<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><rss xmlns:atom='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' version='2.0'><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-570490576090907301</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Tue, 19 Oct 2010 15:20:44 +0000</lastBuildDate><title>my life or something like it</title><description></description><link>http://2short2sweet.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (Divaa Divine)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>401</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-570490576090907301.post-5215689100967746240</guid><pubDate>Tue, 19 Oct 2010 14:29:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-10-19T19:35:46.475+05:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>confessions</category><title>Enough is Enough</title><description>i wish i could get the vigor back to write on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but it so seems it is fading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;owing to the time maybe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or maybe the pea brains that never fail to amuse me,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but in some way it is going away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i m less willing to blog and more willing to watch and laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think it will soon be time to bid farewell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall not remember you... because i wish not to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there aren't many reasons to give you,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but just one...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've had enough of you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ENOUGH!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/570490576090907301-5215689100967746240?l=2short2sweet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://2short2sweet.blogspot.com/2010/10/enough-is-enough.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Divaa Divine)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-570490576090907301.post-6024210654908412313</guid><pubDate>Mon, 11 Oct 2010 08:08:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-10-11T13:27:11.366+05:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Sunday Scribblings</category><title>Day: 6 'Essentials' to start my MONDAY</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Of all the days in the week, Monday is the most dreaded day of my entire life so far. Thank you God I am not a Monday child, I’d be mourning every single day of my life then :) yea you are wondering I am still doing the same :P but that is how you think and I don’t care how you  think. You are silly and you are stupid and what ever you do in your frame of sanity is surely far from mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;I am much too over your league or do they say way out of your league :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I haven’t been blogging like I did once. And I miss it so much. Next month I am planning to get acrylic nails done so no way can I afford a laptop again. Just wishing that dad says he’ll gift it :( but that is just a wish for now. Mom and sisters showered me with the most awaited items on my wish list and I shall be forever grateful. I still owe them their stuff. I wonder when boss will give me a gooooooooooooooooood raise. I hardly am able to save anything and that just makes me sad!! *sniff sniff!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TLLGpnC-cCI/AAAAAAAABy4/E5FZJfQaobg/s1600/tumblr_l9kzmbYtRJ1qddlojo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 270px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TLLGpnC-cCI/AAAAAAAABy4/E5FZJfQaobg/s400/tumblr_l9kzmbYtRJ1qddlojo1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526698110895419426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Back to the sniffing Monday thing. I don’t know what to call this syndrome, because it is popular with so many of us. If we go on googling, we shall come across some very neat Monday Mourning posts. I am always inspired by the views people have and Garfield too hates Mondays like me :D see how he looks below. And trust me, if it weren’t for the job I am doing, I’d be a reflection of him :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Day 6 Challenges me to list at least 10 of the essential items or doings for my Monday to make it livable. I hate to drag on any day and my mantra is for making it merry and not merciless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;So here goes the list.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TLLHtepbinI/AAAAAAAABzI/dchb3GDCfAo/s1600/tumblr_l9egtvyKeR1qajvdko1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TLLHtepbinI/AAAAAAAABzI/dchb3GDCfAo/s400/tumblr_l9egtvyKeR1qajvdko1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526699276871895666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I like to wake up 10 minutes before the usual alarm time for my week days. I know it is going to be slow and I slept late because I was on weekend a day before and was all relaxed. Even if I put my alarm on snooze I will not be too late to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TLLGo152yVI/AAAAAAAAByY/TW75RIgpkIU/s1600/tumblr_l8lcrz6Kz61qc3oouo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TLLGo152yVI/AAAAAAAAByY/TW75RIgpkIU/s400/tumblr_l8lcrz6Kz61qc3oouo1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526698097703831890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Keeping my clothes for work ironed. Usually I do the early morning pressing. But Mondays are like be ready! Be prepared. So my clothes, accessories, laundry for the other day, everything is done the night before. No pending tasks for the morning!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TLLHtLUR4TI/AAAAAAAABzA/I4q6Eq1zp50/s1600/tumblr_l8c5hldzhY1qc3oouo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TLLHtLUR4TI/AAAAAAAABzA/I4q6Eq1zp50/s400/tumblr_l8c5hldzhY1qc3oouo1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526699271682908466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Dress the best. No matter what happens, how low I feel in the morning, to dress well is the ultimate thing to do. I pick the most vibrant color and I fill myself with an air to look sexy and nice at the same time (no revealing clothes). When I dress well, I feel really well! Like today I chose to put on the best dress, a new dress actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TLLGpC6itSI/AAAAAAAAByg/0frVNFsHBpU/s1600/tumblr_l8lcy10jHF1qc3oouo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 287px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TLLGpC6itSI/AAAAAAAAByg/0frVNFsHBpU/s400/tumblr_l8lcy10jHF1qc3oouo1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526698101196371234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Having a good breakfast also puts things in place for me. I have cereal regularly. K special cereal with red berries is my pick. But on Mondays I take apple juice with my cereal. It revives me and also kills those left over weekend germs. I call it germs cuz they pester during Mondays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://fc09.deviantart.net/fs25/f/2009/247/2/2/224bede1f4131bff0033b1442fb0bd22.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 425px; height: 307px;" src="http://fc09.deviantart.net/fs25/f/2009/247/2/2/224bede1f4131bff0033b1442fb0bd22.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Having 5 glasses of water in the morning. Cleans the internal system thoroughly. After a glass of warm water I have 4 more glasses to fuel in my system for the energy required. Some say it unnecessarily bloats them but I disagree. Water is the bet refresher. Have it in the morning and see the magic it does to your energy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://fc08.deviantart.net/fs29/i/2008/069/3/5/shower_by_Subculturegraphics.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 331px; height: 533px;" src="http://fc08.deviantart.net/fs29/i/2008/069/3/5/shower_by_Subculturegraphics.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Showering for 15 minutes in warm water. Yes they say cold water wakes you up instantly, but warm water on Monday tricks my body into believing that there is still a little bit of relaxing left to do. Slowly but gradually it alerts the mind and soul both and the rest my shower gel does, which I use every day but on Mondays, it is special, just because I feel so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TLLHtxLY9uI/AAAAAAAABzY/Im2b1qO18RE/s1600/tumblr_la1x9irpIY1qdmozzo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TLLHtxLY9uI/AAAAAAAABzY/Im2b1qO18RE/s400/tumblr_la1x9irpIY1qdmozzo1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526699281846171362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Twittering Good Morning to friends worldwide also adds to goodness of Mondays. Try it. Sometimes I forget, like today and as I write this I am thinking I should just wish all a good day because then the vibes of goodness also lift the essence. I am inspired to inspire :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TLLGpIa24OI/AAAAAAAAByo/pw97Z6na1lw/s1600/tumblr_l8lcziPjSv1qc3oouo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TLLGpIa24OI/AAAAAAAAByo/pw97Z6na1lw/s400/tumblr_l8lcziPjSv1qc3oouo1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526698102674088162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Reciting the Holy Book in the morning on Monday specifically does wonders too. Surah Yaseen and Surah Rehman both are miracles of the Holy Book and if one is the heart the other is the soul and together they instill enzymes which accelerate the living process.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TLLHuIa0qFI/AAAAAAAABzg/RpvqKzZYzsQ/s1600/tumblr_la1xabqRgH1qdmozzo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 302px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TLLHuIa0qFI/AAAAAAAABzg/RpvqKzZYzsQ/s400/tumblr_la1xabqRgH1qdmozzo1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526699288084916306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Reading blogs of people who have the ability to touch a life in more than one way. You know the abc but you like to be reminded of it. In the pace at which we live, we forget to give things which are important a thought and I too forget to pay heed to the most important gems of life. So they remind me and when I read them I am rejuvenated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_la1erj3Z7X1qbszuio1_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 272px;" src="http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_la1erj3Z7X1qbszuio1_400.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. I don’t tell anyone but on my way to work I stop to buy me some flowers :) just my way of getting excited and making me feel special. No special secret admirers to do that for me. And I don’t even expect that at this age.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TLLGpSubrII/AAAAAAAAByw/D8XNGqao56I/s1600/tumblr_l8nrnqKspZ1qc3oouo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 282px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TLLGpSubrII/AAAAAAAAByw/D8XNGqao56I/s400/tumblr_l8nrnqKspZ1qc3oouo1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526698105440545922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there you have my recipe for being elated. It sure works wonders for me or else I would not be sharing it out loud. Not always is a man in bed an essential for comfort and excitement; it is all in the head and the ways of life we lead. Make YOU an essential for yourself like I did, because that is the only permanent goodness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Monday to all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a Great Week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. Just sharing one of my fantasies with you ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3527/4554989730_8bcb2bb7b4_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 452px; height: 679px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3527/4554989730_8bcb2bb7b4_b.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://sundayscribblings.blogspot.com"&gt;Sunday Scribblings&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/570490576090907301-6024210654908412313?l=2short2sweet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://2short2sweet.blogspot.com/2010/10/day-6-essentials-to-start-my-monday.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Divaa Divine)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TLLGpnC-cCI/AAAAAAAABy4/E5FZJfQaobg/s72-c/tumblr_l9kzmbYtRJ1qddlojo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-570490576090907301.post-9081662856271397504</guid><pubDate>Fri, 08 Oct 2010 14:45:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-10-08T20:04:55.301+05:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Thursday-13</category><title>Day 5: 13 Favorite Lines in 13 Favourite Fonts</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It sure has been a tough week for two weeks now. No air to breathe and no life to create. I miss blogging but in the midst of mad work today I decided to take on Day 5 and &lt;a href="http://thursday-13.com"&gt;Thursday 13 &lt;/a&gt;all together. And here follows a display of my favourite lines from there where I don't recall and by them who are something but I have no names and in my favorite fonts - yes my 13 favorite font styles and my favorite lines and my favorite pictures. All in all a favorite masterpiece.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me know how you enjoyed or did not enjoy it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Go slowly. I like to be inspired like a sip at a time. I just gobbled my Pizza Hut deal, which gave me enough energy to type this post out with the pictures and quotes in my favorite fonts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I know my Day challenge is becoming a drag. But please bear with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TK8wY36nwCI/AAAAAAAABxw/7AU7inhFucY/s1600/tumblr_l1w1ntzEQz1qzyrwvo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 306px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TK8wY36nwCI/AAAAAAAABxw/7AU7inhFucY/s400/tumblr_l1w1ntzEQz1qzyrwvo1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525688471691706402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TK8qxcrG2jI/AAAAAAAABxo/tUPeRryvXTc/s1600/tumblr_l83xrfl6fz1qajej9o1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 354px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TK8qxcrG2jI/AAAAAAAABxo/tUPeRryvXTc/s400/tumblr_l83xrfl6fz1qajej9o1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525682296805841458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TK8qxK_uaOI/AAAAAAAABxg/sqSMViWmhXk/s1600/tumblr_l83xi03kk01qajej9o1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TK8hd82l-tI/AAAAAAAABv4/_xy2GjL7s0M/s400/tumblr_kxllpyFRgE1qarvi2o1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525672066241919698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://2short2sweet.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/570490576090907301-9081662856271397504?l=2short2sweet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://2short2sweet.blogspot.com/2010/10/day-5-13-favorite-lines-in-13-favourite.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Divaa Divine)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TK8wY36nwCI/AAAAAAAABxw/7AU7inhFucY/s72-c/tumblr_l1w1ntzEQz1qzyrwvo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-570490576090907301.post-1676871428926048421</guid><pubDate>Tue, 05 Oct 2010 07:01:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-10-05T12:16:11.243+05:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>confessions</category><title>Day 4: Biggest Pet Peeve</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TKrPc7hK6vI/AAAAAAAABvo/kGfgnPU9awc/s1600/tumblr_kqkek5spiH1qzs4fdo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TKrPc7hK6vI/AAAAAAAABvo/kGfgnPU9awc/s400/tumblr_kqkek5spiH1qzs4fdo1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524455988843440882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;At the end of the day it is all about them judging me. Everyone is so quick to judge. And while they judge they forget to see almost everything for real. A lot of times, people seem to find it so much easy to pull the trigger on other people when it’s so much harder to pull it for ones self. In your bubble brain you can blow your own trumpet and burst the bubble for anyone but does that really do so much for boosting self esteem?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;You can assume all you want, believe what you want to believe, have your own definition of me. Build your own idea of me, your own character of me. It sure is all that easy, been there done that – until one day had the pleasure of having the ability of seeing things for real, people for real and God that was a shocking experience. Surely what appears is not all that true and most of the time the faces we wear, it just hides away the real me and you. But for how long can you wear it? A day or two?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I’m probably not the person you’d expect me to be or maybe I m more than what you ll ever think me to be. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I AM NOT PERFECT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. I have had the loopholes and setbacks and falls but that hasn’t scarred me. It has made me wiser, made me more determined to take leaps off my negatives. If I let the past prevail, I should be in doom already. Yes they judge me from the past, they think I am the same silly girl who’d fall for the wrong guy and then go on thinking ‘oh I m so bloody lucky’ but that was then, my past stays in the past, wonder why it is such a big deal. Not that I screwed a thousand men and went for pilgrimage (as the saying goes in urdu ‘nausau choohay kha k billi hajj ko challi). Yes you want my past to haunt my future, you want things to be miserable for me, for some drawback of your own, if you are not happy in your life, you go on to make lives miserable for everything and anyone. How smart is that move eh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TKrPVQ1GS2I/AAAAAAAABvg/L_XfsOVFw90/s1600/3927530_large_large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TKrPVQ1GS2I/AAAAAAAABvg/L_XfsOVFw90/s400/3927530_large_large.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524455857125215074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I won’t deny my flaws, I won’t deny my mistakes, I won’t deny my failures. I’ll be honest to you and most of all; I’ll be honest with myself and the man who will eventually come in my life. I know who I used to be, I know who I am and I know who I am becoming. This is me. And if you think that person ain’t a good fit for you, it’s all good. It isn’t like the world will end without me and you. You could stay in your peace zone and me in mine. There is no hard and fast push for you to accept me or vice versa. At the end of the day, I know I’ll still be me, with or without you. So go away, because sometimes people who don’t wish people a good life start to get on my nerves and get me going in a direction I never wanna take.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It sure is my biggest pet peeve – judgmental people. Why be judgmental about the mentality and character of people who have no clue about? Do you judge your parents or your siblings? Does it ever strike you that you will be stripped on THE DAY just to make you see your own self rightly? I don’t get the idea of people’s business with people in a sense that not only destroys lives but causes plunders all over. Not just one is affected, the family of the person too gets the shocks. I could have thought of various other things for pet peeves like :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;when people talk really loud on their cellphones and get shocked when the conversation gets spread around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;- people who smack&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- girls who look at you in a snobby way and they don't even know you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- seeing lopsided, prejudiced, unfair, or discriminatory conditions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Noise - Confusion - Sloppiness - Dirt - In a word, Blecch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Being rushed - One of my biggest pet peeves. Ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;But I chose this meddling into other people’s lives and causing commotion all over – my BIGGGESSSTTTTT pet peeve ever. I sure would like to enlighten you all  that I am the most indifferent person you’d come across, who has no clue what her friends are doing and what they have up their sleeves, and as much as I’d love to gossip being for the gender that knows it best, I HATE TO TALK ABOUT PEOPLE – at all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/570490576090907301-1676871428926048421?l=2short2sweet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://2short2sweet.blogspot.com/2010/10/day-4-biggest-pet-peeve.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Divaa Divine)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TKrPc7hK6vI/AAAAAAAABvo/kGfgnPU9awc/s72-c/tumblr_kqkek5spiH1qzs4fdo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-570490576090907301.post-4794310489227376749</guid><pubDate>Mon, 04 Oct 2010 04:49:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-10-04T10:47:54.078+05:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Sunday Scribblings</category><title>Day 3: The heart brings you back</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TKlg3m9cRwI/AAAAAAAABuo/xZ_NDiPpOgo/s1600/qwa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 312px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TKlg3m9cRwI/AAAAAAAABuo/xZ_NDiPpOgo/s400/qwa.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524052926413948674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://sundayscribblings.blogspot.com/"&gt;Sunday Scribblings&lt;/a&gt; brings me flashback! Not that I was thinking about this, but I flipped through the closet of memories and pulled this one out. Don't feel a thing no more like I did when it happened. Seems more like a vague reflection of something familiar from years ago. Yes it was a dear possession then, now, it feels alien completely. maybe I am all set to make newer memories **smiles and with him for whom I'll be the only Divaa :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Inshallah! if things and moments go as they are, I will be able to accomplish more disposals of pieces from the past and gather flowers along my walk down life's various lanes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hope the story doesn't bore you. It has no kiss and no love making, so in case you are looking for that, you should just change course of your reading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Do you ever answer your cell? Why do you keep one?” Jeff sounded irritated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;“I was in class honey, sorry.” Katy spoke calmly; though she was ecstatic that Jeff was back from San Diego. The charm was lost without him. It was all so quiet and vacant and of course vulnerable without him. A lot of it helped too. She got closer to him, but in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;a way that her reliance over him was laid to rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TKlqGYJe11I/AAAAAAAABvI/OSO8P2BBCno/s1600/tumblr_l8r5y31tPZ1qc78uuo1_500_large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TKlqGYJe11I/AAAAAAAABvI/OSO8P2BBCno/s400/tumblr_l8r5y31tPZ1qc78uuo1_500_large.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524063075740604242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;“My dad thinks I came back because I had no girls to take out there.” He sounded a bit frustrated. “I’ll be going back to my old work and they are readily taking me back and I love the sound of the new work they have for me. I’ll be handling Pepsi and Verizon now... Think my luck is striking at the moment.” He seemed to be jumping at the other end of the line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“How come you never called me when you came back last night Jeff?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;“I wanted to drop in and give you a surprise, but then … I called and you never answered, so unwelcoming of you!” he kept defending himself and complaining... “I am at Noleta’s, will call you when I get home for sure. Take care till then ok.” She smiled at the other end of the line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Ralph says hello. He is over to meet me!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Say my hellos to him and talk to you later!” The line went dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A lot of changes had occurred since Jeff left and came back. Though it had been just four months, Katy had bloomed in the spring of New York. She had emerged as a whole new beauty basking in the summer sun and lit like the moon on a dark night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Compliments came in fast from all her friends. Even those who cared less about the way she ever looked. Too much work regarding the farewell she had coming up kept her hooked and it slipped her mind that she had told Jeff that she had call him two nights ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TKlpp9_6NUI/AAAAAAAABuw/4GS1k8wiXy8/s1600/tumblr_l3zntfr5Ek1qapb2mo1_500_large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 283px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TKlpp9_6NUI/AAAAAAAABuw/4GS1k8wiXy8/s400/tumblr_l3zntfr5Ek1qapb2mo1_500_large.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524062587684795714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She text him instead at 2.00 a.m.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“What is your dad’s reaction now? Is he ok with you coming back?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;“He’s ok as long as I am going back to work there is no problem. He thought I’ll have to start all over again from job search thank God I didn’t have to. Are you home?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Call at home..” he text back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;She called him instantly. Nothing kept her from taking his orders. Though it may be just a request he placed, but she took it as her duty, she respected the love she had for him, she was head over heels for him.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Don’t you take forever beautiful?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I do I know and it is worth the wait isn’t it” she smiled at her mischievousness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Don’t fret, when I start taunting you, you will ask for forgiveness of your deeds from me.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“So when is work?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“A week after your farewell party! What is the theme this time”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“The 70’s club... Or something to do with the 70’s.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“And I hope you are not wearing bell bottoms or something outrageous? Or else I am not your date!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Don’t worry Jeff I will not wear anything that you won't find appealing.” She smiled&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Sing me a song, it has been really long since you sang to me baby..”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TKlqGGkvqhI/AAAAAAAABvA/7kAulrKOfv0/s1600/4056290262_e80060d6e0_large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TKlqGGkvqhI/AAAAAAAABvA/7kAulrKOfv0/s400/4056290262_e80060d6e0_large.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524063071023114770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“An untamed fantasy it would be!&lt;br /&gt;To watch you breath life into me!&lt;br /&gt;The lips I crave to gulp mine within!&lt;br /&gt;The thought only sounds full of ecstasy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fill me in with the passion lost!&lt;br /&gt;Take my life in your hands!&lt;br /&gt;I would love to roll over and over!&lt;br /&gt;Till my fantasies respires its last!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The touch I know how it would be!&lt;br /&gt;The craving for that night is so strong!&lt;br /&gt;Can’t just let go off my dreams now!&lt;br /&gt;Now is the time to switch the lights off!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let us begin from where the alluring sets off!&lt;br /&gt;Your breath against my skin is heavenly air!&lt;br /&gt;I so want to hold you till my energies sap!&lt;br /&gt;Take me in for a ride to perpetual paradise!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coming back to reality!&lt;br /&gt;It is just a book in my hand!&lt;br /&gt;I wish I now had you to hold close!&lt;br /&gt;With you I have infinite visions to fulfill!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TKlqGzmpcjI/AAAAAAAABvQ/UXakZyDYMAg/s1600/tumblr_l8zwe5KQic1qd922xo1_400_large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 273px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TKlqGzmpcjI/AAAAAAAABvQ/UXakZyDYMAg/s400/tumblr_l8zwe5KQic1qd922xo1_400_large.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524063083110691378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;“That was a beautiful one, still your sick romance in your head!” he hated Katy’s incurable romantic self. He thought it was too much for him and wanted her to control her appetite for it. Though unconsciously she reminded him of the woman he had craved for once. The innocence of that woman’s charms had led him to believe that she could be a wife to him by all means.. “&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“See you on Saturday then… I wish to see the elegant 70ish you!” he added in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Surely you will!!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Red it should be” he said and hung up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When will you learn to say goodbye Jeff?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;When? She felt a little direction-less whenever she had questions about Jeff. What he showed to her was what he showed to everyone. Or was it that it was she who doubted him?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TKlpqF8WHEI/AAAAAAAABu4/3Rbl0mqUpBI/s1600/tumblr_l1sxvihvPh1qalr97o1_500_large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TKlpqF8WHEI/AAAAAAAABu4/3Rbl0mqUpBI/s400/tumblr_l1sxvihvPh1qalr97o1_500_large.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524062589817330754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/570490576090907301-4794310489227376749?l=2short2sweet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://2short2sweet.blogspot.com/2010/10/day-3-heart-brings-you-back.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Divaa Divine)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TKlg3m9cRwI/AAAAAAAABuo/xZ_NDiPpOgo/s72-c/qwa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-570490576090907301.post-1457164142382934932</guid><pubDate>Tue, 28 Sep 2010 11:02:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-09-28T16:36:25.518+05:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Sunday Scribblings</category><title>Day 2: Songs I love the Most</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://whi.s3.prod.lg1x8.simplecdn.net/images/4105612/tumblr_l9fvfoJNch1qdsswto1_400_large.jpg?1285647336"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 500px;" src="http://whi.s3.prod.lg1x8.simplecdn.net/images/4105612/tumblr_l9fvfoJNch1qdsswto1_400_large.jpg?1285647336" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Being computer deprived isn’t all that fun especially when they show absolutely nothing on the cable tv. I missed all my days of the carry forth challenge, but I am here to take it forward with each single meme I intend to do or more so, just do it as I get the time to do :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So how was the weekend? Mine wasn’t all that lovely but yet it wasn’t all that bad either, god bless Monday mornings! I am just not in the mind frame with this throbbing headache since Saturday night. I thought it was due to lack of sleep but it sure is something else because I slept well last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It’s amazing how many of us 6 billion people in this world would think love is the answer to all our questions. A lot of times, when we feel lonely, when we’re sad or perhaps, maybe even mad, we think love will lift us up &amp;amp; make every situation better. I am not necessarily saying it wouldn’t, but something about the mentality of “love fixes everything”, I personally find disagreeable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Love isn’t our band aid. But good lyrics sure do serve the purpose of healing. Yes it does!