tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-281075352011-11-27T16:27:15.002-08:00Naziahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17227097501772100179noreply@blogger.comBlogger35125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28107535.post-69068156106320143412007-03-26T04:23:00.000-07:002007-03-26T04:36:42.990-07:002007-03-26T04:36:42.990-07:00One thing that really pisses me off is when others act inconsiderate: when they simply ignore all the extra effort you put in at work, or when they think that they know you and make your decisions for you, or when they try to tell you what you should be doing or how about when they force you to do something that you wouldn't normally given the situation. Just because one is at a higher level or position, or enjoys more power, or is more mature; does not give them any right to be inconsiderate towards others. Nothing gives anyone a right to make act on others behalf; unless the other person really agrees to be in that situation. Nothing even gives someone the right to tell others that what they think is wrong.<br /><br />We humans sometimes act weird. As we live everyday, but we forget that in the end each person has a right to live their own life and to do anything they want to. And most often in our state-of-forgetfulness we wrong others and never even realize the consequences of our actions.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28107535-6906815610632014341?l=arabian-capricorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/Q3sXmIalO-e33tF32S0PIfq-hHM/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/Q3sXmIalO-e33tF32S0PIfq-hHM/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/Q3sXmIalO-e33tF32S0PIfq-hHM/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/Q3sXmIalO-e33tF32S0PIfq-hHM/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/myMemoriesInDubai/~4/quC1sxIc7j0" height="1" width="1"/>Naziahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17227097501772100179noreply@blogger.com1http://arabian-capricorn.blogspot.com/2007/03/mixed-feelings.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28107535.post-24089881501358254012007-03-12T10:21:00.000-07:002007-03-12T10:25:20.461-07:002007-03-12T10:25:20.461-07:00If you're not the one then why does my soul feel glad today?<br />If you're not the one then why does my hand fit yours this way?<br />If you are not mine then why does your heart return my call?<br />If you are not mine would I have the strength to stand at all?<br />I never know what the future brings But I know you are here with me now<br />We'll make it through And I hope you are the one I share my life with<br />I don't wanna run away but I can't take it, I don't understand<br />If I'm not made for you then why does my heart tell me that I am?<br />Is there any way that I can stay in your arms?<br />If I don't need you then why am I crying on my bed?<br />If I don't need you then why does your name resound in my head?<br />If you're not for me then why does this distance maim my life?<br />If you're not for me then why do I dream of you as my wife?<br />I don't know why you're so far away But I know that this much is true<br />We'll make it through And I hope you are the one I share my life with<br />And I wish that you could be the one I die with<br />And I'm praying you're the one I build my home with<br />I hope I love you all my life<br />I don't wanna run away but I can't take it, I don't understand<br />If I'm not made for you then why does my heart tell me that I am<br />Is there any way that I can stay in your arms?<br />'Cause I miss you, body and soul so strong that it takes my breath away<br />And I breathe you into my heart and pray for the strength to stand today<br />'Cause I love you, whether it's wrong or right<br />And though I can't be with you tonight<br />You know my heart is by your side<br />I don’t wanna run away but I can’t take it, I don’t understand<br />If I’m not made for you then why does my heart tell me that I am<br />Is there any way that I can stay in your arms?<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28107535-2408988150135825401?l=arabian-capricorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/ZUWPBHP3B6sbsg7DS5vZqmW27jc/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/ZUWPBHP3B6sbsg7DS5vZqmW27jc/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/ZUWPBHP3B6sbsg7DS5vZqmW27jc/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/ZUWPBHP3B6sbsg7DS5vZqmW27jc/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/myMemoriesInDubai/~4/HLwjZiMoR3A" height="1" width="1"/>Naziahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17227097501772100179noreply@blogger.com0http://arabian-capricorn.blogspot.com/2007/03/if-youre-not-one-by-daniel-bedingfield.