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<?xml-stylesheet type="text/xsl" media="screen" href="/~d/styles/rss2full.xsl"?><?xml-stylesheet type="text/css" media="screen" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~d/styles/itemcontent.css"?><rss xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearch/1.1/" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0" xmlns:feedburner="http://rssnamespace.org/feedburner/ext/1.0" version="2.0"><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8579516636840124233</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Thu, 23 Feb 2012 01:49:02 +0000</lastBuildDate><category>eyes</category><category>infatuation</category><category>Paul McCartney</category><category>increase libido</category><category>cupboard love</category><category>relationship</category><category>falling in love</category><category>Sapno ki Rani</category><category>photography</category><category>love secrets</category><category>man-woman relationship</category><category>chocolates</category><category>diamond rings</category><category>shopping</category><category>mobile phones</category><category>marriage</category><category>low libido</category><category>night life</category><category>libido</category><category>ideas</category><category>true love</category><category>album</category><category>love and sex</category><category>life</category><category>health care</category><category>People</category><category>friendship</category><category>gifts</category><category>dreams</category><category>memories</category><category>man-women relationship</category><category>Valentine's Day</category><category>eyesight</category><category>perfect catch</category><category>changing trends</category><category>society</category><category>healthcare</category><category>feelings</category><category>hair dandruff</category><category>what women want</category><category>romantic moments</category><category>flowers</category><category>attitudes</category><category>love</category><category>phoenix</category><category>Dexter</category><category>define love</category><title>cupboardlover</title><description>Life has become more materialistic and mechanical. And if you talk about love then hold your breath, think 1000 times before being in love or better go for cupboard love, anytime.
Cupboard Love simply means the love that you give in order to get something in return; its a materialistic love.</description><link>http://cupboardlover.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (cool-deviant)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>62</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/blogspot/SoiS" /><feedburner:info uri="blogspot/sois" /><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/" /><feedburner:emailServiceId>blogspot/SoiS</feedburner:emailServiceId><feedburner:feedburnerHostname>http://feedburner.google.com</feedburner:feedburnerHostname><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8579516636840124233.post-7362656697292574633</guid><pubDate>Tue, 21 Apr 2009 06:51:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-04-22T00:12:24.204-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">shopping</category><title>Girls Shopping Secret Revealed</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4Lc5zLAzHZc/Se1tmKvKabI/AAAAAAAAAGA/lPi4a_cY1_E/s1600-h/girl_shopping.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 165px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4Lc5zLAzHZc/Se1tmKvKabI/AAAAAAAAAGA/lPi4a_cY1_E/s320/girl_shopping.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327034436733790642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Like many others, I love to savor each sip of tea while reading the newspaper. When I get up in the morning, I need two things, my newspaper and a cup of tea. Since I am living alone in Delhi, I have no choice but to prepare tea by myself. The newspaper vendor (Ram Lal) does not come to my house rather he throws the newspaper from a distance. But his pitch is perfect and when I get up in the morning, I find the newspaper just in front of my room.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today when I was turning newspaper pages, my eyes got stuck on a news title, “Women’s shopping secret revealed.” I started reading the news, which is quoted as “Scientists from a renowned University have found that women go crazy about shopping 10 days before the start of their menstrual cycle. According to researchers, during those days, most women feel depressed due to some hormonal changes and to divert their mood, they go to malls and shop whatever they want.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guys, it’s a great news for us – how? Well, wait a minute – I explain each and everything in detail. The very first thing you have to do is ask your girl friend about her period – I don’t think girls would anyway bother revealing this information (forget about girls who wouldn't say boo to a goose). Then do some arithmetic calculation – guys don’t worry you only need to add or subtract. Thank god – no calculus, no probability and no permutation and combination. Just find the dooms day and save your wallet -- well, I am sure you must be getting my point, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can you forget those days when your girl friend would come from behind and put her hand in your back pocket or would insist you for shopping? Now the answer is with you – she must have been going through that period – the so called dooms day. Now what you have to do is avoid those particular days, I mean when your girl friend calls you up – just say, you are busy in your studies, catch you later, or something like that. You only have to avoid those misty days coz if you meet your girl friend during that period then better go to ATM booth and draw some money for shopping. Well, if you have enough money then this blog is of no use to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girls please don’t get offended -- I can see the pangs of jealousy on your face. Well, if you love shopping its good but do you remember when the last time you bought something for your boyfriend – nooooooooooo….Ohhhh God…poor guy… Learn the art of mutual cooperation – and express the love for each other. Its like you scratch my back and I will scratch yours kind of thing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8579516636840124233-7362656697292574633?l=cupboardlover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/SoiS/~4/FkUS0r-eKKE" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/SoiS/~3/FkUS0r-eKKE/girls-shopping-secret-revealed.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (cool-deviant)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4Lc5zLAzHZc/Se1tmKvKabI/AAAAAAAAAGA/lPi4a_cY1_E/s72-c/girl_shopping.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>22</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://cupboardlover.blogspot.com/2009/04/girls-shopping-secret-revealed.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8579516636840124233.post-5576892462229484369</guid><pubDate>Thu, 19 Mar 2009 14:13:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-03-19T07:14:37.680-07:00</atom:updated><title>Vanity: No Apologies</title><description>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Recently I read some news on Viagra – scientists claim that people who often use aphrodisiac for improving their sexual satisfaction also welcome various diseases. Today Viagra is easily available in the market, but it has side effects that finally lead to various diseases.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, this news has nothing to do with me coz I am still single and virgiii…So, what is the use of Viagra…But this news reminded me of my college days when I first visited a medical shop to buy the same just for sere curiosity. I was really nervous but I finally geared up and asked the chemist to give me a Viagra capsule. I had seen various TV ads on Viagra and I liked a brand that was available at the chemist’s shop. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I asked the chemist to show me the bottle containing Viagra capsules – he looked at me in such a way as if I was doing a crime (what a low mentality he was having)… Anyway, I bought the capsule and as I kept it in my pocket, the Viagra magic started…shhhhhhh… read it carefully…lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, the magic started and my normal cock (so called munna) turned into a serpent. Thank god I had a tight undergarment otherwise anyone could have guessed it…lol &lt;br /&gt;I reached at my room and locked the door --- I don’t know whether the effect was psychological or whatever, but the magic was on… &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I was in a hostel room, I just wanted to do the thing quickly but alone without any opposite sex – can u imagine? Well, I slipped my trouser and inner wear just to let my cock take a deep breath. I don’t know what was happening at that particular time, but I was just following the instructions of my brain nerves. I finally released the tension and my cock (munna) went into a deep sleep mode. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, the moral of the story is that Viagra is more about mental frame shift of mind – sexual desire comes more from each others understanding, love and care – rest all are bullshit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8579516636840124233-5576892462229484369?l=cupboardlover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/SoiS/~4/D_xUudBa0uw" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/SoiS/~3/D_xUudBa0uw/vanity-no-apologies.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (cool-deviant)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://cupboardlover.blogspot.com/2009/03/vanity-no-apologies.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8579516636840124233.post-8585877894143371820</guid><pubDate>Thu, 19 Feb 2009 09:25:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-02-19T04:37:18.846-08:00</atom:updated><title>Post Valentine’s Day Special</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4Lc5zLAzHZc/SZ0mEwNlh9I/AAAAAAAAAF4/AWSLUzOAyg4/s1600-h/valentine.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 144px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4Lc5zLAzHZc/SZ0mEwNlh9I/AAAAAAAAAF4/AWSLUzOAyg4/s320/valentine.