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So Sunday bought love, as in the &lt;a href="http://sundayscribblings.blogspot.com/"&gt;Scribblings &lt;/a&gt;says ‘love’… as per the challenge I should list 13 song quotes/lyrics which I can never stop loving. Yes you love words too, I do. It isn’t all about the good material stuff, sometimes the words are more loved than the objects and with me that is the case. Do you apply love? As you love? I do :) and that is one reason why I still am sane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://whi.s3.prod.lg1x8.simplecdn.net/images/4105989/tumblr_l9fxkoWHMr1qdsswto1_500_large.jpg?1285649927"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 332px;" src="http://whi.s3.prod.lg1x8.simplecdn.net/images/4105989/tumblr_l9fxkoWHMr1qdsswto1_500_large.jpg?1285649927" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ounJsqomcv8"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Just the Way You Are by Billy Joel &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Don't go trying some new fashion,&lt;br /&gt;Don't change the color of your hair,&lt;br /&gt;You always have my unspoken passion,&lt;br /&gt;Although I might not seem to care”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://whi.s3.prod.lg1x8.simplecdn.net/images/4105613/tumblr_l9fvcpxqSJ1qdsswto1_500_large.jpg?1285647339"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 333px;" src="http://whi.s3.prod.lg1x8.simplecdn.net/images/4105613/tumblr_l9fvcpxqSJ1qdsswto1_500_large.jpg?1285647339" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MOyvYnkdEcc"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A Natural Woman by Carole King&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“When my soul was in the lost-and-found,&lt;br /&gt;You came along to claim it,&lt;br /&gt;I didn't know just what was wrong with me,&lt;br /&gt;Till your kiss helped me name it.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://whi.s3.prod.lg1x8.simplecdn.net/images/4105615/tumblr_l9fugfEN8a1qdsswto1_500_large.jpg?1285647630"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 333px;" src="http://whi.s3.prod.lg1x8.simplecdn.net/images/4105615/tumblr_l9fugfEN8a1qdsswto1_500_large.jpg?1285647630" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=s1_5hhr6niQ"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;All I Ask Of You from The Phantom of the Opera&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me be your shelter,&lt;br /&gt;let me be your light.&lt;br /&gt;You're safe:&lt;br /&gt;No-one will find you -&lt;br /&gt;your fears are far behind you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://whi.s3.prod.lg1x8.simplecdn.net/images/4105013/tumblr_l90eadCGg21qaobbko1_400_large.jpg?1285643881"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://whi.s3.prod.lg1x8.simplecdn.net/images/4105013/tumblr_l90eadCGg21qaobbko1_400_large.jpg?1285643881" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=viQWJUoRG50"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;More than Words by Extreme&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saying I love you ,&lt;br /&gt;Is not the words I want to hear from you,&lt;br /&gt;It's not that I want you,&lt;br /&gt;Not to say, but if you only knew,&lt;br /&gt;How easy it would be to show me how you feel,&lt;br /&gt;More than words is all you have to do to make it real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://whi.s3.prod.lg1x8.simplecdn.net/images/4104903/5027592824_4ee730a7bf_large.jpg?1285643468"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 333px;" src="http://whi.s3.prod.lg1x8.simplecdn.net/images/4104903/5027592824_4ee730a7bf_large.jpg?1285643468" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=e8w7f0ShtIM"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Beautiful Day by U2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You’re on the road but you’ve got no destination,&lt;br /&gt;You’re in the mud, in the maze of her imagination,&lt;br /&gt;You love this town even if that doesn’t ring true,&lt;br /&gt;You’ve been all over and it’s been all over you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://whi.s3.prod.lg1x8.simplecdn.net/images/4105511/1249549742207859_large.jpeg?1285646904"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 375px;" src="http://whi.s3.prod.lg1x8.simplecdn.net/images/4105511/1249549742207859_large.jpeg?1285646904" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HmsClQ1H0ME"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Goo Goo Dolls by Iris&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want the world to see me,&lt;br /&gt;Cause I don't think that they'd understand,&lt;br /&gt;When everything's made to be broken,&lt;br /&gt;I just want you to know who I am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://whi.s3.prod.lg1x8.simplecdn.net/images/4069273/4923513527_3db7753c0a_z_large.jpg?1285465700"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 334px;" src="http://whi.s3.prod.lg1x8.simplecdn.net/images/4069273/4923513527_3db7753c0a_z_large.jpg?1285465700" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=G5CWKxKMcLA"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kiss Me by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=G5CWKxKMcLA"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sixpence None the Richer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, kiss me beneath the milky twilight,&lt;br /&gt;Lead me out on the moonlit floor,&lt;br /&gt;Lift your open hand,&lt;br /&gt;Strike up the band and make the fireflies dance,&lt;br /&gt;Silver moon's sparkling, So kiss me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://whi.s3.prod.lg1x8.simplecdn.net/images/4104653/5025266073_cf100d2a2d_large.jpg?1285642472"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 333px;" src="http://whi.s3.prod.lg1x8.simplecdn.net/images/4104653/5025266073_cf100d2a2d_large.jpg?1285642472" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-b7qaSxuZUg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Imagine by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-b7qaSxuZUg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;John Lennon &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may say that I'm a dreamer&lt;br /&gt;But I'm not the only one&lt;br /&gt;I hope someday you'll join us&lt;br /&gt;And the world will be as one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://whi.s3.prod.lg1x8.simplecdn.net/images/4102432/tumblr_l9flkaYztH1qbju4oo1_500_large.jpg?1285634136"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 329px;" src="http://whi.s3.prod.lg1x8.simplecdn.net/images/4102432/tumblr_l9flkaYztH1qbju4oo1_500_large.jpg?1285634136" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.metacafe.com/watch/sy-14208652/tal_bachman_shes_so_high_official_music_video/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;She's So High by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.metacafe.com/watch/sy-14208652/tal_bachman_shes_so_high_official_music_video/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tal Bachman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She comes to speak to me,&lt;br /&gt;I freeze immediately,&lt;br /&gt;'Cause what she says sounds so unreal …&lt;br /&gt;'Cause she's so high...&lt;br /&gt;High above me, she's so lovely&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://whi.s3.prod.lg1x8.simplecdn.net/images/4097756/tumblr_l9eyebz6fB1qce76po1_500_large.jpg?1285616608"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 323px;" src="http://whi.s3.prod.lg1x8.simplecdn.net/images/4097756/tumblr_l9eyebz6fB1qce76po1_500_large.jpg?1285616608" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RvUFUCJXE6Y"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Whenever Wherever by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RvUFUCJXE6Y"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Shakira&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever, wherever,&lt;br /&gt;We'll learn to be together,&lt;br /&gt;I'll be there and you'll be near,&lt;br /&gt;And that's the deal my dear,&lt;br /&gt;They're over, you're under,&lt;br /&gt;You'll never have to wonder,&lt;br /&gt;We can always play by ear,&lt;br /&gt;But that's the deal my dear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://whi.s3.prod.lg1x8.simplecdn.net/images/4094294/00a5f6dca7b47705ac0116fb00a17c9b_large.jpg?1285601768"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 333px;" src="http://whi.s3.prod.lg1x8.simplecdn.net/images/4094294/00a5f6dca7b47705ac0116fb00a17c9b_large.jpg?1285601768" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CJC4USrkLeI"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Adia by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CJC4USrkLeI"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sarah McLachlan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trying to find a way to carry on,&lt;br /&gt;I search myself and everyone,&lt;br /&gt;To see where we went wrong,&lt;br /&gt;’cause there’s no one left to finger,&lt;br /&gt;There’s no one here to blame,&lt;br /&gt;There’s no one left to talk to, honey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://whi.s3.prod.lg1x8.simplecdn.net/images/4091033/tumblr_l9bv38RCNz1qcg527o1_500_large.jpg?1285576543"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 334px;" src="http://whi.s3.prod.lg1x8.simplecdn.net/images/4091033/tumblr_l9bv38RCNz1qcg527o1_500_large.jpg?1285576543" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8mGBaXPlri8"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;All The Things She Said by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8mGBaXPlri8"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tatu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in serious shit, I feel totally like lost,&lt;br /&gt;If I'm asking for help it's only because,&lt;br /&gt;Being with you, has opened my eyes,&lt;br /&gt;Could I ever believe such a perfect surprise?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://whi.s3.prod.lg1x8.simplecdn.net/images/4085603/tumblr_l8plh6kzZU1qcvvrao1_500_large.jpg?1285547796"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 427px; height: 640px;" src="http://whi.s3.prod.lg1x8.simplecdn.net/images/4085603/tumblr_l8plh6kzZU1qcvvrao1_500_large.jpg?1285547796" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=b5_s76hV8FY"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I Never Loved You Anyway by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=b5_s76hV8FY"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Corrs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when you go I will remember,&lt;br /&gt;To send a thankyou note to that girl, (oh that girl)&lt;br /&gt;I see she's holding you so tender,&lt;br /&gt;Well I just wanna say... (Just wanna say...)&lt;br /&gt;I never really loved you anyway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://whi.s3.prod.lg1x8.simplecdn.net/images/4094435/tumblr_l99gchKZYm1qao621o1_400_large_large.jpg?1285602848"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 296px;" src="http://whi.s3.prod.lg1x8.simplecdn.net/images/4094435/tumblr_l99gchKZYm1qao621o1_400_large_large.jpg?1285602848" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Mg6VXicZIQg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Stop And Stare by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Mg6VXicZIQg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;OneRepublic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stop and stare&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm moving but I go nowhere&lt;br /&gt;Yeah I know that everyone gets scared&lt;br /&gt;But I've become what I can't be, oh&lt;br /&gt;Stop and stare&lt;br /&gt;You start to wonder why you're 'here' not there&lt;br /&gt;And you'd give anything to get what's fair&lt;br /&gt;But fair ain't what you really need&lt;br /&gt;Oh, can u see what I see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZXwUY_T3BCM"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Suburban Nights by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZXwUY_T3BCM"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hard Fi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suburban dreams, just out of reach, Work till you die,&lt;br /&gt;That's what they teach you at school,&lt;br /&gt;With that in mind, what's there to lose?&lt;br /&gt;My friends and I, doped up on tv fags and booze. I-O&lt;br /&gt;Hear them all singing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://whi.s3.prod.lg1x8.simplecdn.net/images/4102428/tumblr_l9dtithVOS1qb7z1jo1_500_large.jpg?1285634127"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 333px;" src="http://whi.s3.prod.lg1x8.simplecdn.net/images/4102428/tumblr_l9dtithVOS1qb7z1jo1_500_large.jpg?1285634127" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dailymotion.com/video/x6506k_simple-plan-your-love-is-a-lie_music"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Your Love Is A Lie by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dailymotion.com/video/x6506k_simple-plan-your-love-is-a-lie_music"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Simple Plan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fall asleep by the telephone&lt;br /&gt;It's 2 o'clock and I'm waiting up alone&lt;br /&gt;Tell me, where have you been?&lt;br /&gt;I found a note with another name&lt;br /&gt;You blow a kiss&lt;br /&gt;But it just don't feel the same&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I have a new favourite too :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://whi.s3.prod.lg1x8.simplecdn.net/images/4063507/4342240283_07299c1510_large.jpg?1285437921"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 406px;" src="http://whi.s3.prod.lg1x8.simplecdn.net/images/4063507/4342240283_07299c1510_large.jpg?1285437921" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.dailymotion.com/video/x3hht8_shayne-ward-breathless-music-video_news"&gt;Breathless by &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.dailymotion.com/video/x3hht8_shayne-ward-breathless-music-video_news"&gt;Shayne Ward&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If our love was a fairytale&lt;br /&gt;I would charge in and rescue you&lt;br /&gt;On a yacht baby we would sail&lt;br /&gt;To an island where we’d say I do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if we had babies they would look like you&lt;br /&gt;It’d be so beautiful if that came true&lt;br /&gt;You don’t even know how very special you are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you haven’t heard em, just give it a listen and you’ll thank me :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/570490576090907301-1457164142382934932?l=2short2sweet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://2short2sweet.blogspot.com/2010/09/day-2-songs-i-love-most.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Divaa Divine)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-570490576090907301.post-2357305912233235153</guid><pubDate>Thu, 23 Sep 2010 09:12:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-09-23T15:41:19.988+05:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Thursday-13</category><title>Day 1 - 13 things that cross your mind a lot.</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://whi.s3.prod.lg1x8.simplecdn.net/images/3315895/tumblr_l6ursx5xB21qcf9boo1_400_large.jpg?1281416860"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://whi.s3.prod.lg1x8.simplecdn.net/images/3315895/tumblr_l6ursx5xB21qcf9boo1_400_large.jpg?1281416860" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It is Thursday today and I should be concentrating on a list of 1&lt;a href="http://thursday-13.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3 things for this week&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, but guess what I am playing a 13 day challenge and I sure hope you get as excited as I do when I bump into such challenges. Gives me a couple of minutes to myself. Computer-less at home means all that has to be done, will be done at work. So I am stealing a few minutes from the busy day to sit and write. Maybe for me, and yes for you too. I like you to take this up if you want and don’t seek permission, just do it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;So today I start the 13 day challenge on 13 things that cross my mind a lot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately I have been mindless and sleepy. Been late to work and been uneasy. Yes maybe it is the lesser calorie intake and high on chicken diet that is taking life out of me, but it sure is paying me well. I have to share this with some friends and do excuse me if I haven’t emailed you and I promised to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of you, who’ve been reading me have made their minds up about me. They think of me in a nutshell ‘a woman dying to get married and have a family’ … yes maybe I scream that out loud because that essentially is the want of every woman once she has attained her qualifications and career. For her sanity and rep, she needs to go back home to a family where there is a loving husband and well bought up kids. So yea I am thinking 10 years down the line already – but that is not all that I think and guess what I am not including ‘thinking about future husband’ on this 13 list. I am too sure you’d not see it coming what is about to come. I am not all that predictable :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://t1.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:0Hzp_isof1Js-M:http://www.buzzvines.com/files/images/Pakistan-girl-flag.preview.jpg&amp;amp;t=1"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 261px; height: 193px;" src="http://t1.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:0Hzp_isof1Js-M:http://www.buzzvines.com/files/images/Pakistan-girl-flag.preview.jpg&amp;amp;t=1" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I think a lot of Pakistan, especially my city Karachi. This city is like a magnet but it has been attracting all the wrong sorts of people from all over the country. The crime rate is rising and so is the corruption. Everyone from the rural wants to come and take over the place. Wonder why we had to be so accommodating. So what they are Pakistanis, they have no manners and they are ruthless and hence I sure am not welcoming them. Give them away if you can’t handle em.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://whi.s3.prod.lg1x8.simplecdn.net/images/4010888/792270-11-1284571281416_large.jpg?1285161779"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 394px; height: 262px;" src="http://whi.s3.prod.lg1x8.simplecdn.net/images/4010888/792270-11-1284571281416_large.jpg?1285161779" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. The amount of money currently in my possession, how long said money will last and how far I can stretch so as to satisfy my needs for make up/clothes/coffee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://whi.s3.prod.lg1x8.simplecdn.net/images/3695815/tumblr_l6pwuo9ThW1qc2xf8o1_500_large.jpg?1283488641"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 411px; height: 267px;" src="http://whi.s3.prod.lg1x8.simplecdn.net/images/3695815/tumblr_l6pwuo9ThW1qc2xf8o1_500_large.jpg?1283488641" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. How many calories am I in taking per day. Being on this chicken diet has made me refrain from anything sugary and that means always on high alert when I have a bite of something sweet. I have to take green tea instantly to help burn it faster and not have it save it up a space in my belly making it larger and uglier. I am always thinking about what I eat and how much should I eat. It gets annoying for some, but it is so far positive for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://whi.s3.prod.lg1x8.simplecdn.net/images/3448633/tumblr_l33zcn1svT1qbr1zko1_500_large.jpg?1282220369"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 406px; height: 455px;" src="http://whi.s3.prod.lg1x8.simplecdn.net/images/3448633/tumblr_l33zcn1svT1qbr1zko1_500_large.jpg?1282220369" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. The effect my hasty words have on the people I love. Whether it is directly or indirectly about the person I am talking to, sometimes I fear I am too harsh, that I hurt without intent. And I hope people know I am sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://whi.s3.prod.lg1x8.simplecdn.net/images/3953905/tumblr_l8kadk46LU1qazvyjo1_500_large.jpg?1284836062"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 420px; height: 280px;" src="http://whi.s3.prod.lg1x8.simplecdn.net/images/3953905/tumblr_l8kadk46LU1qazvyjo1_500_large.jpg?1284836062" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I am not getting any younger. I need to expedite on my long term goals. Save up money for myself and my future which so far is looking quite bleak. Help out my family. Help out my sisters. I don’t intend to be a millionaire any day but I just want to live comfortably.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://whi.s3.prod.lg1x8.simplecdn.net/images/3798683/28636132.angry_large.jpg?1283992579"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 443px; height: 352px;" src="http://whi.s3.prod.lg1x8.simplecdn.net/images/3798683/28636132.angry_large.jpg?1283992579" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. How to make the stupid creative visualizers stop pestering me so much about the little things that bother them. I do help them out in things I can but totally being dependant on me doesn’t help and I do not appreciate it. When I tell them off they get all emotional and start to pester more. I wish I could just get a reason to not work at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://whi.s3.prod.lg1x8.simplecdn.net/images/3670962/tumblr_l7paqmFuCc1qcoj8po1_500_large_large.jpg?1283359701"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 410px; height: 273px;" src="http://whi.s3.prod.lg1x8.simplecdn.net/images/3670962/tumblr_l7paqmFuCc1qcoj8po1_500_large_large.jpg?1283359701" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. If I die, will I just go away from this world as if my existence here was never known to people? Will I go to heaven? And for example, if my soul was to go and be born again in another body, will I never ever remember my past and what I was before? All these thoughts, they cross my mind so much that it scares me and it makes life look very pointless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://whi.s3.prod.lg1x8.simplecdn.net/images/4017475/tumblr_l8cqwljkw41qcm8t3o1_500_large.jpg?1285191112"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 438px; height: 291px;" src="http://whi.s3.prod.lg1x8.simplecdn.net/images/4017475/tumblr_l8cqwljkw41qcm8t3o1_500_large.jpg?1285191112" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Few people describe me in such beautiful words that it makes me wonder if I am as great as they make me sound.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://whi.s3.prod.lg1x8.simplecdn.net/images/3873947/tumblr_l8oakypni91qzid27o1_500_large.png?1284360443"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 444px; height: 354px;" src="http://whi.s3.prod.lg1x8.simplecdn.net/images/3873947/tumblr_l8oakypni91qzid27o1_500_large.png?1284360443" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Every time I’m out, I wonder how a person’s family is like. i believe that the way you dress, the way you carry yourselves depicts the kind of family that brought you up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://whi.s3.prod.lg1x8.simplecdn.net/images/3860708/tumblr_l8mya6l5Jh1qc5kr8o1_400_large.jpg?1284299767"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 380px;" src="http://whi.s3.prod.lg1x8.simplecdn.net/images/3860708/tumblr_l8mya6l5Jh1qc5kr8o1_400_large.jpg?1284299767" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. I can’t help but to imagine how different life would be if I had come from a different family. No I am not saying that I don’t love my family or I am not grateful to have them but I just can’t help imagining life with a different family, I am lucky to have what I have, but what about those who had their fates decide for something they don’t deserve?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://whi.s3.prod.lg1x8.simplecdn.net/images/4012115/tumblr_l95kj0N9l71qb9uyvo1_500_large.jpg?1285167498"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 430px; height: 287px;" src="http://whi.s3.prod.lg1x8.simplecdn.net/images/4012115/tumblr_l95kj0N9l71qb9uyvo1_500_large.jpg?1285167498" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. I’ve always imagined what would happen if I decided to take a different route, or if I decided to do something else on that day. For example if I happen to bump into a friend, I wonder if I ever was going to bump into him or her if I had decided to do something else on that particular day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://whi.s3.prod.lg1x8.simplecdn.net/images/4011803/tumblr_l92aaiTSFK1qb9uyvo1_500_large.jpg?1285165511"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 421px; height: 280px;" src="http://whi.s3.prod.lg1x8.simplecdn.net/images/4011803/tumblr_l92aaiTSFK1qb9uyvo1_500_large.jpg?1285165511" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. I am forever thinking how the whole world actually works. It’s amazing how systematic the world is and that’s why I do believe in God even though I might not exactly be a saint nor am I a staunch Muslim. But I have faith that He is always in control but it really intrigues me, how He keeps an eye on us all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://whi.s3.prod.lg1x8.simplecdn.net/images/4020579/1283719192215_f_large.jpg?1285206243"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 293px;" src="http://whi.s3.prod.lg1x8.simplecdn.net/images/4020579/1283719192215_f_large.jpg?1285206243" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. The happy times of my life that I spent doing the things I shouldn't have done. That’s what crosses my mind... most of the time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I’ve said it before but you are all awesome. You can be anything you want to be. Just remember to enjoy the process of being where you are while you are getting to where you want to be. Something I am trying out, myself. And always keep an open mind. think but don't forget to make those thoughts real *smile on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://thursday-13.com/"&gt;Thursday-13&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/570490576090907301-2357305912233235153?l=2short2sweet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://2short2sweet.blogspot.com/2010/09/day-1-13-things-that-cross-your-mind.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Divaa Divine)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-570490576090907301.post-7913943470554850824</guid><pubDate>Mon, 20 Sep 2010 10:01:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-09-20T15:02:12.099+05:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Sunday Scribblings</category><title>Better Clean than Careful</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://whi.s3.prod.lg1x8.simplecdn.net/images/3334836/15-02-2008-0151268001203062636-nadia-wicker-thumb_large.jpg?1281554585"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 425px; height: 338px;" src="http://whi.s3.prod.lg1x8.simplecdn.net/images/3334836/15-02-2008-0151268001203062636-nadia-wicker-thumb_large.jpg?1281554585" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Clean it up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your act!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your online and your offline act!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So you wonder why I am so vocal about cleanliness all of a sudden. Well I did my cleaning so I thought I could preach now. You can’t preach until practiced and I am done with my stuff. What are you up to? Piling it up? Thinking some rainy day will give you a chance to clean it up? Ha! Brilliant you are to think rain but chance? You won’t get any.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We wont ever get a clean slate but you can get clean inside and outside, online and offline, on street off street, it is all up to you. I sure could invent a vacuum but then what would be the use, you are so used to filth. In your head in your heart, all around you. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TJcvgcKyrwI/AAAAAAAABt4/LDQXJtwCOUY/s1600/tumblr_l8yzx5JwoH1qbjm5wo1_400_large.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 327px; height: 246px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TJcvgcKyrwI/AAAAAAAABt4/LDQXJtwCOUY/s400/tumblr_l8yzx5JwoH1qbjm5wo1_400_large.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518932102729608962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I am so sick and tired of dealing with the sorts everyday. There are a couple on my twitter especially. So full of shit that it isn’t even funny. They open their twitter mouths and guess what there is shit on the wrong end. How could you be so ewww? Of course you can! You have S H I T written all over you. But then what to do with such piece of ****, Flush! Thank God man invented flush or else it would be such a stink pile everywhere and anywhere. I ve cleansed my life off such filth off and on. It really doesn’t take too long if you recognize the stink of one. Heard of ‘I smell a rat?’ if you haven’t ‘peace be upon you’ for you are amongst them probably.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I am so sure I’ll get a comment saying ‘who do you think you are shit head’ lol! Highly predictable and surely you won’t see the last of me even after pulling that flush tank in your head a zillion times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;So are you up to some cleaning?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh it is so easy. Just pull that flush will you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;See you got to tune your mine to scents and attitudes. You see a rat what do you do? Scream? Poor move! Squish it like a fly! It sure can’t fly but just squat it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://whi.s3.prod.lg1x8.simplecdn.net/images/1388575/gt02aprmsl_nontoxiccleaner_xl_large.jpg?1264444692"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 276px; height: 344px;" src="http://whi.s3.prod.lg1x8.simplecdn.net/images/1388575/gt02aprmsl_nontoxiccleaner_xl_large.jpg?1264444692" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And hey I just recalled, have you cleaned your social networking sites? You do know that there is no rewind in the online world. It is like a stock place where it just piles up. You leave a comment somewhere and it is engraved forever. A picture of you at some underground party is leaked and your reputation is screwed, you are caught on camera with your best friend’s guy and uploaded on youtube!!! Really? Is that all worth it? Why get into shit in the first place that it gets horrendous trying to clean up?