/2011/05/pirates-of-caribbean-on-stranger-tides.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15581653/posts/default/1365793279230100907?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15581653/posts/default/1365793279230100907?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/WelcomeToBabousWonderWorld/~3/nGWFHtJ4Vbo/pirates-of-caribbean-on-stranger-tides.html" title="Pirates of the Caribbean: On Stranger Tides" /><author><name>Babou</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GWK0-lmRGE8/Tdk9-ZB6DVI/AAAAAAAAAXU/K7vJXxGcFFE/s72-c/pirates-of-the-caribbean-on-stranger-tides-movie-poster-1.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><content type="html">
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/9VJummjus01NxCMgD8aK8KLhBMI/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/9VJummjus01NxCMgD8aK8KLhBMI/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;On Friday, I saw "Pirates of the Caribbean: On Stranger Tides" in 3D effects. As usual Johny Depp tried his level best to give a great adventorous - action movie, but it didn't deliver top notch hit due to lack of main storyline.
In one line : It didn't live upto my expectations. Consoling by seeing earlier parts &amp;amp; eagerly waiting for better next part.&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/WelcomeToBabousWonderWorld/~4/nGWFHtJ4Vbo" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://babousrini.blogspot.com/2011/05/pirates-of-caribbean-on-stranger-tides.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A08EQXY4eSp7ImA9WhZWGUw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15581653.post-271823626923599605</id><published>2011-05-21T01:00:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2011-05-21T01:00:00.831+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-05-21T01:00:00.831+05:30</app:edited><title>TED Talk that I liked - Eli Pariser: Beware online "filter bubbles"</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://babousrini.blogspot.com/feeds/271823626923599605/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://babousrini.blogspot.com/2011/05/ted-talk-that-i-liked-eli-pariser.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15581653/posts/default/271823626923599605?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15581653/posts/default/271823626923599605?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/WelcomeToBabousWonderWorld/~3/nwgkcfu3xJI/ted-talk-that-i-liked-eli-pariser.html" title="TED Talk that I liked - Eli Pariser: Beware online &quot;filter bubbles&quot;" /><author><name>Babou</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><content type="html">
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/FCWtcef_FjKtF-UxJpw45dghy9Y/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/FCWtcef_FjKtF-UxJpw45dghy9Y/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;This video gives user how Internet is hijacked by many top tier companies. Very well explained in simple language.

Eli Pariser: Beware online "filter bubbles"

TED Talks As web companies strive to tailor their services (including news and search results) to our personal tastes, there's a dangerous unintended consequence: We get trapped in a "filter bubble" and don't get exposed to information &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/WelcomeToBabousWonderWorld/~4/nwgkcfu3xJI" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://babousrini.blogspot.com/2011/05/ted-talk-that-i-liked-eli-pariser.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUMEQXc9eyp7ImA9WhZWGE4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15581653.post-5426190655832953057</id><published>2011-05-20T01:00:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-05-20T01:00:00.963+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-05-20T01:00:00.963+05:30</app:edited><title>6 Heart-Healthy Oils for Runners at Runner's World</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://babousrini.blogspot.com/feeds/5426190655832953057/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://babousrini.blogspot.com/2011/05/6-heart-healthy-oils-for-runners-at.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15581653/posts/default/5426190655832953057?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15581653/posts/default/5426190655832953057?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/WelcomeToBabousWonderWorld/~3/0YQBFiMCr6k/6-heart-healthy-oils-for-runners-at.html" title="6 Heart-Healthy Oils for Runners at Runner's World" /><author><name>Babou</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><content type="html">
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/tmCueM4c-9QJd65hzEfHF5Y_XDM/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/tmCueM4c-9QJd65hzEfHF5Y_XDM/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;If you stir-fry vegetables in canola oil and drizzle extra-virgin olive oil over salads, you're already loading up on healthy fats and antioxidants. "But just as runners experiment with different  sports-nutrition products to optimize performance, we should experiment  with different oils to optimize health and make food fun," says sports  dietitian Dina Griffin, R.D. She explains eating a &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/WelcomeToBabousWonderWorld/~4/0YQBFiMCr6k" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://babousrini.blogspot.com/2011/05/6-heart-healthy-oils-for-runners-at.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEYHQXwzeip7ImA9WhZVEEU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15581653.post-7187231771027398064</id><published>2011-05-19T01:08:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2011-05-22T22:05:30.282+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-05-22T22:05:30.282+05:30</app:edited><title>How People around You can Affect Your Dreams</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://babousrini.blogspot.com/feeds/7187231771027398064/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://babousrini.blogspot.com/2011/05/how-people-around-you-can-affect-your.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15581653/posts/default/7187231771027398064?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15581653/posts/default/7187231771027398064?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/WelcomeToBabousWonderWorld/~3/PnqCHMzwqEE/how-people-around-you-can-affect-your.html" title="How People around You can Affect Your Dreams" /><author><name>Babou</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><content type="html">
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/bFCYf7-RWWqrC3qp7PsMhJ8Zn2k/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/bFCYf7-RWWqrC3qp7PsMhJ8Zn2k/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     