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28107535.post-18953838878559309862007-01-23T09:09:00.000-08:002007-01-23T09:16:11.867-08:002007-01-23T09:16:11.867-08:00You look into my eyes<br />I go out of my mind<br />I can't see anything<br />Cos this love's got me blind<br />I can't help myself<br />I can't break the spell<br />I can't even try<br /><br />I'm in over my head<br />You got under skin<br />I got no strength at all<br />In the state that I'm in<br /><br />And my knees are weak<br />And my mouth can't speak<br />Fell too far this time<br /><br />Chorus:<br />Baby, I'm too lost in you<br />Caught in you<br />Lost in everything about you<br />So deep, I can't sleep<br />I can't think<br />I just think about the things that you do (you do)<br />I'm too lost in you<br />(Too lost in you)<br /><br />ooh<br />Well you whispered to me<br />And I shiver inside<br />You undo me and move me<br />In ways undefined<br />And you're all I see<br />And you're all I need<br />Help me baby (help me baby)<br />Help me baby (help me now)<br /><br />Cos I'm slipping away<br />Like the sand to the tide<br />Falling into your arms<br />Falling into your eyes<br />If you get too near<br />I might disappear<br />I might lose my mind<br /><br />Chorus:<br />Baby, I'm too lost in you<br />Caught in you<br />Lost in everything about you<br />So deep, I can't sleep<br />I can't think<br />I just think about the things that you do (you do)<br />I'm too lost in you<br />(Too lost in you)<br /><br />I'm going in crazy in love for you baby<br />(I can't eat and I can't sleep)<br />I'm going down like a stone in the sea<br />Yeah, no one can mess with me<br />(No one can mess with me)<br /><br />Oooh, my baby<br />Oooh, baby, baby<br /><br />Chorus:<br />Baby, I'm too lost in you<br />Caught in you<br />Lost in everything about you<br />So deep, I can't sleep<br />I can't think<br />I just think about the things that you do (you do)<br />I'm too lost in you<br /><br />I'm lost in you<br />I'm lost in you<br />I'm lost in everything about you<br />So deep (so deep), I can't sleep<br />I can't think<br />I just think about the things that you do (you do)<br />I'm too lost in you<br />(Too lost in you)<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28107535-1895383887855930986?l=arabian-capricorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/rrM23d2moeOUs08pNXtjMEyWz6E/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/rrM23d2moeOUs08pNXtjMEyWz6E/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/rrM23d2moeOUs08pNXtjMEyWz6E/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/rrM23d2moeOUs08pNXtjMEyWz6E/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/myMemoriesInDubai/~4/5uV3kOP5WGw" height="1" width="1"/>Naziahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17227097501772100179noreply@blogger.com0http://arabian-capricorn.blogspot.com/2007/01/my-fav-song-too-lost-in-you-love.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28107535.post-89987432770329294562007-01-19T20:10:00.000-08:002007-01-19T20:12:38.803-08:002007-01-19T20:12:38.803-08:00There's a hero<br />If you look inside your heart<br />You don't have to be afraid<br />Of what you are<br />There's an answer<br />If you reach into your soul<br />And the sorrow that you know<br />Will melt away<br /><br />[Chorus:]<br />And then a hero comes along<br />With the strength to carry on<br />And you cast your fears aside<br />And you know you can survive<br />So when you feel like hope is gone<br />Look inside you and be strong<br />And you'll finally see the truth<br />That a hero lies in you<br /><br />It's a long road<br />When you face the world alone<br />No one reaches out a hand<br />For you to hold<br />You can find love<br />If you search within yourself<br />And the emptiness you felt<br />Will disappear<br /><br />[Chorus]<br />Lord knows<br />Dreams are hard to follow<br />But don't let anyone<br />Tear them away<br />Just hold on<br />There will be tomorrow<br />And in time<br />You'll find the way<br />[Chorus]<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28107535-8998743277032929456?l=arabian-capricorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/wjlM5HQ4EvjLS1pBPuGWmo9o8FU/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/wjlM5HQ4EvjLS1pBPuGWmo9o8FU/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/wjlM5HQ4EvjLS1pBPuGWmo9o8FU/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/wjlM5HQ4EvjLS1pBPuGWmo9o8FU/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/myMemoriesInDubai/~4/i2wh5YTb7Ts" height="1" width="1"/>Naziahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17227097501772100179noreply@blogger.com0http://arabian-capricorn.blogspot.com/2007/01/my-fav-song-hero-by-mariah-carey.