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304437799215531986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Valentine’s Day is over and so the love – sorry, just kidding. Well, many youngsters say that for them everyday is special and Valentine’s Day is no different. They love their partners with the same passion as any other day, while many others desperately wait for Valentine’s Day, i.e., 14th February. Well, in my opinion, Valentine’s Day is a good concept – though I am still single (ready to mingle), but there has always been a veiled hope that on Valentine’s day, someone inadvertently would call me and say, “Hey… will you be my valentine?”… Lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, on dooms day, while I was waiting for such unknown calls, my mind was searching for other options. My 1500 gram brain sent a message through millions of nerve cells, “Why don’t you go out at places such as malls and multiplexes where you can get someone special.” The idea was great – I went to the salon and asked the barber for hair cut, face massage, and other things. While doing the massage, the billu barber unintentionally asked me, “Sir, what’s the matter? Are you going with someone special today?” My reaction was just a smile coz I knew the fact. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all such beauty exercises, I came home and took a bath, dressed up – ready to take a chance. Before leaving home, I thought to read the newspaper – I turned the Page3 of the Delhi times and my eyes stopped on a title, “Girls: Beware of Romeos on Valentine’s Day.” Some girls had shared their last year’s Valentine’s Day experience. In an interview, one girl said that while moving around the market on that special day, she came across a Romeo who proposed her. And she never forgets the reply – Get Lost…..Other girls who shared their experiences responded in the same way. After reading that news, I was really depressed and finally dropped the idea of going out. I didn’t get any unknown calls either. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The very next day, I got a miscall, but the mobile number was unknown – I didn’t call her back – hey, I am using her, as if I knew who gave me the miscall – height of frustration – hehehe. Well, I am happy that I am alone, coz when I think of the time when I was not single, I feel happier than before now. Anyway, my Valentine’s Day experience was really funny, what about yours – share with us…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8579516636840124233-8585877894143371820?l=cupboardlover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/SoiS/~4/ziILNvZaHHk" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/SoiS/~3/ziILNvZaHHk/post-valentines-day-special.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (cool-deviant)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4Lc5zLAzHZc/SZ0mEwNlh9I/AAAAAAAAAF4/AWSLUzOAyg4/s72-c/valentine.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://cupboardlover.blogspot.com/2009/02/post-valentines-day-special.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8579516636840124233.post-8551794596671154363</guid><pubDate>Fri, 17 Oct 2008 15:13:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-11-22T01:54:13.857-08:00</atom:updated><title>Karwa chawth: A festival of married Indian women</title><description>Karwa chawth is a Hindu ritual of fasting by married women seeking the long life and prosperity of their husbands. Though this festival is more popular in North India, everyone knows the significance of it. I knew it by watching Bollywood movies. But I had never thought that one day I would do the same for a girl – Lol…Surprised??? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was 2004 when I decided to celebrate this festival in a different way. 2004 – the year when I was deeply in love with a girl. On Karwa Chawth day I called her up and said, “I am on fast and I want you to cook something for me.” Her reaction was quite interesting. She first laughed and said Ok… done… you must do it for me. Anyway, I was on fast the whole day – I was never on fast before in my life, but you know for the sake of love… &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since we were not allowed to meet late in the evening, I &lt;a href="http://technobirdlive.com"&gt;called her up&lt;/a&gt; and said, Dear, I will reach your place by 6pm and she said ok. I didn’t know what was she preparing for me. Before leaving my room, I gave her a miscall… She reached at a particular place and had brought a Tiffin box. I sat beside her and said, “I did this for you and you only.” She passed a million dollar smile and I thought my daylong fasting didn’t go in vain. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After some intimate conversation, she opened the Tiffin box and it was &lt;a href="http://www.healthcuring.com"&gt;Halwa &lt;/a&gt;(a sweet dish), and she gave that to me. I ate but there was no sugar – she felt embarrassed. And few minutes later she said that she was in a hurry and forgot to add sugar. Anyway, that was really unforgettable day for both of us. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, after 4 years, I can feel that very moment but she is not with me. She left me alone in the beach of love. But true love never dies – I loved her truly but don’t know about her. God bless her!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8579516636840124233-8551794596671154363?l=cupboardlover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/SoiS/~4/nPWmVIRmgOM" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/SoiS/~3/nPWmVIRmgOM/karwa-chawth-festival-of-married-indian.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (cool-deviant)</author><thr:total>3</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://cupboardlover.blogspot.com/2008/10/karwa-chawth-festival-of-married-indian.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8579516636840124233.post-7489166972520475865</guid><pubDate>Sat, 04 Oct 2008 05:44:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-10-03T22:46:28.004-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">love and sex</category><title>Ignite your passion for sex</title><description>&lt;P align="justify"&gt;Have you still got the same eagerness for sex as you had in the first year of married life? Your answer would definitely be a Big NOOO… Do you know why both of you are not interested in doing it a year after your married life – the reason is quite simple. If you do the same thing everyday, you get bored. I give you a simple example – if I ask you about your favorite cuisine and your answer is say, Chicken Tikka – eat the same stuff everyday for a week. I am sure; you will not allow the same stuff in your platter on the 8th day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This logic is very much related to sex life. And therefore, practicing sex everyday is a bad idea. The best way to keep your sexual ignition unharmed is choose a special day, say Saturday – now, both of you have chosen this day. Do your office and home work as usual and wait for that special day – celebrate that special day, as if you are doing something extraordinary. Cook some special food for dinner, play a light music and make love. If you do this, I am sure you would get the eternal joy and love. And the biggest advantage of practicing it is – you will wait for the next Saturday with same enthusiasm. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8579516636840124233-7489166972520475865?l=cupboardlover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/SoiS/~4/lFWnRevO27U" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/SoiS/~3/lFWnRevO27U/ignite-your-passion-for-sex.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (cool-deviant)</author><thr:total>5</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://cupboardlover.blogspot.com/2008/10/ignite-your-passion-for-sex.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8579516636840124233.post-4958789753195461139</guid><pubDate>Fri, 03 Oct 2008 08:32:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-10-03T21:57:52.585-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">friendship</category><title>Friendship for a cause</title><description>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Last week, I got a friend request alert on a social community website. It is normal if there is a man, but surprisingly, it was a girl. It took no time from my side to accept her friend request. Then I visited her profile and tried to scrutinize what kind of girl she is. Anyway in the evening itself, I got a scrap from her side, “Hi, dear, r u there?” It was really surprising for me. I sent a message, “yes, I am online. Do you have gmail account id?” She took no time in her reply and sent her gmail id. I added her and we were online on Gtalk. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, it is time to justify my blog title. In the very first chat line, she told me the reason why she added me. I asked why? She said, “I am doing mass comm. and want your help.” I had no clue so I again asked how? She said, “Actually the project is related to your place and I hope you belong to the same place the reason being you have joined such social communities in your web profile.” I think she is very intelligent and slightly overconfident. I said no, I do not belong to that place; I have so many friends from there. Then she simply said, ok – you please gather some information about the project, coz no information is available on the site. And the last date of submission is 10th of October. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is inevitable to mention one thing about me coz it is directly related to this blog. When I was working in a company, my senior colleague once told me, “You are a search master.” Actually, I used to maintain a database for all the information that would require every day. And it is really time consuming, if you search the same thing daily. So, this practice of mine really impressed my senior. Now come to the point – when she said, she didn’t get any relevant information on the site, I was confident that I would search all the information in no time. However, I took two days time from her. During the chat, I also asked whether she is engaged or not. And the answer you can expect, YES. But I was not hurt coz her friend list was stuffed with beautiful girls. And I said plz do something for me as well – just kidding!