It’s quite evident that life is not a destination but rather a journey.  You just have to keep moving no matter what. You just have to keep  moving until the very end. Your dream is your purpose for living but at  times when a journey seems to lead to no where – when efforts seem to be  of no use, you tend to loosen up. You need external factors. People to people  influence can be of &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/WelcomeToBabousWonderWorld/~4/PnqCHMzwqEE" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://babousrini.blogspot.com/2011/05/how-people-around-you-can-affect-your.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DE4BRn49cCp7ImA9WhZWF08.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15581653.post-1089532019362224925</id><published>2011-05-18T19:25:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2011-05-18T19:25:57.068+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-05-18T19:25:57.068+05:30</app:edited><title>Don't pretend.. Be the change..</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://babousrini.blogspot.com/feeds/1089532019362224925/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://babousrini.blogspot.com/2011/05/dont-pretend-be-change.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15581653/posts/default/1089532019362224925?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15581653/posts/default/1089532019362224925?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/WelcomeToBabousWonderWorld/~3/Bozem_HEDDI/dont-pretend-be-change.html" title="Don't pretend.. Be the change.." /><author><name>Babou</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><content type="html">
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Two young women,  daughters of a friend of mine, came to me tearfully, complaining about  their father's harshness and lack of understanding. They were afraid to  open up with their parents for fear of the consequences. And yet they  desperately needed their parents' love, understanding, and guidance.

I  talked with the father and found that he was intellectually aware of  what was happening. &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/WelcomeToBabousWonderWorld/~4/Bozem_HEDDI" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://babousrini.blogspot.com/2011/05/dont-pretend-be-change.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUYDRHc_fip7ImA9WhZWF08.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15581653.post-1366569485487708211</id><published>2011-05-18T01:00:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2011-05-18T19:29:35.946+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-05-18T19:29:35.946+05:30</app:edited><title>Beware Of The Greatest Theif Of All Time - Your Doubt</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://babousrini.blogspot.com/feeds/1366569485487708211/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://babousrini.blogspot.com/2011/05/beware-of-greatest-theif-of-all-time.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15581653/posts/default/1366569485487708211?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15581653/posts/default/1366569485487708211?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/WelcomeToBabousWonderWorld/~3/UZYqqaXZ-Cg/beware-of-greatest-theif-of-all-time.html" title="Beware Of The Greatest Theif Of All Time - Your Doubt" /><author><name>Babou</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><content type="html">
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/v_ag-9ECqnc0HLLp2sjX30K5E2k/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/v_ag-9ECqnc0HLLp2sjX30K5E2k/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/v_ag-9ECqnc0HLLp2sjX30K5E2k/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/v_ag-9ECqnc0HLLp2sjX30K5E2k/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Is there anything worse than doubt? Doubt destroys good ideas, action,  endurance, persistence, even hard work. Doubt – the cause of mediocrity;  the fall of man, the cause of buried ideas, the child of negative  thoughts, the brother of fear, and the friend of failure. Shakespeare  once said, “Our doubts are traitors and make us lose the good we oft  might win, by fearing to attempt.”

