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And those who enjoy reading will surely enjoy this site as well.</description><link>http://yazzy94.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (Yasmin)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>146</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2667047498151311427.post-4915327036399209326</guid><pubDate>Thu, 15 Nov 2012 12:10:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-11-15T20:10:16.495+08:00</atom:updated><title>I Have Nothing Left...</title><description>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;MV Boli&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;A man once telephoned Norman Vincent Peale. He was despondent and told the reverend that he had nothing left to live for. Norman Vincent Peale invited the man over to his office. "Everything is gone, hopeless," the man told him. "I'm living in deepest darkness. In fact, I've lost heart for living altogether."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Norman Vincent Peale smiled sympathetically.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Let's take a look at your situation," he said calmly. On a sheet of paper he drew a vertical line down the middle. He suggested that they list on the left side the things the man had lost, and on the right, the things he had left. "You won't need that column on the right side," said the man sadly. "I have nothing left, period."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Norman Vincent Peale asked, "When did your wife leave you?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What do you mean? She hasn't left me. My wife loves me!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"That's great!" said Norman Vincent Peale enthusiastically. "Then that will be number one in the right-hand column - Wife hasn't left. Now, when were your children jailed?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"That's silly. My children aren't in jail!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Good! That's number two in the right-hand column - Children not in jail," said Norman Vincent Peale, jotting it down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a few more questions in the same vein, the man finally got the point and smiled in spite of himself. "Funny, how things change when you think of them that way," he said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Motivational Quote: "Be sure that you appreciate everything you've got; and be thankful for the little things in life that mean a lot."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inspirational Quote: "It is not what you have but it is how you think has a profound effect on your life."&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&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/2667047498151311427-4915327036399209326?l=yazzy94.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://yazzy94.blogspot.com/2012/11/i-have-nothing-left.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Yasmin Zahir)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2667047498151311427.post-2300879307922493963</guid><pubDate>Thu, 25 Oct 2012 03:17:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-10-25T11:17:28.748+08:00</atom:updated><title>Once Again...</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;It's once again the time to study,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;The stress can make you somewhat nutty.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;If you fail to learn this junk,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Then it is possible you could flunk.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Study hard; get a good night's rest,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;So you will pass all of your tests.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;But take a break and remember to laugh,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;As you enjoy this piece of candy "taff".&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;We hope that this has made your day,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;So SMILE! A break is on the way...&lt;/i&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/2667047498151311427-2300879307922493963?l=yazzy94.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://yazzy94.blogspot.com/2012/10/once-again.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Yasmin Zahir)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2667047498151311427.post-5598420751290632613</guid><pubDate>Thu, 25 Oct 2012 03:06:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-10-25T11:10:01.832+08:00</atom:updated><title> Climb ‘Til Your Dream Comes True </title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Often your tasks will be many,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;And more than you think you can do.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Often the road will be rugged&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;And the hills insurmountable, too.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;But always remember,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;The hills ahead&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Are never as steep as they seem,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;And with Faith in your heart&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Start upward&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;And climb ’til you reach your dream.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;For nothing in life that is worthy&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Is ever too hard to achieve&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;If you have the courage to try it,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;And you have the faith to believe.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;For faith is a force that is greater&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Than knowledge or power or skill,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;And many defeats turn to triumph&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;If you trust in God’s wisdom and will.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;For faith is a mover of mountains,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;There’s nothing that God cannot do,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;So, start out today with faith in your heart,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;And climb ’til your dream comes true!&lt;/i&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/2667047498151311427-5598420751290632613?l=yazzy94.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://yazzy94.blogspot.com/2012/10/climb-til-your-dream-comes-true.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Yasmin Zahir)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2667047498151311427.post-9079115804577892655</guid><pubDate>Sat, 20 Oct 2012 08:10:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-10-20T16:10:53.696+08:00</atom:updated><title>Do Action  Speak Loudest..</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"&gt;do action speak loudest?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"&gt;does silence speak at all?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"&gt;when the last leaf of autumn,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"&gt;begins to fall?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"&gt;do we hear the weeping,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"&gt;of the willow who crys?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"&gt;do we feel her sweep,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;the earth and skys?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"&gt;are our words,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;enough to say?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;when the wind blows,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"&gt;the other way?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"&gt;does the moss of the forest,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"&gt;grow cold upon the stone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;can the bluejay say,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;what it means to be alone?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"&gt;do actions speak louder,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;than any words?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"&gt;or does silence and stillness,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"&gt;remain to be heard?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2667047498151311427-9079115804577892655?l=yazzy94.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://yazzy94.blogspot.com/2012/10/do-action-speak-loudest.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Yasmin Zahir)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2667047498151311427.post-8992086721753154523</guid><pubDate>Sat, 22 Sep 2012 09:13:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-09-22T17:13:01.948+08:00</atom:updated><title>A man must constantly exceed his level</title><description>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Bruce had me up to three miles a day, really at a good pace. We’d run the three miles in twenty-one or twenty-two minutes. Just under eight minutes a mile.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;So this morning he said to me “We’re going to go five.” I said, “Bruce, I can’t go five. I’m a helluva lot older than you are, and I can’t do five.”&amp;nbsp;He said, “When we get to three, we’ll shift gears and it’s only two more and you’ll do it.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Bruce Lee&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;I said “Okay, hell, I’ll go for it.” So we get to three, we go into the fourth mile and I’m okay for three or four minutes, and then I really begin to give out. I’m tired, my heart’s pounding, I can’t go any more and so I say to him, “Bruce if I run any more,” –and we’re still running-” if I run any more I’m liable to have a heart attack and die.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;He said, “Then die.” It made me so mad that I went the full five miles.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Afterward I went to the shower and then I wanted to talk to him about it. I said, you know, “Why did you say that?”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;He said,&amp;nbsp;“Because you might as well be dead. Seriously, if you always put limits on what you can do, physical or anything else, it’ll spread over into the rest of your life. It’ll spread into your work, into your morality, into your entire being. There are no limits. There are plateaus, but you must not stay there, you must go beyond them. If it kills you, it kills you. A man must constantly exceed his level.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&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/2667047498151311427-8992086721753154523?l=yazzy94.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://yazzy94.blogspot.com/2012/09/a-man-must-constantly-exceed-his-level.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Yasmin Zahir)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2667047498151311427.post-1269855953296017475</guid><pubDate>Sun, 16 Sep 2012 14:20:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-09-16T22:20:05.244+08:00</atom:updated><title>CEO Party...</title><description>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;A CEO (and member of Forbes 400!) throwing a party takes his executives on a tour of his opulent mansion. In the back of the property, the CEO has the largest swimming pool any of them has ever seen. The huge pool, however, is filled with hungry alligators. The CEO says to his executives "I think an executive should be measured by courage. Courage is what made me CEO. So this is my challenge to each of you: if anyone has enough courage to dive into the pool, swim through those alligators, and make it to the other side, I will give that person anything they desire. My job, my money, my house, anything!"