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;There is no one to do cleaning after you, not even the best of kings get that treatment. You make a mess, it is your mess, and you better clean it up because if someone gets s glimpse of it, it will be made popular! And you sure don’t like to make a bang with your negatives do you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I’d suggest you stop flaunting so much of you visually all around. It has screwed up many people, and they still are trying to figure out ways to deal with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Madeeha*, a 26-year-old banker, got a nasty shock when she clicked on a mass email to discover it contained pictures of her and her friends at a party.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;“Somebody managed to get their hands on private photographs and decided to circulate them,” said Madeeha. The photographs, which included snapshots from a friend’s vacation abroad, had also been posted on YouTube. “The video was eventually removed from YouTube,” says Madeeha. “But the damage had been done. I don’t know who else saw those pictures; they were only meant for close friends.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://whi.s3.prod.lg1x8.simplecdn.net/images/2075891/03_large.png?1272358601"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 357px; height: 357px;" src="http://whi.s3.prod.lg1x8.simplecdn.net/images/2075891/03_large.png?1272358601" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There you have just a little of what could be the problem if you don’t act fast to clean up your act. Some really don’t care, they like the comments loading on their pictures. Yes you are too open-minded and have room for a lot of crap in your life, but seriously can you trust just anyone? You don’t even know half of them and you prefer to disclose and tag yourself all around. One has to be no less careful with Facebook friends than with next-door neighbors, perhaps more so given the 500 million active users that it boasts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Better be clean than careful – say what? Better safe than sorry too *smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sundayscribblings.blogspot.com/"&gt;Sunday Scribblings&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/570490576090907301-7913943470554850824?l=2short2sweet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://2short2sweet.blogspot.com/2010/09/better-clean-than-careful.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Divaa Divine)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TJcvgcKyrwI/AAAAAAAABt4/LDQXJtwCOUY/s72-c/tumblr_l8yzx5JwoH1qbjm5wo1_400_large.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-570490576090907301.post-446848291870787030</guid><pubDate>Wed, 15 Sep 2010 09:50:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-09-15T15:20:02.610+05:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Thursday-13</category><title>Before 30</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TJCa2avv7oI/AAAAAAAABtQ/9Sa-9hzCjzk/s1600/a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 343px; height: 292px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TJCa2avv7oI/AAAAAAAABtQ/9Sa-9hzCjzk/s400/a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517079803212066434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;“Before 30” is just two years away and as freaked out I am as a single woman, you ought to know that I hate jokes about age. Yes I have matured and been in control of myself slow and gradual but there is much that has been done, and much that is left to do before 30. No I am not intending to die. Death is a far away tale and no where happening in the future at hand. I am talking more in terms on the things to do, habits to rid off, things to acquire, destinations to reach and make a living out of a life I surely seem to be dragging. No what ifs about ‘if I stay single’ I’ll marry myself if I have to but you wont find me single, NO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This &lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://thursday-13.com/"&gt;Thursday&lt;/a&gt; you’ll be entertained with how prepared and not prepared I am for 30. as scary as the digit is, it has its pros too. And with prayers and blessings I’ll make it through!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Things I should stop doing before 30&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Romanticizing my 20s&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Engaging in sibling rivalry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Living paycheck to paycheck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Expecting a man/knight in shining armor to swoop in and save me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Thinking I’ve got it all figured out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Declaring an entire gender “all jerks”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Things to own before 30&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. A vacation to look forward to at least once a year&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. A set of hand towels so guests don’t have dry their hands on her bath towel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. A retirement fund&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. A commitment to exercise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. A hairstyle that suits me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Friends to have before 30&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. The &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Diet Freak&lt;/span&gt; who’ll keep prompting new plans and calorie charts in my email every now and then&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. A buddy whom I can &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;travel&lt;/span&gt; with and make memories with if I don’t get a husband due to some unforeseen circumstances&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. The Listener who’ll lend me just an ear and no words to heal. I don’t like advices most of the time, because once I let it out of my system I don’t look back on it with the same intensity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. And the Style Guru who’ll always be the mirror and give honest criticism about what I wear and how am I wearing it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I exceed 13? Oh well going from 13 to 30 :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Skills to have before 30&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Woo a man into marrying me :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Create a budget and manage my accounts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Negotiate a salary and/or pay raise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Say something in French just for the hell of it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Spot a fake (handbag, diamond, potential friend …)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;And 7 things which I will keep on doing before and after 30&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. See the humor in things&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Not try and please everyone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Not get too caught up in my own judgments of others and their views&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. See the good in things&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Listen and be attentive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. Be confident and sell my idea and not be bought easily&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. Let go and be a kid at heart, enjoy scarred knees than a scarred heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh I did cross my 13 limit :P you were counting? Means you weren’t enjoying! But unconsciously I stopped at the right digit haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh well my work is done!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I am looking forward to it! But I need to get married ON TOP PRIORITY before 30 and get pregnant twice before 30 which means two kids before 30. Inshallah. Yes it gets harder to deliver after 30 (myth or no myth I don’t want to try it myself, I hate to ache)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So before this list exceedsssss I am taking an exit. No internet at home means I have much time to myself and my reading. Lately reading ‘Diary of a Social Butterfly’ by Moni Mohsin. If you like humor you should give it a go! Very Janu type book :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Most of my readers are far from 25, so you have ample time to make your lists to ponder! I have lesser time and much on my hands. Things needs to be prioritized – midlife done and over with for me :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/570490576090907301-446848291870787030?l=2short2sweet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://2short2sweet.blogspot.com/2010/09/before-30.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Divaa Divine)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TJCa2avv7oI/AAAAAAAABtQ/9Sa-9hzCjzk/s72-c/a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-570490576090907301.post-2962451385809414407</guid><pubDate>Wed, 08 Sep 2010 20:13:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-09-09T01:25:31.313+05:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Thursday-13</category><title>Dying to be Dead</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TIfuycNqX5I/AAAAAAAABtA/QSk2VJVzr7k/s1600/tumblr_l6d3rfm1qk1qcsjc7o1_500_large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 218px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TIfuycNqX5I/AAAAAAAABtA/QSk2VJVzr7k/s320/tumblr_l6d3rfm1qk1qcsjc7o1_500_large.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514638819072827282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sometimes late in the night when I am lying awake in my bed, cuddled in my duvet and staring at the ceiling, I pretend I am lying awake in my grave. Obviously it is much too comfortable to be a grave but what is the wrong in visualizing an air-conditioned grave? I have wronged and sinned but not to the extent that I'll rot! (at least I hope so! Dear God Forgive me Please)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So while I am there I think of things which I hardly ever do in the waking hours or busy hours of my day. I am at work, getting my ass kicked around to get things done. Well sometimes I kick it back and decide I'll do what I want to and not do what I don't - works that way too but then the grave grave! It sure is serious if you come to think of it, but I won't bore you with horrors of my breaking bones and crushing limbs and the insects and the fire and the misery. If that has to come, it is unimaginable. God has made my perception very flowery and pretty :P hence I can see a green field with all the flowers in the world and my grave draped in satin and silk and lighted with my favorite scented lavender candle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes it will be beautiful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So get set go to have me reveal my grave to you !!! and DO NOT DROOL! (ignore pics if you can't handle it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://whi.s3.prod.lg1x8.simplecdn.net/images/3369982/2_large.php?1281763120"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 333px;" src="http://whi.s3.prod.lg1x8.simplecdn.net/images/3369982/2_large.php?1281763120" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;1. I shall lay in there in a flowy silky gown that'll trail into a pond with fresh water and quench my thirst and wash my sins away constantly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.windowblindstips.com/wp-content/uploads/white-curtains-bedroom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 460px; height: 305px;" src="http://www.windowblindstips.com/wp-content/uploads/white-curtains-bedroom.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.lauradunn.com/wp-content/uploads/woman-sleeping.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;2. There will be a bed where I'll be made comfortable in. It is made out of the finest cotton and fluff and feels like I am floating on a feather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.clearleadinc.com/site/images/jacuzzi_bathtub_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 284px; height: 232px;" src="http://www.clearleadinc.com/site/images/jacuzzi_bathtub_2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;3. I won't be getting up much to do stuff because there will be these beautiful sights all around me. A window opening to the beach, another to Vegas, another one in a jacuzzi and the sorts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://whi.s3.prod.lg1x8.simplecdn.net/images/3757606/tumblr_l8c0178w821qaz2xl_large.jpg?1283786688"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 334px;" src="http://whi.s3.prod.lg1x8.simplecdn.net/images/3757606/tumblr_l8c0178w821qaz2xl_large.jpg?1283786688" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;4. Yes God has been very kind, what I could not savor while I was alive, I can have it all I want here without being scared that I'll put on weight! There are no weight gain issues here and yayyy no such thing as a toilet too :D very convenient it all is! And I shall be at home in no time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://whi.s3.prod.lg1x8.simplecdn.net/images/3740051/4773457788_8c090c76c2_z_large.jpg?1283706652"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 432px; height: 288px;" src="http://whi.s3.prod.lg1x8.simplecdn.net/images/3740051/4773457788_8c090c76c2_z_large.jpg?1283706652" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;5. You won't believe what my wardrobe looks like. No it doesn't have designer labels, it has everything so skimpy and so transparent! And no one is gaping at you around here. They all mind their own business and it is a pleasure to be clad in minimum and feel sexy in skin all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://calgary.cityguide.ca/edgemontlifespa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 453px; height: 194px;" src="http://calgary.cityguide.ca/edgemontlifespa.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;6. Oh did I mention I have my personal spa here? I guess not. Well there it is, for my pampering and timeless beauty and fitness. God never wants His creation to look ugly, even when dead, hence all this and much more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://whi.s3.prod.lg1x8.simplecdn.net/images/3737260/4138122650_af1f3a6357_z_large.jpg?1283695598"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 432px; height: 288px;" src="http://whi.s3.prod.lg1x8.simplecdn.net/images/3737260/4138122650_af1f3a6357_z_large.jpg?1283695598" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;7. I have my Macbook Pro to access my Dead People's Blogs and Deadbook and the sorts. I am constantly active on Twitter, the only difference is I have been upgraded to a Premium account. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Update on Facebook and Twitter: 'be ready to ride through, you can sense it but you can't touch!'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://whi.s3.prod.lg1x8.simplecdn.net/images/3786389/tumblr_l83k6g3DqE1qzbqbwo1_400_large.jpg?1283923046"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://whi.s3.prod.lg1x8.simplecdn.net/images/3786389/tumblr_l83k6g3DqE1qzbqbwo1_400_large.jpg?1283923046" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;8. The candle supply is always efficient. They have grave services and ever 12 hours they come in and change the candles as per my taste. It usually is lavender but then there is Jasmine I like too and sometimes need that refreshing scent. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Twitter update: 'smell it? the fragrance of pleasures, for my pains and aches have evolved into something so much better!'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.localwin.com/julie/system/files/lu10/Spa_Party_Invitation.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 442px; height: 294px;" src="http://www.localwin.com/julie/system/files/lu10/Spa_Party_Invitation.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;9. I never have to put my feet down. And the picture should tell you that I have a rose bath always ready to soak in. It should be driving you crazy already! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Facebook status update: 'Told you, I'll be better off in the next life, but you had to go on being ********'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://whi.s3.prod.lg1x8.simplecdn.net/images/3550177/tumblr_l6fpsbD8uo1qbmiy3o1_500_large.jpg?1282753902"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 332px;" src="http://whi.s3.prod.lg1x8.simplecdn.net/images/3550177/tumblr_l6fpsbD8uo1qbmiy3o1_500_large.jpg?1282753902" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;10. Can you believe it they have their own order and delivery from Victoria's Secret? Gosh and I was all so agitated thinking what I'll do for lingerie there. It is more perfect because it is made to order and the angels ensure that the purest form of fabric and lace is use to design it! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Twitter update: When in skin there is no sin!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://whi.s3.prod.lg1x8.simplecdn.net/images/3303342/tumblr_kz9su4Rymz1qa7m6fo1_500_large.jpg?1281340169"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 362px;" src="http://whi.s3.prod.lg1x8.simplecdn.net/images/3303342/tumblr_kz9su4Rymz1qa7m6fo1_500_large.jpg?1281340169" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;11. Check out the drapes in my room. It is to die for! I was actually surprised how God knew what my taste is like. It sure makes everything around me more lovely than it already is! Imagine my grave has drapes! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Twitter update: A grave draped in silk and satin, if you don't envy now you probably aren't yet dead!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://whi.s3.prod.lg1x8.simplecdn.net/images/3785556/tumblr_l88hs01yA51qbmzf9o1_400_large.jpg?1283917964"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 270px;" src="http://whi.s3.prod.lg1x8.simplecdn.net/images/3785556/tumblr_l88hs01yA51qbmzf9o1_400_large.jpg?1283917964" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;12. It is super cold in my grave. Never snowing and never freezing but really cold. The sun does shine in and the sea breeze does flow in depending on the mood I am in but nevertheless the weather is a constant. Maybe that is how He differentiates between the good ones and the sinners. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Facebook status update: God Loves Me ON and ON and ON like no other&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TIfwiPCVk_I/AAAAAAAABtI/Hfqop1cA5zI/s1600/tumblr_l7jwjq4zmq1qzkmfho1_500_large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 209px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TIfwiPCVk_I/AAAAAAAABtI/Hfqop1cA5zI/s400/tumblr_l7jwjq4zmq1qzkmfho1_500_large.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514640739681014770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;13. And finally there is HIM, with whom there was a commitment when I was alive. Surely he forgot because I had to drag him in the next room / grave. No No didn't kill him. He came on crawling reading all my 'Dear Future Husband' tags. He is gorgeous, for me. Check him out, he is always shirtless, just for me :D &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Facebook status update: My Dear Future Husband letters are now over! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now you are tempted to come into the next world aren't you? If not really maybe your conscience is too dry and dead already! :D It is a pleasure there, more than what it is here, or so I believe! I await the next abode with open arms - I know my worries will have a 'THE END' as soon as I am buried and left in isolation!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Join me :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://thursday-13.com/"&gt;Thursday-13&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/570490576090907301-2962451385809414407?l=2short2sweet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://2short2sweet.blogspot.com/2010/09/dying-to-be-dead.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Divaa Divine)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TIfuycNqX5I/AAAAAAAABtA/QSk2VJVzr7k/s72-c/tumblr_l6d3rfm1qk1qcsjc7o1_500_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-570490576090907301.post-7395907088156766521</guid><pubDate>Mon, 06 Sep 2010 07:14:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-09-06T12:28:20.117+05:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Sunday Scribblings</category><title>The Wait - I Wait!</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://serdarkocak.deviantart.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TISVH3UeJeI/AAAAAAAABso/sW1m81zzkL0/s400/wait_for___by_serdarkocak.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513695806149764578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;How long has it been when you exclaimed ‘just what I had been waiting for!’?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;If you ask me, it has been so forever that I can’t recall the time and date when the last time I exclaimed it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We are all waiting for something, one thing after the other. What causes wait for you? Why do you have to wait?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;If you ask me, I have to wait for my paycheck so I can pay off loans and get shopping done or buy that exquisite piece of artwork but cant because expenses don’t allow it. So I just wait, unless of course out of no where someone out of kindness puts an end to that wait. Most things revolve around money. Some go beyond the line to make their waits end faster, others, just wait for the sun to shine. I have waited and I am waiting, but Sunday Scribblings has given me the permission to actually think about the waits I have had to face, because I really don’t have a clue at my fingertips. I want to ponder, we all do. Maybe when that list is done, we’ll prioritize it and make it a little less of an agony it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://rye16.deviantart.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 247px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TISVWhZt64I/AAAAAAAABsw/LF0Pheiw6CA/s320/Wait_by_rye16.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513696057964227458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I do recall the tiresome wait I had when I was expecting to graduate and get a degree. Sometimes I felt I’ll be degree-less for life and I kept hoping and praying and begging to Allah to give me what I had worked towards for the long years spent in university. Alhamdullilah, God answered my prayers and in 3 years after graduation, they announced a convocation, and my name was on it, it was a feeling of more than ‘just what I had been waiting for!’ it was more thankfulness and gratitude. I still am very grateful. I graduated as a fashion designer and that doesn’t happen to everyone. So it is a big deal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I am waiting for a pay raise this year. I did get a very little one due to the recession (which is not that much a big deal now) but I want a good one. My work interest fluctuates and deteriorates when it isn’t rewarded monetarily. Everyone wants money. There are things to do and buy and get done. I can’t afford a laptop for myself just because I don’t have enough expenses ever and credit card is my enemy. So I wont buy it on credit either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://whi.s3.prod.lg1x8.simplecdn.net/images/3711972/4955365621_b9317dd2c3_z_large.jpg?1283566860"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 314px; height: 210px;" src="http://whi.s3.prod.lg1x8.simplecdn.net/images/3711972/4955365621_b9317dd2c3_z_large.jpg?1283566860" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My everlasting wait is for him, whom I have been wanting since forever. I don’t remember when the last time I did not pray to God was asking for him. Verbally or mutely, I always express my wan to HIM. Whatever happens in terms of wait, yes I believe it is God who makes us wait, weighing our intentions and needs and then deciding whether it should be given or not. I somehow feel He hasn’t forgiven me, at least my dad says so. I keep repenting for things I have done wrong, consciously and unconsciously, that which I didn’t know was wrong and that which I knew and still did. All wrongs I want Him to forgive, and I endlessly wait to get his approval on my needs and wants so I could get what I have been waiting for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://whi.s3.prod.lg1x8.simplecdn.net/images/3745492/4150482957_d6043640f0_z_large.jpg?1283728456"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 333px; height: 221px;" src="http://whi.s3.prod.lg1x8.simplecdn.net/images/3745492/4150482957_d6043640f0_z_large.jpg?1283728456" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I have been waiting to get back into my clothes from 3 years ago and I am desperately trying all diets to get there. Yes it will take some time, nothing happens in a day but my hopes are up, just waiting to get there. I should hope if this works then I shall share it with all who are suffering from what I have for so long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wait...&lt;br /&gt;wait...&lt;br /&gt;wait...&lt;br /&gt;wait...&lt;br /&gt;wait...&lt;br /&gt;wait...&lt;br /&gt;wait...&lt;br /&gt;wait...&lt;br /&gt;wait...&lt;br /&gt;wait...&lt;br /&gt;wait...&lt;br /&gt;wait...&lt;br /&gt;wait...&lt;br /&gt;wait...&lt;br /&gt;wait...&lt;br /&gt;wait...&lt;br /&gt;wait...&lt;br /&gt;wait...&lt;br /&gt;wait...&lt;br /&gt;wait...&lt;br /&gt;wait...&lt;br /&gt;wait...&lt;br /&gt;wait...&lt;br /&gt;wait...&lt;br /&gt;wait...&lt;br /&gt;wait...&lt;br /&gt;wait...&lt;br /&gt;wait...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://whi.s3.prod.lg1x8.simplecdn.net/images/3445564/37vertebrata_09_large.jpg?1282197481"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 331px; height: 220px;" src="http://whi.s3.prod.lg1x8.simplecdn.net/images/3445564/37vertebrata_09_large.jpg?1282197481" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As life moves on by, I sit here waiting for the present to change, the past to move away and the future to set in beautifully. Life is a constant wait, undoubtedly we have to work towards goals and aims and the middle thing ‘wait’ we all despise. I do! I know. It has been forever that generations in my country have waited for a saner and stable Pakistan. Some have lived all their lives on that ‘wait’ and hoped that one day it will happen. That one day hasn’t arrived in two of my generations. I have moved on from being a child to a grown woman and yet it is all the same. The same faces for politicians, the same tales and lies, the same insanity and brutal acts and the same wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;One after the other the wait list builds up. I want to wait for this country to have a say of its own. Like God giving it hands and legs and the capacity to throw and over throw that which it doesn’t like and want. The floods and earthquakes are perhaps a means of disposal but no one is taking the hint, then what?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://whi.s3.prod.lg1x8.simplecdn.net/images/3518012/tumblr_l7f37zr6lj1qd0f16o1_500_large.jpg?1282588289"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 303px; height: 201px;" src="http://whi.s3.prod.lg1x8.simplecdn.net/images/3518012/tumblr_l7f37zr6lj1qd0f16o1_500_large.jpg?1282588289" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I have waited and waited and still put on wait and hold for that one man out of so many to call my own. No I don’t want me to be the only thing in his world and he won’t be the only thing in mine, that’ll just get suffocating and we’ll kill each other but a husband, a life partner, a best friend, play mate, partner in crime, the one person who is never reluctant to grab my hand and jump in the pool, that one person who’ll go out with friends and lead a normal life and when he comes home he throws his arms around me and tells me everything fun they did. How much will I have to wait for that ONE? I really don’t want to get old and wrinkly and then get a 60 year old! Please! God knows best but my best years are now, why do I feel it is the rime for me to commit and He thinks otherwise – this is where I am waiting for Him to forgive me. I have wronged and probably it is a sin I can’t be forgiven for :( but I m repenting EVERY DAY! Because I want it SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I waiting for THE END? Already? NO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://whi.s3.prod.lg1x8.simplecdn.net/images/3195441/tumblr_l6dccwauhX1qcy2jio1_400_large.jpg?1280495070"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 296px; height: 275px;" src="http://whi.s3.prod.lg1x8.simplecdn.net/images/3195441/tumblr_l6dccwauhX1qcy2jio1_400_large.jpg?1280495070" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My end is near but not so near. Yes staying single will only have me see 35 – if in a commitment I’ll cross 50! Good things come to those who wait!!! Is there a defined term for that? Like a bond? That this is how much you’ll wait for and then your policy will mature and you’ll benefit? I am thinking I should get me an insurance, maybe someone will come for the money at least! It is becoming a sad world any way. Men want women who have everything so they don’t have to work too hard!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok Wait!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just WAIT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or else I’ll get overly emotional and have a tear burst!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let us cross our fingers and commit to wait!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Endure! Be patient! Your call will be answered SOON!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://sundayscribblings.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 224px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TISXIUI-K3I/AAAAAAAABs4/chMxhA3zdBU/s400/awq.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513698012909415282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;wait...&lt;br /&gt;wait...&lt;br /&gt;wait...&lt;br /&gt;wait...&lt;br /&gt;wait...&lt;br /&gt;wait...&lt;br /&gt;wait...&lt;br /&gt;wait...&lt;br /&gt;wait...&lt;br /&gt;wait...&lt;br /&gt;wait...&lt;br /&gt;wait...&lt;br /&gt;wait...&lt;br /&gt;wait...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/570490576090907301-7395907088156766521?l=2short2sweet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://2short2sweet.blogspot.com/2010/09/wait-i-wait.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Divaa Divine)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TISVH3UeJeI/AAAAAAAABso/sW1m81zzkL0/s72-c/wait_for___by_serdarkocak.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-570490576090907301.post-6407815017658530691</guid><pubDate>Fri, 03 Sep 2010 07:08:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-09-03T12:44:13.058+05:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Thursday-13</category><title>From House to Home</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I am no design divaa but yes aesthetics are something which I have plenty of. Thanks to Almighty and the Degree too... things are not as shallow as they are for some. While browsing some things really clicked my taste and I shall take the liberty via &lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://thursday-13.com/"&gt;Thursday-13&lt;/a&gt; to spill the happy interiors around here today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So as you see I am always late in my meme postings. I am still internet less at home! sadly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TICfl6siJoI/AAAAAAAABqY/qZ4UKCSkI-I/s1600/0510-warner-02-sofa-blue-tufted-de.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 313px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TICfl6siJoI/AAAAAAAABqY/qZ4UKCSkI-I/s400/0510-warner-02-sofa-blue-tufted-de.