We doubt &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/WelcomeToBabousWonderWorld/~4/UZYqqaXZ-Cg" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://babousrini.blogspot.com/2011/05/beware-of-greatest-theif-of-all-time.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUAARnk6eip7ImA9WhZWFU8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15581653.post-2902592519889666375</id><published>2011-05-17T12:03:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-05-16T12:05:47.712+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-05-16T12:05:47.712+05:30</app:edited><title>Ant Story - About Rise and Fall of Organizations</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://babousrini.blogspot.com/feeds/2902592519889666375/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://babousrini.blogspot.com/2011/05/ant-story-about-rise-and-fall-of.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15581653/posts/default/2902592519889666375?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15581653/posts/default/2902592519889666375?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/WelcomeToBabousWonderWorld/~3/9W_nBXNrT7Q/ant-story-about-rise-and-fall-of.html" title="Ant Story - About Rise and Fall of Organizations" /><author><name>Babou</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><content type="html">
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&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/WelcomeToBabousWonderWorld/~4/9W_nBXNrT7Q" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://babousrini.blogspot.com/2011/05/ant-story-about-rise-and-fall-of.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkUEQXc4cSp7ImA9WhZWFUo.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15581653.post-5746005230038531016</id><published>2011-05-17T01:00:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2011-05-17T01:00:00.939+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-05-17T01:00:00.939+05:30</app:edited><title>The clock is running!! Make the most of today</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://babousrini.blogspot.com/feeds/5746005230038531016/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://babousrini.blogspot.com/2011/05/clock-is-running-make-most-of-today.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15581653/posts/default/5746005230038531016?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15581653/posts/default/5746005230038531016?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/WelcomeToBabousWonderWorld/~3/-be72HQXjVE/clock-is-running-make-most-of-today.html" title="The clock is running!! Make the most of today" /><author><name>Babou</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><content type="html">
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/gCdOxpRgFOf9xUYlAdYxyheguaM/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/gCdOxpRgFOf9xUYlAdYxyheguaM/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/gCdOxpRgFOf9xUYlAdYxyheguaM/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/gCdOxpRgFOf9xUYlAdYxyheguaM/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;These are age old statements about TIME, but still they are valid till end of the world.

Imagine there is a bank account that credits your account each morning with $86,400. It carries over no balance from day to day.
Every evening the bank deletes whatever part of the balance you failed to use during the day.
What would you do? Draw out every cent, of course!
Each of us has such a bank. It’s &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/WelcomeToBabousWonderWorld/~4/-be72HQXjVE" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://babousrini.blogspot.com/2011/05/clock-is-running-make-most-of-today.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0YBRng7fCp7ImA9WhZWFU8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15581653.post-5890188796064567924</id><published>2011-05-16T11:22:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2011-05-16T11:22:37.604+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-05-16T11:22:37.604+05:30</app:edited><title>Thirukkural which I liked</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://babousrini.blogspot.com/feeds/5890188796064567924/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://babousrini.blogspot.com/2011/05/thirukkural-which-i-liked.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15581653/posts/default/5890188796064567924?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15581653/posts/default/5890188796064567924?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/WelcomeToBabousWonderWorld/~3/vi2t732hfbk/thirukkural-which-i-liked.html" title="Thirukkural which I liked" /><author><name>Babou</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_DdCdnyGSTho/Tc0ApfOhZiI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/bw0S_CNRwgM/s72-c/image%5B2%5D.png" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><content type="html">
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/TpA99N24BWKqDKnL4PPMKuHHMv8/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/TpA99N24BWKqDKnL4PPMKuHHMv8/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    Despise not men of modest bearing; Look not at form, but what men are:      For some there live, high functions sharing, Like linch-pin of the mighty car!      Mighty in word, of unforgetful mind, of fearless speech,      'Tis hard for hostile power such man to overreach.    With rising flood the rising lotus flower its stem unwinds;      The dignity of men is measured by their minds.    --- &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/WelcomeToBabousWonderWorld/~4/vi2t732hfbk" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://babousrini.blogspot.com/2011/05/thirukkural-which-i-liked.html</feedburner:origLink></entry></feed>