&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Everyone laughs at the outrageous offer and proceeds to follow the CEO on the tour of the estate. Suddenly, they hear a loud splash. Everyone turns around and sees the CFO (Chief Financial Officer) in the pool, swimming for his life. He dodges the alligators left and right and makes it to the edge of the pool with seconds to spare. He pulls himself out just as a huge alligator snaps at his shoes. The flabbergasted CEO approaches the CFO and says, "You are amazing. I've never seen anything like it in my life. You are brave beyond measure and anything I own is yours. Tell me what I can do for you."&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;The CFO, panting for breath, looks up and says, "You can tell me who the hell pushed me in the pool!!"&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2667047498151311427-1269855953296017475?l=yazzy94.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://yazzy94.blogspot.com/2012/09/ceo-party.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Yasmin Zahir)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2667047498151311427.post-8321804548509996766</guid><pubDate>Sun, 16 Sep 2012 14:17:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-09-16T22:17:40.828+08:00</atom:updated><title>The Last Cheese....</title><description>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;As dessert was served to the visiting guest, the hostess apologized for not having any cheese to go with the apple pie. Hearing this,her little son slipped down from his chair and left the room, then returned with a small piece of cheese , which he shyly placed on the guest's plate.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;"Why, thank you, son," said the guest as he popped the cheese in his mouth, "You must have found the last piece! Where did you find it?" Flushing with pride, the little boy said, "Oh, it was in the mousetrap.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2667047498151311427-8321804548509996766?l=yazzy94.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://yazzy94.blogspot.com/2012/09/the-last-cheese.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Yasmin Zahir)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2667047498151311427.post-7749519745125695871</guid><pubDate>Sun, 16 Sep 2012 14:11:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-09-16T22:11:02.702+08:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>love quotes</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>most beautiful heart</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>inspirational</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>facebook to google plus migrate</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>awesome</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>funny stories</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>essay</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>definitions</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>beautiful stories</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>dejavu</category><title>A Soldier Story</title><description>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;A story is told about a soldier who was finally coming home after having fought in Vietnam. He called his parents from San Francisco.&amp;nbsp; “Mom and Dad, I’m coming home, but I’ve a favor to ask. I have a friend I’d like to bring home with me. “Sure,” they replied, “we’d love to meet him.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“There’s something you should know,” the son continued, “he was hurt pretty badly in the fighting. He stepped on a land mind and lost an arm and a leg. He has nowhere else to go, and I want him to come live with us.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I’m sorry to hear that, son. Maybe we can help him find somewhere to live.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“No, Mom and Dad, I want him to live with us.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Son,” said the father, “you don’t know what you’re asking. Someone with such a handicap would be a terrible burden on us. We have our own lives to live, and we can’t let something like this interfere with our lives. I think you should just come home and forget about this guy. He’ll find a way to live on his own.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At that point, the son hung up the phone. The parents heard nothing more from him. A few days later, however, they received a call from the San Francisco police. Their son had died after falling from a building, they were told. The police believed it was suicide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The grief-stricken parents flew to San Francisco and were taken to the city morgue to identify the body of their son. They recognized him, but to their horror they also discovered something they didn’t know, their son had only one arm and one leg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moral: The parents in this story are like many of us. We find it easy to love those who are good-looking or fun to have around, but we don’t like people who inconvenience us or make us feel uncomfortable. We would rather stay away from people who aren’t as healthy, beautiful, or smart as we are. Thankfully, there’s someone who won’t treat us that way. Someone who loves us with an unconditional love that welcomes us into the forever family, regardless of how messed up we are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight, before you tuck yourself in for the night, say a little prayer that God will give you the strength you need to accept people as they are, and to help us all be more understanding of those who are different from us!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2667047498151311427-7749519745125695871?l=yazzy94.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://yazzy94.blogspot.com/2012/09/a-soldier-story.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Yasmin Zahir)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2667047498151311427.post-7869294239991210960</guid><pubDate>Sat, 15 Sep 2012 07:36:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-09-15T15:37:36.704+08:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>matriculation</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>think inspired</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>matrikulasi</category><title>Matriculation Life is not Bad After All............</title><description>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;matriculation life is not bad after all..maybe you think that i'm saying this because i got good result..maybe it's true..but then, i had some experience that i want to share with you all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some people, or i think majority of our people have installed in their mind that matriculation is a place for students who do not perform well in their studies. they have set in their mind that excellent students should get a place in foundation, A-level, IB and many more. to go to overseas and being sponsored by jpa, mara, petronas, yayasan khazanah and lots more. so if they didn't get a place in such programme, they'll go to matriculation. they'll make matriculation their last choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because&amp;nbsp;they listened to what people say.&amp;nbsp;matriculation is bad. don't go there. it's not good..see? i also faced the same problem when i decided to go to matriculation , although i got an offer from utp to pursue study in petroleum engineering course-(i want this course badly, and i get it).. don't listen to people too much. if you listen too much, you cannot move and gain success. i'm not saying that you should not listen to people at all,&amp;nbsp;but as long as you haven't try it, don't simply jump into conclusion..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so actually matriculation is okay or not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if it is not okay, why there is a matriculation programme? why this programme exist? it will become NOT OKAY when you are not focusing on your study. you keep on playing, don't want to study, listen too much to people, couldn't perform well in study and finally get bad result-then THESE is not okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's actually depends on yourself. you are the one who decide your future.if you are not sure what course you should take, what do you want to be when you grow up, then i suggest you to go to matriculation. at least you have more time to think about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's your mindset. if you want to be a succesful person, you should think positive. if you want to get good results, dream of it..work for it. hoping without action brings you nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;accept things as they are. actually, during the first moment in kmj, i feel like i don't want to be there. i hate that place so much.( during my past okay, not now..hahaha..now i love that place..) well..we take some time to adapt to a new surrounding, right? but as time passed by, i began to adapt myself, accept the fact that now i'm a matriculation student, i must perform well in study..focus in study..focus on what you have now..where you are now..don't keep on regretting things..it's better you make a move and change your future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;accept and move on. everything happens for a reason.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2667047498151311427-7869294239991210960?l=yazzy94.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://yazzy94.blogspot.com/2012/09/matriculation-life-is-not-bad-after-all.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Yasmin Zahir)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2667047498151311427.post-1208277613523651023</guid><pubDate>Sat, 15 Sep 2012 07:27:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-09-15T15:27:05.706+08:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>inspirational stories</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>inspirational quote</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>imagine</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>interesting stories</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>inspirational</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>awesome</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>important</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>believe</category><title>Best Message</title><description>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;My mother used to ask me what the most important part of the body is. Through the years I would take a guess at what I thought was the correct Answer. When I was younger, I thought sound was very important to us as humans, so I said, 'My ears, Mommy.' She said, 'No. Many people are deaf. But you keep thinking about it and I will ask you again soon.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Several years passed before she asked me again. Since making my first attempt, I had contemplated the correct answer. So this time I told her, 'Mommy, sight is very important to everybody, so it must be our eyes.' She looked at me and told me, 'You are learning fast, but the answer is not correct because there are many people who are blind.' Stumped again,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I continued my quest for knowledge and over the years, Mother asked me a couple more times and always her answer was, 'No. But you are getting smart erevery year, my child.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then one year, my grandfather died. Everybody was hurt. Everybody was crying. Even my father cried. I remember that especially because it was only the second time I saw him cry. My Mom looked at me when it was our turn to say our final good-bye to my Grandfather. She asked me, 'Do you know the most important body part yet, my dear?' I was shocked when she asked me this now. I always thought this was a game between her and me.