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512581417661507202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pile On the Pillows&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;One pair of pillows always looks skimpy. Use two pairs, in contrasting patterns, colors, and textures. I love the touch it adds to my couch and my bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TICfmU-Ax4I/AAAAAAAABqg/zJBLqjbwKEo/s1600/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 313px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TICfmU-Ax4I/AAAAAAAABqg/zJBLqjbwKEo/s400/2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512581424714139522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Buy a Bigger Bed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Small-scale furniture only makes a small bedroom look smaller. Yes they tell you fill smaller rooms with minimum stuff but no. Minimum objects maybe but don't compromise on the size. Try a high bed with a tall headboard. Your room will grow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TICfnIVyHdI/AAAAAAAABqw/W6GRhxKDiFI/s1600/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 313px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TICfnIVyHdI/AAAAAAAABqw/W6GRhxKDiFI/s400/4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512581438504050130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Large Collections Need Order&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Wall brackets can bring order to a large collection or odd shapes, which is what I considered before doing my room but then for some reason had to hold it back. You can try it. It really adds to the decorative aspect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TICfnaEXw7I/AAAAAAAABq4/k8BDVhYKdTE/s1600/5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 313px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TICfnaEXw7I/AAAAAAAABq4/k8BDVhYKdTE/s400/5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512581443262858162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Use a Real Rug in the Bathroom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Use a rug instead of a bath mat. It was made to withstand a lot more wear than the occasional wet foot. This is true but if you are habitual of too much wet all the time, I'd suggest you stick with the throw mat so you could easily take it out in the sun to dry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TICg6McNLnI/AAAAAAAABrA/U4mZ6SccEV4/s1600/6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 313px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TICg6McNLnI/AAAAAAAABrA/U4mZ6SccEV4/s400/6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512582865533873778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;It's Okay to Skip the Sofa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;There's no rule that a living room has to have a sofa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TICi-2PugvI/AAAAAAAABro/nzr4-Sj5gpE/s1600/311.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 338px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TICi-2PugvI/AAAAAAAABro/nzr4-Sj5gpE/s400/311.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512585144498553586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;White Works&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;You'll never get tired of a white room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://whi.s3.prod.lg1x8.simplecdn.net/images/748907/3720696281_d696c56c3f_large.jpg?1253566083"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 398px;" src="http://whi.s3.prod.lg1x8.simplecdn.net/images/748907/3720696281_d696c56c3f_large.jpg?1253566083" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Mix Styles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A four poster bed is a beautiful addition to any bedroom. It can add an elegant touch to your home decorating style, but these beds can be quite expensive. You can save money by building your own four poster bed. This allows you to create the bed you have always dreamed of having.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TICg7fdiQ3I/AAAAAAAABrY/Z8GPOkizIOM/s1600/9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 313px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TICg7fdiQ3I/AAAAAAAABrY/Z8GPOkizIOM/s400/9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512582887819592562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Layer Your Lighting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Four lamps are better than two. You need ambient light for mood and direct light for reading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TICg7kNnskI/AAAAAAAABrg/VprWeARMQJ0/s1600/10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 313px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TICg7kNnskI/AAAAAAAABrg/VprWeARMQJ0/s400/10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512582889095017026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tuck In Your Throws&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep throws under control. Fold them lengthwise, then in half, then tuck them into cushions. Gives a clean touch to elegance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TICk7nvyl3I/AAAAAAAABrw/LetLGqMpzC4/s1600/11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 313px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TICk7nvyl3I/AAAAAAAABrw/LetLGqMpzC4/s400/11.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512587288090154866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Skirted Furniture Finishes a Room&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too many chair and table legs can make a room "nervous." A skirted piece or two will make it feel "grounded."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TICk8GmVdzI/AAAAAAAABr4/TqxGZFwEoVE/s1600/12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 313px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TICk8GmVdzI/AAAAAAAABr4/TqxGZFwEoVE/s400/12.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512587296371996466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kick Your Traditional Coffee Table to the Curb&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most versatile coffee table you'll ever own is an ottoman topped with a tray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TICk8jmp59I/AAAAAAAABsA/R7TqG7WsTVk/s1600/13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 313px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TICk8jmp59I/AAAAAAAABsA/R7TqG7WsTVk/s400/13.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512587304157964242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Gold Is Gorgeous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Gold is back in a big way. A few accents will warm up a room, like this classic living room in the picture above.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TICk80njLhI/AAAAAAAABsI/T7VKrO4IaqQ/s1600/14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 313px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TICk80njLhI/AAAAAAAABsI/T7VKrO4IaqQ/s400/14.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512587308725120530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Plants Cheer Up a Lonely Corner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing softens a lonely corner in a big room like a potted tree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TIClmk4jlJI/AAAAAAAABsQ/2EDLj7LSv_4/s1600/15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 313px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TIClmk4jlJI/AAAAAAAABsQ/2EDLj7LSv_4/s400/15.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512588026055988370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Switch Up Your Seating&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mix up the seating at your dining table. You wouldn't have eight identical chairs in your living area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TIClm8C3BpI/AAAAAAAABsY/euJOyr8T7eU/s1600/16.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 313px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TIClm8C3BpI/AAAAAAAABsY/euJOyr8T7eU/s400/16.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512588032273221266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Don't Forget the Closet Lighting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love your closets. Paint them, paper them, hang pictures in them to inspire you. And definitely light them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I exceeded 13 again! so what? Who is counting when you are getting best tips and tricks that nobody ever tells you about decorating. I found it and I shared it and yes maybe I filtered it too. But bottom line is, if you want to make a house, a home, you got to pay attention to how you decorate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what are you waiting for, this weekend do some fun around your home and revive what is now dry and boring **smiles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/570490576090907301-6407815017658530691?l=2short2sweet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://2short2sweet.blogspot.com/2010/09/from-house-to-home.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Divaa Divine)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TICfl6siJoI/AAAAAAAABqY/qZ4UKCSkI-I/s72-c/0510-warner-02-sofa-blue-tufted-de.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-570490576090907301.post-3000967260669707142</guid><pubDate>Tue, 31 Aug 2010 07:15:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-08-31T14:02:56.513+05:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Sunday Scribblings</category><title>For we walk by faith, not by sight!</title><description>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/THzE01KrLoI/AAAAAAAABqI/q7AVG2nnJ8g/s1600/main.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/THzE01KrLoI/AAAAAAAABqI/q7AVG2nnJ8g/s400/main.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511496455898738306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;My faith?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Much of beauty one admires and enjoys is really our own beauty being reflected back to us. The beauty we nurture inside ourselves enables us to see beauty in the world around us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;There is beauty in every direction -- in our world, in our home, our family, the work we do, the things we love, our faith, and the people in our life. Yes my faith tells me that the inner me has greater control on the outer me. How I wish my outer to be comes from within and around me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Faith is one of the most talked about things and the most lacking aspects of each of our lives today. We all like to boast it, but practicing it is surely far from happening. Heading in full speed towards the pit of hatred, for one another, religions that we don't understand and ways of life that we can't comprehend, that we're killing people solely on the basis of them not being on the path we are on. Who ever said and gave you that right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It is a free universe, with a manual as our guide. Do as you must with yourself but why all the chaos all around especially regarding Faith! Some will confuse faith with religion, which is not true. Religion is God-send, Faith is individual. My faith is how I comprehend my religion and the life I have been given to live. Either I bolt my door promising never to open it again or I keep it open, facing everything and only making myself stronger!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;If you don’t agree with my ideas, just don’t talk to me about it. There are better ways of communication than argument and debate. Faith is a beautiful thing; it is the fine line between reality and fantasy. My faith is open-ended and not vague. I like to adapt new ideas and new voices. I never said it will be like yours,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I will in my own way try to spill my faith full ness and hope that you’ll guide me if and where I seem to lack. Together we can make better changes in each of our lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/THy8-1pZdnI/AAAAAAAABnI/LiGCicrDF6g/s1600/4910355829_99d600ae4a_z_large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 247px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/THy8-1pZdnI/AAAAAAAABnI/LiGCicrDF6g/s400/4910355829_99d600ae4a_z_large.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511487831733270130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Pain is a temporary suffering, which seems to go on forever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/THy9Bb2W6cI/AAAAAAAABng/O3gu3rnJVZU/s1600/Sparkly_Frosty_Vertigo_Sunrise_by_KeswickPinhead.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 279px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/THy9Bb2W6cI/AAAAAAAABng/O3gu3rnJVZU/s400/Sparkly_Frosty_Vertigo_Sunrise_by_KeswickPinhead.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511487876347914690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. God is in control and that he is steering me in the right direction!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/THy8-Re0c3I/AAAAAAAABnA/hn67p0s-3-k/s1600/4904277123_98b1b05e6a_large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/THy8-Re0c3I/AAAAAAAABnA/hn67p0s-3-k/s400/4904277123_98b1b05e6a_large.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511487822025225074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Everything I go through has something good in it for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/THy9Ambp3VI/AAAAAAAABnQ/lpCgM-f21VQ/s1600/4912136364_3405f74b4d_z_large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/THy9Ambp3VI/AAAAAAAABnQ/lpCgM-f21VQ/s400/4912136364_3405f74b4d_z_large.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511487862008831314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Democracy has been corrupted to the core and has become incorrigibly decayed in Pakistan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/THy9A2EV5wI/AAAAAAAABnY/fr7rgv2oxf0/s1600/little_sunrise_by_werol.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 271px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/THy9A2EV5wI/AAAAAAAABnY/fr7rgv2oxf0/s400/little_sunrise_by_werol.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511487866206021378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Meritocracy can replace Democracy in Pakistan as the viable alternative which can steer us out of the morass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/THy-Wm4YXhI/AAAAAAAABoI/rxIioXhschY/s1600/5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/THy-Wm4YXhI/AAAAAAAABoI/rxIioXhschY/s400/5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511489339598069266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;6. I do have faith that one day my life will change for the better and that I will be happy. I really do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/THy-UNA_XqI/AAAAAAAABno/Q-9xTsIDwxg/s1600/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/THy-UNA_XqI/AAAAAAAABno/Q-9xTsIDwxg/s400/1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511489298295119522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;7. I know and believe that it’ll get better with time. It’s going to be fixed. It always does, just takes time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/THy-V3O5lwI/AAAAAAAABn4/xFkBa2iu7zU/s1600/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/THy-V3O5lwI/AAAAAAAABn4/xFkBa2iu7zU/s400/3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511489326807619330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;8. There is never a sudden revelation, a complete and tidy explanation for why it happened, or why it ends, or why or who you are. You want one and I want one, but there isn’t one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/THy-UgQMb0I/AAAAAAAABnw/IFcpnBBAI4M/s1600/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/THy-UgQMb0I/AAAAAAAABnw/IFcpnBBAI4M/s400/2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511489303459163970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. The greater my capacity to love, the greater my capacity to endure pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/THzCbwL6KfI/AAAAAAAABo4/v9DVNQZVLAA/s1600/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/THzCbwL6KfI/AAAAAAAABo4/v9DVNQZVLAA/s400/1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511493826041752050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. It takes a rare thing, a turning point, to free from any obsession.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/THzCdVipCLI/AAAAAAAABpY/go_VM1c0kVo/s1600/5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/THzCdVipCLI/AAAAAAAABpY/go_VM1c0kVo/s400/5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511493853249079474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;11. The day he walks into my life, every doubt will rest, every thirst will quench and I’ll have all answers to my unanswered questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/THzCdMHhZ4I/AAAAAAAABpQ/DFyZjP8JpGg/s1600/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 394px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/THzCdMHhZ4I/AAAAAAAABpQ/DFyZjP8JpGg/s400/4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511493850719414146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;12. There is always one person you love who becomes that definition. This is the person who unknowingly sets the template for what you will always love about other people, even if some of these lovable qualities are self-destructive and unreasonable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/THzEPE4UqKI/AAAAAAAABp4/2A5TLd5T5Rg/s1600/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/THzEPE4UqKI/AAAAAAAABp4/2A5TLd5T5Rg/s400/4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511495807281703074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. I have always believed that the best relationships are the ones that evolve from friendship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/THy-WBWU2hI/AAAAAAAABoA/Q-a86bygjxs/s1600/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 358px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/THy-WBWU2hI/AAAAAAAABoA/Q-a86bygjxs/s400/4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511489329523120658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Letting go doesn’t mean giving up, but rather accepting that there are things that cannot be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/THzBZbedyEI/AAAAAAAABoQ/MWO_PH2GmWs/s1600/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/THzBZbedyEI/AAAAAAAABoQ/MWO_PH2GmWs/s400/1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511492686611073090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Someday, someone is going to walk into my life and make me realize why it never worked out with anyone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/THzBbLYYjaI/AAAAAAAABow/XQpiz2BpcT8/s1600/5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/THzBbLYYjaI/AAAAAAAABow/XQpiz2BpcT8/s400/5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511492716650335650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. There are some bonds in life which can never break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/THzEOUtpAhI/AAAAAAAABpo/l-yEROHtlUA/s1600/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/THzEOUtpAhI/AAAAAAAABpo/l-yEROHtlUA/s400/2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511495794351997458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;17. To let go isn’t to forget, not to think about, or ignore. It doesn’t leave feelings of anger, jealousy, or regret. It is learning and experiencing and growing. To let go is to be thankful for the experiences that made you laugh, made you cry, and made you grow. It’s about all that you have, all that you had, and all that you will soon gain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/THzEPbT8P5I/AAAAAAAABqA/qrY0r1pqDF8/s1600/5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/THzEPbT8P5I/AAAAAAAABqA/qrY0r1pqDF8/s400/5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511495813303123858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. I believe that laughing and kissing are the best calorie burners.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/THzEOtysr6I/AAAAAAAABpw/1Lg6ken0vjU/s1600/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/THzEOtysr6I/AAAAAAAABpw/1Lg6ken0vjU/s400/3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511495801084096418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. I believe in being strong when everything seems to be going wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/THzCcg27D2I/AAAAAAAABpI/2G3YYIwJMKA/s1600/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 275px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/THzCcg27D2I/AAAAAAAABpI/2G3YYIwJMKA/s400/3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511493839107067746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. I know when I am happy I look pretty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/THzEN1mE-NI/AAAAAAAABpg/wjHpARSUHOg/s1600/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 283px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/THzEN1mE-NI/AAAAAAAABpg/wjHpARSUHOg/s400/1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511495785998776530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. It is not the end when this day ends, there is tomorrow and there is a new beginning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/THzBamGo6nI/AAAAAAAABoo/7rKG68Ub6vc/s1600/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 303px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/THzBamGo6nI/AAAAAAAABoo/7rKG68Ub6vc/s400/4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511492706643798642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Miracles happen to those who believe in the beauty of their dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hope your faith has increased and become better while you went through the faith in my life. Yes I am human and I have my down moments, but then there is always a rise. The end is far from happening just as yet, no matter how much me or anyone wants it for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;In my human capacity I will continue to look out for the better to come. I have much to deliver responsibly and Inshallah I will get there by hook or by crook!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My Faith Mantra, You could Chant it too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;I will write my own ending,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;I will not succumb to hopelessness!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walk with me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sundayscribblings.blogspot.com/"&gt;SUNDAY SCRIBBLINGS&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/570490576090907301-3000967260669707142?l=2short2sweet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://2short2sweet.blogspot.com/2010/08/for-we-walk-by-faith-not-by-sight.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Divaa Divine)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/THzE01KrLoI/AAAAAAAABqI/q7AVG2nnJ8g/s72-c/main.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-570490576090907301.post-5340767841369736785</guid><pubDate>Sat, 28 Aug 2010 16:01:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-08-28T21:08:18.974+05:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Thursday-13</category><title>Things they told me never to tell you</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://whi.s3.prod.lg1x8.simplecdn.net/images/3599878/tumblr_l7t3fyI9eu1qcoj8po1_500_large.jpg?1283008727"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 335px;" src="http://whi.s3.prod.lg1x8.simplecdn.net/images/3599878/tumblr_l7t3fyI9eu1qcoj8po1_500_large.jpg?1283008727" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I am far from having a husband but then that will never stop me from imagining now could it. Of course we all have some terms and conditions for getting something and applying something to our lives. I have tried to blog my disgust about the last week and this too, regarding the Pakistani menace but now I am totally fed up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So here goes my … if I had a husband right now there are things which I’d tell him even though other women would find it more easy and proper to be discreet about. I for one believe that there is no veil in between a man and his wife, and so what I feel I’ll say and he should too because I’ll really want him to, no matter how negative it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Silence is never the cure and keeping something nice too isn’t worth it. When in matrimony do as one soul in one body. Not two distinct people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A little inspiration has been taken from something I read a while ago. I have been going through the misery of no internet access at home so I just have to blog today or else I’ll choke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So my dear husband, be ready to be bored!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;(or rather dear reader, I am on that route again)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://whi.s3.prod.lg1x8.simplecdn.net/images/3599743/tumblr_l7i429NNUD1qc2yu0o1_500_large.jpg?1283008021"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 315px;" src="http://whi.s3.prod.lg1x8.simplecdn.net/images/3599743/tumblr_l7i429NNUD1qc2yu0o1_500_large.jpg?1283008021" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1. I may all that in control of a situation, but the fact remains that you are my man and I heavily rely on you for all sorts of comforts. You are the essence of my being. It is because you are with me that I am a stronger and better person. Hand in hand we will conquer most of what they say is unimaginable Inshallah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://whi.s3.prod.lg1x8.simplecdn.net/images/3094315/tumblr_l5rvws4LPs1qc6ugdo1_500_large.png?1279730233"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 495px; height: 331px;" src="http://whi.s3.prod.lg1x8.simplecdn.net/images/3094315/tumblr_l5rvws4LPs1qc6ugdo1_500_large.png?1279730233" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;2. all the chivalrous things that you do, like opening the door, carrying the grocery bags, tucking me in when I am sick, kissing me every morning no matter how you feel, it all accounts for something big for me. I love you for pampering me that way and yes even if you didn’t I’d still love you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://whi.s3.prod.lg1x8.simplecdn.net/images/3595997/3678507691_6a541c7492_z_large.jpg?1282982213"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 398px; height: 640px;" src="http://whi.s3.prod.lg1x8.simplecdn.net/images/3595997/3678507691_6a541c7492_z_large.jpg?1282982213" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;3. Having a life commitment with you is so comforting and wonderful. I love knowing that we are a team and that we're going to be on the same team forever (or I hope so). You fit the frame of my Prince Charming and you should know that I have waited for you all my life; no one comes close to what you are, remember that always.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://whi.s3.prod.lg1x8.simplecdn.net/images/3589938/tumblr_l7u0ft9fD31qbk2meo1_400_large.jpg?1282948536"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 600px;" src="http://whi.s3.prod.lg1x8.simplecdn.net/images/3589938/tumblr_l7u0ft9fD31qbk2meo1_400_large.jpg?1282948536" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;4. Yes I want you to be possessive about me and be jealous when I introduce you to an old friend or class mate. You should have that high about me all the time because that really does my ‘belonging to you’ a lot of good. Just don’t get to over the board with it, like I said you’ll always top my list.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://whi.s3.prod.lg1x8.simplecdn.net/images/3593668/z212930567_large.jpg?1282965047"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://whi.s3.prod.lg1x8.simplecdn.net/images/3593668/z212930567_large.jpg?1282965047" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;5. Christian Bale is sexy, Hugh Jackman is irresistible, Akshay Kumar is delicious, but you my sweet heart are a package of all three and never have I fantasized cuddling with anyone but you and now you are here; in my reality – woweee!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://whi.s3.prod.lg1x8.simplecdn.net/images/3223720/4355030648_90c8bec2ce_o_large.jpg?1280845518"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 350px;" src="http://whi.s3.prod.lg1x8.simplecdn.net/images/3223720/4355030648_90c8bec2ce_o_large.jpg?1280845518" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;6. Some things are just too important and intimate to share and I will never let our intimacy be the talk of tongues. Yes I do share my disliking about what your mother did or sister did, but what you do and how we cope up and how mushy you are etc. that is for me to know and is our secret to keep. Believe when I say and never fear that which I haven’t uttered.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://whi.s3.prod.lg1x8.simplecdn.net/images/3569892/tumblr_l7s1kfjPU91qcd5m6o1_500_large.jpg?1282855617"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 333px;" src="http://whi.s3.prod.lg1x8.simplecdn.net/images/3569892/tumblr_l7s1kfjPU91qcd5m6o1_500_large.jpg?1282855617" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;7. Yes I do think about love-making a lot, but with you. You think you can beat me to it? I doubt it, try me if you must but let us not get carried away **wink&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://whi.s3.prod.lg1x8.simplecdn.net/images/3570855/tumblr_l734k1W2WS1qd4ujro1_500_large.jpg?1282859852"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 334px;" src="http://whi.s3.prod.lg1x8.simplecdn.net/images/3570855/tumblr_l734k1W2WS1qd4ujro1_500_large.jpg?1282859852" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;8. You know about my obsessive nature and yet you calmly accept me with it and other flaws. It is because you are genuine to me, I feel the pride of having a diamond found, even if it took as long as it did. Thank you, I love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://maxim-energy.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/10/happy-pregnant.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 460px; height: 360px;" src="http://maxim-energy.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/10/happy-pregnant.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;9. You made me a mother and I can never be grateful enough. So yes they say it takes two to make something this grand but this is more, this is that priceless possession that no money in the world could equal. The little things that you do and turn my life around for the better makes me love you so much more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://whi.s3.prod.lg1x8.simplecdn.net/images/3557599/tumblr_l7mwnrJUv41qc4ghko1_400_large.jpg?1282784489"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 281px; height: 350px;" src="http://whi.s3.prod.lg1x8.simplecdn.net/images/3557599/tumblr_l7mwnrJUv41qc4ghko1_400_large.jpg?1282784489" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;10. I know how it annoys you that I go on and on about how great my dad is. And I am so sorry that I sound like I am criticizing you. But honey I really don’t mean to say what you think I said, I love my dad for being the man for so long in my life, but I am just his princess, which is just natural. You are my king and you should never forget that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://whi.s3.prod.lg1x8.simplecdn.net/images/3558153/tumblr_l7qk94l6xi1qc7au7o1_500_large.jpg?1282786686"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 333px;" src="http://whi.s3.prod.lg1x8.simplecdn.net/images/3558153/tumblr_l7qk94l6xi1qc7au7o1_500_large.jpg?1282786686" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;11. I am not the best thing that walked the face of this earth and I will never ever walk all over you trying to impose my being on you, but know for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://whi.s3.prod.lg1x8.simplecdn.net/images/3551411/tumblr_l7pq8j19cz1qbw7wgo1_500_large.jpg?1282759468"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 334px;" src="http://whi.s3.prod.lg1x8.simplecdn.net/images/3551411/tumblr_l7pq8j19cz1qbw7wgo1_500_large.jpg?1282759468" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;12. I love you, hubby!  