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28107535.post-74426813698752233402007-01-18T22:03:00.000-08:002007-01-18T22:08:04.201-08:002007-01-18T22:08:04.201-08:00Found myself today<br />Oh I found myself and ran away<br />Something pulled me back<br />The voice of reason I forgot I had<br />All I know is you're not here to say<br />What you always used to say<br />But it's written in the sky tonight<br /><br />So I won't give up<br />No I won't break down<br />Sooner than it seems life turns around<br />And I will be strong<br />Even if it all goes wrong<br />When I'm standing in the dark I'll still believe<br />Someone's watching over me<br /><br />Seen that ray of light<br />And it's shining on my destiny<br />Shining all the time<br />And I wont be afraid<br />To follow everywhere it's taking me<br />All I know is yesterday is gone<br />And right now I belong<br />To this moment to my dreams<br /><br />So I won't give up<br />No I won't break down<br />Sooner than it seems life turns around<br />And I will be strong<br />Even if it all goes wrong<br />When I'm standing in the dark I'll still believe<br />Someone's watching over me<br /><br />It doesn't matter what people say<br />And it doesn't matter how long it takes<br />Believe in yourself and you'll fly high<br />And it only matters how true you are<br />Be true to yourself and follow your heart<br /><br />So I won't give up<br />No I won't break down<br />Sooner than it seems life turns around<br />And I will be strong<br />Even if it all goes wrong<br />When I'm standing in the dark I'll still believe<br />That I won't give up<br />No I won't break down<br />Sooner than it seems life turns around<br />And I will be strong<br />Even when it all goes wrong<br />When I'm standing in the dark I'll still believe<br />That someone's watching over<br />Someone's watching over<br />Someone's watching over me<br /><br />Someone's watching over me<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28107535-7442681369875223340?l=arabian-capricorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/TzvJpkJVwkApCcizP8sfAD5IGCE/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/TzvJpkJVwkApCcizP8sfAD5IGCE/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/TzvJpkJVwkApCcizP8sfAD5IGCE/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/TzvJpkJVwkApCcizP8sfAD5IGCE/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/myMemoriesInDubai/~4/P6f0JMG73Ts" height="1" width="1"/>Naziahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17227097501772100179noreply@blogger.com0http://arabian-capricorn.blogspot.com/2007/01/my-fav-song-someones-watching-over-me.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28107535.post-41799549594168458372007-01-18T21:55:00.000-08:002007-01-18T21:57:47.732-08:002007-01-18T21:57:47.732-08:00Every night in my dreams<br />I see you. I feel you.<br />That is how I know you go on.<br /><br />Far across the distance<br />And spaces between us<br />You have come to show you go on.<br /><br />(Chorus) Near, far, wherever you are<br />I believe that the heart does go on<br />Once more you open the door<br />And you're here in my heart, and<br />My heart will go on<br /><br />Love can touch us one time<br />And last for a lifetime<br />And never let go till we're gone<br /><br />Love was when I loved you<br />One true time I hold you<br />In my life we'll always go on<br /><br />(Chorus) Near, far, wherever you areI<br /> believe that the heart does go on<br />Once more you open the door<br />And you're here in my heart, and<br />My heart will go on<br /><br />(Stronger Voice) You're here there's nothing I fear,<br />And I know that my heart will go on<br />We'll stay forever this way<br />You are safe in my heart, and<br />My heart will go on...mmmmm<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28107535-4179954959416845837?l=arabian-capricorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/BpjusoRTQ6N2oRiRIwI8kcLaIfg/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/BpjusoRTQ6N2oRiRIwI8kcLaIfg/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/BpjusoRTQ6N2oRiRIwI8kcLaIfg/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/BpjusoRTQ6N2oRiRIwI8kcLaIfg/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/myMemoriesInDubai/~4/vf1FpICSsfQ" height="1" width="1"/>Naziahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17227097501772100179noreply@blogger.com0http://arabian-capricorn.blogspot.com/2007/01/my-fav-song-my-heart-will-go-on-by.