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She saw the confusion on my face and told me, 'This question is very important. It shows that you have really lived in your life. For every body part you gave me in the past, I have told you were wrong and I have given you an example why. But today is the day you need to learn this important lesson.' She looked down at me as only a mother can. I saw her eyes well up with tears. She said, 'My dear, the most important body part is your shoulder.' I asked, 'Is it because it holds up my head?' She replied, 'No, it is because it can hold the head of a friend or a loved one when they cry. Everybody needs a shoulder to cry on sometime in life, my dear. I only hope that you have enough love and friends that you will always have a shoulder to cry on when you need it.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then and there I knew the most important body part is not a selfish one. It is made for others and not for yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is sympathetic to the pain of others. People will forget what you said. People will forget what you did. But people will NEVER forget how you made them feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The origination of this letter is unknown, but it brings a blessing to everyone who passes it on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Good friends are like stars...You don't always see them, but you always know they are there. Share this with a friend, I just did.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&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/2667047498151311427-1208277613523651023?l=yazzy94.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://yazzy94.blogspot.com/2012/09/best-message.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Yasmin Zahir)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2667047498151311427.post-3979881669638241455</guid><pubDate>Sat, 15 Sep 2012 02:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-09-15T10:07:52.252+08:00</atom:updated><title>Why Should I feel Bad?</title><description>&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Once, there was this guy, who was in love with a girl. She wasn’t the most beautiful and gorgeous but for him, she was everything. He used to dream about her, about spending the rest of life with her. His friends told him, “why do you dream so much about her, when you don’t even know if she loves you or not?&amp;nbsp; First tell her your feelings, and get to know if she likes you or not”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He felt that was the right way.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; The girl knew from the beginning, that this guy loves her.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; One day when he proposed, she rejected him.&amp;nbsp; His friends thought he would take alcohol, drugs etc and ruin his life.&amp;nbsp; To their surprise, he was not depressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When they asked him how was it that he is not sad,&amp;nbsp; he replied, “‘why should I feel bad? I lost one who never loved me and she lost the one who really loved and cared for her.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moral:&amp;nbsp; True Love is Hard to Get.&amp;nbsp; Love is all about giving to other person without greed of gaining anything in return, if other person rejects it, its him/her who will be losing the most important thing in life. So never feel dejected.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&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/2667047498151311427-3979881669638241455?l=yazzy94.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://yazzy94.blogspot.com/2012/09/why-should-i-feel-bad.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Yasmin Zahir)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2667047498151311427.post-3818986818290892789</guid><pubDate>Sun, 11 Mar 2012 11:35:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-03-11T19:35:56.823+08:00</atom:updated><title>Technically Correct</title><description>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;A helicopter was flying above Seattle when an electrical malfunction disabled all of the aircraft's electronic navigation and communications equipment. Due to the clouds and haze, the pilot could not determine the helicopter's position and course to steer to the airport.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pilot saw a tall building, flew toward it, circled, drew a handwritten sign and held it up in the helicopter window.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pilot's sign said, "Where am I?" in large letters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The people in the tall building quickly responded to the aircraft, drew a large sign and held it to the window of their building.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their sign read, "You are in a helicopter."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pilot smiled, waved, looked at the map, determined the course to steer to the SEATAC airport and landed safely.&lt;br /&gt;After they were on the ground, the copilot asked the pilot how the "You are in a helicopter" sign helped determine their position.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pilot responded, "I knew that had to be the Microsoft building because, similar to their help-lines, they gave me a technically correct but completely useless answer!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TV3UV_TN9iY/T1yN_bNhQAI/AAAAAAAAATw/Vb7qBLohExE/s1600/technically_correct.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TV3UV_TN9iY/T1yN_bNhQAI/AAAAAAAAATw/Vb7qBLohExE/s320/technically_correct.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/2667047498151311427-3818986818290892789?l=yazzy94.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://yazzy94.blogspot.com/2012/03/technically-correct.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Yasmin)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TV3UV_TN9iY/T1yN_bNhQAI/AAAAAAAAATw/Vb7qBLohExE/s72-c/technically_correct.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2667047498151311427.post-5198593550834728047</guid><pubDate>Wed, 07 Mar 2012 11:48:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-03-07T19:48:59.637+08:00</atom:updated><title>The Milkmaid</title><description>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; A milkmaid was on her way to the market to sell some milk from her cow.  As she carried the large jug of milk on top of her head, she began to  dream of all the things she could do after selling themilk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; “With that money, I’ll buy a hundred chicks to rear in my backyard. When  they are fully grown.I can sell them at a good price at the market.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &amp;nbsp;As she walked on, she continued dreaming, “Then I’ll buy two young  goats and rear them on the grass close by. Whenthey are fully grown, I  can sell them at an even better price!”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; Still dreaming, she said to herself, “Soon, I’ll be able to buy another  cow, and I will have more milk to sell. Then I shallhave even more  money...”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; With these happy thoughts, she began to skip and jump.Suddenly she  tripped and fell. The jug broke and all themilk spilt onto the ground.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; No more dreaming now, she sat down and cried.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; Moral : Do not count your chickens before they are hatched&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/2667047498151311427-5198593550834728047?l=yazzy94.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://yazzy94.blogspot.com/2012/03/milkmaid.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Yasmin Zahir)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2667047498151311427.post-4372945078301627474</guid><pubDate>Wed, 07 Mar 2012 11:48:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-03-07T19:48:25.595+08:00</atom:updated><title>The Three Wise Men</title><description>&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;One day some wise men, who were going about the country trying to find  answers to some of the great questions of their time, came to  Nasreddin’s district and asked to see the wisest man in the place.  Nasreddin was brought forward, and a big crowd gathered to listen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first wise man began by asking,“Where is the exact center of the world?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“It is under my right heel,” answered Nasreddin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“How can you prove that?” asked the first wise man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“If you don’t believe me,” answered Nasreddin,“measure and see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;”The  first wise man had nothing to answer to that,so the second wise man  asked his question.“How many stars are there in the sky?” he said.“As  many as there are hairs on my donkey,”answered Nasreddin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“What proof have you got of that?”asked the second wise man.“&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you don’t believe me,” answered Nasreddin, “count the hairs on my donkey and you will see.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“That’s foolish talk,” said the other. “How can one count the hairs on a donkey?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Well,”  answered Nasreddin, “How can one count the stars in the sky? If one is  foolish talk,so is the other.” The second wise man was silent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The  third wise man was becoming annoyed with Nasreddin and his answers, so  he said, “You seem to know a lot about your donkey, so can you tell me  how many hairs there are in its tail?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Yes,” answered Nasreddin. “There are exactly as many hairs in its tail as there are in your beard.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“How can you prove that?” said the other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I can prove it very easily,” answered Nasreddin. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“You  can pull one hair out of my donkey’s tail fo revery one I pull out of  your beard. If the hairs on my donkey’s tail do not come to an end at  exactly the same time as the hairs in your beard, I will admit that I  was wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;”Of course, the third wise man was not willing to do this, so the crowd declared Nasreddin the winner of the day’s arguments.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2667047498151311427-4372945078301627474?l=yazzy94.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://yazzy94.blogspot.com/2012/03/three-wise-men.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Yasmin Zahir)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2667047498151311427.post-384023997206737862</guid><pubDate>Wed, 07 Mar 2012 11:47:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-03-07T19:47:48.161+08:00</atom:updated><title>Be Deaf to Negativity…!!</title><description>&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Once upon a time there was a bunch of tiny frogs…. who arranged a  running competition.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; The goal was to reach the top of a very high  tower.&amp;nbsp; A big crowd had gathered around the tower to see the race and  cheer on the contestants….&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; The race began….