You are the love of my life and I just couldn’t make it without you.  I wouldn’t want to try.  You are the icing on the cake, the smile on my face, the only man who could please me and love me for the way I am. I hope and pray that forever I wake in your arms, listen to your voice and be in love with you. You make life great for me. Thank you for all you do and all you are!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://whi.s3.prod.lg1x8.simplecdn.net/images/3236618/Nathan_Haley_large.jpg?1280924503"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 351px;" src="http://whi.s3.prod.lg1x8.simplecdn.net/images/3236618/Nathan_Haley_large.jpg?1280924503" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;13. I do respect that you take everything your mother, brother, sister or father very seriously in all matters of life but regarding living our married life, isn't that our call to make sweetie? I love how we discuss things and then find a way about it, knowing that together we are a better force than ten people all together. I love you for finding place for me in your already occupied life :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So hubby dearest, since you are the best thing that has happened to me, will you not tell me how good I have done for you? hehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes I am waiting - with an open mind, and an open heart and I know the day you say that which I think you will, I'll be yours instantly :) Waited too long now!&lt;br /&gt;Come! Please!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://thursday-13.com"&gt;Thursday-13&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/570490576090907301-5340767841369736785?l=2short2sweet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://2short2sweet.blogspot.com/2010/08/things-they-told-me-never-to-tell-you.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Divaa Divine)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-570490576090907301.post-4876357392607443894</guid><pubDate>Wed, 25 Aug 2010 10:18:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-08-26T09:46:14.375+05:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Sunday Scribblings</category><title>Dangerous</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://whi.s3.prod.lg1x8.simplecdn.net/images/1738285/Rawalpindi-Pakistan-Afgha-006_large.jpg?1269194049"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 316px;" src="http://whi.s3.prod.lg1x8.simplecdn.net/images/1738285/Rawalpindi-Pakistan-Afgha-006_large.jpg?1269194049" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yes it is dangerous – where Pakistan is headed it is very dangerous – people around the globe are now scared of us because of who we are projecting ourselves to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not sure where this nonsense really takes birth but it has been happening for the longest time ever – but now it seems to just get worse. What is mob justice? Who gives incompetent bunch of fanatics the right to judiciary? Did anywhere in the constitution has it occurred? Or was a bill passed which isn’t in my knowledge?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who yet don’t have the picture of DANGER this country of mine is becoming, thanks to the successive wrong governments and the wrong people and the wrong outside influences… many more reasons to be wrong but overall it keeps walking down the wrong aisle and it is so sloppy that climbing back or rewinding is not a possibility.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let’s look at the events of street vigilantism, the ones I remember:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• Burning of bandits, Karachi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• Burning of Bandits, Karachi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• Beating-till-death of bandits, Karachi. The bandits were also tied to a jeep and dragged on streets&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• Murder of a Hindu worker in a factory by a mob of “Muslim” co-workers on alleged “Tauheen-a-Risalat” remarks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• Murder of two Christian brothers in Sialkot by a mob accused of using defamatory remarks for the Holy Prophet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• Murder/lynching of the young Butt brothers in Sialkot by a mob&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• All ‘street justice’ performed by the Taliban terrorists in Swat/Malakand (including whipping, slaughtering, hanging and chopping off body parts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• Throwing of Kainat Soomro in front of dogs in Karachi by an honor bitten mob comprising of her family members&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This macabre practice of ‘street justice’ has been rampant in our society. And it just keeps getting worse because none of the governments has done anything legally to ensure that it never happens. It is like they have their own rule of law, their justice and their verdict, and as time goes on the disgusting souls in human skins are trying by all means to justify their violence, promote it and hence one day it shall be institutionalized. Thanks to the pity-some personnel in power.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Power in Pakistan is a dangerous thing. And over the period of time it just hasn’t become any better. 60+ years and no luck. Another 10+ too wont make any difference … if I am alive to see that day, I shall write about it – if not then you’ll know via somebody else’s blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many blog friends I have from all over the world. They read me and tell me great things to boost my morale… what sort of an impression will I have after this danger gets worse? The people of the place I belong in have made a slaughterhouse of this country. When they will – who they will – they just rid off him instantly. I am too tired being scared, too tired to being tied up in the anguish of the so called nation. We are so divided amongst ourselves and have one way or the other of justifying it – do you see a future for me? I sure hope I die before I see things any worse than it has been.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://whi.s3.prod.lg1x8.simplecdn.net/images/3377577/tumblr_l74k9qbGTZ1qclwnao1_500_large.jpg?1281813917"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 333px;" src="http://whi.s3.prod.lg1x8.simplecdn.net/images/3377577/tumblr_l74k9qbGTZ1qclwnao1_500_large.jpg?1281813917" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We are a failed state because of our own moral decline!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“There is such a sense of sickening moral superiority in Pakistanis, it needs to be addressed. All we care about is foreign policy, eager to point out the hypocrisies of the world, silent on our domestic, or even local life.” So says Fasi Zaka, and he is right - very right!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want to know why I am boiling so much you should just go &lt;a href="http://tribune.com.pk/story/42156/do-we-even-want-this-barbarism-to-stop/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; and read for yourself. Tell me I am insane in ridiculing my own countrymen. Because I had hopes, which this and many like this episode weaken and keep weakening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I apologize for scaring you, please forgive me, for I am a Pakistani who loves her country but doubts in the future of it – or rather any goodness of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Please sign the &lt;a href="http://www.ipetitions.com/petition/studentsforjustice_sialkotbrothers/"&gt;Petition of Justice for Sialkot Brothers&lt;/a&gt;. We need as many signatures as possible, so it'll be a huge effort on your part if you forward the list to your friends and colleagues.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/sundayscribblings.blogspot.com"&gt;Sunday Scribblings&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/570490576090907301-4876357392607443894?l=2short2sweet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://2short2sweet.blogspot.com/2010/08/dangerous.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Divaa Divine)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-570490576090907301.post-4575420685166492889</guid><pubDate>Fri, 20 Aug 2010 09:20:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-08-20T14:39:24.983+05:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Thursday-13</category><title>you didn't see that coming did you?</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TG5H_xiJbwI/AAAAAAAABkw/h8h-DZAaW38/s1600/3893438536_c5134568c3_large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TG5H_xiJbwI/AAAAAAAABkw/h8h-DZAaW38/s400/3893438536_c5134568c3_large.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507418555274587906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;While my country is sinking in an array of problems without a solution implemented, I sit in my cozy office with my neat and clean desk writing a post because I think I haven’t in a long time. I haven’t lived in a long time to be honest. I am just alive and breathing and that ends it there. The irony of this life, especially as a Pakistani is that, there is no exit from what is. There is always a catch 22 (hope I need not explain that). Get out of this and get into that. We weren’t done with handling the moronic terrorist attacks and now the floods come running in, in full speed. There is a sign in all of this, and it spells D O O M. but who is paying heed? The rat president? The dispersed nation? Yea well none have the time or the capacity to deliver in their respective positions and power.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am saddened by the loss of lives and homes and almost 14 million people who have no where to go but to come down here in Karachi and make the existing population of the city miserable. Yes we need aid, but more than that we need the right allocation of that aid. Someone to keep a check on it too. I mean let’s face it, the rat is a big fat crocodile for real and his appetite for money is never satisfied. He can eat every one of us and yet be insanely hungry. May his grave be filled the exact number of blood sucking and greedy insects that could mutilate him on and on until the Day of Judgment. Amen. I am sorry I can pray for his sanity because he has none.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going back to things I haven’t done in the longest time. Well well, some are just what I haven’t done in 3 weeks but will carry on for a good number of weeks now; and as I recall I see my drool. Yes I see it too! Ok so much for the tragedy that envelopes the city. I cannot overlook what my life or something is all about. For unknown reasons I have been visiting interior sites just to get some inspiration for doing my room or my house to be, when I get married. Yes it may be all lavish in the pictures and hence very pricey, but I sure can work up something to meet what I see reasonably and inexpensively.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Did I just drift from what I was going to talk about?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That happens, especially when you write one part of the post on one day and continue it on the next day. Change in mood, weather and every thing else. Throat feels sore but that is ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Now for the 13!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am fasting so no pictures of things that I haven't eaten in the longest time. Yes I shall share the things I hardly ever confess or say out loud anywhere at all. I appear all arrogant and bitchy to most and that surely deceives you from the real me. I just can't confess that I am lonely and I need someone desperately. I will never show it and hence you will never know it. Why be so needy to get something? Is it not enough to know that I am capable of meeting your needs and exceeding your expectations? Of course not. A man can only act when he sees that he is wanted and someone is too desperate for him. Can't a woman with an individuality make a good wife? Oh hell I am going off topic already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;13 things I hate about me! you didn't see that coming did you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I hate it when I am almost falling for someone but either that someone already has somebody in his life or is way younger to me. I hate my miscalculation with their age and maturity! Looks still to an extent deceive me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TG5IdTPg-aI/AAAAAAAABlA/mwuUN_FiItQ/s1600/tumblr_l0mplrhrZy1qa53bzo1_500_large.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TG5IdTPg-aI/AAAAAAAABlA/mwuUN_FiItQ/s400/tumblr_l0mplrhrZy1qa53bzo1_500_large.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507419062539450786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I hate the fact that whenever I have rice or roti or sweet stuff my tummy instantly bulges. It irritates me to be so handicapped with food items. I see women hogging on and being completely insane with food and yet they are so slim that it isn't even funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://whi.s3.prod.lg1x8.simplecdn.net/images/1857074/tumblr_ky85h6lpJD1qaedipo1_500_large.jpg?1270415369"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 333px;" src="http://whi.s3.prod.lg1x8.simplecdn.net/images/1857074/tumblr_ky85h6lpJD1qaedipo1_500_large.jpg?1270415369" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I hate missing my future husband so much. I don't even know what he looks like and yet I cannot stop dreaming about him, talking to him and emphasizing on every detail that is to be and not is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TG5IcqNCtUI/AAAAAAAABk4/CQozQMy_jlU/s1600/2czom78_large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TG5IcqNCtUI/AAAAAAAABk4/CQozQMy_jlU/s400/2czom78_large.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507419051523224898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I hate to be around where I am. I am a proud Karachick but what is happening here and in the country lately has taken me down in spirits. I hate to see a slum dog for President and other political parties just hungry fo power roaming the country and ripping it apart just to feed themselves. Pathetic Pakistan is what it is turning out to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TG5JzX4YIyI/AAAAAAAABlg/jLlNw4V6Kf8/s1600/4428563388_e3cb4f23b4_o_large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TG5JzX4YIyI/AAAAAAAABlg/jLlNw4V6Kf8/s400/4428563388_e3cb4f23b4_o_large.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507420541253329698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I hate to be the apple of all eyes, I simply am a one man woman and that surely should spell that flattery from every tom, dick and harry doesn't work for me. I am not inclined towards sparkling due to words like 'you are gorgeous'!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://whi.s3.prod.lg1x8.simplecdn.net/images/1874750/tumblr_l0gnlo0XTS1qaxjh5o1_500_large.jpg?1270574044"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 333px;" src="http://whi.s3.prod.lg1x8.simplecdn.net/images/1874750/tumblr_l0gnlo0XTS1qaxjh5o1_500_large.jpg?1270574044" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. I hate to be still single. I don't hate being a divorcee, that has opened my eyes to many things in terms of relationships, in laws and men but being single is like being half-naked and I hate being so wanting to be in one out of love! just out of love!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TG5Jy1NsuMI/AAAAAAAABlY/YblYevSIxXo/s1600/510614-7-1272469600240_large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TG5Jy1NsuMI/AAAAAAAABlY/YblYevSIxXo/s400/510614-7-1272469600240_large.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507420531947518146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. I hate that I live a little and let life just pass by without a purpose. I hate to be so inclined towards a single goal and I hate that I sob so much about it that some times I am breathless and totally gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TG5JyZdoe9I/AAAAAAAABlQ/BDQ0vFreB60/s1600/tumblr_l6id2qaNco1qafol9o1_500_large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 298px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TG5JyZdoe9I/AAAAAAAABlQ/BDQ0vFreB60/s400/tumblr_l6id2qaNco1qafol9o1_500_large.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507420524498156498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. I hate how I can push everyone to have belief in themselves but when it comes to me, I hardly ever can keep the faith. I can go on with doing good to all but when it comes down to me, it actually is down and out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://whi.s3.prod.lg1x8.simplecdn.net/images/1712849/4440173737_c2936b9152_large.jpg?1268913807"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 334px;" src="http://whi.s3.prod.lg1x8.simplecdn.net/images/1712849/4440173737_c2936b9152_large.jpg?1268913807" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. I hate how I drool over pictures of couples. They inspire and they make me excited but that is about it, there is no taking it further.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TG5IeNgV7II/AAAAAAAABlI/NCCnAsUdEq4/s1600/tumblr_l7ft1wc9Xn1qcgyeno1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 399px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TG5IeNgV7II/AAAAAAAABlI/NCCnAsUdEq4/s400/tumblr_l7ft1wc9Xn1qcgyeno1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507419078179286146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. I hate the lavish homes that I browse through every day. Living in an apartment has its plus but I sure would hate me for ever if I don't own a house which I make a comfy home of someday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_kumicsJLYn1qzznboo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 408px;" src="http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_kumicsJLYn1qzznboo1_500.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. I hate that I have to be on a diet all the time and yet the weightloss is never too great. I sure hope what I am at today works out fine and for a longer period of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l76zyqgHzA1qc4obho1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 334px;" src="http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l76zyqgHzA1qc4obho1_500.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. I hate the pricey tags on clothes they sell. I am a designer and yet I don't rip people off their bucks. I hate it when I like something and I just want it so bad, but can't buy it because my pay doesn't allow me and daddy won't lend me a dime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://whi.s3.prod.lg1x8.simplecdn.net/images/1623347/tumblr_kwksnfdyb91qa11rvo1_500_large.jpg?1267822171"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 484px;" src="http://whi.s3.prod.lg1x8.simplecdn.net/images/1623347/tumblr_kwksnfdyb91qa11rvo1_500_large.jpg?1267822171" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. I hate to always make calculated moves. I can't live with an out loud attitude and be free from my inner chains and solitude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are many more reasons to hate myself but I am limiting my list for now. I don't wanna sound repetitive and lose your companionship on board :) Happy Weekend to you all. May it be relaxing and rewarding!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/570490576090907301-4575420685166492889?l=2short2sweet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://2short2sweet.blogspot.com/2010/08/you-didnt-see-that-coming-did-you.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Divaa Divine)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TG5H_xiJbwI/AAAAAAAABkw/h8h-DZAaW38/s72-c/3893438536_c5134568c3_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-570490576090907301.post-4301366839605958852</guid><pubDate>Fri, 13 Aug 2010 22:47:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-08-14T03:47:33.993+05:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Days in a Day</category><title>What's to Celebrate?</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TGUXdmjpR4I/AAAAAAAABhQ/vgD0jaUOeK4/s1600/fallleafbackground.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 311px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TGUXdmjpR4I/AAAAAAAABhQ/vgD0jaUOeK4/s400/fallleafbackground.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504831916863997826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot say anything more -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Especially after saying so much in "&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://2short2sweet.blogspot.com/2010/08/are-we-there-yet.html"&gt;Are we there yet&lt;/a&gt;?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is not because of the incapacity I hold in my skills to spill...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but because under the notorious leadership I am just as criminal as them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I can do is let out a sigh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And move on with my life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is this it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The purpose of the "Freedom Movement"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really am no philosopher like &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Allama Iqbal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or a leader like &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Quaid e Azam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I have the heart and soul of a Pakistani -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which is why I bleed when my country bleeds ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But is this bleeding enough to give life to Pakistan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You and I got to do more than just think of a witty answer to this one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Bless!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pakistan Zindabad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/570490576090907301-4301366839605958852?l=2short2sweet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://2short2sweet.blogspot.com/2010/08/whats-to-celebrate.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Divaa Divine)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TGUXdmjpR4I/AAAAAAAABhQ/vgD0jaUOeK4/s72-c/fallleafbackground.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-570490576090907301.post-8564134413774255019</guid><pubDate>Fri, 13 Aug 2010 04:48:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-08-13T12:32:40.658+05:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Thursday-13</category><title>OMG that is so true for me</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://thursday-13.com"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TGTR1krzBkI/AAAAAAAABew/WV8eTiAwrcg/s320/colorful,leaf,yellow,leaves,autumn,nature-642fdb6345c91657685a94c3e235304e_h.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504755362864236098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It is FRIDAY THE 13th TODAY :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May we have more celebrations and reasons to smile today and every day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pour some Creativi TEA - Hospitali TEA - Tranquili TEA - Sereni TEA into our lives every day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I started to write a post last night and as my luck would have it, I hadn’t saved it and the electricity went off. As irritated I was and discontinued writing it, I was also less eager to start all over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So the 13 things of this week which are so &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;“OMG that is so true”&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;“OMG that is so me” &lt;/span&gt;without delay are as follows: (this will be quick because of what happened last night – Yes I get agitated and irritated when interrupted. This isn’t the first time it has happened and I hate it all in all.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much of investing some quality time in a post where words just kept coming and I had to think very little to express myself :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;But never the less, the post has to come now, so without any delay and going insane any further I shall get right to the point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://whi.s3.prod.lg1x8.simplecdn.net/images/3350124/4782676330_6d4d89e176_z_large.jpg?1281642995"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 334px;" src="http://whi.s3.prod.lg1x8.simplecdn.net/images/3350124/4782676330_6d4d89e176_z_large.jpg?1281642995" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1. I wish I could record the best moments in my life, just so I could watch them over and over again   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TGTTIj6GOlI/AAAAAAAABe4/0_kT4VwW8Zw/s1600/leg,wedding,shoes,couple,cute,love,photography-bb1cdfb021aa8d570dcc1ea1dc58e600_h.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TGTTIj6GOlI/AAAAAAAABe4/0_kT4VwW8Zw/s400/leg,wedding,shoes,couple,cute,love,photography-bb1cdfb021aa8d570dcc1ea1dc58e600_h.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504756788584921682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;2. A relationship should be between two people, not the whole world &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TGTT7d8pi-I/AAAAAAAABfA/YRGZaUD1Z4I/s1600/b,w,comfort,couple,love,black,and,white,people-13ead075009b24c17c1ab89ceac64135_h.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TGTT7d8pi-I/AAAAAAAABfA/YRGZaUD1Z4I/s400/b,w,comfort,couple,love,black,and,white,people-13ead075009b24c17c1ab89ceac64135_h.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504757663158340578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;3. I hate when I see a possibility with someone… and find out they are taken&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://whi.s3.prod.lg1x8.simplecdn.net/images/1702988/tumblr_kyv7qngPEx1qzdqh3o1_500_large.jpg?1268783135"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 333px;" src="http://whi.s3.prod.lg1x8.simplecdn.net/images/1702988/tumblr_kyv7qngPEx1qzdqh3o1_500_large.jpg?1268783135" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;4. I hate it when I'm lying there, all comfortable, and then I realize.... The remote control is across the room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TGTVTCbhK2I/AAAAAAAABfY/6yfWKt_3oSA/s1600/tumblr_l6szz9o6791qb3py6o1_500_large.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TGTVTCbhK2I/AAAAAAAABfY/6yfWKt_3oSA/s400/tumblr_l6szz9o6791qb3py6o1_500_large.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504759167600110434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;5. Oh, I'm sorry. I forgot I only exist to you when you need something&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TGTVSh-gINI/AAAAAAAABfI/EqiXFbQA56Y/s1600/4799036062_4c4c94204e_z_large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TGTVSh-gINI/AAAAAAAABfI/EqiXFbQA56Y/s400/4799036062_4c4c94204e_z_large.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504759158888472786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;6. I like something one day, then before you know it, EVERYONE likes it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TGTW6s1_tCI/AAAAAAAABgA/TeZyM6dCuKE/s1600/tumblr_l6h9cefN9O1qc4obho1_500_large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 328px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TGTW6s1_tCI/AAAAAAAABgA/TeZyM6dCuKE/s400/tumblr_l6h9cefN9O1qc4obho1_500_large.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504760948511978530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;7. Internet + Blackberry + Money + Shopping = A little Heaven on Earth :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TGTVTfPkE2I/AAAAAAAABfg/0hVt4J7y1BI/s1600/lake,magical,national,geographic,powerful,swan,animals-8001036807250f2defcd354080de6891_h.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TGTVTfPkE2I/AAAAAAAABfg/0hVt4J7y1BI/s400/lake,magical,national,geographic,powerful,swan,animals-8001036807250f2defcd354080de6891_h.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504759175334597474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;8. You attract what you are, and not what you want! If I attract bitches, probably I am one of those nice girls who they think they can harass easy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TGTVS2R218I/AAAAAAAABfQ/4YP0O4a3hPQ/s1600/779343-8-1279220270771_large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TGTVS2R218I/AAAAAAAABfQ/4YP0O4a3hPQ/s400/779343-8-1279220270771_large.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504759164338362306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;9. Heart Break is a widespread disease but Heart Attack is popular&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TGTW6LMyutI/AAAAAAAABf4/mb2BzKvvVZM/s1600/tumblr_kvjt9wsHCM1qa9y0go1_400_large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TGTW6LMyutI/AAAAAAAABf4/mb2BzKvvVZM/s400/tumblr_kvjt9wsHCM1qa9y0go1_400_large.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504760939480791762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;10. The difference between Like, Love, and In Love is the same as the difference between For Now, For A While, and Forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TGTW5nSzrmI/AAAAAAAABfw/4kgFOxq2OZ0/s1600/OgAAALYFMW33WxC_fQEODAjeRktq3TrLz6N4BaFl2uM0kN0est3Ij1A-k05LWbS8vOX3Po8jvBQSCf3f-ojJEq8wBHkAm1T1UJ14bVA1uI-n0qY167b7XY80Aj2d_large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TGTW5nSzrmI/AAAAAAAABfw/4kgFOxq2OZ0/s400/OgAAALYFMW33WxC_fQEODAjeRktq3TrLz6N4BaFl2uM0kN0est3Ij1A-k05LWbS8vOX3Po8jvBQSCf3f-ojJEq8wBHkAm1T1UJ14bVA1uI-n0qY167b7XY80Aj2d_large.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504760929842343522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;11. Everyone has a friend that they no longer are friends with&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TGTsakvN1DI/AAAAAAAABgI/dZdWapPobpM/s1600/a59be22be6358056fb8f54960fe9632cac105ee8_large.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TGTsakvN1DI/AAAAAAAABgI/dZdWapPobpM/s400/a59be22be6358056fb8f54960fe9632cac105ee8_large.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504784585836057650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;12. I use smileys to make sure my messages don't look rude&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TGTsbJ54ZqI/AAAAAAAABgQ/Jv9WbobCqEo/s1600/Magical-Flaming-Heart_large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 234px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TGTsbJ54ZqI/AAAAAAAABgQ/Jv9WbobCqEo/s400/Magical-Flaming-Heart_large.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504784595812902562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;13. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Love should be like photoshop, cloning all flaws and imperfections&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/570490576090907301-8564134413774255019?l=2short2sweet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://2short2sweet.blogspot.com/2010/08/omg-that-is-so-true-for-me.