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28107535.post-67439956053920175232007-01-18T21:46:00.000-08:002007-01-18T21:54:16.119-08:002007-01-18T21:54:16.119-08:00There were nights when the wind was so cold<br />That my body froze in bed<br />If I just listened to it<br />Right outside the window<br /><br />There were days when the sun was so cruel<br />That all the tears turned to dust<br />And I just knew my eyes were<br />Drying up forever<br /><br />I finished crying in the instant that you left<br />And I can't remember where or when or how<br />And I banished every memory you and I had ever made<br /><br />But when you touch me like this<br />And you hold me like thatI just have to admit<br />That it's all coming back to me<br />When I touch you like this<br />And I hold you like that<br />It's so hard to believe butIt's all coming back to me<br />(It's all coming back, it's all coming back to me now)<br /><br />There were moments of gold<br />And there were flashes of light<br />There were things I'd never do again<br />But then they'd always seemed right<br />There were nights of endless pleasure<br />It was more than any laws allow<br />Baby Baby<br /><br />If I kiss you like this<br />And if you whisper like that<br />It was lost long ago<br />But it's all coming back to me<br />If you want me like this<br />And if you need me like that<br />It was dead long ago<br />But it's all coming back to me<br />It's so hard to resist<br />And it's all coming back to me<br />I can barely recall<br />But it's all coming back to me now<br />But it's all coming back<br /><br />There were those empty threats and hollow lies<br />And whenever you tried to hurt me<br />I just hurt you even worse<br />And so much deeper<br /><br />There were hours that just went on for days<br />When alone at last we'd count up all the chances<br />That were lost to us forever<br /><br />But you were history with the slamming of the door<br />And I made myself so strong again somehow<br />And I never wasted any of my time on you since then<br /><br />But if I touch you like this<br />And if you kiss me like that<br />It was so long ago<br />But it's all coming back to me<br />If you touch me like this<br />And if I kiss you like that<br />It was gone with the wind<br />But it's all coming back to me<br />(It's all coming back, it's all coming back to me now)<br /><br />There were moments of gold<br />And there were flashes of light<br />There were things we'd never do again<br />But then they'd always seemed right<br />There were nights of endless pleasure<br />It was more than all your laws allow<br />Baby, Baby, Baby<br /><br />When you touch me like this<br />And when you hold me like that<br />It was gone with the wind<br />But it's all coming back to me<br />When you see me like this<br />And when I see you like that<br />Then we see what we want to see<br />All coming back to me<br />The flesh and the fantasies<br />All coming back to me<br />I can barely recall<br />But it's all coming back to me now<br /><br />If you forgive me all this<br />If I forgive you all that<br />We forgive and forget<br />And it's all coming back to me<br />When you see me like this<br />And when I see you like that<br />We see just what we want to see<br />All coming back to me<br />The flesh and the fantasies<br />All coming back to me<br />I can barely recall but it's all coming back to me now<br /><br />(It's all coming back to me now)<br />And when you kiss me like this<br />(It's all coming back to me now)<br />And when I touch you like that<br />(It's all coming back to me now)<br />If you do it like this<br />(It's all coming back to me now)<br />And if we...