&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly: No one  in crowd really believed that the tiny frogs would reach the top of the  tower.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; You heard statements such as:&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Oh, WAY too difficult!!”&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“They will NEVER make it to the top.”&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Not  a chance that they will succeed. The tower is too high!”&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; The tiny  frogs began collapsing. One by one….&amp;nbsp; Except for those, who in a fresh  tempo, were climbing higher and higher…. The crowd continued to yell,”It  is too difficult!!! No one will make it!”&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; More tiny frogs got tired  and gave up….&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; But ONE continued higher and higher and higher….&amp;nbsp; This  one wouldn’t give up!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; At the end everyone else had given up climbing  the tower. Except for the one tiny frog who, after a big effort, was  the only one who reached the top! THEN all of the other tiny frogs  naturally wanted to know how this one frog managed to do it?&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;A  contestant asked the tiny frog how he had found the strength to succeed  and reach the goal? It turned out…. That the winner was DEAF!!!!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;  The wisdom of this story is:Never listen to other people’s tendencies to  be negative or pessimistic…. because they take your most wonderful  dreams and wishes away from you — the ones you have in your heart!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;  Always think of the power words have. Because everything you hear and  read will affect your actions! Therefore:ALWAYS be…. POSITIVE!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And  above all:Be DEAF when people tell YOU that you cannot fulfill your  dreams!&amp;nbsp; Always think:God and I can do this!&amp;nbsp; Pass this message on to 5  “tiny frogs” you care about.&amp;nbsp; Give them some motivation!!!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Most people  walk in and out of your life……but FRIENDS leave footprints in your  heart&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I would like to share these thoughts with you….&amp;nbsp; MANY  SMILES BEGIN BECAUSE OF ANOTHER SMILE…&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; To The World You Might Be One  Person; But To One Person You Might Be the World.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; You have been  Tagged by the Froggy, which means you are a great friend!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2667047498151311427-384023997206737862?l=yazzy94.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://yazzy94.blogspot.com/2012/03/be-deaf-to-negativity.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Yasmin Zahir)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2667047498151311427.post-3566594804409352006</guid><pubDate>Wed, 07 Mar 2012 11:47:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-03-07T19:47:11.135+08:00</atom:updated><title>Cycle of Evil</title><description>&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;There was once a king who was so cruel and unjust that his subjects yearned for his death or dethronement.&lt;br /&gt;However, one day he surprised them all by announcing that he had decided to turn over a new leaf.&lt;br /&gt;“No more cruelty, no more injustice,” he promised, and he was as good as his word. He became known as the ‘Gentle Monarch’.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Months  after his transformation one of his ministers plucked up enough courage  to ask him what had brought about his change of heart, and the king  answered:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“As I was galloping through my forests I caught sight  of a fox being chased by a hound. The fox escaped into his hole but not  before the hound had bitten into its leg and lamed it for life. Later I  rode into a village and saw the same hound there. It was barking at a  man. Even as I watched, the man picked up a huge stone and flung it at  the dog, breaking its leg. The man had not gone far when he was kicked  by a horse. His knee was shattered and he fell to the ground, disabled  for life. The horse began to run but it fell into a hole and broke its  leg. Reflecting on all that had happened, I thought: ‘Evil begets evil.  If I continue in my evil ways, I will surely be overtaken by evil’. So I  decided to change”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The minister went away convinced that the  time was ripe to overthrow the king and seize the throne. Immersed in  thought, he did not see the steps in front of him and fell, breaking his  neck.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2667047498151311427-3566594804409352006?l=yazzy94.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://yazzy94.blogspot.com/2012/03/cycle-of-evil.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Yasmin Zahir)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2667047498151311427.post-3331860799668508413</guid><pubDate>Wed, 07 Mar 2012 11:46:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-03-07T19:46:24.561+08:00</atom:updated><title>The Tiger, the Man and God</title><description>A man was being chased by a tiger. He ran as hard as he could until he  was at the edge of a cliff with the tiger in hot pursuit. The man looked  over the edge of the cliff and saw a branch growing out of the side of  the cliff a few feet down. He jumped down and grabbed the branch just as  the tiger reached the cliff. The tiger growled viciously as the man  sighed a great sigh of relief.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just then a mouse came out from a  crevice and began to chew on the branch. The man looked down to what was  a drop of a thousand feet and sure death and looked to the heavens and  yelled out, "Dear God, if you are there, please help. I will do anything  you ask but please help."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly a voice came booming down from heaven, "You will do anything I ask?" it questioned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man shocked to hear a reply to his plea yelled back, "I will gladly do anything you ask, but please save me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The voice from heaven then replied, "There is one way to save you but it will take courage and faith."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The  branch began to weaken from the mouse and the tiger was still growling a  few feet above the man, "Please, Lord, tell me what I must do and I  will do it. Your will is my will."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The voice from heaven then said, "All right then, let go of the branch."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The  man looked down to a fall of a thousand feet and certain death. He  looked up at the hungry tiger a few feet away and he looked at the mouse  still chewing on the branch. Then he looked up at the heavens and  yelled, "Is there anyone else up there?"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2667047498151311427-3331860799668508413?l=yazzy94.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://yazzy94.blogspot.com/2012/03/tiger-man-and-god.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Yasmin Zahir)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2667047498151311427.post-9003686420816880952</guid><pubDate>Wed, 07 Mar 2012 11:43:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-03-09T16:16:16.004+08:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>interesting stories</category><title>An office boy!!!</title><description>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;A jobless man applied for the position of ‘office boy’ at a very big firm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;The  HR manager interviewed him, then a test: clean the floor. “You are  hired” he said, give me your email address, and I’ll send you the  application to fill, as well as when you will start. The man replied “I  don’t have a computer, neither an email”.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;I’m sorry, said the HR  manager, if you don’t have an email that means you do not exist. And who  doesn’t exist, cannot have the job. The man left with no hope at all.  He didn’t know what to do, with only $10 US in his pocket.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;He  then decided to go to the supermarket and buy a 10 KG tomato crate. He  then sold the tomatoes in a door to door round. In less than two hours,  he succeeded to double his capital. He repeated the operation 3 times,  and returned home with $60 US. The man realized that he can survive by  this way, and started to go everyday earlier, and return late. Thus, his  money doubles or triples every day. Shortly later, he bought a cart,  then a truck, and then he had his own fleet of delivery vehicles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;5  years later, the man is one of the biggest food retailers in the US. He  started to plan his family’s future, and decided to have a life  insurance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;He called an insurance broker, and chooses a  protection plan. When the conversation was concluded, the broker asked  him his email. The man replied: ‘I don’t have an email’. The broker  replied curiously, you don’t have an email, and yet have succeeded to  build an empire. Do you imagine what you could have been if you had an  email?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;The man thought for a while, and replied: an office boy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;The moral of this story:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;1: Internet is not the solution to your life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;2: If you don’t have internet and you work hard you can be a millionaire.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;3: If you received this message by email, you are closer to be an office boy, rather than a MILLIONAIRE.&lt;/span&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/2667047498151311427-9003686420816880952?l=yazzy94.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://yazzy94.blogspot.com/2012/03/office-boy.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Yasmin Zahir)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2667047498151311427.post-3148008567226657331</guid><pubDate>Sat, 07 Jan 2012 02:59:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-03-09T16:20:42.753+08:00</atom:updated><title>Puppies For Sale...</title><description>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A store owner was tacking a sign above his door that read "Puppies For Sale." Signs like that have a way of attracting small children and sure enough, a little boy appeared by the store owner's sign. "How much are you going to sell the puppies for?" he asked. The store owner replied, "Anywhere from $30-$50."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The little boy reached in his pocket and pulled out some change. "I have $2.37," he said. "May I please look at them?" The store owner smiled and whistled, out of the kennel came Lady, who ran down the aisle of his store followed by five teeny, tiny balls of fur. One puppy was lagging considerably behind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Immediately the little boy singled out the lagging, limping puppy and said, "What's wrong with that little dog?" The store owner explained that the veteriarian had examined the little puppy and had discovered it didn't have a hip socket. It would always limp. It would always be lame. The little boy became excited. "That is the little puppy that I want to buy." The store owner said, "No, you don't want to buy that little dog. If you really want him, I'll just give him to you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The little boy got quite upset. He looked into the store owner's eyes, pointing his finger, and said, "I don't want you to give him to me. That dog is worth every bit as much as all the other dogs and I'll pay full price. In fact, I'll give you $2.37 now, and 50 cents a month until I have him paid for."