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I searched a lot on the project topic she had given to me. I also asked my friend for the same – but really there was no information. So, finally I gave up. After two days, she again came online and buzzed me with her signature chat line, “Hi dear, r u there?” I said yes, and told her that I could not collect the information. The moment I sent this message, she logged off. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am ending this blog just like Ram Gopal Verma’s movie – coz once I was watching Ramu’s film, the picture abruptly ended. Many audiences in the cinema hall were still waiting for the end like other Indian movies, but finally the picture hall lights up and gives an indication that the movie has finally come to an end. THE END…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8579516636840124233-4958789753195461139?l=cupboardlover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/SoiS/~4/bnhnCxwuZ1w" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/SoiS/~3/bnhnCxwuZ1w/friendship-for-cause.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (cool-deviant)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://cupboardlover.blogspot.com/2008/10/friendship-for-cause.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8579516636840124233.post-8186848405187284645</guid><pubDate>Wed, 01 Oct 2008 04:36:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-10-03T21:48:10.252-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">define love</category><title>Love: Is it a science or an art?</title><description>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sometimes wonder when I search the meaning of love. Is it something that makes you feel good or is it just an affection you share with someone you are very closed to? I asked this question to some of my friends and their answer really surprised me. One of my friends from arts background said, “love is something that you feel in your heart and mind.” And a friend from science background said, “the feeling of love is directly related to body hormone, as it changes with age and your perception towards love also changes in he same manner.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can’t ignore both the logic my friends presented before me. Sometimes I also feel in the same manner. Recently, I experienced this feeling for someone special who came in my life. In terms of arts, I can feel it – I really feel the love that we both have for each other. And I also want to validate the expression of my friend from science background bcoz some love hormones (it could be any body hormones, I am not sure about it) might have secreted in my body that make me happy and my chicks to glow… So, guys, have you ever felt such love – I am sure you might have. So, please jot down and share your experiences with us.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8579516636840124233-8186848405187284645?l=cupboardlover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/SoiS/~4/2sRcQ9vh1v4" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/SoiS/~3/2sRcQ9vh1v4/love-is-it-science-or-art.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (cool-deviant)</author><thr:total>3</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://cupboardlover.blogspot.com/2008/09/love-is-it-science-or-art.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8579516636840124233.post-3856908221375963682</guid><pubDate>Sat, 06 Sep 2008 09:13:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-11-22T01:55:36.632-08:00</atom:updated><title>Good news for love buds</title><description>Hey guys, there is a good news – now you will get full talk time on your &lt;a href="http://technobirdlive.com"&gt;mobile&lt;/a&gt; recharge coupon. This is a permanent offer and it is available on all mobile networks. This news will definitely bring 1000$ smile on everyone’s face who frequently use mobile phones, especially girls who often talk with their boyfriends. I remember some of my friends who would always stick to their &lt;a href="http://technobirdlive.com"&gt;phones &lt;/a&gt;– thank god they are married now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the recent time, I have experienced a dramatic change in the behavior of girls. Now, I don’t know why but one thing I realized that if she feels that you are wasting her time with intangible talks, she would say, “Ok, xyz, my mom is calling so talk to you after sometime or maybe some other days.” Now, you are not such a fool to force her to talk. You wait… wait, and wait…Now it’s already a week and sometimes months, but your phone is not ringing… Hellooooooooooooo girls, could you please give us some clue why you do this to us or what you really wanna talk on &lt;a href="http://technobirdlive.com"&gt;phone&lt;/a&gt;….abt shopping, dressing, love or what…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8579516636840124233-3856908221375963682?l=cupboardlover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/SoiS/~4/2ga7ckqVqKo" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/SoiS/~3/2ga7ckqVqKo/good-news-for-love-buds.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (cool-deviant)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://cupboardlover.blogspot.com/2008/09/good-news-for-love-buds.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8579516636840124233.post-2785090118679777086</guid><pubDate>Mon, 11 Aug 2008 11:06:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-08-11T04:57:15.146-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">love</category><title>Please Help My Bro Get His Love!!!</title><description>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__W1ALOUq3VI/SKAi_X-J8DI/AAAAAAAAANo/qZMnvXDOVZ4/s1600-h/dd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__W1ALOUq3VI/SKAi_X-J8DI/AAAAAAAAANo/qZMnvXDOVZ4/s200/dd.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233221239166332978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's URGENT! My bro is sufferring, yet again, from the most dangerous bug. He's in love!!! Again!!! I apologize for being unable to come up with the actual stats. Maybe this is his 15th, 17th...no no, 19th episode of love interest. Well, I just can't count the numbers. This bug troubles him almost all the time, in every corner he goes and with every move he makes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time, his lady love shined through, hold on, an email. Yup, you heard it right. Seems technology is really rising high. My bro has got her email and since then he got lost in the valley of love. He keeps getting lost there. Although he knows each and every corner of that valley by now. Okay, now coming back to the email. The progress led to another stream of technology. This time, the &lt;a href=http://technitarian.blogspot.com&gt;mobile phone&lt;/a&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her voice pours honey drops. It sounds so heavenly...my bro can go on and on with the wings of his dreams. &lt;a href=http://phoenixcroons.blogspot.com&gt;Love&lt;/a&gt; gives you endless wings. But my bro's happy with his two wings. He can fly everywhere. Can build his lovenest anywhere. So what's wrong if he wants to shift to her city and settle down there? I'm sure they'll have cute adorable kids. Ohh, I would love to buy them pooh bears and chocolate cookies...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know when my bro reads this li'le piece of mine, he'll have already gotten names for his two kids. Hope the baby girl gets the sweet voice of her sweet mom. And the boy will be just like his father - getting dreamy with the emails and phone calls. And the bell will ring and ring and ring...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__W1ALOUq3VI/SKAgc-PiYaI/AAAAAAAAANg/uxCNpjoz0mw/s1600-h/A30F0CYCAA5NNDGCA3S74LACAWQF11VCAYQA426CAC3TP19CASYFQ0BCA2XQ805CARWT4ZDCA5J0V7MCAWWLDTCCAO1QINFCA5BBGXICAN8L8YNCADOBZDBCAT9ODGXCAKDT1QGCAX5DV1YCA708ZYK.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__W1ALOUq3VI/SKAgc-PiYaI/AAAAAAAAANg/uxCNpjoz0mw/s200/A30F0CYCAA5NNDGCA3S74LACAWQF11VCAYQA426CAC3TP19CASYFQ0BCA2XQ805CARWT4ZDCA5J0V7MCAWWLDTCCAO1QINFCA5BBGXICAN8L8YNCADOBZDBCAT9ODGXCAKDT1QGCAX5DV1YCA708ZYK.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233218449121108386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My bro's lost in his thoughts now. His is the big Hamletian problem. To call or not to call...Somebody help please!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8579516636840124233-2785090118679777086?l=cupboardlover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/SoiS/~4/haneYJwv-Lw" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/SoiS/~3/haneYJwv-Lw/please-help-my-bro-get-his-love.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Insomnized Phoenix)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__W1ALOUq3VI/SKAi_X-J8DI/AAAAAAAAANo/qZMnvXDOVZ4/s72-c/dd.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://cupboardlover.blogspot.com/2008/08/please-help-my-bro-get-his-love.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8579516636840124233.post-7391140537042782979</guid><pubDate>Mon, 04 Aug 2008 13:35:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-08-04T07:30:52.910-07:00</atom:updated><title>The Scarriest Day for Guys</title><description>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__W1ALOUq3VI/SJcIH06VMdI/AAAAAAAAALw/4fVBRgblMvs/s1600-h/ALIF71ICAOLNZIBCAETOYRUCAUAHV7HCADJPU8JCAUINT0KCA2H75N9CARY863DCAS5Y9YVCA86IYG8CAKAKX45CAHQ6GRQCAVMQQY9CAE3XXX4CA0XFYGHCAZ3IIETCACA4OXTCA9U1USLCA8ZO5MP.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__W1ALOUq3VI/SJcIH06VMdI/AAAAAAAAALw/4fVBRgblMvs/s200/ALIF71ICAOLNZIBCAETOYRUCAUAHV7HCADJPU8JCAUINT0KCA2H75N9CARY863DCAS5Y9YVCA86IYG8CAKAKX45CAHQ6GRQCAVMQQY9CAE3XXX4CA0XFYGHCAZ3IIETCACA4OXTCA9U1USLCA8ZO5MP.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230658422769529298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The title of my blog, I hope, does not provoke my male counterparts to accuse me of doubting their macho-ness. They are heroic, romantic, chivalrous, charming... the list goes on (I hope I'm not overrating my statement!!). But even after all these honorable adjective gestures, I still want to believe that there is one such moment for the guys to feel the scare. Pause. I'm not exaggerating this time guys. There is in fact the D day for the heroic troupe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day of horror is coming fast. Pause again. Let me clear the air now. Okay, break the ice. It's RAKSHA BANDHAN, the day for sisters tying the sacred band on the hands of the brothers. Time again to take the oath, on the brothers' part, to save their sisters from all the obstacles of the world. It's such a nice day. Sibling revelry glowing bright. Then where's the horror???