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28107535-6743995605392017523?l=arabian-capricorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/FV8OOwsL6tm8NuYVTn79QqEh62s/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/FV8OOwsL6tm8NuYVTn79QqEh62s/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/FV8OOwsL6tm8NuYVTn79QqEh62s/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/FV8OOwsL6tm8NuYVTn79QqEh62s/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/myMemoriesInDubai/~4/IQZ3Ej2AG9w" height="1" width="1"/>Naziahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17227097501772100179noreply@blogger.com0http://arabian-capricorn.blogspot.com/2007/01/my-fav-song-its-all-coming-back-to-me.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28107535.post-35356814030698384252007-01-18T21:41:00.000-08:002007-01-18T21:44:47.719-08:002007-01-18T21:44:47.719-08:00I will always love you no matter what<br />No matter where you go or what you do<br />And knowing you<br />You're gonna have to do things you're own way<br />And that's okay<br />So be free, spread your wings<br />And promise me just one thing...<br /><br />If you ever need a place to cry<br />Baby, come to meCome to me<br />I've always known that you were born to fly<br />But you can come to me<br />If the world breaks your heart<br />No matter where on Earth you are<br />You can come to me<br /><br />Don't walk around with the world on you're shoulders<br />And you're highest hopes laying on the ground<br />I know you think you've gotta try to be my hero<br />But dont you know the stars you wish upon they fall its true<br />But I still belive in you<br /><br />If you ever need a place to cryBaby, come to me<br />Come to meI've always known that you were born to fly<br />But you can come to me<br />If the world breaks your heart<br />No matter where on Earth you are<br />You can come to me<br /><br />And the seven sea's you sail<br />All the winding road you're on<br />Leave you lost and feeling all alone<br />Let my heart be your beacon home<br /><br />If you ever need a place to cryBaby, come to me<br />Come to meI've always known that you were born to fly<br />But you can come to me<br />When the world breaks your heart<br />No matter where on Earth you are<br />You can come to me<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28107535-3535681403069838425?l=arabian-capricorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/dWS2-7NWanm-6YSrMQz2O5O8yD4/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/dWS2-7NWanm-6YSrMQz2O5O8yD4/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/dWS2-7NWanm-6YSrMQz2O5O8yD4/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/dWS2-7NWanm-6YSrMQz2O5O8yD4/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/myMemoriesInDubai/~4/X77_2fq7Bsk" height="1" width="1"/>Naziahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17227097501772100179noreply@blogger.com0http://arabian-capricorn.blogspot.com/2007/01/my-fav-song-come-to-me-by-celine-dion.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28107535.post-54757924584637560832007-01-18T21:33:00.000-08:002007-01-18T21:37:52.819-08:002007-01-18T21:37:52.819-08:00For all those times you stood by me<br />For all the truth that you made me see<br />For all the joy you brought to my life<br />For all the wrong that you made right<br />For every dream you made come true For all the love I found in you<br />I'll be forever thankful baby<br />You're the one who held me up<br />Never let me fall<br />You're the one who saw me through through it all<br /><br />You were my strength when I was weak<br />You were my voice when I couldn't speak<br />You were my eyes when I couldn't see<br />You saw the best there was in me<br />Lifted me up when I couldn't reach<br />You gave me faith 'coz you believed<br />I'm everything I am<br />Because you loved me<br /><br />You gave me wings and made me fly<br />You touched my hand I could touch the sky<br />I lost my faith, you gave it back to me<br />You said no star was out of reach<br />You stood by me and I stood tall<br />I had your love I had it all<br />I'm grateful for each day you gave me<br />Maybe I don't know that much<br />But I know this much is true<br />I was blessed because I was loved by you<br /><br />You were my strength when I was weak<br />You were my voice when I couldn't speak<br />You were my eyes when I couldn't see<br />You saw the best there was in me<br />Lifted me up when I couldn't reach<br />You gave me faith 'coz you believed<br />I'm everything I am<br />Because you loved me<br /><br />You were always there for me<br />The tender wind that carried me<br />A light in the dark shining your love into my life<br />You've been my inspiration<br />Through the lies you were the truth<br />My world is a better place because of you<br /><br />You were my strength when I was weak<br />You were my voice when I couldn't speak<br />You were my eyes when I couldn't see<br />You saw the best there was in me<br />Lifted me up when I couldn't reach<br />You gave me faith 'coz you believed<br />I'm everything I am<br />Because you loved me<br /><br />I'm everything I am<br />Because you loved me<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28107535-5475792458463756083?l=arabian-capricorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/nC3-mxfy6Lj-MflCkW252r2b1Ho/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/nC3-mxfy6Lj-MflCkW252r2b1Ho/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/nC3-mxfy6Lj-MflCkW252r2b1Ho/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/nC3-mxfy6Lj-MflCkW252r2b1Ho/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/myMemoriesInDubai/~4/NVp-7l_HZB4" height="1" width="1"/>Naziahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17227097501772100179noreply@blogger.com0http://arabian-capricorn.blogspot.com/2007/01/my-favsong-because-you-loved-me-by.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28107535.post-56351096543616401542007-01-18T21:22:00.000-08:002007-01-18T21:32:13.165-08:002007-01-18T21:32:13.165-08:00"Leaving On A Jet Plane"<br /><br />I'm ... I'm ...<br />All my bags are packed, I'm ready to go<br />I'm standin' here outside your door<br />I hate to wake you up to say goodbye<br /><br />But the dawn is breakin', it's early morn<br />The taxi's waitin', he's blowin' his horn<br />Already I'm so lonesome I could die<br /><br />So kiss me and smile for me<br />Tell me that you'll wait for me<br />Hold me like you'll never let me go<br /><br />'Cause I'm leaving on a jet plane<br />I don't know when I'll be back again<br />Oh, babe, I hate to go<br /><br />I'm ...<br /><br />There's so many times I've let you down<br />So many times I've played aroundI<br />'ll tell you now, they don't mean a thing<br /><br />Every place I go, I think of you<br />Every song I sing, I sing for you<br />When I come back I'll wear your wedding ring<br /><br />So kiss me and smile for me<br />Tell me that you'll wait for me<br />Hold me like you'll never let me go<br />'Cause I'm leaving on a jet planeI don't know when I'll be back again<br />Oh, babe, I hate to go<br /><br />Now the time has come to leave you<br />One more time, oh, let me kiss you<br />And close your eyes and I'll be on my way<br /><br />Dream about the days to come<br />When I won't have to leave alone<br />About the times that I won't have to say ...<br /><br />Oh, kiss me and smile for me<br />Tell me that you'll wait for me<br />Hold me like you'll never let me go<br /><br />'Cause I'm leaving on a jet plane<br />I don't know when I'll be back again<br />Oh, babe, I hate to go<br /><br />And I'm leaving on a jet plane<br />I don't know when I'll be back again<br />Oh, babe, I hate to go<br /><br />But I'm leaving on a jet plane<br />(Ah ah ah ah)<br />Leaving on a jet plane<br />(Ah ah ah ah)<br />Leaving on a jet plane<br />(Ah ah ah ah)<br />Leaving on a jet plane<br />(Ah ah ah ah)<br />Leaving on a jet plane<br />(Ah ah ah ah)<br />Leaving on a jet plane<br />(Ah ah ah ah)<br />Leaving on a jet plane<br />(Ah ah ah ah)<br />Leaving on a jet plane<br />(Ah ah ah ah)<br />(Leaving)<br />On a jet plane<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28107535-5635109654361640154?l=arabian-capricorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/VnLvnrcmhLsm8UcuOdgQxXqD_c8/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/VnLvnrcmhLsm8UcuOdgQxXqD_c8/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/VnLvnrcmhLsm8UcuOdgQxXqD_c8/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/VnLvnrcmhLsm8UcuOdgQxXqD_c8/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/myMemoriesInDubai/~4/4ROuReKIeaM" height="1" width="1"/>Naziahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17227097501772100179noreply@blogger.com0http://arabian-capricorn.blogspot.com/2007/01/my-fav-song-leaving-on-jet-plane-by.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28107535.post-1149414640534004822006-06-04T02:45:00.000-07:002006-06-04T02:50:40.546-07:002006-06-04T02:50:40.546-07:00<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4758/2152/1600/individual%20potrait.