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The store owner countered, "You really don't want to buy this little dog. He is never going to be able to run and jump and play with you like the other puppies."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To this, the little boy reached down and rolled up his pant leg to reveal a badly twisted, crippled left leg supported by a big metal brace. He looked up at the store owner and softly replied, "Well, I don't run so good myself, and the little puppy will need someone who understands!"&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/2667047498151311427-3148008567226657331?l=yazzy94.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://yazzy94.blogspot.com/2012/01/puppies-for-sale.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Yasmin Zahir)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2667047498151311427.post-4579071293512623326</guid><pubDate>Tue, 03 Jan 2012 11:08:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-03-09T16:18:14.300+08:00</atom:updated><title>Awesome Answers In IAS Examination</title><description>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q. How can you drop a raw egg onto a concrete floor without cracking it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A. Concrete floors are very hard to crack! (UPSC Topper)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q. If it took eight men ten hours to build a wall, how long would it take four men to build it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A. No time at all it is already built. (UPSC 23rd Rank Opted for IFS)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q. If you had three apples and four oranges in one hand and four apples and three oranges in the other hand, what would you have?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A. Very large hands. (Good one) (UPSC 11 Rank Opted for IPS)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q. How can you lift an elephant with one hand?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A. you will never find an elephant with one hand. (UPSC Rank 14 Opted for IES)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q. How can a man go eight days without sleep?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A. No Probs, He sleeps at night. (UPSC IAS Rank 98)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q. If you throw a red stone into the blue sea what it will become?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A. It will Wet or Sink as simple as that. (UPSC IAS Rank 2)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q. What looks like half apple ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: The other half. (UPSC - IAS Topper )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q. What can you never eat for breakfast?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: Dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q. Bay of Bengal is in which state?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: Liquid (UPSC 33 Rank)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interviewer said "I shall either ask you ten easy questions or one really difficult question. Think well before you make up your mind!" The boy thought for a while and said, "my choice is one really difficult question." "Well, good luck to you, you have made your own choice! Now tell me this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What comes first, Day or Night?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boy was jolted into reality as his admission depends on the correctness of his answer, but he thought for a while and said, "It's the DAY sir!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"How" the interviewer asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sorry sir, you promised me that you will not ask me a SECOND difficult question!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was selected for IIM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Technical Skill is the mastery of complexity, while Creativity is the master of presence of mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a famous paper written for an Oxford philosophy exam, normally requiring an eight page essay answer and expected to be backed up with source material, quotes and analytical reasoning. This guy wrote the below answer and topped the exam!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OXFORD EXAMINATION BOARD 1987, ESSAY QUESTION&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question: What is courage? (50 Marks)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Answer (After 7 blank pages, at the end of the last page…): This is courage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-pUf10W8Tk-I/TwKCa1UcqjI/AAAAAAAAIio/yu6QZRlpWNo/w402/376139_10150464024374585_646804584_8712881_74883162_n.jpg" /&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/2667047498151311427-4579071293512623326?l=yazzy94.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://yazzy94.blogspot.com/2012/01/awesome-answers-in-ias-examination.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Yasmin Zahir)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2667047498151311427.post-4639286185043702859</guid><pubDate>Sat, 31 Dec 2011 13:20:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-12-31T21:20:55.330+08:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>2012 WISHES</category><title>HaPPY nEw YeAR 2012!!!</title><description>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="yiv494265570" style="background-color: white; 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-webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="yiv494265570MsoNormal" id="yiv494265570yui_3_2_0_24_1324776778072244" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #00007f;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #00007f;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #00007f;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6000bf;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0000bf;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0000bf; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;lt;&amp;gt;_&amp;lt;&amp;gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Algerian;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;GOOD BYE 2011&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0000bf; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;lt;&amp;gt;_&amp;lt;&amp;gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="yiv494265570MsoNormal" id="yiv494265570yui_3_2_0_18_1324742442285393" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="yiv494265570MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="yiv494265570MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-family: Papyrus; font-size: 24pt; text-decoration: none;"&gt;Before I finally say goodbye to 2011,&lt;br /&gt;I would like to say&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Click to join World Malayali Club" border="0" src="http://qesupportgroup.org.uk/images/Thank_you_animated_gif.gif" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-family: Papyrus; font-size: 24pt; text-decoration: none;"&gt;to each and everyone of you.&lt;br /&gt;For the impact you had in my life&lt;br /&gt;Specially for those who sent me email,&lt;br /&gt;You have enriched my year!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Click to join World Malayali Club" border="0" src="http://s282.photobucket.com/albums/kk274/Nubia002/xmas5/Nubia_group_xmas5-013.gif" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px;" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-family: Papyrus; font-size: 24pt; text-decoration: none;"&gt;I wish you all a magical&lt;br /&gt;Festive Season filled with&lt;br /&gt;Loving Wishes and beautiful thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;May your coming year mark the beginning&lt;br /&gt;of Love,&lt;br /&gt;Happiness and Bright Future.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://peaceartsite.com/images/branch_divider.gif" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-family: Papyrus; font-size: 24pt; text-decoration: none;"&gt;To those who need someone special,&lt;br /&gt;may you find that true love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Click to join World Malayali Club" border="0" src="http://media.myspacepimper.com/content/christmas/gif_decoration/decoration_68.gif" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-family: Papyrus; font-size: 24pt; text-decoration: none;"&gt;To those who need money,&lt;br /&gt;may your finances overflow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-family: Papyrus; font-size: 24pt; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Click to join World Malayali Club" border="0" src="http://s282.photobucket.com/albums/kk274/Nubia002/xmas2/Nubia_group_Christmas2-028.gif" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-family: Papyrus; font-size: 24pt; text-decoration: none;"&gt;To those who need caring,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-family: Papyrus; font-size: 24pt; text-decoration: none;"&gt;May you find a good heart to care for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Click to join World Malayali Club" border="0" src="http://s282.photobucket.com/albums/kk274/Nubia002/xmas5/Nubia_group_xmas5-007.gif" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-family: Papyrus; font-size: 24pt; text-decoration: none;"&gt;To those who need friends,&lt;br /&gt;May you meet someone who will also&lt;br /&gt;enrich your life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Click to join World Malayali Club" border="0" src="http://img574.imageshack.us/img574/2513/div80.gif" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-family: Papyrus; font-size: 24pt; text-decoration: none;"&gt;To those who need life,&lt;br /&gt;May you find God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Click to join World Malayali Club" border="0" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a137/tephies/HappyNewYearAnimated01.gif" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; 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Thinking nothing of it, he ignored her and continued on. Finally he went to the checkout line, but she got in front of him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Pardon me," she said, "I'm sorry if my staring at you has made you feel uncomfortable. It's just that you look just like my son, who just died recently."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'm very sorry," replied the young man, "is there anything I can do for you?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yes," she said, "As I'm leaving, can you say 'Good bye, Mother!' ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It would make me feel so much better."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sure," answered the young man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the old woman was leaving, he called out, "Goodbye, Mother!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As he stepped up to the checkout counter, he saw that his total was $127.50.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"How can that be?" he asked, "I only purchased a few things!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Your mother said that you would pay for her," said the clerk&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/2667047498151311427-4807255725713321763?l=yazzy94.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://yazzy94.blogspot.com/2011/12/goodbye-mom.