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well...guys are scared to the last standing of goosebums. On this auspicious day, any girl can come tie the "dreadly" RAAKHI on their hands!!! A RAAKHI on your hand by a non-sister, and you lose one more chance of a romantic connectivity. Man it's called the much dreaded wired connectivity...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brother's scared too. He does not wanna come out in the sun. Not on that day. I already assured him that none of my girlfriends will be here. SO he can safely land here. He's decided to stay only for some moments and then quickly go back to his den. I just pray that he does not lose any chance of that high-speed connectivity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, I have decided to go out with my girls and color the town pink on that day. It's the day of powerpuff girls. We are sealed with the safety package bond signed by the brothers. And yes, not to forget loads of gifts. Time to unload thousands of dollars from brother dearest (Hope my bro's listening!!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So guys, be ready to face the scarriest moment of your life. Show your heroism now, to your SISTERS. May you be blessed by them to shed the fear factor from your skin and come out in true flying colors. Prepare for the D day. NOW!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8579516636840124233-7391140537042782979?l=cupboardlover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/SoiS/~4/6by25jDU9X8" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/SoiS/~3/6by25jDU9X8/most-scarriest-day-for-guys.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Insomnized Phoenix)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__W1ALOUq3VI/SJcIH06VMdI/AAAAAAAAALw/4fVBRgblMvs/s72-c/ALIF71ICAOLNZIBCAETOYRUCAUAHV7HCADJPU8JCAUINT0KCA2H75N9CARY863DCAS5Y9YVCA86IYG8CAKAKX45CAHQ6GRQCAVMQQY9CAE3XXX4CA0XFYGHCAZ3IIETCACA4OXTCA9U1USLCA8ZO5MP.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>3</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://cupboardlover.blogspot.com/2008/08/most-scarriest-day-for-guys.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8579516636840124233.post-5851298596125470399</guid><pubDate>Sat, 02 Aug 2008 20:27:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-10-03T22:13:15.776-07:00</atom:updated><title>What women want from men?</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4Lc5zLAzHZc/SJTEBFcySJI/AAAAAAAAAEU/jZXeGLj3qkM/s1600-h/photo1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4Lc5zLAzHZc/SJTEBFcySJI/AAAAAAAAAEU/jZXeGLj3qkM/s320/photo1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230020590205814930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;The title of this blog is really tempting and I am trying to keep it tempting. Don’t you think  -- it’s the most difficult and debated topic? I even don’t have much idea about it. But, whatever I know – I really want to share with you guys. Don’t get offended girls – I am not generalizing the thing I have mentioned here. It’s just what I have experienced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I have mentioned in my last blog, I still don’t want to focus on the same topic, i.e., SEX. There are other interesting aspects as well and I am going to share the one i.e., &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;shopping and women&lt;/span&gt;. I sometimes wonder how finicky girls could be when it comes to shopping. Suppose, if I have to buy a jeans or a T-shirt, it will hardly take an hour or two. However, when your girl friend has to buy the same stuff – forget man, better take a leave from your office. Just mail your boss that you are ill and can’t join the office today. The reason is quite valid, coz otherwise also you are going to fall ill after shopping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember one such event when I had to go with my friend (no need to specify) for a shopping spree. She told me one day in advance about her program and also specified that I have to bear all the expenses. The moment she disconnected the phone, my first reaction was – oh god, save me. In the meantime, I checked my wallet – and it was only 100 bucks. I went to the ATM and took some money for the next day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next day, early in the morning she reminded me the same – be ready, we have to go for shopping and I said, “Okay I know that.” At around 11 am we went to the market – a genuinely good market for shopping, especially for girls. The market was crowded and the weather was hot because of two reasons: first due to the scorching sun and the second – u know, hot chicks roaming around. Anyway, she thought to buy a jeans first – she does not compromise with brands and therefore, we entered in a showroom – fully air-conditioned. Again I checked my wallet and felt satisfied, as I had cards also. Now the finicky nature starts – she had to choose a black jeans, as black is her favorite color. But the problem is that she picked and tried all colors, even black but her face expression was clear – she was not satisfied. Remember, this was the first showroom we entered. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the next 2 hours, we had entered 6 other shops for the same. After so much thought (I don’t know why girls think so much knowing the fact that they don’t have that cerebellum part in the brain), she said, "the first one was better." You can imagine my condition at that moment – but couldn’t say a word. Anyway, we again went to the first shop and finally bought an expensive branded jeans for her. She was happy and passed 1000$ smile towards me – that is all I wanted – Lol. Now, I was somewhat relaxed but the very next moment she said, let’s go to some other market for T-shirt. It was her day – so, I had no right to comment. We went to other expensive market and same episode – we entered at least 4 shops and finally bought another expensive T-shirt – again got a 1000$ smile from her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was almost around 6 o clock and both were feeling hungry – since, our tastes are similar, we had no problem searching a restaurant. Both like Chinese food. After shopping and eating – I finally reached my home at around 10 o clock. Frankly speaking, unlike other guys, I like shopping and enjoy the same when I am with my friend. So, it was on the whole a good day for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8579516636840124233-5851298596125470399?l=cupboardlover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/SoiS/~4/JtMVabT8AKI" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/SoiS/~3/JtMVabT8AKI/what-women-want-from-men.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (cool-deviant)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4Lc5zLAzHZc/SJTEBFcySJI/AAAAAAAAAEU/jZXeGLj3qkM/s72-c/photo1.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>5</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://cupboardlover.blogspot.com/2008/08/what-women-want-from-men.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8579516636840124233.post-3645415762323891875</guid><pubDate>Thu, 31 Jul 2008 07:16:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-08-11T04:55:28.080-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">feelings</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">love</category><title>The Rainy Wish</title><description>It's raining&lt;br /&gt;And I floated my untold words on it&lt;br /&gt;Wonder how you react when the raindrops touch you&lt;br /&gt;Maybe a smile and two words&lt;br /&gt;And a chain of &lt;a href=http://phoenixcroons.blogspot.com&gt;feelings&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really wanna hop high&lt;br /&gt;On the newfound tides&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, the sea of love&lt;br /&gt;Is just in front of my home!&lt;br /&gt;Hop hop and hop&lt;br /&gt;And here I go&lt;br /&gt;To reach you there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. &lt;i&gt;I can't wait to see you here and then we both float forever...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8579516636840124233-3645415762323891875?l=cupboardlover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/SoiS/~4/sQjqz5nn_fo" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/SoiS/~3/sQjqz5nn_fo/rainy-wish.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Insomnized Phoenix)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://cupboardlover.blogspot.com/2008/07/rainy-wish.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8579516636840124233.post-1171640036366241022</guid><pubDate>Sun, 27 Jul 2008 08:14:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-07-27T01:15:25.427-07:00</atom:updated><title>Think Twice</title><description>Don't think I can't feel that there's something wrong&lt;br /&gt;You've been the sweetest part of my life so long&lt;br /&gt;I look in your eyes, there's a distant light&lt;br /&gt;And you and I know there'll be a storm tonight&lt;br /&gt;This is getting serious&lt;br /&gt;Are you thinking 'bout you or us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Refrain)&lt;br /&gt;Don't say what you're about to say&lt;br /&gt;Look back before you leave my life&lt;br /&gt;Be sure before you close that door&lt;br /&gt;Before you roll those dice&lt;br /&gt;Baby think twice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby think twice for the sake of our love, for the memory&lt;br /&gt;For the fire and the faith that was you and me&lt;br /&gt;Baby I know it ain't easy when your soul cries out for higher ground&lt;br /&gt;'Coz when you're halfway up, you're always halfway down&lt;br /&gt;But baby this is serious&lt;br /&gt;Are you thinking 'bout you or us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Refrain)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(breakdown)&lt;br /&gt;Baby this is serious&lt;br /&gt;Are you thinking 'bout you or us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't say what you're about to say&lt;br /&gt;Look back before you leave my life&lt;br /&gt;Be sure before you close that door&lt;br /&gt;Before you roll those dice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't do what you're about to do&lt;br /&gt;My everything depends on you&lt;br /&gt;And whatever it takes, I'll sacrifice&lt;br /&gt;Before you roll those dice&lt;br /&gt;Baby think twice&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8579516636840124233-1171640036366241022?l=cupboardlover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/SoiS/~4/_P1r7JyWarQ" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/SoiS/~3/_P1r7JyWarQ/think-twice.