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Divaa Divine)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TGTR1krzBkI/AAAAAAAABew/WV8eTiAwrcg/s72-c/colorful,leaf,yellow,leaves,autumn,nature-642fdb6345c91657685a94c3e235304e_h.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-570490576090907301.post-2816680478044041187</guid><pubDate>Wed, 11 Aug 2010 12:14:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-08-11T17:40:50.887+05:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Sunday Scribblings</category><title>Are we there yet?</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TGKaMy44xkI/AAAAAAAABeo/9Wy3k4_XZB0/s1600/tumblr_l2lii4YAGu1qbhfg1o1_r1_500_large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 296px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TGKaMy44xkI/AAAAAAAABeo/9Wy3k4_XZB0/s400/tumblr_l2lii4YAGu1qbhfg1o1_r1_500_large.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504131239209649730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Even half way there?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where they left us?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking we’d take it further?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What has happened since then?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who has gone wrong?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where has it gone wrong?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is it this wronged?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are we doing being alive like dead ducks?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is there no one with a voice of reason?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To act against the ongoing treason?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From one leader to the next&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With only a variation in fashion and face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many more years to make a break through?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A rebellion?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A reform? Some innovation for revolution?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many years since August 14, 1947 –&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stand there with the same slogan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FREEDOM FREEDOM FREEDOM –&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Half way where?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There where I am not half as happy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Half as liberated?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Half as devoted?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Half as obsessive?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Half as determined?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm only half as free&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or half as empty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't matter, which half it is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What there was in 1947&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2010 has made no difference&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m not even half way there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where my leaders wanted me to be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still and standing watching it erode&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is no misery I show&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From morn to dusk I fill my pockets&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ease with which I walk and talk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I misjudge it on and on –&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not free&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not half as free of what F R E E was to be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still stuck within tyranny and the tempest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May Allah grant some sense and sensibility in our pea brains!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May some light sweep us out of somberness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much about time I take it further from half way there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am too tired of being a spectator&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my own country! In my own land!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://sundayscribblings.blogspot.com/"&gt;SUNDAY SCRIBBLINGS&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TGKWO5y8-xI/AAAAAAAABeg/2S11VqugqY8/s1600/01_large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TGKWO5y8-xI/AAAAAAAABeg/2S11VqugqY8/s400/01_large.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504126877377035026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/570490576090907301-2816680478044041187?l=2short2sweet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://2short2sweet.blogspot.com/2010/08/are-we-there-yet.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Divaa Divine)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TGKaMy44xkI/AAAAAAAABeo/9Wy3k4_XZB0/s72-c/tumblr_l2lii4YAGu1qbhfg1o1_r1_500_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-570490576090907301.post-7020185521351208961</guid><pubDate>Sat, 07 Aug 2010 17:21:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-08-08T01:34:51.077+05:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Thursday-13</category><title>What you could not ask</title><description>But I opted to tell you :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Wonder why you haven't asked? Does it not trigger your curiosity? hmm! You ask me all the weird questions in the world, but you don't ask me about things which concern me. I do memes to reveal as much as I can about who and what I am, but that too seems to be the most uninteresting thing I do around here. It is like walking and talking to myself and sometimes, someone just comes along and smiles at me. Thank you for the beautiful thoughts that you pour in and the prayers that you send my way. On a serious note, do let me know if you know some eligible enough that I could strike a match with. Yes I am open to being your Bhabi if you will :) I don't go to clubs or places where they hook people up so I really don't know where else would I find him, who'll be my partner for life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok back to Thursday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It has been a long day today. My bones are breaking because of the fight I am putting up with work and related things. But I shall relax now and spill it again, the magical bag of confessions and 13 things that you might not have noticed about me. I hate to keep too much mystery happening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TFwn3t1hJGI/AAAAAAAABbI/iuaeRBIx1QM/s1600/Morning_Coffee_by_moonwalker129.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TFwn3t1hJGI/AAAAAAAABbI/iuaeRBIx1QM/s400/Morning_Coffee_by_moonwalker129.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502316682890257506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1. What do You Live For?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I live off love, I live for love, I live by love :) It is love that flows through my veins and it is only love that makes me sane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TFwn2U0Or3I/AAAAAAAABao/epm08Yuc8Bs/s1600/tumblr_l6ckn98Liu1qbd83uo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TFwn2U0Or3I/AAAAAAAABao/epm08Yuc8Bs/s400/tumblr_l6ckn98Liu1qbd83uo1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502316658994098034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2. A Moment You Remember Being Completely Happy In. What Is Your Definition Of Happiness?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I was extremely happiest when I got married three years ago. I just didn't see it coming and probably that is one reason why it elated me and blew me off my grounds. You know it when it's there and while it can be ephemeral I think when you find true happiness it becomes a constant and you learn what to do to keep it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when you share it ---that is the best happiness of all. I shared that wedding day with so many near and dear ones and it truly made me happiest! sigh! i so wanna be happy again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TFwqseQ00kI/AAAAAAAABcA/_J-h1MLcfQs/s1600/tumblr_l2vogtB0RC1qzwhyzo1_500_large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 247px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TFwqseQ00kI/AAAAAAAABcA/_J-h1MLcfQs/s400/tumblr_l2vogtB0RC1qzwhyzo1_500_large.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502319788266148418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3. Someone For Whom You Would Give Up Your Life Without Question?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My Parents. At least today they hold me together and if God puts me to test where I had to do something for them, InshaAllah I shall, without a question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TFwn3WuS-eI/AAAAAAAABbA/TTMxi4gKgcM/s1600/morning_coffee_14_by_andreydubinin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TFwn3WuS-eI/AAAAAAAABbA/TTMxi4gKgcM/s400/morning_coffee_14_by_andreydubinin.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502316676685953506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TFwqr_Vnc2I/AAAAAAAABb4/ugFo2wskhzI/s1600/tumblr_l6q6usKAbH1qbs9aho1_r1_500_large.png"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4. A Passage From A Book That Has Touched You.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From 'The Alchemist'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;When each day is the same as the next, it's because people fail to  recognize the good things that happen in their lives every day that the  sun rises.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;At a certain point in our lives, we lose control of what's happening to  us, and our lives become controlled by fate. That's the world's greatest  lie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TFwpkeGGLYI/AAAAAAAABbo/RVXctAHrDUI/s1600/tumblr_l3u0rvdilr1qzjggvo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TFwpkeGGLYI/AAAAAAAABbo/RVXctAHrDUI/s400/tumblr_l3u0rvdilr1qzjggvo1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502318551270567298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5. Something You Would Do If No One Stopped You Or If You Knew You Wouldn’t Fail.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Invest in Fashion Designing. When I know that I will not fail, I can invest big, for sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TFwn2_3tNII/AAAAAAAABa4/lpH8QTSlYLw/s1600/tumblr_l6jo21Bt1V1qaox60o1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TFwn2_3tNII/AAAAAAAABa4/lpH8QTSlYLw/s400/tumblr_l6jo21Bt1V1qaox60o1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502316670551405698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;6. A Memory That Never Fails To Make You Laugh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I flipped over a flower pot right outside my classroom in an attempt to catch my friend. My knee was bleeding and I did not even notice, the teacher gave me a long and tiring lecture just to make me realize how stupid I was as a 16 year old :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TFwqr_Vnc2I/AAAAAAAABb4/ugFo2wskhzI/s1600/tumblr_l6q6usKAbH1qbs9aho1_r1_500_large.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 262px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TFwqr_Vnc2I/AAAAAAAABb4/ugFo2wskhzI/s400/tumblr_l6q6usKAbH1qbs9aho1_r1_500_large.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502319779964744546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;7. Your Definition Of The Meaning Of Life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Life is what we make it, always has been, always will be. Everybody gets rich and famous - they just don't know how and when. Weird definitions is what leads life astray and if we contain ourselves, we'd make the most of life in actual. That is about it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TFwquR9AeVI/AAAAAAAABcY/9oei866xoPs/s1600/tumblr_l2q0zdObsa1qzxw3fo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TFwquR9AeVI/AAAAAAAABcY/9oei866xoPs/s400/tumblr_l2q0zdObsa1qzxw3fo1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502319819321538898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;8. What You Want To Be Remembered For&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-That I loved fully and well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-That I lived and explored the limits of being.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-That I fed people and made them feel good about themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-That I made a difference and changed a life for the better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TFwpjXWTl_I/AAAAAAAABbY/ioj4pjL1Mts/s1600/tumblr_l5lz6xSUqt1qanf9yo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TFwpjXWTl_I/AAAAAAAABbY/ioj4pjL1Mts/s400/tumblr_l5lz6xSUqt1qanf9yo1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502318532279638002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;9. Five Things You Want To See Change&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Pakistan's current status. This country needs a nation and the nation better realize that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Terrorism wiped off from the roots&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- No SUPER powers in the world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- My single status dissolved and marital and motherhood status evolved&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-People evolving into HUMANS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TFwpjnctiHI/AAAAAAAABbg/JihAEf1IH3s/s1600/tumblr_l3xogy04NS1qzhdtio1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TFwpjnctiHI/AAAAAAAABbg/JihAEf1IH3s/s400/tumblr_l3xogy04NS1qzhdtio1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502318536601471090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;10. What You Imagine Paradise To Be Like ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"I angled my head to catch the look in his eyes. He caught me in an  unexpected kiss, rolling on top of me. Our skins caressed and his kiss  deepened as his tongue played tango with mine. He grinned as I pulled  out of the intensity, slowly kissing along my neck, nibbling his way to  my collarbone. His arms tightened around me and his hands marched up and  down my back, tickling my spine.  It was only lasting until the wind  chimes rang the bell for party time over. I took the sheets to wrap  around myself and stepped out of bed to take a peek outside. The cool  air whistled softly, rocking the curtains faintly as it came in through  the partially open windows. A stream of bright sunlight came in with the  damp air, smelling of the sea with warmth. There was a faint odor of  shell fish perhaps, but I chose to ignore it for the velvet layers of  blue pristine water and white sands. I turned around to meet his eyes.  The sun rays casting a sumptuous glow on his face, he looked delicious.  He had his hands propped behind his head giving me an eyeful to his  muscles, throbbing for my attention." That is Paradise!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TFwpixrSwRI/AAAAAAAABbQ/ujfyU5QUqOI/s1600/e58f0a8058cb3b2598bab133c32d547f_large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 260px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TFwpixrSwRI/AAAAAAAABbQ/ujfyU5QUqOI/s400/e58f0a8058cb3b2598bab133c32d547f_large.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502318522167116050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;11. Ways You Believe You Have Grown Up?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;There is only one way in which I have grown up - I have learned to forgive and not make a mountain of people who come stand in my way. Every one is vulnerable and no matter how much they try to defeat you, they never can - no one has the power to do that! so there isn't a reason to be scared!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TFwn2qi0mBI/AAAAAAAABaw/uKBwWfhCAvQ/s1600/tumblr_l6czcnsaGB1qzdehmo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TFwn2qi0mBI/AAAAAAAABaw/uKBwWfhCAvQ/s400/tumblr_l6czcnsaGB1qzdehmo1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502316664826664978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;12. If you were a character in Shakespeare you'd be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The character of Desdemona in Shakespeare's "Othello" is one of the most puzzling and challenging characters in the entire Shakespearean canon. I can relate to her or be her because she  the man who she wanted to marry and felt it unnecessary that her father intervene in their relationship. This act of independence by Desdemona tore away the gender barriers of the Venetian patriarchal society and posed a threat to male authority. She redefined the role for women in that era.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TFwqtjIq3GI/AAAAAAAABcQ/EfEpzhY8hPE/s1600/tumblr_l3q1765CuN1qbnadio1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TFwqtjIq3GI/AAAAAAAABcQ/EfEpzhY8hPE/s400/tumblr_l3q1765CuN1qbnadio1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502319806753987682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;13. What is that one thing you have a hard time understanding?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Empathy and Sympathy! it just doesn't click with me. I am always wondering why people sympathize because that really annoys me personally and empathize - bleaurgh! seems to made up - fake - so why be oh I so feel for you all the time, when you know nothing about how it feels?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there you are enlightened :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surely You'll have more questions - which I am willing to entertain as soon as you ask em ! But make sure that vulgarity is far from the subject :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy &lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://thursday-13.com/"&gt;Thursday Thirteen&lt;/a&gt; (I am late I know)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/570490576090907301-7020185521351208961?l=2short2sweet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://2short2sweet.blogspot.com/2010/08/what-you-could-not-ask.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Divaa Divine)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TFwn3t1hJGI/AAAAAAAABbI/iuaeRBIx1QM/s72-c/Morning_Coffee_by_moonwalker129.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-570490576090907301.post-3938335185534462921</guid><pubDate>Sun, 01 Aug 2010 12:56:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-08-01T21:57:53.860+05:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Sunday Scribblings</category><title>Letting You Know Through Letters</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I had this post piled up high for too long - imagine a whole week passed by and then I met this challenge and I took it up instantly for &lt;a href="http://sundayscribblings.blogspot.com/"&gt;Sunday Scribblings&lt;/a&gt;. So how are you all? You are probably done and over with your posts but do bear with me as I pour some really important letters :) It is not going to be too longs, so don't yawn already!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Blogger has been pissing me off today - either that or my internet connection is a little shaky and unstable, whichever- no one is getting any forgiveness! I can't post pictures with my letters now :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hope by the end of this I shall be able to post what I want with the letters - if not - enjoy the words without a visual :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TFWNaSkYOoI/AAAAAAAABTM/3lhYgKC3KS0/s1600/all_the_memories_we__ve_shared_by_C4M30.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 270px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TFWNaSkYOoI/AAAAAAAABTM/3lhYgKC3KS0/s400/all_the_memories_we__ve_shared_by_C4M30.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500458002703465090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;01 — Dear Best Friend (ex)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday to you! The one thing I'll always regret is how I never could said goodbye to you. Wish I had, so that I could have moved on. Thank you for giving me treasures as memories that still make me smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TFWNbeAY2WI/AAAAAAAABTk/dbMkaULTrA4/s1600/tumblr_l69kirL3d41qzkfbpo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TFWNbeAY2WI/AAAAAAAABTk/dbMkaULTrA4/s400/tumblr_l69kirL3d41qzkfbpo1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500458022953605474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;02 — Dear Crush (of the moment)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why did you have to be so younger to me? I know age is only digits but even so - why could you not be somebody whom I could marry?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TFWTgafgIUI/AAAAAAAABUk/BMJ2Kl8LwLo/s1600/tumblr_l3xv9rBWxX1qad109o1_500.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 339px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TFWTgafgIUI/AAAAAAAABUk/BMJ2Kl8LwLo/s400/tumblr_l3xv9rBWxX1qad109o1_500.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500464704979476802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TFWNbeAY2WI/AAAAAAAABTk/dbMkaULTrA4/s1600/tumblr_l69kirL3d41qzkfbpo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;03 — Dear parents&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I promise that I will make you proud of me one day, and it will be for the better of us all. Yes it will because you are the best parents a spoiled daughter like me could have. Thank you for putting up with my essence and nonsense. Love you so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TFWNbEaQfRI/AAAAAAAABTc/FCB0i1z8cq0/s1600/tumblr_l66samhnp81qafl95o1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TFWNbEaQfRI/AAAAAAAABTc/FCB0i1z8cq0/s400/tumblr_l66samhnp81qafl95o1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500458016082787602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;04 — Dear siblings &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You will never understand the view I have from where I am. Yes we will quarrel and it may seem I don't love you or understand you. But please believe me, you are like the air in my lungs, I have to keep ensuring it never is polluted or else I'll die. I love you my sweetkins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TFWNb6IYb9I/AAAAAAAABTs/Y8yqhy5NgwA/s1600/tumblr_l691xs6Iu81qabyodo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 277px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TFWNb6IYb9I/AAAAAAAABTs/Y8yqhy5NgwA/s400/tumblr_l691xs6Iu81qabyodo1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500458030503325650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;05 — Dear dreams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day, we will be unstoppable. You will give in your ingredients to reality and we all shall make a happy family!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TFWWte1TsHI/AAAAAAAABVU/Vhf-jHnJpss/s1600/tumblr_l505wjrJrI1qafc06o1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 255px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TFWWte1TsHI/AAAAAAAABVU/Vhf-jHnJpss/s400/tumblr_l505wjrJrI1qafc06o1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500468228017860722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TFWRAAE7aQI/AAAAAAAABT8/c3pUnCOl1FY/s1600/tumblr_l68zudrWyA1qb8inro1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;06 — Dear stranger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to request something important. Can we please be more than  just  friends? I want to level-up, you know. As soon as possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TFWWs5owxPI/AAAAAAAABVE/_pc_IIPJyMI/s1600/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TFWWs5owxPI/AAAAAAAABVE/_pc_IIPJyMI/s400/2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500468218033128690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TFWRAAE7aQI/AAAAAAAABT8/c3pUnCOl1FY/s1600/tumblr_l68zudrWyA1qb8inro1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;07 — Dear love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;If I were you I would never let me go If I were you I would always love me so if I were you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I can't play your part in life But I would surely walk my way I cant think the way you think But I would never go away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TFWQ_84zMNI/AAAAAAAABT0/pcWxOjwXsaw/s1600/tumblr_l6a61trY6A1qa0a81o1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TFWQ_84zMNI/AAAAAAAABT0/pcWxOjwXsaw/s400/tumblr_l6a61trY6A1qa0a81o1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500461948253450450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;08 — Dear favorite internet friend (s)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love all of you. Thank you for being there and supporting me when most  of the time I really am not worth it, I don’t think you know how truly  grateful I am for it. You guys always seem to make y world a lot better than it usually is day to day,  weather it’s by posting a funny picture or tweeting me or telling me something that  makes me smile.  Thank you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TFWTg4fr26I/AAAAAAAABUs/kSbnaMBX5B4/s1600/tumblr_l5lz0v3gQA1qanf9yo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TFWTg4fr26I/AAAAAAAABUs/kSbnaMBX5B4/s400/tumblr_l5lz0v3gQA1qanf9yo1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500464713033309090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;09 — Dear Someone I wish I could meet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t wish I could meet you. Everyone who I think highly of comes to  disappoint, betray, or hurt me. I’ll just let you stay in a good spot in  my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TFWRA3d65eI/AAAAAAAABUE/JRUeDoYfDsA/s1600/tumblr_l3enwfHjzn1qaofnyo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TFWRA3d65eI/AAAAAAAABUE/JRUeDoYfDsA/s400/tumblr_l3enwfHjzn1qaofnyo1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500461963978401250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;10 — Dear Someone I don’t talk to as much as I’d like to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could tell you things and be really close to you, but how do you think it looks like when I talk to my imagination and get answers from there? Don't make me look stupid! Come out quick!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TFWRAAE7aQI/AAAAAAAABT8/c3pUnCOl1FY/s1600/tumblr_l68zudrWyA1qb8inro1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TFWRAAE7aQI/AAAAAAAABT8/c3pUnCOl1FY/s400/tumblr_l68zudrWyA1qb8inro1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500461949109627138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;11 — Dear Deceased person I wish I could talk to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss you so much. I wish I could go back and redo those last few months, and take back the rude stuff I said to you. May you be in heavens right now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TFWabfzoa4I/AAAAAAAABVc/kHD6xlIhaVw/s1600/3023515597_1ec13bce17.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TFWabfzoa4I/AAAAAAAABVc/kHD6xlIhaVw/s400/3023515597_1ec13bce17.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500472317088131970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;12 — Dear person I hate most/caused me a lot of pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You screwed up my life and send misery to people around me. I dislike everything of you, your inside and outside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TFWacpm0E4I/AAAAAAAABV0/s4olcDVKCnM/s1600/bed,cup,girl,morning,coffee,woman-2918ce8376738bdb4dd4da2ae8e2f8a6_h.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TFWacpm0E4I/AAAAAAAABV0/s4olcDVKCnM/s400/bed,cup,girl,morning,coffee,woman-2918ce8376738bdb4dd4da2ae8e2f8a6_h.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500472336898593666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;13 — Dear Someone I wish could forgive me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don’t really know why I am apologizing, but I do. You deserve someone better. I can at least tell you that I really do love you and that I at least know that thinking such things about you are wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To everyone I have lied to, or hurt, I am sorry, and beg for your forgiveness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TFWacR63oSI/AAAAAAAABVs/R1OE3kCO_js/s1600/beauty,girls,nature,portrait,people,pose-ac051f81f6fbc28260fd3634c255201d_h.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 273px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TFWacR63oSI/AAAAAAAABVs/R1OE3kCO_js/s400/beauty,girls,nature,portrait,people,pose-ac051f81f6fbc28260fd3634c255201d_h.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500472330540261666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;14 — Dear Someone I’ve drifted away from&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not like you even care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TFWWsjFXPrI/AAAAAAAABU8/6_6s2F5ciYk/s1600/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TFWWsjFXPrI/AAAAAAAABU8/6_6s2F5ciYk/s400/1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500468211979075250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;15 — Dear Someone I miss the most&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are not even in my life yet and it seems like not a day passes by without thinking about you. How it will be, just you and me ... tied together forever in matrimony :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TFWRBb8j2uI/AAAAAAAABUM/B0uRv_5pVUU/s1600/tumblr_l54ceaeycq1qboaq0o1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 290px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TFWRBb8j2uI/AAAAAAAABUM/B0uRv_5pVUU/s400/tumblr_l54ceaeycq1qboaq0o1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500461973770590946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;16 — Dear Someone who isn't in my state/country&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You’re probably one of the nicest people I’ve met on blogger. Every time  there is something up on mine you always are there with kind words, and I  really really appreciate the fact that you’re there, it makes me feel  really good. I really really like the things you post too :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TFWdJx1GoUI/AAAAAAAABWc/Hg_WoADP1Ec/s1600/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TFWdJx1GoUI/AAAAAAAABWc/Hg_WoADP1Ec/s400/4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500475311223382338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;17 — Dear Someone from your childhood&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to thank you for being in my life then. Thank you for helping me stand my ground even when I thought I couldn't. And thank you for not being in my life anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TFWTfxOWNvI/AAAAAAAABUc/p6e5SaekBcA/s1600/tumblr_l3vpy58pHK1qad109o1_400.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TFWTfxOWNvI/AAAAAAAABUc/p6e5SaekBcA/s400/tumblr_l3vpy58pHK1qad109o1_400.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500464693901670130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;18 — Dear Someone I wish I could be (future me)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you’re a great mom to your awesome kids and that you and your husband make each other swoon every time you see each other. I hope you will be happy so very happy. I pray you are able to spread that joy and touch many lives and that love never departs from your doorstep!