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Yasmin Zahir)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2667047498151311427.post-2718086043567785974</guid><pubDate>Thu, 08 Dec 2011 14:49:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-12-08T22:50:18.267+08:00</atom:updated><title>Prophet JESUS (Peace Be Upon Him)</title><description>&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;I thought of writing a note on theology/philosophy after a long  pause. Since we're in the midst of all this politics , I felt it has  hindered my motivation towards my spiritual side ! So this is a come  back note, liberation from stagnation due to worldly matters... and i  thought the dawn of Christmas should be the best time to post this !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Jesus  A.S is a very important figure in theology, he is a milestone , not  merely due to the supernatural phenomena associated to and with him, but  also because today, he stands between Judaism and Christianity, and  also Islam and Christianity , TRUE these three semitic religions have so  many (but so little) differences, yet, what I'm talking about is, the  substantial difference, that separates (ironically) and also unites  these three Faiths (originated from the same root, God)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Man  through out the history has managed to confuse the message of God,  because at some point of time, some managed to alter or excaggarate the  message of God and make people follow and believe what they wanted to  believe !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;The Bible, and The Qur'an both confirm this&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"And in vain they worship me, teaching as doctrines the commandments of men" (Matthew 15:9)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Such teachings often come from false teachers dressed in sheep's clothing who are really ravenous wolves" (Matthew 7:13,14)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Then  woe to those who write the Book with their own hands, and then  say:"This is from God," to traffic with it for miserable price!- Woe to  them for what their hands do write, and for the gain they make thereby"  (Qur'an 2:79)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;This was always possible, when the message delivered by the respective prophets were not properly preserved !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Here  I will be discussing what MUSLIMS believe about Jesus A.S (and probably  might write about Christians and Jews perspective later, Insha Allah)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Maryam aka Mary A.S is introduced to us in ~Surah Ale Imran~&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Behold!  a woman of 'Imran said: "O my Lord! I do dedicate unto Thee what is in  my womb for Thy special service: So accept this of me: For Thou hearest  and knowest all things. When she was delivered, she said: "O my Lord!  Behold! I am delivered of a female child!"- and Allah knew best what she  brought forth- "And no wise is the male Like the female. I have named  her Mary, and I commend her and her offspring to Thy protection from the  Evil One, the Rejected.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Right graciously did her  Lord accept her: He made her grow in purity and beauty: To the care of  Zakariya was she assigned. Every time that he entered (Her) chamber to  see her, He found her supplied with sustenance. He said: "O Mary! Whence  (comes) this to you?" She said: "From Allah. for Allah Provides  sustenance to whom He pleases without measure."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;***&lt;b&gt;We consider Mary A.S to be one of the most respected women of Islam, A special Qur'anic chapter has been dedicated to her name&lt;/b&gt;***&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;The Birth of Jesus A.S is described beautifully in ~Surah Maryam~ chapter 19 of the Qur'an ,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Surah  Maryam, starts with Kaf.Ha.Ya.'Ain.Sad four letters (Only Allah knows  what they really mean) , and then we are introduced to the story of  Zachariah A.S , who himself was a man of God, He was very old, and his  wife was barren ,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;The Qur'aan says&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Behold ! He (Zachariah) cried to his Lord in secret"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Praying:  "O my Lord! infirm indeed are my bones, and the hair of my head doth  glisten with grey: but never am I unblest, O my Lord, in my prayer to  Thee! Now I fear (what) my relatives (and colleagues) (will do) after  me: but my wife is barren: so give me an heir as from Thyself,-&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;And God blessed Zachariah A.S with a child, named Yahya (JOHN THE BAPTIST)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"(His  prayer was answered): "O Zakariya! We give thee good news of a son: His  name shall be Yahya: on none by that name have We conferred distinction  before."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;So imagine, Prophet  Muhammad S.A.W reciting these verses to his followers, where most of  them were non-Christians,  mostly from Jewish, and Pagan background !  The intial verses are about a MIRACLE , An old man, and a barren old  woman begetting a healthy son ! Then the subsequent verses give a brief  description about Yahya/John A.S and then we have the most beautiful,  description of the introduction of Mary A.S , please read it, see how  the 270-280 day experience has been described in a nutshell,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Relate in the Book (the story of) Mary, when she withdrew from her family to a place in the East&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;She  placed a screen (to screen herself) from them; then We sent her our  angel, and he appeared before her as a man in all respects&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;She said: "I seek refuge from thee to God Most Gracious: (come not near) if thou dost fear God."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;He said: "Nay, I am only a messenger from thy Lord, (to announce) to thee the gift of a holy son.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;She said: "How shall I have a son, seeing that no man has touched me, and I am not unchaste?"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;He  said: "So (it will be): Thy Lord saith, 'that is easy for Me: and (We  wish) to appoint him as a Sign unto men and a Mercy from Us':It is a  matter (so) decreed."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;So she conceived him, and she retired with him to a remote place&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;And  the pains of childbirth drove her to the trunk of a palm-tree: She  cried (in her anguish): "Ah! would that I had died before this! would  that I had been a thing forgotten and out of sight!"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;But (a voice) cried to her from beneath the (palm-tree): "Grieve not! for thy Lord hath provided a rivulet beneath thee;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;And shake towards thyself the trunk of the palm-tree: It will let fall fresh ripe dates upon thee.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;So  eat and drink and cool (thine) eye. And if thou dost see any man, say,  'I have vowed a fast to (God) Most Gracious, and this day will I enter  into not talk with any human being'&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;At length she  brought the (babe) to her people, carrying him (in her arms). They  said: "O Mary! truly an amazing thing hast thou brought!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;(The same incident is described (not dramatically) but briefly in Surah Ale Imran verse 43-51)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;CONCLUSION&lt;/b&gt;:   We believe in the immaculate conception of Mary A.S and the miraculous  Birth of Jesus A.S with 0% doubt ! We believe it without proof !  ----------&lt;b&gt;(1)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Then the  Qur'an explains the subsequent situation, the issues Mary A.S had to  face, naturally, when a virgin, who is not married, comes back with a  baby, people tend to Question her, insult her, attack her, the people  said&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"O sister of Aaron! Thy father was not a man of evil, nor thy mother a woman unchaste! "&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;People  were telling that, her family was not reputed for such immoral acts,  the people were puzzled as to how this good lady suddenly committed  fornication (which she did not), then the most amazing thing happens&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;But she pointed to the babe. They said:&lt;b&gt; "How can we talk to one who is a child in the cradle?"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;She  points her finger at little Jesus A.S , like a small child pointing her  finger at her parent, "let the child answer" now this may have sounded  absurd, people would have laughed, admonished and also blooguarded her,  when all these were happening, the little infant speaks&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;قَا&lt;b&gt;لَ إِنِّي عَبْدُ اللَّهِ آتَانِيَ الْكِتَابَ وَجَعَلَنِي نَبِيًّا&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"He said: "I am indeed a servant of God. He hath given me revelation and made me a prophet;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;And He hath made me blessed wheresoever I be, and hath enjoined on me Prayer and Charity as long as I live;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;(He) hath made me kind to my mother, and not overbearing or miserable;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;So  peace is on me the day I was born, the day that I die, and the day that  I shall be raised up to life (On the day of Judgement along with the  other souls)!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Imagine ! An infant  speaking to a people who were insulting his mother ! BANG ! He would  have just foxed them ! remember, people saw this ! this is why people  started believing in him, Jesus A.S was no ordinary humanbeing who just  accumilated some followers by teaching a few good things !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;CONCLUSION&lt;/b&gt;: We believed that he spoke as an infant ! And that he was a mighty messenger of Allah ----------&lt;b&gt;(2)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;But then God clearly says in the Qur'an in the following verse&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"It  is not befitting to (the majesty of) Allah that He should beget a son.  Glory be to Him! when He determines a matter, He only says to it, "Be",  and it is.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;this statement is backed by The Bible ,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Job 25:4-6&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"How  then can man be in the right before God?  How can he who is born of  woman be pure? Behold, even the moon is not bright, and the stars are  not pure in his eyes; how much less man, who is a maggot, and the son of  man, who is a worm!"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Now we clearly  know who is MAN and who is SON OF MAN (Jesus A.S is mentioned as Son Of  Man 83 times in the New Testament, and mentioned as SON OF GOD 13  times)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;CONCLUSION&lt;/b&gt;: We do not believe  that, Jesus A.S was the begotten son of God, we believe that the word  son of God is used as a phrase of respect, the same was used to David  A.S aswell, see Psalms 2:7 , Exodus 4:22 etc -----------&lt;b&gt;(3)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;We then goto the maturity stage of his life,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;The Quran says in Surah Ale Imran verse 53 onwards&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;When  Jesus found Unbelief on their part He said: "Who will be My helpers to  (the work of) God." Said the disciples: "We are God's helpers: We  believe in God, and do thou bear witness that we are Muslims.