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4758/2152/320/individual%20potrait.jpg" border="0" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28107535-114941464053400482?l=arabian-capricorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/8_GDKvcqa6CdsO_7awgIxzb0IbA/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/8_GDKvcqa6CdsO_7awgIxzb0IbA/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/8_GDKvcqa6CdsO_7awgIxzb0IbA/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/8_GDKvcqa6CdsO_7awgIxzb0IbA/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/myMemoriesInDubai/~4/mNOuFAuww78" height="1" width="1"/>Naziahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17227097501772100179noreply@blogger.com0http://arabian-capricorn.blogspot.com/2006/06/my-individual-potrait.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28107535.post-1149062129802137682006-05-31T00:25:00.000-07:002006-05-31T00:55:29.813-07:002006-05-31T00:55:29.813-07:00Tomorrow is the commencement day. And in a moment it will all be over. One last gathering through university and we will all walk our seperate ways in life. We may keep in touch, but who knows what future holds for us.<br /><br />I am terrible at saying good-bye! But time has come to say it. So good-bye AUS. Good-bye all the professors. Good-bye all my friends. Thank you for being a part of my life and for contributing to the changes in my personality. Even though I am scared of what will happen next I am confident that things will turn out fine. The hope that I have in me, my confidence, my positive attaitude, the knowledge I gained, my success in my course projects, and every little thing that has made me who I am today would never had been possible without all of you.<br /><br />I spend four years at AUS. And none of these are filled with regrets. In fact, I enjoyed each and every moment of it. I may not have enjoyed it when the moment was happening, but now when i think of it, I am glad that they did happen. without the odd moments; like having crappy team mates who dont work, or professors who need to be pleased so they don't give you bad grades, or working on a paper for hours and losing it when the power failed, or having a bad day with friends or just in general, or having family giving me a bad time, or dealing with death the day before I have two final exams, or feeling left out from friends, or having an anxiety attack when working on projects and studying for exams, or moments like these; I dont think I would have appreciated the good time i had or survived. Now it is time for me to move on in life and to experience new things and situations in life.<br /><br />So I wish everyone who is graduating, an extremely good and wonderful luck. And I hope that the dreams of everyone of us come true and that we all have an extremely wonderful life where ever our lives take us.<br /><br />To the Class of 2006 of American University of Sharjah: Here is Nazia Moghul wishing you all, with utmost love, honor and pride, Congratulations!!!<br /><br />Tags: <a href="http://technorati.com/tag/Graduation" rel="tag">Graduation</a> <a href="http://technorati.com/tag/AUS" rel="tag">AUS</a> <a href="http://technorati.com/tag/American+University+of+Sharjah" rel="tag">American University of Sharjah</a> <a href="http://technorati.com/tag/Nazia+Moghul" rel="tag">Nazia Moghul</a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28107535-114906212980213768?l=arabian-capricorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/xqx4ofouzUzNfu_78Ewdnb9qy-Q/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/xqx4ofouzUzNfu_78Ewdnb9qy-Q/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/xqx4ofouzUzNfu_78Ewdnb9qy-Q/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/xqx4ofouzUzNfu_78Ewdnb9qy-Q/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/myMemoriesInDubai/~4/7tAJk3Ntlnk" height="1" width="1"/>Naziahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17227097501772100179noreply@blogger.com0http://arabian-capricorn.blogspot.com/2006/05/i-have-graduated.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28107535.post-1148376228377343052006-05-23T02:22:00.000-07:002006-05-23T02:23:48.376-07:002006-05-23T02:23:48.376-07:00<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4758/2152/1600/me%20and%20gaiatri.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; 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