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TFWdJZvBK6I/AAAAAAAABWU/tPMNovUNj54/s1600/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TFWdJZvBK6I/AAAAAAAABWU/tPMNovUNj54/s400/3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500475304755407778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;19 — Dear Someone that pesters my mind—good or bad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every time I see you, it blindsides me how gorgeous you are. You are the man I want for me and you gotta make it quick out of my dreams please. Come Come!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TFWdI3Q4hgI/AAAAAAAABWM/UAMpsAFpi_g/s1600/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 302px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TFWdI3Q4hgI/AAAAAAAABWM/UAMpsAFpi_g/s400/2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500475295502206466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;20 — Dear Someone I judged by their first impression&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I judge you all based on the first impression. So don't mess up :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TFWf7QunpvI/AAAAAAAABWs/lx5-BGU2K54/s1600/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TFWf7QunpvI/AAAAAAAABWs/lx5-BGU2K54/s400/1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500478360354531058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;21 — Dear Someone I want to give a second chance to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do respect that you never did anything to physically abuse me or hurt me.  But my family is important to me, and hurting them meant hurting me. If you think you could put every puzzle back together again - you have a shot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TFWdKPvx7SI/AAAAAAAABWk/7yOEg17EYSA/s1600/5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 235px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TFWdKPvx7SI/AAAAAAAABWk/7yOEg17EYSA/s400/5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500475319254117666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;22 — Dear person who gave me my favorite memory&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That makes up for everything wrong you did and I still smile when I read the narration of it. You did quite a task in writing it down for me. Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TFWacx8kwyI/AAAAAAAABV8/Z7eRoNnaHKI/s1600/girl,sad,see,thinking,black,and,white,thoughtful-801cf19e7a2077eb08f175f573a940ec_h.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TFWacx8kwyI/AAAAAAAABV8/Z7eRoNnaHKI/s400/girl,sad,see,thinking,black,and,white,thoughtful-801cf19e7a2077eb08f175f573a940ec_h.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500472339137348386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;23 — Dear person I know who is going through the worst of times&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You’re beautiful. Don’t let anyone get you down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TFWabqRGPOI/AAAAAAAABVk/25BkUbf6_hs/s1600/alone,girl-8903941b3bdc9d52c0a7868583fa2bfb_h.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TFWabqRGPOI/AAAAAAAABVk/25BkUbf6_hs/s400/alone,girl-8903941b3bdc9d52c0a7868583fa2bfb_h.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500472319896075490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;24 — Dear Someone that changed your life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You did change my life, in a lot of ways. Most notably, you’ve changed my confidence. I’m so much more confident in everything I do now. I’m not as scared or as shy as before. For that I’ll always be grateful to you always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TFWWtJjFRwI/AAAAAAAABVM/v45Lonoihf4/s1600/tumblr_l5tbqyYzt41qcwtoco1_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TFWWtJjFRwI/AAAAAAAABVM/v45Lonoihf4/s400/tumblr_l5tbqyYzt41qcwtoco1_400.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500468222304274178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;25 — Dear person that I want tell everything to, but too afraid to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m sorry I can’t have the courage to tell you everything. I’m just not ready to open up to any man - unless he gives me the comfort, that which I am looking for. There is no room for just friends anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TFWf7xjtzFI/AAAAAAAABW0/yATHWYcxado/s1600/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TFWf7xjtzFI/AAAAAAAABW0/yATHWYcxado/s400/2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500478369167166546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;26 — Dear reflection in the mirror&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are perfect the way that you are, you smile all the time, you laugh at random things and you are happy. All your imperfections, all your pain, all your happiness, makes you who you are and you should know that’s exactly how you should stay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TFWdIlzX6-I/AAAAAAAABWE/hnC6KMJakIs/s1600/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TFWdIlzX6-I/AAAAAAAABWE/hnC6KMJakIs/s400/1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500475290815032290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;27 -- Dear best friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You’re more adorable than you’ll ever know. And thank you for always being there whenever I have been down in the dumps or high on the rooftops :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TFWNa1_KYOI/AAAAAAAABTU/-EsaRqV-1f4/s1600/husband.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TFWNa1_KYOI/AAAAAAAABTU/-EsaRqV-1f4/s400/husband.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500458012211044578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;28 -- Dear future husband&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There really is not much to say here. For starters, please notice I’m  alive and waiting desperately for you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You stole my heart. I’m going to steal your last name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TFWThdy-CuI/AAAAAAAABU0/Wwu9qlue7XI/s1600/tumblr_l5lz1mZhlo1qanf9yo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TFWThdy-CuI/AAAAAAAABU0/Wwu9qlue7XI/s400/tumblr_l5lz1mZhlo1qanf9yo1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500464723046304482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;29 -- Dear You who isn't reading or listening&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have come to the realization that no one gives a shit.  I really miss having people to talk to.  I feel like I am just on my own…no one really seems to care anymore. So what's the point?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TFWTfoKJ3_I/AAAAAAAABUU/yoQNE2s1fnA/s1600/a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 343px; height: 292px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TFWTfoKJ3_I/AAAAAAAABUU/yoQNE2s1fnA/s400/a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500464691468165106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;30 -- Dear Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Believe in what you do and achieve your dreams. Although you’re not 100 perfect sure about it all. Go with your instincts. B****** will stand in your way and put you down and make you pissed. Don't waste a thought over em, most of them aren’t even worth it. You’re loved by many and don't forget that. DREAM BIG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/570490576090907301-3938335185534462921?l=2short2sweet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://2short2sweet.blogspot.com/2010/08/letting-you-know-through-letters.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Divaa Divine)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TFWNaSkYOoI/AAAAAAAABTM/3lhYgKC3KS0/s72-c/all_the_memories_we__ve_shared_by_C4M30.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-570490576090907301.post-6154431223822919669</guid><pubDate>Thu, 29 Jul 2010 16:35:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-07-31T21:04:47.532+05:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Thursday-13</category><title>Sociopersonal Snapshots</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TFF5nrRCWDI/AAAAAAAABSM/L4Q1InIXZdE/s1600/tumblr_l5fmh30Cb01qcdqhoo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TFF5nrRCWDI/AAAAAAAABSM/L4Q1InIXZdE/s400/tumblr_l5fmh30Cb01qcdqhoo1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499310342532126770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I have no idea what invites them but &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;GIRLS OF RIYADH&lt;/span&gt; 'Keep Off my BLOG!'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (if you have no idea check my &lt;a href="http://2short2sweet.blogspot.com/2010/07/vanity-confessed.html"&gt;Vanity&lt;/a&gt; post and scroll down to 'someone's comment' and flatter her with your attention :P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Having said that I have had a very light week starting Monday and that calls for why it has been like that as there are deadlines to meet. So gear up for the &lt;a href="http://thursday-13.com/"&gt;13 updates&lt;/a&gt; that actually changed everything from my beauty treatment to weight loss goals and so on and so forth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TFF3OBq9HqI/AAAAAAAABRE/WrfKl62uWBE/s1600/3767969146_3685973c62.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TFF3OBq9HqI/AAAAAAAABRE/WrfKl62uWBE/s400/3767969146_3685973c62.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499307702846561954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;1. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Karachi was finally blessed with Monsoon Rains&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; on Tuesday, July 26 2010 and wow has it been amazing. Didn't have to be at work because it is right next to the sea and the place floods furing heavy rain. Thank you boss for being so kind :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TFF3N-Bpp7I/AAAAAAAABQ8/gqU3G5jbJ_U/s1600/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TFF3N-Bpp7I/AAAAAAAABQ8/gqU3G5jbJ_U/s400/1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499307701868013490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;2. I finally managed to get myself a diet plan which I like being on and which will give me weight loss because I have seen it work for people. I am really&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;ooking forward to a 10kg lesser me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; by October 2010. Wish me luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TFF5ClslEOI/AAAAAAAABRk/XcRWm8Zg-GM/s1600/Heels_III_by_rinnalynette.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TFF5ClslEOI/AAAAAAAABRk/XcRWm8Zg-GM/s400/Heels_III_by_rinnalynette.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499309705381875938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;3. My maternal uncle's wife is here from L.A. and I got me a&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; good black bag with kickass heels&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Now that is a real treat of the week. She hasn't stuck around because of the appointments she needs to keep but surely I am blessed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TFRJd0AlcdI/AAAAAAAABS8/BJDAQrNzFaE/s1600/tumblr_l57orwi0G31qzfq3xo1_500_large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TFRJd0AlcdI/AAAAAAAABS8/BJDAQrNzFaE/s400/tumblr_l57orwi0G31qzfq3xo1_500_large.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500101821452349906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;4. I have been saving in dollars and I had to encash some in rupees to make my ends meet this last week. Surely i did not like it but had to keep up with some &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;shopping on a rainy day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; 'literally' :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TFF5ED8Oj8I/AAAAAAAABSE/0Zprh25ZfGg/s1600/tumblr_l600qnV12f1qcvcmlo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TFF5ED8Oj8I/AAAAAAAABSE/0Zprh25ZfGg/s400/tumblr_l600qnV12f1qcvcmlo1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499309730680442818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;5. Now when I write copy, my boss doesn't frown 'thank God'.. in two years &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;I have managed to build up and be wise&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;Not that my pay check is great but even then my cumulative speaks well for itself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TFF3PIwtmmI/AAAAAAAABRc/PJ4C2Hby--4/s1600/grilled-chicken.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 350px; height: 335px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TFF3PIwtmmI/AAAAAAAABRc/PJ4C2Hby--4/s400/grilled-chicken.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499307721929628258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;6. Having chicken the entire week has put me off sugar. I am taking no sugar in tea and my drink is &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;'7up Free with lemon' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;- so whatever I eat is washed out with that. It seems impossible to live without sugar but who said life was easy. This chicken diet is 3 month old :D (yes I am repeating myself ;) because I am excited)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TFF3On3WJQI/AAAAAAAABRM/FfpvwpTISPg/s1600/girl,skirt,water,white,barefoot,flowing-c7f931908e3354a5319c8bb60cb959bd_h.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TFF3On3WJQI/AAAAAAAABRM/FfpvwpTISPg/s400/girl,skirt,water,white,barefoot,flowing-c7f931908e3354a5319c8bb60cb959bd_h.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499307713099080962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;7. I am on the verge of completing my &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;15-day blog challenge at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" href="http://whenhekissesher.wordpress.com/2010/07/16/15-day-challenge/"&gt;WHEN HE KISSES HER PASSIONS ROAR&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;and if you at all are interested to take it up - do that - it can help you get over blocks easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TFF3O3hGCAI/AAAAAAAABRU/vLkvvo7ZD70/s1600/tumblr_l59cgnavr31qaqp30o1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TFF3O3hGCAI/AAAAAAAABRU/vLkvvo7ZD70/s400/tumblr_l59cgnavr31qaqp30o1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499307717300717570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;8. My highly appreciated tweet for the week&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Don’t let anything enslave you because Allah has created you free"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TFF5DqjeNSI/AAAAAAAABR8/njgwoOK6ZaA/s1600/tumblr_l5ct4wqaiN1qaklkno1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TFF5DqjeNSI/AAAAAAAABR8/njgwoOK6ZaA/s400/tumblr_l5ct4wqaiN1qaklkno1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499309723865724194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;9. I really like how change has been interpreted in &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sometimes a moment can change things. Sometimes in an instant our choices are made for us. The retaliation of an enemy, the realization of a truth, a betrayal of a life long friend. Yes, indeed it is the small moments that change everything"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, and indeed it is the small that leads to the big :) we just don't pay enough heed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TFF7Q6b0G1I/AAAAAAAABS0/AgeMzdAD_tU/s1600/4133116933_2c70f80425_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 271px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TFF7Q6b0G1I/AAAAAAAABS0/AgeMzdAD_tU/s400/4133116933_2c70f80425_o.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499312150490127186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;10. I am taking a leaf out of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Maya Angelou's'&lt;/span&gt; book and that reads as,&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A woman’s heart should be so hidden in God that a man would have to seek Him first to find her"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TFFxIUs49gI/AAAAAAAABQ0/rvkc5gTqJD0/s1600/pakistancrash-420x0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 296px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TFFxIUs49gI/AAAAAAAABQ0/rvkc5gTqJD0/s400/pakistancrash-420x0.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499301007805969922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Wreckage ... rescue workers look for survivors at the site of the crash in the densely wooded &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Margalla Hills yesterday. At least 150 people were on board the plane. Photo: AP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;11. The biggest &lt;a href="http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/38444170/ns/world_news-south_and_central_asia"&gt;catastrophe&lt;/a&gt; hit yesterday morning when an air craft flying from Karachi to Islamabad crashed into the Margalla Hills of Islamabad, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;claiming 152 lives instantly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. I am still not over it. Please pray for the deceased and their families.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; the stupid media kept on using 'body parts' as a term to express and I felt like grabbing em by their hair! stupid people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TFF7QM9Ea0I/AAAAAAAABSk/skz08SWTmOc/s1600/tumblr_l3equh7DZ51qziw8jo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TFF7QM9Ea0I/AAAAAAAABSk/skz08SWTmOc/s400/tumblr_l3equh7DZ51qziw8jo1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499312138281577282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;12. I have a new song to hum and it isn't just humming :P I am just pretending to be mellow :P it is &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Enrique Iglesias  featuring Pitbull in "I Like It"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;... you will like it like I did ;) Sing with me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;" class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl please excuse me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;" class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;If I'm coming too strong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;" class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But tonight is the night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;" class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We can really let go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;" class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My girlfriend is out of town&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;" class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And I'm all alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;" class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Your boyfriend is on vacation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;" class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And he doesn't have to know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;" class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;No one can do the things&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;" class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm gonna wanna to do to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(the &lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=X9_n8jakvWU"&gt;video&lt;/a&gt; is worth digging in)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TFF7Pz5CIdI/AAAAAAAABSc/K5nKVaUOKFw/s1600/tumblr_l2521ofsjV1qzcnnso1_500_large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TFF7Pz5CIdI/AAAAAAAABSc/K5nKVaUOKFw/s400/tumblr_l2521ofsjV1qzcnnso1_500_large.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499312131553763794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;13. A prayer I found and a prayer I shall keep and recite for all times because it has the gist of it all. I am truly touched by him/her who wrote it, helping is sinners be more on track with dua/ supplication. May Allah have mercy on all of us always. The prayer reads as:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;O Allah, O Karim,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;Please have mercy on me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;O Allah, O Karim,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;Please forgive me for the sins I committed in the past&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;And those I will commit in the future.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;O Allah,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;Have mercy on all the Muslimeen,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;And guide them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;Guide me O Allah,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;And guide my parents,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;My siblings, my cousins,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;My aunts and uncles,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;My nephews and nieces and so forth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;O Allah,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;I ask You to strengthen my iman and those around me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;I ask You to soften my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;And to soften the hearts of the believers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;O Allah,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;Forgive me for my shortcomings, for only You are perfect.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;O Allah,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;Please forgive me if I ever got too wrapped in a matter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;That I didn’t have time to utter Your name.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;O Allah,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;Please forgive me for all the salat I missed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;Because of ignorance or laziness,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;Please forgive me for all the fasts I didn’t make up,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;Thinking it was “alright, since I fasted most of the days anyway”.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;O Allah,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;Please forgive me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;For the pound I never dropped into the metal cup for the homeless man begging on the street.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;O Allah,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;Please spark the love of Islam in my heart and in the hearts of every single Muslim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;Until it gets implanted in their children and their children’s children and so on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;O Allah,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;I ask that You help me for I am weak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;And will only grow stronger by Your strength,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;So Allah please strengthen me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;To fight Shaytaan and his whispers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;And if I ever fell into his trap&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;And followed my desirer,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;Then sincerely forgive me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;For that displays not only my weakness,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;But Your greatness as well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;O Allah,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;Please lighten the punishment in the grave&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;For those before us and those after us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;Please Allah, lighten the punishment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;And please shed light into every Muslim’s grave.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;O Allah,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;If I ever was too afraid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;To stand up for Your deen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;Because of what others would think&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;Then forgive me, for I was a fool for doing so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;O Allah,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;Please protect me and each Muslim,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;And protect especially the orphans and the widows.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;O Allah,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;Please strengthen the faith&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;Of the destitute Muslims around the world,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;So they have hope to live.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;O Allah,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;If I ever forgot to do dua for even one suffering Muslim,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;Then forgive me for then it is, as I haven’t done dua for the entire ummah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;O Allah,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;Please be the light of my eyes, ears and heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;O Allah,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;Please be the light on the sides of me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;And the light behind me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;And the light in front of me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;O Allah,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;Please forgive me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;For all the foul words I spoke&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;Either out of ignorance or&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;Because I was trying to be “cool”.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;O Allah,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;Please forgive me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;If I never stopped to think about You,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;Due to “other important things”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;O Allah,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;Please forgive me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;For not having enough time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;Or creating time for reading the Quran.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;O Allah,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;Please forgive me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;For listening to music&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;And watching movies and t.v.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;O Allah,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;Please forgive me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;For all the yelling I’ve done&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;And the arguments I’ve been in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;For the only time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;The voice should be raised&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;Is for Your praises!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;O Allah,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;Please forgive me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;For my disrespect towards my family,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;Elders, siblings and so on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;O Allah,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;Please forgive me for any backbiting I have been accused of,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;Whether I did it consciously or unconsciously.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;O Allah, Rab al-Alamin,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;Forgive me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;Forgive me for everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;So for everyone,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;Every single Muslim,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;Dead or alive,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;I do dua that You forgive them for all their sins.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;O Allah,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;Please please please&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;Help the suffering Muslims&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;of Kashmir, Palestine, Chechnya,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;Bosnia, Gujarat, Nigeria,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;Iraq, Afghanistan and everywhere around the world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;Please O Allah, make the Mujahideen victorious,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;And let the beauty of Islam reign!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;O Allah, give victory to the Muslims!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;O Allah, please let true Islam reign!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;O Allah, please increase our knowledge of Your deen and this world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;O Allah,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;Please help us all and guide us,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;For You are everything to us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;O Allah,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;I cannot stress how much I ask for Your forgiveness and Your guidance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;O Allah,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;I fear You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;I fear You soooo much words cannot describe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;I fear the day when I will meet You,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;And I WILL meet You.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;When we are one on one,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;And I have no one’s help or support.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;No one can take the blame for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;Nor I for them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;The only thing I will have&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;Is a little book given to me by You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;That has my deeds.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;O Allah,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;Please forgive me for my thoughts,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;For even though I get sinned for my actions,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;I cannot help but feel guilty for my thought&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;And I ask You to forgive me for them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;And to clear my mind of any impurities&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;Until You become the only thing on my mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;O Allah,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;Please forgive me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;If I ever did anything out of gain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;For this life and not for Your pleasure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;If I did anything to “show off”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;Then please forgive me for that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;O Allah,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;I do dua that You grant us all God-fearing spouses&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;And grant us righteous children.