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Our Lord! we believe in what Thou hast revealed, and we follow the Messenger. then write us down among those who bear witness"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Jesus  A.S preached the word of God, and whenever he saw disbelief, like every  prophet, he questioned it ! He admonished the wrongdoers ! He rectified  the mistakes !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;But since Jesus A.S was sent to a people who  always questioned the clear signs of God, Jesus A.S was blessed with  many miracles , they being&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;1. Giving life to a  clay bird (this is not even mentioned in the New Testament, but it has  been recorded in a non canonical gospel)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;“I  create for you out of clay the likeness of a bird, then I breathe into  it and it becomes a bird with God’s permission.” (Quran 3:49)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;2. Healing The Blind And The Leper&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"I also heal the blind and the leper.” (Quran 3:49)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;3. Giving Life To The Dead (Lazarus)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;“…and I bring to life the dead, by the permission of God.” (Quran 3:49)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;4. Ability to tell what people had eaten&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;“I  inform you too of what things you eat, and what you store up in your  houses.  Surely in that is a sign for you, if you are believers.” (Quran  3:49)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;5. Bringing down a table of Food&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;When  the disciples said: O Jesus, son of Mary!  Is your Lord able to send  down for us a table spread with food from heaven?  He said: Observe your  duty to God, if ye are true believers.  They said: We desire to eat of  it and our hearts be at rest, and that We may know that you have spoken  truth to us, and that We may be witnesses thereof.  Jesus, son of Mary,  said: 'O God, our Lord, send down for us a Table laden with food out of  heaven, that shall be for us a recurring festival, the first and last of  us, and a miracle from You.  And provide us our sustenance, for You are  the best of providers!” (Quran 5:112-114)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Now quoting from the Bible for a comparison&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;And Jesus said to him,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;‘Why do you call me good? No one is good but God alone.  (From the NIV Bible, Mark 10:18)"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"For of a truth against thy holy servant Jesus, whom thou hast anointed...." (Acts 4:27 RSV)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"The God of Abraham, and of Isaac,.... hath glorified his servant Jesus." (Acts 3:13 RSV)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Ok  that's enough to explain our stand, and back it with biblical proof,  p.s If you feel this is quoted out of context, you can refer all the  translations by visiting Biblegateway.com , So the next conclusion&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;CONCLUSION&lt;/b&gt;:  We believe, Jesus A.S is a servant of God, just like Muhammad S.A.W or  anyother prophet ! We believe he performed miracles , that he gave life  to the dead, that he cured the blind etc etc, Just like Moses A.S  separated the Sea, It was a blessing from God, And the Bible also says  the same "I cast out devils with the finger of God" i.e with the leave  of God -----------&lt;b&gt;(4)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Then  we come to the end of his journey on Earth, Jesus A.S preached the  concept of God, but the ruler of then Jewish community, was a Roman, it  should be pontius pilate/Herod if I'm not mistaken ! They did not like  Jesus A.S, because, he rebelled against those who were into idol worship  and worship of men and kings, especially the Roman empire ! So they  plotted against Jesus A.S, let's see what the Qur'an has to say on this&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Going back to Qur'an &lt;b&gt;Surah Ale Imran aayah 54-55&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"And (the unbelievers) plotted and planned (Against Jesus A.S), and God too planned, and the best of planners is God."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Behold!  God said: "O Jesus! I will take thee and raise thee to Myself and clear  thee (of the falsehoods) of those who blaspheme; I will make those who  follow thee superior to those who reject faith, to the Day of  Resurrection: Then shall ye all return unto me, and I will judge between  you of the matters wherein ye dispute"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;and  then we all know what happens next, The crucifixion, The Qur'an gives a  crystal clear, straight forward, no nonsense reply to this question (  What Happened To Jesus ? )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Qur'an Chapter Of Women, verse 157 says&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Waqawlihim  inna qatalna almaseeha eesa ibna maryama rasoola Allahi wama qataloohu  wama salaboohu walakin shubbiha lahum wainna allatheena ikhtalafoo feehi  lafee shakkin minhu ma lahum bihi min AAilmin illa ittibaAAa alththanni  wama qataloohu yaqeenan"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;meaning&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;That  they said (in boast), "We killed Christ Jesus the son of Mary, the  Messenger of Allah.;- but they killed him not, nor crucified him, but so  it was made to appear to them, and those who differ therein are full of  doubts, with no (certain) knowledge, but only conjecture to follow, for  of a surety they killed him not:-&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;CONCLUSION&lt;/b&gt;:  We believe he was attacked by the disbelievers, he was ill-treated, but  We do not believe he was Crucified, According to Islam Jesus A.S was  raised to God , at some point of tim, BEFORE he died ! How Did God Do  That? GOD KNOWS BEST ! The Qur'aan clearly says &lt;b&gt;and those who  differ therein are full of doubts, with no (certain) knowledge, but only  conjecture to follow, for of a surety they killed him not&lt;/b&gt; -----------(5)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;And then, Qur'an tells us that Jesus A.S will return during the latter part of the end of days, &lt;b&gt;plus the ahadeeths tell us that&lt;/b&gt; he will lead the muslims/believers against the Dajjal, better known as  the anti christ ! he will then rule the world for few years, and it is  said that those years will be peaceful and serene ! He will then die,  and will be burried next to the prophet Muhammad S.A.W (correct me if im  wrong http://www.jesuswillreturn.com/s2_e.html)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;This is  what we believe about Jesus A.S , Both Christians and Muslims are aware  that December 25 is not the true birthday of Jesus A.S , it was due to  some pagan intervention (probably influence of mperor Constantine) , but  still , we can use today as a day to ponder over the life story of this  great man, peace, SHALOM  / SALAM !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;God Bless You ! Muslims and Christians Unite Under The Flag , THIESM !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&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/2667047498151311427-2718086043567785974?l=yazzy94.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://yazzy94.blogspot.com/2011/12/prophet-jesus-peace-be-upon-him.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Yasmin Zahir)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2667047498151311427.post-3400513974241747305</guid><pubDate>Thu, 08 Dec 2011 14:47:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-12-08T22:47:51.181+08:00</atom:updated><title>I Don't Know</title><description>&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Dew on my glass window,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Drops down to say hello.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;The blinking cursor winks,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I don't know. I give up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Somebody walks in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Calls me a friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;And then they walk out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I don't know, I give up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;There is nothing to be done&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;but always something&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I must do it all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I don't know, I give up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I remember a smile,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;A hug, a kiss for a while,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;And then suddenly it's gone,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I don't know, I give up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Excitement, fear,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Love that I hold dear,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I refuse to feel them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I don't know, I give up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Maybe I'm whiner,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;but mom calls for dinner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I must finish up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I don't know, I give up&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/2667047498151311427-3400513974241747305?l=yazzy94.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://yazzy94.blogspot.com/2011/12/i-dont-know.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Yasmin Zahir)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2667047498151311427.post-2345458698510517552</guid><pubDate>Thu, 08 Dec 2011 14:16:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-03-09T16:22:07.899+08:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>inspirational quote</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>inspirational</category><title>The Trouble with Guys</title><description>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://groups.yahoo.com/subscribe/worldmalayaliclub/" rel="nofollow" style="background-color: white; color: black; text-decoration: none; text-shadow: silver 5px 5px 7px;" target="_blank" title="Click to join World Malayali Club"&gt;  &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="yiv11415855"&gt;&lt;table&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime; font-size: 24pt;"&gt;The Trouble&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #00a000; font-size: 24pt;"&gt; with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff8100; font-size: 24pt;"&gt;GUYS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #00a000; font-size: 24pt;"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 24pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;If u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #00c200; font-size: 24pt;"&gt;TREAT &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 24pt;"&gt;him nicely, he says u are &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: green; font-size: 24pt;"&gt;IN &lt;b&gt;LOVE&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 24pt;"&gt;with him;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 24pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;If u &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff8141; font-size: 