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (cool-deviant)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://cupboardlover.blogspot.com/2008/07/think-twice.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8579516636840124233.post-6067183740045748363</guid><pubDate>Fri, 25 Jul 2008 12:13:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-07-25T07:05:47.198-07:00</atom:updated><title>Creativity and sex</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4Lc5zLAzHZc/SInE4QAS8gI/AAAAAAAAAEM/2XOS5x6Ql58/s1600-h/creativity.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4Lc5zLAzHZc/SInE4QAS8gI/AAAAAAAAAEM/2XOS5x6Ql58/s200/creativity.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226925313188098562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone today is suffering from a virus and I call it a sex virus. Don’t panic, it is congenial and does not harm at once. Sometimes I wonder how this virus has taken everyone in its grip. If you think you are not a prey yet -- you are mistaken. Have you ever thought why sex has become a dominant factor in our lives? In my opinion, the major reason is that we are not creative. We are governed by the social and moral culture. Our educational methods are largely based on intellect. And it is inevitable to understand that creation does not occur through the functioning of the intellect.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;When the intellect stops, creativity starts. The intellect or I would say the mind only perceives the word you read, things you see and reacts in a way you have learnt from the environment you live in. And this is absolutely not creation. And as we are uncreative, the only creativity left to us is sex. It’s all in our mind, and as long as we fulfill it we feel happy otherwise frustrated. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one is happy in today’s world and the only reason is that we are more subjective. We are living in an illusionary world. We are emotionally starved, religiously and intellectually repetitive; we are socially dull and economically regimented. And the only reason behind these is the lack of a creative state of mind. That is why sex has become the only outlet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again I don’t only blame the word sex, the problem lies in the desire to recapture the state of happiness by means of sex.  We always want to lose ourselves in lofty thoughts, excitement, or in some form of sensation. We sometimes want to escape from self, but don’t know how and where to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is therefore, very important to understand the problems and the hindrances that prevent our creative thoughts and creative living. If we understand this, we can definitely understand the problem of sex.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8579516636840124233-6067183740045748363?l=cupboardlover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/SoiS/~4/Jjv5i42gf3s" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/SoiS/~3/Jjv5i42gf3s/creativity-and-sex.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (cool-deviant)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4Lc5zLAzHZc/SInE4QAS8gI/AAAAAAAAAEM/2XOS5x6Ql58/s72-c/creativity.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://cupboardlover.blogspot.com/2008/07/creativity-and-sex.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8579516636840124233.post-3724182155240089486</guid><pubDate>Wed, 23 Jul 2008 05:55:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-07-23T11:59:59.772-07:00</atom:updated><title>My favorite song</title><description>I dedicate this song to my best friend: (by Celine Dion)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For all those times you stood by me&lt;br /&gt;For all the truth that you made me see&lt;br /&gt;For all the joy you brought to my life&lt;br /&gt;For all the wrong that you made right&lt;br /&gt;For every dream you made come true&lt;br /&gt;For all the love I found in you&lt;br /&gt;I'll be forever thankful baby&lt;br /&gt;You're the one who held me up&lt;br /&gt;Never let me fall&lt;br /&gt;You're the one who saw me through through it all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You were my strength when I was weak&lt;br /&gt;You were my voice when I couldn't speak&lt;br /&gt;You were my eyes when I couldn't see&lt;br /&gt;You saw the best there was in me&lt;br /&gt;Lifted me up when I couldn't reach&lt;br /&gt;You gave me faith 'coz you believed&lt;br /&gt;I'm everything I am&lt;br /&gt;Because you loved me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You gave me wings and made me fly&lt;br /&gt;You touched my hand I could touch the sky&lt;br /&gt;I lost my faith, you gave it back to me&lt;br /&gt;You said no star was out of reach&lt;br /&gt;You stood by me and I stood tall&lt;br /&gt;I had your love I had it all&lt;br /&gt;I'm grateful for each day you gave me&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I don't know that much&lt;br /&gt;But I know this much is true&lt;br /&gt;I was blessed because I was loved by you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You were my strength when I was weak&lt;br /&gt;You were my voice when I couldn't speak&lt;br /&gt;You were my eyes when I couldn't see&lt;br /&gt;You saw the best there was in me&lt;br /&gt;Lifted me up when I couldn't reach&lt;br /&gt;You gave me faith 'coz you believed&lt;br /&gt;I'm everything I am&lt;br /&gt;Because you loved me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You were always there for me&lt;br /&gt;The tender wind that carried me&lt;br /&gt;A light in the dark shining your love into my life&lt;br /&gt;You've been my inspiration&lt;br /&gt;Through the lies you were the truth&lt;br /&gt;My world is a better place because of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You were my strength when I was weak&lt;br /&gt;You were my voice when I couldn't speak&lt;br /&gt;You were my eyes when I couldn't see&lt;br /&gt;You saw the best there was in me&lt;br /&gt;Lifted me up when I couldn't reach&lt;br /&gt;You gave me faith 'coz you believed&lt;br /&gt;I'm everything I am&lt;br /&gt;Because you loved me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm everything I am&lt;br /&gt;Because you loved me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8579516636840124233-3724182155240089486?l=cupboardlover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/SoiS/~4/r9x47ATeml0" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/SoiS/~3/r9x47ATeml0/my-favorite-song.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (cool-deviant)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://cupboardlover.blogspot.com/2008/07/my-favorite-song.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8579516636840124233.post-1650429720179323977</guid><pubDate>Sat, 19 Jul 2008 14:24:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-07-20T00:53:32.127-07:00</atom:updated><title>My perception towards life</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4Lc5zLAzHZc/SIH5w6pg7mI/AAAAAAAAAD8/pZMGcSWgfl0/s1600-h/my_thoughts_i_dream_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4Lc5zLAzHZc/SIH5w6pg7mI/AAAAAAAAAD8/pZMGcSWgfl0/s200/my_thoughts_i_dream_b.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224731661498904162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After so much sex talk, I am really bushed now and want to kink my thoughts in a different direction. This does not mean I am skeptical about writing women’s sexuality; it is just a frame shift of mind with time. I can’t ignore my 1500 gm brain for this makeover. And like me, you all practice this fact, but the impact is so subtle that one fails to recognize it.  The best example I can put here — when you chat on google, you change the custom messages and so I do. I sometimes write—I am more like a Rorschach test, my laid back attitude towards life, mere jeevan sathi pyar kiye ja etc., etc – nvm. And I see this on others id as well. Just think over it and then experience the little shift that is taking place in your mind every now and then. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You must be wondering what am I going to write—may be my mind is severely damaged or I have just come out of my coma—but believe me, whatever I am writing today is just a reflection of how I perceive the world and the milieu where I live in. It is not like someone is trying to foist off a crazy idea on me – this is what I am feeling at this moment. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had never thought about myself so seriously just because of my mollycoddled attitude. Sometimes, I really feel depressed, and a dark silhouette looms around me and the very next moment a dreadful voice comes out of the dark saying— come out of your so called illusionary world; you are cynical, you are a laughing stock and you are nothing. And when I ask why—my past life rolls straight in my mind just to prove the above statement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what life is? Or is it merely a philosophical thought what great people have told us? What about people who talk about luck, destiny? Is your destiny already primed and the supreme power sitting above you is watching every moment of yours just to confirm what he has written is correct? May be—understanding the philosophy of life is not a cup of tea for me. But, still I am going through all these phages. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now some people might ask, why am I telling my so-called sad story or whatever – I just wanna share. And I remember the very first time when I was browsing a search engine to find what blog means – the very first definition I got was: It’s an open diary. So, friends, please do comment on this blog as your reaction is vital for me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know this blog is boring for ppl who take life in a positive and meaningful way and for some blog readers its just an escapist's medium—but I am really happy that I at least got a chance to share my feelings with you guys.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8579516636840124233-1650429720179323977?l=cupboardlover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/SoiS/~4/JhHWuOsvxv4" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/SoiS/~3/JhHWuOsvxv4/my-perception-towards-life.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (cool-deviant)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4Lc5zLAzHZc/SIH5w6pg7mI/AAAAAAAAAD8/pZMGcSWgfl0/s72-c/my_thoughts_i_dream_b.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://cupboardlover.blogspot.com/2008/07/my-perception-towards-life.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8579516636840124233.post-3825993964297258546</guid><pubDate>Tue, 15 Jul 2008 15:10:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-07-15T08:19:35.187-07:00</atom:updated><title>Appreciate the beauty she deserves</title><description>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4Lc5zLAzHZc/SHy_8wAhYcI/AAAAAAAAAD0/b6N7Fxg2aco/s1600-h/Nics+Beauty+Earths+Beauty+.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4Lc5zLAzHZc/SHy_8wAhYcI/AAAAAAAAAD0/b6N7Fxg2aco/s320/Nics+Beauty+Earths+Beauty+.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223260718243078594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A good relationship depends on several factors and I would not forget to mention one that every woman likes  – Appreciation! Yes, this is one magic word that could definitely help boost your relationship. So, if you appreciate then its good and if not then start appreciating her beauty. However, you can get some interesting clues through this blog. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beauty does not mean her face; you can appreciate every part of her body and then feel the difference. Now, the million-dollar question is from where to start. Well, it depends on you and definitely at what situation you want to admire. However, for me I am not a happy camper yet and therefore, I will start with her hair. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hair: I think this is the most sensual part in a women’s body. It’s my thought and I don’t want to generalize it. Anyway, if I get a chance to meet her, I would definitely appreciate her curly hair. I am not sure whether its straight or curly – Lol…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lips: I really like Angeline Jolie’s lips and I wish my girl friend would have the same. Anyway, let’s see. And what about you guys? But I really don’t like girls who try hard to look more attractive using so much lipstick. Please don’t do that – let it be natural. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;The next part I am going to write is definitely not for me – and she would definitely kill me for that However, since it’s a blog I can write – yes, appreciate her perky orbs or simply you can say – her breast. Again this is another most attractive part and every woman wants to show it in one way or the other. Sorry gals -- but its true. So, why don’t you appreciate her that beauty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Legs: I am a great fan of women with long and silky legs – Lol. So, if your partner is having this quality then appreciate man… Don’t waste your time. Now, what next – well, now, I can write only one part in this blog coz I am not authorized to write all. And the next part I would love to appreciate is her naval. Yes, it really turns me on – hey I am still a vir…so, don’t take it otherwise – hehehe…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, guys who are in a relationship can definitely appreciate their partner’s beauty the way they like. I am just trying to minimize the break-up problems that people are facing now- a-days. Respect and mutual understanding play a very crucial role, but appreciation is really important.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8579516636840124233-3825993964297258546?l=cupboardlover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/SoiS/~4/8-mH9h1sAt4" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/SoiS/~3/8-mH9h1sAt4/appreciate-beauty-she-deserves.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (cool-deviant)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4Lc5zLAzHZc/SHy_8wAhYcI/AAAAAAAAAD0/b6N7Fxg2aco/s72-c/Nics+Beauty+Earths+Beauty+.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>7</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://cupboardlover.blogspot.com/2008/07/appreciate-beauty-she-deserves.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8579516636840124233.post-2860686418871219176</guid><pubDate>Wed, 09 Jul 2008 13:15:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-07-29T13:32:55.360-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">relationship</category><title>Friendship in the virtual world:</title><description>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4Lc5zLAzHZc/SHS6ZF6oAnI/AAAAAAAAADs/G8ijJhzaB1I/s1600-h/virtual_world.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4Lc5zLAzHZc/SHS6ZF6oAnI/AAAAAAAAADs/G8ijJhzaB1I/s200/virtual_world.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221002808276812402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stephen is an 18-year-old college student. He has many friends in college or you can say in his real world. However, when he returns home, he just puts on the PC button and connects the Internet. Since there are various social networking sites, he is also a member of one of them, but this is his virtual world and unlike the real world when he enters in the community his name is displayed as Rocky. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He has many friends from different countries, as he is very fond of knowing their culture, their tradition, cuisine, etc, etc. However, one fine day he met with a girl in the same social networking site, and she is from his native country. He does not know whether her name is virtual or real but after two days, he decided to reveal his real name to her. But when he asked her the same question, her answer was, “what’s in a name man?” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stephen is not bothered about knowing her name but he sometimes wants to know the same. However, he thought many times about it and then came to the conclusion that she might want to be in the virtual world, so far as this networking site is concerned.  But Stephen’s thought was different. He was happy before he knew the truth. He was happy because he got a good friend, but he did not know that some people don’t want to come in the real world just because they think that virtual friends are like strangers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to ask you friends, do you agree with her thought or what Stephen thinks is right? Please jot down your comments.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8579516636840124233-2860686418871219176?l=cupboardlover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/SoiS/~4/QYkSLmd5UWs" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/SoiS/~3/QYkSLmd5UWs/friendship-in-virtual-world.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (cool-deviant)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4Lc5zLAzHZc/SHS6ZF6oAnI/AAAAAAAAADs/G8ijJhzaB1I/s72-c/virtual_world.gif" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>4</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://cupboardlover.blogspot.com/2008/07/friendship-in-virtual-world.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8579516636840124233.post-6775825341798028132</guid><pubDate>Mon, 07 Jul 2008 11:37:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-07-07T04:38:57.942-07:00</atom:updated><title>What is she thinking?</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4Lc5zLAzHZc/SHIAPS82xHI/AAAAAAAAADk/ZNPZaRuUHtA/s1600-h/girl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4Lc5zLAzHZc/SHIAPS82xHI/AAAAAAAAADk/ZNPZaRuUHtA/s200/girl.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220235180860949618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To understand a woman is the most difficult thing in the world. Look into a woman’s eye and judge what is she thinking – what thoughts are running inside her mind. You are curious to know about her but alas you cannot. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is obvious that every woman thinks and reacts differently but do they react the same way in a particular situation? If yes, then you need not to be scared by coming pretty damn close to your girlfriend or your partner.  Let’s find out some similar situations and learn to deal with women.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The very first time you meet a girl: You are excited as you are going to meet a girl you have never met before. You go to a restaurant where she is waiting for you. You glance at her and she smiles. Now, you look at her – she is confident, attractive and sensual. When you look away from her, she quickly gets a chance to glance at you – you know that she is analyzing you. But what is she thinking about? She must be judging your personality. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, now you call the waiter and order your favorite chicken biryani, fruit beer, etc. Now, the time has come to judge her mind. Once your table is occupied with dishes and if she quickly pigged out on chicken biryani – just think that you are not her choice. She is giving more importance to chicken than you – Lol…. However, if that does not happen then you have a great time ahead. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From first date to first kiss: it seems as if she is more interested in you and after a few courtship, she needs to be analyzed again. You are again sitting in a restaurant and she is now somewhat frank. She is trying to touch your leg with her bare feet. If you don’t realize what she wants to say – you are past hope. You are again on the cusp – so, get the signal and respond the same way. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now you go to a place where no one is going to see you – pull herself and make her realize that you don’t have bad breath and gently kiss her soft lips. What next, you can’t ask her, but you can read her mischievous eyes. It says that she is now ready to spend that intimate moment with you. She thinks why to have sex with you or why not at the next moment. She then realizes how childish she was in her teenage.  She would think to remain virgin till marriage – now, it seems funny. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now finally she says verbally that she is deeply in love with you and wants to be with you. You are so caring and affectionate that I can’t think of anyone else.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8579516636840124233-6775825341798028132?l=cupboardlover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/SoiS/~4/MRfCdAx--cw" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/SoiS/~3/MRfCdAx--cw/what-is-she-thinking.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (cool-deviant)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4Lc5zLAzHZc/SHIAPS82xHI/AAAAAAAAADk/ZNPZaRuUHtA/s72-c/girl.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://cupboardlover.blogspot.com/2008/07/what-is-she-thinking.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8579516636840124233.post-4630603033675110191</guid><pubDate>Fri, 04 Jul 2008 06:35:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-07-03T23:40:04.110-07:00</atom:updated><title>Your unforgettable night ever</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4Lc5zLAzHZc/SG3Ftm4TeLI/AAAAAAAAADc/E751i_nGs8E/s1600-h/Apple.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4Lc5zLAzHZc/SG3Ftm4TeLI/AAAAAAAAADc/E751i_nGs8E/s320/Apple.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219044930513762482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s been three years of your marriage and sexual relationship. But, you have lost the burning desire you had during honeymoon. Do you want to regain that vigor? If yes then be ready now. Because the next few paragraphs could really bring something great and you would definitely thank me for the same. Wait for the night and experience the desire you have lost somewhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Start early in the morning: Wake up early when she is still sleeping, take a ball pen and write something sexy on her body. But what body part – well, try it on top of her silky thigh. You can start with “I” and end with the word “You.” And put any verb you like in between. This will really turn her on. Let her fantasise several hours.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the evening, you need to instigate first. When you are together – just hold her with your hands and kiss the side of her neck.  When you kiss or touch a girl the way she wants – she will all be yours. Explore new places that we often ignore – kiss her hand, elbow and the hipbone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Between the sheets, explore and expand your sexual range. You can experiment something else than you usually do. Realize her that you want to do something and her support is inevitable. Just whisper and tease her with your words. Let her feel that today you want to show her real passion again and you want to go deep into it. Start out with juicy kisses – first kiss her face, outer lips and then roll your tongue inside. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When she reciprocates, roll your tongue below her neck, breast and the clitoris – when she starts crying with passion, let her take you inside. Raise your passion and go deep inside her and sprinkle the fountain desire inside. Do not separate for sometime because that is the most intimate moment you can have. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you usually don’t talk after having sex, then start this from today. Discuss your session and gently kiss her. Experience this once and please do let me know about it. May be I can help you further.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8579516636840124233-4630603033675110191?l=cupboardlover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/SoiS/~4/tP6aUxhpZgM" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/SoiS/~3/tP6aUxhpZgM/your-unforgettable-night-ever.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (cool-deviant)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4Lc5zLAzHZc/SG3Ftm4TeLI/AAAAAAAAADc/E751i_nGs8E/s72-c/Apple.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://cupboardlover.blogspot.com/2008/07/your-unforgettable-night-ever.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8579516636840124233.post-4667804331672712547</guid><pubDate>Fri, 27 Jun 2008 12:39:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-06-28T08:50:45.523-07:00</atom:updated><title>Why do people have sex?</title><description>It’s a hot topic of research and that’s why the outcome is also interesting. According to the University of Austin, Texas study, found 10 reasons why men and women indulge in sexual relationship. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Top 10 reasons &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Women&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1· I was deeply attached to the person&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2· I always wanted to experience the sexual pleasure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3· I wanted to be more caring towards the person I love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4· I wanted to show my love towards the person&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5· I was sometimes irresistible and wanted to release the same&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6· I was sexy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7· It’s a real fun &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8· I came to know that I was in love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9· I was aroused at that moment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. I love sex&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Men&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1· I was deeply attached to the person&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2· It really feels good to have sexual relationship&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3· I wanted to experience this relationship&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4· I wanted to express my love towards her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5· It’s fun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6· I was sexy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7· I was sometimes irresistible and wanted to release the same&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8· I wanted to show my love towards her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9· I wanted to reach the climax&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10· I wanted to make her feel happy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, please let us know what are the points that suit your sexual behavior?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8579516636840124233-4667804331672712547?l=cupboardlover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/SoiS/~4/QIE0b4CvkUo" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/SoiS/~3/QIE0b4CvkUo/why-do-people-have-sex.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (cool-deviant)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://cupboardlover.blogspot.com/2008/06/why-do-people-have-sex.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8579516636840124233.post-895744450656006819</guid><pubDate>Thu, 26 Jun 2008 08:36:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-07-07T08:01:34.390-07:00</atom:updated><title>Seduce women the way you want</title><description>Some people have more sex than others? Have you ever thought of it? If not, then I have got the answer. I am going to take you to a trip around the world just to find the hidden sexual secrets. The following survey listed below was done by experts and therefore, I would like to thank all of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let’s find out what kind of sexual acts are popular in foreign countries. First I would like to start with &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;England&lt;/span&gt;. According to the survey conducted by experts British men are meek and irresistible. That’s the reason why they can’t even wait to get back to the flat. It has been reported that Brits due to their irresistible nature do sexual act on public transportation and gardens. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;So, how do they do that on public transportation and gardens? Well, they know the act. And you can also do that if you are inspired… First arouse her excitement – pull her towards you and stroke her neck. Make her feel comfortable and proceed further. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Australia: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone loves car, but Australians love car for lovemaking. Sounds funny –yeah, but its true. The survey report says that almost 75 per cent of Aussies have had sex on the road. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;How to proceed:&lt;/span&gt; The perfect time to start with is while you are heading to a party with your love. First lure her to the driver’s side and then graze her smooth inner thigh with your naughty fingertips. When she starts showing her interests for the same – park the car somewhere near a dark place. And then start making love. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;India: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indian people follow some traditional rule. They are more interested in going on a journey to an orgasm rather than going for the final destination. And that’s why sexual act is gradual and the seduction process involves courtship, touching and kissing. In India, a very beautiful technique called Karezza is practiced. In this process men can remain inside the woman for 10 minutes. The main thing about sexual pleasure is the duration and this technique allows you to delay the climax. And therefore, to maintain erection, you need to penetrate her slowly and gently. Caress her, match your breathing with her equally and passionately, maintain eye contact and reach the final destination. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Netherlands:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here both men and women are confident. Guys know what they want and how to ask for it. According to the survey 64 per cent of Dutch men and women are confident and freely express their sexual needs during lovemaking process.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though I am still a vir..., I would definitely love to practice Indian or Netherlands style of love making. What about you guys?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.buyblogreviews.com/welcome.php?id=334301"&gt;&lt;img src=http://www.buyblogreviews.com/images/480banner.gif border=0&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8579516636840124233-895744450656006819?l=cupboardlover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/SoiS/~4/dMAHNtpX6xg" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/SoiS/~3/dMAHNtpX6xg/seduce-women-way-you-want.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (cool-deviant)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://cupboardlover.blogspot.com/2008/06/seduce-women-way-you-want.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8579516636840124233.post-6475151635329618718</guid><pubDate>Thu, 26 Jun 2008 05:40:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-06-25T22:42:27.708-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">mobile phones</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">album</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">romantic moments</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">photography</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">ideas</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">gifts</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">memories</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">diamond rings</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">chocolates</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">flowers</category><title>Gift for Your Girl</title><description>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__W1ALOUq3VI/SB7XMcqM9HI/AAAAAAAAAF4/TyLyOsKk2_c/s1600-h/images66.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__W1ALOUq3VI/SB7XMcqM9HI/AAAAAAAAAF4/TyLyOsKk2_c/s200/images66.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196827628883735666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, her birthday is coming and you wanna surprise her with something different yet special. There are numerous gift ideas for a girl. Think of ideas possible. Soft toys, bouquets, chocolates, special dresses, and if you want something more special, you can think of diamond rings. Or try some unique ideas if you can think of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__W1ALOUq3VI/SB7WIMqM9FI/AAAAAAAAAFo/onoSUIXKbxU/s1600-h/images22.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__W1ALOUq3VI/SB7WIMqM9FI/AAAAAAAAAFo/onoSUIXKbxU/s200/images22.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196826456357663826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most wanted thing we need is communication. Give her a mobile phone and start your endless talks anytime anywhere. Impress her with the latest handset. Fill up your days and nights with her sweet talks. It may cost you some heavy bucks, but love is more valuable a thing than this. Search for the latest fashionable mobile handsets with impressive features. Buy that easy prepaid or post-paid scheme and enjoy endless talks. Be in touch through cute SMSes. Send her romantic forwards. Or if you follow a good taste for penned down thoughts, then simply type your original message. Write something very special or a sweet romantic line to her just to tell her how much she means to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or, try out some romantic ideas. If you are into photography, then a perfect personal album can do the tricks for you. Collect her pictures from her childhood album. Try to gather those pictures of the two of you together. Make a collage of the photos and create an amazing album out of it. Your girl cannot ignore but love you more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flowers are the traditional way to express your love. Nothing can speak the language of love any better than the flowers do. Red roses never go out of fashion. They are fresh and young forever. One single rose or a big bouquet of red roses, the message goes simple and straight anyhow. If you are creative enough, then you can try your hands out for a short romantic poem or a special message. Remember the wonderful moments you spent together. Words will flow out naturally. Now carefully tie your love note to the bouquet. You are sure to see that blushing red tinge on the cheeks of your girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__W1ALOUq3VI/SB7Wf8qM9GI/AAAAAAAAAFw/l4MaJ8FNbkk/s1600-h/33.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__W1ALOUq3VI/SB7Wf8qM9GI/AAAAAAAAAFw/l4MaJ8FNbkk/s200/33.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196826864379556962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dark chocolates are girls’ favorite delicacy. Nothing can set the right mood than the taste of chocolates does. Buy her a bunch of chocolate toffees with different shapes and sizes. You can pack them separately with sparkling wrapping papers. Then make a basket of your chocolate toffees. The colorful chocolate wraps are sure to bring smile on her face. Any gift minus the card is like a bottle of perfume without the fragrance. Select a good card that speaks the language of your heart. It really makes the occasion special.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8579516636840124233-6475151635329618718?l=cupboardlover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/SoiS/~4/t4ET4n6ldDs" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/SoiS/~3/t4ET4n6ldDs/gift-for-your-girl.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Insomnized Phoenix)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__W1ALOUq3VI/SB7XMcqM9HI/AAAAAAAAAF4/TyLyOsKk2_c/s72-c/images66.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://cupboardlover.blogspot.com/2008/06/gift-for-your-girl.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8579516636840124233.post-693514236086410763</guid><pubDate>Thu, 26 Jun 2008 05:30:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-06-25T22:39:23.267-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">eyesight</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">eyes</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">healthcare</category><title>For Better Vision and Beautiful Eyes</title><description>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__W1ALOUq3VI/SCB018qM9RI/AAAAAAAAAHE/QBy3xh7nEa4/s1600-h/00.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__W1ALOUq3VI/SCB018qM9RI/AAAAAAAAAHE/QBy3xh7nEa4/s200/00.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197282440150578450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those sufferring from weak eyesight, here are some useful tips to improve their vision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Early to bed and early to rise may sound cliched but it's effective for good eyesight. Try to wake up before sunrise and sprinkle cool water on your eyes about 10-15 times. Late birdies are suggested to drink a glass of water every hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Do not wash your eyes or face when your body is sweating too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. A regular eye exercise can be effective - move your right and left; upwards and downwards, then rotate clockwise and anti-clockwise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Add lots of carrots, tomatoes and cabbages in your regular meal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Do not stare continuously for a long time. Wash your eyes very often if you are glued to your PC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Protect your eyes from dust, smoke and direct sunlight. Wear shades while going out in the sun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Always wash your eyes with cool water before going to bed. Do not forget to blink often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember that your eyes can speak a thousand language that words can't reach. So don't let them down.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8579516636840124233-693514236086410763?l=cupboardlover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/SoiS/~4/E-bDkgRwyZM" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/SoiS/~3/E-bDkgRwyZM/for-better-vision-and-beautiful-eyes.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Insomnized Phoenix)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__W1ALOUq3VI/SCB018qM9RI/AAAAAAAAAHE/QBy3xh7nEa4/s72-c/00.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://cupboardlover.blogspot.com/2008/06/for-better-vision-and-beautiful-eyes.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8579516636840124233.post-1173450813306354503</guid><pubDate>Thu, 19 Jun 2008 11:34:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-06-19T04:35:34.024-07:00</atom:updated><title>What you generally do after having sex?</title><description>It’s a question to all those who have experienced sex. I can’t be a part of this questionnaire since I am still a vir…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, let’s answer these questions: What you actually do after having sex or great sex or whatever…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Sleep&lt;br /&gt;2. Cuddle&lt;br /&gt;3. Smoke&lt;br /&gt;4. Go for a bath&lt;br /&gt;5. Watch Television&lt;br /&gt;6. Drink&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8579516636840124233-1173450813306354503?l=cupboardlover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/SoiS/~4/kYU0NtF76lE" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/SoiS/~3/kYU0NtF76lE/what-you-generally-do-after-having-sex.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (cool-deviant)</author><thr:total>4</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://cupboardlover.blogspot.com/2008/06/what-you-generally-do-after-having-sex.html</feedburner:origLink></item></channel></rss>