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;O Allah,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;I do dua that You continue to strengthen this ummah until the Day of Resurrection.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;O Allah,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;Forgive me for whatever I have not mentioned,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;For I am bound to forget&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;…but You,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;through Your greatness…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;You never forget.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;O Allah,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;Please grant all the Muslims Jannah-tul-Firdaus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;O Allah,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;I ask that You shed Your mercy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;On all the Prophets (peace be upon them)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;And on all the Angels (peace be upon them).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;Lastly, I do dua&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;You shed Your mercy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;On the Prophet Muhammad (peace be upon him),&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;His family and companions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;I do dua that You grant Muhammad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;The highest station in paradise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;Rabinna Aataina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;Fiduniya Hasinathow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;Wa Fil Akhirati Hasinathow,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;Wakina Adhab innar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;Ameen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breaking rules again here is #14&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TFF7QY27xjI/AAAAAAAABSs/JOCp-Od0lt0/s1600/tumblr_kzp98jGgEP1qzr7ibo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TFF7QY27xjI/AAAAAAAABSs/JOCp-Od0lt0/s400/tumblr_kzp98jGgEP1qzr7ibo1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499312141477070386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I tread along the path of seeking knowledge and becoming better than before, I learn something new every day and though I don't confess, here I am telling you that this week I have been high on a word, yes a word :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emmense with an E yes yes as mad as I am I like EDIOT and not idiot! :P of Emmense is my newly added word and I specify when using it with an E :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;You have my updates - happening or not so happening but that is the week which is almost on the verge of 'The End' - I have been a little laid back due to lack of good meals :) but then that has its gains which will show in 3 months inshallah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you compiled your 13 for the week? I am looking forward to good reading this weekend, so don't disappoint me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;p.s. I may seem to be a racist and I am when you ASK FOR IT!&lt;/span&gt; :P just saying!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/570490576090907301-6154431223822919669?l=2short2sweet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://2short2sweet.blogspot.com/2010/07/sociopersonal-snapshots.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Divaa Divine)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TFF5nrRCWDI/AAAAAAAABSM/L4Q1InIXZdE/s72-c/tumblr_l5fmh30Cb01qcdqhoo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-570490576090907301.post-1422494738417914907</guid><pubDate>Wed, 28 Jul 2010 16:11:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-07-31T21:09:34.814+05:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Days in a Day</category><title>go to urbandictionary.com</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TFRKsoFc_nI/AAAAAAAABTE/VAuR7mxhhTA/s1600/tumblr_l0liloBRVl1qa2txho1_500_large.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Staying at home and doing absolutely nothing gives your mind the grounds to spread out and do what you wouldn't otherwise. So here I am with a little something, which you could try too. It is fun. At least as per my definition! :P (Jump to the end of this post for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;3WW&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TFRKsoFc_nI/AAAAAAAABTE/VAuR7mxhhTA/s1600/tumblr_l0liloBRVl1qa2txho1_500_large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TFRKsoFc_nI/AAAAAAAABTE/VAuR7mxhhTA/s400/tumblr_l0liloBRVl1qa2txho1_500_large.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500103175461207666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TFBbs-7c__I/AAAAAAAABQk/MYIGthw-bMg/s1600/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;go to urbandictionary.com and type in your answers to the following :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;1. your name: Seher&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The Persian Word For Sunrise and Arab for awakening/dawn. In Latin/Turkish it similarly "sehar-yeli" meaning "the early morning breeze", A rare but beautiful name. In the month of ramadan for muslims the time of sehar is the time to wake up and eat before keeping their fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Seher is early morning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;2. your age: 27&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A great age in your twenties that ends with a prime number. By this age, you're working your way out of your quarter-life crisis, and are looking forward to a developing career and to your 30's, where you'll have more money, more cars, and more women.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;3. one of your friends: Sana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;something or someone worth a million dollars&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;4. what should you be doing? blogging&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Term used to describe anyone with enough time or narcissism to document every tedious bit of minutia filling their uneventful lives. Possibly the most annoying thing about bloggers is the sense of self-importance they get after even the most modest of publicity. Sometimes it takes as little as a referral on a more popular blogger's website to set the lesser blogger's ego into orbit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;5. favorite color: Forest Green&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The colour of the trees in the middle of a large forest. Usually only seen when flying above such a forest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;6. birthplace: Karachi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Karachi is housed to hard working people from all over Pakistan which pay ultra regressive taxes to Islamabad(Pakistan capital) to develop Islamabad infrastructure while Karachi rots. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LAW AND ORDER:&lt;/span&gt; Law and Order is only possible for those who can afford it i.e. people with political and financial connections. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DRINKING WATER:&lt;/span&gt; Drinking water is also questionable but not as poisonous as Hyderabad's( Karachi neighboring city) water supply. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SEWAGE SYSTEM: &lt;/span&gt;Sewage systems can rival Baghdad's system after the fall of Saddam. Karachi's sewage is dump in the sea killing the mangroves if any of them are left from land hungry mafia. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;POWER:&lt;/span&gt; Power Supply is expensive all thanks to World Bank and their local cronies. Load shedding in summers is as infrequent as Hurricanes without wind. Power theft is also common. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CORRUPTION: &lt;/span&gt;From public to private sector corruption is rampant. If a suppose a bridge is constructed 10% will be spent on actual bridge and rest 90% goes to pockets of cronies Pakistan Planning Commission puts the figure 40% lost to corruption. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;COMPENSATION:&lt;/span&gt; Labor, workers, employees are under paid all over the city with few notable exceptions. School teachers are worst paid too. Most of it can be attributed to greedy nature of some Karachites. TRAFFIC: Traffic is worse than Italy. For traffic rules violation people can bribe Karachi's finest on the road without any shame. Karachi also home to Worse drivers. Road sense is as abundant as water...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;7. month of your birth: October &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;People born in October are fun loving and energetic, and care very much (sometimes too much) what other people think about them. They love having friends and are outgoing in certain scenarios, but not in others. They may have trouble finding who they really are but once they click, their personality explodes. October is the best month to be born in :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;and my &lt;a href="http://www.threewordwednesday.com/"&gt;3 WW&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TFBbs-7c__I/AAAAAAAABQk/MYIGthw-bMg/s1600/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 301px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TFBbs-7c__I/AAAAAAAABQk/MYIGthw-bMg/s400/1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498995973384110066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am scared of the wrath that will befall us in the next world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why doesn't man realize the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;abuse&lt;/span&gt; he commits every second of his time alive?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why die off &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;hatred&lt;/span&gt; and take nothing but scars?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you not scared? Why do wish to see your grave&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; cramped&lt;/span&gt; with all agony and ashes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/570490576090907301-1422494738417914907?l=2short2sweet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://2short2sweet.blogspot.com/2010/07/go-to-urbandictionarycom.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Divaa Divine)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TFRKsoFc_nI/AAAAAAAABTE/VAuR7mxhhTA/s72-c/tumblr_l0liloBRVl1qa2txho1_500_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-570490576090907301.post-4367741049940446550</guid><pubDate>Thu, 22 Jul 2010 17:14:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-07-23T12:15:20.576+05:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Thursday-13</category><title>making my own mantra</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I am here for a quickie, since no one has time for my long boring lecture. Guess times have changed. Short attention spans and reading interests people. I too admit I can't read much these days. I get a little distracted and I am off it instantly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So now this is Thursday 13 where I will leak my recent recipe of BEING and not EXISTING :) Yes as I grow older, I grow wiser. I hope you shall benefit from it too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://thursday-13.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 191px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TEg7VssHY8I/AAAAAAAABOU/DiA6EZEzUno/s400/Untitled-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496708589165175746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;My latest mantras are:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1. My presence is a present to the world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TEhGmdtREMI/AAAAAAAABQM/jZ-6HUemoKY/s1600/tumblr_l5rbbz8cqI1qcwtoco1_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TEhGmdtREMI/AAAAAAAABQM/jZ-6HUemoKY/s400/tumblr_l5rbbz8cqI1qcwtoco1_400.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496720971829153986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2. I am unique and one of a kind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TEg-odVSbhI/AAAAAAAABOc/fusb7WBnkJA/s1600/tumblr_l5t1kkpYGa1qcdqhoo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TEg-odVSbhI/AAAAAAAABOc/fusb7WBnkJA/s400/tumblr_l5t1kkpYGa1qcdqhoo1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496712209995296274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3. My life can be what I want it to be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TEg-oqTjprI/AAAAAAAABOk/TfJHHqub16M/s1600/tumblr_l5sxpcll8R1qcdqhoo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 263px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TEg-oqTjprI/AAAAAAAABOk/TfJHHqub16M/s400/tumblr_l5sxpcll8R1qcdqhoo1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496712213477697202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4. I should live one day at a time and not rush it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TEhGlxU_8mI/AAAAAAAABQE/iBaEER1sU-o/s1600/tumblr_l3zkdrNj9V1qad109o1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TEhGlxU_8mI/AAAAAAAABQE/iBaEER1sU-o/s400/tumblr_l3zkdrNj9V1qad109o1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496720959916208738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5. I will count my blessings, not my troubles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TEg-p7qCu9I/AAAAAAAABO8/h_0dXgADcQM/s1600/tumblr_l5xyyphkaV1qafc06o1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 262px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TEg-p7qCu9I/AAAAAAAABO8/h_0dXgADcQM/s400/tumblr_l5xyyphkaV1qafc06o1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496712235315280850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;6. I’ve made through a lot and I'll make it through whatever comes along.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TEg-o9NitgI/AAAAAAAABOs/7-0aW1flC3g/s1600/tumblr_l5u40c32Q11qby1pbo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TEg-o9NitgI/AAAAAAAABOs/7-0aW1flC3g/s400/tumblr_l5u40c32Q11qby1pbo1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496712218552743426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;7. Within me are answers to the questions I seek answers to on the outside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TEhFre1eptI/AAAAAAAABPU/Pqrn9wubgtQ/s1600/tumblr_l5qilnSRWi1qbvuwpo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TEhFre1eptI/AAAAAAAABPU/Pqrn9wubgtQ/s400/tumblr_l5qilnSRWi1qbvuwpo1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496719958519752402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;8. To Understand, having courage, being strong is the only way to face it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TEhFr2WeK-I/AAAAAAAABPc/fnK_TrSn7Oc/s1600/tumblr_l51tomXwKv1qaopvfo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TEhFr2WeK-I/AAAAAAAABPc/fnK_TrSn7Oc/s400/tumblr_l51tomXwKv1qaopvfo1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496719964832148450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;9. Limitations are for country borders not human progress. I will not limit myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TEhFqudBJJI/AAAAAAAABPE/sspE-Kw07Ro/s1600/tumblr_l4znz92Jx31qbgqelo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TEhFqudBJJI/AAAAAAAABPE/sspE-Kw07Ro/s400/tumblr_l4znz92Jx31qbgqelo1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496719945532253330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;10. I have many dreams which are waiting to be realized and I should now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TEg-pSfWZhI/AAAAAAAABO0/RVz7ZKK9YuU/s1600/tumblr_l5u329UFOb1qcx8hbo1_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 302px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TEg-pSfWZhI/AAAAAAAABO0/RVz7ZKK9YuU/s400/tumblr_l5u329UFOb1qcx8hbo1_400.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496712224264578578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;11. Decisions are for me to take and chance might just work in my favor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TEhFsQIqXuI/AAAAAAAABPk/9AdiaTmOKIs/s1600/tumblr_l5yamwlPdI1qapcpeo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TEhFsQIqXuI/AAAAAAAABPk/9AdiaTmOKIs/s400/tumblr_l5yamwlPdI1qapcpeo1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496719971753549538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;12. Nothing wastes more energy than worrying and I have wasted enough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TEhGk-OTfxI/AAAAAAAABPs/7XmynYwOwnM/s1600/tumblr_l3oycgMgSF1qzidboo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 270px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TEhGk-OTfxI/AAAAAAAABPs/7XmynYwOwnM/s400/tumblr_l3oycgMgSF1qzidboo1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496720946197921554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;13. I shall live a life of serenity, not a life of regrets.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TEhGlr49UvI/AAAAAAAABP8/gir3OyuBkjM/s1600/tumblr_l5xle6aXIa1qb27uro1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TEhGlr49UvI/AAAAAAAABP8/gir3OyuBkjM/s400/tumblr_l5xle6aXIa1qb27uro1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496720958456419058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And as always breaking the rules of 13...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TEhGlFF1C6I/AAAAAAAABP0/IvYc-hWMwyw/s1600/tumblr_l4nyo9bfM91qbdy2lo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TEhGlFF1C6I/AAAAAAAABP0/IvYc-hWMwyw/s400/tumblr_l4nyo9bfM91qbdy2lo1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496720948041419682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;14. I shall always remember that a little love goes a long way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TEhFrJ6dV4I/AAAAAAAABPM/bCLrdXV-vCY/s1600/tumblr_l5hrf8StpS1qb27uro1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TEhFrJ6dV4I/AAAAAAAABPM/bCLrdXV-vCY/s400/tumblr_l5hrf8StpS1qb27uro1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496719952903493506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://2short2sweet.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/227/23C7577F15D4A88DF2235232AB7DD089.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/570490576090907301-4367741049940446550?l=2short2sweet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://2short2sweet.blogspot.com/2010/07/making-my-own-mantr.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Divaa Divine)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TEg7VssHY8I/AAAAAAAABOU/DiA6EZEzUno/s72-c/Untitled-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-570490576090907301.post-6177563967724450080</guid><pubDate>Sun, 18 Jul 2010 12:18:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-07-18T17:30:25.121+05:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Life</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>relationships</category><title>Making Marriage</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TELuXfZeFgI/AAAAAAAABKw/R4VqS9jmylw/s1600/12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TELuXfZeFgI/AAAAAAAABKw/R4VqS9jmylw/s400/12.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495216582678156802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Since Sunday Scribblings has yet again disappointed me today, I shall just go with the flow I am in and write my own post. A little inspired from the various readings I have been doing and the learning too (first hand) yes they call me love guru - relationship guru - but if common sense means guru yes thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do this &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rescue Relationships&lt;/span&gt; of &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/pages/Rescuing-Relationships-111/122634717772614"&gt;Facebook&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/rescuerelations"&gt;Twitter&lt;/a&gt; and so far it has been something I truly enjoy doing. Hardly I get comments and questions from anyone, so I am taking it as a good sign. I sure hope you are all doing well in your cosy and comfortable lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I shall open the windows and doors to the perception of people and their misconceptions about marriage. Yes as boring as it sounds, it is necessary to cater to these misconceptions or else the rate at which divorces are taking place, it will speed up double in a matter of years. The most important is the question &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Are you Ready?"&lt;/span&gt; Now as simple as the question is, the reply is not a yes or no. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Think Hard! Very Hard!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TELw3xXmYmI/AAAAAAAABLo/y5TGyIact_0/s1600/tumblr_l4mm3sWWF41qzhcgro1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TELw3xXmYmI/AAAAAAAABLo/y5TGyIact_0/s400/tumblr_l4mm3sWWF41qzhcgro1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495219336281219682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think long and hard before taking the plunge because it is a lifelong commitment which requires behavioral changes (which just have to happen). You must start your marriage with a commitment and that explains "the making it last" promise to yourself and your partner. You must be aware of the fact that certain behaviors such as flirting with the opposite sex are no longer appropriate under any situation. So if you are a born playboy or flirt (or playgirl), just say NO, even if your parents are torturing you with emotional blackmails. It is useless screwing around with more than one life and you know it isn't yours only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TELylchc-QI/AAAAAAAABMQ/-c0gw-unO7Q/s1600/tumblr_kyrkt0i1MY1qa7ecyo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TELylchc-QI/AAAAAAAABMQ/-c0gw-unO7Q/s400/tumblr_kyrkt0i1MY1qa7ecyo1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495221220471011586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Certain behaviors such as going out with friends very often and into social situations that is a setup for men to meet women and dance etc. is just not acceptable. People think it is a habit and their spouse needs to accept his/her mannerisms which are loud and unruly. If you don't think you can live without the night life then married life may not be for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TELyk1CeyCI/AAAAAAAABMI/lzJk0V1ISGo/s1600/tumblr_kyq3qcYYxQ1qa7ecyo1_400.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TELyk1CeyCI/AAAAAAAABMI/lzJk0V1ISGo/s400/tumblr_kyq3qcYYxQ1qa7ecyo1_400.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495221209872123938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is inappropriate for a married man or women to have a friend of the opposite sex. Your husband or wife is now your best friend, and all other members of the opposite sex should be downgraded to acquaintances. Do not put yourself in a position to be alone with someone of the opposite sex, even if it is as innocent as a lunch date. Trust me it blows in your face and you will not want any blood and shattered bonds because of this stupidity. People get married and continue to keep their footings grounded in the life they had before. Give it up. Just get moving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TELw3cQjSpI/AAAAAAAABLg/7h4xSMNRBVQ/s1600/a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TELw3cQjSpI/AAAAAAAABLg/7h4xSMNRBVQ/s400/a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495219330614512274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When two people get married, you must know that you have committed to share more than just a bond and a label of 'being married', you must now share a life philosophy and life goals too. About moving forward together, having children, finances, spending, a house, a car, anything at all, it has to be not your decision alone. Your spouse now plays an equal and should be asked before a decision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most people are very particular about their personal space and privacy, which to an extent is acceptable, but on the bigger canvas of being married there is no room for privacy. You must share everything. I have seen women who freak out when their husbands see their phone. Why should you be so darn suspicious? Things should remain open between the two of you. You two do get naked in front of each other, so why the other suspicious veil? Yes of course, 'it is my private life!' Screw that private life and get over with the hue and cry about privacy. Except for personalized settings there are no privacy settings in life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a marriage, your spouse is an extension of you and deserves respect. He or she should be elevated by you at every opportunity. Their honor should be defended vigorously against attacks, even if it means standing up to your parents! It must be clear to everyone, especially your spouse, that you render your full support to your spouse in every situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TELw4eED4MI/AAAAAAAABLw/a3jVvVmiSIU/s1600/tumblr_l0a1xtmiBU1qzgqhio1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 262px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TELw4eED4MI/AAAAAAAABLw/a3jVvVmiSIU/s400/tumblr_l0a1xtmiBU1qzgqhio1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495219348278862018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends are okay to have but if one of you has a problem with the others friends - let it go. It is useless hanging onto people other than your spouse, because they haven't committed to you a life long walk along. They are there for some hours and then they are into their lives. Many people have this habit of relying on friends too much other than their spouse for emotional support or even financial. What do you think you are doing? Is this a sane way to deal with a commitment?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once you are in a marriage, avoid the internet. I don't mean all together but the places which will distract you and lead you astray. Avoid chatrooms, IM's, myspace and other type of internet sites that encourage and give opportunity for infidelity. Inappropriate conversations, meetings, and cybersex all lead to major issues in your marriage. Stay away from those things to prevent a misunderstanding or temptation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think about what you want, what makes you happy in your marriage, then do that for your spouse. Remember the Golden Rule from elementary school? That still applies in your marriage. Be the kind of spouse to your spouse you want them to be to you. By doing so, not only do you lose yourself in the service of taking care of you spouse, but you make them want to be that way back to you. It's easier to be nice and caring to someone who is nice and caring to you. Tell your spouse how much you adore him or her frequently. This is the most important advice that I can give.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TELw4iSc2ZI/AAAAAAAABL4/WyvletiSf78/s1600/tumblr_l280umJJKx1qa7ecyo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 245px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TELw4iSc2ZI/AAAAAAAABL4/WyvletiSf78/s400/tumblr_l280umJJKx1qa7ecyo1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495219349412960658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the little things that matter the most and are forgotten once we step into marriage and stick to our ways of being when we were single. We forget to show our love to our spouses. We think they know since we wash their clothes, cook their food and do things like managing their home and making love to them in bed. What we forget is, as humans, we need to be reassured that we are loved on a regular basis. That does not mean just women. Men need reassurance as well. They earn for us, make us feel loved and wanted and do a lot more than women in a marriage. Things like leaving a little note, a card, or even write I love you in lipstick on the mirror. Quite often the smallest gestures take the least amount of time, and do the most for a marriage. No matter how long you've been married, marriage takes work everyday. When you add petrol to fire it will burn intensely - yes get the clue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TELw5dlp2yI/AAAAAAAABMA/vutdxlLHGbY/s1600/tumblr_l472jkFeMd1qa7ecyo1_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TELw5dlp2yI/AAAAAAAABMA/vutdxlLHGbY/s400/tumblr_l472jkFeMd1qa7ecyo1_400.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495219365331196706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Respect is an essential attribute of staying together in a marriage. It's easy to neglect our spouses. Sometimes, as sad as it is, our family and our spouses are often the ones we treat the worst. A spouse sees you sick, fat, pregnant, decked out, gorgeous, and all other ways and stilll loves you without having any doubts. Doesn't that deserve your respect? Talk to them and treat as though you have the utmost respect for them, their thoughts and their opinions. Even if those thoughts and opinions differ from your own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TELyltHjlhI/AAAAAAAABMY/OOh7QaNS5CA/s1600/tumblr_kzpo6bDcZU1qa7ecyo1_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 246px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TELyltHjlhI/AAAAAAAABMY/OOh7QaNS5CA/s400/tumblr_kzpo6bDcZU1qa7ecyo1_400.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495221224925795858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not sure how much I have nailed it in here but the bottom line is, don't think marriage is about 'sharing a bed, bathroom, and a closet'... when you think on those lines you forget the essence of why commitment as bonding as 'marriage' - marriage isn't the deal you sign and then it expires within a certain period. To know why we want to get married is essential and along with that are we capable for the changes that are requirement? When you get into a job, all your experiences are not as required, hence you gain some on that and apply again. We got to stop thinking the negatives of marriage and start to consider the pros of it. It isn't all that bad. It isn't bad at all actually. Once you know your ABCs, you are going to make it through. There is no such thing as a failed spouse, unless one is not open to changes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. Not everyone is marriage material  - and not everyone is capable enough of defining what marriage material is :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://2short2sweet.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/227/23C7577F15D4A88DF2235232AB7DD089.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/570490576090907301-6177563967724450080?l=2short2sweet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://2short2sweet.blogspot.com/2010/07/making-marriage.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Divaa Divine)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TELuXfZeFgI/AAAAAAAABKw/R4VqS9jmylw/s72-c/12.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item></channel></rss>