24pt;"&gt;Don't&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 24pt;"&gt;, he says u are &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff8100; font-size: 24pt;"&gt;PROUD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 24pt;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 24pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;If u &lt;b&gt;DRESS &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: 24pt;"&gt;Nicely&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 24pt;"&gt;, he says u are trying to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff1f10; font-size: 24pt;"&gt;LURE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 24pt;"&gt;him;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 24pt;"&gt;If u &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: green; font-size: 24pt;"&gt;Don't&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 24pt;"&gt;, he says u&amp;nbsp;don't have&amp;nbsp;STYLE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 24pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 24pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;If u &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff8100; font-size: 24pt;"&gt;ARGUE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 24pt;"&gt;with him, he says u are &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #bfbf00; font-size: 24pt;"&gt;STUBBORN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 24pt;"&gt;;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 24pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;If u keep &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: green; font-size: 24pt;"&gt;QUIET&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 24pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;, he says u are &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: green; font-size: 24pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;HIDING SOMETHING&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 24pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;If u are &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: 24pt;"&gt;SMARTER &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 24pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;than him,&amp;nbsp;you are a&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;NERD&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #004200; font-size: 24pt;"&gt;;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 24pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;If he's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #00a1e0; font-size: 24pt;"&gt;Smarter &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 24pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;than u, he&amp;nbsp;has&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: #00cccc;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;BRAINS&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 24pt;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 24pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;If u don't &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff1f10; font-size: 24pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff0080; font-size: 24pt;"&gt;ove &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 24pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;him, he tries to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff0041; font-size: 24pt;"&gt;POSSESS &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 24pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;u;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 24pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;If u &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff8100; font-size: 24pt;"&gt;Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 24pt;"&gt;him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; font-size: 24pt;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 24pt;"&gt; he will try to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d2b06a; font-size: 24pt;"&gt;LEAVE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 24pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;u.(very true huh?) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 24pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If u don't &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-size: 24pt;"&gt;make love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 24pt;"&gt;with him, he says u &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff42f9; font-size: 24pt;"&gt;don't Love &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 24pt;"&gt;him;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 24pt;"&gt;If u &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-size: 24pt;"&gt;do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 24pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;!! he says u are &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #001fe2; font-size: 24pt;"&gt;CHEAP and a SLUT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 24pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If u tell him your &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0080ff; font-size: 24pt;"&gt;PROBLEM &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 24pt;"&gt;, he says u are &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #001fe2; font-size: 24pt;"&gt;NEEDY/WHINY and BEING DEMANDING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #001fe2; font-size: 24pt;"&gt;;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 24pt;"&gt;If u &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: 24pt;"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 24pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;, he says that u don't &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: 24pt;"&gt;TRUST&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 24pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 24pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;If u &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: 24pt;"&gt;SCOLD &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 24pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;him,  u are like a &lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MOTHER&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 24pt;"&gt;to him;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 24pt;"&gt;If he&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-size: 24pt;"&gt;SCOLDS &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 24pt;"&gt;u, it is because he &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-size: 24pt;"&gt;CARES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 24pt;"&gt;for u.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 24pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;If u &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-size: 24pt;"&gt;BREAK &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;your PROMISE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 10pt;"&gt; , &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 24pt;"&gt;u Cannot be &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-size: 24pt;"&gt;TRUSTED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 24pt;"&gt;If he &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #602162; font-size: 24pt;"&gt;BREAKS &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 24pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;his, he is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #604200; font-size: 24pt;"&gt;FORCED &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 24pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;to do so. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 24pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;If u &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #001fe2; font-size: 24pt;"&gt;SMOKE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 24pt;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 24pt;"&gt; u are &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a16252; font-size: 24pt;"&gt;BAD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 24pt;"&gt;girl;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 24pt;"&gt;If he &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #bfbf00; font-size: 24pt;"&gt;S&lt;b&gt;MOKES&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8100ff; font-size: 24pt;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 24pt;"&gt;he is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a1a100; font-size: 24pt;"&gt;GENTLEMAN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 24pt;"&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 24pt;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 24pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;If u &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: 24pt;"&gt;HURT &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 24pt;"&gt;him, u are &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: 24pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;CRUEL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 24pt;"&gt;;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 24pt;"&gt;If he &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: 24pt;"&gt;HURTS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 24pt;"&gt; u, u &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff8100; font-size: 24pt;"&gt;DESERVE IT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a00000; font-size: 24pt;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: deepskyblue; font-size: 24pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; ...guys are &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-size: 24pt;"&gt;so hard to please&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: deepskyblue; font-size: 24pt;"&gt; !!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: 24pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;If u send this to guys, they will swear that it's not true....... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-size: 24pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;but if u don't, they say u are selfish..... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-size: 24pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;The moral of the story is...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-size: 24pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;SEND THIS TO GUYS OUT THERE ANYWAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c20000; font-size: 24pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt; .... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff0080; font-size: 24pt;"&gt;Send it to girls also, give them some laughter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; font-size: 24pt;"&gt; .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://groups.yahoo.com/subscribe/worldmalayaliclub/" rel="nofollow" style="background-color: white; color: black; text-decoration: none; text-shadow: silver 5px 5px 7px;" target="_blank" title="Click to join World Malayali Club"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://groups.yahoo.com/subscribe/worldmalayaliclub/" rel="nofollow" style="color: black; text-decoration: none; text-shadow: 5px 5px 7px silver;" target="_blank" title="Click to join World Malayali Club"&gt;  &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://groups.yahoo.com/subscribe/worldmalayaliclub/" rel="nofollow" style="color: black; text-decoration: none; text-shadow: 5px 5px 7px silver;" target="_blank" title="Click to join World Malayali Club"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2667047498151311427-2345458698510517552?l=yazzy94.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://yazzy94.blogspot.com/2011/12/troule-with-guys.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Yasmin Zahir)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><georss:featurename>Kuala Selangor, Selangor, Malaysia</georss:featurename><georss:point>3.334976 101.258023</georss:point><georss:box>3.271569 101.179059 3.3983830000000004 101.336987</georss:box></item></channel></rss>